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Taehyung's eyes turn to the pool as soon as he parks his car a few feet away. The garden gate, wide open, offers Taehyung a view that leaves him stunned, standing next to his car door. His luggage, for the moment, remains forgotten in the trunk.
A slender, yet firm and rather small body rises from the pool, pale skin, although shiny from the sun's reflection on the pool water drops scattered over it. Taehyung's eyes take in the strong legs, flexing as they climb the pool steps, revealing more and more centimetres of skin. The only thing covering such a gorgeous body is a black swimsuit, perfectly fitted around a slender waist, and so short that it effortlessly reveals muscular thighs that are too tempting to Taehyung.
His eyes move up until they find a firm, flat abdomen, followed by small, brown nipples. The intense rays of the sun prevent Taehyung from seeing the face, but the image is worthy of a Greek god or a magical creature coming to Earth to entertain poor mortals like Taehyung.
For a moment, Taehyung doubts whether what he's seeing is real or a hallucination after so many hours of driving. It could very well be a hallucination. If someone told him that the body emerging from the pool, almost in slow motion and glistening under the sun, is that of a merman with legs, Taehyung would believe it. The sight has him so enthralled that said merman doesn't even need to sing; Taehyung would follow him to the bottom of the sea if needed.
"Taehyung, I’m glad you’re finally here!" Namjoon's voice pulls him out of his reverie.
It's a pool, after all.
In fact, Taehyung has been to this house before. His cousin Namjoon has been dating Jungkook for years, and the house — with its distinctive Mediterranean style, two floors, several rooms, a huge garden, and beach views — has belonged to Jungkook's family for generations. Now, it kind of belongs to Jungkook, so he’s the lucky one who can enjoy it, which is why his group of friends often spends several weeks here each summer.
"I'm happy you could make it," Namjoon adds.
Taehyung can't always attend these kinds of gatherings. His job at one of the country's largest multinationals in Seoul takes up most of his time.
This time, even his boss has insisted, even if that’s not such a common thing in corporate jobs. But the truth is that Taehyung needed a break. A long, big break. He’s been working on his last project for months, his life has been focused on closing the deal to the point exhaustion started getting easily visible.
That’s how he has ended up here, ready to spend some weeks with his friends and, apparently, someone new. Taehyung is trying not to frown. Namjoon follows Taehyung’s gaze, still focused on the merman, now laughing at something Jungkook is telling him.
"Jungkook’s friend is joining us," Namjoon explains with a grimace.
Jungkook’s friend.
"Can you smell him even from here?" Namjoon asks him, perplexed. Of course Tahyung can’t perceive his scent from this far, but he doesn’t need to to know he’s an omega. "He’s really nice," Namjoon adds, knowing that this is something he should have told Taehyung beforehand.
It’s not that Taehyung struggles meeting new people or that he’s socially awkward or something, but being around omegas… He actually deals with omegas in his everyday life, at work, with his group of friends in Seoul… He’s just glad that he packed extra suppressants, just to be sure he’s not short on them.
"It’s fine, hyung."
It’s not like he can get into his car and drive back to Seoul.
Namjoon sighs, softly patting his shoulder. "Let’s go, let me introduce him to you, hm?"
Taehyung is grateful that his cousin is taking care of his luggage, perhaps because it's clear that Taehyung is feeling a little overwhelmed by the situation at the moment. As he steps onto the soft grass of the front yard, Taehyung watches his friends, most of them also alphas, move calmly around the place, as if the omega's presence didn't bother them at all. It doesn't, maybe because they are normal alphas, with a healthy relationship with their wolves, unlike Taehyung.
Sometimes, Taehyung wishes he'd been raised differently, not to have such conservative and demanding parents, alarmed by the news that their son wasn't just an alpha, but a pure one.
Pure alphas are rare, almost an anomaly. Their instincts are much more intense, sometimes difficult to control. Their scent is much richer, capable of influencing those around them.
Taehyung's parents, too concerned with fitting in perfectly, didn't even give him the chance to meet his alpha and learn how to deal with him. Since Taehyung's presentation in his late teens, he's lived clinging to a bottle of suppressants.
His life is normal, as much as living with his sleeping wolf can be. At least it's simple, even though contact with new omegas always makes him nervous, as if something inside him is certain that an omega, one in particular, will eventually be enough to awaken his wolf, despite the pills he carries in his suitcase. He doesn’t want to admit that he’s spent nights and nights thinking about that possibility, experiencing a mix of feelings from only that idea.
Taehyung sighs and reminds himself that these are just rumors, legends that definitely can't be more powerful than science. Suppressants have been working for over ten years; there's no reason to think that living with an omega he doesn't know for a month is going to change anything.
"My name is Jimin," the omega greets him with a tiny bow once Taehyung has stood in front of him.
For a second, Taehyung feels too absorbed to act like a functioning adult. If the body he'd seen in the distance was stunning, the face, composed by hazel eyes, rosy cheeks, and juicy lips, leaves Taehyung wondering again if mermen can live in a pool and have legs at will.
"Taehyung," is all he can say. He curses himself internally. This adorable omega definitely deserves to be treated much more kindly. Namjoon sighs beside him and, perhaps because he feels sorry for his younger cousin, decides to give him an out.
"Let’s take your luggage to your room, shall we?"
Taehyung follows him and, before entering the house, takes one last look at the omega, who, despite being talking to Hoseok, looks back at him with a shy smile.
☼
"So… Namjoon definitely has a very interesting cousin, right? I’m sure you’ve already noticed," Jungkook tells Jimin when they’re alone in the kitchen a little later. Taehyung and Namjoon must be still on the first floor, because Jimin hasn’t seen them coming back to the front yard.
Jimin blushes. They’re supposed to be both storing the drinks and food Seokjin and Yoongi have brought from the supermarket that morning, but the reality is that Jimin is doing most of the work, while the young alpha is too entertained with the idea of teasing his friend.
"He seems… nice," Jimin finally answers.
Jungkook chuckles and wiggles his eyebrows. "Yeah, nice… "
"Oh, for fuck’s…" Jimin, exasperated but with rosy cheeks, presses a pineapple on the alpha's chest. "Stop talking and help me, will you?"
Jungkook laughs and starts actually helping Jimin, storing ramyeon packets in the upper cabinets.
"What do you mean by ‘very interesting’?" Jimin asks without looking at his friend. Jungkook smirks.
"Nothing, I’ve just seen you look interested, that’s all."
Jimin feels his cheeks burning at this point. It’s true that he’s been giving him a few glances here and there since the moment he spotted him getting out of his car, but Jungkook doesn’t need to know that.
"I don’t!"
"Yeah… and you’re not a tomato right now…"
"Stop teasing me, Kook!"
"Okay, okay…" the alpha concedes, raising his open hands.
Jimin sighs and tries to focus on his task again, but he ends up murmuring: "He didn’t look interested, though…"
Jungkook stops storing the cereal boxes to look at him.
"What do you mean?"
Jimin shrugs, like the words he’s about to say don’t hurt him a little. "He looked a bit tense when Namjoon hyung introduced us…"
"What do you mean by tense?"
"As if I was stinking? But I’m not, right? Am I?" Jimin approaches his nose to his shoulder, trying to get a whiff of something.
"You’re not, hyung, don’t worry." Jungkook looks at him with a pity look. "I think it’s just because you’re an omega."
"Huh?"
"I don’t know much, but I think he’s not usually close to omegas."
Jimin pouts. "So he didn’t like my scent?"
Jungkook sighs. "Don’t worry, hyung. He’s gonna have time to get used to it."
☼
"I’m okay, hyung," Taehyung repeats for the hundredth time in the last hour.
"Look, we’re seven people staying in this big house. Maybe you two don’t have to talk that much?"
Taehyung chuckles. "Do you want me to look like a stupid alpha for a whole month?"
"You won’t! Also, he doesn’t know you’re an alpha."
Taehyung nods, still taking his clothes out from the suitcase.
"Look, he’s a close friend and he’s had it rough lately, he really needed a place like this to… you know, relax."
Of course Taehyung understands. The fact that Namjoon is feeling the need to justify Jimin’s presence in this house is making him feel uncomfortable, actually, because he is a nice person, he’s open and actually sociable. It’s not a problem for him being around new people and he’s sure that it won’t, being around Jimin. It’s not like his alpha has started jumping or something when they’ve met in the front yard. Nothing happened, apart from a little silly tingling in his stomach.
They don’t know each other, but Taehyung is glad Jimin has Jungkook and Namjoon in his life and that he’s able to enjoy this beautiful place in summer too. Taehyung won’t be a burden and he’s gonna try hard not to look like he’s stupid in front of him.
"Again, it’s fine, hyung," Taehyung repeats, this time with a little smile. He’s starting to believe that too. Jimin will be like the rest of the omegas in his life back in Seoul.
☼
Jimin is not, exactly, like the omegas in Taehyung’s life back in Seoul: work colleagues or some of his friends’ partners. And Taehyung has only needed a day seeing Jimin interact with everyone else to see that. Jimin is kind, affectionate, and Taehyung firmly believes he’d never feel sad again if he could see that smile every day.
It’s too sunny to be outside, so the seven of them are scattered through the different rooms of the house, most of them in the kitchen and the living room. Seokjin and Jimin are playing Mario Kart on the TV. Taehyung is supposed to be on his phone, replying to some texts, but…
"I hope you’re not reading work stuff on that phone, Taehyung-ah." Yoongi sits next to him on the side couch. From there, Taehyung has been lost in the side profile of the omega, on the way his pretty nose looks, small and rounded, and how his pouty lips look especially plump when he’s focused on the race.
It’s been a while since he’s seen Yoongi, Taehyung realizes once he moves his gaze to his hyung. Despite his job as a famous producer having him living in Seoul most of the year, their busy lives don’t always make it easy for them to meet. The last time was definitely weeks ago.
"I’m not, hyung," he answers with a pout.
"Yeah, of course you’re not…" Yoongi’s side glance and the little smirk showing in his face makes Taehyung feel exposed.
Taehyung clears his throat. "I’m on holiday, remember?"
Yoongi nods and Taehyung avoids looking back at Jimin, focusing on his phone instead. He doesn’t even notice his hyungs leaving the living room at some point later.
"Taehyung?"
Jimin’s voice takes his eyes up from his phone. For a second, he wants to ask him to say it again, just to fully focus on how his name sounds coming from those lips, with that sweet voice.
"Wanna join me?" he asks, and Taehyung needs a moment to understand what he means.
Jimin is sitting on the floor, between the coffee table and the big couch, where he has been playing with Seokjin until a few minutes ago. He looks lovely, even though he’s wearing an old white t-shirt and black cotton shorts. Taehyung has been staring at his long muscled legs stretched over the table before.
"I’m not that good, so you don’t have to worry about that, but it’s okay if…" Jimin adds, seeing that Taehyung is not answering.
"No!" Taehyung interrupts him, his brain finally working. "Sure, I’d like to!"
Jimin looks surprised when Taehyung comes closer to sit next to him on the floor. Taehyung thinks he should have stayed on the couch instead, but it just came natural to him to sit on the empty spot Seokjin has left behind.
The omega doesn’t seem bothered by the sudden closeness, though. He’s smiling at Taehyung, who’s not missing the way he’s still a little taller than Jimin, even when they’re sitting on the floor. The size difference between them is a little distracting, especially when a peachy scent comes to Taehyung’s nose. It’s sweet but fresh at the same time. Taehyung is not usually affected by scents thanks to his suppressants, but he finds himself getting lost in it for a moment, trying to get all the subnotes, as if the rich scent would tell him something about the omega who’s sitting next to him.
He sees Jimin’s cute nose flaring, trying to catch a whiff of something that’s obviously not there. Jimin frowns then, and Taehyung feels a little pang on his chest, assuming Jimin is feeling disappointed because of his lack of scent. Scared, though, that the omega can make questions he’s definitely not ready to answer, he says: "Should we start?"
That seems to take Jimin out of his thoughts and the omega is back at smiling at him, making him feel a little warmer again. "Sure."
Taehyung loses the track of time, smiling when he realizes Jimin is actually good at this.
"Kookie says we’re the same age," Jimin says between races.
"Really?" Taehyung turns to look at the omega. Jimin smiles a lot, he realizes, but that doesn’t make every one of his smiles less special.
Jimin nods, his cheeks slightly rosy. Taehyung looks back at the TV before he can entertain the idea of biting them for too long.
"You look a little older because of the bags under your eyes, I’m sure you were eagerly waiting for these vacations, right?" Jimin says, teasing. Taehyung chuckles.
"Do I look older?"
Jimin shrugs, funnily. "Just a little."
Taehyung nods, trying to suppress a smile. "Work’s been too stressful lately," he explains.
Jimin nods, understanding. "Corporate?"
"Legal, yeah."
"Wow, that sounds… boring."
Taehyung chuckles. It can be, but Taehyung attending law school was something his parents felt proud of, so… The job is well paid, at least.
"What do you do?" Taehyung asks.
"Well, I’m a dancer."
Yeah, that’s definitely more interesting and also explains some things, like how fit Jimin’s thighs look. Taehyung can’t help but stare at Jimin’s body again, quickly, but not enough for Jimin to miss the movement of his eyes.
The omega stares at him with a raised eyebrow, but Taehyung clears his throat and chooses another race track on the TV.
It’s two races later, with the two of them pushing each other’s characters but also their shoulders in real life, when Namjoon and Jungkook enter the living room area after a long nap.
Namjoon’s eyes open wide when he sees the situation in the living room.
"Why are you two alone?" he asks a little louder than expected. "Where are the others?" he adds, but he doesn’t sound any calmer, despite Jungkook holding his hand tightly and giving him a look.
Namjoon’s words make Taehyung realize what’s been happening for the last hour or so and he’s not sure how to feel. He’s been fine, he’s been comfortable with Jimin, despite being this close and having their thighs and shoulders touching from time to time.
"Hyung, relax," Jungkook murmurs, but Taehyung and Jimin can hear it too.
The cousins share a glance then. Namjoon tries to apologize to Taehyung, because it’s been only a day and Namjoon has already failed in trying to make all of this easier for Taehyung. Taehyung understands his reaction and wants to tell him that everything is okay and, unexpectedly, he hasn’t minded being alone with Jimin, he has actually enjoyed their time together.
Taehyung wants to say so, but Jimin is frowning next to him, not understanding Namjoon’s overreaction to this. Before the situation can get weirder, Taehyung stands up.
"I think Hobi hyung is outside, let’s go find him," Taehyung says to Namjoon as they leave the room.
When they’re alone, Jungkook and Jimin share a look. Jungkook sighs, coming closer to Jimin to sit on the couch behind him, Jimin still on the floor.
"Have I done something wrong?" the omega murmurs.
"You haven’t." Jungkook pats Jimin’s head affectionately, despite knowing his hyung hates it. The omega doesn’t say anything else, about the patting on his head or about Taehyung. He just bites his lips, staring at the window, the cousins crossing the front yard on the other side.
☼
Somehow, Jimin and Taehyung end up finding themselves in similar situations on the following days, not because the others try to leave them alone, but because there seems to be a weird force pulling them closer to each other.
Their personalities are clearly different, but they easily make it work. Maybe being all relaxed in a pretty house surrounded by nice people makes it easier, or maybe it doesn’t have much to do with that and more with… Taehyung is not sure.
Sometimes he feels scared by the way his body reacts to Jimin. The omega is kind and friendly, a little touchy. Taehyung tries not to flinch and not to look so tense when Jimin softly rests his hand on his leg or his arm while he’s giggling or excitedly talking about something.
Jimin has noticed Taehyung is not exactly comfortable with skinship and tries to be respectful, but when he laughs or he’s too deep into a conversation, he forgets, simply because that’s who he is. Taehyung tries really hard to let him be.
It’s not that the fruity scent of the omega is making it easy for him either. Taehyung should be scared, alert, with all his senses ready to run. And he is, sometimes, because old habits die hard. But slowly, day after day, Jimin welcomes him to a place where he ends up feeling comfortable, weirdly at home.
The sun is shining brightly, as it’s been doing for the last few days. The seven of them are visiting the village just a short drive from the house. Namjoon and Jungkook are walking a few meters further in front of them, holding each other’s arms in a way Taehyung doesn’t think can be comfortable enough in this weather.
A little further, Seokjin is absorbed in a work phone call. Apparently being the head chef in a prestigious restaurant in Seoul allows Seokjin to be on the phone, even though they all agreed they’d use this month in Busan to disconnect from their hectic lives and relax. Hoseok and Yoongi have stopped in a shop a little behind them and are funnily trying hats and sunglasses on.
Jimin is walking next to Taehyung. Again, somehow, they ended up together despite not having used the same car to reach here — something Taehyung found himself regretting. The omega is using a sun umbrella to protect his skin from the sunrays, although these still can reach part of his bare legs.
Taehyung focuses his attention on the little streets they’re strolling through, the one store buildings, the shops… Fortunately, they’re not too crowded, so walking them is pretty relaxing. He feels tempted, though, to look at Jimin. He always is, lately. Fortunately, the umbrella doesn’t make it easy for him to properly see him while the omega sucks his strawberry ice lolly. The sight of those plump lips wrapped around the red ice is enticing, it makes Taehyung feel hotter than he should, so the way the flip flops Jungkook is wearing hit the ground a little further in front of him are a safer option for his eyes to land on.
"I’m happy that I finally decided to spend my holidays here with you all, you know?"
Taehyung nods. He’s wanted to ask Jimin about the ‘rough year’ Namjoon told him about on his first day, but he never knows how to bring the topic out. He’s not even sure if they’re already that close.
"I definitely needed something like this…" Jimin adds.
"Tough year?" Taehyung tries.
Jimin shrugs. "I guess you could say that, yeah."
Taehyung doesn’t answer, letting the silence stretch between them comfortably.
"I broke up with my ex a few months ago," Jimin adds. Taehyung tries not to react to those words, even as he feels something burn in his stomach. "We were never meant to be, anyway. He never was… Ugh, it doesn’t matter," Jimin shakes his head. "He was my boss, though, in my second job." That puts a surprised expression on Taehyung’s face that makes Jimin smile. "Yeah, not recommended at all. Obviously, I lost my second job at the coffee shop. I’ve been sleeping on Nam hyung and Kookie’s couch for the last… for a while, yeah."
Taehyung nods, understanding. "That bad?"
"Dancing is cool and absolutely my passion but it’s not always enough to pay bills and rent…" Jimin answers. Taehyung hums. "I guess I’m not as successful as you all are…"
That makes Taehyung stop his steps and frown. It’s true that all their friends have good jobs and are lucky enough to work in something related to what they like. Namjoon at the natural museum, Jungkook at the gym. Hoseok and Yoongi in the music industry. Seokjin at the restaurant. Taehyung’s position in the company is pretty important and his parents think he’s at the top of his career, so he must be doing good.
Despite all of this, Jimin’s words feel wrong. Jimin is no way less than any of them. Success can come from different places and, if Jimin wants it to come from his job like that, Taehyung is sure he’ll get there. Sometimes it takes more time.
He wants to tell him all of that, but Jimin is already looking at him with a soft smile on his face. Now that they’re face to face, Taehyung gets a little distracted by the way Jimin finishes eating the ice lolly. Taehyung thinks that if he dared to kiss the omega right now, his lips would have a strawberry taste, his favourite fruit.
"I guess this month with you guys is just a little break before… new beginnings, though."
