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Jimin returns, yet again, to the full-length mirror in Hoseok’s bedroom, and looks at himself for what must be the twentieth time this morning. He gazes over his shoulder into the mirror to make sure his off white, billowy blouse is tucked into his high waisted bell bottom jeans. He turns around and leans in closer to his reflection, playing with a few locks of hair to get them into place.
In a couple of hours, he’s going to see Seokjin. And he needs to look good.
This is the moment he’s been waiting for for eighteen months, even since he woke up alone in the hotel room by the docks, shivering and feverish despite the many blankets piled on top of him. He signs and unties the bow he made with the top of the blouse, wanting to try it again so it looks just so.
“Do I have to put a sheet over that mirror?”
Jimin jumps at the teasing voice. He turns to see Hoseok, arms crossed over his chest as he leans against the door frame. “This is my room, you know. So I could just kick you out. That would guarantee you don’t keep doing…” he gestures to Jimin, then to the mirror, “...whatever this is.”
“Hoseok!” Jimin says exasperatedly. “I’m just so nervous. I couldn’t even sleep last night, and it wasn’t even because of the pup!” He goes back to the mirror and steps forward so he can better see what he’s doing with the bow. Gods, his hands are shaking.
Jimin sees his friend step into the reflection, making him startle again. He didn’t even hear Hoseok cross the room, didn’t smell his lavender scent as he came closer. Slowly, Hoseok steps in front of Jimin so he’s blocking him from the mirror. He puts his hands on his shoulders and leans forward so Jimin is forced to look at him. Hoseok smiles.
“Although I can’t know exactly what you’re feeling right now, I do know that it’s okay to be nervous about this.” Hoseok places his hands on top of Jimin’s trembling ones and gently pushes them away.
“The way I see it, there are two options,” he says as he takes the long pieces of fabric attached to the collar of Jimin’s blouse.
“Option A, the one I know you want,” Hoseok smirks as Jimin ducks his head and blushes, “is that Seokjin will accept you as his omega, accept Siwoo as his pup, and you will move into the big house. Perhaps you’ll work a little less and sleep a little more.” Jimin smiles from where he’s looking down at Hoseok’s socked feet. Of course that’s what he wants. More than he’s ever wanted anything.
Jimin feels a tug from where Hoseok ties the bow. “And then there is option B,” he states casually. Jimin looks up at him.
“Option B is that Seokjin will reject you.”
Jimin swallows.
“And,” Hoseok looks away from his finished product and right into Jimin’s eyes, “if that happens, your life will continue to go on as it does now.” Hoseok grabs the side of Jimin’s face and places a kiss on his forehead.
“If it’s option B,” he says seriously, “you will continue to live here with me and our life will stay very much the same. We will keep living as we are.” Hoseok steps back and looks at Jimin kindly. “We will continue finding joy where we can and working hard for our pups so they have a better youth than we did.”
Jimin resists the urge to look over Hoseok’s shoulder and into the mirror behind him. He wants to make sure Hoseok hasn’t messed up his hair. Instead, he sighs and looks out the window.
Hoseok is right, yet again. Jimin has been without his heart’s alpha, without Seokjin, for a year and a half. It’s been hard, the hardest time of Jimin’s life, but he’s done it. He’s made it to where he is now. With the help of Hoseok, and with the love of his pup, his life has improved as of late. He's finding peace and happiness in things he never thought he could.
But maybe Hoseok doesn’t realize just how much Jimin has been longing for Seokjin during these trying times. Jimin wakes up thinking of Seokjin, and goes to bed hopping that he will dream of him. He imagines how wonderful his scent would make him feel after a long, sleepless night with the pup, or after an overnight shift at the hospital. He longs for him. His heart aches for him. If after all these months of yearning, of hoping and wishing and praying to the gods his alpha will return to him healthy and happy… what will he do if Seokjin doesn’t want him?
Jimin doesn’t want to think about how devastating it would be to put the broken pieces of his heart back together by himself.
Hoseok extends a hand. Jimin looks down at it and nods. They gently rub their wrists together, releasing some of each other's scents into the room, Hoseok’s lovely lavender mixing with Jimin’s own geranium. It’s a calming combination. He breathes in deeply and feels a little better, a little lighter.
Jimin smiles shyly as they interlock fingers and exit the room hand and hand. He doesn’t look back into the mirror.
They walk through the kitchen and into the living room, where their pups are playing. Although he’s interacted with them both multiple times this morning as he’s gotten himself ready for this monumental day, seeing the pups never fails to put a smile on his face.
Sua, Hoseok’s three-year-old, is squatting on the floor as she plays with her Little People zoo set. Like Jimin has requested, she’s keeping the small pieces far away from little Siwoo, who's lying on his blanket next to her. She was even kind enough to give Siwoo one of the plastic cars to play with, which for a nine month old means chewing and drooling on it.
Sua looks up as the omegas enter the room and jumps to her feet.
“Min-Min!” she looks around until she spots her most prized possession, her book of fairy tales. “Can you please read Sleeping Beauty? I think Woo-Woo really wants to hear it.”
Jimin giggles as he slowly, so as not to wrinkle his shirt, kneels on the ground. “Oh really? Woo-Woo is the one who wants to hear the story?”
The girl nods. “Oh yes. He really wants to hear it. And we have to give the baby everything he wants.” She turns to the pup, who has rolled himself over to his belly. He is trying hard to pull himself forward, but accidentally keeps pushing himself backwards instead.
“Isn’t that right, my widdle pup-pup Woo-Woo?” Sua says to him in her baby voice. Siwoo smiles at the sound, and tries even harder to push himself up on extended arms… just to push himself back so far that his little legs get stuck under the couch.
As Siwoo begins to complain, Hoseok swoops in and picks him up with a chuckle. “You’ll get it soon, little one,” he reassures the pup as he places him on his hip. “Su-Su, Jimin has to go now, so he can’t read a story to you, but I can.”
Sua shakes her head. “Min-Min reads it better! He does the funny voices.”
Hoseok looks at his daughter in mock offense as Jimin giggles into his palm. Sua turns to look at Jimin imploringly. “Do you have to go? Really?” Jimin nods.
“Are you going to work?” She looks out the window. “But it’s the daytime!”
Jimin shakes his head. “No, I’m not going to work. I’m going to the docks in the city to... um, pick up your uncles and bring them back to their house.”
“Oh!” Sua starts bouncing on his toes. “You mean Uncle Tae-Tae? And Uncle Seok-Seok?” Jimin nods again, ignoring the flutter in his belly when he thinks of Seokjin.
“And we,” Hoseok starts as he walks closer to Sua, “have the important job of opening their house up for them. That’s why Jimin is going on his own and you’re staying here with me and the baby.” Both Hoseok and Jimin know that’s not the real reason why Jimin wants to make this trip alone, but they don’t need to tell Sua that.
Hoseok motions to the door. “Lets go get our shoes on head over, okay?”
Sua places her well-loved book back on the floor as she nods enthusiastically. She runs over and plops down to pull her shoes on.
“Ready!” Sua shouts. She stands up and throws open the door before skipping out into the warm spring day.
Hoseok extended Siwoo toward Jimin. “Say goodbye to your son,” Hoseok says as he passes the baby to him, “and just go already. No need to delay this any further.” Hoseok raises an eyebrow at his friend before sliding on his sandals and exiting the guest house to follow Sua.
Jimin turns his attention to the pup in his arms, his beloved little boy. He kisses Siwoo’s forehead as he walks into their shared bedroom. He looks at Seokjin's corduroy jacket from where it hangs on the pack of a wooden chair. Jimin had found it laid out on top of the blankets, like a shield protecting him from the bitter December morning all those months ago in the hotel room. It’s Seokjin's favorite article of clothing. When Jimin closes his eyes and pictures the alpha, he’s always wearing it.
