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The bed was creaking. The headboard, a continuous rhythm of banging against the wall. There was no denying what was happening in the hotel room if someone decided to walk past, especially as the omega inside moaned in his high pitched voice, vocal cords on the pathway of becoming completely fried. Kim Seokjin couldn't give less of a fuck as the alpha he couldn't remember the name of pounded into him, making him see stars.
It wasn't something on his to-do list, but how he got here was through a series of innocent events that became less innocent as per usual when you're Kim Seokjin. On vacation for the first time since his acting career began to pick up, Seokjin expected to do all the touristy things; sightseeing, trying new foods and spending so much money on trinkets and outlandish clothing. For the first day he was able to do that. He visited an inactive volcano, witnessed his first luau while eating plate after plate of delicious food. The omega had invested in a disposable camera that ran out film the first twelve hours since landing. It was at the bar close to his hotel, trying his hardest to find the English words to order a drink he doesn't exactly know the name for that a tall, lean and tanned alpha slid into the seat next to him. He smelled amazing and Jin didn't know he was leaning in close, inhaling the alpha's potent aroma until said alpha spoke up.
"Do you need help?" Jin should've expected the Korean that came from his mouth as he was clearly very much a Korean man. The alpha gestured to the bar, offering to help the omega with his order.
"Yes, thank you so much." A blush colored his cheeks as he realized he'd pitched his voice higher than normal as he always did when he was interested in someone. The man then helps him order his drink with a perfect English accent that made Jin a little wet at the way he was able to switch between both languages without a problem. Before Jin planted himself at this bar he'd already had a drink or two, topping off the night with a few more before heading back to his hotel, so he was having a hard time keeping his "I'm very attracted to you" scent at bay. But the alpha next him clearly didn't mind as they spent the next hour and a half talking about how Jin was vacationing from Korea and how the alpha lived in the States, explaining his perfect English. The tension between could almost literally be tasted in the air as their scents progressed into a heady mixture of alpha and omega. After the third time that Jin had to quell the slick beginning to leak from his hole he'd asked the alpha to come back to his room with him.
And so there they were, Jin getting split in half on a huge knot and the alpha above him sweating and panting. This happened to be their second round of the night and there was no sign of the two of them stopping any time soon. As soon as the alpha's knot deflated he was picking Jin up off the bed, holding his legs from under his knees that allowed the alpha to fuck him while standing with the support of a wall or furniture. It was something Jin has only ever experienced once in his life and the first time it'd been disastrous as the alpha overestimated his own strength and they both toppled over but by the look of this alpha's flexed muscles he would have no issue supporting Jin's full weight and then some. He was proved right and he was knotted for a 3rd time that night, feeling himself starting to bloat with the amount of come the alpha was pumping into him. He was just grateful he was on birth control so that he could feel everything the alpha had to give.
They didn't stop until the break of dawn. They'd ended the night—well morning— with Jin on top, slowly rolling his hips as the alpha's cock laid snug deep inside him, knot giving soft feeble twitches as nothing was left to come out. They were both exhausted, but fuck it was amazing and Jin wished he could press pause and live in this moment for just a while longer. But he was due to leave in a couple of hours and he'd have to scrub his skin for at least thirty minutes just to get the smell of sweat, slick, come and sex off. For the final time the alpha's knot deflated and Jin flopped over on the other side of the bed, wrung completely out. He was still riding his high of the orgasm he'd had five minutes ago, but the thought of their time being over nearly ruined it. He doesn't know if the alpha rolling on his side to look at him and kiss his cheek, mouth and nose, made that thought better or worse, but his heart fluttered when the alpha kissed him deeply, no heat behind it as they're both too bone-tired to do much else. For the many one-nighters and the constant string of hook-ups he's had he surprised himself when he felt crushing disappointment as the alpha began to dress and exit his hotel room with a quick "Hope you had a great vacation".
He realized fucking the whole night with only an hour reprieve was a really stupid mistake as his manager emailed him a script he was supposed to memorize before he landed as he had a cold read right after he exited the plane, leaving no time for him to drop off his bags at his single bedroom apartment or probably freshen up. The part of script he was reading called for an emotional scene where it was encouraged for him to cry on cue as his character just realized he was being cheated on. With how tired he was he was sure he could manage it and of course as he takes a few minutes in the airport bathroom to put himself together as much as he could manage, he goes to the reading and absolutely nails it.
