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Jimin first meets Jeongguk around the campus, thanks to their mutual friends. It is not something magical or special—rather boring given how Jeongguk was dragged there because of Hoseok, and Jimin happens to be a social butterfly who can get along with anyone. What is special is how they immediately click.
Hoseok mentions that Jeongguk is shy. “This is Jeon Jeongguk, we take some common classes. He might not be the most talkative, but he is a really good kid.” It doesn’t surprise him that someone like Hoseok managed to be friends with a shy guy, who blushes slightly at the introduction.
Cute.
When Jeongguk goes to buy himself a coffee, Hoseok and Taehyung gush over how sweet Jeongguk’s scent is.
“His scent is sweeter than yours, Jiminnie,” comments Hoseok. “I’ve never met an omega who can smell sweeter than you.”
And when the boy comes back to the table, noticing all eyes on him, his blush deepens. He looks well built, probably taller than Jimin by a few inches, but he looks far more innocent and cute.
Jimin sits next to him and greets him with the biggest smile, talking to his new omega friend for hours. And that seals the deal for their friendship.
They become attached at the hip in a very short time.
They get so close so soon that it leaves both their friends surprised. It is not that shocking though, they have similar hobbies–both of them enjoy dancing, both of them like going to the cinemas and karaoke after a tiring day. They even have common classes too, which is a bonus.
Jimin doesn’t remember ever talking to someone the way he does with Jeongguk. They never stop texting each other, making a mission to meet even during the weekends where they have no classes. It is an instant pull, they start gravitating around each other effortlessly.
Jeongguk, contrary to how their mutual friend group reacts to it, is very talkative when it comes to Jimin. The boy is always around the omega, either telling him about some exciting new video game he has been playing, or a small cafe he discovered and made a mental note to take Jimin to.
When they go to their classes, they always sit side by side, with Jeongguk’s head resting against Jimin’s shoulder almost all the time, not paying attention, on the verge of falling asleep. While Jimin is writing down every word their professor says. Jeongguk is nowhere near interested in the classes, and is naturally smart (and very lucky). Jimin believes in his strict routine of studying everyday.
“You will fail your classes unless you start paying attention,” he warns Jeongguk all the time.
All he gets is a careless shrug and a little grin. “You will teach me, so I won’t fail.”
Although Jimin rolls his eyes and replies with a dry “You wish, brat,” or something similar to him, he knows he will always do all he can to help Jeongguk, in whichever way.
Jeongguk is clingy, and very physical. Jimin lets him do whatever. It’s been like this since the day they’ve met.
When others see them from afar, they look like a couple, which makes Jimin’s cheeks burn a little whenever mentioned.
But when they get closer to them, all they see is a pair of omegas, getting along well and being clingy.
Jimin occasionally questions whether Jeongguk is an omega or not, because from afar the boy really has an alpha’s built. But Jeongguk smells heavenly, lacking the burn and edge any alpha scents have.
He smells sweet like candy and fresh like flowers. Like newly washed laundry. He smells sweeter than Jimin sometimes. He wears cute, baggy clothes all the time. His instagram feed makes Jimin coo. He is such a sweet boy.
So while Jimin also thinks there is a possibility the boy could be a beta too, he doubts it. Not only because of the scent alone, but also because he has heard others call Jeongguk an omega, and the boy did not comment on it, just scoffed and the conversation was over.
He doesn’t ask. The topic never was brought up from the start, and he had his assumptions when he first met him. And after getting closer to someone, it feels too embarrassing to go, “Hey, I haven’t asked this before, but are you an omega?”
What difference does it make anyway? Whether omega or a beta, he will like Jeongguk the same.
That’s why, when his feelings start to change–oh who the hell is he kidding, he had the hots for the boy the moment they met if he’s being honest–he doesn’t pursue a relationship with Jeongguk.
He has always been the brave type when it comes to relationships. He has never had a problem going at someone and just asking for their number, or asking them out. He has never been rejected either.
But with Jeongguk… He doesn’t want to ruin the most precious thing he has in his life. Their friendship.
And omegas are not interested in other omegas, most of the time. It happens, but Jimin has never seen one around him.
So he pushes down his feelings, ignoring everything for the sake of having the boy around.
But then… The pull gets stronger. Almost impossible to resist.
Jimin realizes that there is not one single person he wants to spend his days with. And Jeongguk… He’s just so dreamy. He’s funny, intelligent, handsome, cute, sweet, lovely, talented... He’s perfect.
Jimin has only had alpha partners and dated a few betas in the past, so he has never assumed he would have desires for an omega. He still doesn’t find other omegas attractive.
But it’s not just any other omega. It’s Jeongguk. If it’s him, Jimin doesn’t mind.
He debates when it’s a good time to ask him out, struggling a lot. It seems like it’s never the right time, and he lacks any bravery he usually has, too anxious at the prospect of possibly losing his new friend.
But he can’t just not do anything either. He gets butterflies whenever they are together, feeling like he is a teenager again. He finds himself giggling at Jeongguk's unfunny jokes, asking him about his whereabouts, listening to him talk about the least interesting topics for hours. Oh, he is gone.
Occasionally, he notices how Jeongguk steals a glance or two at him, like he is carrying a secret too. It only happens when Jeongguk thinks he is not looking. But it’s more than enough to have hope bloom in Jimin’s chest.