The fact that Seokjin left it for him, left it on him the morning that he had to leave… It's what’s been giving Jimin hope that maybe, just maybe, his feelings aren't one sided. That maybe Seokjin feels the same way.
He grabs the jacket before he can second guess himself and heads out of the guest house, closing the door gently behind him.
“No matter what happens today,” he whispers to Siwoo as he walks toward the main house, “no matter what your other dad says when I see him, I will always love you. I will make sure that you never, ever feel unloved. Not for one second.”
Jimin nods firmly and plants one more kiss on Siwoo’s chubby cheek before lightly scenting him with his nose. The baby doesn’t respond, he just continues to play with the lapels on Seokjin’s jacket, attempting to pull one into his mouth. Jimin smiles at him before he looks out to the horizon, at the winding road ahead of him that leads to Kim city, and eventually, the docks.
****
When Jimin first arrived at the Isle of Jin three years ago in 1971, he had high hopes for his future. Out of all the islands in the large archipelago known simply as “The Isles,” the Isle of Jin had been known for being the most progressive.
Jimin was born and raised on the Isle of Jay, known for its fertile lands, farming culture, and traditional ways. Jimin, the omega son to a fourth generation farmer, was expected to do as all omegas from Jay do: find an alpha mate at 18, pump out pup after pup, and be in charge of the homestead day in and day out as his mate worked the fields. It’s what his mother had done before him, and his grandfather before her. Jimin's younger alpha brother would work the farm and eventually inherit it, and the tradition would continue.
But Jimin wanted nothing to do with that life. He rejected the long standing traditions of Jay. Jimin gagged at the thought of being forced to mate a pig-headed alpha and have their pups. He wanted to go to college, wanted to hold a job and make a living for himself. He wanted to be in charge of his own life. The world was changing, the new era of the 70s meant freedom and hope and power, and Jimin wanted to be a part of that change. That’s why he ran away from home the day after he graduated from his too small, too suffocating secondary school.
That night, he cleared the table after dinner like he always did, washed the dishes, cleaned the kitchen, scrubbed by hand his father’s and his brother's work clothes, hung them out to dry in the line, and slipped into his bedroom. But instead of saying his prayers and going to bed like a good little omega, Jimin changed into clothing that was against the law for omegas in Jay to wear.
All his life Jimin, he was forced to wear long skirts or dresses that covered his legs, and long sleeved blouses with a neck line so high that it touched his ears, even in the hottest of months. But not tonight. One that fateful December night, Jimin donned several pairs of long underwear topped off with sturdy denim pants. He put on so many layers of shirts that it was hard for him to move his arms, then topped it off with his brother's favorite leather coat Jimin had made for him a few years back, before he presented as alpha and had started treating Jimin like dirt.
The layers were necessary not only because of the chilly night, but also to mask his unique omega scent from anyone he was to encounter on his journey. With some difficulty, he pulled on four pairs of socks and laced up his father’s old work boots. He slung his bag over his shoulder, and without so much as looking back, climbed out the window and ran into the freezing night.
For as dangerous as this journey was for an omega, Jimin felt alive for the first time in his life. He was finally leaving behind the years of mistreatment from his father, the constant belittlement from his brother, the disappointed looks from his mother, and the teasing from his classmates for being the weird omega, the one with his head stuck in the clouds, who thinks too much for his own good. He was venturing out on his own, and it was thrilling.
He walked several miles through the dark of the night towards the docks, located on the outskirts of his small village. He snuck onto a fishing vessel that was to make its way to his haven: The Isle of Jin. He spent a few nauseous days at sea, hiding away in one of the storage areas that smelt so heavily of dead fish, Jimin wondered if the stench would ever leave his nose. The boat stopped first at the Isle of Jan, then Isle of Jeon. Finally, on Jimin’s seventh day in hiding, when he started to worry because he had just finished off the last of his fresh water, they made landfall on Jin.
After nightfall, when Jimin was sure all the workers of the boat had left, he stealthy climbed up on the deck, and gasped in surprise at what he saw. Tall buildings, street lamps, crowded sidewalks, zooming cars… this island had it all. The Isle of Jin is the biggest in the archipelago. It has a proper city, Kim City, and Jimin was looking right at it. As he glanced around the docks, his eyes widened in shock. They had to be at least ten times the size of the docks of his own village.
The Isle of Jin holds the biggest naval base in all The Isles. Being an island nation, The Isles depend heavily on their navy for self defense. One of the few laws that pertain to all island in the archipelago is that every alpha between the ages of 18 and 28 is required to serve in the navy for a minimum of eighteen months. After that, some choose to continue their time in the navy, enjoying life at sea and honored to serve their nation.
Honestly though, Jimin always thought the law was so stupid. There are so many citizens of The Isles that want to serve voluntarily, that make a career of it. So why do people who don’t want to, have to? And why is it only alphas that have to serve? Why can betas or omegas serve in the navy as well? Omegas can do a whole lot more than maintain the household and push out pups, thank you very much. Jimin knew for a fact that he would be a great asset to the Isles’ Navy if he was allowed to serve. That was another reason he was drawn towards the progressive Isle of Jin. A few years back, the island’s government passed a law that made it mandatory for betas to serve as well. That was one step closer for omegas, too.
Shivering but smiley, Jimin walked through the wooden maze of the docks of Kim city, eyes as wide as saucers as he stared at the multi-story buildings in the distance. Here, on the Isle of Jin, he was allowed to wear pants, allowed to walk around freely without a chaperone. For the first time in Jimin’s life, he felt like he could be himself.
For the next six months, Jimin worked harder than he ever had. Even with his life savings in his backpack, Jimin couldn’t afford an apartment in Kim City. He stayed at an omega-only shelter and picked up whatever odd jobs he could- waiting tables in restaurants, managing the cash register at the corner store, cleaning office buildings after hours- anything he could to make a dollar. And all the while, he studied for the nursing school entrance exams.
Although Jin is the most progressive Isle, with more rights for omegas than any other island, omegas are still regulated to a handful of jobs: nursing, teaching, and secretarial work being the biggest fields. Science was always Jimin's favorite subject in school, and even though he was confident he could even be a doctor, nursing was the only path for him at the moment.
When Jimin passed the entrance exam and made it into nursing school, he cried. He was so happy. His dreams were coming true, one by one, and now he could dream even bigger. Jimin wanted to own an apartment in a high rise. He wanted to be a nurse at the naval hospital, the most competitive hospital on the island. He wanted to date, wanted to be with whomever he chose. More than anything, Jimin wanted to be his own man, his own omega, live his life for himself and no one else.
On his first day of nursing school, Jimin met his first real friend. Growing up as the quirky pup in a small town meant no one wanted to be seen with him. All he had was his little brother, and after he presented, Jimin had no one. But here, on the first day of nursing school, Jimin met Taehyung, a beta who had the most eccentric personality Jimin had ever met. The two became inseparable, working and studying in Jimin’s dorm or around their small campus. Taehyung was fascinated by Jimin’s life, by what he went through, and Jimin couldn’t stop listening to Taehyung talk about his own.
Taehyung lives about an hour drive outside of Kim city, on his family’s small residence, with his older brother. Taehyung’s whole family were sailors. Generation after generation served in the Isles' Navy until they retired or were lost at sea, which is exactly what happened to Taehyung’s beta parents when he was 10. He and his brother were sent to live with their uncle and cousin in the country. Taehyung doesn’t speak much about them, and when he does, Jimin can tell they were not very kind to the beta.
However, Taehyung always spoke very highly of his older brother, Seokjin.
