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It all happens on a very ordinary award show night.

After spending so many years in this industry, flashlights and the artificial wind that automatic machines blow on his face are natural for Jimin. He is familiar with the insincere smiles he gets from other idols here and there, or the loud screams coming from the audience. He knows how award shows go from A to Z. He has been on this stage with his group way too many times.

This one is an important event as it is one of the most important awards shows in Korea. One slip and he will be doomed, the whole world will be watching. He is both excited and nervous, but he is professional enough not to show. He has been practicing for hours and hours for this night, so the performance has to be perfect. 

Almost all of the groups are here, Jimin bows to people due to respect every five seconds, and people bow their heads back to him. His ears are ringing with the pressure and also the loud noises. 

He sees Taehyung hugging one of his Wooga squad friends. He watches Seokjin joke around with everyone naturally. Namjoon fist bumps Jackson. Then he sees their rival group–in the middle of that chaos, his eyes meet the infamous alpha who makes him feel weird every time they are in each other’s presence, in the most normal way.

Jeon Jeongguk.

This is going to be really awkward considering Jeongguk is the last person Jimin wishes to see right now. He doesn’t feel good already, there is absolutely no need to torment himself further.

Jimin knows it’s an irrational fear that he has, the fear that Jeon will know , just by looking at him. The fear that everything Jimin keeps hidden is out in the open for the whole world to see. That he will say or do a little too much than necessary. That he will expose himself.

What if he has to quit his job as an idol and then never leave under his blanket again? Who will take responsibility then?

Jimin hates his omega, really. His omega side is dumb and always makes stupid decisions.

Just the previous night, his omega was insistent on showing Jeon Jeongguk in wet dreams. The worst part is, it felt so real and when he woke up, he was indeed so wet that he had to change his sheets immediately. The very vivid images from that dream keep haunting him still. 

Still, it was just a stupid dream. He has an excuse for that. But the way he kept fingering himself to the point he cried even after he woke up, to that he has no excuse.

For a second he questions whether he should flee or stay. Would he draw so much attention if he just ignored Jeon? Would the fans hate him?

Oh, and the fans are to blame too. Those little demons. They are the ones who filled Jimin’s head with stupid ideas, to begin with. They are responsible for all the edits, fanarts, videos and detailed analyses they made on “how Jimin and Jeongguk have great chemistry”. As if.  

Jimin is a professional. He has handled the worst type of press backlash in the past, he has faced so many obstacles to getting where he is as an omega male. He can handle a few seconds of interaction with a stupid alpha who has a stupid, charming smile too. 

Jeongguk goes and shakes hands with everyone from Jimin’s group at first. He is friends with Taehyung especially, they seem to hit off so easily. Jimin hugs other idols, but his eyes drift back to Jeongguk, watching him hang out with others. He looks especially charming today with his slick back hair and tattoos on display for the world to see, don’t even get Jimin started on the little piercing in his eyebrow. He is also very annoying, his thin shirt that almost leaves no room for imagination will surely make the fans lose it. 

Show-off, thinks Jimin to himself, with a little humph.

But no matter how much he lies about it, his heart still beats fast in his chest with excitement as the alpha is almost done talking to everyone else but Jimin. He turns to Jimin with even a bigger smile, and a mischievous glint in his eyes.  

Something about him is so captivating.

Maybe it's the way he moves, or the way he has a spark of mischief in everything he does. And oh, his scent–he smells so fucking good that it drives Jimin crazy. He is not the type to believe in soulmates and all that crap, but fuck, every time he gets to be in Jeon’s presence his omega literally tries to claw his way out, or make Jimin do something dumb like whine. That stupid alpha is always turning him into everything Jimin ever avoids being. 

Jimin wonders if Jeongguk will take his hand into his own and pull him closer this time too, because he does it every time they meet. He always greets Jimin a little differently than he does with other idols. This is why the fans go crazy whenever they are together. They make a million edits and somehow claim there is love between them. Stupid fans. 

Jeongguk finally stops right in front of him. Jimin isn’t that short compared to him, but the alpha is more built, which makes him feel very small whenever they are next to each other. Also, he can’t prove it, but he has a feeling that the alpha makes himself even look bigger next to Jimin, and gets an idiotic type of joy at their size difference. Jimin just knows that he enjoys it much and mocks Jimin for it.

Jimin looks up, and swallows at the way Jeongguk eyes him from head to toe with a dark stare. Jimin is smart enough to break eye contact, even though his omega is more than pleased to get Jeongguk’s undivided attention. Stupid omega. 

No, he has learned his lesson, he won’t let that guy get into his head this time around. Especially not before performing, Jimin is already nervous. It would be a total nightmare if he gets another ghost heat right on stage. It is already hard for this industry to take him seriously as a male omega, he doesn’t want things to be harder than they already are. He is smarter than this.

“There you are,” says Jeongguk, almost like a whisper. He tilts his head a little, one side of his lip curling upwards. “Hi, Jimin hyung.”