Jimin resumes their path and Taehyung follows him.
"New beginnings?" he asks, reaching Jimin’s side. The omega nods.
"I got a new job in Seoul in September, teaching ballet." Jimin looks happy, Taehyung feels glad. "Salaries are way better there, but I’m supposed to be staying with Hobi and Yoongi hyung for a few weeks until I get my first paychecks and I can find somewhere to live."
Taehyung can’t hide the smile that fights to appear on his lips. It’s because Jimin looks optimistic about this new beginning, and for that Taehyung is happy. It has nothing to do with the idea of living in the same city as Jimin and not a bunch of hours apart.
After they’ve done some shopping and had a delicious dinner in the small restaurant in the village, they all decide to come back to the house.
"Do you mind if I go in your car now?" Jimin asks him. Taehyung gladly accepts. Namjoon and Jungkook are going in his car too, so Taehyung feels a little sad that they’re not gonna be alone in there. But why would he want that anyway?
Namjoon frowns a little when he sees Jimin walking to Taehyung’s car and not Seokjin’s. The omega is animatedly talking with Jungkook about the cheesecake they had for dessert, so Namjoon decides to head to the front passenger seat, next to Taehyung, still trying to make it easier for his cousin.
Taehyung smiles, feeling endeared because Namjoon keeps caring too much despite the fact that he has already told him it’s fine. Taehyung has thought for a moment that Jimin would sit next to him, but he supposes it’s just silly to care about that.
Namjoon is already opening the passenger seat door when Jungkook stops him, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. "Sit with me behind, hyung."
"But-" Namjoon starts.
"Hyung," Jungkook interrupts him. "Trust me."
Jimin enters the car with a shy smile. Taehyung smiles back at him. Through the rearview mirror, Taehyung can see Jungkook’s smirk.
They drive back to the house with the windows down, just because Taehyung doesn’t want to risk being too overwhelmed by Jimin’s scent in such a small space. A cool breeze crosses the car, making Jimin’s hair wave. His scent, though, is as pleasant as always. Not too intense, with just the exact amount of sweetness.
Jimin looks at Taehyung from time to time, the way his bicep flexes when the alpha holds the steering wheel, the way Taehyung drives, relaxed and unbothered, as attractive as always.
The times when Taehyung decides to throw a side glance to Jimin, the omega is looking at the landscape at the other side of the window. Tree after tree.
☼
On their first Saturday night, they all attend a party on the beach. There’s a little stage with a deejay and people gathered in groups, sitting on the sand and having drinks.
Taehyung likes the beach at night. The sand is not burning anymore, they don’t have to worry about the sticky sun protector and, instead of feeling the sunrays burning his skin, a cool breeze makes their hair wave from time to time.
The music and the chattering of people doesn’t make it easy for them to chat, not at least without raising their voices occasionally. Taehyung doesn’t mind it, though. He’s not exactly sure what the conversation is about, his eyes are focused on… Jimin, sitting just in front of him.
At this point, Taehyung should be used to the way the omega's shorts give him a nice view of his firm and milky thighs, the white cropped t-shirt he’s wearing is also wide enough to let a little of his collarbones visible, and his make up, oh, his make up includes little shiny stones under his eyes, and that’s new. Jimin simply looks too good while he does participate in the conversation taking place around them. He drinks from his plastic cup, but his lips are as shiny as they were when they arrived.
When Jimin looks ahead and their eyes meet, Taehyung’s heart does a funny thing. He feels it in his tummy too. He’s been wondering, lately, how it would feel if his wolf was awake. Would his alpha like the omega? Taehyung feels it’d be as obsessed as he is. That’s how it works, right?
The thought makes him feel a little sad suddenly, because Jimin and his omega deserve a proper alpha. Taehyung is not enough. Maybe if he stopped taking his suppressants… The idea makes him open his eyes wide, surprised. He’s never contemplated that before, he’s been scared of it, despite the amount of times Namjoon has tried to convince him that working on getting his wolf back was the healthiest thing he could do. His older cousin offered him the possibility to look for adequate professional help if he needed that, but Taehyung has never entertained that possibility.
Now, while he stares at a giggling Jimin, he feels he’d do everything for him. It’s scary too, feeling like that, especially because they’ve only met for a week. But the connection between them is obviously there. Taehyung wonders if it’d be even deeper if his alpha was awake.
"Come with me?"
Taehyung hasn’t noticed the way their little group is not immersed in a conversation anymore. Jungkook and Namjoon are making out, Seokjin, Hoseok and Yoongi are singing and dancing to the song the deejay is playing. Jimin is on his knees, next to him, waiting for an answer.
If the omega has told him where they are going, Taehyung hasn’t caught it, but he follows Jimin anyway. When they reach the shore, they start walking through it, letting the cold sea wet their feet while holding their shoes in their hands.
As they walk further from the lights and the crowd, the moonlight bathes Jimin prettily — Taehyung is starting to believe the omega simply looks good under any light.
While they walk, Jimin keeps sharing little pieces of his life, and Taehyung listens to him as if he was being told the most precious information. Maybe he is. Jimin tells him about how he enjoys teaching kids and how his second job at the bar was exhausting, he tells him about the new dance school he’s gonna be working in Seoul and how Hoseok helped him with the application process.
Taehyung also shares bits of his life, mostly work related. He tells him about his other friends and Jimin’s jaw drops when Taehyung tells him about one of them being a famous actor. He promises to get him an autograph or even introduce them and Jimin looks excited at the idea.
The conversation gets a little weird when they talk about previous relationships. Jimin, specifically, is the one who does the talking. Not that Taehyung has much to say about it. He feels uneasy, though, when Jimin tells him how he realized his ex had been cheating on him with different people. Taehyung feels enraged, tightening his hold on his shoes and fighting the urge to bear his fangs, even though that man is not even here to begin with. He’s surprised by his reaction, he’s never felt something like this, so primal and so intense.
Jimin notices the tension on Taehyung’s body, so he changes topics easily.
"Have you ever bathed in the sea at night?" Jimin asks suddenly.
Taehyung shakes his head. Jimin looks at him with rosy cheeks — possibly because of the drinks — and a smirk on his face. They’ve been walking for a while, so they’re now far from the party, in a dark area at the end of the beach, alone.
Then, while Taehyung is still processing Jimin’s intentions, the omega starts taking off his clothes and tossing them on the sand until he’s only in his white underwear.
"Come in with me then?" he asks.
Taehyung, astonished, looks at him. "The water is cold," he says, feeling a little dumb.
Jimin giggles prettily. He turns around and starts walking. Taehyung’s eyes land on the moon phase tattoo Jimin has on his back. Then follow down his slender waist, inevitably ending on his round and perfect ass, barely covered by his underwear. Taehyung moves his gaze quickly to a safer part of Jimin’s body, focusing on his feet instead. Cute, soaked, until he can’t see them anymore because the sea water is reaching Jimin’s ankles, then his knees.
"Oh, god, it’s freezing!" he screams.
Taehyung smiles when Jimin starts jumping cutely and, just because Jimin has drunk and he doesn’t want the omega to be in the sea alone, Taehyung quickly takes off his clothes and takes a few steps to join him. That is, until the cold water reaches a little over his ankles and needs to stop for a second.
"It’s… Wow, yeah…"
Jimin giggles, but Taehyung doesn’t miss the way the omega stares at his bare body, taller and bigger than him. Taehyung tries not to think about their nakedness and dives fully into the sea to get used to the cold temperature of the water faster.
When he comes out of it, pushing his now wet hair back, he can feel Jimin’s eyes on him again, burning on his skin, and he understands the feeling, because he does the same when it’s Jimin who dives and swims a little to reach his side. His makeup remains perfect on his lips and eyes, and the way his hair is now pushed back makes him look even more attractive, if that’s even possible.
Taehyung has never felt like this. So interested, so attracted to someone. And it’s not even about how hot the omega is, it’s about… everything, Taehyung can’t explain it, and he should be scared about this new feeling, about how something is definitely happening inside of him and it’s because of Jimin.
Somehow, he feels this is the moment he’s spent nights and nights thinking about and yet he doesn’t want to run away, he needs to stay and see what else Jimin can do to him.
The omega is floating face up, moonlight bathing his whole body now. Taehyung doesn’t think this is real. There must be something magical about Jimin. He stares at him and he wants to get closer. Jimin has been very respectful about not touching Taehyung. He sometimes can’t help it, but in general Taehyung can notice how Jimin is careful about it with him specifically. At first, Taehyung was glad, mostly because his heart did funny things that left him breathless for a second. After a few days, Taehyung felt… jealous, like a teenager, when he saw how touchy Jimin actually was with everyone else but him.
"What’s going on with you?" Jimin asks with a pout, now in front of Taehyung again.
Taehyung frowns. "What do you mean?" He knows the omega wouldn’t be asking this question if he hadn’t had one too many drinks.
"You don’t have a scent," he whispers, as if he was revealing a secret, despite the fact that they're very much alone. Taehyung can’t help the half smile that appears on his mouth despite the topic. Jimin is just being too cute right now, and the fact that this may have been bothering the omega makes Taehyung feel… important to him.
"Does it bother you?" he asks with a raised eyebrow. Is he trying to tease Jimin? Maybe he has drunk a lot too.
The omega huffs and wrinkles his nose, as if he were trying to get something. "It’s like something’s missing."
Taehyung’s smile falters a little. No one has ever cared about his lack of scent before, at least not enough to tell him about that. Jimin is still looking at him with a pout, but his wet lashes and the way he keeps licking his lips gives a mix of cute and sexy sight too dangerous for Taehyung.
"I use suppressants," Taehyung decides to confess.
"Why?" Jimin asks, visibly worried.
Taehyung shrugs, feeling unsure about how to explain. "I’m not really connected to my alpha," he decides to say.
Jimin opens his eyes wide. "Oh, so you’re an alpha."
Taehyung feels endeared because of how exaggerated Jimin’s reactions are, maybe because of the alcohol. "You were expecting another subgender?"
Jimin shakes his head. "I thought you were an alpha as soon as I saw you, um… you look like an alpha."
Taehyung raises his eyebrow again. "Is that so?" he asks with a smirk, although he gets it. Their size difference is so obvious that anyone could tell Taehyung is an alpha, especially when he’s next to Jimin. Taehyung especially likes it when they’re next to each other, like now, even though their bodies are half under the water.
Jimin nods effusively, as if it was obvious. "You’re tall, and big, and so handsome…"
Realization takes a little to come to Jimin, and when it does so, his already rosy cheeks get a darker tone of pink. Taehyung chuckles, feeling a little shy and his tummy making that thing again.
Jimin thinks he’s handsome, huh.
They let the sound of the waves reaching the shore surround them, the music of the party being only a far echo. Jimin’s eyes are fixed on Taehyung.
"You don’t like being an alpha?" Jimin asks after a while.
Taehyung shrugs. "It’s not like I know what being an alpha is like. I’ve been taking suppressants since I presented."
Jimin frowns. "Is that… good for you?"
Taehyung sometimes is not sure about that. He shrugs again.
"Does my scent bother you?" Jimin asks a little later.
The sudden question surprises Taehyung. The fact that Jimin can think that hurts Taehyung in a weird way.
"It doesn’t."
But Jimin gives him a knowing look, as if he was aware that Taehyung is not telling the truth.
"Scents don’t usually affect me," he adds, but Jimin keeps looking at him as if he was waiting for him to keep talking. "Yours is… good."
As soon as those last words leave Taehyung’s mouth, he regrets them. Not because they’re not true, but because he shouldn’t be doing this. Flirting with Jimin. Trying to get a good whiff of his delicious scent.
His words have an impact on the omega, of course. "I-is it?" He stutters.
"I mean, it’s a good omega scent."
Taehyung shouldn’t be looking at Jimin like this, like he is about to devour him, but there’s something addictive about Jimin’s reactions, squirming and blushing terribly.
"Do you wanna…?" Jimin tilts his head to one side, showing his intentions clearly. But reality suddenly shocks Taehyung. He hasn’t realized how close they are now, how he only needs to lean down a little and… But he can’t. He shouldn’t even want this with his suppressants on.
"I don’t… That’s not…"
"Oh, I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking," Jimin excuses quickly when he sees the alpha doubting. "I shouldn’t be doing this, I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable." Jimin starts to swim back to the shore, but, before he can get too far from Taehyung, he softly grabs his wrist to stop him and bring him closer again.
Taehyung clearly hasn’t thought too much about this. His hand is placed on Jimin’s waist now, and the omega gasps, surprised by the alpha actually touching him.
Taehyung’s nose flares, getting the most of the peachy scent he already loves. He closes his eyes and sighs, pleased.
"T-Taehyung…"
Jimin’s voice makes him open his eyes again. "I’m sorry…" Taehyung blinks, trying to clear his mind. "I don’t know what’s happening to me lately…"
Even though they’re the closest they’ve ever been, Jimin still leans in a little more, their legs brushing under water, unable to stop himself, trying to desperately find something, the lightest scent, but, again, there’s nothing. Jimin frowns, frustrated.
"What?" Taehyung wants to know.
"My omega doesn’t like that I can’t smell you, it feels wrong."
"I’m sorry," Taehyung whispers. For the first time in his life, he wishes he didn’t take his suppressants today. The thought is scary, but looking at Jimin like this, so close and frowning at his lack of scent, makes him feel something’s wrong with it too.
Jimin shakes his head. "It’s okay…"
"You smell good, though." Taehyung’s other hand moves up to Jimin’s cheek, cupping his cheek and leaving a tender caress there with his thumb, skin getting a little more blushy at his words.
Being this close, Taehyung feels the urge to kiss Jimin. He could, he just needs to lean in a little, just a little, and their lips would be touching. Taehyung has been thinking about them so much for the last days — and nights — that, now that they’re that close, the need to kiss them feels just natural to him, although he should be scared of such instincts growing up in him.
They’ve been drinking tonight. They’re not drunk, though. Maybe it’s the alcohol running through his veins what is making all of this a little easier for Taehyung, though. That, and Jimin already looking at him with pleading eyes.
Suddenly, Taehyung realizes he wants it too much and he’s not that strong. They’re alone, far from the people enjoying the beach party. He can’t even recognize the song the deejay is playing, melody blended with the sound of the waves. It’s the perfect moment, Taehyung thinks, when the moonlight keeps bathing Jimin’s pretty skin.
"Is this okay?" he whispers against Jimin’s lips.
The omega nods slightly. "Yes," he whispers back.
Their lips touch a second later, Taehyung’s hand still cupping Jimin’s cheek. Something moves inside of Taehyung when he feels Jimin’s plump lips between his own. The peachy scent surrounds them deliciously, getting a little more intense. Taehyung is not sure what is making him lose control. Jimin’s tongue. Jimin’s back against his hand. Jimin’s scent.
He should be panicking, but this — Jimin, the kiss — feels so right that Taehyung can’t find himself feeling anything other than comfortable.
The kiss is short, though. Taehyung doesn’t remember the last time he’s kissed someone. He looks for any kind of dislike sign in Jimin’s face, but the omega is looking at him with rosy cheeks and a little shy smile. His eyes are shiny, beautiful.
"F-fireworks," Jimin whispers.
At some point, the dark night sky has been full of colourful fireworks. Taehyung can see the bright light on Jimin’s face, he thinks he can even see their shapes in Jimin's eyes, or maybe not, but there’s no way he’s moving his eyes from Jimin.
"Yeah…" he answers dumbfully. Then, he kisses him again.
Later that night, when Taehyung is already tucked in bed, one of his hands is wrapped around his hard cock and the other is holding the shirt he’s been wearing tonight pressed against his nose, desperately trying to find the tiniest whiff of the omega’s fruity scent.
The suppressants should be working in his body, like they always do. It’s been so long since he let himself succumb to this kind of pleasure that he doesn’t even remember the last time. Suppressants absolutely crush his libido, which he supposes it’s one of its main goals.
Tonight, though, his body seems to be sure of what it wants. His mind is full of plump wet lips, milky thick thighs, the prettiest brown nipples he’s even seen. When he finally cums, with a groan muffed on the pillow, there’s no way he can’t deny what’s happening.
He’s fucked.
☼
Despite Taehyung’s new nightly activities, he’s not been sleeping well after that night. He’s gone from anxiously thinking about the possibility of finding his omega to spending the nights thinking the filthiest things about him, hand wrapped around his cock.
The sun is not even up when Taehyung and Jimin are both on the ground floor. Jimin, getting ready for an excursion through the mountains behind the house he’s planned to do with Jungkook, Seokjin and Hoseok. Taehyung… is just in the open kitchen, trying to focus on the milk he’s pouring on the mug and not on the omega applying sun protector all over his long legs.
The manbun Jimin is wearing gives Taehyung a nice view of his neck. Smooth and unmarked. Taehyung lets his mind get lost in that fantasy. Marking Jimin, sticking his fangs on the white and sensitive skin, not to leave a beautiful purple mark, but something deeper. Mate. Mate. Mate.
The thought startles Taehyung, making the mug between his hands slip onto the floor, shattering in a mix of ceramic pieces and milk.
After their night at the beach — and what happened afterwards in the privacy of Taehyung’s bedroom — Taehyung can’t keep denying what he’s been feeling lately. Something is happening to him, something that shouldn’t be happening with the suppressants on his body. And yet, Jimin. Jimin, Jimin, Jimin.
Taehyung is confused. This is what he has been afraid of all his life since his presentation, right? The crazy possibility of an omega waking up his alpha, just with a pair of almond eyes and the softest lips this world has seen. He should run away before it’s too late, too dangerous.
"Are you okay?" Jimin whispers, squatting in front of him to take the broken pieces of ceramic from the floor.
It’s been a couple of days since the beach night, and their relationship… is a little like it was during their first days here. Taehyung assumes it must be obvious something’s going on with him, and Jimin, angel Jimin, is giving him space.
He’s caught the omega looking at him here and there, smiling at him when his eyes meet across the room, trying to tell Taehyung that all is fine.
Taehyung is not sure, though.
His parents were pretty clear with him when he presented at eighteen. ‘Your alpha is not like other alphas. It’s dangerous, that’s why it’s better if you keep him asleep.’
"I…" is all he can say, standing like a dumb next to the kitchen counter. He’s not sure if he wants to take the broken pieces of the mug himself so Jimin doesn’t hurt himself or put a little space between them.
Jimin stands up, leaving the ceramic pieces over the counter. Taehyung follows every movement while the omega cleans the milk on the floor too. It’s when Jimin comes closer to him again, worry all over his face, and extends his arm to touch him that Taehyung reacts.
"Don’t touch me," he murmurs. Jimin stops mid-air.
The omega looks at him with wide open eyes before taking a step back.
"I’m s-sorry."
"No, I’m… It’s not safe for you to…"
Jimin frowns, but it’s the sadness in his eyes what breaks Taehyung.
"Sorry," he says, walking past him and leaving upstairs.
Namjoon and Jungkook, who’ve come to the open ground floor while Taehyung was focused on Jimin, look at them both with a confused expression. They look at each other like this was something they were expecting and, after a long sigh, Namjoon goes back upstairs, looking for Taehyung, while Jungkook walks to the kitchen, where a sad omega is still standing still, eyes wet and pout on his lips.
Jungkook sighs again when he’s next to Jimin. "Come here," he says, opening his arms. Jimin obliges, his body moving as if he was exhausted. When Jungkook wraps his arms around him, Jimin sighs, trying very hard not to cry.