Jeongguk buys him a lot of gifts. He takes him out, searches for new places to take him. He cooks for him, praises him… How could Jimin not be gone for him?
But he can’t be sure if it’s Jeongguk being kind and nice. The boy is nice to everyone whereas it’s Jimin who glares at people without a care. He even had to defend the boy from a group of students when they had a group assignment together, because Jeongguk just didn’t want any problems and Jimin was not going to have other people stepping on his boy like that. That’s his man. He won’t have anyone disrespect him.
One night after drinking alone to the point where he is still conscious but much braver, he finally gets the courage and texts Jeongguk out of the blue.
It’s a simple text which he half expects the boy to be angry at, because they were supposed to hang out together before Jimin said he needs to do some assignments alone—which was an excuse for him to gather his courage.
You:
Jeonggukkie?
In a minute or two, his phone rings. Jeongguk replies quickly.
Jeonggukkie:
Hi Jimin ❤️
He is so cute. Jimin wants to swallow him whole.
You:
Hi…
I want to talk to you about something… are you free?
His phone rings three time’s immediately, Jeongguk’s replies appear.
Jeonggukkie:
Of course
I am always free for you
What do you want to talk about? 🥰
His hands feel sweaty as he types.
You:
I don’t know if you also think about this, but we spend a lot of time together, right?
Jeonggukkie:
Yeah! What about it? 😳
You:
So I…
I enjoy spending time with you
A lot
Jeonggukkie:
Ah 🥺🥺 Same here! I love spending time with you too <3
You:
Okay yes good
So
You know we go out a lot and do a lot of nice things together right?
Jeonggukkie:
Yes…?
Jiminnie I am starting to get nervous…
Fuck. The only one who needs to get nervous is Jimin.
You:
No need to get nervous, Jeonggukkie. I’m the one who is nervous…
Anyway, back to my point.
I want to keep doing all this and more with you.
Jeonggukkie:
Ah!!!!! Aww I want that too Jimin!!!! I really do.
You:
No Jungkook, you don’t get it
I want to do all these with you
But
Not as your friend
As your… boyfriend
Jeonggukkie:
Oh…
Just a simple oh, and nothing else for a while. Jimin’s heart beats so loud that he feels his whole body tremble with its beats. His hands are shaking, mouth dry. But he can’t back down now. Not after having confessed finally.
He starts typing.
You:
Yeah.
Um. Listen.
It’s cool if you dont see me that way.
Not everyone is into omegas and I totally understand if you’re not either.
Seriously, I happened to love you so much in this short time, and it’s beyond any title our relationship might have. I just want you in my life.
As a friend, boyfriend or whatever you want.
I just… didn’t want to hold back anymore.
So yeah. That’s it.
I want us to be boyfriends.
Jeongguk is typing and deleting, typing and deleting. Jimin’s anxiety gets much worse.
You:
Oh god I am so sorry if I ruined everything!!! I just wanted to take a shot but I hope we can still remain friends!!! :((
A ding. A reply, finally.
Jeonggukkie:
Did you just say I love you but in a complicated way?
You:
I guess so, yeah lol…
Jeonggukkie:
And you’re somehow convinced i don't think of you the same way and will reject you?
You:
Um… won’t you?
Jeonggukkie:
Jimin!!!!
Are you an idiot!!! 😭😭😭
Don’t you really see how head over heels I am for you?!
Jimin, I am taking an ECONOMY class. I took it after we met.
You:
Idk maybe you’re interested in economics? :/
Jeonggukkie:
I AM STUDYING LITERATURE
WHY WOULD I BE INTERESTED IN IT
I took it so you could teach me 😭
You:
Oh wait
So does that mean..?
Jeonggukkie:
Say it
You:
Does that mean you
Like me back and
We are boyfriends?
Jeonggukkie:
YES
I AM YOUR BOYFRIEND AND NO TAKE BACKS!
The date they set up for the following day seems too far. Jimin is so excited that he tries on more than ten clothes, and wipes out his makeup twice to do it all over, not satisfied with his work.
He whispers to himself that it’s just Jeongguk and he has nothing to worry about. It’s just Jeongguk, his Jeongguk, his friend and he shouldn’t be so damn nervous. It’s just him, and yet it feels very different.
He waits by the park they usually meet to have picnic dates. The moment he sees Jeongguk walking towards him, his heartbeat picks up speed. He feels self conscious about his outfit choice once again.
It’s just Jeongguk. Your close friend.
“Hi,” he says, suddenly feeling shy when Jeongguk is near. As if they don’t see each other everyday.
“Hi, Jiminnie,” replies the boy, cheeks tinted red, struggling to meet Jimin’s eyes.
It’s a bit awkward considering they have never been this hesitant with each other, even on the first day they met. It’s the same two people, but everything is different.
Before the confession, everything was clear as day. As friends, they knew their boundaries and what was okay to do. What was the line... Now that they are dating—oh god, they are dating —they need to set new boundaries. They need to get to know each other from scratch.
“Do you want to walk?” asks Jimin, and Jeongguk nods immediately, smiling softly.
As they walk side by side, their shoulders touch and Jimin can feel the warmth coming from the boy. It warms him and his chest, knowing he is walking with his boyfriend.