One might say that is an innocent interaction, but Jimin knows better. Jeongguk is cute in so many people’s eyes, but underneath that innocent smile of his, he is a little demon that likes to play with Jimin’s mind. 

That’s why this time, Jimin steps back, and puts on a face he calls “the idol face”. Which means he gives Jeongguk a practiced, wide smile with no real emotions behind it. Indifferent. Just as he greets others. “Hello, Jeongguk. How are you?”

Jeongguk looks confused for a second. He eyes Jimin from head to toe with a piercing gaze. “Are you okay, hyung? You look kind of pale.”

He lets go of Jimin’s arm. Jimin is relieved, his touch was burning him up already.

“No worries,” says Jimin with forced laughter, waving his hand as if it’s nothing. “I am nervous about my performance tonight. Nothing extraordinary.”

“If you say so,” says Jeongguk, but he doesn’t look very convinced.

Time doesn’t go fast. Jimin feels immobilized under that stare. He can’t even guess how awkward they must look to others. 

“You don’t have to worry about your performance, hyung. I’m sure it will be perfect, just as all of your performances are.”

Jimin’s cheeks burn with the sudden praise. Jeongguk is sweet, and he knows how to make Jimin blush every time they meet. Which is another reminder of why Jimin dislikes being near him.

“Thank you, Jeonggukkie,” says Jimin with a smile. “Enough about me though. Tell me how are you?”

“I am good,” says Jeongguk. “I am great, actually.”

“I heard that you will perform tonight too,” says Jimin, clasping his hands in front of himself. He then realizes that he gave himself away. He knows about Jeongguk’s performance, of course he does. He was fanboying about him on a private twitter page that no one knows about. On that note, he really should deactivate that account. It’s good for nothing.

“Yeah, this is our comeback stage, so it’s a song no one has ever heard of. I hope you enjoy it.”

Why does he even care if I like it or not? Jimin wants to ask, but he is scared to hear the answer, whether it’s indifferent or bold and promising. Each will hurt in their own way.

“I need to go,” says Jimin after, with a light smile. The faster he gets away from Jeongguk, the better. “Good luck with your comeback stage, Jeongguk. You will conquer the whole audience, I am sure of it.”

Just as Jimin is about to leave, Jeongguk closes the distance between them all of a sudden, and pulls Jimin into a tight hug. The moment Jimin feels those arms around his shivering body, he knows he is doomed for good. He just knows .

This is very dangerous, notes Jimin as he also wraps his arms around Jeongguk. Jeongguk’s body is warm, notices Jimin at first. He must have put on a lot of weight and worked out a lot, he notices later. Because even his back is filled with firm muscles. The guy is impossible, with those wide shoulders and tiny waist. Jimin hates him so much. 

He hates how Jeongguk easily wraps his arms around Jimin’s waist and presses their bodies tight. He hates how his insides tingle with everything Jeongguk does. He especially hates how he smells—from this close it is so intense that Jimin is sure the scent will linger on his stage clothes even after hours. Just for a tiny second, he wonders if Jeongguk spikes up his scent for the very same reason. But he reasons it has nothing to do with him, and must be because of the excitement as he knows Jeongguk’s band will also perform tonight. 

"Good to see you, hyung. And I can’t wait to see you perform tonight. I will be watching you very carefully.”

Why does he have to whisper so close to Jimin’s ear? Why does he have to move his hands, one to the nape of Jimin’s neck, and the other to Jimin’s lower back? As if saying a statement.

He will watch carefully. Great.

Just after that the hands around him loosen, and Jeongguk steps back. Jimin feels like he is about to free-fall off a cliff without Jeongguk’s arms to support him.

“And I really hope you watch me too. I will perform with an extra eagerness if you’ll be watching.”

His heart is beating so loud in his chest that he is sure the alpha can hear it. Or maybe his scent is giving away with the way his pheromones spike up.

“I will probably be backstage, but I will cheer for you no matter what,” says Jimin with a big smile. 

Jeongguk stands there and watches his reactions with a smug smile on. “Alright then. But make sure to watch it even if it’s later. See you around, Jiminnie.”

Before Jimin can correct him and say “it’s hyung to you, brat!” , he leaves. 

Jeongguk goes up to greet another idol, looking all cute and cheerful this time. The way he doesn’t seem affected and can act like nothing happened annoys Jimin so much. He is more frustrated with himself for letting Jeongguk do as he pleases.

He clears his throat and fixes his shirt before putting on his professional idol face again. He goes in the opposite direction. The further away he is from Jeon, the better. 

He doesn’t know for sure if he is imagining it, but he feels Jeongguk’s eyes on him until the start of the show. Especially when he chats with other alphas. He is probably making this up in his own head, so he tries to ignore it. But that antsy feeling doesn’t leave him alone for a while.

**

Everything is forgotten the moment he is on stage. Every anxiety, hesitation, and nervousness are gone. This is his shelter, this is his shrine. He moves so effortlessly, flowing like air as he spins. He knows the lyrics and the moves by heart, his hyungs are all by his side. He is the most confident when he performs.

