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Laid in his nest, surrounded by their mixed scents of vanilla and sandalwood, Jimin purred loudly, waiting without much care for his alpha to join him. They had finished making their last video two days ago, and his alpha—who was also their editor—was busy working on it, adjusting some details.
Jimin knew he was needy, but he couldn’t help it. How could he not be? His alpha was the best in the world, taking care of him, spoiling him, and loving him with all his flaws. Don’t get him wrong—he knew he was clingy.
He heard some noise coming from the living room, followed by footsteps nearing the bedroom door. Sitting up, he watched as the door opened to reveal his alpha.
Reaching out his hands, he pouted. “Come here, alpha.”
“You’re too cute for my sanity, baby,” Jungkook said, climbing onto the bed as Jimin invited him into the nest.
Jungkook entered the nest, only to be forced onto his back by his clingy omega, who buried his face in Jungkook’s neck and purred contentedly. Wrapping one arm around Jimin’s waist, Jungkook used the other to brush blond locks from Jimin’s forehead, pressing a tender kiss there.
Breathing in his alpha’s scent, Jimin eventually pulled back to meet his husband’s gaze. They stared at each other for a few moments before Jungkook leaned down, capturing Jimin’s plump lips in a sweet, innocent kiss.
The kiss deepened as Jungkook began nibbling on Jimin’s lips, asking for access. Jimin moaned softly, granting it, and their heated passion quickly intensified. Jungkook’s hands roamed to Jimin’s thick, plump ass, squeezing it before delivering a playful slap, earning a gasp from his omega.
Their shared arousal filled the space, Jimin’s sweet vanilla scent becoming more potent as slick began to pool beneath him.
A growl rumbled from Jungkook’s chest, and before Jimin knew it, he was maneuvered onto his back. His alpha loomed above him, eyes dark with desire.
“You could’ve just told me that’s what you wanted,” Jungkook murmured, his deep voice vibrating through the room, mixing with Jimin’s soft whimpers.
“Alpha,” Jimin cried, wrapping his arms around Jungkook’s neck. He was dressed only in his husband’s oversized T-shirt and a pair of panties.
“Tell me what my omega wants,” Jungkook rasped in Jimin’s ear before pressing a kiss there. His mouth trailed down Jimin’s jaw and neck, leaving a mark before reaching the mating bite. Scenting his omega, Jungkook’s scent began to overwhelm the room, replacing Jimin’s vanilla with sandalwood.
Jimin was a trembling mess beneath him, overwhelmed by sensations as his alpha explored every inch of him, igniting flames of passion that consumed them both.
“Alpha please, please please ah ahh” Jungkook sucked hard on his mating bite while playing with his tits under his tee-shirt.
Jungkook redresses himself and takes off Jimin's only clothes and panties, leaving him naked and dripping.
Drunk with his alpha scent, Jimin sits up and starts taking off jungkook pants and underwear in one go.
“Pressed? Huh” jungkook teases, he grabs his knees, push them on his chest, pussy exposed, and folds opening like a flower.
“ So perfect”
Jungkook is staring at his dripping pussy, salivating and he gives in, inhaling Jimin’s sweet scent, nosing at his inner tight, tongue out and he starts licking Jimin’s little clit making the omega freezes in place before sucking hard on his clit.
He growls, tasting the sweetness of his omega
“Fuck Jimin so fucking perfect humm taste so good” he mumbles against his core “All mine “
“Yours alpha ah… ah “Jimin get interrupted by jungkook’s tongue licking inside his hole, fucking him, fingers finding their way to the omega-soaked entrance before pushing two fingers in scissoring him apart and readying him for the third. Jimin was a whining mess by the third finger, he bends his fingers reaching Jimin’s sweet spot, assaulting them.
Heats accumulated in Jimin's stomach, he was about to come when Jungkook retired his fingers making the omega cry.
Desperately, jimin reached out his hand and starts stroking Jungkook’s cock, the alpha grunts and pull away from Jimin's hands before positioning his cock on Jimin’s entrance too eager for playing, wetting himself with Jimin’s slick and his pre cum, brushing his cock against the omega’s slit, pulling out a moan from him.
Jimin is breathing through his nose, his alpha is so big and he is still as tight as his first day.
“Relax baby, let me in,” said the alpha, penetrating his 9 inches cock in his mate slowly, massaging his throbbing clit.
He is trying his best to control himself and not to lose his control fucking his mate senseless.
Jimin’s walls are squeezing him hard, clenching around him “ fuck jimin are you still a virgin?”, slick dripping, he moans deeply when Jimin crosses his legs around his waist, ankles on Jungkook’s back and thrusts up meeting his husband’s, impaling himself on jungkook’s dick.
“Ahh alpha so good” he mewls and Jungkook lost it, jimin was so beautiful under him, he didn’t know how he got so lucky, pining Jimin’s hips on the bed, he started thrusting deeply, hard, and fast making omega cry.
Sweat accumulated on their foreheads, jungkook buried his face in the crock of Jimin’s neck, scenting him, roaming his nose on his neck and down until he reached his small tits, taking one nipple in his mouth, his other hand still on Jimin’s hips. The omega grabs the back of his head and pulls him closer to his tits moaning loudly.
