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— summary: a lone rose, a little broken, until Jungkook came along and the two of you saved each other. and in doing so, Jungkook showed you a world where he shared with his six other mates.
— pairing: dragon!namjoon x reader / future!bts x reader
— genre: angst / fluff / poly!au / fantasy!au / dragon!au
— word count: 5.2k
— warnings: orphan reader, injuries, hurt and comfort
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“Save her. You have to save her. Forget about me, just save Y/N.”
Words that brought him back to that first moment Yoongi saw you for the first time in Jungkook’s arms, held protectively as his little maknae cried helplessly at your unconscious self.
Now, there was Namjoon, doing the exact same thing, something he knew the both of them had never known would ever come to be. Whatever had happened during those past few days with you and Namjoon lost and gone from the clan, Yoongi was sure you were responsible for his mate’s tears.
The dragon had fallen unconsious and the moment he brought back news of yours and Namjoon’s arrivial, the whole clan rejoiced.
At least, for Namjoon.
“Don’t crowd us. Take Namjoon to Seokjin’s nest,” Yoongi ordered. The healer had been staying up all night, anxiety weighing down on him because he felt responsible for yours and Namjoon’s disappearance. Yoongi and the others did tried to assure him otherwise but the healer had been too stubborn to listen to anyone else except for his mind. Yoongi only worried the sight of Namjoon would make him worse but at least their last mate came back home.
He watched as the little prince eyed the warrior that took Namjoon off for Seokjin’s medicine nest, saw the confliction in his eyes before the dragon was quick to turn back to Yoongi. “Y/N?” Jungkook asked, eyes glowing of a waterfall waiting to stream down at any moment and the older dragon’s heart fell. “You saw her too, right? She’s not alone out there, right?”
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