When their uncle died a couple of years ago, and the last family member, their cousin, was lost at sea after an unexpected storm, leaving behind his pregnant omega mate, Seokjin had a radical idea. What if Taehyung and he… didn’t dedicate their life to serving in their nation's navy? What if they did what they wanted, were their own men, and lived their lives for themselves and no one else?
Jimin liked Seokjin even before he met him.
That’s why Taehyung was in nursing school, pursuing a typically omegan career path. It’s what he wanted to do. Seokjin had gone to school for engineering and now works for the navy, but as a mechanic on their ships, not an admiral of a fleet.
After the first year of nursing school, when there was a short month-long break between semesters, Taehyung begged Jimin to stay with him at his house. Jimin was more than willing to accept, needing to get out of the dorms and off their campus for a while. He hadn’t left the city for nearly two years at that point, and even though he would never admit it out loud, he did occasionally miss the peacefulness of the countryside.
It was the first time Jimin had even been in a car when Taehyung picked him up after his last final. He drove them out of the city and into the suburbs, then through rolling fields of wheat and corn and grass until they arrived at the family residence.
And that’s where Jimin met Seokjin for the first time. He will never forget the way his breath caught in his throat when Seokjin opened the doors to the main house and greeted the omega with a smile before offering to take his jacket. Seokjin was handsome, more handsome than anyone Jimin had ever seen, even more than models in magazines. He had full lips, wide shoulders, a rich cedarwood scent, and a stunning smile. And on top of that, he was kind and polite.
For Jimin, it was love at first sight.
As he spent the month-long break living with the brothers on their residence, Jimin fell hard for the alpha. Seokjin did most of the cooking, even after a long day of working in the naval yards. He never expected Jimin to do any of the cleaning, any mending of his work clothes, any laundry. He treated Jimin like a guest. He treated Jimin like he was special.
When Seokjin found out Jimin had grown up playing the piano, he brought him to their baby grand in the study and asked him if there was any sheet music he wanted him to get. He introduced Jimin to the library and recommended his favorite books to read so the two of them could discuss them, if Jimin wanted. He laughed and cooed at Jimin’s excitement when he showed the omega their in-home washer and dryer, because Jimin had only even seen ones in the laundromat down the street from his dorm, and they were much too expensive for him to use. Seokjin began teaching a very nervous Jimin how to drive. When Jimin had stalled the car for the seventh time, five minutes into their first lesson, Seokjin only smiled and shook his head fondly.
When Jimin and Taehying entered their second and final year of nursing school, Jimin would join the brothers at their home whenever he could. Taehyung was more than happy to have Jimin over to study and hang out. Sometimes he would give Jimin a knowing smile when the omega would talkabout Seokjin, but he never asked Jimin about it.
And Jimin never said anything. He never spoke the truth he knew was in his heart: that he was hopelessly, desperately in love with his best friend's older alpha brother. That if Seokjin asked him to jump, Jimin would ask him how high. That on nights when his roommate was visiting her parents, Jimin would chant Seokjin’s name like a prayer as he touched himself, as the pleasure coursed through his body, as he made himself come again, and again, and again.
But Jimin was too afraid to say anything. Seokjin was the perfect alpha. There is no way he would want some poor country bumpkin omega like Jimin. He didn’t want to face the inevitable rejection from Seokjin, who probably saw him as a little brother and nothing more. So Jimin kept the feelings locked away in his heart and didn’t act on them.
That is, until the night before Seokjin’s mandatory naval service began.
Exactly one month after Jimin and Taehying graduated nursing school, both brothers were scheduled to begin their service. Even though Taehyung was seven years younger than Seokjin and had plenty of time to enlist, he couldn’t even fathom the idea of being away from his brother for that long. So they were doing it together.
The day before they left, Jimin and Taehyung spent the day with each other. They walked about the city, went window shopping, tried on clothes at the upscale boutiques, and chatted in a cafe with fancy coffee drinks in their hands. Jimin, who had graduated top of his class and began working at the naval hospital the day after their graduation ceremony, was so excited to spend his own hard earned money on himself and his friend. It was a lovely day, and he knew he would hold onto those memories for a long time.
They ended the day by returning to the naval hotel by the docks. It was a large hotel that any sailor was expected to stay at when on shore. As soon-to-be sailors, everyone enlisting tomorrow was required to stay there that night as well. Jimn left Taehyung’s room with a lingering hug and a promise to greet him back here in exactly a year and half from today, on June 14th, 1976. When Jimin closed the door to Taehying’s room, he wasn’t ready to leave. He didn't know exactly what he wanted to do, but he knew he needed to do something. So Jimin took a deep breath and walked down the hall to Seokjin’s room.
The second Seokjin opened the door, he smiled so brightly that Jimin's knees buckled. He gladly invited him in, and they shared a few bottles of soju. They talked and joked and laughed late into the night. The alcohol made Jimin bold, so as he got up to leave, he hugged Seokjin. When the alpha’s arms came up to reciprocate the embrace, Jimin buried his face right in Seokjin’s neck and scented him. Jimin needed his scent on him; he was going to miss him so much it hurt.
To the omega's absolute delight, Seokjin immediately began scenting him back. Jimin shivered and bared his neck when Seokjin nipped at his scent gland. The smell of fresh geranium began filling the room, and a few licks later the floral scent turned a bit wild, alerting Seokjin that the omega was aroused. Seokjin didn’t pause for a moment before he began kissing and biting and sucking on his neck. All Jimin could do was throw his head back and moan.
It was frantic after that, the soju making it all feel a little hazy. He remembers the tugging of clothing, the tumbling into the bed, the touching and kissing and fucking. Jimin was on his stomach, pinned down by Seokjin’s body as he took his first knot. He came while biting a pillow to muffle his screams, eyes screwed shut in pleasure as Seokjin spilled his seed deep inside him. It was the most intense orgasim of his life. As Jimin drifted off to sleep, Seokjin’s knot connecting them together so intimately, Jimin thought it was the best dream he ever had.
When Jimin awoke the next morning, the alpha was gone. He had left, the naval vessel barely visible from the window in the hotel room, without saying goodbye. Jimin watched from the window until the ship disappeared, clutching onto Seokjin's beloved corduroy jacket like a lifeline as he tried his best to hold back his tears.
Jimin remembers he woke up feeling feverish. At first he thought it was the alcohol and brushed it off. It wasn’t until he was in the shower, scrubbing Seokjin’s come out from between his legs, that he realized he was actually in pre-heat. He wrapped a hotel towel around his neck and held on tight to the jacket as he nearly sprinted back to his apartment.
After his heat, Jimin tried not to think about Seokjin. He tried to move on. He felt tired and sad and nauseous all the time, and at first he thought that was from missing his best friend and missing his heart’s alpha. It was extremely rare to get pregnant during pre-heat, so that thought didn't even cross his mind. Instead, Jimin tried to see other people, tried to make other friends at work or in his neighborhood. But something didn’t feel right.
It wasn’t until five months after his night with Seokjin, when he woke up one morning with swollen ankles and couldn’t pull his scrub pants up over his abdomen, that he realized something was off. He was able to get an appointment with a midwife at the hospital the next day. Jimin was in absolute shock when he found out he was very pregnant, and more than half way through.
That was also the day he also found out that the Isle of Jin was not as progressive as he originally thought.
Apparently, if you are an unmated omega in Kim city, you are praised for your independence. You are treated with respect and cheered on by others in the community. You are allowed to live and grow and dream. But if you are a pregnant unmated omega in the big city, you are shamed for your poor choices. You are shunned, and you are no longer allowed to have those dreams.
When Jimin could no longer hide his swollen belly, his landlord told him he had two weeks to find alternative housing, because she didn’t want “his kind” in her building. He was let go of his position at the hospital for being “unable to perform his duties.” He felt unsafe on the streets, the feeling of unwanted eyes on him wherever he went.