"I-I don’t know what I did wrong…"
"I’m sure you did nothing wrong," Jungkook murmurs.
"We kissed. The other night."
Jungkook holds Jimin’s shoulder to look him in the eyes. "You what?"
"He… initiated, actually," Jimin adds, cheeks a little pink.
"Did he?" Jungkook is looking at him with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.
"Guys, are you ready?"
Seokjin and Hoseok are already on the main door, hats and backpacks on.
"Sure!" Jimin answers, suddenly needing to escape Jungkook’s inquisitive look.
"We’re not done with this conversation," the alpha whispers to him.
☼
When Namjoon opens Taehyung’s bedroom door, the alpha is already packing his things, with his suitcase open on the bed.
"Taehyung…" he tries, but his cousin keeps throwing his clothes into the suitcase, not even looking at him. "Taehyung, stop, please."
When he finally looks at him, Taehyung has tears in his eyes, running down his cheeks.
"Oh, man…" Taehyung is aware of how bad he is when he feels Namjoon hugging him. It’s not that they’re not close, but Namjoon is not one of showing physical affection — except if you’re Jungkook, obviously. "What happened?"
Taehyung doesn’t know how to start. I’m in love with Jimin. My suppressants are not working properly anymore around him. I think my alpha is awakening because Jimin is my destined mate.
"My suppressants are not working," Taehyung decides to say. Namjoon looks at him, visibly surprised.
"What?"
"I kissed him, the other night, at the beach." Taehyung sighs.
"You what?"
"Hyung!" Taehyung whines.
"Sorry, sorry, that surprised me, that’s all." Namjoon sits next to Taehyung at the edge of the bed. "Did he… want to be kissed?"
Taehyung looks at him, alarmed, but then his mind puts all the info together. He just told him his suppressants are not working, so Namjoon assumes he… forced Jimin? Taehyung feels a pang in his chest.
"I’m not assuming anything, change that face." Namjoon says when he sees his young cousin’s face. "It’s obvious for everyone that Jimin really wants to be kissed."
Taehyung growls at that.
"By you! I mean he wants to be kissed by you!" Namjoon clarifies, chuckling. Taehyung sighs, already feeling exhausted.
"What’s wrong with a kiss if you both wanted it?" Namjoon asks. As if it was so simple.
"Because I feel… things I shouldn’t be feeling with my suppressants, hyung."
Namjoon sighs. "That bad?"
Taehyung nods. "I’m scared."
"We’ve talked about this, Taehyung. You’re not dangerous, I promise you."
Taehyung shakes his head. He desperately wants to believe him, but…
"I can’t hurt him."
"So you’re leaving?"
Taehyung knows what his cousin is about to say, but he nods anyway, because that’s his plan, yes.
"If you’re feeling all of this, if you’re feeling your alpha waking up…, do you think he’s not feeling something too? Do you think you won’t hurt him if he comes back and you’re not here?"
Tears start sliding down Taehyung’s cheeks. He’s already thought about all of that, but hearing it out loud? It hurts.
"I can’t hurt him," he repeats, because it’s the only thing he’s sure about.
Namjoon softly pats his shoulder. "I know… and you won’t."
"My alpha is…" Taehyung tries to say what he’s been told all his life, but Namjoon interrupts him.
"Your alpha is not. Taehyung, look at me."
Taehyung’s eyes are so full of tears he can’t even see Namjoon, but he tries.
"You have to stop doing this to your alpha. We knew it was only a matter of time before something like this happened, right?"
Taehyung nods. They were actually expecting something worse. His body being unable to keep processing the suppressants, Taehyung getting sick…
"What do I do now?" he asks, feeling lost.
Namjoon smiles at him softly. "You can start giving Jimin some explanations, hm?"
Now that he’s feeling more calm, Taehyung thinks about Jimin’s face in the kitchen, the hurt, the worry on the omega’s face. Taehyung sighs, feeling like shit. That’s definitely the first thing he’ll do. That’s the least Jimin deserves.
☼
Hours later, when Taehyung finally leaves his bedroom, the smell of food reaches his nose even before he reaches the ground floor. Seokjin and Yoongi are already cooking, busy in the kitchen. Hoseok is playing music on his phone while chatting with the cooks, and Jungkook is showing the pictures they’ve taken during their walk to Namjoon.
Taehyung’s eyes look for Jimin, and they find him outside, sitting under a tree in the front yard. Taehyung sighs, sure of what he needs to do. He’s been thinking about this, about how to tell him.
As he gets closer to the omega, he can see his blond hair is still wet, maybe from the shower he’s taken after their walk. The sun shining over the tree leaves pretty shadow patterns on his bare legs, extended over a towel. Taehyung stops for a moment, wondering if he should interrupt this moment of peace Jimin is having.
Before he can make a decision, Jimin turns around his head to look at him. When the omega doesn’t smile at him, like he always does, Taehyung feels it in his chest. Jimin’s nose flares, then he frowns, and Taehyung feels confused.
"Can I join you?"
Jimin nods, pulling up his legs against his chest, giving Taehyung space on his towel. That’s… definitely closer than what Taehyung was expecting, but he doesn’t doubt about it too much and sits down in front of Jimin, slightly turned to the side so he’s not facing him directly.
Taehyung lets his legs lie over the grass, feeling it under his calves. He leans back on his hands, letting the breeze brush his face and relax him. When he looks at Jimin after a few seconds, Jimin is, obviously, looking back at him.
"I’m sorry about this morning, and about these last few days." That’s definitely the first thing he needs to say. "I think I owe you some explanations."
Jimin looks at him with a little pout. Taehyung finds him adorable, so even if it’s embarrassing for Taehyung, he makes the effort to tell Jimin everything about his alpha, his parents and the suppressants. By the time he’s done with that, Jimin’s eyes are a little wet. But Taehyung is not done yet.
"Suppressants have been working pretty well these years… but lately I’ve been feeling… that something’s off."
Jimin’s face doesn’t look especially surprised at that, and Taehyung can’t help but think about Namjoon’s words. Has Jimin been feeling it too?
"They’re not working as always and I think… I know it’s because of you."
Now, Jimin’s cheeks are a little blushy, and Taehyung feels proud to be the reason for that.
"Are you going to stop taking them?" Jimin asks, murmuring.
Taehyung grimaces. "I think I should…"
Jimin nods. "It’s not good for you…"
"Yeah…" Taehyung knows that, maybe he has always known that. "But I’m…" scared, terrified . "I don’t wanna be a threat to you, specifically." Taehyung adds this with just a whisper, feeling embarrassed for not being good for him.
Jimin slides his bare foot slowly, until it’s close to Taehyung’s hands. The alpha follows the movement with his eyes, focusing on pink toe nails coming closer to him, as if Jimin was testing if it’s okay. Taehyung’s fingers itch to touch them once they’re next to them.
"You won’t be," Jimin whispers. Maybe it’s because of how confident Jimin’s words sound, but Taehyung feels a little of the weight on his chest lifting up.
Slowly, and looking at Jimin for permission, Taehyung let his fingers rest on Jimin’s foot. His toes curl at the contact and Taehyung smiles, enjoying every little reaction he can get from the omega. His fingers slowly slide up Jimin’s foot until reaching the ankle. The way they can wrap around it is a little addictive, another clear sign of the size difference between them. Taehyung likes it.
"Will you let me help you?"
Taehyung looks at Jimin, confused, his thumb massaging the inner part of his ankle.
"If I’m the one that’s making them not work…" If I’m the one your alpha is looking for, Taehyung understands. "Will you?" Jimin adds.
Taehyung is not sure how Jimin plans to help him, but he nods, because accepting is the only thing he can do. It’s the only thing he wants too, maybe.
"Hey, you lovebirds!" Seokjin is calling them, standing at the threshold. "Dinner is ready, move your asses and do something!"
Jimin stands up fast, radiant smile back on his face, the blush on his cheeks a little more intense — maybe because of Seokjin’s words. Taehyung stares at him as they walk to the house, following Jimin a few steps behind and feeling something in his stomach, something good.
☼
It’s not that there’s a big change after that. It’s the little things, maybe.
The sun is already shining, sunrays filtering through the curtains and leaving repetitive patterns on Taehyung’s bare back when he wakes up.
Yesterday was the first day without taking suppressants and Taehyung doesn’t know how he feels. Scared, mostly. There’s no pain at least. He turns to his back and closes his eyes again, taking a deep breath and trying to feel something inside of him, he’s not sure what. Whatever he’s supposed to feel, he’s sure he has only felt it when he’s with Jimin so far.
Without suppressants, though, he guesses that feeling will be more… usual, maybe permanent, hopefully way more manageable.
A soft knock on the door makes him frown, it’s not that late and he didn’t agree to join any plan this morning. He lets whoever is on the other side of the door in, thinking it probably is Namjoon or Jungkook or literally any of the boys except the one he’s just met a little more than a week ago.
But then the door opens and a small figure he knows too well by now appears behind it.
"Hum, sorry, I didn’t know you were still sleeping," Jimin says when he sees Taehyung still on the bed.
Taehyung rushes to sit up and cover his crotch area with the cotton sheet burrowed in a corner of the bed.
"Uh, no, I’m awake, don’t worry."
Jimin is blushing a little when he comes in, and Taehyung wonders if it’s because of him. If his bare chest is all he needs to have Jimin prettily blushing like that, he’s sure he can manage to never wear a t-shirt again. God, he hopes this desperation is because of the lack of suppressants in his body and not his big fat crush on the omega.
Jimin walks slowly, looking around the room. His nose twitches a little, Taehyung thinks it must be a wolf instinct, trying to get the scent of the room. "So, um, I wanted to know if you’re okay, since, um, everyone left and you were still… yeah."
God, Jimin has always been this cute, right?
"Are we alone?" Taehyung asks, raising an eyebrow.
Jimin shrugs, a shy smile on his face. "Don’t get the wrong idea. They wanted to go for a walk but my legs are still hurting from yesterday."
The room is not really big. Actually, the wooden double bed is pressed against one of the walls, where a big window shows the tree tops from some of the trees planted in the front yard. Apart from the bed, there’s only a medium sized closet and an armchair, where Jimin is sitting now.
In front of the closet, Taehyung’s suitcase is still open with some pieces of clothes from yesterday, when he was trying to pack it all to leave the house.
Jimin’s eyes land on it, making the omega frown.
"It’s… I was about to…" Taehyung tries, but he’s not sure what to say.
"I understand," Jimin says, nodding.
"I wanted to…"
"Protect me?" Jimin looks at him like he’s fully understanding him.
"Yeah…" That’s exactly what he was doing, that’s all that was in his head.
Jimin sighs, bringing his feet up to the edge of the armchair so his legs are now blended in front of him. For a moment, all Taehyung can focus on is skin, skin and more skin. Jimin leans his head back, and his blond hair shines prettily under the few sunrays entering the bedroom. It’s unfair how good he looks.
"Is that something you wanna do? protect me?"
Taehyung nods, and Jimin tries to hide a shy smile by biting his lower lip.
"I don’t know… if it’s me or my alpha, though, it’s confusing," he confesses, hoping this is not something that can upset the omega, but Jimin looks at him with a tender smile.
"You don’t have to think about your alpha as something… foreign to you. It’s a part of you, maybe a little more raw and wild, but it’s still you."
Taehyung nods, he thinks he understands. "All of this is new to me," he says.
"I know, that’s why I’m here."
"I thought your legs were hurting," Taehyung says, smirking, just to tease Jimin.
Jimin giggles. "Actually, although I’m serious about helping you, I think your friends can do that too. I’m an omega, at the end of the day."
Taehyung frowns. "What do you mean?"
"I mean… Our natures are a little different, I’m sure they will be able to talk to you about ruts and all that and give you-"
"Ruts?" Taehyung knows he must be looking like a dumb right now. Obviously, he’s heard about ruts, although he’s never experienced one. But he hasn’t thought about them at all, for years, never. He’s never contemplated living without suppressants before, so he’s never thought that knowing about ruts and what they entail would be something he needed.
"Do you know what a rut is?" Jimin asks, not mocking him, just curious.
"I-I mean…" God, this is embarrassing. "I guess, the basics," he adds. Jimin smiles softly to him. "Don’t laugh at me!" he adds with a pout, and Jimin giggles.
"It’s okay, I get it, if you’ve never had one… I wish I didn’t know about heats, honestly."
"Are they that different?" Taehyung asks, because he suddenly needs to know what Jimin has to go through.
The omega’s cheeks turn a little darker, but he answers naturally anyway.
"It hurts, mostly. It’s… uncomfortable if you spend it alone."
"Do you? Spend it alone?" Taehyung asks eagerly.
"Not always, but mostly, yeah." The idea of other people, other alphas, being with Jimin has Taehyung seeing red for a second. He thinks he even shows his fangs a little. Not at Jimin, of course.
Jimin is not offended, he smiles at Taehyung. "Possessive too?"
Taehyung blushes a little.
"I was thinking we could do something together," Jimin changes the topic drastically, much to Taehyung’s luck.
"Okay." Taehyung is not even sure about the omega’s plans, but he can’t think about anything else he would rather do apart from being with him.
☼
Today, Jimin is not walking under a sun umbrella to protect himself from the sun, although Taehyung thinks that grabbing a couple of regular umbrellas before leaving the house would have been a great idea, given the dark clouds over their heads while they walk again the streets of the little village.
Taehyung is not sure where Jimin is taking him. When he left his bedroom less than an hour ago, Jimin was already waiting for him, asking him to grab his car keys to come here again. At some point, though, Taehyung thinks he has an idea. He recognizes this street when the sweet scent of waffles reaches his nose. The last time they were here, Jimin spent a few minutes staring at all the sweets the cozy coffee shop had exposed behind a big window.
"We should have breakfast first," Jimin tells him with an excited smile once they’re in front of the wooden and glass door of the coffee shop.
The scent when they’re inside is even more delicious than outside and, although Taehyung hasn’t even realized they left the house without having a tiny breakfast, he feels suddenly hungry, craving something sweet.
The implications of him choosing a portion of the peach cake with a green tea doesn’t click until they’re already sitting at a table next to a window with views to the beach. Under the dark clouds covering the sky, the sea is not shining, the sand looks darker than on a random summer day. However, despite the unusual darkness outside, Jimin shines like an angel among mere mortals inside the coffee shop.
That’s it, that’s what he is, Taehyung thinks, while he stares at him taking the first bite of the strawberry short cake he’s chosen. Jimin is no god or merman, he’s an angel.
"Hm…" Taehyung groans when he has a taste of the peach cake. "God, this is delicious, I was craving peaches so bad lately…" he adds, much to his dismay.
When he looks back at Jimin, the omega is smiling at him with a subtle blush covering his cheeks. That’s when Taehyung understands.
Looking like a lost puppy, and also a little embarrassed as realization takes in, he looks down to the piece of the peach cake in front of him, then back to Jimin, who’s biting his lower lip now, trying to avoid a shy smile.
Taehyung does smile at him shyly. Then, they keep having their delicious breakfast and sharing a nice conversation.
A walk through the beach after their copious breakfast takes Taehyung back to what happened the last time they were both here a few days ago. It’s not that Taehyung has forgotten about that night, about how good Jimin looked under the moonlight or about how nice the omega’s sweet lips tasted against his own.
After all these days, Taehyung thinks he can pinpoint every single touch they’ve shared. Their little moment under the tree, a light brush of their hands the next day while cleaning the kitchen, the touch of their knees last night, while they were sitting at the little table in the garden, playing cards with the boys.
It’s obvious that Jimin has been cautious about that so Taehyung doesn’t feel overwhelmed, so it’s him who can set the pace.
Now, while they’re walking along the seashore, shoes in their hands and letting his feet leave a path behind them on the soaked sand, the idea makes Taehyung’s heart beat faster. He only needs to extend his arm a little, reach for Jimin’s hand, just a few centimetres from his own. It’s like Jimin is leaving it there for him to hold if he pleases. And Taehyung does.
For a moment, he’s not sure about what Jimin is talking about, his mind focused on their barely brushing fingers. When Taehyung lets them brush, finally, only a few seconds and in the softest way, Jimin’s words stop.
The omega looks at him, smiling with his pretty rosy cheeks, and Taehyung feels a little more comfortable. He knows it’s silly, especially when they’ve kissed, bare bodies almost touching, Taehyung’s hand resting on Jimin’s lower back.
But there’s no alcohol in his body now to make him feel braver, and being aware of what’s happening between them makes it feel more real, this thing, this tension, the realization that Taehyung’s alpha is awakening because of Jimin.
It’s a scary thought, but it’s a little less scary when Jimin looks at him like that, like he fully trusts Taehyung and his alpha. And he must do that, Taehyung thinks, because Jimin is here, on a barely empty beach, alone with Taehyung.
They keep walking in silence this time. The sound of the waves is relaxing. A dog runs behind some gulls a few meters in front of them, barking excitedly. The next time their fingers brush, Taehyung takes a deep breath and lets them intertwine, slowly letting his hand hold Jimin’s smaller one.
Taehyung thinks this tiny step that feels so big to him must be rather insignificant for Jimin, but then he feels the omega slightly squirming next to him when Taehyung’s hand properly holds his own, thumb leaving long and tender caresses over the back of it.
They sit down at some point. The sand is unusually cold at this hour of the day. They know they’re testing the clouds over their heads, the temperature is not that hot today and, although the conversation goes from trivial things like "God, these birds are getting more dangerous every day," to other bits about their lives like "Namjoon hyung and I used to spend a few weeks a year on the beach when we were kids," Taehyung doesn’t want this morning with Jimin to end.
The dog gets closer to them as soon as they sit down, barking and moving its tail excitedly. The cute little maltese runs around them, unable to decide who he wants to be petted by. After a few seconds, Taehyung is surprised to see the dog has decided to focus on him. He loves animals, so he pets the little dog, pulling it onto his lap.
"Hmm… he clearly has a favourite…" Jimin murmurs with a smile.
Taehyung chuckles. He’d choose Jimin over anyone else.
The dog is busy smelling his hands and leaving small licks over them. Jimin looks like he wants to add something, but he remains silent, observing them.
"Toro! Come here, come on!"
An old lady is walking to them. The little dog looks at her, then at Taehyung. He steps down the alpha’s lap but he doesn’t run to the lady, he keeps moving his tail, waiting for her to come closer.
"I’m sorry, he doesn’t usually run that far from me! I hope he’s not bothering you," the old lady says with a bow once she’s standing next to them, panting a little because of the fast pace she’s kept over the sand to get quickly next to them.
"He’s not bothering us at all. There’s nothing to worry about," Taehyung assures the lady with a radiant smile.
The old lady stares at him for a second, then she smiles back. "What a nice man." Looking at Jimin, she adds: "You got a nice alpha." Jimin’s cheeks rosy blush turns a little darker. Taehyung bites his lower lip, looking down at his feet half buried in the sand. Then, the lady takes Toro in her arms and leaves.
After a few seconds of silence, Taehyung adds with a chuckle, "People keep assuming I’m an alpha despite my lack of scent. It doesn’t feel so bad now."
Jimin stares at him, thinking. "You look like an alpha," he says, although Taehyung has the feeling that’s not what Jimin was initially thinking, but he softly chuckles anyway, that’s what Jimin told him the last time they were at the beach.
