NO LOVE ZONE 1

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No. I wanted to talk business with you.” Silence stretched from the other side, and Jeongguk assumes Namjoon is still on the line, so he asks, “How much do you think a tiger hybrid is worth?” Hoseok is annoying him. Jeongguk is trying to find an answer to that question himself. “He begged me to. He said that a hybrid without an owner is as good as dead ."

Please take a seat. Don't be nervous at all,” Hoseok says with a grin. Jeongguk snorts, sneaking a glance at Taehyung, who is sitting awkwardly in his chair, shoulders stiff as his eyes dart around the room, looking everywhere but at Hoseok. Do you like it?” Jeongguk asks quietly, leaning in for a better look at the collar on display, their arms brushing in the process.Come here,” Jeongguk says firmly, leaving no room for discussion as he pats the empty space beside him on the bed. “I'm not going to touch you if that's what you're afraid of.” No. I don't,” Jeongguk responds, and he doesn't need to look at Taehyung to know that the hybrid’s face has dropped and his ears have flattened over his hair. Taehyung's voice is hesitant, almost sulky, as he responds, “I would have if I had known your name.” Nice try. We’re going. It's okay to admit you're nervous,” Jeongguk says, amusement twisting the corner of his lips as Taehyung visibly deflates with a pout and turns to look out of the window. Jeongguk is fine. He’s definitely not feeling guilty or thinking about twitching ears or a swishing tail, until Yoongi barges into his office unannounced.

Why should I dirty my hands with your blood?” Jeongguk asks before dropping his gun on the ground in front of Taehyung. “If you’re that desperate to die, kill yourself.” Usually, predator hybrids have excellent qualities such as enhanced hearing, speed, and even healing. They're difficult to tame, and they're rarely obedient, so I was surprised when Taehyung listened to you. In most cases, they don't unless they have an extremely strong bond with their owner. Tiger hybrids are extremely rare, and Taehyung is most likely one in a million whose animal is still dormant. He's just a regular human with ears and a tail. He's basically a house cat right now."Tonight, he awakens to the creak of his door opening, all his senses buzzing to high alert as adrenaline courses through his veins. He remains motionless as he hears footsteps approaching his bed. They’re soft, like whoever it is— is purposely trying not to make a sound, and Jeongguk strains his ears to find out how close the person is as he reaches for the knife he keeps hidden under his pillow.

A part of him hopes Taehyung isn't waiting for him, while another part hopes he is and knows that if he doesn't find him, he'll flip the world upside down searching for him. Jeongguk feels the anxiety clawing up his chest. He hates it. It makes him weak, as if things are spiraling out of his control. He wouldn’t have left me otherwise,” Jeongguk says, his eyebrows furrowing. It’s true, Taehyung would have fought, begged and whined if Jeongguk had simply told him to leave. Furthermore, the hybrid already considered Jeongguk to be his owner.

Taehyung's tail unconsciously wraps around Jeongguk's hand, which is resting on the space beside him on the bed, as Hoseok takes a step closer to examine his bruises, touching and probing at the skin, and pausing to see Taehyung's reaction. Truly, a fool,” Jeongguk remarks as Taehyung curls his finger against the trigger. “You have your freedom, but you chose to die simply because you don't have an owner.” Taehyung’s gaze snaps to him, his eyes widening as if he hadn't even considered the possibility. As if he already thinks of Jeongguk as the kindest owner who would never, not even in his dreams, deny his request. Taehyung's finger curls around the hem of his shirt, and after a brief moment of hesitation, he pulls it over his head, revealing bruised skin. Some of the bruises are fresh, while others are faint and healing.