[xXx]
It's been a few days since he's been back from vacation, the effects of his night with the alpha still linger in the form of yellowish-green bruises and the fading mark of a hand print that shows up on various parts of his body. He couldn't help but admire them every so often, when he steps out of the shower it's the first thing his does, standing in front of his floor-to-ceiling mirror, turning his body this way and that to see all the evidence that he truly did have an unforgettable vacation. It goes without saying that those inspections usually ended with him sitting in front of the mirror with three fingers up his ass, trying to replicate even an inkling of the feeling of the alpha deep inside him, but it always ended with him completely disappointed and frustrated. One afternoon as he's just stepped out of a quick shower his inspection was interrupted by enthusiastic knocks raining down on his door. Those knocks could only belong to his two favorite people in the whole wide world. Jin was sporting a smile way before he'd even opened the door, still dressing in his bathrobe.
"Jin-hyung!" The omega was nearly tackled to the ground by his best friend Jimin; another omega he'd met in college. Taehyung, Jin's younger, beta brother who happens to also be Jimin's mate, stands behind the two, holding a bottle of wine and smiling his boxy smile, waiting for a chance to get a hug of his own from his hyung. Once Jimin let go he was met with a much more tamed hug from his brother that was accompanied by light scenting.
"You're just in time I was about to get started on dinner." After a quick trip to his room to put on proper clothes, Jin takes the offered bottle of wine and stores in the fridge as he begins to pull out ingredients and dishes to start cooking. The mated pair don't hesitate to offer their assistance which Jin gladly accepted and together dinner was finished in less than an hour. With the table set and the wine poured they dug in.
Jin took a sip of wine. Confused, he took another sip.
"Uh, guys did you accidentally get grape juice? There's no alcohol in here." Jimin and Taehyung exchanged a look between them. One that obviously said they were nervous about something, if their scents didn't already give them away. Jin squints at the pair, about to say something else when Jimin speaks up.
"Hyung, I'm pregnant." Jin blinks. The words not quite registering. Until they did and he was on his feet in a matter of seconds.
"Ya, if you wanted to tell me I'm gonna be an uncle at least get me a real bottle of wine." The room was silent for two whole seconds before they all started laughing and Jin was bounding across the table to give them both another big hug. "I'm gonna be an uncle." Now that he knew he could detect the slight changes within Jimin's scent, the beginnings of the pup's own brand new scent peaking through. He was so happy for them, so happy that his brother and best friend had found each other and are about to start a family. For a second he thought about how behind he was, how out of all his friends and family he was the last one to settle down. The thought quickly passed as the room filled with the scent of elation and happiness, drowning out the mental sound of his biological clock ticking.
After a few hours of joking and talking about baby names Jin was seeing the two out of the door, giving them another round of hugs before the door was shut behind them. As with every time his company leaves his apartment feels empty, to which he does his best to just ignore it as he always does. This is what he wanted, right?
Before they left, Jimin and Tae helped their hyung clean up the mess of dinner, so the omega spends the rest of his night planted in front of his new script, putting the thoughts of living out a domestic life with a mate and pups to the back of his mind.
[xXx]
Production had finally began a month later and he was filled with that familiar feeling of excitement and anxiety that he always got before starting a new project. He liked his character well enough and even though the plot was cliche and not something to write home about he still couldn't wait to immerse himself into the role of the brokenhearted omega who goes on a series of dates and experiences a few bad relationships before realizing he didn't need a mate to be happy, but in the last episode of the season he finds out he's pregnant. It's not something most Korean dramas go for, but as a bigger company that he's signed under they have a little more wiggle room to be just a tad controversial. He really hopes his fans like it as his manager told him this role might boost his career to which he hoped was the truth.
Stepping foot on set felt like home. Nothing made him feel more like himself then putting on the persona of his character as crazy as it sounded. Dressing in his character's clothes and dawning in the makeup that made him look the part was almost like being reborn. He was no longer Kim Seokjin in that moment.
Getting to the actual filming took a few hours of course as the final touches were put into place and last minute revisions on the script were added in before they could finally get to the beginning scene.