In a surprising movement, Jimin sits a little closer to him, slowly, giving Taehyung time enough to reject him — as if Taehyung could do something like that—. Then, the omega tenderly rests his head on Taehyung’s shoulder, sighing. Taehyung feels tense at first, but he quickly relaxes and finds comfortable being that close to him.
"Is this okay?" Jimin whispers.
Taehyung hums, slightly nodding his head. He turns his head to feel Jimin’s blond hair brush his nose, taking a discreet whiff of his peachy scent, feeling too tempted to leave a kiss there. "Yes," he murmurs then, only to keep his lips busy with something else.
"That lady was right, though," Jimin adds a few seconds later. "You are a nice alpha."
Taehyung chuckles again. "We don’t know that yet."
He feels Jimin shrugging against him. "I know."
It’s been a couple of days without suppressants for Taehyung, and he feels like he’s waiting for a big change, a big revelation, but the only thing he’s sure of is that he’s feeling a little more intensely. The fact that Jimin trusts him like this makes him feel a big warm wave of affection invade his body.
The omega turns around to look at him and, suddenly, Taehyung realizes how close they are, how close their mouths are. It’d be so easy to kiss him again. The idea makes him feel a little nervous. There’s no party, no night, no music. It’s just them, under a cloudy sky.
Jimin doesn’t move more than that, clearly waiting for Taehyung to take the last step, and the alpha is about to do so, he’s decided to lean in the couple of centimetres separating their lips to kiss Jimin again when a few big raindrops fall onto their noses, breaking the moment.
They look at each other, surprised, a smirk on their faces.
"I think we should be going," Taehyung says. Jimin nods.
Even though they end up running for the village streets to the car — holding hands and giggling like teenagers —, they’re absolutely soaked when they get into it.
"Ugh, we’re gonna make a mess in your car," Jimin says when Taehyung is opening the passenger door for him.
"I don’t care, just hurry inside."
Doubtful, Jimin does as he’s told while Taehyung runs around the car, quickly opens the back door to get something and then he runs to get into the driver’s seat. It’s then that Jimin realizes what Taehyung has on his hand right now, a deep blue beach towel.
"Can I?" Taehyung asks. Jimin nods, cheeks a little blushy.
Taehyung softly slides the towel over his face, more like little touches, so he can get rid of the big raindrops still sliding down Jimin’s face — even though Taehyung still thinks Jimin looks extremely hot like this —. Then, he focuses on his hair. Jimin leans in to make the task easier for Taehyung, staring at him with an almost endeared look.
The alpha is glad that Jimin just lets him do it. It’s not only the need of protection he’s been feeling lately regarding the omega, but also the need to take care of him. Taehyung assumes those are instincts not exclusive from alphas when Jimin does the same to him using the other end of the towel.
The raindrops hit the car’s roof hard, the sound is deafening, but Taehyung can only focus on Jimin. Jimin being close to him again, almost on his lap. Jimin softly wiping up his hair. Jimin’s scent filling the car. Jimin. Jimin. Jimin.
"We’re still soaking the seats," Jimin says when he’s done with Taehyung’s hair.
The alpha hums, nodding.
"There’s not much that we can do about that, only taking off our clothes." There’s silence after that. Jimin looks at him surprised, with the blush on his cheeks looking a little more intense. Taehyung opens his eyes widely when he realizes what he’s just said. "I’m not saying that’s what we should do! No, we’re not taking our clothes off, that’d be inappropriate and I don’t want you to think that’s what I want from-"
"Taehyung," Jimin interrupts him, giggling. "Relax, it’s okay."
Taehyung feels his cheeks burning. "God, I’m sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking about…"
Jimin keeps giggling. "Yeah… You surely not…" he answers, biting his lower lip.
The soaked clothes stick to Jimin’s body in a way anyone would find insanely distracting, but Taehyung tries hard to keep it cool and start their drive back to the house.
They spend the little drive back playing songs. Jimin distractedly sings to them and, from time to time, he shares little stories about them. Taehyung listens to him and smiles, loving how openly Jimin talks about everything with him.
When they’re parking the car next to the house, they see the car the others have used this morning is back.
"Thank goodness they’re here. With this rain it is not safe being in the woods," Jimin says as he unfastens his seatbelt. Taehyung does the same.
Any of them gets out of the car, and it’s not exactly because it’s raining, maybe it’s because they need to lengthen a little this morning they’ve spent together, alone.
"What’s your relationship with strawberries?" Jimin asks, suddenly. Taehyung is surprised about the random question and looks back at him with a little frown before answering.
"My grandparents had a little farm when I was a kid. My parents didn’t like it back then, but I used to spend some weekends with them in the greenhouse. It was the best moment of the week."
Jimin shows him a tender smile, maybe because of the mention of his grandparents being a caring figure during his childhood, something Jimin knows by now that his parents weren’t, not at least exactly.
"Why are you asking that? Did Namjoon tell you about it?"
Jimin shakes his head. "I don’t think that lady at the beach could get it, because it’s very subtle, but your scent has an intense strawberry undertone."
Taehyung is… definitely surprised by those words. He instinctively presses his nose to his shoulder, trying to find something, but he can’t. Jimin giggles.
"We don’t usually get to smell our own scent that easily," the omega explains.
"But can you… smell mine?" Taehyung asks, astonished.
Jimin nods softly. "Can I…?" he asks, leaning a little closer to Taehyung. Then, Jimin is close, too close. His nose flares cutely, something Taehyung has seen him do lately. He never thought… not so soon, at least. Jimin sighs, pleased, as if he’s found what he was looking for when his nose is close, too close to his neck. Taehyung wishes he could feel it pressed against his skin.
"It’s mostly… earthy. It reminds me of home a little, you know?" That warm feeling invades Taehyung’s chest again. "I lived in a mountain area when I was a kid," he explains.
Jimin has been leaning in so much that he’s barely on Taehyung’s lap, so, without giving it a second thought, and maybe because Jimin’s own scent is feeling a little too much for Taehyung after being in the car for so long, Taehyung moves the seat back and rests a hand on the small of the omega’s back, making Jimin finally sit on his lap.
"But the strawberries are there, you know? Especially when I’m… closer."
It’s an obvious mistake, Taehyung realizes as soon as he feels the weight of Jimin deliciously resting over his body.
"Because you can get to smell it better?" Taehyung asks, feeling a little dumb.
He thinks all of this must be very confusing to Jimin. Taehyung was having a hard time deciding if holding Jimin’s hand was appropriate and safe back on the beach, now he has him straddling him in his car. But the omega is busy nuzzling his neck, and finally feeling the soft brushes of Jimin’s pretty button nose on his neck has Taehyung feeling his pants a little tight. And that… that is dangerous. Red alarms should be blasting on Taehyung’s brain and yet… the tenderness of Jimin’s movements over him makes him feel weirdly calmed, comfortable.
Jimin shakes his head no to answer his question, brushing his nose against Taehyung’s, smiling and surrounding Taehyung with his scent.
"Sweet undertones are usually more intensely present in alpha’s scents when they’re… having an intimate moment."
Horny, when they’re horny , Jimin doesn’t say, but Taehyung assumes, feeling his cheeks burning again at having been caught red-handed.
"Can we kiss again?" Jimin asks, pleading, whispering against Taehyung’s lips.
Taehyung doesn’t answer with words. He tenderly cups Jimin’s cheek and brings their lips closer, the closest, until he can feel Jimin’s thick lips under his tongue.
Kissing Jimin like this, after deciding to stop taking his suppressants and accepting his alpha, after acknowledging Jimin’s part in all of this, feels definitely different. For a moment, Taehyung wonders if he has ever kissed someone before the way he’s kissing Jimin right now, with his lips, with his tongue, but also with his whole body, with his soul.
The thought arises a little pang in his chest. Taehyung understands that, despite his alpha still being half asleep, it is a clear message: How do you dare thinking about your previous kisses when you have our omega between your arms. And Taehyung couldn’t agree more.
It all feels so good that Taehyung finds it hard to not get carried away. Jimin’s lips. Jimin’s scent. Jimin’s ass on his lap. But he makes the effort to focus on their lips, on the dancing of their tongues. At most, he lets himself feel the way Jimin’s hands are holding his biceps. But nothing else. Because if Taehyung focuses on the rest, on the amount of places where their bodies are touching, then he’s gonna have a big problem, and Jimin is gonna feel it without a doubt.
It’s easy to lose track of time when someone like Jimin is kissing you, Taehyung thinks when a knock on the passenger’s windows interrupts their little make up session.
When they pull apart, Taehyung needs a couple of seconds to look at Jungkook, smirking at them from outside the car. Jimin’s lips, red and swollen, are too distracting. Jimin doesn’t move from Taehyung’s lap, and that makes Taehyung feel powerful. The hold of his hand on Jimin’s waist becomes firm, suddenly, and Jimin is perfectly aware of the little changes in Taehyung’s body after being interrupted by another alpha, Taehyung can feel Jimin’s thumb leaving soft caresses on his arm.
Taehyung feels proud that he’s not showing his fangs to Jungkook.
"Dinner’s ready," it’s the only thing Jungkook says when Taehyung lowers the window, a smirk and a knowing look plastered on the younger’s alpha’s face. When he gets a little whiff of the mix of scents inside the car, though, Jungkook shows a grimace and distances himself a little from the window. "We’re starving, so don’t make us wait."
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After that, everyone in the house is really aware of what is going on between them, if it wasn’t clear until that moment. Jimin is treating him with the same understanding and patience, but Taehyung can feel the side glances his friends throw at them, at him specifically.
At this point, he’s just waiting for any of them to say something when Jungkook enters his bedroom just after knocking, without giving time to Taehyung to answer. It’s been only a couple of days since the young alpha interrupted whatever was happening in Taehyung’s car.
Jungkook throws a white plastic bag with a green logo onto his bed and takes a seat on the side armchair where Jimin sat a few days ago. Taehyung, who was on his phone before Jungkook entered the room, sits up on the bed, looking from the bag to the young alpha with a frown.
Inside the white bag, Taehyung can see a blue shiny box and a transparent plastic bottle. Condoms and lube. Taehyung is about to ask what all of this is about, with a mix of anger and embarrassment, when Jungkook starts talking first.
"I assume that’s your size, but check them out."
"Excuse me?" Taehyung says, perplexed.
"They’re extra-large. Honestly, if you need something bigger than that, I don’t think we’ll be able to find them in the village’s little drugstore."
Taehyung doesn’t say anything, he keeps staring at his friend with a confused expression and a light blush on his cheeks.
"Look, Jimin is my best friend and, after what I had to see in your car the other day, we need to have a conversation before things escalate."
Taehyung can’t believe Jungkook is talking about what he thinks he’s talking about.
"I’m not gonna hurt him," is all Taehyung answers, because, above everything, that’s the thing Taehyung is sure the most.
"I know you won’t, Jimin is a tough omega," Jungkook assures him. Taehyung nods. "And I know your alpha wouldn’t hurt him," Jungkook adds.
Taehyung wants to say that they’re not sure about how Taehyung’s alpha is gonna be, but apparently he’s the only one having doubts about it. Feeling his doubts, Jungkook keeps talking.
"If Jimin has been able to start awakening your alpha even with the suppressants on…" Jungkook looks at him, doubtful about his next words. "Do you understand what that means, right?"
Taehyung stares at him, because he understands, he’s perfectly aware of what it means, but he’s never said it out loud.
"He’s the one," Jungkook adds. Taehyung doesn’t think he’s ever seen him this serious about something.
Hearing it out loud, even if not from his own mouth, doesn’t feel so shocking as Taehyung was expecting, maybe because he’s been thinking about this for days.
"He is the one," he answers, swallowing hard.
Jungkook nods. Then, a little smile shows on his face.
"I’m glad it’s you for him. I can’t think of anyone better and… God, I’m glad it’s you, you should see how the others were…" Jungkook adds.
At the mention of others , other alphas who’ve been with Jimin , Taehyung growls, showing his teeth. The sight is scary, but Jungkook chuckles, shaking his head.
"Yeah… You’ll get to control those possessive instincts with time, don’t worry," Jungkook adds. Taehyung sighs. "Well, as I was saying, we need to have a little conversation about what your alpha will need from his omega."
Taehyung groans, hands covering his ears in embarrassment.
"I have an idea," Taehyung says, because he does. Not the details, though. He’s never been in a rut and it’s not something he’s ever talked about with his friends. He can’t believe Jungkook is right again.
"Yeah, a very general idea that doesn’t include ruts with your destined omega."
The words destined omega make Taehyung’s heart do a little thing. They like how they sound. "But you’re with an alpha," Taehyung answers. Jungkook's smirk gets a little bigger.
"Destined alpha for me, it’s not that different."
Taehyung remains silent as Jungkook starts talking about what a rut feels like, in a very explicit way that has Taehyung feeling weird in front of his friend. The things Jungkook is explaining, though, make sense. Ruts are intense. It’s better if your first sexual encounter having your alpha awake and with your destined mate is not during ruts. It’s something Taehyung wants to experience, enjoy and, most importantly, remember.
It turns out that Jimin was right, and talking to another alpha, even if it’s his much younger alpha friend, is really helpful for Taehyung. Without realizing it, when Jungkook leaves his room a couple of hours later, Taehyung is feeling more confident and self-assured about all this situation.
He takes the blue box and the bottle out from the bag. The lube is unscented and edible, which Taehyung is glad for. Even though omegas’ slick is usually enough, it’s better to have lube and not need it than needing it and not have it, Jungkook said. Taehyung agrees. On the blue box, big white letters read: Extra-Large. Thin feel. Knot resistant.
Taehyung has never popped a knot. Jungkook has talked to him about it, but, in the end, it’s something Taehyung needs to experience himself to fully understand the feeling. The idea of being tied to Jimin like that while his seed fills him pleases Taehyung in a very specific way he’s not able to explain, maybe because it’s related to something primal and wild inside of him, his alpha’s instinct kicking in. He likes the idea, a lot. So much that the tent on his pants gets too obvious too fast.
His hand quickly wraps around his hardened cock and, today, his mind is filled with the thoughts he’s been fantasizing lately, but a little different, a little more specific. Because, in Taehyung’s head, Taehyung and Jimin are not just two men, they’re alpha and omega and, even though Taehyung’s mind can’t fully picture it all, the little details he already knows make him reach his orgasm way faster than usual.
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They’re in the supermarket the next day, just a few of them, getting what they need to spend another week in the house. Taehyung pulls the shopping cart, letting his arms rest on the handle while Seokjin walks next to him, guiding him through the different aisles while he picks what they need.
Jimin and Hoseok walk a few meters in front of them. Taehyung would like to be able to pay attention to what Seokjin is telling him, something about a new recipe he wants to try with them, but his mind is too focused on the blond man in front of him, especially when a handsome and young alpha stands next to him, completely ignoring Hoseok while he talks to Jimin. The omega looks back at him politely, with his usual smile.
It’s an understatement to say the sight doesn’t please Taehyung’s alpha, or just Taehyung. He tightens his hold on the shopping cart and exhales through his nose, moving his eyes to the beer bottles next to him.
Seokjin, who hasn’t missed the situation, softly pats Taehyung’s shoulder. "Don’t be too hard on yourself, you’re not just getting used to your alpha, but also you’re doing so while dealing with finding your mate. Those are two critical moments for any wolf, you’re doing well…"
However, Taehyung wonders if that’s right. At this point, he feels his alpha getting over control. Most of the time, though, he doesn’t even notice it, when he prepares breakfast for Jimin — although he hates any form of cooking — or when his eyes basically trail after Jimin like a lost puppy, trying to help, provide, protect. No one says much about this dynamic between them, his friends only smile softly here and there, and Jimin lets him do what he pleases, even when Taehyung is sure is getting too far. But Jimin never gets mad at his attentions, he actually receives them gladly, understanding, dedicating Taehyung the most lovely smiles, looking at him with shiny eyes.
It keeps raining, and raining, and raining. At least the temperature lowers a little and, fortunately, the house is big enough to not feel claustrophobic for the seven of them. Taehyung and Jimin, though, are mostly attached to the hip.
"Are you even comfortable there?" Taehyung asks Jimin.
Both of them are in Taehyung’s bedroom, reading. Taehyung on his bed, Jimin on the armchair, legs perched over the armrest. Taehyung won’t deny that the sight is distracting, if only for how good those bare legs look. So he’s not reading much because of that, but also because he’s worried Jimin is not comfortable just to make him feel comfortable.
Which is absurd, because, at this point, Taehyung will be more than glad to welcome him to his bed.
Jimin shrugs, turning around his eyes from the book to Taehyung.
"I think you’d be more comfortable in my bed," Taehyung blurts.
Jimin looks visibly shocked after that. It’s a little silly how their pace works, Taehyung thinks. Because they’ve kissed, more than once, and the kisses they shared in Taehyung’s car were pretty heated. But they seem to move like this, one step forward and two steps back. Taehyung wonders how many kisses they have to share for Taehyung to kiss Jimin freely.
The omega stands up from the armchair and joins him on the bed, crawling slowly closer to Taehyung. The alpha can’t take his eyes from the sinuous movement of Jimin’s body and he begs to his body not to get the wrong idea, but Jimin is Jimin, even if he’s wearing an old t-shirt and some cotton shorts again, he shines, and shines, and shines, and Taehyung always finds himself willingly drowning in his light.
"Like this?" Jimin whispers when he’s lying next to Taehyung.
No, he wants to answer, because Jimin is closer, but it’s not enough.
"Closer?" he tries, and Jimin obliges, scooting closer to Taehyung until they’re lying on their sides, face to face.
"Better?" Jimin whispers again.
Taehyung nods, although the sight of Jimin finally on his bed is affecting him a little too much. He boldly lets his hand rest on Jimin’s hip, looking at him searching for some kind of discomfort, but the omega looks at him with rosy cheeks and his usual smile. Taehyung wants to-
"Kiss me," Jimin begs.
Kissing Jimin like this, lying on a bed, has Taehyung feeling too much. The hand on Jimin’s hips push him a little closer, until their bodies are pressed against each other. Jimin hums, pleased, and Taehyung feels something in his chest. We make our omega feel good . But it’s not enough and, before Taehyung can’t help but start kneading Jimin’s precious ass, he moves his hand to clench it around the bed linen under them.
He kisses Jimin hungryly and the omega keeps being pliant in his arms, taking whatever Taehyung feels like giving, opening his mouth, his legs. Until Taehyung is already hovering over him, slowly grinding his hips down on him.
"Taehyung," Jimin whispers, but Taehyung is lost in his neck, nuzzling and biting the sensitive skin under his ear, desperately looking for Jimin’s scent. "Taehyung," Jimin repeats.
Taehyung looks at him then, eyes darkened and cheeks flushed. Jimin softly cups them, leaving a soft kiss on his lips.
"Let me do something, hm?"
Taehyung nods, sitting up. Jimin follows him and takes both their t-shirts off. Taehyung can’t help but puff his chest when Jimin starts leaving kisses on it, soft, warm, then a little sloppy. The path of their lips goes up until it reaches Taehyung’s neck, where Jimin whispers: "Can I scent you?"
Suddenly, there’s nothing else Taehyung wants more right now, even though this is something new for him. That’s exactly what he was craving, though, getting lost in Jimin’s sweet peachy scent.
