Y/n's inner crazy lady she speaks about is her inner cat. She (the cat) loves cats so much because being a cat herself, she finds a camaraderie with them that she can't find with anyone else. That doesn't mean Y/n isn't a crazy cat lady too, it just means she's double the cat crazed. Sometimes the cat talks, but Y/n isn't connected to her animal, so she doesn't realize it. Therefore it's never directly pointed out. This starts as early as chapter 8, and it's the voice inside her that always says 'cute'. This is prominently seen in chapter 37 when she wants to bite Namjoon on the hip.

Seo In-guk and Jung Eun-ji are the names of the actors of the main couple from Reply 1997. I ship them in real life so I used their real names as opposed to their characters.

Lucifairy is the cat version of Namjoon. Destructive because Namjoon is the god of destruction. And she has two sides to herself because Namjoon has two sides to his own in the story. Himself and Fluffy.

Namjoon never says things like, 'oh my god' or 'god help me' because in real life he's an atheist.

The main point of this story isn't romance or supernatural. It's about cats, and the love we share for our pets. A cat brought Y/n and Namjoon together in the first place, cats are what makes Y/n start liking Namjoon, cats brought them back together again after they fought, and the loss of a cat brought them closer together as mates and deepened their bond.

Y/n screamed for Jungkook when she was scared for three reasons: 1) because she was thinking of him and it accidentally slipped out. 2) It's a reflection of: Noona! 3) Her inner animal doesn't want Fluffy to get hurt (by the bee) and so when Y/n says things unconsciously, it's because of her.

The third unidentifiable part of Namjoon's scent are cookies that Y/n's mom used to make. (there is a very vague reference to that so I can see how anyone would miss it) The maple syrup is because of the 'dad's day off French toast' mentioned in chapter 28.

Fluffy was named in reference to Fluffy from Harry Potter (we already have Voldemort so why not). Protective, could be aggressive, but really he's a big softy when it comes to his weakness (in HP it was music, here it's his mate). Also named him this because I wanted the reader to become more comfortable with him at the same rate Y/n was.

Jungkook is secretly evil because rabbits are cute on the outside, but some of them really do act more like predators and can actually be very mean.

This story at first was going to be Yoongi based since...cats. But then I remembered the Buzzfeed interview where they were asked to choose between cats and dogs, and Joon was the only one to choose cats. That's why in chapter 3 he says he likes cats and in the chapter with detention, Yoongi says he prefers dogs.

There are so many manga references in here it's not even funny. Example: "Does that tickle?" is from Kyō, Koi o Hajimemasu.

Y/n always hides her physical pain (and hates feeling weak) because this is what cats do. It's the way they've evolved. There's a deep seated natural instinct to hide pain, because if I predator hears them cry out, they know they're weak and that puts them at a disadvantage.

Namjoon wasn't able to detect that Y/n was a werecat because he thought she smelled like a cat since she has so many.

Some of the chapter titles are reflective of each other:

What-why

That's my mate-He's my mate

Everyone is weird-everyone is mean

Seven cats-eight questions

Hyung!-Noona!

Cats-puppies

"Y/n, I'm an idiot. It's not an excuse, but an explanation when I say that I've never been in a relationship before. I really, really, really, have no idea what I'm doing. For the longest time I thought you were a human so I had to ease the truth onto you. Then I found out that you were even better than human. But you were still human in the way you were raised, and your lack of knowledge on our world. I didn't tell you about being my mate right away because I didn't want to scare you. I thought it would be too much to pile on that soon, and I guess I was selfish because I wanted you to get to know me as Namjoon before you got to know me as mate. Hurting you is the last thing I would ever want to do. Now...I'm sorry, I don't want to scare you, but if the truth is what you want then I'll give it to you. Everything I said last night? I meant it."

The last thing I expect is to hear her giggling again, yet she is. "Even the part about annihilating?"

Now I can't help but to chuckle. My wolf is so theatrical. "Anyone who hurts you deserves it. I mean it."

"I believe you." she says. "I guess I never thought of things that way, but I understand your point of view. Thank you..for putting that much thought into how I would take all this. But from now on, for this to work, let's be truthful with each other."

I tense slightly as hope fills my chest. "Are we ok now?"

When she makes a sound of agreement I drop the phone, my fists pumping excitedly in the air. Once I pick it back up again I hear her laughing.

"What did you just do?"

"I-" I pause, wondering if lying to her right now would make me feel like crap. "What do you mean?" I try to divert.

"Jimin just sent me a picture of you."

"WHAT?" I yell again and start looking around wildly, hoping to catch sight of Jimin so I could break his legs but he's no where to be found, I don't even smell him—

"Kidding." Y/n yawns.

"You are very mean." I reply, deadpan.

We go back and forth after that, talking, teasing, making kissy noises. We talk nonstop for hours and tell one another everything. From our hopes and dreams to our favorite Friend's character, we speak about it all, and honestly, it's the best night of my life.

Remembering with clarity the veiled threat I received the first time I'd ever entered this house, I wasn't eager to get on his bad side.

"See this knife? I'm good with knives. I also really love my daughter."

