Chapter Text
Society was dominated by traditional second gender roles. It was 2024, and things were getting better with omegas slowly earning more rights and autonomy. One thing that would probably never change, because it was at the core of a wolf's nature, was the claiming. The moon goddess chose several people that could be considered your soulmate. This was so that you would most definitely have a mate in this lifetime. Betas were free to mate with each other as they pleased, and occasionally the moon goddess paired an alpha with a beta or another alpha- but all omegas were fated to be with an alpha. Once an alpha put a claim on the first omega they were soulmates with, all other potential matches were no longer able to feel The Pull. The Pull is when you cross paths with a potential mate and your inner wolves instantaneously recognize each other. Your base self would then take over the human part of your consciousness.
After the claiming, an omega belonged to their alpha. There were laws to protect omegas from abuse and a high priestess could break the bond if an alpha was found unfit. However, it was hard to prove abuse and omegas were often too fearful to make any complaints. An alpha might not be physically abusive, but it doesn't mean that they would be loving. Many people throughout the years questioned why the Moon Goddess would choose an unloving mate, but the Moon Order Priestesses would only say that to question is to be unfaithful and that the Moon Goddess was the only one that knew the divine plan.
Eighteen was the age in modern times considered to be legal to claim your soulmate. Some people met potential mates before coming of age, but no claims could be made until both parties turned eighteen. Many people thought it should be earlier because there was the chance that you would meet more than one potential mate before turning eighteen. This could cause some issues, to say the least. The Moon Order would just say it was proof that the Moon Goddess was giving people choices to find a compatible mate.
Jimin is a male omega that just turned eighteen. It was accepted by all omegas, this traditional world order- but many still worried about the first soulmate they crossed paths with. It was always in the back of an unmated omega's mind every time they left the house or answered the door.
Alphas and betas were allowed to move out of their parent’s or guardians’ houses whenever they pleased, but omegas had to live at home until their claiming. After the claiming they would move in with their alpha, even if the alpha still lived with their families. It was up to the alpha if the omega could work or continue their studies.
When Jimin had turned eighteen, it was bitter sweet. The prospect of finding his true love was something he greatly looked forward to, but he wanted more time to be independent. He had just started his first year of college as a dance major and he had no idea if his alpha would let him continue and finish his college degree. His own father and dad had met when they were 24 and 26, respectively, and Jimin hoped the same for himself. That was another thing, he wanted to be able to spend more time at home with his parents and younger brother. Again, he had no idea how often his alpha would let him visit his family.
Jimin had just finished dance practice and was sitting at the bus stop waiting for his bus home. The bus stop was near the intersection and he was accustomed to people cat-calling him from their car windows, this is the stop he used three times a week. Usually, Jimin just played with his phone and kept his head down ignoring everyone that yelled at him.
This is what Jimin was doing on this particular day, looking down while playing with his phone.
And then he felt it, the Pull. Jimin jerked his head up and saw a long dark expensive car parked at the light just as the back window started rolling down.
Jimin found himself staring at a man with dark hair, pale skin, and a large scar right down the middle of his eye. The man, with his cat-like eyes narrowed in on Jimin like a wolf and their prey.
“No!”
Jimin screamed as he grabbed his bag and started to run.
"No it's too soon…too soon. I want more time. Goddess. Please. More time,” Jimin pleaded.
Jimin was running and crying, and his inner omega was howling in agony because it was being dragged away from their alpha. Somewhere along the way Jimin dropped his phone. Jimin could feel him getting closer so he threw down his bag and started running faster. Jimin couldn't think and he didn't know where he was going. He then saw a park and started running towards it. It was irrational, but he thought he could hide in the park not realizing that his potential mate would be pulled towards him no matter where he went. He didn’t realize that his tangerine scent was intensified ten fold for his alpha. He didn’t realize that his inner omega was calling out for their alpha.
Jimin saw some bushes and a line of trees. He ran towards them, and with all of his might he tried to subdue his pheromones. Subconsciously, his inner omega was telling him that nothing could hide him from the pull, but Jimin refused to listen. He couldn’t give up, and so he started humming inside his head to try and drown out his inner omega. Jimin ran over to a large tree behind the bush line and sat down with his back against the trunk. He pulled his knees to his chest and tried to make himself small with his head hung low. Jimin tried to stay perfectly still- no sound and hopefully no scent. He sat there for…he doesn’t know how long but he sang all his favorite songs inside his head to keep his crying inner omega away until the sun started to set. When he noticed that it was starting to get darker outside, he dared to lift his head and smell. He was in a park, so there were a lot of different scents, but he did not smell “his” smell, the smell of grape wine.
Jimin believed that he was safe to leave his hiding place, even as his inner omega was laughing at him. He slowly emerged from the bushes and looked towards where he had entered the park. As soon as he stepped forward, a hand grabbed his arm and pulled him from the side. Jimin screamed from the pits of his soul and fainted.
The back door of the long black car swung open and the man with the scar sitting there quickly looked at the door opening. He knew who it was, his sense of smell was impeccable. What he wasn’t expecting was to see one of his men with the small omega in his arms, lifeless. The man showed no emotions when he asked, “What did you do?” The other man only knew his boss was angry because of the quick flash of red eyes.
“Kudzu. Sir, I did only as you asked. I waited patiently for him to emerge and when I grabbed his arm he fainted. I did not let him fall to the ground, I swear, Sir. I ran here with him as quickly as possible.”
“Fine, Jun-seo. Put him on the seat and drive me home.”
Jun-seo carefully laid the omega on the back seat. The omega whimpered when he was placed down, but he did not arouse. The man with the cat-like eyes pulled the omega towards himself and put the omega’s head on his lap. He then started letting out pheromones that would make the omega sleepy so that he would not wake up during the car ride. The man could not help himself and he started carding his fingers through the omega’s pinkish hair.
“That was quite the spectacle you put on, little one.”
The omega snuggled his nose into the man's lap and started to purr.
The man just looked forward, but he continued to caress his omega’s hair.
They were only about ten minutes into their drive when the omega’s citrusy vanilla scent was starting to make the man’s inner alpha feel on edge. He pulled out his phone.
“Hello, Yoongi? Where have you been?”
“Get the rut room ready”
“What? You just had your rut three weeks ago.”
“Just do it. I want extra soft sheets, water, snacks -like protein bars-, and fancy chocolates, shit like that. You have about twenty minutes.”
“What the actual… Yoongi you don’t need to do this for some whore you picked up, just...”
“Hobi,” Yoongi interrupted. “The Pull.”