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If it had simply been the original video, it would have been embarrassing enough. But somehow, Yoongi-hyung had taken the video, remixed it, and then put a generic beat over it and stretched it into a music video of sorts.

It was actually really impressive. At least, that's my general impression underneath the avalanche of humiliation I'm currently buried beneath.

The main thing I want to know is how. How had he come to acquire this footage? Because I had been under the impression that I'd destroyed every last second of every copy I could get my hands on. I'd even gone so far as to threaten Jimin and Taehyung's lives because out of everyone they had found it the funniest and always seemed to have it on their phones.

Once I'd found that out it had been easy to 'accidentally' drop both of their phones in the sink. No one thought twice about my real intentions because I drop things all the time.

I guess they could've still had it in the cloud or something but that didn't explain how Yoongi got his hands on it if they did. Those two love to tease me but they weren't evil. Not like this particular hyung.

We were friends, but he had indeed had it out for me ever since I'd shown the world his own embarrassing rap. Min Suga genius jjang jjang man boong boong was a part of history that will never be forgotten and that was my fault.

I get it. I shouldn't have done it and I did apologize for it...through laughter but it still counted, right?

This, though. Did he really have to do this in front of Y/n? I suppose if we're going to spend our lives together we would end up knowing everything about one another and this was an inevitability. Still, that thought is of no reassurance.

The guys are laughing like a pack of hyenas. Jimin long ago fell over is now in a curled ball on the floor. Taehyung's face is nearly purple. Hoseok launched himself off the couch and is rolling and giggling all over the place. Jungkook is laughing too but still has that cute, innocent look to him. Jin-hyung's laugh is the loudest, high pitched and squeaking. Yoongi-hyung is proudly twerking on the coffee table.

They're so embarrassing.

I should kick them all out.

I move my gaze to Y/n, expecting to find the same sort of scene from her. To my surprise, she's looking back at me was an expression of guilt. Guilt?

Why? No. There's no way she could have gotten her hands on that video.

This is when a memory pops into my head.

"The only one that objected was Jimin. How close are you two?"

"Closer than two cockroaches on a bacon bit."

I still don't know what that means. But if Jimin somehow still had it and gave it to her...why would she hand it off to Yoongi-hyung?

What did I ever do to you, Y/n?

Maybe it's what I did. Good point. I kind of hate you.

If this suspicion turns out to be true, the most irritating point about this is she smells so good that I can't even be mad at her. Or stay mad at her.

At least, that's what I thought until I observe her eyes drift to the TV. Her mouth twitches as she struggles to keep a straight face. She was doing fairly well until a particular segment of the video that Yoongi-hyung had edited in flashed across the screen.

Colorful fireworks blew up on either side of my head and my words were on repeat in this ridiculous remix. "And I'm sexy sexy sexy," with every 'sexy' the picture zoomed in closer on my face, "like a pornstar-"

This sent my 'friends' into another frenzy and Y/n promptly pulled the neck of her sweater up to cover her face and hide her laughter from me, not that it did her any good. She wasn't being quiet AT ALL.

Accepting my fate with a sigh, I sit in dad's favorite armchair and chew on popcorn as I wait for their fun to end.

For some reason, the 'music video' was five minutes long. And for some reason, they never seemed to get bored through the entirety of it. When it was finally over, Yoongi-hyung had pulled a muscle from twerking so aggressively and Y/n had run off to the bathroom during a laughing fit after exclaiming that she was about to wet herself.

Serves them right.

"Namjoon-ie," Jin-hyung addressed me while wiping tears from his eyes. "You're my bias."

Leave it to Jin-hyung to say something that absurd.

Yoongi-hyung massaged his hip with a closed fist as he studied me. "I hope you've learned your lesson."

I fight the urge to roll my eyes, a habit I'd picked up lately from my girlfriend. Instead I nod, giving him the illusion that this will be the end of the disagreement. And it would have been if this had been done privately. However, he involved my mate. Just you wait, hyung. When you find your mate I'm going to return the favor.

"I accept defeat." I lie through my teeth and he seems to believe it. "And I commend your video editing skills."