Their fingers brush and Jimin takes a deep breath, deciding to take initiative. He reaches and takes a hold of Jeongguk’s much bigger hand, pulling him closer as they walk.
The boy blushes hard, even down his neck he is red, looking like a flustered mess already by just holding his hand. Jimin wonders how he’d react if they were to kiss. Or even do more.
He doesn’t think that further. When he was rolling in his bed in anxiety of not knowing if a fellow omega friend would like to date him, he always skipped over that part. The more.
He is ready for anything if it's Jeongguk, but he doesn’t know if the boy is ready for more. For kissing, making out or just more.
He gets rid of those thoughts and enjoys what they have. They walk by the river holding hands, occasionally stopping to see cute ducks. Jeongguk prepared them both sandwiches and berries. They sit on a bench by the river and eat them. For a while, in silence. Then the conversation flows like it always does, and Jimin realizes he was overthinking for no reason. It is Jeongguk. Of course things will work out. They have to.
The rest of the date goes in peace with them struggling to keep their hands to themselves. Jimin plays with Jeongguk’s tattooed fingers and Jeongguk watches him without blinking. As if Jimin is a dream that will disappear the moment he takes his eyes off of him. As if he wants to memorize every little detail on the boy’s face.
Before they know, it gets dark outside. Only then they realize it’s been hours and it’s almost time to part ways. Hesitantly, they get up from their bench—that’s theirs now—and walk out of the park, fingers latched together.
Jeongguk insists on walking Jimin home, and he agrees immediately. The longer time they spend together the better.
And then it’s Jimin’s stop. “So, here’s my house,” says Jimin and Jeongguk hums, still standing way too close to him. Not close enough though.
“Yeah…”
They stand there on the street, neither of them going. Normally, they stay over at each other’s houses occasionally. Jimin would invite Jeongguk over any other day. But should he now? Is it too soon?
That's why they both stall, not wanting to part ways.
“Thank you for everything,” says Jimin then. “Sandwiches were delicious. I love your cooking.”
Jeongguk smiles, taking a small step towards Jimin, eyes landing on his lower lip for a second. “I love cooking for you. Just ask and I will do my best.”
“You always do your best,” mumbles Jimin as he brushes away a strand of hair from Jeongguk’s face, putting it behind the boy’s ear. Moving his finger on his baby soft skin slowly.
The wind blows in their direction softly, making them both drown in each other’s soft scents, mingling together.
Jimin has waited for months before asking Jeongguk out. What a waste of time that was. He surely doesn’t want to wait until they kiss. He can’t take his eyes off of the boy’s smaller lips, licking his own.
This time though, it is Jeongguk who takes him by surprise, leaning in for a kiss, grabbing him by his cheek gently and pulling him in.
Jimin has dreamed of this, of course he has. He dreamed how soft Jeongguk’s lips would feel against his own, and how hot his hands would feel against his waist. And while he imagined it would feel good, he also assumed it would be a bit awkward considering their past as friends.
It doesn’t feel weird at all. It feels just right . He is over the moon, ecstatic and happy. They only pull away for a second to breathe, and a pair of strong arms wrap around his waist, pulling him even closer—it’s a show of strength he hasn’t seen from Jeongguk before, making him gasp into the kiss.
All he feels is warmth around him and the pooling desire in his belly. Jeongguk’s body feels so strong around him. Arms feel firm, keeping him still. Making him feel safe in a way he never thought would happen.
He melts into the kiss. For a flustered and shy person, Jeongguk is as skilled as Jimin, who is known for his godly lips. This too takes Jimin by surprise, but maybe Jeongguk is naturally good at everything. His tongue presses against Jimin’s and he hums, eyes shut closed. Diving impossibly deeper.
This time when they part their lips to breathe, he doesn’t even hide his surprise, blinking at Jeongguk with his wide eyes. He was aware that Jeongguk did sports, but never thought Jeongguk would feel this firm against him?
From this up close, Jimin can see Jeongguk’s long eyelashes, and flushed red cheeks. He can see his own reflection in those big galaxy eyes, holding every star above the sky in his orbs, looking at him with so much adoration and love that it makes him feel afraid.
He wraps his arms around Jeongguk’s neck, playing with his long hair and the baby hairs on his nape. “Would you like to stay over?” he asks without much thought.
A second in silence passes, Jimin continues to look up into the boy’s eyes, waiting patiently. He wants Jeongguk to stay over but if it’s too early for him, he is more than okay with it too. It would be nice to have him in his arms for a few more hours though.
Jeongguk stares at him intensely and then nods, agreeing. He wanted to ask if he could stay over, but he’s glad it was Jimin who asked.
Getting inside the house is a struggle. They make out some more in the elevator, somehow the way up to Jimin’s floor feels forever. They can’t keep their hands to themselves, moving, feeling, touching everywhere. They were both starving for this.
Jimin feels himself leaking a little already, wanting nothing but to be inside. He is not sure if this could only end up being a fluffy date night with a lazy makeout session.
When they finally make it to Jimin’s living room, they waste no time connecting their lips again. Jimin doubts they can pull away enough to go to the bedroom. They are both exploring each other’s bodies slowly, the clothes that separate them are frustrating.