After their group performance, it is time for his solo dance. All the worries that have weighed on him for hours disappear from his mind. The spotlights are blindingly bright, which is something he is very used to. This makes the audience look dark, he has to look very carefully to pick out their faces amongst such a crowd. The only evidence of their existence is the loud screams he hears, which to him stop as soon as he starts dancing, all he can hear is the music and his beating heart. He moves without thinking. 

He always puts his whole heart and soul into every performance, but something about tonight makes him even push harder. He wants to mesmerize the entire audience. He knows everyone will be watching him closely. His mind wanders to a dangerous place then, and gently reminds him that a certain alpha has promised to watch him.

It’s beyond his control when his eyes look for the alpha amongst the crowd after this gentle reminder. What is he hoping to see, he doesn’t even know. All he knows is after that, It’s almost as if he is performing for Jeon and Jeon only.

Not until he hears the loud cheers and applause that he realizes he is done. He bends down elegantly, and greets the audience. Everyone looks pleased with his performance, and amazed.

He doesn’t know why he lingers a little longer on stage, or looks around carefully as he throws kisses with his hand and bends down once more. He can’t seem to find whatever he is looking for.

**

He is indeed backstage when it’s time for Jeongguk and his group to perform. He stalls there a little longer than intended, afraid to watch the performance. He even procrastinates, which is not something he usually does. 

He knows Jeongguk’s group’s songs by heart. He can’t even deny how good they are. He is amazing, produces and writes a lot of their songs. A perfect performer too. He might be a rookie compared to Jimin if you take a look at their debut dates, but the alpha can sure teach Jimin a thing or two.

As their song is about to start, Jimin finds himself going back to his spot in the audience. It’s like his feet move on their own account, and he has no chance but to follow. He sits on his seat, and waits for Jeongguk’s group to start, as they stay in formation.

And the moment Jeongguk starts to move, Jimin realizes what a big mistake watching them is—everything about Jeongguk is so mesmerizing that it hurts. It’s a dizzying feeling, there is a pull to the alpha like a magnet. He can’t turn his eyes away from him.

The song is new, a really sultry one. The dance moves are extra provocative, and sexy. Which is basically the last thing Jimin needs right now. Jeongguk dances with all his might, his moves swift with a little force behind them. He thrusts his hips in that one move, and grinds accordingly to the rhythm next. He doesn’t give Jimin time to relax, he watches while holding his breath, legs pressed tight.

There is this one moment where he steps forward, and stands in the middle of the stage, belting a high note with ease. Then he stares right at where Jimin is seated. Jimin swallows. There is no way the alpha can actually see him, right? Then why does he smirk, eyes set on Jimin’s face as he lifts his shirt, flashing his abs? 

Jimin presses his legs together even tighter, biting his lower lip. Jeongguk is practically half-naked on stage, his abs are on display. The crowd roars at this with excitement, screams fill the arena. Jimin hears none other than his own beating heart, and feels no other than his desire.

Knowing that Jeongguk stared at him the whole time, wanting to show Jimin something , makes his omega go crazy. He performed it for me. He wanted me to watch.

That’s all it takes before he loses it.

The alpha goes back to his former place in the lineup. His eyes roam around the crowd again, never landing on Jimin again until his last line.

“I really want you,” he sings like a whisper, again staring at where Jimin is.

No matter how hard he bites his lip, Jimin can’t hold back the whimper.

In the middle of the song, he stands up abruptly and walks away from there in fast steps. Luckily, no one heard his whimpers. Unluckily, he was sure at least one of the members that sat next to him smelt his spiked-up scent. Before anyone else notices, Jimin does the only thing that comes to his mind–he runs away. 

After leaving the show abruptly, Jimin goes to the bathroom on the basement floor which he knows no one uses due to the broken toilet there. There is a sign that says closed for maintenance, which is why it’s abandoned. Perfect. He needs to be alone, and get himself together until he feels better enough to leave this goddamn award show.

He is shaking, legs feel weak as he finally steps in. He rushes to the sink and fills his palms with water. He splashes it on his face harshly, trying to cool down a little. It’s not working, he still feels like he is about to collapse, skin still burning up. No amount of cold water soothes it.

He puts his shaking hands to the sides of the sink as his head falls forward, hanging low from his shoulders. He doesn’t want to look at himself in the mirror, nowhere near ready to face himself yet. He knows what’s happening, he knows it really well as much as he’d love to deny it.

He also knows that there is no turning back from this. All he can hope right now is to delay everything.

His whole body is trembling, his knees are weak and he is using all his remaining power to keep himself up. His thighs had cramps from all those seconds he squeezed them together to keep the slick back from pouring out. But of course, he fails at that too.

He groans in annoyance. Out of everyone in here, that younger alpha managed to trigger his heat. This is so absurd.

His stomach cramps again and he almost falls to the ground. He tightens his grip on the sink, his knuckles turn white with the force he is using to keep himself up.