He lets Jimin do as he pleases. The omega’s movements are slow, tender. He holds one of Taehyung’s hands, fingers intertwined, as he sits on his lap. Taehyung wraps one of his arms around his waist, just so he’s more comfortable and, then, Jimin’s nose keeps moving over Taehyung’s neck, not leaving a single centimetre untouched. His lips follow, and Taehyung is not sure what is affecting him more, the wet feeling of his lips or the omega’s warm breath hitting his skin. He tilts his head anyway, giving Jimin more space, and the omega hums gladly.
His peachy scent gets more intense after every second, sweeter. At some point, when Jimin is already nuzzling his shoulder, Taehyung thinks he can feel the peachy scent on his mouth, sweet on his tongue. He swallows, trying to get it deeper into his body, as if he could get closer to the omega like this. He buries his nose on Jimin’s blond locks then, taking a deep breath to fill his lungs with peaches. At this point, there’s an obvious tent on his pants, but Jimin doesn’t comment anything about it, too focused on scenting Taehyung.
Then, Jimin’s lips start tracing a path down his arm. Taehyung lets him, of course, enjoying the way Jimin seems to get lost in it too, on the way his small hand can’t seem to be able to wrap around his bicep or the way he seems to need a longer time to completely cover every centimetre of skin there with his mouth.
Jimin’s mouth keeps going down Taehyung’s forearm, until reaching his wrist, where he spends a good time. Taehyung has already his nose buried on Jimin’s neck, thinking if there’s a possible way for them to melt against each other and become one, one body, one soul.
"Tell me I can live drenched in your scent from now on," Taehyung whispers in Jimin’s ears.
The omega doesn’t chuckle, doesn’t smile. He whines, nodding, while he moves them so he can leave kisses on Taehyung’s face. His forehead, his eyelids, his nose, his cheeks.
The intense peachy scent filling the room is showing some undertones now, and Taehyung feels he can get them all perfectly. He feels they’re familiar, although, at the same time, he feels he’s never got to smell something like this, so perfect, so comforting. It’s like Jimin’s scent, the peachy tone but also the earthy subtones, is made for him, especially for him to like, to love, to obsess with.
Jimin’s lips are already on Taehyung’s mouth again when his hips start moving over his bulged pants.
"God, yes…" Taehyung whispers, his hands resting on Jimin’s ass while it sinuously moves over him.
Taehyung is ready to take another step, whatever it must be, making themselves cum, he assumes, but a knock at the door interrupts them.
"Guys, it’s not raining anymore and we got invited to a party!" Yoongi shouts at the other side of the door. "Don’t wait to get ready at the last minute, and wear your best clothes! These friends from Jungkook are posh posh."
Jimin groans, letting himself lie down on the bed again, in front of Taehyung, with his legs still over Taehyung’s thighs. Taehyung feels a little astonished by the sight of a very flustered Jimin, slightly panting on his bed, and visibly hard.
God, it’d be so easy for Taehyung to forget about his own erection and take off Jimin’s pants, wrap his hand around Jimin’s cock, bury his tongue in Jimin’s hole…
"Don’t look at me like this," Jimin chuckles.
Taehyung gets out of his head. "Like what?"
"Like you want to eat me," Jimin says boldly, smiling.
Taehyung hovers over him, letting his body rest over Jimin’s only so the omega can feel his own hard-on is still there too. The contact makes Jimin whine, but the sound is interrupted by the pressure of Taehyung’s lips against his own. The kiss is short this time.
"It scares me how much I want to," Taehyung admits.
Jimin cups his cheeks then, leaving a tender peck on his lips.
"I need you to understand something," he says. Taehyung gives him all his attention, Jimin’s smile gets a little bigger at his cute reaction. "You’re getting used to your alpha instincts, and it can be overwhelming. But you’re not the only one who wants."
Taehyung swallows. It’s obvious, Namjoon had told him, Do you think he’s not feeling it too? And it’s true. Having Jimin saying it out loud, though, does something to his heart, to his cock.
"All these things you’re feeling, I’m feeling them too. The physical part, but also the…" Jimin stops. Taehyung feels hanging onto the words the omega hasn’t said. The feelings? The love? "I’m a little better at controlling them, but please don’t even doubt how much I want this too."
Taehyung nods, and their lips meet again. Slow, wet.
"We should stop and get ready for the party," Jimin whispers, resting a hand over Taehyung’s bare torso. Taehyung groans, he couldn’t care less about a party. "I know," Jimin says, always understanding him, "but I promise you we have time, and I’m sure we’ll have a good time there too."
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Maybe it’s a good thing Yoongi got to inform them a few hours in advance before the party, because Taehyung really needs a long shower. A part of him, a big, primal part of him, doesn’t want to risk getting rid of Jimin’s fresh scent of his skin, but he’s sweaty too and he needs to do something with the big problem between his legs.
He’s glad he packed a few more smart clothes when he has to choose his clothes for the night. If he spends a little more time than usual deciding what to wear, it’s definitely not because he cares about Jungkook’s friends — who he can already assume are rich, young and crazy —. He thinks the white and black shirt, with a couple of unbuttoned buttons, will be of Jimin’s liking. His also black and white bandana will also help with his unruly curls.
If he opens the blue box Jungkook gave him and puts a couple of condoms in his wallet, no one needs to know.
While Taehyung and the rest wait for Jimin and Jungkook to come to the ground floor, Taehyung lets himself be confident in his looks and dreams about spending the night dancing with Jimin, kissing him, maybe something more.
However, when Jungkook gets to the beginning of the staircase with a smirk dedicated only and only to Taehyung, the alpha should have assumed he was not ready for what was coming. Because he definitely isn’t.
The click-clack hitting the stone floor should have been another warning, but Taehyung’s brain was too lost in his own fantasies, so when Jimin appeared in front of him, he felt his jaw falling to the floor.
Jimin’s small feet are partially covered with white heels. His toe nails are visible too, now painted in a very similar pink. The heels make his calves look especially delicious. Taehyung’s eyes keep going up, focusing on how the most part of Jimin’s thighs are also bare. The tight white dress fits Jimin's curves in a delirious way, or so thinks Taehyung. It leaves most of Jimin’s back uncovered too, moon phase tattoos perfectly visible. Jimin’s blond locks are prettily styled back with shiny hairpins, and the long dangling earrings he’s wearing bring Taehyung’s eyes to his neck, white and smooth. This time, Taehyung can see a little blemished mark on his pulse point and, despite feeling dumbfounded by the sight, Taehyung feels his chest puff, thinking that Jimin, his precious Jimin, looking ravishingly like this, is proudly sporting a little mark Taehyung hasn’t even been aware he left there.
"You look good, Taehyung-ah," Jimin says, now standing in front of him. Taehyung focuses on the little shiny stones placed again under his eyes, like the night of the beach party. His lips look glossy too. Taehyung can only think about devouring him whole.
"Huh?"
Jimin smiles, liking Taehyung’s reaction. The alpha can’t help but lean in a little, looking for a kiss, but Jimin’s smile gets a little bigger when he takes a step back, hand resting on Taehyung’s chest.
"You’ll ruin my makeup," he says, teasing. And Taehyung groans, feeling like his extra time in the shower was absolutely useless. He nuzzles the omega’s neck, though, getting a good whiff of his scent and letting his teeth play over the little mark there.
"Oh, come on, you two can wait until we get to the party at least!" Seokjin says, rolling his eyes.
Taehyung is glad that the drive to Jungkook’s friends’ place is not longer than ten minutes. Especially because the way the little dress Jimin is wearing rides up his thighs when he’s sitting next to him is quite distracting. Fortunately, Namjoon and Jungkook chat animatedly in the car, breaking the tension between them.
The house is very similar to Jungkook’s, but the front yard is way bigger, decorated with a thousand little fairy lights and a huge pergola with white flowers where a deejay is playing music. The doors to the kitchen are fully open so it’s easily accessible from the garden, and people are going in and out of it with drinks in their hands.
"Let’s go have some drinks," Hoseok says. After that, the group of friends get lost among the crowd. Taehyung is glad to have Jimin next to him, smiling at him.
It’s the omega who holds his hand to walk together through the crowd. "Should we have some drinks?"
Taehyung follows him, feeling a little unsure about how he’s going to react to having Jimin, his lovely Jimin, looking like that surrounded by people who can actually look at him too. It helps, though, the way Jimin seems to have only eyes for him.
They grab some beers and Taehyung keeps following Jimin, who’s still grabbing his hand and taking him under the pergola, where people are dancing to R&B songs.
At this point, Taehyung already knows it’s not the lights what are making Jimin look like that. He shines, shines and shines under any light. He still looks very much like an angel, a little sinful, truth to be told, especially when he starts dancing in front of him, looking at Taehyung while he takes gulps from the beer bottle.
The way those shiny lips wrap around the bottle mouth is too much for Taehyung’s poor heart. Jimin swaying his hips to the sensual rhythm of the music makes Taehyung realize he’s in deep trouble tonight. He moves too, eyes fixed on the omega, hand resting on his waist, sliding it to the small of Jimin’s back to bring them closer.
They keep dancing and drinking, and because Jimin’s heels are not ideal to walk over the mullid grass of the front yard, Taehyung decides to be in charge of getting more drinks for them while Jimin waits for him under the pergola, where he can comfortably dance over the wooden floor.
Taehyung feels a little thing in his chest screaming at him to not let him alone, but he can’t let himself get carried away by these silly instincts. They’re at a party, Jimin is an adult. He’s a tough omega , Jungkook had said. So Taehyung goes to get more drinks before joining him again.
He’s very aware, though, of the way he seems to be especially surrounded by alphas every time he comes back to him. Jimin just keeps dancing unbothered, but at some point Taehyung can’t help but actually show his teeth at them once he has his arm already wrapped around Jimin’s waist.
"It’s okay…" Jimin whispers in his neck, hand sliding up and down Taehyung’s chest.
"Sorry," Taehyung says, because it’s true. He’s not usually so possessive, so territorial.
"You’re an alpha, Taehyung." Taehyung assumes it’s right, although he could pass with a hard look, and not the primal instinct to show his teeth, especially when the alphas weren’t even close enough to touch his omega. The idea makes him growl, hiding his nose in Jimin’s neck.
Jimin cups his cheek then, making them look each other in the eyes. Then, the omega leans in to easily brush their noses together, thanks to the little extra high he has with the heels.
"I’m here with you," he reminds Taehyung, and he nods, trying to assimilate those words. "And I don’t want anyone else, alpha, not tonight, not ever" he adds.
Taehyung kisses him then, confidently. Jimin welcomes his lips gladly, opening his own so Taehyung can easily deepen the kiss. Suddenly, they’re not following the music rhythm anymore, they’re just standing there, surrounded by people enjoying the party, kissing like their lives depend on it.
It’s Jimin who pulls apart, his hand again leaving caresses over Taehyung’s chest.
"Breathe, alpha," he reminds him, for which Taehyung is glad. They’re still surrounded by people, and Taehyung’s thoughts were taking him to dangerous places.
They decide to go find the others to reduce the tension between them a little. Jimin opts to take off his shoes so he can walk more comfortably through the garden grass, and so the both of them move through the people, holding hands so they don’t lose each other in the crowd.
They find Jungkook and Namjoon eventually, close to the kitchen. Jungkook introduces the host of the party, an old friend of his from his childhood. As Taehyung guessed, the boy is young, wealthy, and an alpha. He’s nice during the whole time they spend talking with him, but the boy surely seems to be busy sharing little conversations with everyone.
By the time he leaves his little group, Taehyung sees Jimin is already looking tired, eyelids heavy.
"You wanna go home?" Taehyung asks him. Jimin nods, nuzzling Taehyung’s shoulder.
They walk their way back home and, despite the fact that Jimin tries to do that wearing the high heels again, Taehyung offers to piggy back him when they’re not even halfway.
"I don’t want you to get tired," Jimin murmurs against his nape, but Taehyung is more focused on the way his hands are holding the bare skin of Jimin’s thighs, wrapped around his waist.
"Don’t worry, I don’t want your feet to get hurt."
Jimin sighs, a warm breath hitting Taehyung’s neck.
"I don’t get how you can doubt that you’re a nice alpha," Jimin whispers. Taehyung smiles.
"I wanna be a good alpha for you," he confesses, maybe because alcohol makes him a little bolder, or because Jimin is not fully looking at his face.
"My destined alpha, you’re already so good to me."
Destined, destined, destined.
Taehyung's heart beats a little faster after that. Not because he didn’t know about that, but because hearing Jimin saying it out loud, so freely — again, maybe because of the alcohol — feels too real, making his legs feel a little weak.
When they get to the house, they see they’re the only ones there, his friends still at the party. Taehyung knows tonight would be the perfect night. They’ve been so close this afternoon that they could easily finish what they started a few hours ago.
But they’ve been drinking and, although Jimin looks at him like he clearly wants it too, they seem to be in tune with this too when Jimin doesn’t try to get into Taehyung’s room. He leans his shoulder onto the threshold, Taehyung easily towering over him.
Yeah, they should leave more distance between them. But then Jimin’s hands are roaming his chest, slowly unbuttoning Taehyung’s shirt. He lets him do it, slowly, teasingly, and his body feels confused for a moment, because it’s not gonna be tonight, it’s not, but god, he wants to.
Jimin takes his shirt fully off, sliding his hands up Taehyung’s bare chest, then down from his shoulders through his arms. Instead of letting the garment toss onto the floor, the omega holds it in his hand and brings it closer to his nose, taking a good whiff from the clothing, then sighing, pleased.
"I’m taking this with me tonight," he announces with a smirk on his face. Taehyung holds his chin and kisses him, hard and deep.
"I want something too," he murmurs in his lips.
Jimin giggles. "You want me to take off the whole dress?" he asks with a raised eyebrow.
Taehyung shrugs nonchalantly. "I’ll take whatever you give me."
Jimin hums, pleased by the answer, and kisses Taehyung again.
"I can give you something better," he whispers menacingly.
"Yeah?" Taehyung is starting to feel really affected by the situation. His pants are clearly tented and, if Jimin doesn't go to his bedroom, he’s not sure to do the right thing and wait tonight.
It doesn’t help at all when Jimin slides his own hands under the dress, eyes fixed on Taehyung. Taehyung’s, though, are lost in the way the little white dress rides up Jimin’s thighs. He licks his lips, already thinking about the moment he will be able to bite them. Then, his breath hitches when he understands what Jimin is doing, moving his hips to the side while he slides down his underwear. Taehyung follows the movement until a thin lacey white thong is hanging from Jimin’s finger.
"I think you’ll enjoy this better than my dress," he purrs.
Taehyung lets himself lean in, mouth open, to properly sniff the underwear directly from Jimin’s fingers. He holds his wrist in the process, firmly, and groans when the sweetest peachy scent fills his lung and his throat.
Feeling at the verge of losing control, Taehyung takes the white thong in his hand and kisses Jimin fiercely.
"Go, before I can’t let you out of this room," he pleads.
Jimin smiles, pecking his cheek. "I promise you, very soon, alpha," he whispers. Then, he gets lost down the hallway.
After a few hours, Taehyung needs to change his sheets.
☼
The next morning, the house is dead silent until late afternoon. When Taehyung decides to leave his bedroom after taking a good shower, he’s glad to find Jimin in the kitchen, alone.
Taehyung sighs, staring at Jimin’s back while the omega is busy doing something on the kitchen counter.
"I thought I’d see you wearing my shirt today," he says boldly. Jimin turns around, smiling. His cheeks get a little blushy.
"I don’t think your shirt can be worn right now," he murmurs. Taehyung gets closer to him, an eyebrow raised.
"How so?" He can imagine, but he needs Jimin to say it.
"You know why… I’ll wash it before returning it to you." Jimin bites his lower lip.
"Don’t," Taehyung says. Jimin looks at him, surprised. "Don’t wash it, I want it back as it is right now." He rests his hand on the counter, cornering Jimin against it. The omega seems to be very pleased. He giggles, feeling shy by Taehyung’s implications.
"Dirty…"
Taehyung hums, getting a hold of Jimin’s wrist and bringing the piece of apple in his hand to his mouth. Taehyung chews and swallows it with his eyes fixed on Jimin.
"You’re so bold suddenly," Jimin notices with a smirk on his face.
Taehyung shrugs. Recent developments have made him feel more confident in all of this, in what he wants, in what he can be for Jimin. Destined alpha, you’re already good . The words have been repeating in his brain like a mantra. Taehyung is starting to believe them, feeling a heavy weight slowly lifting from his shoulders.
It’s Taehyung who takes a piece of apple from the counter and feeds it to Jimin. The way the omega’s thick lips wrap around the fruit is distracting. The closer they get to Taehyung’s fingers, the more tempted Taehyung is to replace the apple with his lips.
He takes a deep breath, because the feeling of Jimin’s lips touching this thumb is insanely delicious. His mind is running a mile per hour, filled with scenes of Jimin on his knees, begging eyes, open mouth. The obvious train of thoughts must be visible on his face, because Jimin looks at him teasingly, knowing perfectly well what Taehyung is thinking about.
"Horny alpha," he accuses, as if he was any better. Taehyung can feel the way Jimin’s scent is a little sweeter now, his pupils dilated.
Taehyung is about to say all of this to him, but Yoongi enters the kitchen, yawning. He throws a side glance to them.
"For the love of god, keep your hands off of each other, I’ve just woken up and my head hurts," he says while he grabs the coffee from the upper cabinet.
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Despite the evident hungover visible on Yoongi’s face, he’s kind enough to walk with Taehyung to get his car back, which Taehyung appreciates, given how hard the sun is shining over their heads. Fortunately, Jungkook’s friend’s house is close enough to get to it with a short walk, which they can manage to do from tree shadow to tree shadow.
Yoongi talks to him about his upcoming projects and how Hoseok and he have plans to visit his parents before they have to go back to work in a few weeks. It’s not until they reach Taehyung’s car that the topic, Jimin’s topic, becomes inevitable.
The car’s front seats have some marks from the rain from the other day. It’s not a big thing, but between that and the little sand and the dust from driving through unpaved roads, Taehyung knows he’ll have to bring his car to the carwash at some point.
"The fuck you’ve done in your car, kid?" Yoongi asks him as he sits on the passenger seat. Before Taehyung can answer, though, Yoongi’s face shows a big grimace. "Tell me you and Jimin didn’t fuck here."
"Oh, no, hyung no!" Taehyung says, shaking his head, embarrassed. "We haven’t…" he adds, but he doesn’t finish.
Yoongi looks at him seriously while Taehyung turns on the car engine.
"That’s hard to believe, with the way you two have been acting these last days…" Yoongi observes.
Taehyung shrugs, trying not to show the topic is a little sensitive to him. Even though he’s more confident with Jimin right now, getting intimate with him still scares him a bit, despite how much he wants it. The conversation with Jungkook was definitely helpful, although a little weird. But Jungkook is a good alpha, despite his youth.
"Are you worried about that?" Yoongi asks him, because apparently he’s that easy to read.
"I guess…"
"You’re surrounded by alphas, we’re your friends, you can come to us."
Taehyung nods. "What if I lose control? Jungkook told me it’d be nice if we… got to do that before my rut comes, and I agree, but it still scares me a little."
"That's good advice from Jungkook."
Taehyung chuckles. "He came to my bedroom a few days ago with a bag full of condoms and lube to gimme the talk. Can you believe it?"
Yoongi smiles. "Aish, this kid… He did good, though, since you’re not talking about what's bothering you…"
Taehyung feels exposed. Yoongi is right.