After the first twenty takes, filming goes smoothly until it's time for break. As a first-day-of-filming reward, the producers provided catering as they usually did. Jin's mouth watered at the thought of stuffing his face full of whatever sat in those metal trays. But as the fan inside the tent blew the aroma of one of the dishes his way instead of the hypnotic smell of delicious food he was met with an acrid scent of rotting meat that turned his stomach causing him to search for the nearest wastebasket and leaving his breakfast in it. He heaved a few more times before he was able to stand up, sweat breaking out on his forehead and a small crowd gathering around him. A scent of worry filled the space and he felt like he was choking. An older omega woman, that he later realized was the actress that played his character's mother, comes to wrap an arm around him and help him to a seat. A water bottle is then pushed into his hand which he is encouraged to drink, first rinsing out his mouth before gulping down the rest of it. He felt disgusting all of a sudden and the curious eyes didn't help him feel any better. Jin registered a calming scent and the light rubbing in the middle of his back. It gave him little reprieve from the spinning in his head.
With more water and the soothing motherly scent that invaded his nostrils Jin was able to gather his bearings and finally lift his head from where it'd been hanging between his knees. He'd seen his manager standing off to his side speaking on the phone with someone—probably a driver to take him home. He sighed at the thought of having to end his work day not even halfway through, even though they'd been ahead of schedule already as filming went a lot smoother than most first days. It still left him discouraged as he was escorted to the backseat of a car and driven home.
Seokjin crashed the second he unlocked his door. He'd plan to take a shower and wash the sick feeling off him, but the energy wasn't there and he just decided to collapse on the couch and doze off. Waking up to the sound of knocking almost made him want to puke again, but he managed to get up off the couch, stretch his limbs and head for the door. It was Jimin. Jin couldn't help his eyes land on the younger omega's stomach and spot the barely-there baby bump. Jimin, from what he could see, had already made a habit of cradling his bump; one arm loosely wrapped underneath it.
"Your manager called, told me to come check up on you," he started, walking past Jin and into the kitchen.
"My manager?" When had Jimin and Sejin become phone buddies?
"Well after that time, last year, when your suppressants failed we just thought it would be beneficial if we stayed in touch and by the looks of it," turning to get a good look at him, Jimin continues, "I'd say that was a pretty good choice on our part." He set back to work on what looked to be one of Jin's favorite ramyeon soups. Unlike the catered food his stomach didn't revolt at the scent of the broth or noodles and he was anticipating getting something in his stomach after losing his only meal earlier. Jin watches from his spot on the living room floor as Jimin ladles the soup into two separate bowls, putting a lot more in his own before placing them down on the table in front of him.
They ate mostly in silence, Jimin only speaking to ask if Jin feels okay after a few bites in and despite feeling like he resided in the seven circles of hell, he felt worlds better than when he was on set so he just nodded and continued to slurp his noodles.
"Thank you, Jimin," he began once his bowl was empty. "I really needed this." Jimin rounded the table and snuggled up to his neck, scenting ever so lightly, Jin could barely feel the push and of air from jimin's nose as he took in his scent.
"Oh, Hyung," The older omega could hear the absolute pity dripping from Jimin's voice. "You must be really sick, your scent is all off. You sure you don't need to see a doctor?" Jin just shook his head at that. He didn't feel sick enough for the hospital, he was sure he just needed some proper rest. He told Jimin as much, but that only made the younger wraps his arms around him and hugs him closer to his own chest. He finally gave in to scenting as the smell of pregnancy lulled him, his muscles began to relax and he felt himself drifting. Before he could become dead weight, Jimin put him to bed and tucked him in.
"You're gonna be a great parent." Jin wished those words didn't come out so strained and choked like it pained him to say but he was still met with a bright smile and a kiss on the forehead from his best friend.
"Goodnight, Hyung."
[xXx]
The next three weeks didn't go much better. The swirling nausea in his head kept coming and most days he could stave it with anti-nausea medicine but as soon as his work day was complete he was hunched over himself trying not to barf in the back seat of the car that was taking him home. He was able to hide it, being a professional actor his co-stars and the set crew didn't know that he was suffering to keep up appearances and with the help of scent blockers no one could smell the sick on him. Jin thought he was getting by well, no one was hovering over him or constantly asking if he's okay. At least that's what he thought before he got a text from his manager saying he'd made an appointment for his next day off.
