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[Team Four] Something else inside
Set in Werewolf AU, pre-Jimin. Pre-Sugakookie and shouldn't I just actually write this properly. orz anyway, something's wrong with Yoongi, ne.
“Let me go,” Yoongi snarled, trying to shove his way out of the grip Namjoon and Taehyung had on him, claws extending with fangs bared and eyes glowing. “Let me go, I’ll rip your throat out, you fucker.”
“Yoongi!” Seokjin said, sounding horrified as Hyosang stumbled backwards.
“Hyung, knock it off,” Namjoon said, voice coming out in a growl that he rarely used - rarely had to use - but Yoongi twisted, nearly ripping a piece out of Namjoon’s arm in reply. Yoongi was brutal, but he’d never been like this outside of the games. This wasn’t like him, wasn’t like him at all.“Fuck, Yoongi, stop.”
It was as if Yoongi had gone deaf, not quite shifting but teeth and claws were all the weapons he needed and Hyosang wasn’t going to win an unsanctioned fight against a berserk Yoongi. Hoseok and closed in, reading to jump in to try and stop their packmate, though things had slid south enough that it might not do them any good.
“Fucker, motherfucker, I’m going to kill you,” Yoongi said, over and over again, and Namjoon was going to have to take him down, because he was Leader and Alpha and Yoongi was screaming for blood. “I’m gonna kill you.”
With a vicious shake, Yoongi broke free from their grasp, and just then Jungkook, who’d been had been hanging back in the shadows, lunged forward, claws extended, digging into the exposed column of skin on either side of Yoongi’s neck. Namjoon expected Yoongi to simply rip away, but he watched in complete surprise as Yoongi froze completely.
“Hyung,” Jungkook rasped out, so softly, but everyone was holding their breath and could hear him. “Hyung, don’t do this, please.”
All watched as Yoongi seemed to slump, the hostility bleeding out of the set of his shoulders. His claws retracted, fangs as well. When his eyes stopped glowing, Namjoon realized he looked deathly pale, his skin an ugly pallor contrasting with the blood that was drawn from Jungkook’s claws.
It was as if the others didn’t exist as Jungkook released him, letting Yoongi turn around to look up at him. Even that small movement was unsteady, nothing like the vicious wolf that had been there moments earlier.
“Jungkookie,” Yoongi whispered, swaying as he reached a hand out for Jungkook. “Jungkook, I think… I don’t feel so… so great.”
The last word was barely out of his mouth before he slumped, going dead weight as Jungkook caught him, leaving behind dead silence and a mountain of questions that Namjoon was afraid to ask.
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“Let me go,” Yoongi snarled, trying to shove his way out of the grip Namjoon and Taehyung had on him, claws extending with fangs bared and eyes glowing. “Let me go, I’ll rip your throat out, you fucker.”
“Yoongi!” Seokjin said, sounding horrified as Hyosang stumbled backwards.
“Hyung, knock it off,” Namjoon said, voice coming out in a growl that he rarely used - rarely had to use - but Yoongi twisted, nearly ripping a piece out of Namjoon’s arm in reply. Yoongi was brutal, but he’d never been like this outside of the games. This wasn’t like him, wasn’t like him at all.“Fuck, Yoongi, stop.”
It was as if Yoongi had gone deaf, not quite shifting but teeth and claws were all the weapons he needed and Hyosang wasn’t going to win an unsanctioned fight against a berserk Yoongi. Hoseok and closed in, reading to jump in to try and stop their packmate, though things had slid south enough that it might not do them any good.
“Fucker, motherfucker, I’m going to kill you,” Yoongi said, over and over again, and Namjoon was going to have to take him down, because he was Leader and Alpha and Yoongi was screaming for blood. “I’m gonna kill you.”
With a vicious shake, Yoongi broke free from their grasp, and just then Jungkook, who’d been had been hanging back in the shadows, lunged forward, claws extended, digging into the exposed column of skin on either side of Yoongi’s neck. Namjoon expected Yoongi to simply rip away, but he watched in complete surprise as Yoongi froze completely.
“Hyung,” Jungkook rasped out, so softly, but everyone was holding their breath and could hear him. “Hyung, don’t do this, please.”
All watched as Yoongi seemed to slump, the hostility bleeding out of the set of his shoulders. His claws retracted, fangs as well. When his eyes stopped glowing, Namjoon realized he looked deathly pale, his skin an ugly pallor contrasting with the blood that was drawn from Jungkook’s claws.
It was as if the others didn’t exist as Jungkook released him, letting Yoongi turn around to look up at him. Even that small movement was unsteady, nothing like the vicious wolf that had been there moments earlier.
“Jungkookie,” Yoongi whispered, swaying as he reached a hand out for Jungkook. “Jungkook, I think… I don’t feel so… so great.”
The last word was barely out of his mouth before he slumped, going dead weight as Jungkook caught him, leaving behind dead silence and a mountain of questions that Namjoon was afraid to ask.
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