With no job, nowhere to live, and a pup on the way, Jimin became desperate. The day he was to be evicted from his apartment, he frantically packed up his belongings and took the public transit to the edge of the city, before walking through the suburbs and over the rolling hills to Taehyung and Seokjin’s residence. He didn’t know where else to go, and thought he could stay in his friends’ empty house for a while, until he got back on his feet.
It was well past midnight when Jimin’s exhausted body made its way up the gravel driveway to the house. Jimin remembers how he burst into tears when he tried to open every last door and window, only to find everything locked up tight. He collapsed to his knees and wailed into the night. The mournful noise that woke up an omega named Hoseok from his restless sleep in the guest house on the residence. Jimin had forgotten, but Taehyung had mentioned that their cousin- the mean one who had been lost at sea- that his omega partner and pup would be moving into the residence to keep an eye on everything when they were gone.
What a sight Jimin must have been when Hoseok ventured out of his house, frying pan in hand to fight off the trespassers. He found Jimin kneeling in the grass with a bulging belly, dirt and mud splattered up and down his legs, blistered and bleeding feet, crying so hard he couldn’t speak, felt like he couldn’t even breathe.
No questions asked, Hoseok took Jimin in. He drew a bath for him and cleaned his wounds. He made Jimin a hearty stew and listened to the whole story from start to finish, his soothing lavender scent wafting over Jimin as he poured his broken little heart out to this complete stranger. Hoseok’s sympathetic eyes and a breathtaking smile made it easier for him to confess. He happily offered for Jimin to stay with him and his pup as long as he needed, which just made Jimin cry harder.
Hoseok was a modern omega through and through. He was born and raised on the Isle of Jin, hailing from the second largest city on the island, Min City, for most of his life. The taboo of being a single, unmated omega parent is stronger on this island than any of the others in the archipelago, Hoseok had told him. Being mated and abandoned, like Hoseok was when his mate was lost, wasn’t much better. But Hoseok was strong, stronger than anyone Jimin had ever met.
With Hoseok’s help, he made it through, made it to where he is now. Hoseok knew of a midwife that would come to the home, a single omega parent herself, who helped deliver Siwoo when the time came. When Jimin got a part time job working weekends overnight at the tiny rural hospital several miles away, Hoseok happily agreed to watch Siwoo, and in turn Jimin watched both children during the day when Hoseok started working again as a teacher in the elementary school in town.
Jimin shakes his head and blinks back to the present moment. He honestly doesn’t know where he would be without Hoseok. He shivers at the thought of the terrible possibilities, pulling the corduroy jacket more closely around him.
Two betas run by, and one of them jostles his shoulder, pulling Jimin out of his thoughts. He takes a breath of sea air in through his nose and holds it deep in his lungs. That’s the past, and right now, more than ever. He needs to focus on the present. He releases the breath.
The naval vessel is getting closer. It had been but a speck on the horizon when Jimin first got to the docks. Now, it’s only a few hundred yards away, ready to dock at any time.
Jimin nods once. It’s now or never. It’s time to face what he has been thinking about every day for the last eighteen months.
It’s time for Seokjin to come home.
****
By the time the enormous ship has dropped anchor in the harbor, there are so many people crowded around its dock that Jimin can’t see over the tops of their heads. There have to be about 200 alphas and betas who will be discharged from their service today, and it seems that all of their friends and families are here to welcome them home. Jimin weaves his through the crowd. He spies a pile of wooden pallets a little further away, next to an empty docking station, and climbs onto them.
Soon, the sailors begin to exit the ship, dressed in their naval uniforms. Most are wearing all white with a navy blue neckerchief, dixie cup hat, and shining black leather boots. Some are wearing all khaki or all navy uniforms with matching side caps. Even fewer still wear the full uniform of the naval officers, with white pants and a crisp blue jacket.
And that is when Jimin sees him.
Seokjin looks like a vision, standing on the deck of the ship as he looks over the railings. He is dressed in a royal blue suit jacket and pleated white pants. His right sleeve is embellished with white stripes and the blue lapels of the suit jacket are filled with intricate metals and pins. Both decorations indicate the merits he earned during his enlistment. The double silver buttons which line the front of the jacket gleam in the sunlight. A white mariner's cap with an embroidered gold and black crest of The Isles adorns his head like a halo.
Seokjin slowly scans the crowd, staring to his right and he descends the gangplank. He has a small bag slung over his shoulder, holding what few possessions he was allowed to bring with him for those many months at sea. Jimin sees his face fall as he gets to the end of the ramp, unable to find what he was looking for.
Almost as an afterthought, he turns toward the empty docks Jimin is perched next to. Jimin can see him full on now. He has a blue belt cinched around his waist that accentuates his slim build, and makes his shoulders appear even broader. It takes him a few seconds before he spots Jimin, standing alone on top of the palates, sun shining down from its position high in the cloudless sky. Seokjin’s lips part as he and Jimin lock eyes. Jimin swears his heart stops beating.
Many things have changed in Jimin’s life since Seokjin went away, but his feelings for him have remained the same. He is still so in love with this gorgeous alpha, maybe even more than before, if that’s even possible.
They stare at each other as the crowd around them mills about. Jimin doesn’t notice any other people. All he can see is Seokjin’s beautiful, kind eyes as they gaze back into his own.
“JIMINIE!”
The spell is broken when Taehyung runs down the gangplank, knocking into Seokjin on his way as he runs as fast as he can through the crowd. Jimin is loath to tear his eyes away from his heart’s alpha, but Taehyung all but tugs him down from his perch and pulls him into a bone crushing hug.
“I missed you so much, Jimin! So, so much! Seokjinie did too. We have so much to tell you!” Taehyung yells into his ear as he spins them in a circle and jumps up and down.
Jimin giggles at his best friend’s warm reception. He thought a lot about Taehyung too while he was away. Those early months before he knew he was pregnant, when he was sad and alone and trying to move on, he longed for Taehyung’s warm hugs and soothing voice. He’s so happy his friend is back.
Taehyung releases him, but keeps his hands on Jimin’s shoulders as he grins. Taehyung looks tan, especially in contrast to his all white sailors uniform. He has a red cross embroidered onto his chest, indicating his rank as a naval medic.
“And I’m sure you have so much to share! I can’t wait to hear all about your job, about the hospital! Oo, did you manage to score that condominium by the bay you were dreaming of?” Taehyung smiles brightly as he gazes down at Jimin, no idea how much his simple questions sting. Jimin’s current dreams are so far removed from the ones he had last time he saw his friend. What will Taehyung even think of him now?
As Jimin gapes at him, thinking of what to say, Taehyung just laughs and goes in for another hug.
“It’s overwhelming, right? How much time has passed? How much we’ve grown without each other?”
Jimin bites his lips and nods.
Taehyung shakes his head. “But that’s okay, Jiminie. You’re still you, and I’m still me, and I can’t wait to get to know you again, and learn about all the amazing things you’ve accomplished.”
Jimin hides his face in his friend’s chest and squeezes him tightly, trying hard to fight back the tears and keep his scent under control. He nods again and just lets himself have this moment. He is so grateful that Taehyung is who he is. He’s so thankful his friend is back again, happy and healthy.
Taehyung holds Jimin as he composes himself. As a beta, Taehyung can’t smell his distress, so Jimin takes all the time he needs to calm his emotions before slowly pulling back and smiling at his friend. His eyes quickly dart to the handsome figure behind the beta. Seokjin’s eyebrows are furrowed as he studies at Jimin. Taehyung looks back before turning to smirk at Jimin.
“I have to go grab my bag. I’ll give you two some alone time,” Taehyung says with a wink before he’s taking off again toward the ship.