"Was the conversation with Jungkook helpful?"
"Yeah…"
"But?" Yoongi asks with a raised eyebrow.
"I feel like… I can’t keep avoiding this anymore, the need is… quite intense, and I wonder how I can know if it’s my rut coming or just…"
"Or just that you’re horny," Yoongi finishes.
Taehyung grimaces. "Yeah."
"It’s okay to feel like that, since you haven’t experienced a rut before. Once you go through the first one, you’ll feel more confident in detecting all the signals. It’s a matter of time for it to come, though…"
Taehyung nods.
"It’s gonna be fine. Are you spending it with Jimin, I assume?"
And the thing is… they haven’t talked about that. They’ve been implying the fact that they want to have sex together, they’ve been really close to that too. But Taehyung understands that eventually they’ll have to talk about some things before his rut hits. What about Jimin’s heats?, he wonders suddenly. They definitely need to talk.
Talking, though, it’s the last thing Taehyung thinks about doing with Jimin when they’re back at the house and he finds him sitting at the edge of the pool, eating an ice cream.
In a very similar situation like the day Taehyung arrived at the house, he wonders if everything is moving in slow motion. Or at least Jimin’s sinful mouth.
"Don’t make it harder for the poor boy," Yoongi says to Jimin when he walks next to him, patting his head.
Harder is definitely the right word, Taehyung thinks. Although he’s not sure if it’s only the way Jimin is sitting like the sexiest merman ever the reason why his pants are feeling a little tighter. Upcoming rut or not, Taehyung is horny.
Jimin looks at him, smiling, patting the floor next to him so Taehyung can sit next to him. Taehyung goes fastly under the outside shower and then jumps into the pool, splashing Jimin and the rest in the process.
When he comes out of the water, he swims to join Jimin, sitting next to him and letting his feet under water.
Jimin offers him a little of the pink ice-cream he’s holding in his hand. The omega brings it close to Taehyung’s mouth, eyes fixed on him. Taehyung wonders if there’s a way they can behave around each other without making it extremely filthy.
He gets a good taste of the ice-cream. Eyes fixed back on Jimin. "Strawberries," he murmurs. Jimin smiles shyly, shrugging. Taehyung wonders if this is what Jimin felt back in the coffee shop, if the omega is so obsessed with strawberries like he’s with peaches lately.
Taehyung leaves a long kiss on Jimin’s forehead, surprising the omega. He wants to kiss his mouth instead, his neck, his chest and, god, he’s dying to kiss those thighs. But the forehead is a safe spot, while they’re in the pool with their friends.
When they look at each other after that, Jimin’s soft look shows him how much he gets it.
This is how they spend the lazy Sunday, over the house pool. Taehyung tries not to be too over Jimin, but he can’t help it, from time to time, he reapplies the sun protector on Jimin’s back, or gives him water or prepares him a plate with food when it’s time for dinner. Taehyung feels a little calmer when he realizes Jimin does most of those things to him too. He applies sun protector on Taehyung’s back, he drinks half the little bottle of water and gives the rest back to Taehyung, waiting for the alpha to finish it. It’s nice, it feels really nice.
The shadow over the trees is a nice place to have little naps and read, and that’s what Jimin and Taehyung do while the last sunrays of the day bathe the front yard. Jimin is finishing the book he’s been reading these days while Taehyung relaxes, head over the omega’s tummy. He knows now is a good time like any other to start the conversation, although Jimin’s fingers playing with his hair are a little distracting.
He gets a hold of them, bringing them to his mouth to leave a little kiss over every single one of them.
"I think I’ve been waiting for you my whole life," Taehyung murmurs, suddenly. The cheesiness of his words makes him grimace a little.
Jimin looks down at him, smiling softly, and Taehyung is sure these words are true too. Because he’s been scared, of course he’s been scared to find Jimin. He’s been anxiously thinking about him at night for years, without picturing his pretty face or his delicious scent. Taehyung has been afraid of finding his omega. However, it’s precisely Jimin what he has been needing all these years, even if he wasn’t aware. A kind and careful hand to softly shake his alpha awake, to get rid of artificial suppressants and make him embrace who he is. He’s on the way to doing all of that, but it’s all because of Jimin.
"I’m so lucky that you’re my omega," he adds, and Jimin’s eyes seem to shine a little harder under the golden hour.
The omega leaves the book over the towel and uses his now free hand to cup Taehyung’s cheek, while the other is busy holding the alpha’s hand.
"I’m lucky too, so lucky," he adds, visibly emotional.
Taehyung hums, leaving more kisses on Jimin’s hand, his wrist.
"There’s… some things I’d like to talk about before we… you know."
"Before we have sex?" Jimin asks, eyebrow raised.
Taehyung nods, and Jimin pulls him closer, so Taehyung is fully hovering over him. Probably this is not the best position to talk about this, but Taehyung is not going to start denying things to Jimin now.
"You don’t have to worry about that, I trust you, Taehyung, you and your alpha, my alpha."
Listening to those words is comforting, they make Taehyung feel more and more confident every time.
"My… my rut is coming," he says, fearful.
Jimin leans up to leave a little peck on Taehyung’s lips. "Are you scared?"
Taehyung wants to tell him that he’s not that scared if he gets to spend it with him, but he doesn’t want to assume, he can’t. It’s Jimin’s decision after all and, although all of this is feeling pretty rushed and intense, Taehyung is obviously going to give Jimin an opt out for this.
"It’s… unnerving not to know how out of control I’ll be…" he says instead.
Jimin hums. "I…" he starts, his cheeks getting a deep pink. "I’ll be there to take care of you, alpha." he whispers. "If that’s what you want, obviously," he rushes to add.
Taehyung looks at him adoringly. He’s in love with him, he loves Jimin a lot. The realization of his feelings doesn’t even surprise him. It’s probably fast and unreasonable from the outside but, for him, he doesn’t think there’s another thing he can feel for Jimin but love, pure and raw love.
"That’s all I want," he whispers, tears pooling in his eyes.
Jimin kisses him slowly. "I don’t want you to worry about it then, I’ll make it good for you," Jimin whispers against his lips.
Taehyung groans, hiding on Jimin’s neck. The intensity of his peachy scent welcomes him like always, in his favourite place, and they rest like that, until they’re alone in the garden and the sky is pitch dark.
"I think that if we turn off the outside lights we’ll get to see the stars properly," Taehyung murmurs.
Lying on the edge of the pool, surrounded by all the darkness they can get in a neighborhood like this, they spend a while looking at the sky, holding hands, sharing kisses here and there while they talk about the few constellations they recognize.
Jimin’s breath hitches when a fleeting ray of light crosses a little portion of the dark sky.
"Wow, I think I’ve just seen a shooting star," he says.
Maybe Taehyung would have had the chance to see it too if he wasn’t so busy staring at Jimin instead.
"You need to make a wish," Taehyung whispers when Jimin turns to look at him.
They stare at each other, soft smiles on their lips, until Jimin pulls Taehyung partially over him so they can kiss.
"I don’t think I can ask for anything else," Jimin whispers.
Taehyung hums, he doesn’t think he’s felt this happy ever. "I get the feeling."
Maybe because Taehyung is too focused on the feeling of Jimin under him and the way they are kissing, he doesn’t notice the little movement that sends him back to the pool.
Jimin giggles while Taehyung feels the cold water surrounding his body, taking him out of the daydream Jimin had him in.
"Oh, you’re so gonna regret this, you little menace," he says as he grabs Jimin’s wrists to drag him into the pool with him.
"Oh, god, it’s freezing," he says between giggles while he tries to wrap around Taehyung like a koala.
"Really? And you think it’s a nice thing to do that to your alpha?" Taehyung’s words would sound more reproachful if he weren’t smiling so big.
Jimin pouts cutely, wrapping his arms around Taehyung’s neck. "I thought you were getting too heated, alpha."
"Is that so?" he asks before pressing his lips to Jimin’s again. The omega welcomes him like always, pliant in his arms, open mouth ready for him.
Taehyung brings them to one of the pool walls, pressing Jimin’s body against it while Jimin wraps his legs around Taehyung’s thighs to bring him even closer, if that’s possible.
For a moment, Taehyung tries to tighten his hold on the edge of the pool to fight the temptation of letting his hands roam Jimin’s body. But Jimin doesn’t have anything to hold onto, his hands slide up and down Taehyung’s arms, then his chest, then his back and, at some point, that’s not enough for any of them, the kisses, the touches.
It’s too easy for Jimin to start grinding his hips against Taehyung’s. He shouldn’t forget Jimin is a dancer, Taehyung thinks.
"Gosh, yes…" Taehyung sighs on Jimin’s neck. The omega’s hands are already on Taehyung’s hair while the alpha nuzzles his neck, leaving tiny bites that surely leave pretty marks tomorrow.
"Alpha…"
Jimin’s whines make Taehyung groan, growing more desperate.
"Alpha, you’ve been so good, so good…"
At this point, the desperate movement of their hips against each other is making the pool water move around them.
Jimin softly pulls from Taehyung’s hair to make the alpha look at him. "Tell me what you want," he begs, and Taehyung needs a couple of seconds to catch his breath and let his brain form the words.
"I want to fill you up," he confesses.
"With your cock?" Jimin asks, getting a little lost in Taehyung’s dark gaze.
"With my seed," he answers, smiling when he hears Jimin’s shy gasp. He presses his forehead to the omega’s. "I wanna stick my cock so deep into you and paint your walls with my cum, fill you up so nicely until your precious flat tummy is bulging with my pups."
"Gosh…" Jimin sighs, lips brushing Taehyung’s. "I guess your rut is closer than we think, hm?"
Taehyung doesn’t care about it anymore. "Maybe it’s you who make me like this," he says, making Jimin smile.
"You two!!!" A scream from one of the windows on the first floor makes them pull back from each other. Seokjin looks at them with a white mask covering his whole face. "You better not fuck in that pool!!!"
The sound of the windows closing hard leaves them alone again. Jimin sighs, hiding on Taehyung’s neck, feeling shy.
"I think he’s right," Taehyung murmurs, chuckling funnily.
"Then take me to your bed, Tae."
☼
By the time they get to Taehyung’s bedroom, the alpha is already drenching on Jimin’s scent.
"My alpha… Let me make you feel good…" Jimin whispers between kisses when Taehyung sits at the edge of the bed, making the omega straddle him.
Although there are multiple fantasies running through Taehyung’s mind, for a moment he feels he can perfectly cum like this, drenched on Jimin’s scent, only with the sweet friction over his very much hardened cock.
A persistent thought screams loudly in his head, though. Not enough, not enough. It’s not even closer, actually, to what he really needs, to what he’s been desperately thinking for the last few days, to the point their soaked trunks even feel like too many clothes between them.
It’d be easier with less clothes between them, Taehyung needs to get rid of them, but Jimin’s movements over him start to look desperate, like it’s not enough and he can’t stop at the same time. Taehyung gets it, because when he starts thrusting his hips up, the feeling is exactly that. His delirious mind tricks him, though, thinking that if he keeps thrusting he’ll be able to enter his precious omega, whining over him.
It’s torture, but Taehyung can’t find a moment to stop, get naked, lie Jimin under him on his bed. He can feel the wetness on Jimin’s ass. His mind thinks about how his little pretty hole must be clenching around nothing. His fingers slightly slide under the waistband.
"Can I?" he whispers. Jimin nods.
Jimin is so worked up, though, that the slight feeling of Taehyung’s fingers sliding down his ass crack and finally rimming his hole is enough to have him cumming over him.
Taehyung is fascinated by the feeling of the slick coating his fingers. He plays a little with it, softly running his fingers over the sensitive area while Jimin cums. Then, he can help it, he brings his fingers to his mouth to have a taste. He groans, loudly. If he thought the scent felt delicious on his mouth, nothing is comparable to the sweet slick of his omega coating his tongue.
He lets Jimin catch his breath resting on his shoulder. He threads his fingers through blond locks, his other hand rubbing circles on the lower of his back. He’s trying not to think about how hard his cock is right now, when Jimin starts kissing his neck.
"How do you want me, alpha?" he whispers in his ear. Taehyung groans, unable to decide if he wants him on his knees between his legs, mouth open and pliant for him, or just under him on the bed so he can eat him whole.
"Lie on the bed for me," Taehyung murmurs back. He takes off his trunks while Jimin does so and then he removes the omega’s too. Jimin looks at him with rosy cheeks and shiny eyes, pleading for him to touch him, but Taehyung needs a couple of seconds to process the sight in front of him.
Jimin licks his lips, impatient, leaving them wet. His chest rises and falls, as if Taehyung needed something to focus on the pretty nipples that are now ready for him to devour. His cute cock is lying over his flat tummy, pink-ish, trimmed, not too long nor too thick, but perfect for the omega’s small figure. His thick legs are a little spread, and the inner part of them is shiny, sticky with his slick. Taehyung needs to run his tongue over them.
And that’s what he does, he hovers over him, kissing his lips first. Then, his mouth runs down Jimin’s delirious body, ignoring his nipples, ignoring his very tempting cock, until it reaches his glorious thighs. He holds them tight while his tongue licks them clean, peachy slick tasting delicious. He thinks about all the times he’s thought about this moment, about licking them and kissing them and biting them. And that’s what he does. He scatters sloppy kisses from his knees up to between his legs, where the omega’s scent is the sweetest.
Temptation of burying his face in his very fat ass is hard to resist, but Taehyung focus on the task at hand, which is covering the inner part of Jimin’s thighs with kisses and bites, marking them with little purple marks and teasing the omega when his teeth reach too close to the place Jimin is dying to have him.
Jimin looks overwhelmed when Taehyung looks up at him, hands clenching around the sheets and chest heaving.
"Can I taste you?" Taehyung asks. Jimin nods furiously.
"Pl-please…"
Taehyung helps him turn around. When Jimin is already on his tummy, Taehyung stares at his back, the wet hair, the moon phase tattoo down his back, the thick and rounded ass cheeks, coating with slick. He licks them clean, hands around Jimin’s hips. He doesn’t even let his tongue near his ass crack, and Jimin squirms under him, impatient.
"Don’t tease me, please…" he asks.
"You want more?"
Jimin whines, pushing up his ass. Taehyung smiles, using his hands to open him and slide his tongue over Jimin’s hole. He wants to keep it slow, teasing. But the scent and the taste is too much, and Taehyung ends up eating Jimin out desperately, until Jimin is at the verge of cumming again and the alpha’s face is covered in slick. He does a good job with his tongue and fingers so Jimin is ready for him, enjoying too much the way Jimin ends up grinding on his fingers, fucking himself in his tongue. Taehyung wants to have him sitting on his face, but his very hard and neglected cock is desperately claiming some attention.
He hovers over him, now letting his cock slot between his ass cheeks. The feeling is insanely good, Taehyung feels dizzy for a moment, feeling Jimin’s body under him, his cock wrapped by his plump ass.
Taehyung runs his hand over the side of Jimin’s torso, his mouth leaves kisses on his nape, down the tattoos. He wonders how he got them and he feels thrilled by how much he still has to discover from his omega.
"How do you want me to fuck you?" Taehyung asks, ensuring Jimin feels comfortable with what they decide to do.
"Just want you inside, please," Jimin answers, feeling too desperate to properly think about what Taehyung is asking him.
"What’s more comfortable for you if I…" Taehyung tries to be more clear with his words, "if I knot you," he whispers in Jimin’s neck. He feels the omega’s skin reacting to his breath.
Jimin turns his body to look at him, until they’re both lying on their sides. "You wanna knot me?" Jimin asks, with his fingers softly trailing Taehyung’s jaw.
"I…" I don’t know if I can control it, he wants to say, but Jimin seems to understand his face, smiling at him softly. "I can’t think about anything else," he says instead.
Jimin’s smile gets a little bigger, teasing. "I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately, you know?" he asks, his hands sliding down Taehyung’s chest until it slowly wraps around the alpha’s cock. Jimin looks at him, eyes asking if this is okay. Taehyung kisses him.
"Yeah?" The idea of Jimin thinking about him like this makes his chest puff. He thinks about the party night, when Jimin went to his bedroom with his shirt. Taehyung remembers very vividly how his night went, hand wrapped around Jimin’s thong, pressed against his nose. His other hand around his cock. He knows Jimin’s night wasn’t that different.
Jimin’s hand softly moves up and down Taehyung’s cock, spreading the alpha’s precum and making it wet all along. The sight is maddening.
"You’re so big, Taehyung…" Jimin whispers. Taehyung groans, because it looks even bigger next to Jimin’s hand. It does a nice job, though. "Do you think I haven’t noticed? Do you think you hide this," he said, tugging at his cock, "well enough? You drive me crazy, alpha…"
At this point, Taehyung can’t help but thrust into Jimin’s hand, the movements are slow and short, but they feel deliciously good.
"Does my hand feel good?" Jimin asks as he thumbs the head. Taehyung groans.
"Yes, yes, ah…"
"Good… Why don’t you tell me where you have your condoms and I can show you how better my hole feels, hm?"
Taehyung nods, frowning. "nightstand," he murmurs.
Taehyung feels the lack of Jimin’s touch instantly as soon as the omega turns around to rummage in the first drawer. When he turns around to Taehyung holding a white bag with a box of condoms and the lube, Taehyung groans for another reason.
"I see you did a little shopping in the village," Jimin teases him.
Taehyung doesn’t even want to talk about Jungkook right now. He kisses Jimin fiercely, and the omega understands he seriously can’t wait any longer to feel him around his cock. Jimin understands, he always does. He grabs a condom, then he uses a little of his own slick to get Taehyung’s cock wetter and then he slips the condom onto the alpha’s cock.
Before Taehyung can realize it, Jimin’s hips are already going back and forth Taehyung’s lap. Taehyung loves the friction on his cock once it finds its place between the omega’s ass cheeks. Now, when Taehyung starts thrusting up, the head brushes deliciously over the fluttering hole, but both of them are too desperate at this point to keep up with the teasing, so Jimin’s brings his hand back to hold Taehyung’s cock and sit in it.
"Don’t rush," Taehyung says, chest heaving. He’s trying to be still, let Jimin take him slowly, at his own pace. He’s dying to be buried in the omega, but he can’t hurt him, he can’t.
He feels proud of his selfcontrol, especially because Jimin looks so ravishing sitting on his cock, completely flushed, with sweat covering his chest. Taehyung’s hands debate between focusing on Jimin’s ass or his cock, resting prettily on his abdomen. They’re on Jimin’s thighs, leaving caresses up and down while Jimin takes deep breaths and takes the last centimetres of Taehyung’s length.
Then, after a few seconds that feel the longest to Taehyung, Jimin leans down, looking for his lips. Taehyung cups his cheeks while Jimin welcomes his tongue in his mouth.
"You fill me so good, alpha," Jimin whispers in his lips. Taehyung groans, feeling his cock twitch inside the omega. The sight he had in mind of this moment was a little different, he was dying to have Jimin under him.
"Ride me, baby…"
But this… this is good too.
Too good, actually.
The way Jimin starts moving his hips, slow and sinuously, or the way his thighs get tensed every time he moves his precious ass up and down Taehyung’s cock. Jimin is such a sight, he wonders how he is supposed to last like this.
Jimin’s hands are resting on his chest for balance, and the omega looks down at him, with his blonde hair still wet around his neck. Taehyung brings him closer to him so he can kiss him. Planting his feet on the mattress, he starts thrusting up into him again, slow at first, while their tongues meet again, until their desperate moans are too loud.