It had been tricky, avoiding his line of sight earlier this afternoon, and now that I thought about it, stupid. If he'd caught me...well, if I'd been caught, Y/n would have protected me.

Loser. Shut-up.

It was then that Mr Kim entered the room, his eyes shining with a malevolence I'd only ever seen reflected in Yoongi-hyung's. Of course I had expected this to be bad, but I had no idea.

The door slammed behind him as he strode into the room, pushing an ancient looking TV on some sort of trolley. No one moved or spoke as he set the television up, plugging it into the wall and connecting it to a dvd player.

When he finished he stood straight and sent us all a dirty look.

"All of you folks in here today have one thing in common," he began. "I understand that you're teenagers and you can't always control your disgusting little hormones. But SCHOOL is a place where you HAVE to control them. You!" he jabbed a finger in Mikey's direction. "In the cafeteria. You!" this time his finger and fury was directed at Y/n and I. "In the parking lot. And You!" he turned his attention to Carl, only for his eyes to soften, disappointment shining in their depths. "I never expected this out of you, Carl. In the hallways." he closed his eyes as if he was heart broken. "All of you. Kissing!" he ended on a strangled whisper that had me raising an eyebrow at the dramatics.

His eyes opened again after a moment of silence. "How many of you have attended sex-ed class?" As expected, we all raised our hands. I was starting to get a bad feeling about this, but the side of Y/n's arm was lightly grazing my own and it was very distracting. I had taken a moment to let her scent wash over me, allowing it to calm my nerves when Mr Kim's scream brought me back to reality.

"No brownies for you!" he yelled at the girl sitting next to Mikey. "What about you," he looked around the room and settled on my mate. "Miss Y/n?"

"Yes." she blushed as she answered. What? "He's my boyfriend, of course I liked kissing him."

What did I miss?!?

Mr Kim smiled in return and for some reason I wanted to kick him in the gut. "Very good. You learned. Three brownies for you."

There were brownies?

"And you?" the question was for me this time.

Of course I had no idea what the question was because my girlfriend's scent had diverted my attention. It's probably a good thing we're in separate years. If she was in the same classroom all the time I'd probably never get any work done. Clearly, saying yes had worked for her so I followed, hoping for the same approval.

"Yes, Mr Kim."

Why his eyes took on a wild affect, I'll never know. "You." he said lowly. "You don't like brownies, do you?" His finger was pointed at me again as he asked this in an accusatory tone.

Still having no idea what was going on, I went with honesty. "Not really, no." Y/n stiffened beside me. The other students in the room turned to stare, wide-eyed. What is happening??

I couldn't figure it out and I wasn't sure if I wanted to.

Mr Kim shook his head, evidently disappointed in me and I seriously did not care anymore.

Clearly he's a nut job.

I didn't think he could come off any crazier until he uttered his next line. "It's because of people like you that we have to wait so long for new seasons of Sherlock."

As if that made perfect sense when pertaining to this conversation, everyone else in the room all chorused, "OoooooOOOOoooOOOOooooo~" including my own mate, and with the exception of Carl, who whispered, "Oh my god."

I'm so confused. And I did not think it could get worse (I need to stop doubting this teacher) but it did.

"You were all brought here because of kissing." Mr Kim walked over and turned the light off so that the room was illuminated by the muted sunlight. "And guess what kissing leads to. That's right," he answered his own question as he switched on the television, "S-E-X. And you know what S-E-X leads to? PREGNANCY. Now lets watch some child birth videos, shall we?"

And this brings me back to the present. He can't be serious. We aren't really going to watch a woman give birth, right? RIGHT?

"Uh-sir?" Mikey raises his hand before Mr Kim pressed play.

"What?" he snaps in reply.

"Can we have the brownies now?"

From next to me, Y/n replies in Mr Kim's stead. "The brownies were metaphorical." she rolled her eyes and whispered. "Dumbass."

My Kim nods approvingly and sends Y/n a thumbs up. "At least someone was listening. Y/n, that's seven more brownies for you. You can get them from my office after this."

I'm more confused than I've been in my entire life.

Granny has fallen asleep a long time before I came to bed and it's with a lighter heart and hopeful outlook that I climb in next to her. She sleeps like the dead and without her hearing aids is mostly deaf, meaning she wouldn't wake up even if Enrique and Milo were here to fight over Babbette (may she rest in peace).

Namjoon and I will be ok. I'm sure of it. Now in the meantime I should probably read that book he sent over. With everything going on the past few days I'd almost forgotten about it. The small lamp at the bedside lets off just enough light for me to read and still not disturb Granny. Cuddling in, I peal back the leather cover and leaf through the first few pages.

To start off we will describe our ranks and types.

Alpha, Elders, Beta, Delta, Omega, in that order.

To establish which wolf is-

Boring! I'll read the rest later but what I want right now is to read about mates. I flip through the pages until another word catches my attention: Scents

Of course there would be, let me check...FIFTEEN PAGES dedicated to smells. Freaking dog people and their scent fetish.

After some time of searching throughout the pages I find what I'm looking for.

The first way wolves pinpoint their destined mate is their smell.

Why am I not surprised at all.