“ahh please alpha ahh…faster…..coming please alpha knot me please… need your knot alpha”
“Come for me babe….*thrusts* you’re made *thrusts* to take my knot *thrusts* go on” he groans, his omega is taking him so well.
It’s all Jimin needed to clench around his cock and squirt around Jungkook’s cock forcing him to pull out
“Ohhh you’re so fucking sexy,” he said shoving back his cock inside, jimin is squirming due to sensitivity.
Jungkook’s thrusts become desperate, wanting to cum, the base of his cock swelling making the omega clench more “No baby let me in” he murmured against his ears.
Jungkook grunts and growls, knot popping in just in time when he is deep inside, milking him, hands grasping the omega’s inner thighs filling him with so much cum that the omega comes again.
Down from their peaks, Jungkook moved them on their sides slowly not wanting to hurt them, Jimin facing him, legs over his hips.
“Baby?? You okay” the alpha asks “Humhum… tired” Jimin mumbles, eyes still closed.
The alpha chuckles before peeking at his forehead, eyes, nose, both cheeks and lips continuously “Sleep baby, I’ll clean you up once my knot goes down” he doesn’t hear an answer from him.
Sun poking through their curtains, laying down, glued to each other, he has his arm on his husband's waist, squeezing him tightly, he is running his nose on his Omega’s neck unconsciously, breathing his sweet scent and dreaming of a perfect future for them.
Jimin starts to stir in his sleep, feeling his mate on him, he exhales sweetly and opens his eyes slowly.
There is no noise, just his husband snoring in his neck and he finds it too cute.
He wants to pee but the arm on his waist won’t let him so he tries to gently remove it but his mate grunts.
“Ggookieeee I want to pee” he plaids
“Grunts….” It’s what he got for response “please love I need it now or I’m going to do it right here”
“ kiss me before” jimin turns into his hold and pecks his lips
“ one more” he pecks again but this time more accentuated. Jungkook kisses him fully and deepens it making the omega moans “ good!! Go now”
Jimin chuckles at his mate's childishness and gets off of the bed.
Relieving his bladder, he feels his mate’s cum dripping on his inner thighs.
Tough, he is not surprised, jungkook had fucked the all night, he is so sore.
“ Baby, where are you? “ he hears his mate shouting from the bedroom. He cleans himself and his hands before leading out.
“I’m here Ggookie” joining him in their messy nest, his omega doesn’t like it at all. What will their alpha think if he sees this ugly nest and concludes that he mated a failed omega?
The distress in scent doesn’t go unnoticed, the alpha looks up worried “Baby what’s wrong? Did I hurt you”
“Alphaaa get up, I have to arrange the nest, get up now and no you didn’t hurt me, I’m just sore” said the omega starting to change the position of some covers and pillows.
The alpha immediately get the point and get up “ let me help you baby” the omega too concentrated on his task looks up at him “no alpha I’m your omega, i can make a nest myself, a pretty nest for us”
“ I know baby, you’re the most perfect omega in the whole world, my omega” leaning down and kiss him
“Thank you alpha” Jimin said with a sugary voice, scent sweetened.
The next morning, the sun was barely peeking through the curtains when the doorbell rang. Jungkook, who had been deep in sleep, didn’t stir, his chest rising and falling with the rhythm of his dreams. Jimin, however, was already awake, his senses sharp as ever. He groggily rubbed his eyes and reluctantly got out of bed, hoping it wasn’t another interruption. As he made his way to the front door, his heart rate picked up, an instinctual unease settling in his stomach.
When he opened the door, his breath caught in his throat. Standing there, with a poised and graceful presence, was Soojin. The omega was an image of calm elegance, their soft, striking features framed by perfectly styled hair and a poised smile that instantly made Jimin feel small in comparison.
“Hi,” Soojin greeted, their voice smooth, almost too perfect. “Is Jungkook home?”
Jimin felt a coldness spread through his chest, his mind scrambling for a response. “Who… who are you?” he asked, trying to keep his voice steady, though his hands trembled slightly.
Soojin’s lips curled into a knowing smile. “Oh,” they said with a feigned expression of surprise, “I’m Soojin—his ex. And you must be his mate.”
The word “ex” hit Jimin like a physical blow, his heart sinking as doubts started to seep in. He forced a polite smile, though it felt tight on his face. “I’ll get him.”
As he turned away, his mind raced. He walked back to their shared bedroom, each step heavy with the weight of uncertainty. He leaned over the bed and gently shook Jungkook awake.
“Baby,” Jimin whispered, his voice trembling despite his attempt at calmness, “someone’s here for you.”
Jungkook groggily sat up, rubbing his eyes. “Who?”
Jimin hesitated, his throat suddenly dry. “It’s… Soojin.”
The mention of the name had an immediate effect on Jungkook. He was suddenly wide awake, his expression shifting from drowsy to alert. “What?” he asked, his tone sharp.