Taehyung turns them around then, so he can easily fasten his pace into Jimin. The omega sounds so good under him, Taehyung doesn’t even care if the others can hear them at this point. It’s him, it’s him who’s making Jimin sound like that.
He needs to hold him, though. His hands tighten his grip on the omega’s hips so he doesn’t move up on the bed because of his hard thrusts. His hips don’t stop. Jimin asks him for more, to keep going, to fill him, please, alpha, please , and Taehyung is completely gone. For a moment, his mind is full of mate, breed, mate, breed. It’s when he feels something he’s never felt before in his cock that his pace falters. Jimin quickly wraps his legs around Taehyung, pressing him even closer, as if there was any space between them.
"Don’t stop, alpha, give it to me, please," he begs, and Taehyung understands.
His knot. He’s about to knot Jimin. He feels something in his chest. Nervousness, excitement.
"Kno- ah, knot me, please…"
"You want it so bad?"
Jimin nods, eyes closed, parted lips.
"Because I’m your alpha?" Taehyung asks, despite talking is not easy when he’s feeling that close.
"and I’m your omega," Jimin whines.
"Say it again," he asks, begging.
"’m yours… Tae, alpha…"
"Mine…" Taehyung whispers in his ear. Jimin nods. "Mine to protect…"
"Yes…"
"Mine to take care of…"
"Ah, ah…"
"Mine to love…"
"Love… Love you, alpha…"
"Mine to fuck?"
Jimin’s hole is clenching hard around Taehyung’s cock. He can tell he’s so close, so close… Jimin’s fast breathing only lets him nod.
"Mine to breed?"
Taehyung’s thumb massaging Jimin’s rim has the omega wailing, his cock finally spurting between them.
For a moment, Taehyung wonders if he should stop, but Jimin’s legs are still wrapped around him, and the omega cups his cheek, bringing his face closer to him.
"Keep going…" He says, still catching his breath. Taehyung’s hips keep moving, now slower, into Jimin. "Gimme your knot, alpha, gimme your pups…"
Jimin’s words shouldn’t affect him this much, given he’s wearing a condom, but Taehyung feels over the edge in a matter of seconds. His hand is holding Jimin’s thigh against his hip, their lips are close enough to kiss, but Taehyung definitely doesn’t have the clarity of mind to do so. His breathy "ah, ah, ah," are the only thing his lips can allow. Jimin keeps moaning under him when his knot starts to swell. His hole keeps clenching around Taehyung, deliciously, caging his cock in wetness and warmth. When he finally comes, he hates the condom, he hates that his cum is not painting Jimin’s walls, that his cum is not gonna drip from Jimin’s pretty pink hole.
"Fuck…" he says, still catching his breath.
"We’re getting tested like, tomorrow," Jimin says under him. Taehyung smiles at his connection.
"You want my pups so bad?" he murmurs on Jimin’s shoulder.
Now that the heat of the moment is gone, this should be weird, the mention of something like that when they've only met for a few weeks, but Jimin smiles at him, cupping his cheeks.
"You’re my destined alpha. I want everything with you at its right time," he whispers before kissing Taehyung.
Taehyung smiles, feeling his chest warm, his body satisfied. He’s still stuck in Jimin’s warmth, but the position so he’s not crushing his omega is not the most comfortable, so cautiously he turns them around so Jimin is sitting on his lap again.
The omega hisses until he finds the perfect position, and Taehyung cups his head, leaving kisses on his face and apologizing.
"It’s okay, I’m okay…" Jimin whispers, resting his head on Taehyung’s shoulder. Taehyung feels Jimin’s nose on his neck, and it feels nice. At this point, his bedroom, his sheets and their bodies are drenched in peaches and strawberries, surrounded in an intense earthy scent that is sickenly sweet, but Taehyung loves it. He wonders how long he’ll be able to keep Jimin like this.
"This is nice…" Taehyung whispers after a while. Jimin hums.
Maybe it’s because his brain is still not properly functioning after his orgasm or maybe it’s their mixed scents, or Jimin soft and pliant in his arms, but Taehyung decides to say out loud something that’s been crossing his mind for the last few days.
"You know… I have a couple of spare rooms in my apartment in Seoul."
Jimin looks at him, sitting a little up to do so. His hands rest on Taehyung’s bare chest, and the alpha’s hands cover them leaving soft caresses on them.
"I mean… You can stay with the hyungs if you want to, but I’d like you to stay with me while you look for an apartment."
"Y-You want me… at your home?" Jimin asks. The surprise in his eyes hurts Taehyung a little. Is it not evident? Taehyung wants Jimin everywhere, in his life, at his apartment, on his bed, around his cock…
Taehyung runs his nose over Jimin’s neck, down until he can leave a kiss on his collarbone.
"I want you always."
☼
They do get tested when they visit the city the next day. It’s not that they go there on purpose, but they all were planning to make a visit before going to the little harbour, where a boat is waiting for them to spend most of the day. When they leave the clinic, the boys are already waiting for them in a coffee shop near the harbour.
"I got tested not long ago," Jimin says while Taehyung drives. The alpha hums. "After I broke up with my ex, obviously. He… um, I don’t even know how many people he cheated on me with." Taehyung tightens his grip on the steering wheel. Jimin sighs, looking at the window. "It was so obvious something was going on, you know? He never introduced me to his friends or brought me to his home. The bar was the only thing I knew about him."
Taehyung understands then Jimin’s surprise last night when he told him about staying with him in Seoul. He even remembers Jimin’s excited look when he told him about introducing him to his actor friend. So simple things… Taehyung’s heart hurts, wanting to hold Jimin. When they stop at a red light, he caresses his thigh, where some purple marks are visible. Taehyung feels proud that Jimin is wearing shorts anyway.
"You deserve so much better than that," Taehyung says while intertwining their fingers and bringing the omega’s hand to his lips. And I’m gonna give that to you.
"I wasn’t even… in love or something, I don’t know…"
"It’s okay…" Taehyung says, now looking at him.
Jimin nods, smiling. "It’s more than okay now…" he whispers.
Taehyung leaves another peck on the back of his hand.
Their day on the boat is perfect, funny, relaxing. Despite the weird or funny looks their friends throw at them from time to time, especially when they see the marks on Jimin’s body, the mood is comfortable and they enjoy the sunny day.
Taehyung keeps applying sun protection cream on Jimin’s skin, avoiding the bruised areas, where he carefully applies cold pads and arnica. It feels good being so protective with Jimin, and even though at moments it can be a little embarrassing, Taehyung needs it, and Jimin lets him, with a radiant smile that easily reaches his eyes. Taehyung’s favourite.
When Jimin thanks him with a little peck on his cheek or on his lips, his friends groan and roll his eyes, but deep down it’s obvious they all care about them and are happy for them.
When they’re back to the harbour, they decide to look for a nice restaurant to have dinner. They find one, with great views to the sea and the sunset. The food is delicious and the place is beautiful, although Taehyung’s eyes always end up on Jimin, sitting next to him.
"Are you tired?" he asks him, when the omega rests his head on his shoulder.
"A little," he murmurs. Taehyung hums.
They watch the sunset like that, sitting at the table but with Taehyung’s arms wrapped around Jimin.
Seokjin joins them in the car on the way back.
"I can drive, Taehyung-ah," the alpha offers, but Taehyung says he’s not that tired.
When Jimin is about to open the passenger’s seat door, Seokjin stops him. "Let me here, Jimin-ah, I have a serious conversation pending with this alpha." Jimin giggles and he sits behind.
Taehyung looks at Seokjin funnily. He turns around to check on Jimin, though.
"You okay?" he asks, soft voice.
Jimin nods. "I’ll probably doze off eventually."
Taehyung nods. The drive from the city to the house is longer than from the village, around half an hour. "I’ll take you to bed when we get home," he says, unaware of the second meaning of his words.
"Yours?" Jimin asks, teasing. Taehyung gets it then.
"Of course," he replies with a smirk.
"Can you stop? I’m right here!" Seokjin rolls his eyes, but they all laugh anyway. "So…" Seokjin starts a little later, "Jimin, I can’t wait to have you in Seoul. You need to come to my restaurant, you can come every day, I’ll feed you."
Jimin giggles, but Taehyung can’t help but growl at the comment — at least he’s not showing off his teeth, that’s an improvement.
Seokjin looks at him with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. "What a possessive alpha you are, Taehyung, that’s super old…"
"I’m not…" Taehyung mutters, but he knows he has little credibility when he's just growled at a nice comment from his hyung. "I’m working on it," he tries.
"I know, I know…" Seokjin says, patting his head. Jimin keeps giggling behind them.
"I’m sure Taehyung will be there to fill your fridge," Seokjin says.
"Of course." Taehyung’s chest puffs.
"Oooh…" Seokjin turns around to look directly at Jimin. "So you got an alpha and a sugar daddy! Well done, Jimin-ah, you know how to take advantage of a few weeks of holidays…"
Jimin giggles again, "It’s not like that. I’ll have my own job in Seoul, remember? But I’ll go see you at the restaurant, hyung."
Seokjin hums, throwing a side glance to Taehyung, who’s trying to focus on the road and ignore Seokjin’s teasing words.
"The big city can get a little scary, so don’t hesitate to come to us, Jimin-ah, we’re your friends now," Seokjin says, now a little more serious.
Taehyung smiles, feeling happy that Jimin will be surrounded by such nice people in Seoul too.
Jimin ends up falling asleep once Seokjin stops talking. His head is resting on the window and the little lights from the outside are reflected on his face. Taehyung can’t help but worry about his neck, but there’s nothing he can do about it.
"I’m happy for you, Taehyung," Seokjin whispers. "I’m happy Jimin got to bring out this side of you."
Taehyung feels shy, but he’s happy too. "Thank you, hyung."
"Is he gonna stay with you in Seoul?"
"Only until he finds an apartment," he says. That’s what they agreed on last night.
"Sure," Seokjin says with a smile. Taehyung rolls his eyes at the insinuation. Of course he wants to live with Jimin, but he doesn’t want to rush this kind of decision, and Jimin deserves to keep going on with his plans. Taehyung will be there, ready for the moment the omega feels like taking that step.
When they get to the house, Taehyung takes Jimin in his arms and brings him to the first floor. He’s already past his bedroom door when Jimin talks to him.
"I said your room," he whispers in his shoulder.
He did say that, but Taehyung thought it was part of their little teasing game. He couldn’t be more glad, though, to have Jimin on his bed again.
He lays Jimin on it and helps him take his clothes off.
"Just underwear," Jimin mutters when Taehyung is rummaging in his closet, trying to find something for Jimin to wear.
The omega looks at him with heavy eyelids while Taehyung takes off his own clothes. When Taehyung starts putting on his own pajamas, Jimin groans.
"Just underwear," he repeats.
And Taehyung obliges, because he’s found out he sleeps especially well when they’re skin to skin.
☼
Jimin does wake up the next day with a slight neck pain and Taehyung, of course, offers to give him a massage. They’re under the parasol while their friends are already in the sea. Jimin is sitting between Taehyung’s legs, back to his chest, while the alpha softly massages from his neck to his shoulder with the rest of the sun protector cream.
"Feels good," Jimin murmurs.
Taehyung hums, focused on the way his fingers move over the smooth skin and the little sounds Jimin does with every movement. For a moment, he wonders if this is a good idea at all. Jimin’s hands are leaving caresses on his thighs, and Jimin’s scent gets to his nose clearly, deliciously.
Maybe it’s because Jimin is feeling it too, the way all of this is affecting Taehyung, that he ends up standing up to join their friends.
"Come on, TaeTae," he says with a smile, looking down at him. But Taehyung still needs a few minutes. In fact, it’s Jungkook who finally gets him to stand up.
"Let’s go running, hyung," he says, pushing his wet hair back.
"Running, now?"
It’s still quite early, so the sun is not burning that hard yet, but Taehyung is surprised by the idea.
"Yeah, it’ll feel great, trust me!" he says before he starts running through the mostly empty shoreline. Taehyung follows him.
They run for a good bunch of minutes, and Taehyung realizes that it’s actually making him feel good, less tense and a little less horny. His mind is a little clearer too. After that, Seokjin and Namjoon are already waiting for them to play some volleyball, so when they’re back in the house a few hours later, he’s exhausted. So exhausted that he takes a shower and falls asleep on his bed. He wakes up a couple of hours later to the soft fingers of the omega brushing his hair and his sweet light scent reaching to his nose.
"Hey, are you feeling okay?" Jimin whispers. Taehyung nods. "Babe, I think you’re already in pre-rut."
The softness of Jimin’s voice doesn’t match with the severity of their meaning, or so Taehyung thinks. He knew it was coming, but he can’t help but feeling terrified by it.
"It’s gonna be okay." The omega keeps caressing his head, though. Taehyung stares up at him and seeing Jimin so relaxed gets to calm him a little. He nods again, trying to believe him.
"What should I do?" he asks. Because he doesn’t know what he’s supposed to do now that he knows it’s coming. He’s not feeling so tense like this morning. After all the exercise he’s done, he’s feeling good right now, a little tired only.
Jimin smiles softly at him. "You should come and have some dinner, eat properly."
"Downstairs?" He thought it was better not to be closer to other alphas.
"It’ll be fine, you still have some hours until it kicks in, and Jungkook got you really tired this morning, huh? That helps too."
It’s not until Taehyung is already sitting with his friends and Jimin is filling his plate with food that he realizes he’s actually hungry. He devours Seokjin’s delicious food without paying too much attention to his surroundings, and he only notices Jimin refilling his plate and his glass.
He’s not even sure about the conversation taking place around him, something about Yoongi and Hoseok’s next trip. When Taehyung feels full, he rests his head on Jimin’s shoulder, and he lasts less than a bunch of seconds without burying his nose on his neck.
Jimin doesn’t show any sign of discomfort about Taehyung’s clinginess. Instead, he leaves caresses on Taehyung’s knee and presses his lips on his forehead to check the temperature.
"You’re getting hot," he murmurs. Taehyung nuzzles his neck a little more, letting his lungs get full of the peachy scent.
"You’re sleeping with me tonight, right?" The question is a little absurd, since Jimin has been sleeping on his bed for a couple of nights in a row. Jimin smiles and answers anyway.
"Of course, I’m taking care of you, remember?"
Taehyung hums. "I like how that sounds." He moves his fingers up and down Jimin’s inner thigh.
"I’m sure," Jimin chuckles.
Taehyung can’t even wait for them to be in his bedroom to press his lips to Jimin’s. At least he waits until they’re alone on the first floor. Jimin wraps his arms and legs around him, and he brings them to bed effortlessly.
The omega lying on his bed is always a sight worth contemplating, but Taehyung can’t find enough patience in his body for that. He hovers over him, his tongue parting Jimin’s plump lips again. He kisses Jimin like he needs his saliva to live, until his mind is so full of lust that kissing gets a little harder, the clothes between their bodies too bothersome.
"I feel like I can strip your clothes apart," he whispers between sloppy kisses.
"That’s inconvenient because I really love this t-shirt," Jimin says with a smile.
"Take it off, now." Taehyung groans, impatient.
While Jimin undresses, he does the same. A part of his mind tells him that he’d like to be the one who takes off the omega’s clothes, but it’d take longer, and he needs this to go a little faster.
They kiss again, moaning when their bare bodies are pressed to each other.
"I promise I want to go slow and make it good for you, but…" Taehyung’s hand is already sliding up Jimin’s thigh, coming closer to his ass.
"It’s okay, baby, ruts are like this."
"Can’t hurt you…" Taehyung says, because that still is the most important thing for him, despite the imperative need of holding Jimin’s legs open and burying himself inside him.
"You won’t," Jimin whispers against his lips, small hands cupping Taehyung’s cheeks. "I stretched myself in the shower."
Taehyung uses the slick already covering Jimin’s ass to ease two of his fingers inside the omega. He feels he can even add a third one and he tries to without much resistance. "You did a good job, getting ready for me."
"Of course, I don’t want to make my alpha wait," he says, but stops Taehyung with a hand on his chest when the alpha places the head of his cock on his entrance. "Condom," he murmurs.
Taehyung groans against his neck, frustrated. His alpha doesn’t want it, the idea of not feeling Jimin, of not filling him with his seed, makes him angry, so angry he’s not even aware of the way his hand is clutching the sheets. It’s Jimin’s hand softly going up and down his arm and the sweet scent he’s releasing what calms him a little.
"We’ll get the results really soon. My alpha will do that for me, right?" he asks, almost pleading. Asking an alpha in rut to wear a condom is crazy, there’s nothing alphas despise more when in rut, but Jimin knows — and hopes — the first hours of Taehyung’s rut still give him some clarity of mind. The alpha nods, slowly, although not happy about the idea.
"How do you want me, alpha?" He lets Jimin slide the condom down his already hard and red cock.
"On your hands and knees," he growls, impatient.
The sight of Jimin’s ass lifted for him, hole fluttering, would be enough to send Taehyung in a meltdown any other day, but tonight he needs to be inside, despite the disgusting thing wrapped around his cock.
Fortunately, as he sinks into his omega, he can almost pretend he’s fucking him bare. He hovers over him again, lips pressing against the tinted moons, hands resting on his belly, trying to feel the bulge he knows his cock leaves there even before cumming.
He hums, moving his hips at a delicious pace. "I can’t go slow, I can’t," he murmurs, hard breathing.
"I don’t want you to," Jimin whines.
Taehyung grabs Jimin’s blond locks and, using his hand on his tummy, sits him up on his lap, hips still thrusting into him. "I don’t even think I can last long, I need to knot you."
"Knot me, baby, I want it," Jimin begs, head slightly turned so his nose touches Taehyung’s cheek.
"But I want to keep fucking you, so hard that the fucking condom ends up ripped," Taehyung groans, and Jimin can’t help but moan at the idea. A big part of him, mostly affected by the alpha’s pheromones, desperately wants it too, despite knowing they must wait, just a little longer.
"Don’t think about it," he whispers, fingers playing with Taehyung’s curls. "Don’t I feel good?" he asks, feeling a little needy. Taehyung nods furiously.
"You’d feel better without it," Taehyung says before letting his teeth slide up and down Jimin’s neck. Jimin presses Taehyung’s head against his neck.
"But I need your knot, alpha, I need it now," he begs, moving his hips down against Taehyung’s thrusts until they’re stopped by the hard grip of the alpha’s hands.
Then, Taehyung stips up and makes him lie down again, ass slightly up, so he can fasten the pace of his thrusts.
"Do you need it? My knot?" Jimin nods, babbling words Taehyung can’t fully understand. Yes. Please. Now. "I’m gonna knot you, again and again, until you’re, ah-"
"Full up pups," Jimin finishes the sentence. Taehyung’s knot starts swelling then, and the little stretch of his hole has Jimin cumming on the sheets, Taehyung filling the condom just a couple of thrusts later.
The knot has them attached for a little longer than the last time, and it’s only the first of a good bunch of them Jimin is expecting to receive during the following days. He’s not sure how pure alpha’s ruts are. A little longer and a little more intense, he guesses, but he’s not afraid at all. He can’t when Taehyung turns them on their side so they’re more comfortable, when Taehyung’s chest feels so warm on his back, when his hand leaves caresses up and down his bloated belly, even though the alpha is mostly falling asleep.