Jin groaned, waking up with nausea was one thing, but waking up in a puddle of his own slick was just downright annoying. He could recall the last scene of his dream that featured strong arms holding him against the wall, thick full lips sucking a spot on his neck and the unforgettable, wood and kindling fire in spring scent that clogged his nostrils. Just thinking about that night had another wave of slick flowing out of him, adding to the mess that was already there. The omega looked over at his alarm clock, big red numbers telling him he had about an hour and a half before he had to leave for his appointment. With that he was stripping out of his night clothes, and reaching for the bottom drawer of his nightstand where he kept his favorite dildo that was almost always strictly reserved for heats, but he didn't care about that rule, he needed something inside.
At one point he recalls being on all fours, his chest to the mattress as the alpha didn't hold back in fucking into him. The man had one hand gripping his hair harshly and the other holding his side in a bruising grip. Jin tried his best to emulate that feeling but it turned out to be next to impossible as he roughly shoved the dildo in and out of himself. The feeling was still wonderful, being so full and if he angled his arm just right… Before he knew it he was coming all over his already dirty sheets, keening lightly as his toes curled and his body shivered at the aftershock of his orgasm. He wanted to roll over and go back to sleep but he knew he'd get chewed out if he missed his appointment and frankly he's curious as to what the fuck has been going on with him lately.
So, the omega strips the sheets off the bed and throws them in a laundry pile he's been meaning to get to. Getting into the shower was a little less than satisfactory as he'd come to appreciate baths more, but the shower served to scrub away whatever leftover scent of his morning activities that lingered on his skin. Today he decided to skip the blockers since he was only going to the doctor's and then back home so he deemed them unnecessary. He didn't expect to be seen by anyone today and after waking up so early he didn't put much effort into what he wore, throwing on soft, stretchy pants and an oversized hoodie that he flooded in. He was cozy, so cozy he fell back asleep in the backseat of the car, so deep into his slumber the driver had to lightly shake him awake.
Jin yawned, sitting in the waiting room after checking in with the receptionist and plopping down into one of the cushioned seats. He doesn't know why he's so sleepy, probably another side effect of whatever ailment he was suffering from. The omega just hoped it was something that could be easily fixed and taken care of probably with a few antibiotics or whatever. The wait was short as a nurse was calling for him after only a couple minutes of waiting, taking his vitals and essentials that were written down on his chart. He, of course, had to pee in a cup and he was finally then escorted to an examination room. He pouted at the order to replace his clothes with the thin gown. It was cold in the office, even under his cozy layers his skin was breaking out in goosebumps. But he did as he was told and waited for his doctor to give a courteous knock while sitting on the examination table with his knee-length gown and mix-matched socked feet swinging.
Going to the doctors have never made anxiety bubble up in his chest like it has today. He's relatively healthy most of the time, only needing to see his doctor for an annual check up. But today he just can't shake the feeling that there is something truly wrong with him. It leaves him shaking more than the cold office did.
The knock came quicker than he expected. He guessed that was the perk of being marginally famous. In any other office he would have still been outside in the waiting room, but now he has the luxury of getting in and out.
"Hello, are we all dressed in here?" Came a soft voice from behind the door. He plastered on a polite smile as a short woman dawning a white lab coat that looked to be too big on her tiny frame, came into the room. "Oh, Kim Seokjin-ssi, my favorite patient." Dr. Young-sook was always a joy to see. She always told him how much more handsome he'd gotten since the last time she'd seen him even though he was sure he looked the same every year but he was never one to turn down a compliment. Most times during his check ups they spend more time talking about his recent acting role than his health, which was usually in tiptop shape.
She spent a few minutes looking through his chart, her face steeled in set lines and she went through each and every piece of paper encased in the cream-colored folder. Jin nervously bit at his lip, usually these visits were never this quiet, this serious, always filled with light hearted jokes and the Doctor's incessant begging for spoilers of his recent drama. But now it was just silence. He really wish he didn't forego the blockers before leaving his house because now the room filled with the scent of anxiety and fear.
As the smell permeated the room, the doctor looked up and placed a comforting hand on his shaking knee.
"Seokjin-ssi," she sighed, her true age showing in the worry-lines that graced her face. "The great news is that you're not suffering from any sickness." Jin stuttered out a relieved sigh, but a new anxiety arises as to why he'd been feeling like death warmed over. "Jin-ah," all formalities dropped now, "you're pregnant."