Jeongguk’s scent sweetens beautifully, the flower smell filling up the whole room. He smells clean, like a beautiful spring day and fresh laundry. Like ice cream on a summer day.
Jimin has always been attracted to the musky and earthy scents that alphas have before meeting Jeongguk. Right now, his favorite scent is Jeongguk’s soft, gentle one. He is addicted. He wants to be drowned in it, until he can’t even distinguish his own scent.
Most omegas get repulsed by such sweet scents, hence why there are not many omega couples. Somehow, something in the back of their brain correlates an intense, musky scent to dominance, which is what they are after in general.
Jimin happens to be different.
He doesn’t enjoy doing the traditional things that are expected of omegas in general. He has never been the type to just take it and submit, unless he wants to. Never been the type to enjoy being called by his rank. And he is not a traditionally sweet smelling omega either anyway. He’s often mistaken for a beta ‘cause of his dark coffee smell. One of his partners once even called it to be ‘burning his lungs’. He knows he is an intense person and his scent shows it too.
He doesn’t care about traditions or rules. He especially doesn’t mind anything as long as it’s with Jeongguk. And maybe that’s partially why he is more than okay with the idea of doing whatever to please his boyfriend.
He is used to being on the receiving end in bed. He enjoys feeling small under his partners, and enjoys being spoiled, getting wet for them until he’s down to a wet mess. He has never fucked anyone before. He has never had the desire to.
But if Jeongguk wants to take instead of giving, Jimin is fine with that. He doesn’t mind the change. If it's him, Jimin is okay to try anything. He has a feeling he would enjoy that too.
Although Jeongguk has a soft sweet scent and cute, innocent features, something about him feels a lot different than usual, notes Jimin. His body feels too strong to toss around or even to touch and grope. Usually he lets Jimin do whatever, enjoying all the attention he receives. When Jimin tries to lead him, he doesn’t budge.
His generally featherlike, gentle touch burns Jimin’s skin in the best way possible. His grip on Jimin’s body is so firm that Jimin is sure it will leave fingerprints behind. His eyes widen in surprise especially when his hips are grabbed, a gasp caught in his throat. It makes slick leak down his already wet hole.
Jeongguk’s scent—something about it—makes his scent crawl with need and leak slick like he is in heat. Is Jimin turned on already because he loves Jeongguk so much? Is it because he is excited?
Or has he been into omegas and didn’t notice before?
No, this is something else. He is so surrounded by Jeongguk’s overwhelmingly sweet scent that he can’t think straight, but still he knows something is not right.
When they pull apart and he looks into Jeongguk’s eyes, he gets sure of his suspicions. Jeongguk’s usually round and big eyes now watch him carefully with a dark gaze. Almost predator-like. Dark, like an endless pit.
For a quick, brief second, red flashes through Jeongguk’s eyes, and it’s gone immediately.
Jimin just knows then.
Jeongguk is not an omega.
He swallows, mouth feeling too dry.
“Jeongguk… I’ve never asked about your status before and it doesn’t matter to me but… are you an… uh…”
“Am I a what, hyung?” He asks, curious and confused. There is something akin to disapproval in his tone that makes Jimin all too anxious all of a sudden.
He opens his mouth, just to close it again. God. He is so stupid. He can’t believe he was this stupid for months.
“C’mon, say it, hyung,” asks Jeongguk slowly, caressing Jimin’s cheek with his thumb as he grabs his face slowly. Jeongguk kind of looks amused, but he doesn’t push again, lips curled up slightly.
Jimin figures that Jeongguk knows what he is about to ask.
He feels himself blush, embarrassed and angry at himself for not noticing before. He just assumed. Just like everyone else did. He feels so angry at himself he could cry.
Objectively, it's not entirely on him either. Jeongguk has never bothered to correct strangers when they refer to him as an omega. It is easy to get confused.
“Hyung, did you think that I am an omega?” asks Jeongguk then.
Jimin is embarrassed, it’s not easy to keep looking at Jeongguk’s eyes but he tries, and nods. “Y-Yeah.”
“Oh. I see.”
Jimin feels cold in the silence now. He regrets having asked. He also regrets not having asked before. Did he ruin everything with his stupidity? Will Jeongguk get angry at him?
Jeongguk is silent for a second or two, eyes never leaving Jimin’s flustered face.
“I am an alpha though, hyung. I thought you knew.”
His brows knit together slightly and Jimin feels terrible. Has he ruined everything? Is Jeongguk offended? Will he leave? He screwed things up. Badly.
“I-I’m sorry, I-“
“Hyung, are you into omegas?” asks the young alpha then. Jimin almost senses a hint of anxiety in his voice.
Jimin shakes his head no immediately, face flushed red as he speaks. “Uhm. Not necessarily. I have never dated an omega before, my previous partners were usually alphas. I’ve been on dates with betas too.”
There is a pause, so Jimin rushes to explain further. “B-But I am into you, so I didn’t mind whatever your status is. I thought it would be fine as long as… as long as you’re fine with me.”
Another pause. This time though the nervousness in Jeongguk’s gaze leaves and there is something else that makes Jimin want to bite back a whine.
“So you’re telling me you were okay even if I was not an alpha—because you love me.”