He almost considers taking his phone out to call Jeongguk, ask him for help, to be held, to be fucked in this goddamn award show toilet.

"No, no, come to your senses.”

He whimpers again when he feels the wetness between his legs. This must be a joke. Park Jimin, one of the most professional and powerful idols, is about to go into heat in an award show. Only because a stupid alpha stared at him and smirked before showing his abs. This must be a fucking joke.

He splashes water onto his face again and again. When he finally lifts his head, he sees his own messed-up reflection in the mirror. His blonde hair is all messy, his eyes are half-lidded, his lips are swollen because he kept biting his lip during Jeongguk’s performance to hold back his whimpers. His cheeks are flushed red. There is this glow on his skin, like a sugar glazing on, it is what the sweat does to him. 

He already took a heat blocker before the stage, but somehow it wasn’t enough. He should’ve taken a dozen more with him. Ugh. But somehow he is sure that even the heat blocker won’t be useful now.

"Fuck," he pants loudly as he buckles forward suddenly with the cramps. He really needs to go home and maybe sit on his biggest knot for hours until this need goes away. Again, he is somehow sure no toy could satisfy this craving as his omega seems too fixated on a specific knot of that one specific alpha.

Maybe he should go and seek Namjoon, and ask for some help again. It’s not like they haven’t spent their heats and ruts together before, once or twice. Jimin is sure his hyung would take good care of him if he asked. 

Almost as if his thoughts were heard, someone slams the door open. Jimin flinches as the door gets shut and locked afterward. For a second he fears for his life, anxious for having been caught, and angry at himself for not locking the door.

A familiar smell hits him just then. Jimin doesn’t need to look at him to know who he is. He knows.  

His body recognizes Jeongguk immediately, every part of him that was painfully tense, relaxes. The strong and somehow soothing pheromones fill up the whole bathroom, it envelopes all his senses like an invisible smoke. 

Jimin doesn’t lift his head, avoiding making eye contact with the alpha. It is nerve-wracking, if he was tense before, he is even more alarmed. He needs to go, run for his life but he can’t get himself to move a bit. The alpha walks towards him like he owns the room. Jimin hears him sniff deeply, smelling Jimin’s sweet scent in the air. The anticipation makes his legs weak.

Jeongguk finally stops and stands right behind him. “I knew it,” is what he says, but it’s more like he is talking to himself.

Before Jimin can say or do anything, he leans over at Jimin, caging him between his arms and the sink. Big hands find their way right next to Jimin’s shaking ones. The way his body relaxes is humiliating, and somewhat exciting.

After hearing the low growl coming from the alpha, Jimin can’t help but finally look up and finally meet his eyes in the mirror. He regrets it immediately—seeing the dark gaze Jeongguk has while he stands at the back, covering Jimin from behind completely, only makes things worse for Jimin. He looks like a true alpha now, unlike his playful, young self, which drives his omega crazy.

His pheromones are strong around Jimin. His smell is sharp and his arms look so big next to Jimin’s shaking ones.

“Why did you come here? How did you find me?” asks Jimin.

“Your scent was all I could smell when I went back backstage. No one seemed to have noticed but me.”

Jimin whimpers at that. The alpha only noticed him, aware that only he was invited.

“You have no idea how hard it is to contain myself now.”

I think I have an idea, thinks Jimin. 

“You should’ve ignored me, because I do have an idea how hard it is to hold back and we might be making a huge mistake now-” starts Jimin, trying to reason with the alpha at least once, frustrated. He wants Jeongguk to know that he has a way out of this, if he doesn’t want to be here. If he only followed Jimin because of his instincts and nothing else, he doesn’t have to take responsibility. Although Jimin wants him to. 

Jimin’s words are cut off when Jeongguk presses his warm body against his, and his nose finds the back of Jimin’s neck, inhaling deeply. “You smell so good.”

The alpha presses their bodies against each other. Immediately Jimin can feel the hardness against his hips, which makes him whine again. Hooded eyes find Jeongguk’s face through the mirror.

“H-Heat,” shutters Jimin. “So suddenly, my heat hit out of nowhere. I don’t know what to do-“

Jeongguk shushes him, rubbing his nose to Jimin’s cheek softly. “I am here now. ”

“Why?” asks Jimin, but holds his breath too, anxious to hear the answer.

“You know why,” says Jeongguk softly. 

“No I don’t,” says Jimin. It is not entirely a lie. He has a feeling why, but he needs words. He needs affirmation and comfort. He needs to know for certain.

“I couldn’t take my eyes off of you the whole night, almost as if I knew your heat would happen. Weird, isn’t it? I had to keep a close eye on you. My alpha kept driving me crazy.”

He lets out a shaking breath right below Jimin’s ear. His body relaxes against Jeongguk’s, he tilts his head to the side to let Jeongguk even closer.

Jeongguk slides his hand up to Jimin’s chest, touching him slowly. He caresses every spot he reaches slowly. Jimin lets out a shaking breath, head falling back against Jeongguk’s shoulder as the remaining sanity slowly leaves his body.