Neither Seokjin nor Jimin move, they just keep staring at each other. Jimin focuses on his breath, and his scent must be more even now because the crease between Seokjin’s eyebrows smooths out.
“You, um…” Seokjin clears his throat. “Uh, you look… y-you have my… jacket.” Seokjin gestures to the garment. Jimin nods quickly.
“Y-yes. I, umm, r-really appreciated that you left it and I… um, well it’s been…” Jimin has rehearsed what he wanted to say to Seokjin upon their reunion, over and over again in his head. But now that Seokjin is here in the flesh, his speech goes out the window. He inhales deeply.
“Seokjin, I have-”
“Look, Jimin-”
They both stop. Seokjin cleaners his throat again and looks down. Jimin gives a little smile at the awkward silence. It seems as though they both need help finding their words
“You can go first,” he tells the alpha.
Seokjin nods. “I’m sorry about the night before I left. I-,” he sighs, “I regret the way it all happened.”
Jimin’s blood runs cold.
“I regret how I acted,” Seokjin continues, unaware of Jimin’s mounting panic, “and I was just hoping that maybe we could um… try-” he gestures stiffly between Jimin and himself, “this, again?”
Jimin swallows. His throat feels too dry. His biggest fear is coming true.
Seokjin, stands a bit taller, a bit more assured with what he’s saying now that he’s started. “Yeah. That’s what I want.” He nods. “That’s what I’ve been thinking about, for a while now. I want to start over again, with you. I want to forget that night, forget about what happened and just… start fresh.” He smiles so sweetly at Jimin. Jimin has to do everything in his power not to collapse in a heap on the ground.
“How does that sound?” Seokjin asks tentatively. He looks so hopeful.
Even if Jimin wanted to- and he does not, in any way, want to forget the night they spent together- he can’t. The little pup waiting for him back home won’t let him forget about the past, not for one second.
Jimin doesn’t know how to answer, isn’t sure what to say. He wordlessly slips the coat off his delicate frame. He misses the way Seokijn’s eyes sweep over his body as he reveals the cream colored blouse tucked into the waist in his jeans. He extends the jacket out to its rightful owner and casts his eyes down at the ground before nodding.
Seokjin looks at the jacket, eyes going wide. “Oh, no. No, I didn’t mean-”
“Let’s go home!” Taehyung shouts as he skips over to the two, duffle bag swung over his shoulder. “Jimin, do you want to catch a cab with us back to the… house?” The smile falls from his face as he looks between Jimin and Seokjin. Jimin pushes the jacket against Seokjin’s chest, forcing him to grab it. He tries to smile at Taehyung, who is glaring at Seokjin with an exasperated expression. Jimin grabs his friend’s hand and pulls him through the crowd.
“I drove here actually,” Jimin says when he finally finds his voice. “In Hoseokie’s car.”
“What!? You got your license?” Taehyung exclaims. “And... you know Hoseok?”
“Hoseok is the one who taught me how to drive, so yes, I, uh… know him. I… live with him, actually.” Jimin looks over his shoulder and sees a confused expression on the beta’s face. Jimin pulls him through the crowds and towards the street where he had parked the car at a meter.
“You are right, Taehyungie,” Jimin says softly. “Much has changed since you enlisted. You’ll see when we get to the house. I’ll explain more there. But please,” he looks at his friend and tries to give him a genuine smile. “I want you to go first. I’ll drive us back, and you tell me about your adventures, okay?” Taehyung presses his lips together and nods.
When they arrive at the car, Jimin unlocks it and opens the trunk so the brothers can load up their bags. He avoids Seokjin’s eyes as he turns around and hastily climbs into the driver's seat before closing the door. He needs a few moments to center himself before Seokjin gets in the car.
His heart’s alpha doesn’t want him in the same way that Jimin does. He just made that very clear. He wants to start over. He wants to forget. And although Jimin cannot do that, he needs to accept it at the very least.
After several minutes, Taehyung opens the passenger side door and steps into the car. Jimin looks down at his lap when Seokjin quietly gets situated in the back. He’s still holding onto the corduroy jacket.
“Alright, Jiminie!” Taehyung chirps. “Let’s see your amazing driving skills!”
Jimin nods and turns the ignition. He tries to smile and laugh as Taehyung squeals and cheers at Jimin’s not too shabby driving abilities. Once they are on the outskirts of the city, Taehyung starts launching into a story, one from the early days of their enlistment when they were still considered trainees. Jimin does his best to attend to his friend’s tale. He tries to not look in the rear view mirror even though he feels Seokjin staring at him.
For his part, Taehyung does a wonderful job passing the time during the drive out to the residence. Jimin engages with him when appropriate, asking questions and even giggling a little at some of the training mistakes Taehyung went through in the beginning. Seokjin is silent in the back.
All too soon, Jimin drives up and over the last little hill and pulls into the driveway. Before he can gather his thoughts to prepare the brothers for what they are about to see, Sua comes flying out of the main house.
“Min-Min’s back!” She yells, arms stretched out over her head. “Papa! He brought the uncles!” Sua turns to inform Hoseok, who steps out of the house with Siwoo on his hip.
“I didn’t know Hoseok had two pups,” Taehyung says as he opens the door and steps out of the car.
“He doesn’t-” Jimin starts, but is cut off when Taehying shuts the door. He waves to Hoseok with both arms, then starts walking toward him.
“Jimin,” Seokjin says slowly. Jimin doesn't turn to look at him. After a pause, Seokjin continues. “Whose baby is that?”
Jimin glances up at him and swallows. His throat is too tight. He can’t do this.
Jimin throws open the door and practically runs over to Hoseok. Sua intercepts Jimin on the way over, stretching her little arms out so Jimin will pick her up. They catch up to Taehyung, who is bending down slightly to get on eye level with Siwoo. The baby looks back at Taehyung with a serious, uncertain expression on his face. And in spite of all the pain Jimin is feeling right now in his heart, he smiles. He loves his son so much.
“And who is this adorable babe?” Taehyung asks in a high pitched, silly voice. He reaches out to hold on to Siwoo’s hand and shakes it a few times. Siwoo blinks.
“Your nephew!” Hoseok answers easily with a warm smile. Taehyung freezes.
“My…” he pulls his hand back and straightens up immediately before turning his head to stare at Jimin.
“You must mean my cousin.” The statement is directed at Hoseok, but the beta stares at Jimin as he speaks.
Hoseok shakes his head as he takes a few steps towards Jimin. They trade children. Jimin cradles Siwoo in his arms.
“Nope. This is indeed your nephew,” Hoseok clarifies. He looks over Jimin's shoulder. “Just look at the family resemblance.”
“Jimin.”
Jimin startles a little before slowly turning around to face Seokjin. He’s standing only a few feet from him, lips parted and arms hanging helplessly by his side. He looks at the pup in Jimin’s arms. “Who’s baby is that?” he repeats
Jimin licks his lips. He casts his gaze down towards Seokjin’s leather boots.
“Mine,” he answers, voice wavering.
A pause. Jimin watches the shining leather boots take one, two steps closer. “And… who is the baby’s beta? Or… alpha?” Seokjin asks slowly, sounding uncertain.
Jimin squeezes his eyes shut and exhales through his nose. He raises his chin and looks into Seokjin’s large brown eyes.
“The only alpha I’ve ever spent the night with,” he answers, voice barely above a whisper.