Jimin doesn’t usually get this shy and flustered.
Well. Everything has a first. Jimin doesn’t usually fall in love either.
He nods and averts his eyes. “Yeah. Very much.” Then slowly, he looks up, biting his lower lip in worry. “I’m sorry if I hurt you by assuming. You just never corrected anyone when they called you an omega.”
He’s afraid that he fucked up badly and hurt Jeongguk. He can’t live with himself if he actually broke his heart. What if Jeongguk leaves him? Oh god, Jimin will be the first person to be dumped on their first date.
He almost whines at the thought. He doesn’t think he can handle not talking to Jeongguk anymore. Oh, his eyes are almost tearing up-
There is a soft hand on his cheek suddenly, making him look up.
“It’s fine. I didn’t correct anyone when they called me an omega, you’re right. It’s not entirely on you. And I-” he clears his throat, looking a bit nervous. “I am in love with you too. Madly.”
Time stops again, but this time for a good reason. Jimin feels all the anxiety leave slowly, relief washes over him and the butterflies are back with the confession. Jeongguk is not mad at him. Jeongguk is madly in love with him. He lets out a shaky breath, watery eyes staring into the boy’s soul with a hopeful glint.
“I wouldn’t mind your status either. I would still want you if you were an alpha.”
Jimin swallows when Jeongguk’s eyes darken when he continues.
“But for now, let me show you what I can do.”
An excited thrill runs down his spine, he shivers. The red flashes again in the alpha’s dark gaze, and now that Jimin pays attention, he is well aware of Jeongguk’s alpha pheromones, causing him to get wet and needy already.
Jimin nods at the alpha’s promise, an excited smile grows on his face, heartbeat quickly fastens in his chest.
Suddenly there are strong arms grabbing him from under his thighs and before he knows it, Jeongguk lifts him up in the air, as if he weighs nothing. Jimin wraps his legs and arms around the boy immediately, enjoying being carried to his bedroom, burying his head in the alpha’s shoulder, close to his scent gland.
His alpha is strong and has a pair of arms full of muscles that Jimin feels up now that he is in Jeongguk’s lap. Even if Jimin didn’t notice how jacked he was before—which he did—he knows how strong he actually is now. Jeongguk carries him around the house with only one arm under his hips holding him up, and all Jimin can do is to enjoy feeling helpless in his hold.
He almost purrs, his omega delighted. Most alphas were unable to sate the hunger in him but a part of it is pleased by simply being carried by two strong arms and nothing else.
The alpha opens the door to his bedroom and enters. Jimin’s bedroom smells like him all over. This is his nest and normally he doesn’t enjoy the idea of welcoming someone into his bedroom but it’s not someone. It’s Jeongguk. His boyfriend.
His alpha.
He is so in love that he would let Jeongguk into his nest any day. He would even let the alpha destroy it.
Jeongguk halts for a second and takes a deep breath, eyelids almost closing. Alpha likes my scent, purrs Jimin’s omega, wagging its tail.
Jeongguk drops him to the bed then, gently. He pulls away to get undressed, impatience showing itself on the way he quickly grabs the hem of his baggy sweatshirt and takes it off in one go, throwing it somewhere in the room.
Jimin’s eyes widen immediately, mouth feeling too dry. So this was hiding under those baggy oversized clothes all along? He always knew Jeongguk had a good body, but most definitely wasn’t expecting to see eight packs and tattoos all over his body.
And a nipple piercing. What the fuck. How the fuck.
Jeongguk should be banned.
“What the fuck,” he mumbles, still eyeing the alpha in disbelief. Jeongguk gives him a little innocent-like smile which doesn’t really fool Jimin.
“What, hyungie?” he asks in his soft voice, faking innocence and acting confused.
“I’m gonna get rid of all of your baggy clothes,” he says then, and the alpha chuckles. “I’m gonna burn them and force you to walk around the house in nothing.”
“I can’t let you do that, hyungie,” chuckles the alpha, hands busy unbuckling his belt, head thrown back slightly, showing the expense of his neck. He looks smug. Fuck.
“Oh you will. You also need to be punished for keeping this all to yourself.”
Jeongguk growls at him playfully, a smirk growing on his face. It makes Jimin’s belly feel tighter, this burn returns tenfold.
“I like dressing up in cute baggy clothes. And I have no reason to keep this all to myself from now on, have I?”
The possessive part in his mind is delighted that no one gets to see this but him. He bites his lips and nods slightly, pupils dilated already. He is too aroused for his own good.
He raises his hand to trace Jeongguk’s abs and tattoos, fingertips itching to just touch. But when he hesitates, the alpha grabs his hand and places it on his hard belly, exhaling through his nose when Jimin spreads his hand.
He doesn’t remove his hand from Jimin’s wrist, even when the omega starts touching him, feeling him up all the way. When Jimin’s hand wanders a bit lower, Jeongguk growls again and Jimin has to laugh in disbelief.
“Who are you and what have you done to my shy little baby?”
“He’s still here somewhere,” replies Jeongguk, lowering himself on Jimin to give him a kiss. “But you’re provoking my alpha and he is very different from me.”
His eyes flash a vivid shade of red again, briefly so, and then go back to his gentle browns. He doesn’t doubt that this is a playful warning. Quickly, he removes his pants, underwear still on. He joins Jimin on the bed, crawling towards him. Jimin welcomes him between his arms and legs immediately.