Jimin only nodded, a tight knot forming in his stomach. Jungkook got up and headed to the door, his back straight, but Jimin stayed behind, though he couldn’t stop himself from listening in on the conversation.
“Soojin, why are you here?” Jungkook’s voice was guarded, a hint of tension creeping into his words.
“I just wanted to catch up,” Soojin replied smoothly, their tone too casual for Jimin’s liking. “You didn’t reply to my message, so I thought I’d stop by.”
“I didn’t reply because I’m mated now,” Jungkook said firmly, his voice low but unwavering.
“Right,” Soojin responded, their voice soft but carrying an edge of something unreadable. “But we have history, Kookie. That doesn’t just disappear.”
The familiar nickname caused Jimin’s chest to tighten painfully. He wanted to leave, to avoid hearing whatever else Soojin had to say, but he couldn’t tear himself away from the conversation. Doubt began to creep in, unbidden and unwelcome, as Soojin’s words lingered in his mind.
A few minutes later, Jungkook came back to the bedroom, his expression neutral, though there was an edge to his movements. He sat down next to Jimin, his posture tense, but he smiled softly.
“Baby, it’s nothing,” Jungkook reassured him, his voice gentle. “They just stopped by unannounced. It won’t happen again.”
Jimin nodded, though his gaze remained averted. He didn’t meet Jungkook’s eyes, the uncertainty still gnawing at him, too loud to ignore. Deep inside, a creeping doubt began to take root.
A few days later, Jimin found himself alone at home when the doorbell rang again. This time, he felt the weight of anticipation pressing down on him. As he approached the door, he could already feel his anxiety rising. Sure enough, when he opened it, Soojin stood there, poised and perfectly composed, as if the previous encounter had never happened.
“I don’t think you should be here,” Jimin said quietly, his hands gripping the doorframe, his voice more forceful than he intended.
Soojin smiled, their eyes glinting with something Jimin couldn’t quite decipher. “I’m not here to cause trouble. I just wanted to check on Jungkook.”
“He doesn’t need you checking on him,” Jimin snapped before he could stop himself. The words were out before he could regret them.
Soojin’s smile faltered, their gaze hardening for a moment before they recovered. “You’re cute when you’re protective,” Soojin mused, their voice laced with condescension. “But let me remind you—Jungkook and I go way back. You can’t erase that.”
Before Jimin could respond, Jungkook came through the door. His expression darkened the moment he saw Soojin standing there.
“What are you doing here again?” Jungkook demanded, stepping forward and standing between Jimin and Soojin, his posture protective, as if he were a shield.
“I just wanted to talk—” Soojin began, but Jungkook cut them off, his voice hard.
“No,” he said firmly, “you need to leave. I’m mated now, and I won’t let you disrespect Jimin like this.”
Soojin’s composure finally cracked. “You’ve changed, Kookie,” they said bitterly, before turning and walking away without another word.
Jimin stood frozen, his emotions a whirlwind of relief, hurt, and lingering insecurity. The moment Soojin left, he felt an overwhelming sense of exhaustion wash over him, as if the battle inside him had drained every ounce of energy.
That night, the tension in their nest was thick. Jimin had barely spoken since the encounter, and Jungkook noticed the change in him immediately.
“Baby, talk to me,” Jungkook said softly as they lay together in their nest, his voice filled with concern. He reached out to gently touch Jimin’s arm.
Jimin hesitated, the words feeling heavy on his tongue. “Did you… did you love them?” he asked quietly, his voice trembling with the vulnerability he tried to suppress.
Jungkook’s heart ached at the raw emotion in Jimin’s voice. “I thought I did at the time,” Jungkook admitted softly, his fingers brushing Jimin’s hair back. “But what I feel for you is so much more. They’re my past, Jimin. You’re my forever.”
Jimin’s breath hitched, and tears began to slip down his cheeks. “Then why do I feel like I’m competing with them?”
“You’re not,” Jungkook said firmly, his voice soothing as he pulled Jimin into his arms. “You’re everything to me, baby. I don’t want anyone but you.”
The next day, Jungkook surprised Jimin with a gesture of love and reassurance. He had transformed their nest, adding soft, colorful blankets and plush pillows in Jimin’s favorite hues. In the center, there was a handwritten note, delicate and personal.
“You’re the only one I’ll ever need. I love you, Jimin.”
Jimin’s heart swelled, and tears returned, but this time they were tears of joy. “I don’t deserve you,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe as Jungkook pulled him into a tight embrace.
“You deserve the world,” Jungkook murmured, kissing him gently, his lips warm against Jimin’s skin.
That night, as they lay entwined together, Jungkook pressed soft, loving kisses to Jimin’s forehead, cheeks, and lips. “You’re my everything, baby,” Jungkook whispered against his skin. “No one could ever come close to you.”
Jimin smiled softly, his fingers tracing the outline of Jungkook’s chest. “I love you, alpha.”
“I love you more,” Jungkook replied, pressing a gentle kiss to Jimin’s forehead.
In the warmth of their nest, their scents mingled, and they held each other close, knowing that no matter who or what tried to come between them, their bond was unshakable.