Seokjin inhales sharply and takes a step back. He stares at Jimin with wide eyes before fixing his same shocked expression at Siwoo. Jimin looks down again. What a disaster. Seokjin rejected him immediately upon his return back to the island, he wants to forget about the night that turned them both into parents, and judging by his reaction, he now sees Jimin the same as everyone else on the Isle, as a repulsive, unmated omega parent who’s not worth-
Jimin gasps when he is enveloped in a hug. Strong arms circle around him and Siwoo and pull them in close. Jimin’s face comes in contact with the sturdy material of Seokjin’s uniform. He feels the vibrations in Seokjin’s chest as he speaks softly. “Jimin, oh Jimin. My amazing omega. My Jimin…”
Jimin melts into his embrace. Siwoo seems content, enveloped in the scents of his parents, the cedarwood and the geranium mixing together the longer Seokjin holds onto them.
“Wait, what?!” Taehyung’s loud voice snaps the little family out of their momentary peace. Jimin jumps back when Siwoo makes a distressed noise. Seokjin stays rooted in place. He continues gazing at them both, eyes shining and lips parted in disbelief.
“You… knotted him?” Taehyung hisses at his brother as he steps closer. Seokjin finally tears his eyes away from his omega and child to look at his brother. He swallows.
“You… you son of a bitch. You did!” Taehyung pushes his shoulder. Seokjin stumbles backwards.
“So all this time on that god damn boat, when you were whining over how much you missed Jimin and how much you loved him and complaining about how stupid you’d been this whole fucking time and how you regretted leaving him the way you did and how you hope he’ll give you a second chance and asking for my advice on what to do…” Taehyung steps forward and pushes him again. “You left out the crucial fact that you had fucked him? And knocked him up?” Taehyung rolls up the sleeves of his white uniform, hands clenching into fists. “You- you… irresponsible, selfish, macho alpha. I’ll kick your-”
Taehyung cuts himself off with a yelp as Hoseok grabs him by the ear and drags him away from his brother. “Let’s have a talk, Tae-Tae, about the kind of language that is appropriate to use around small, impressionable pups…” he says as he pinched the beta's ear even tighter. Taehyung whimpers and stumbles as he tries to follow after Hoseok and his death grip, Sua giggling before skipping after them and into the guest house.
Jimin returns his attention to Seokjin, who is already looking back at Jimin imploringly.
“Can… can I… hold…?” Seokjin tries to get the words out, motioning to the baby.
Jimin nods and hands the pup over. Seokjin takes him so, so carefully.
“This is Siwoo, your… your son, Seokjin.”
Siwoo seems fine in the alphas arms. He sees the shiny, big buttons on Seokjin’s uniform and tries to reach for one, little legs kicking in excitement.
“My son,” Seokjin says in awe. He stares at the baby for a moment before closing his eyes and pulling him in close. He scents him lightly, rubbing his nose on the top of his head before bringing a hand up to wipe at his eyes. Jimin watches as Seokjin begins to cry, small sniffles at first, but eventually they turn into sobs so big his shoulders start to shake.
Jimin steps forward and gently removes a squirmy Siwoo from Seokjin’s trembling arms. He shifts the pup to his hip and takes one of Seokijn’s hand on his own before walking them into the main house.
As soon as they step inside, Jimin spots a blanket Hoseok set up on the floor in the study. There are a few wooden toys scattered about, likely used to keep Sua and Siwoo entertained when Hoseok was getting the house ready. He quickly deposits Siwoo on the floor and hands him a wooden train. He squeals happily and immediately brings it to his mouth.
Still hand in hand, Jimin guides himself and Seokjin to one of the red velvet couches in the room. He positions himself so they are facing each other, knees pressed together, and takes hold of Seokjin’s other hand. Seokjin squeezes them tightly, head bowed as he continues to cry.
Jimin’s stubborn heart is beating too quickly as he thinks of the way Seokjin just hugged him, of his reaction to their son, of Taehyung’s words as he scolded his brother, of the look on Seokjin face when he realized all that had happened in his absence.
Eventually, Seokjin calms down. He pulls a handkerchief out from his back pocket and cleans his face. He takes in a shaky breath before he looks into Jimin’s eyes.
“Tell me everything, Jimin. Tell me everything that's happened since I went away.” Seokjin pleads as he interlaces their fingers together. “Please.”
Jimin does. He tells him about the pre-heat, the unexpected pregnancy, and the way he was treated. He tells him about how scared he was, and about Hoseok’s kindness in his darkest moments. He tells his alpha about the birth, about those first few months when Siwoo was so small and so sweet. He updates him on his new job, on the parenting and working schedule he shares with Hoseok.
And he tells him about his feelings, from the first day he laid eyes on Seokjin until this morning.
“And I understand that you don’t feel the same about me,” Jimin heaves a sigh and turns his attention towards Siwoo, rolling around the floor as he tries to bring his toes to his mouth, socks ripped off and discarded to his side. “That you want to forget about this-”
“No,” Seokjin says sternly, leaning forward. “No, Jimin, that’s not what- I didn’t know- I wasn’t sure if- ugh!” Seokjin deflates as he looks down at his lap.
Jimin looks away as well. He mentally prepares himself for Seokjin’s full explanation of why he doesn’t want him. Why he can’t be Jimin’s alpha.
Jimin’s eyes widen when Seokjin slides off the couch and kneels on the floor in front of him. One of his hands goes to Jimin’s knee, applying the slightest bit of pressure. Jimin opens his legs, eyes becoming even wider and Seokjin scoots forward. He cups Jimin’s face with his other hand.
“I’ve loved you for a long time, Jimin," Seokjin says with a smile
Jimin gasps before biting his lower lip, eyes immediately filling up with tears.
“I think I always have," the alpha continues, "but I kept telling myself that I wasn’t right for you. That I was too old, too negative, too jaded with my view on the world. You have always been this ray of light, so full of life and joy. You make me want to do better, to be better.” Jimin brings his small hands up to hold tightly onto Seokjin’s large one, pressed against his cheek. He can barely wrap his fingers around Seokjin’s wrist as he presses the alpha’s palm more firmly to his skin.
“What I meant this morning, when I said that I wanted to forget, to start over… it was because I have treated you so poorly in the past.”
Jimin furrows his eyebrows in confusion. “You’ve always treated me right, Seokjin. Better than any alpha I’ve ever known.”
“Then you have known the most despicable alphas, because being intimate with you, not talking about it, then leaving for all this time has to be the worst thing I have ever done. It was extremely selfish to have you in that way without asking you what you wanted, and terribly cowardly of me to leave you without acknowledging it. Without acknowledging anything between us.”
Seokjin brings his other hand up to Jimin’s face. He thumbs away the tears when they start roll down Jimin’s cheeks.
“What I tried but miserably failed to say this morning, was I want us to start this over. This relationship over. I want to court you, properly. I expected to come back here and find that you’d have moved on because of how horribly I left you. I didn’t think you’d ever forgive me, and wanted a second chance with you.” Seokjin turns to look over his shoulder at the happy, chubby baby trying once again to unsuccessfully crawl forward, only to push himself backwards.
He lets out a chuckle before turning back to Jimin. “I will never forget that night we spent together. You have no idea how many times I thought of you that way over these long, hard months.” If it’s as many times as Jimin thought of Seokjin in the same way, he definitely has some idea.
“So, everyday?” Jimin tries to look at Seokjin cheekily. The alpha huffs
“Sometimes more than once a day,” he says with a sly smile.
Seokjin schools his expression. He looks at Jimin earnestly. “Jimin, I want you by my side, all the time.” He takes a deep breath in. “If you let me, I want to be part of our pup’s life. A part of your life. I never imagined I would come back from my enlistment to a family, but that’s exactly the gift you’ve given me, and I want nothing more than to be a part of it, every day and every night.”
Jimin slides off the couch and onto Seokjin’s lap. He throws his arms around his shoulder and buries his nose in his neck, inhaling his favorite scent in the world as he cries silently into his shoulder. Without letting go, without moving an inch, he whispers in response, “That’s all I’ve ever wanted, all I’ve dreamt about since you left.”