"Waaa, you're so cool, hyung." Taehyung sends me a thumbs up as Y/n re-enters the room with a kitten in each arm.

"I found the cats." she proclaims happily. She sets one down and then lifts Yoongi-hyung's cat in the air with both arms to recreate the famous scene from The Lion King. "Naaants ingonyamaaa bagithi Baba!"

Crickets.

I laugh silently at how adorable she is as the guys look on in worry at her cuddling of the usually vicious kitten. Usually the only person it tolerated was Yoongi-hyung as we found out quickly enough.

All seven of the kittens are girls and all have their own personalities. Jin-hyung's, aptly named Princess Jingle bell, is prim and proper, rarely engaging in the wrestle fights with the others. Her favorite thing to do is to sit in high places and watch over the others in judgment.

Taehyung's is gray with white spots and simply named 'Cat', a name an insistent Taehyung claimed was artistic. Cat wanted to get into everything and destroy, her favorite target being the toilet paper. Y/n insisted this behavior was the kitten's way of rebelling for not giving it a real name.

I disagree.

Jimin's cat, Chim Chim, is gray with white feet and was debatably the cutest in the group. Whenever she plays it's like she's too lazy to go about it the normal way and always flops onto her back to swat at whatever she's chosen to pass the time with. What makes her so cute is that when she finishes she'll fall straight to sleep, still on her back with a toy sitting forgotten on her chest.

The kitten whose white with the exception for one gray leg and tail belonged to Jungkook. They'd bonded the quickest and Jungkook is clearly in love. She is undoubtedly the most energetic of all and follows Jungkook around everywhere with a constant hop to her step, hence the reason for her name, Bunny.

Hoseok's, the solid gray one was more on the curious side than smart and always ended up with her head stuck in a shoe or trapped under a blanket or falling into the toilet. Therefore, her name ended up being Dodo.

I have a love/hate relationship with my own pet. I'd chosen the fully black one because it reminded me of Y/n in her own cat form. Most of the time this cat is very affectionate and always wants to be pet. When I leave the house, though, is when she goes to town chewing on my stuff. Most specifically any wires she can find. I'd taken to calling her Sparky after she'd chewed through three different pairs of earbuds.

Lastly is Yoongi-hyung's cat, Lil' meow meow.

That cat is pure, unadulterated evil. I suppose just like her owner. She allows no one but Yoongi-hyung to touch her and when she's around no one is allowed to touch him, either. Even when he falls asleep on the couch she will sit on his chest and guard him and hiss if any of us come too near. Once Jimin was brave (or stupid) enough to test and see what would happen if he touched him and the cat did not hesitate to bite him before chasing all of out of the room.

Never in my life have I spent so much time thinking about cats. Thanks for that, Y/n.

"Y/n, how are you doing that?" Jin-hyung is eyeing my mate worriedly while she continues to love on Lil' meow meow. A stab of jealousy hits me again when I realize she never hugs or kisses me like that. It only gives me another reason to dislike the feline in her arms.

Stupid cat.

"What do you mean?" she questions while bumping noses with the animal. "Lil' meow meow is a sweetheart."

"The HELL SHE IS!" Jimin interjects, showing off two tiny pinpricks on his hand where the kitten bit him.

Yoongi-hyung glares at him. "Shut-up, you're just jealous cause my cat is better than yours."

Lil' meow meow purrs loudly and hops down to run over to him, causing Y/n to squeal at how cute her running legs are.

Another long while is spent with her ignoring me and playing with the animals, not that I'm surprised, or even offended. Just extremely jealous. And childishly so, I'll admit. I don't like sharing her with anyone and there's no exceptions there. It's unrealistic of me to want each second of her day spent on me so I try to best to keep the possessive side of me in check. I'd never known how much patience and control I truly had until Y/n came into my life.

It's the equivalent of a hungry wolf chasing after a rabbit, with the exception being that the end game is to keep the rabbit instead of eating it. However the wolf is still hungry and still wants to utterly consume the other until it's all it knows.