A little later, when Jimin is starting to doze off too, he notices Taehyung moving on his back, knot already down. Jimin turns around a little to see what he’s doing and he sees the alpha taking off the condom, then pressing their bodies together again, cock slotted between his asscheeks and arms wrapped around his waist. Jimin sighs, pleased.
"Don’t make me wear a condom again," Taehyung murmurs on his nape. The childish frustration on his voice makes Jimin smile softly.
"We’re getting the results in the morning."
Taehyung nods, nuzzling on his nape, lips pressing kisses on the first moon of his tattoo.
"Let’s sleep, baby."
☼
Jimin is not sure how long they’ve got to sleep when he’s woken up to the feeling of his alpha grinding on him and his growls pressed on his neck.
"Omega…"
Jimin’s heart skips a bit, although the intense need to help his alpha doesn’t even let him feel afraid.
"Alpha…" he murmurs, turning around to kiss him. Now, Taehyung’s hard cock is pressed against his own, the slow movement feels delicious. Despite Jimin trying to properly kiss him, the alpha is too desperate, too lost in his need to kiss him back.
Jimin cups his cheek, then his head, bringing their noses closer instead, but his own neck is too tempting for the alpha.
"I’m gonna die if I’m not inside of you," Taehyung growls, and Jimin wants it as bad as him.
"I know, baby, gimme a second."
Jimin turns around, hoping the results are already on his phone. Taehyung growls again at the little distance between them. Fortunately, the results are already there, Jimin goes quickly through the list, already knowing he’d be clean.
When he turns around, Taehyung drags him closer to him again, so he can bury his nose on Jimin’s neck again. "Check your phone, Taehyung, we already got the results."
But the alpha groans, unable to separate from his omega’s body when what he actually needs is to be inside of him.
"Alpha, baby, gimme your phone," Jimin whispers, tenderly.
But Taehyung presses their bodies even closer, as if it was even possible, letting out a low growl. Jimin smiles, rolling his eyes.
"Alpha, your phone," he repeats a little more seriously now. He tries to put some distance between them and he gets to do so, aware that’s only because Taehyung allows it. The alpha turns to lie on his back, huffing and extending his arm to reach the phone, unblock it and give it to Jimin.
Jimin goes through the same list, finding the same results: all clean. When he looks up from the screen, Taehyung is still lying on his back, arm covering his eyes and with his other hand wrapped around his cock.
The sight is hot, filthy. Taehyung’s body is… glorious, big and a little sweaty despite the AC running in his bedroom. Jimin bites his lower lip, eager to finally give his alpha what he wants. Not the pups, though, he’s on the pill. But the rest? He’ll give him everything.
He crawls on the bed to sit on his lap, and when the alpha feels him already moving on his legs, he moves his arm to look at him, hand still pumping his cock. Jimin follows the movement, too enticing.
Taehyung looks at him like he wanted to say something about his omega rejecting him during his rut, but Jimin smiles, licks his lips and brings his hand closer to Taehyung’s around his cock.
"Can I?" he asks innocently. Taehyung removes his own hand to place it on Jimin’s hip so the omega can start to pleasure him. "Don’t be mad, alpha, we’re clean…" he says, leaning down to kiss his lips. Taehyung hums, already moving his hips to fuck Jimin’s hand. "Do you know what that means?"
"No condoms."
Jimin chuckles. "No more condoms, baby. You can fuck me until your seed is running down my thighs, you want that?" he purrs.
Taehyung shakes his head. "Not on your thighs, I want it inside of you," he says, frowning. Now his hands are fully covering Jimin’s ass cheeks, index finger already playing near his hole, getting the omega wet for him.
"Then you’ll have to knot me every time, baby," he whispers, tongue playing with Taehyung’s lips.
Jimin starts moving his hips then, dragging his alpha’s cock over his hole, boldly teasing the alpha.
Taehyung growls, hips already thrusting up to try to fit his red and wet head on Jimin’s hole. "I’ll do that."
"Hm, you’ll have me on your knot all day, baby?"
With another growl, Taehyung turns them around, so he’s still between the omega’s legs, but over him. "I’m gonna show you I’m not a baby, and I’m gonna do exactly that," he murmurs, nose sliding up Jimin’s throat as he sinks into him.
Jimin’s breath hitches when he feels the head pushing against his rim, he’s already so wet and still open from last night that Taehyung can bury himself in him without too much resistance, and Jimin loves every second of it. Taehyung too.
"My omega… feels so good around me, god…" he groans.
"Alpha…" Jimin tries to kiss Taehyung, but he’s already thrusting into him at a fast pace and soon their mouths are just closer against each other, lips brushing from time to time and tasting each other’s warm breaths.
"Breed you, I need to breed you."
"Please…"
"I’ll have you on my knot until your tummy is all rounded with my seed, with my pups."
Jimin nods, his brain wishing for that too despite knowing that’s not possible right now. Who cares.
Taehyung keeps pushing into him, and Jimin keeps pressing his legs around his alpha, wishing to keep him the closest, the deepest inside him as Taehyung knots him and cums inside him, covering his walls for the first time. It feels so warm inside in such a different way that it’s enough to have him reaching his orgasm. And they stay like that for a while, Jimin’s hand playing with Taehyung’s curls while the alpha rests carefully over him, trembling a little at first after his first knot being fully in rut.
"My baby… are you okay?" Jimin softly asks him. Taehyung doesn’t even move from his neck, only nods with a hum. "Can you kiss me?" he asks, because his omega needs a proper kiss.
Taehyung moves slowly, looking at him with some sadness, thinking he’s not treating his omega right. "I’m sorry," he whispers, but Jimin cups his cheeks before he can kiss him.
"Don’t be, you just made me feel really good, alpha."
"Yeah?" Taehyung asks, leaning closer to him.
Jimin nods, wrapping his arms around Taehyung’s neck as the alpha kisses him hotly, a full deep kiss, making him sigh, pleased.
After that, Taehyung fucks and knots, and fucks and knots again and again, sometimes even without fully pulling out of Jimin. Despite being too immersed in his own need and pleasure, the alpha starts looking for Jimin’s lips a little more frequently, despite it’s hard to kiss when his fucking Jimin hard, but he tries anyway, and the kind gesture makes Jimin’s heart flutter. Jimin is glad, happy, fully satisfied with every sloppy kiss, every moan, every knot and every spurt of cum his alpha gives him.
He doesn’t even know for how long they go like this, until a few hours later they’re cuddling, Taehyung’s hand over Jimin’s very much bulged belly. The alpha sighs, satisfied with the sight despite not having his cock inside the omega.
"We should have something to eat," Jimin says, stretching his body and pressing himself more against Taehyung’s chest.
"You’re not leaving this room," Taehyung murmurs on his neck, possessively. Jimin smiles, somehow all of this feels especially nice with Taehyung, with his alpha.
"They probably left something at the other side of the door."
Taehyung hums, dragging his already hard cock between his ass cheeks. Jimin doesn’t think he’s seen that cock flaccid for more than a few minutes in the last few hours.
Jimin gets to reach the door and quickly take the food and water inside. Taehyung is already sitting at the edge of the bed, waiting for him, when he turns around. The alpha is obviously waiting for him to sit on his cock, standing proudly on his lap. But Jimin thinks they’ll be more comfortable in the armchair.
He quickly looks for a towel among Taehyung’s things to cover it a little because their skin is covered in dry cum and sweat at this point. They need a good shower too, but Taehyung is still too horny for that.
Taehyung sits on the armchair, legs a little parted, the sight too inviting for Jimin. Not that he was thinking about sitting somewhere else. He sits on his lap, cockwarming the alpha. They don’t usually last much without moving, so Jimin focuses on making Taehyung drink enough water first. When Taehyung has emptied almost half of the big bottle, he takes it in his hand to bring it to Jimin’s mouth. It’s endearing how his alpha is still trying to take care of him.
They feed each other little pieces of meat and potatoes with their hands, tongues licking each other’s thumbs. It’s dirty, kind of animalistic and definitely unhygienic, but it feels good, right.
"My baby alpha… you’re doing so good," Jimin whispers, caressing Taehyung’s chest, raising and falling, as the alpha drinks more water. Then, the alpha offers the bottle to him again.
When he’s done, Taehyung brings him closer to him so he can easily leave kisses on the marks of Jimin’s neck, then spread them down his throat, reaching his chest until his lips can finally focus on Jimin’s nipples, already half hard when the alpha’s tongue starts playing with them.
Jimin’s breath hitches at the feeling, and his hips start moving, warm walls clenching around the alpha’s very hard cock. His fingers are soon tangled in Taehyung’s locks again, pressing his head to his chest. The alpha laps, kisses and softly bites his nipple, making Jimin go insane on his lap.
"How I wish they’d be full of milk…" Taehyung whispers before sucking a little. But nothing comes out from them. Jimin moans loudly, legs shaking as he starts jumping on Taehyung’s lap. "You’d like that too, hm?"
Jimin nods, frowning, desperately looking for release. Taehyung slides one of his hands up and down Jimin’s belly, humming on his nipple.
"Come on, omega, make me cum, make me fill you with more pups," Taehyung murmurs in his ear.
Jimin is not sure how the alpha is looking so calm while he’s suddenly a mess, but he nods, moaning Taehyung’s name as he jumps and jumps over him.
"Alpha, please…"
Taehyung hums. "Beg a little more, I want you begging for my knot."
And Jimin does what he can, too blinded with lust.
Taehyung ends up grabbing Jimin’s thighs so he can properly thrust up into him and just a little later, they both end up cumming, Taehyung knotting Jimin again.
They sleep like that for a while, until Taehyung brings them back to the bed so they’re more comfortable, Jimin always on his cock. That’s pretty much how they spend the next couple of days, even when Jimin gets to have them have a shower, Taehyung is only able to be outside Jimin for a little time, enough to clean their bodies before Taehyung is already pushing inside him.
They’re on their fourth day when Taehyung’s mind seems to be way more clearer. They still spend most of the day fucking, but it looks more like their usual lovemaking, and not so much the intense-breeding-driven fucking they’ve been doing for the last days. Jimin has enjoyed every part of it, despite how exhausting it also has been.
Taehyung apologizes for having him on his cock all day, but Jimin lets him know that he’s actually struggling thinking about not being stretched by his knot so frequently. And that’s how, slowly, the intensity of Taehyung’s first rut fades, until it’s only their usual clingy wolves.
Jimin is glad to see, though, that Taehyung has gone through his first rut doing so great. Taehyung tells him again and again that it’s been because of him, and Jimin thinks that maybe that’s right, that spending a rut with your destined mate must be the best way to do it, and somehow, strangely, he’s wishing for his heat to come soon.
Sadly, it’s still a few months for that.
☼
The last sunrays of the day in Seoul get to bathe the dance room where Jimin has just finished giving his last ballet lesson of the week. Saying that he’s feeling happy, joyful, is an understatement. Jimin doesn’t think his life has been more perfect than now. He loves his job, he loves his new friends, he loves Taehyung.
The last group of kids of the evening have just left for the locker room and Jimin is trying to leave the practice room as tidied up as possible. When he’s done, he waits for the kids in the hallway, so he can say goodbye to them.
Some of them high five him and others stop to give him a little hug or tell him how they are loving their new lessons. Jimin is on cloud nine.
When he leaves the room, after only having changed his ballet shoes for a pair of chunky sneakers and wearing his long coat, a very tall, huge and attractive alfa is waiting for him, leaning on the wall next to the ballet academy’s door.
"You don’t have to do this every day, you know that, right?" Jimin tells Taehyung with a shy smile and pink cheeks.
"I want to," Taehyung says, kissing the back of Jimin’s hand. "I won’t be able to do this every day once I start working on the new project."
Jimin hums, walking next to Taehyung while their hands keep together.
"It’s nice, walking home with you like this." Jimin says. Then, his smile falters a little. "I think I’ll miss this once I have my own apartment."
Taehyung tenses a little next to Jimin, but the omega gives Taehyung space to talk about what obviously has been going on in his mind for the last few days.
Jimin is staying in one of Taehyung’s penthouse spare rooms. The omega couldn’t even believe Taehyung lived in a place like that, big, with lots of space and amazing views to the Han River.
It’s been just a couple of weeks and Jimin is still not used to living — provisionally — in a place he doesn’t feel suffocating.
"Maybe you can find something near my apartment," Taehyung says absentmindedly. Jimin doubts that.
He’s been looking day and night for something he can afford, but it’s impossible. His new salary is way better than what he was making back in Busan, but Seoul is way more expensive. It’s a miracle if he can live by himself somewhere in this city. So renting something in Taehyung’s area of the city? There’s no way.
"I’m not sure that’ll be possible," he murmurs.
Taehyung brings their holding hands again to his mouth so he can kiss Jimin’s again. "It’s okay, I’ll walk you wherever you decide to live, sweetheart."
Jimin’s heart does a little thing, despite it feeling a little bittersweet for him. It’s been so easy to live with Taehyung so far. He knows it’s soon to think about this, that he should have his own space and they should take this slower, take a little step back and have dates and set another pace for their relationship… but Jimin is not sure he wants that anymore.
They grab some takeaway and have dinner around the coffee table, already in their pajamas. Jimin loves every second of it. He loves spending time with Taehyung like this, he loves talking about his day with him, watching a drama together, getting ready for bed together… Is it that weird? It’s the only moment they have in the day to be together, is it that bad that Jimin doesn’t want to get rid of it that easily?
"How’s the apartment search going then?" Taehyung asks him while they’re cuddling on the couch and looking for something to watch.
Jimin shrugs, fingers playing with Taehyung’s locks while the alpha is resting his head on his tummy. "I’m gonna find something soon, I promise."
Taehyung sighs, leaving a peck on Jimin’s waist. "You can stay here as long as you want, you know that."
But I have to leave, eventually, Jimin thinks, sighing. "It’s just that… Everything is so expensive, there’s no way I can find something I can afford by myself in this area… I’ve been looking for something a little further from here and the academy."
Taehyung sits up between Jimin’s legs to properly look at him. "How far is that?"
"I don’t know… An hour? Maybe a little less than that."
"Stay here," Taehyung says sharply. Then, as if he realizes the words he’s let out of his mouth, he adds, "I mean, there’s a lot of room in this apartment. You can keep the spare room you are using right now. We can be… roommates?"
Jimin stares at him with wide eyes. He wants to laugh, because he hasn’t slept in that room any of the nights since he arrived in Seoul. Taehyung’s bed is bigger, more comfortable and smells too good. It’s irresistible and his alpha welcomes him every night with open arms and nose ready to get buried on Jimin’s neck.
It’s perfect, it’s been perfect. But the idea of Jimin living here permanently raises some doubts in the omega, despite it’s what he truly deeply wants to do. He chuckles softly, although he feels a little sad.
"Baby, I don’t think I can even afford paying half of the rent of an apartment like this in this area."
Truth to be told, Jimin doesn’t even get how Taehyung can live in a place like this by himself. He must have a job more important than what Jimin expected.
"You don’t have to pay me anything," Taehyung says as if it’s the most obvious thing.
"Yeah, there’s no way I’m living here without helping you pay the rent," Jimin says, rolling his eyes.
Taehyung smiles at him. "There’s nothing to pay, sweetheart. I own this place."
"Y-you what?"
"It’s mine, there’s no rent to pay, nothing," Taehyung repeats.
"H-how old are you?" Jimin asks, sitting up with an alarmed expression on his face. His reaction must be funny to Taehyung because the alpha giggles before answering.
"We’re the same age, silly." Taehyung’s fingers cutely pops Jimin’s nose.
The omega frowns. "What kind of job do you have to own this place being this young?"
Taehyung shrugs. "A boring one, apparently."
Jimin chuckles at the alpha repeating his own words. Taehyung sighs and wraps his arms around Jimin’s waist, bringing him up to his lap. Taehyung looks at him then, waiting for an answer.
"Are you not worried about rushing things up?" Because that’s the constant battle Jimin has been feeling inside lately. He wants to, but he’s scared too.
Taehyung cups his cheeks tenderly and leaves a peck on his lips. "I want you here," he answers easily. Jimin sighs, resting his head on the alpha’s shoulder for a moment. "We’re gonna be busy during the day anyway. It’s not like we’re gonna be together every hour, although that’s exactly what I want right now," he adds with a smirk on his lips.
Jimin chuckles before kissing him. "I love the idea of coming back to you after a long day," he whispers in Taehyung’s lips. The alpha hums, pleased by the omega’s words.
"I’m serious about you keeping the spare room, actually. You don’t have to sleep in mine every night, though."
"Don’t you want me to sleep with you?" The pout on Jimin’s face makes him look too cute in Taehyung’s eyes. The alpha small smile makes Jimin’s heart flutter.
"I always want you," Taehyung murmurs.
"Is it silly that I think about it like our bed, though?" Jimin asks, visibly shy. Taehyung wants to kiss those blushy cheeks, and he does so, tenderly so he doesn’t leave marks.
"It’s not," he finally says. "How could you not when it smells like us? The whole apartment already smells like us. I think about it being yours too."
Jimin looks around the apartment, taking in Taehyung’s words.
"We can redecorate, change some furniture, I don’t know… I want you to feel this is your home too…" Taehyung says. Jimin couldn’t care less about any of that at this moment.
"It already feels like home if you’re here," Jimin says finally.
"You wanna live with me, then?" Taehyung asks, and Jimin nods, a big smile on his face.
☼
It’s so easy for Taehyung to get used to his alpha being an active part of him now that it seems impossible that he’s lived so many years believing otherwise. Getting used to Jimin is easy too. Jimin always makes everything easy.
They end up redecorating the apartment and changing some furniture here and there. The spare bedroom Jimin was using eventually is back to being a spare bedroom. Taehyung feels his chest warm when he sees traces of Jimin everywhere. In their bedroom, of course, but also his shampoo, his toothbrush or his bathrobe in the main bathroom. His favourite cereals, the oat milk he has in the mornings with his coffee, and the fact that there’s a proper coffee machine in the kitchen now. Jimin’s favourite blanket, his books, his perfumes and makeup.
At some point, he tells his parents about Jimin and about his alpha. They frown through Taehyung’s phone screen, not approving a single thing his son is saying to them. But eventually they start accepting the fact that they’ve been wrong all this time, especially when they come to Seoul and finally meet Jimin. Maybe it’s because they meet Jimin, Taehyung thinks. How would anyone leave such a sweet omega without his destined alpha? How could they think Taehyung’s alpha would remain asleep forever when Jimin’s omega was out there?
Taehyung intertwines his fingers with Jimin’s while they walk next to the river. He brings his hands to his lips to leave a kiss over Jimin’s cold skin.
Despite the last days of winter slowly letting spring come in, the temperature is still cold. It’s been more than half a year since Taehyung met Jimin, since Jimin changed his life. In all these months, Taehyung has learned a lot about his alpha, he feels confident and fully in control now.
"What are you thinking about?" Jimin’s voice softly asks him.
Taehyung smiles. It’s funny how he has spent most of his life thinking about how dangerous finding his omega would be, only to end up sharing his whole life with him, accepting his alpha and finally being himself. The omega is looking at him with the slightest blush on his cheeks, a small smile on his lips, and it’s enough to have Taehyung feeling warm and full and happy. Taehyung can feel it, something inside him curling up comfortably every time Jimin smiles at him. Maybe that’s what he’ll never get to control, the way Jimin makes him feel.
"About you, of course."