Seokjin hugs him tighter. Jimin never wants him to let go.
****
It takes about a week for Jimin and Siwoo to move out of the guest house and into the main house with Seokjin, and another week after that to feel settled in their new home. Seokjin goes on a shopping spree, buying his son everything Jimin couldn’t afford and more to go in his new nursery. He attempts to do the same for Hoseok, but the omega refuses. He doesn’t believe he needs to be thanked for what he did for Jimin in his time of need, and gives the gifts back to Seokjin with no worry of offending him at all.
After the initial shock of it has worn off, Taehyung is more than excited that his best friend and brother are courting, and that he is indeed an uncle. He has happily watched Siwoo while Jimin and Seokjin had some moments to themselves over the last few weeks, whether it's been taking a walk, making dinner, or talking about the many things that were left unsaid for too long. Jimin knows they have much more to discuss, much more to do, but for the first time in a long time, he’s happy to think about his plans for the future.
He smiles coyly to himself as he enters Seokjin’s room. He just put Siwoo down for the night in his nursery, the small room connected to Jimin’s bedroom on the west wing of the house. That was something Seokjin had been adamant about. He still wants to court Jimin properly, well, as properly as one can given the circumstances. Seokjin wants Jimin to have his own space that feels like home.
Jimin agreed, understanding Seokjin’s reasoning behind it. And in general, he’s grateful for it, all of it. He’s grateful for the gifts and the dates and the talks. But… his alpha has been back for two weeks now. And Jimin wants to be with him. Wants him, intimately, and with such an intensity that Jimin can no longer control himself as he shuts the door to Seokjin’s room and spins around.
Seokjin freezes upon his entrance. He had been in the middle of folding laundry, their shared laundry. He has neat little piles of his clothes, Jimin’s clothes, and Siwoon’s tiny little clothes, and Jimin has to press his back into the door to stop him from jumping onto Seokjin right now with how turned on he is by his alpha’s display of domesticity.
Seokjin looks devilishly handsome, wearing black pants and a black tank top, damp hair pushed back revealing his smooth forehead. Jimin can’t take it anymore.
“I need you to fuck me and I need it right now,” Jimin blurts out.
Seokjin blinks. He smirks before turning back to the laundry. “Do you?” He asks casually, continuing to fold the clothes in front of him.
“Y-yes,” Jimin says, not too confidently.
“And what will happen if I don’t,” he peers over at the omega pressed up against the door, “fuck you right now?”
Jimin licks his lips slowly. Among the many things he and Seokjin have finally gotten the chance to talk about these last couple of weeks, sex was definitely a topic of discussion. Seokjin had been horrified when he realized that their night together so long ago had been Jimin’s first time. He hadn’t known that, and if he did it would have been so different. It would have been sweeter, would have been gentler and just better, he told Jimin while asking for his forgiveness.
Jimin had stunned the apologizing alpha into silence with an open mouth kiss that quickly turned into a ten minute make out session. When he pulled back from a panting Seokjin, he informed him that although that was his first time with an alpha and their knot, that didn’t mean Jimin was… completely inexperienced. They then had many conversations about what they liked and what they didn’t, what they wanted to try, and what they expected from a partner. Some conversations left Jimin blushing scarlet and Seokjin smirking, while others left Jimin slicking up while Seokjin hurriedly excused himself from the room.
So while this may be the first time Jimin is entering Seokjin’s space with the intent of getting his knot, he feels comfortable doing so. He knows he can ask for what he wants, and Seokjin will give it to him.
“Then I’ll stand right here and finger fuck myself until I come, and you have to sit there and watch.”
That wipes the smirk right off of Seokjin’s face. He turns to look at the omega with wide eyes as Jimin suppresses a smile by biting his lower lip. He takes a step away from the door before bringing his hands to his tiny waist. Slowly, without breaking eye contact with Seokjin, he runs his hands down his hips and smoothes them over his thighs. He rubs a few slow circles before sliding his hands up to the waistband of his pants. He unbuttons and unzips himself out of his jeans before he shimmies them down his toned legs. Seokjin is on him before his jeans hit the floor.
Jimin lets out a surprised gasp as Seokjin literally sweeps him off his feet, before moaning into the bruising kiss. Jimin wraps his legs around Seokjin’s waist and squeezes. Seokjin responds by growling into the kiss and forcing Jimin’s mouth open before shoving his tongue inside.
Seokjin walks them backwards until Jimin’s back is flush with the wall. He unwraps his arms from the omega’s thighs, letting the wall hold Jimin up instead. Seokjin removes Jimin’s grip on his shoulders, grabs his wrists, and pins them to the wall over his head. Jimin moans again when Seokjin moves to hold both of Jimin’s wrists with just one of his own, calloused hands.
Jimin tries to deepen their kiss, but Seokjin pulls back, teasing Jimin’s lips with nips and licks as Jimin strains forward, whining in protest. Jimin is too aware of Seokjin’s other hand as it slides down his body and grabs a handful of his ass. Jimin can feel the slick as it gathers between his folds. He attempts to squeeze his legs together, but can’t with the way they are wrapped around Seokjin.
The alpha chuckles lowly as he pulls back completely, Jimin attempting to chase his lips as he goes. Seokjin slides his hand from Jimin’s ass to his hip, finger tracing the hem of his underwear. Jimin pants as Seokjin’s finger gets closer and closer to his hard cock, cunt aching as the slick all but pours out of him.
“My little omega is excited, isn’t he?” Seokjin asks innocently as his fingers move higher. They ghost over Jimin’s small bulge. Jimin nods frantically as he attempts to cant his hips forward, into the contact. Seokjin doesn’t let him though, he just keeps teasing with feather light touches over the fabric that covers Jimin’s very hard cock.
Jimin starts groaning when Seokjin dips a finger under the band of his silk underwear, moving it back and forth over the soft skin of Jimin’s abdomen, so, so close to where Jimin wants it most.
“My little omega is desperate, isn’t he?” Seokjin asks with a wicked smile as he pulls the band down enough to expose the leaking cock head. Jimin squeezes his eyes shut and keeps nodding. He digs his heels into Seokjin’s back and tries to bring him closer.
“My little omega wants his alpha’s dick, doesn’t he?” Seokjin whispers as he circles a finger around the tip of Jimin’s cock, spreading the pre come around and making Jimin gasp.
“Knot,” he chokes out when Seokjin applies a little more pressure over the slit. Seokjin’s finger stills. Jimin’s eyes fly open, an embarrassing whine leaving this throat.
“What?” Seokjin asks, cocking his head to the side.
“You knot,” Jimin says breathily. “I don’t want just your dick. I want your knot. I want to come on it, I want it so deep inside of me that it-”
Jimin squeaks as his back loses contact with the wall, Seokjin spinning them around and all but throwing Jimin onto the bed. He pulls the omega’s undergarment down in one fell swoop before kneeling on the bed and leaning down, taking Jimin’s cock fully into his mouth.
Jimin screams silently as Seokjin starts to suck him off at a quick pace. As an omega, Jimin’s cock is small, and Seokjin had no problem fitting it all in his mouth, running his tongue around it in circles. Jimin throws his head back onto the mattress, spine arching and gasping for air as Seokjin hollows out his cheeks to suck even harder.
It only takes a few moments before Jimin feels his orgasim hurtling toward him. “Seokjin, slow down, I’m gonna come!” Jimin warns. Soekjin doesn’t stop. He keeps his fast pace. Jimin looks down and nearly comes at the sight of Seokjin’s plump lips around his little cock.
“Alpha, please, I want to come on your knot!” Jimin pleads.