Jeongguk presses his nose right against Jimin’s scent gland. The hand on his chest slowly moves to untie the buttons holding Jimin’s thin shirt together. "Do you have any idea how delicious you smell to me?”

Jimin swallows hard. He doesn’t know why his omega feels elated to hear that. They have an effect on their alpha, thinks one side of him. How he addresses Jeongguk as “their alpha” makes Jimin shiver nervously.

“H-How?” he asks innocently. He tries not to push his luck when he is in such a vulnerable state, but he can’t help it. 

“So good that I want to eat you up right here.”

Jimin squeezes his legs tighter. He is so wet that taking off his pants will be a total nightmare later on.

“I wanna scent you. Thoroughly."

Jimin doesn’t even let his members scent him easily. It usually confuses his omega as it always leaves him feeling cuddly and needy. He hates that. 

But right now, all he wants in life is to be fully scented by this alpha. He wants to be claimed.

"Y-Yeah. Okay, do it.”

Jeongguk doesn’t wait any longer, and starts scenting Jimin as he promised. He licks and sucks on the sensitive skin, his teeth graze on Jimin’s scent gland on and on, drawing moans from him. His hands don’t stop exploring every part of his body either, touching and groping, putting pressure on where it’s needed. 

When Jimin presses his hips back against Jeongguk’s hard cock, the alpha doesn’t wait before starting to move his hips, rocking his hips slowly, creating friction. Jimin curses under his breath, he sounds so needy and broken that even he is surprised. 

How can someone younger than him make him this weak? How can one touch from this younger alpha make him feel like he wants to stay this way forever?

Jeongguk growls in between pants, imprinting Jimin with his scent all over. Jimin continues to let out little sounds of pleasure, mouth parted open as he helplessly takes whatever he's given. It is not enough, the burning need only grows if anything. 

“You’re so wet,” says Jeongguk with a low swear. “I can feel the dampness even through my pants.”

Jimin lets out a whimper, ashamed. “It’s your fault,” he says, hiding his face.

The alpha’s hips draw slow circles against his, motioning how he will fuck him deep and hard later on. “Oh yeah? How is it my fault, hyung? Tell me.”

“You and your stupid dance– ugh , why did you have to look at me when you almost undressed on stage?”

“Hm? Did I look at you?”

Jimin’s heart drops at that. If he really made this whole thing up and got himself worked up on practically nothing, he would rather die than face that embarrassment. “What?”

He feels anxious until Jeongguk starts to chuckle. “I’m just messing with you,” he says, pecking below Jimin’s ear. “I didn’t see anyone but you, if I’m being honest.”

Jimin lets out the loudest moan so far when Jeongguk pinches Jimin’s hardened nipples as he keeps sucking hickeys on his neck. Jimin is dripping wet, his knees buckle with every thrust Jeongguk gives him. But the moment he feels like falling, he is being pulled up easily by the alpha’s strong hands.

“I knew you’d change your mind and watch me,” says Jeongguk, licking and sucking the delicate skin. Hands gripping Jimin’s thighs harshly, cock still pressed against the omega’s ass. “I wanted to impress you.”

“Did you-“ starts Jimin but has a hard time completing the sentence as his nipples are twisted, eyes almost rolling back. “Did you watch me too?”

The more he is well scented, the more his omega purrs in delight. Jeongguk is satisfied with his own work too, seeing the hickeys all over Jimin’s sensitive neck through the mirror. Jimin looks irresistible, trembling under his touch. 

“How could I not? You were shining on stage.”

Alpha watched us and enjoyed it , whispering his omega, wagging his tail happily.

All of his senses are heightened. Jeongguk is everywhere. His hands, his lips and wet tongue that doesn’t leave his neck even for a second, his mouth and oh, his scent. Jimin feels like he is on cloud nine, Jeongguk’s scent wrapping up around him like a tight blanket, his merciless fingers that keep twisting his nipples-

Jimin comes all of a sudden, his loud, broken moan echoes in the bathroom. His knees are weak to hold himself up, so he leans on the sink further, panting and shaking. He swears he blacked out for a second.

"Did you just come from some scenting?" Jeongguk chuckles at him in surprise, helping Jimin to stand up. "Do you want me that much?“

Everything Jeongguk does only makes Jimin’s heat worse instead of satisfying it. “It’s just the heat. D-Don’t flatter yourself.”

“So should I leave?” 

"Just shut up." 

Even though he tells Jeongguk to shut up, he leans back on him more and lets him keep playing with his nipples a little more. When he gets more sensitive, he holds Jeongguk’s hands and stops them from moving. 

“Decide. Do you want me or not?” teases Jeongguk. “Or would any random alpha do?”

Jimin blushes when he answers, trying to make sense of his reasoning as he presses Jeongguk’s hands to his stomach, not letting him go. “W-Well, my heat is getting worse, so…”

“Do you hook up with strangers whenever you’re in heat then? I thought you were a proud omega.”