He nips at Jimin’s exposed neck a little, which the omega replies with a breathy moan, tilting his head to the back to give him more space.
“And he is not that pleased to know you thought I was an omega. I struggle to control him. I suggest you don’t provoke me tonight, hyung.”
If anything, Jimin gets even wetter at the implication.
Oh he will provoke him. He knows he will, like the brat that he is.
Jeongguk then kisses him again, sucking on his tongue, leaving him mewling for more when he starts peppering kisses down his throat.
Jimin is embarrassingly wet, and he is pretty sure he leaks through his underwear and even pants. Jeongguk, upon noticing Jimin squirming under him with his legs pressed together, takes a hold of his ankle and pulls him towards the middle of the bed as if he is made of paper.
The alpha watches him with a hungry gaze, eyes partially red. He enjoys seeing the beautiful blush spreading all over Jimin’s cheeks, lips parted open in a silent gasp. The omega enjoys being tossed around, and he makes a mental note to use it for later.
He struggles to remove Jimin’s skin tight pants and underwear in one go, but he manages. Jimin does nothing but watch when his clothes are removed one by one, suddenly feeling shy when he is completely naked.
He feels boneless with Jeongguk, completely his to do whatever he so pleases. Normally he would never let go of his control this easily, too afraid to hand an alpha so much power over him. But his heart beats so fast in his chest that he can’t even hear his own thoughts and god , Jeongguk is everything and more.
Jeongguk wouldn’t even hurt a fly normally. He is the same guy who gets so shy and flustered that he can’t talk to Jimin without stuttering sometimes. The same guy who enjoys soft cuddles and warm hugs. The same guy that Jimin knows and trusts with all his heart.
His alpha is the opposite. He overpowers Jimin easily, pulling and pushing, playing with his limits without even asking. He is strong, reliable and still he doesn’t act like any of the alphas Jimin has ever seen before. There’s lingering care and affection, a fragile gentleness in everything Jeongguk does.
He doesn’t try to assert dominance or make Jimin submit. Jimin wants to though, but that’s only because the alpha doesn’t ask for it. He doesn’t act like a knothead alpha who only chases after his own pleasure. All the alpha’s he’s met in the past were like that. It only ever made Jimin feel like a wet hole for alpha’s to use. And now he feels everything .
He feels that this is about him only. Which makes it about both of them.
Jeongguk is not traditionally masculine. Most alphas don’t even wear jewellery when Jeongguk has so many of them on, hell, he even has one pierced in his nipple, which is the hottest thing ever if you ask Jimin.
Most alphas don’t wear makeup, thinking this is against their status, which in fact has nothing to do with it. But Jeongguk sometimes wears pink nail polish proudly, and wears makeup too. Jimin is pretty sure he was wearing cherry lipstick, because he tasted like a cherry garden earlier when they kissed.
He is perfect.
When the alpha leans in and presses himself against Jimin’s burning body, he feels how hard Jeongguk is through his own black briefs. Normally, any other alpha would dive in straight to the wet hole awaiting and push their cocks in without wasting time.
Jeongguk, however, dives in to pleasure Jimin with his tongue.
He pushes Jimin’s legs towards his chest, both hands grabbing his fat thighs. “Hold them up for me.”
He orders around Jimin so naturally and casually that it makes Jimin whine, grabbing his legs immediately.
The alpha hums around his sensitive skin, biting and nipping at his inner thighs, then his ass. There’s an appreciative rumble building up in his chest, the moment he parts Jimin’s ass with both his hands, staring directly at his wet, glistening hole. Jimin tries to close his legs for a second out of embarrassment, his skin trickling with nervousness. But Jeongguk doesn’t let him.
“Hyung… Fuck. You’re beautiful.”
Jimin bites his lip to hold down a whine but doesn’t really do a good job. Instead he closes his eyes tightly the moment he feels a tentative finger trailing his rim to circle his entrance. And then there’s a wet tongue pressing flat onto there and Jimin moans loudly, head thrown back.
All he can do is just take and take, as Jeongguk’s tongue breaches the fluttering entrance, Jimin lets out a silent scream, chest arching as the alpha keeps sucking on and on.
In a matter of few seconds, Jimin is turned into a speechless, a blubbering mess who can't do anything but chant more , more . The alpha doesn’t stop eating him out like he has been trained to do so all his life. Like Jimin is a full course meal and he was starving for it. Drinking down globes of slick like he is chugging a bottle of water.
Jeongguk’s hands move up Jimin’s body, touching and squeezing every part of him. He licks inside, drinking every drop of slick as his hands find Jimin’s hardened nipples.
He starts playing with them, twisting and pinching, making Jimin feel pain alongside the dizzying pleasure. The alpha doesn’t stop even when he whines, he continues making him squirm.
He caresses down his body then, letting go of his abused nipples, taking a mercy on the omega. He squeezes every bit of skin when he slowly lowers his hands till he reaches Jimin’s soft, flat belly. For a second he puts slight pressure on his lower abdomen where his womb is, and Jimin loses it, legs trembling as he leaks more and more onto his belly, already near his orgasm.