Except, this rabbit has sharp teeth and even sharper eyes and will bite if tested. And the wolf will let her because he's entirely whipped for her.

Y/n might not want to admit she's mine, but she is. But if she doesn't want to hear that,

then she won't. If she wants more respect then she's got it. If she tells the wolf to jump through hoops of fire and run to the ends of the world and back, then he does it without hesitation because she's the center of his universe.

That fiery proclamation of hers only served to make me desire her even more than I already do. I'll tell my rabbit whatever she wants to hear in order to keep her happy. She's strong in her convictions and independent in nature and I admire that part of her.

"Dad wanted me home by curfew so I guess I need to leave now." Y/n reluctantly stands at these words and wipes the animal hair from her jeans.

Silently I walk with her out of the house and to where she parked the car before remembering I had something to give her. After asking her to wait, I ran back inside and found what I was looking for.

When I came back out and handed over the leather-bound book, I explained. "Dad wanted me to give this to you to read. It's something he wrote for the human mates in our pack so they could understand us better."

With a nod she accepts it, bringing the book to her chest as she crosses her arms. Her lip is chewed on as she sent me a worried look. "Are you mad at me?"

Of course I'm not mad at her. Like I said, it's too hard to be when she smells so good and is the main occupant of my heart. That being said, I'm curious of three things. How she got it, why she gave it to Yoongi-hyung, and what would she do if she thought I was angry with her.

"Why do you think that?" I avoid answering her query, hoping it will lead me to answers for all my questions.

"You haven't spoken to me since the video."

I hadn't? That might be some sort of milestone if not for the fact that I'd spent almost the entire time thinking of her and cats. Deciding on hiding the truth for now, I stare at her, not saying a word.

"I..." she continues to bite her lip, her eyes downcast.

My wolf's growl resounds in my head.

Don't upset her. I'd rather break my own teeth.

"SorryIdiditbutYoongigotmeacattowerandyouknowIcan'tsaynotomybabiesbutI'mreallysorry!" She rushes out, startling me.

"What?"

"Yoongi bought my babies a cat tower! It was while I was still mad at you so..." her gaze shifts to mine, guilt and regret obvious in her face. "I didn't know he would do that." her hand motions in the direction of the house. "I'm really sorry."

She was already forgiven before the conversation started but it's still nice to hear the words. And honestly, how could Yoongi-hyung tempt my mate with a cat tower?!? Using her weakness against her like that. How could he.

Right, because you've never done that. Shut-up.

"I forgive you," her eyes light up, "if you tell me where you got it from."

"Uuhhh," she glances towards the house. "Hoseok."

"Hoseok?" I question, unbelieving. He's Yoongi-hyung's best friend and probably would have given it to him, but how in the world had he gotten it? There's no way. "Are you lying?"

"Noooo." she answers unconvincingly.

"Y/n." I warn.

A sigh escapes her. "Can't we just forget where I got it from?" she pleads. A second later her eyes go round as saucers and her lips form a pout. My heart stutters and threatens to stop when she looks up at me.

"Oppa."

This is when my brain shatters.

"Hm?" The pout becomes more pronounced with this sound. One hand reaches out and grabs mine, swinging it a bit. "Please, oppa? Don't make me tell."

My brain is gone and now my life force is being sucked from my body, but I'm completely happy about it. Yet I can only stare at her, enamored, dumbfounded, and lost for words. I'm not about to gripe about it, or discourage her actions in any way, shape, or form.

Don't you want to know who gave her the video? It doesn't seem important any longer.

If she was forgiven before, now she's beyond that. I'm forever in her debt.

"I uh, I-" I stutter, lost in a cloud of bliss and unable to find words so I eventually settle with a simple, "ok," that has her beaming up at me.

Obviously, she's trying to give me a heart attack.

"I have to go." No, don't go. I want to tell her this and to hold on to her, but I'm still too stunned and heart struck to move.

After climbing into the car and starting it up, the window rolls down a fraction and she blows me a kiss. "Goodnight, oppa."

And I'm dead.

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Edited 8/31/21