“Of course not!” Jeongguk tries to move back but Jimin can’t allow that, he needs his cock inside him as soon as possible, or his body would explode. He huffs, frustrated. “God, you’re really going to make me say it out loud, aren’t you?”

Jeongguk hums, Jimin doesn’t need to see his face to know he has a smug expression. 

“Fine,” says Jimin with a groan, frustrated. “I need you. Only you. So please stay.”

Jeongguk hums again. That little shit. 

Jimin rolls his eyes. If it wasn’t for the heat that almost makes him present right here and there, he would give Jeongguk hell for messing with him so much. “What else do you want to hear?”

“I don’t know. I still don’t feel that special to you. I’m hurt,” says Jeongguk with fake sadness. He even dares to pout. “Do you find random alphas whenever you’re in heat, hyung?” 

Stupid alphas and their stupid possessiveness , thinks Jimin with a sigh.

“Of course not. I don’t go out finding random people to spend my heat with… I don’t enjoy being that vulnerable with strangers.”

“Does that mean you trust me?”

If alphas are stupid, well, his omega isn't the smartest either. Because there is something about this alpha that his omega blindly trusts. Something that makes his heartbeat so fast in his chest like a drum, something that makes him feel weak from head to toe, putty in his presence.

He finds himself nodding slowly. 

Jeongguk gives Jimin a cheeky smile that shows his little dimples. “Good.”

He is still rock hard, but he prioritizes Jimin’s satisfaction more, and he doesn’t chase after his own release. It is not easy to stay sane around Jimin, since he drives his alpha crazy. But he tries his best, for the sake of them both.

Jeongguk lets go of Jimin, putting some distance between them. Jimin can’t help but whine in distress when he takes a step back. It’s irrational, but he really needs the alpha’s touch, or else it feels like he is about to explode.

This is why he hates getting heats. It brings out a really primal, and vulnerable side of him. 

Being an omega idol in an alpha-dominated industry is hard. Earning respect as an artist instead of only a piece of meat is even harder. He can’t even feel sexual without feeling guilty or objectified at this point. And for the most part, he can keep up with the pressure so well. He is professional, calm, sultry enough to draw in more audience but distant enough to let them know he is unavailable.

That is until he gets his heat. Whenever he has his heats, he gets so needy that he keeps begging for an alpha, to be touched. But now that his omega is focused on one alpha, Jimin knows it’s about time he will turn into a begging mess.

He whines, and pulls Jeongguk back. “Just a little more… Touch me a little more…”

“You are driving us both crazy right now. What if we get caught?”

“Y-Your fault,” reminds Jimin with a shutter, when Jeongguk presses his hips flush against his he gasps. 

“Then what about your performance? I almost came up to the stage and took you right then and there, in front of the whole world to see.”

Jimin moans at the image, getting even wetter. He is already hard in his pants again, and the need is back with full force. Jeongguk must know it too, Jimin’s pheromones spike up with so much need that he growls.

When Jeongguk kneels, Jimin turns to look at him in protest, but Jeongguk grabs his hips to keep him still. The omega tries to turn around again, but Jeongguk doesn’t let him.

The alpha takes a grip on his underwear and tight pants. He pulls them down to his ankles. Jimin’s thighs are shining with slick, sticky all over. He leaks so much slick that Jeongguk tsks.

"You made a mess. All this slick has gone to waste."

Jimin bites his lip. “Your-“

“My fault, I know,” says Jeongguk, smug.

He uses a hand to press on Jimin’s lower back firmly but gently, to bend him over the sink. When he meets a slight resistance, he growls softly, and the omega obeys immediately, bending over to present himself.

Jeongguk grins, pleased with how submissive Jimin’s omega is when in heat, he will most definitely use this against Jimin later on when they are not in a trance of their heat and rut.

Jimin smells perfect. He is perfect all over, not even one bit of flaw on his milky smooth skin. His mouth waters at the thought of marking up and painting his ass in all purple. He would love to mark him.

He uses both his thumbs to knead the flesh of his soft ass, to take a look at his most private parts. Jimin whines at that, hiding his face between his arms in embarrassment. 

“You’re even pretty down here."

Jimin can’t even hide the way he beams with happiness at the praise. He opens his legs even wider, although the move is subtle it doesn’t escape the alpha’s eyes. He lets out a breathy laugh, kneading the flesh even harsher.

Before Jimin can say or do anything, he feels Jeongguk’s tongue licking a stripe up his rim, tasting him. He moans, legs buckling forward immediately. He hasn’t been eaten out in a long while, since he hates being so vulnerable under someone’s touch, he has only let Namjoon hyung before when the alpha helped him with his heat. 

He was so out of it, deep into that trance to fully enjoy it. But now he is at the beginning phase, the real heat hasn’t hit yet. Which means he will get to feel and remember every second of it.

Jeongguk sucks on his hole, teeth graze his entrance. Jimin is a moaning mess, he can’t even be considerate enough to keep his voice down. 

“Based on your reaction, I assume no one has eaten you out before the way that I do?”