Sensing that it drives Jimin crazy with the way he twitches around his tongue, the alpha chuckles softly, and instead wraps both hands around Jimin’s waist to pull him onto his tongue.
“Fuck, Jeongguk,” screams Jimin, opening his thighs even more and pushes back against him. He wants it deeper, he wants the alpha’s fingers in, his big cock, his knot-
Fuck . Jeongguk hasn’t put one finger in and yet Jimin feels like coming already. No other alpha has ever managed to make him come untouched before, let alone coming from just being rimmed.
Jimin barely has time to collect his breath before Jeongguk’s finger joins his tongue suddenly. He throws his head back in a silent gasp, vision blurring a little from the intrusion. It is too much, but not enough at the same time.
“Enough, get in,” he asks, taking a fistful of Jeongguk’s hair. “Please, I need you inside me.”
Then the alpha looks up, still continuing to fuck him open with his fingers and tongue, meeting Jimin’s hooded eyes. There’s drool and slick dripping down his chin, eyes red as cherries. He looks like a predator and Jimin cock jerks pitifully at the sight, whining.
“Can’t, ‘m too big,” he mumbles against Jimin’s belly when he bites into the skin, and the omega pouts, whining in distress.
“Please, I can take it, Jeonggukkie please,” he tries, but the alpha only gives him a nip on his thigh as a warning.
“Don’t wanna hurt you. Be patient, Jimin.”
This is the first time he has addressed Jimin without honorifics, and it only makes Jimin feel more helpless under him in a pleasurable way. Normally, he would correct Jeongguk immediately. But now, he just nods.
Then the alpha is four fingers deep, fucking him open on his hands. He begs again, his pride nowhere to be seen when he is about to come. Jeongguk is merciless, he keeps aiming at his prostate dead on, and fucks his fingers in, in a record speed. Jimin notices that he his slowly humping the bed too, most likely imagining it’s his cock doing the fucking.
This is so hot and he is already on the edge. All it takes is Jeongguk’s hand to wrap around his cock and give it a slight squeeze—and he comes undone on Jeongguk’s fingers with a loud scream, painting his whole belly white with his cum.
He is shaking and trembling, vision going black. He doesn’t even notice when Jeongguk removes the rest of his clothes and rolls a condom over his angry, red cock. He looks wet with precum too. Jimin wants to reach there and lick it up.
“You good, hyung?” he asks with a chuckle, and Jimin can only hit on his chest.
“You’re fucking mean, Jeongguk,” he says with a pout, but the alpha just leans in and kisses on his nose. “I told you to get inside… I didn’t want to come so early.”
“And I told you I am big, and you need to be patient,” he replies, and Jimin feels a nudge against his hole.
He whines slightly when the alpha slowly pushes it in, only the tip breaching but he already feels full.
“Fuck,” he manages to say, both hands grabbing Jeongguk’s biceps for leverage, eyes shut tight. “You were right.”
“I know, I always am,” he jokes, and Jimin rolls his eyes at that, still winching from the pain.
It’s been months since he slept with an alpha, and Jeongguk’s size is bigger than almost any alpha he’s ever been with, so the stretch is uncomfortable. But given how well Jeongguk took his time to prep him, and how wet he is, Jeongguk slides in rather easily.
The next time he rolls his eyes is due to the slight pain and the fullness he feels in his belly. Jeongguk pushes his cock in all the way in one go, and his head falls on Jimin’s shoulder as he exhales a shaking breath.
“God, I feel like coming already,” he confesses. Jimin’s walls are warm and sucks him in without any resistance, and he keeps clenching around him over and over, that already makes all the stamina in his body leave.
Jimin struggles to adjust. Jeongguk is above average size, and he deems himself a size queen. The alpha is patient though, he waits until he is ready, and it only makes Jimin want to give his all to him.
“You good, hyung? I can take it out if it hurts so badly,” he whispers to Jimin’s neck, slowly pecking the skin. There it is. The kindness he knows he will be given, always. The thoughtfulness.
“Don’t take it out. You can move,” he says slowly, and hears Jeongguk mutter a soft thank god .
What starts as grinding, slowly turns into hard thrusts. Jimin is hard again already, with his cock being trapped between their bodies and the friction is so good that he leaks already.
He feels so full already, he can’t remember the last time he felt like this. Jeongguk aims at his prostate dead on and all he can do is throw his head back and let out a silent scream, unable to speak.
He feels full, so full that his omega is whining in happiness, feeling well taken care of already, especially when the alpha leans in to leave marks on his neck, possessive.
When the pleasure gets too much, he can’t help but to claw at the alpha’s back, most likely leaving marks there. The thought of leaving his own marks on the alpha causes his toes to curl in satisfaction.
“Shit, you feel so good,” grunts the alpha, and Jimin moans at how deep his voice is now, already an octave lower than his usual playful tone. “Do you hear this, hyung?”
“H-Hear what?” he manages to blurt. He is not even sure what’s his name anymore, let alone focusing on anything.
“How wet you are for me,” whispers the alpha in his ear, and Jimin moans at how obscene and dirty it is, because the alpha is right. He is so wet that he clearly hears the wet squelch sound everytime the alpha pulls out. Jimin tries to remember if he has ever gotten this wet even in his heat.