For your wolf counterpart, this is an instantly recognized connection. Even if you, as a human, do not immediately feel said connection, know that this does not mean that it doesn't exist. For humans who lack a wolf's sense this can be discovered in other ways. Such as, hugging, kissing, marking, mating, or even as a simple camaraderie between matching personalities.

Marking? Like matching tattoos or something?

Before I delve further, the very first thing I want you, the reader, to know, and what may be the most important thing about your wolf is this: You are the center of his or hers universe. You are loved without condition, protected without care for their own lives, and the most important part of their life going forward, present or future.

Hold up.

Is this...for real? When I first found out about this whole mate business my initial feeling had been of being put into a box and told to stay there. This was like...Namjoon was sealed into a steel box, then someone welded it shut, wrapped it in chains, and threw it into the ocean. So no matter what happens between us, he's just stuck there? That I would mean that much to someone is daunting and almost beyond my scope of understanding.

"Noona?" Jungkook's voice from behind us cuts me off, and to be honest, I'm partially thankful for it. I shouldn't say I love you until she at least has the voice to say it back.

Y/n's feline eyes move from my face to where Jungkook stands in the doorway. "Meow."

I gasp and then squeeze her into a hug all over again, unable to resist the urge while she's in this form.

Evidently curious, Jungkook peeks around my shoulder and spots the top of her black-furred head. Against any conscious effort I tense up and warn him with a single expression to look but not touch. Fluffy is content, not sensing any threat, but the vulnerability of the state she's in makes me feel more protective than ever.

Thankfully Jungkook takes the hint, his bunny smile making an appearance. "You're so cute, hyung."

Who knows why that makes me blush.

After some time I bring her into the living room where everyone is seated around and treating various injuries from our scuffle earlier. Kookie hops past me and perches on the arm of the recliner Jin-hyung is sitting in. Over on the couch Jimin is disinfecting the scrapes Taehyung had acquired, and sitting on the floor next to the coffee table, Yoongi-hyung is quietly scrolling through his phone.

The defensiveness I feel inside rises at the presence of more wolves—natural predators so close by. This idea was turning out to be a bad one that had me constantly on edge, but I've worked so hard to keep the possessive part of my personality quiet that I don't want to disappointment Y/n and let it show up now. I focus on the positives in this situation. Hoseok, the biggest threat, is locked up in the cellar. My pack mates wouldn't hurt her. Y/n trusts me, and them enough to show this side of herself.

Just as long as they're smart enough to keep their distance, everything will be alright...is what goes through my mind, right at the moment when Jimin decides to head over with an out-stretched hand to pet her head.

Head snapping forward, my teeth click together ominously right in the spot Jimin's hand had just been a millisecond before. Not thinking far enough ahead to keep his hands to himself, Jimin at least had been quick enough to dodge an attack.

"Yah!"Jin-hyung scolded, which I initially thought was aimed in my direction, but to my surprise it was for the younger of us. "Jiminie, you pabo! Keep your hands away from his mate. Can't you read body language?"

Now that he mentions it...I'm half turned away from them so that the only part of her they can really see is her head over my shoulder, and that's if they strain. This isn't want I meant when I asked Y/n if she wanted to show them this, but I had not expected that I would get this protective.

In the living room the guys are seated on the couch and matching arm chairs, all of them exhibiting some bruise or scratch that we all earned from the previous struggle. All apart from Yoongi-hyung, who appears relatively unscathed. This irritates me quite a bit but I ignore it to focus on the subject at hand.

"Everyone," I call their attention while still cradling Y/n in my arms. "This is Y/n. My mate." My eyes narrow and I turn slightly to the side so they can't see her as well, suddenly feeling more protective of her when she's in this state. "Don't touch her."

"You know what I've literally never thought?" Jin-hyung voices. "There's Namjoon's mate, let me go touch her!" he laughs. "Yah, why are you like this? Y/n is like our sister."

"You will understand one day." The words come out before I think and I instantly regret it.

There's no guarantee that he would. It's harder for omegas to find their mates more than anyone. They don't find them by smell, or even eye contact. It most cases it's because the other half is a stronger wolf and they do the mate finding themselves. I feel like trash now.

"Y/n turned into a cat. INTO A CAT!" In-guk has been slack-jawed and in a state of disbelief since that happened.

Eun-ji has been unsuccessful in her attempts to calm him and has made all manner of excuses to try and cover it up, ranging from, "you're imagining things", to, "APRIL FOOLS!"

Never mind that it's May.

"Eun-ji, I'm not stupid." He stresses, bending down and taking hold of Y/n's discarded shirt, he stands again and waves it in her face. "She was THERE and now she's NOT and her clothes are-"

"Found her!" Jin-hyung's sing-song voice cuts into the argument when he appears, cradling a black furred and four legged version of my mate.

My mate. Not Jungkook's. She was scared, and Fluffy was screaming at me to move, but when the name she called for wasn't my own, something inside of me shut down. It...hurt. Why didn't she call for me? I'm her mate, I should be the first one she thinks of when she needs help. That should've been my name. That should've been me to run to her rescue.

She was scared. You don't think the same when you're scared. You might be right, but-I'm always right. It still hurts.