Jeongguk is smug when he talks, but he is so skilled with his tongue that Jimin can’t even get angry at him. Jimin just nods, shaking hand finds its way to Jeongguk’s hair. He grabs a fistful of his hair, and presses Jeongguk even closer. “Yes, yes.”

He parts his legs even further, and practically offers himself like a good slut as he moves his hips towards Jeongguk’s face, pressing his head closer at the same time. “Please.”

Jeongguk gives his cute ass a playful smack. Jimin curses under his breath, he feels more slick gushing out and dripping down his thighs.

Jeongguk seems to notice that too, he keeps licking the insides of Jimin’s shaking thighs, biting and leaving as many marks as he can. No drop should go to waste. 

Then suddenly, he slides his tongue inside Jimin’s tight little hole, earning a gasp from the omega. Jimin doesn’t know what to do with the sudden pleasure rushing to his whole body. Jeongguk is mean with his strokes, his tone keeps breaching into his hole, licking him earnestly without giving Jimin a second to collect his breath.

"A-alpha... I'm..."

Funny how they didn't even discuss things and they just started doing it. Funny how things feel normal and good when Jimin assumed that it would turn out to be weird. Funny how Jimin doesn’t wanna talk back at him or challenge his authority. Funny how much he loves being dominated like this, feeling so small and weak, helpless under the alpha’s touch. Needy. And he fucking loves this new feeling.

Jeongguk doesn’t even bother to warn him as he puts two of his long fingers alongside his tongue. Jimin bites his lip as he hissed, trying to gather his thoughts as Jeongguk’s long fingers rub on his insides, in and out in a slow rhythm. "Y-you could give me a heads up-“

All he gets as a reply is a playful smack on his ass that makes him flinch. He starts thrusting his fingers according to the rhythm of his tongue.

"Why, I can complain as much as I—oh wait, fuck, right there!"

"You mean this spot?" Jeongguk teases as he pokes Jimin’s prostate. He clenches around Jeongguk so tight that it almost hurts Jeongguk’s fingers. 

Jimin nods, whining.

Jeongguk smirks before biting into Jimin’s asscheek harshly, making the omega mewl in pain. “Not so complaining now, are you?”

“That’s unfair,” says Jimin.

This time instead of two, the alpha thrusts three fingers in. He is met with resistance immediately, Jimin is so tight that his fingers feel numb. Not to mention the ache between his legs. 

Jimin’s shoes and his pants are soaking wet at this point. He has never been this wet before even in his worst heats. 

"Your scent gets sweeter by the second. Makes me wanna devour you as a whole."

"W-Well,” shutters Jimin. “Maybe I want you to.”

Jeongguk growls. “Don’t say things you don’t mean.”

If Jeongguk was not struggling either, he would’ve toyed with Jimin a lot more, just to hear his sweet begging longer. But he can’t wait either, if he doesn’t get inside Jimin soon he might die for real.

Jeongguk starts hitting Jimin’s prostate non-stop after that. Jimin’s fast pants and loud moans echo in the small bathroom. He is on the edge, he has been since Jeongguk stepped into the bathroom honestly. A few more pushes and Jeongguk’s teeth grazing his ass is all it takes–he comes so hard that he blacks out for a second, falling forward as he paints his shoes and the floor white with his cum.

"Pretty," praises Jeongguk, pulling his fingers out. Gives Jimin’s ass a light smack, the omega’s legs are wobbly with the force of his release. He is about to fall when Jeongguk catches him from his waist.

Jimin looks elsewhere, he doesn’t raise his head to look into Jeongguk’s eyes. He hates how weak he gets with this man, he hates everything about him. But all he wants is to be a good omega and this can’t be helped. It’s in his nature. He hates it.

Jimin gives all his body weight to him but the alpha is not having a hard time carrying him. Finally, he meets Jeongguk’s eyes through the mirror. They look good like this, Jimin between his arms, head thrown back against his shoulders. Two strong arms wrapped around him, two It gives him comfort, weirdly so. Between this man’s arms who offered him nothing but lust, Jimin finds himself wishing to stay like this, forgetting about the world outside.

“Time to go,” whispers Jeongguk.

They have to go. Right. They are not meant to stay this way forever. 

Jimin doesn’t know why he has this sudden urge to cry. He is confused, heartbroken, angry—his omega doesn’t take rejection well. Especially in heat, and by his own alpha. There is a heavy emptiness in his chest, making it hard to breathe.

“But why?” His eyes are filled with unshed tears in every word, his voice breaks and his omega howls in pain with this rejection. This can’t be it, he knows he has to get it together. But all of his rationality has gone off the window now. “Are you rejecting me?”

It is far worse than any rejection he has ever felt. He is confused, not understanding why. 

“What?” Jeongguk sounds bewildered, brows arched really high. “I am not rejecting you, baby. Come on now, don’t cry, no.”

The omega is partially relieved, but the urge to cry is still there. He sniffs, wiping his face with his sleeve. Jeongguk gives him a soft peck on his neck, just near his scent gland. "We can’t go all the way in an award show bathroom.” 