“Yes, yes, so good.”
Jeongguk laughs at his inability to say anything coherent, then fastens his pace, making him scream. The neighbors will file a complaint, but damn if he cares.
“Only for you. I’m only this wet for you, Jeongguk…”
Jeongguk hums, his chest rumbles with an appreciative growl. He leaves open mouthed kisses and hickeys all over his neck, marking him up.
Jimin knows he is near his climax again, and can even feel the base of Jeongguk’s cock grow a little, his knot slowly starting to form.
The sex is so good already, mind blowing good—but he knows he can get even more if he pushes a few buttons, like the mischievous brat he is. Jeongguk already warned him that his alpha is near the surface, because he is not happy about Jimin’s wrong assumption.
“C-Can’t believe I thought you were an omega,” he stutters out. “I was sure of it.”
Jeongguk’s movements halt slightly, but he picks up the pace before too long. Although he doesn’t say anything, Jimin can feel how his muscles tense upon Jimin’s words.
“I was ready to do whatever. I was ready to fuck you. Make your omega my bitch.”
When Jeongguk looks up to Jimin’s eyes, his eyes are completely red. It causes a shiver run down his spine, omega whining.
Before he knows, he is being lifted, and finds himself trapped against a wall and the alpha, easily carried up by a pair of strong arms. He can’t move a bit, and that’s his punishment for provoking the alpha. He is almost folded in half, given how the alpha has his legs resting against his shoulder, supporting Jimin’s waist by holding his hips only.
If Jimin was moaning before, he is full on screaming now, eyes rolled at the back of his head, drooling on himself as he is being fucked into oblivion. Jeongguk is brutal, sweat dripping down his face and his chest, glistening the straining muscles deliciously. Jimin doesn’t know the wetness on his own cheeks are caused by sweat or tears. Probably a little bit of both.
The alpha pulls out so suddenly and he clenches around nothing, hole gaping. Suddenly, he fucks into him again, knocking all the breath out of Jimin’s lungs. He does it a few more times, growling. Jeongguk is not there—only his alpha is present. Jimin doesn’t know which one he loves more.
He is close, and he knows Jeongguk is too. His knot is almost formed to its fullest as he pushes in and out.
“Jeongguk, I’m so close, knot me, please knot me…”
“Try again,” says Jeongguk, nose digging into Jimin’s neck and just staying there, inhaling.
“Please, alpha, please,” he finally says, and that’s what does for both of them—Jeongguk pushes his knot inside in one last push and Jimin comes all over their bellies, joining the alpha.
He blacks out.
Jimin doesn’t remember the rest, but when he wakes up, he is all clean, inside and out, dressed in his pajamas, cuddling up to Jeongguk. The sheets feel fresh too.
He is the bigger spoon, holding the alpha in his arms. Jeongguk is sleeping peacefully, a little pink shading his cheeks. He looks beautiful and pure. He looks happy.
Jimin decides to sleep some more, a smile on his face. He pulls Jeongguk closer to himself, wrapping his arms around him tighter.
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The next morning, he wakes up after Jeongguk, and although he is sore all over, he feels content and happy, his omega is wagging its tail inside. The alpha has two coffee mugs with him when he comes to the bedroom.
Jimin whines and complains about his nest being ruined, but Jeongguk just hands him a mug and sits next to him, too used to the grumpiness of Jimin.
“How do you feel hyung? Was I too rough last night?” he asks, looking concerned.
This Jeongguk is the one that he knows well. The sweetest young man he calls his boyfriend.
Jeongguk yesterday… was a good surprise. He can gladly get used to both of his sides.
“You didn’t do anything I don’t like, so no worries, baby,” he says with a fond smile, tucking Jeongguk’s long hair behind his ear.
“Good. I was a bit worried that I pushed you too hard.”
“I asked for it,” he says with a chuckle.
“You’re a menace,” says the guy with a pout. “And there I was, worrying over nothing.”
Jimin laughs at that, mocking his boyfriend. Although he finds it endearingly funny, he knows Jeongguk too well, so he reassures him without even being asked to.
“I will always tell you if you do anything I don’t like. I mean it.”
Jeongguk’s eyes soften, and he smiles. “Good. So will I.”
They spend some time in peaceful silence, their shoulders and legs touching on the bed, tangled together.
His scent is sweet and envelopes around them in a comforting way as usual, but now that Jimin focuses on it, he can actually smell and feel his alpha pheromones too. He doesn’t know how the hell he didn’t notice before.
“Your alpha is a lot different from you,” he comments. “But not in a bad way. I enjoyed that side of yours too much as well.”
“It took over, because I was pissed a little but also, I’ve been dying to be with you since forever. I was even courting you, but you didn’t notice.
“Really?”
“Hyung… I really wonder how come you didn’t notice it before. Whenever I am with you I always find myself almost in a pre-rut stage. I also bought you a lot of gifts and all. I was trying to court you in my own clumsy way.”
“But you never made any move on me?”
“Yeah, because I am not a knothead. I would never have the courage to risk our friendship either, I am very glad you are the one who confessed.”
Jimin smiles at him. “I am very glad too.”
He rests his head on Jeongguk’s shoulder, and enjoys spending a peaceful, lazy morning with his boyfriend, thinking he can easily do this forever.