Seokjin pops up and stares at Jimin, breathing heavily. “Good little omegas come twice, don’t they?” And with that, Seokjin dives back down. It only takes him a few more bobs before Jimin comes with a shout, knees squeezing around Seokjin’s head as he spills right down his throat.
Seokjin swallows it all and keeps sucking until the cock starts to soften. When Seokjin finally pulls off, he barely has time to straighten up before Jimin is lunging forward to kiss him deeply. Jimin opens his mouth wide and sweeps his tongue over Seokjin's, trying desperately to taste himself. He whines
“Next time,” he breathes into Seokjin’s mouth between kisses. “Next time I want you to share. I want to kiss you with my come in your mouth.”
Seokjin growls again. He pushes Jimin down until he’s lying flat on his back. He crawls forward, a low rumble emitting from his chest as he climbs on top of Jimin, straddling his hips. One grind down and Jimin is back to moaning. He can feel Seokjin’s big, hot, alpha dick pressed up against him through their remaining layers of clothing. It starts at his hip bone and reaches up to his belly button.
“Here I am trying to be sweet and romantic with you,” Seokjin grunts as he grinds against the whimpering omega beneath him, “but with the things that come out of your mouth, I just want to wreck you until you cry and beg me to stop.”
Jimin moans again, louder than before. “That sounds amazing, alpha.”
Seokjin suddenly sits back on his knees and yanks his shirt off. He hops off the bed and pulls his pants down before Jimin can even blink. He returns to the bed and pulls Jimin’s t-shirt off before he’s on top of him again.
They go right back to their starting position: one of Seokjin's hands pinning both of Jimin’s to the bed, his mouth teasing him as he bikes and sucks on his neck, his other hand ghosting over Jimin’s leaking cunt, the omega’s legs forced open between Seokjin’s knees so he can’t shut them no matter how hard he squeezes his thighs together.
Jimin doesn’t know how long the sweet torcher lasts. All he knows is Seokjin is lighting up all of his most sensitive stops at the same time as he nibbles on his scent gland and sucks on his nipples, as he pushes his fingers in and out of his hole and runs them over his hard again cock. When Seokjin pulls his hand out from between Jimin’s legs, Jimin’s eyes widen when he sees how wet it is with his slick.
Staring intently at Jimin, Seokjin brings his hand up and sucks his thumb into his mouth. His eyes flutter shut as he tastes Jimin’s slick for the first time.
“Gods, you taste amazing. Here, omega.” Seokjin extends his hand out and Jimin leans forward to suck on his first two fingers. Jimin’s eyes roll into the back of his head as he twirls his tongue around Seokjin’s fingers. Seokjin just watches him in his pleasure for a while. When Jimin finally opens his eyes again, Seokjin seizes his opportunity. He wraps his free hand around his cock and guides it between Jimin’s folds. Jimin’s eyes widen and he nods frantically when he realizes what Seokjin is about to do.
Ever so slowly, Seokjin breaches his entrance. Jimin moans around the fingers and throws his head back as Seokjin slowly pumps in and out, little by little sliding more of his thick alpha cock into Jimin’s tight cunt.
Once he’s fully sheathed, he pulls all the way out, just to slowly push in again. Jimin begins mumbling around Seokjin’s fingers. When he pulls them out of his mouth, Jimin says “faster, please, you can go faster.”
“Are you sure? I- I don’t want to hurt you.” During their many conversations as of late, Jimin had revealed he was a little anxious about how sex would feel after having a baby. But now, with Seokjin filling Jimin up so wonderfully, he’s forgotten what he was nervous about.
“Yes, alpha. Yes I’m sure. It feels so good. Please, I need more, I want to come, please I need more, please-” Jimin chokes on his next word and Seokjin picks up the pace. His cock is so big, it keeps hitting Jimin in just the right spot, the spot that his fingers have a hard time reaching when he touches himself on his own.
He looks down to where he and Seokjin are connected before groaning and looking back into Seokjin’s eyes. His alpha is staring back at him, fire in his gaze as he thrusts in and out. He leans forward and captures Jimins lips in a searing kiss. They keep kissing and kissing, heat pooling in Jimin’s groin, the feeling slightly different as he’s stimulated from the inside.
Seokjin brings a hand up to pinch Jimin’s swollen nipple and it’s all over, he’s coming, and coming hard. Jimin bites his lip to keep from yelling as his second orgasm of the night takes over, his thighs quivering, toes curling, back arching off the bed. Seokjin continues to fuck him through it, and when Jimin unclenches, the alpha starts to slow down.
“No, no, don’t stop!” Jimin pleads “Why are you stopping?”
“You came,” Seokjin replies, out of breath. “I don’t want you to feel too sensitive. I can just-”
“No,” Jimin says sternly, cutting him off. “Good little omegas come at least three times, alpha.”
Seokjin blinks at Jimin, who tries to smirk at him through his labored breathing. Seokjin grabs Jimin’s legs by the ankles and wraps them around his waist. He spreads his knees out a little wider and plants his forearms on either side of Jimin’s head. He leans down, and Jimin expects a kiss, but Seokjin turns his head to the side and whispers right into Jimin’s ear, “Well, I definitely want a good little omega.”
He licks the shell of his ear, causing a full body shiver from Jimin. Then he before he pulls his dick out to the tip, and slams it back in. Jimin doesn’t even have any time to react before he’s doing it again, and again, and again. Seokjin pistons his hips, shoving his cock in and out of Jimin’s leaking cunt. There is so much slick, the slide so wonderful, the feeling of being filled by his alpha so overwhelming that Jimin needs to close his eyes. He wraps his arms around Seokjin’s neck and holds on tight as Seokjin continues slamming into him.
Jimin moans with every thrust. He knows he’s being loud, but every time he tries to hold it in, Seokjin hits that spot inside of him so perfectly that he can’t help but cry out. Just as Jimin begins to feel the familiar tingle of another orgasm building, Seokjin flips them over, so the alpha is flat on his back and Jimin is sitting on his cock. He moves his hands to grasp onto Jimin’s hips, plants his feet flat on the mattress, and without giving Jimin any warning at all, thrusts up.
Jimin nearly screams, throwing his head back and slapping a hand over his mouth to hold in his shrieks. Tears collect at the corners of his eyes as he feels Seokjin’s knot begining to form at the base of his cock.
“Are you ready, omega? Are you ready to come again? Are you ready to sit on my knot?” Seokjin rasps out, thrusting frantically into Jimin. All Jimin can do is nod, not daring to removed his hand from his mouth. It only takes a couple more thrusts until Seokjin’s knot fully forms and he locks himself into place. A few tight hip circles later and Jimin succumbs to another orgasim while Seokjin empties his seed into the omega. Jimin collapses forward, aftershocks coursing through his body as Seokjin keeps coming and coming and coming.
It takes the alpha a few minutes before he’s done spilling into Jimin. He gasps when his prolonged orgasm finally ends and throws his arms around Jimin, holding him close. Jimin feels so content, so sated and happy in the arms of his alpha, of the man he loves.
“Was that alright?” Seokjin whispers after a few minutes of calm. Jimin starts giggling, he can’t help it.
“This was the best night of my life,” Jimin says sleepily. He looks up, propping his chin on Seokjin’s chest as he gazes up at him. “I can’t wait to have the best night of my life with you every night.”
“Every night?” Seokjin repeats, eyes blowing wide. Jimin giggles at Seokjin’s expression. “I guess that can be arranged,” the alpha says before he kisses Jimin on the head
Jimin nuzzles into Seokjin’s chest, getting comfortable. They are going to be here for a while.
“I love you,” he whispers. He’s so happy, he doesn't know if he’s ever been this happy.
Seokjin rubs a hand up and down his back. “And I love you, my little omega.”