chapter ten.

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Taehyung sat on the couch, his eyes focused on the game as his tail was wrapped around Jungkook's wrist. Jungkook started to grow accustomed to the feeling of the hybrid being over protective of him. Hoseok had his hands loosely on the controller, he was taking it easy on Jungkook, since he wanted his friend to win, since he had not in at least an hour.

Taehyung gently tapped Jungkook's shoulder, making Jungkook turn his head slowly and dip his head slowly to the hybrid. This caused Hoseok to shout and leap off the couch, since Jungkook's character went idle, making it easy for Hoseok to kill him. While Hoseok was yelling his war cry, Jungkook was concerned. Taehyung was shaking, whether from cold or fear, it still made Jungkook scared.

"Myung! Something is wrong with Taehyung!" Jungkook screeched and ran from the room, his controller dropping on the hard-wood. It broke into three pieces, the battery holder flying across the room, a trigger also detaching from it's socket and soaring onto Hoseok's foot. Hoseok stopped his war cry, now inspecting the shaking hybrid. He was sweating, a lot.

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Myung quickly searched up on google 'why do hybrids shake?'

Myung sighed and rubbed her head,

"Well, he's either having a fucking seizure-"

"No cursing!" Jungkook whacked Myung's shoulder as she groaned, gripping the skin that was hit.

"Or, he's in heat."

"Whats a heat? Like when a dog has heat?" Jungkook read along the page, his eyes widening. "Sounds painful."

"How do you cure it?"

"Uhm, no! We are letting it run it's course, because, read how to cure-"

"Oh my god, ew!"

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Jungkook set a cold glass of water down beside his hybrid, helping the boy shed his hoodie and his jeans, to where he was sitting in socks, underwear, and a thin t shirt. Jungkook took off his socks as well, putting a cool rag on his forehead.

"Whats going on, Ms. Jeon?" Hoseok asked Myung, who looked troubled as the kid asked her innocently. He just came over for video games, not to see a hybrid strip down in front of him.

"Well, Hoseok, baby. Taehyung is sick, so we are cooling him off, you know? When you get sick, you feel hot and sweaty? The same with him." Myung explained, sighing out slowly as Hoseok widened his eyes.

"Does he need some cough medicine? I brought some in my book bag!" He declared, already sprinting toward the last place he left his light blue book bag, that apparently held the precious cough medicine Taehyung desperately needed.

Taehyung grunted out, grabbing Jungkook's wrist and started to crawl toward him, a crazed look in his eyes.

"Oh god! Myung help!" Jungkook yelped in fear, but Taehyung had managed to plop himself on Jungkook's lap, his body involuntarily rocking onto Jungkook's.

"Oh- Taehyung sweetie, lets stop that." Myung rushed over as Taehyung started humping the poor boy.

[a/n; lmao. Im laughing while writing this]

Myung pulled Taehyung away from Jungkook. Then, all the sudden, Taehyung screamed in pain, the pain of Myung's touch, he fell over in pain, weakly whimpering. His eyes were closed tightly.

"What do we do, Myung?"

Myung sighed.

"I think you might have to help him, Jungkook."