This is part of a 6 part hybrid hibernation AU!Each chapter will be focused on one of the guys and there interaction with Namjoon.Just as with my last fic, this fic is already completely written, and a new chapter will publish every Monday at 9PM CET!
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Namjoon loved somnophilia.
That was something every single one of his boyfriends knew.
Honestly, he adored it both ways—being the active participant or the sleeping one. There was something special about the deep trust involved in falling asleep, knowing the men he loved more than anything in the world would only bring him pleasure.
Moreover, nothing could surpass the sensation of waking up at the peak of pleasure, ready to climax as someone worked over his body. Perhaps the only feeling that rivalled it was waking up sore and sated, cum in his ass, his chest tender from manhandling, and his balls emptied.
After extensive discussions, they devised a simple and easy system: a wristband. It was hideous, an amalgamation of neon yellow, screaming orange, and ghastly pink bands braided together—truly a crime against colours.
The rules were straightforward: if Namjoon wore the wristband to bed, it signified his blanket consent and wish for his boyfriends to have as much fun with his body as they desired.
As a bear hybrid, Namjoon already loved sleep and slept deeply. Perhaps this was one reason he enjoyed somnophilia so much. Some of the other guys were light sleepers, waking up if someone so much as touched them.
Yoongi, in particular, as a British Shorthair hybrid, cherished his sleep probably even more than Namjoon. However, if anyone came too close to his chosen sunbathing and napping spot, his tired eyes would open, glaring angrily and annoyed at the intruder.
Namjoon could never relate to this, but it didn't make him love Yoongi any less, even if the older man was a bit peculiar.
So, yes, Namjoon liked sleeping, and he liked somnophilia. There was one major kink he hadn't tried yet, and in his humble opinion, it was about time he did.
He felt fortunate to be born in an era when hybrid discrimination was at an all-time low and workplaces were legally required to consider different hybrids' needs and differences. This was why Namjoon had the next month off work: it was time to hibernate.
To this day, he still remembered trying to force himself not to hibernate when he was younger, striving not to fall behind in school or at university, and to prove his dedication at work. He had fought through his hibernation phase, even as his body craved it and every part of him screamed for the sweet, sweet release of hibernation.
While bears hibernate when food is scarce, for hybrids, it serves as a mental reset. It helps them return to a balanced state, allowing them to focus. Without hibernation, their minds would gradually wear down until there was little left. Given Namjoon had gone without hibernating for so long, he needed it more than most.
This wasn't his first hibernation since becoming an adult, but it was the first time he would do it at home with his boyfriends, instead of going to a centre designed for hibernating hybrids.
Namjoon trusted his boyfriends. They had engaged in long conversations to ensure everyone was comfortable with the arrangement. In truth, it took a bit of convincing from the rest of the boys. They assured him they were not only okay with Namjoon hibernating at home—they wanted it.
So...
He would hibernate at home.
And he had plans.

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The Bottom Namjoon Collection!
FanfictionA collection of many different Namjoon centric / Bottom Namjoon, stories that I have written over the years!