“I don’t think I can move,” mumbles the omega. “My heat—it’s about to hit me harder than ever, I can feel it.”

He whimpers, squeezing his legs together to hold back the pain and cramps.

“Can’t we just do it here once?”

"We are lucky to not get caught so far. We can’t risk it further. My house is really near."

Jimin turns around to finally face him, he is crying with anxiety because his omega still somehow takes this as rejection. He nuzzles his cheek into Jeongguk’s shirt and hugs him close, clinging onto his back. Two strong arms wrap around him immediately, following his hug. 

"Hey," he coos and cups Jimin’s cheeks to look him in the eye. His tone is soft and patient when he continues. "We really need to leave, okay? It won’t take long, I promise.”

"Then maybe I will-" Jimin sobs. "I will find the alpha who helped me last time and... and ask him to take care of me instead.”

Jeongguk growls at that, eyes turning red. He pushes the omega against the wall, trapping him in between his arms again. "Stop talking about another alpha when you’re with me."

"But you don’t care about me enough..."

"I do, but if you really insist that much, then I will fuck you here so hard that you won’t be able to walk, is that what you want?”

"I don't care. It hurts..." He started nuzzling his cheek into Jeongguk’s neck to scent the alpha. “You shouldn’t have triggered my heat this much.”

He grabs Jimin’s hand and leads it to his crotch, pressing his bulge against Jimin’s soft palm with a hiss. “Do you have any idea how hard I’ve been trying to attend to your needs instead of mine, when I also feel like this ?”

Feeling the palpable desire of the alpha gets Jimin even more aroused. His alpha is big , his mouth waters at the promise of taking him inside. 

Jeongguk slots his thigh between Jimin’s legs, and presses their bodies together. He starts humping Jimin, chasing after his release, and also making sure that Jimin also enjoys it—he knows he should let him come at least once before convincing him to leave here.

It won’t take long for him to come either, he is already on the edge. Jimin throws his head back against the wall, shutting his eyes close and just letting the alpha do whatever. He is in no position to demand clearly anyway.

Jeongguk’s lips find right below his jawline, kissing his way up to Jimin’s cheeks. Just when he is close to Jimin’s puffy lips, he stops.

Jimin mumbles something incoherent, tilting his head down to look at Jeongguk with expectant eyes. “Jeongguk…”

"What, baby? Do you want a kiss?"

Jimin nods, looking way too cute like this.

Jeongguk pecks the corner of Jimin’s awaiting lips. Jimin tightens his grip on Jeongguk’s shirt and huffs in annoyance. “Don’t tease me.” 

He grabs the nape of Jeongguk’s neck to lower his head and finally connect their lips, kissing Jeongguk as the alpha laughs.

Kissing somehow feels more intimate than everything they just did in here. It is beyond lust, it makes them both feel a sense of relief they haven’t before. As if they were meant to do this all along, and nothing else. Jimin feels on cloud nine, with the alpha’s hips touching his tongue and tasting every corner of his mouth–it makes him feel sane again, and grounded. Funny how this should feel the exact opposite.

He doesn’t even fight for dominance as Jeongguk slides his tongue in, fuck, he could taste his own slick on his tongue. He moans, he does everything he can do to please the alpha. Just as their kiss gets messier, and the rhythm of their hips gets sloppier, they hear a loud rustling and whispers from outside.

Jeongguk presses the palm of his hand on Jimin’s mouth to keep his voice down.

"Hyung, are you sure about this?" whispers someone from outside. Jimin’s eyes widen with horror at the familiar voice. He grabs Jeongguk’s wrist in anxiety.

"Yes. No one ever comes to this bathroom."

Jimin’s heart beats so loud in his chest that he is sure it can be heard from the outside. The adrenaline is rushing all over his body, making him squirm nervously between Jeongguk’s arms.

Two of his band members are here, and about to enter the bathroom. He knows he won’t survive this, if they get caught. Eventually, they will. When Jimin doesn’t go back home with them, they will begin to ask questions. But he is not ready now.

As if he is totally unbothered, Jeongguk goes back to moving his hips against Jimin’s equally hard bulge, making him whimper immediately. He looks at Jeongguk with terrified eyes, asking him to stop–Jeongguk grins, and presses his hand harder on Jimin’s mouth to keep him quiet as he continues to torment him.

“I'm so angry at you so you better fuck me good,” says the low-pitched voice, Yoongi.

"I'm the one who should be angry. He is my friend and yet you flirted with him!" says Hoseok.

Jeongguk fastens his thrusts, rolling his hips against Jimin without stopping.

"I didn't do anything," says Yoongi. "But you growled at your own friend in front of all of the others. Why are you so dumb? Do you want us to get caught?"

Hoseok growls again, then Jimin and Jeongguk hear a thump. Jimin guesses that Hoseok just pushed Yoongi against the wall. "Then why do you let people touch you? Do you only hate affection if it’s from me?"

"I'm your mate, Hoseok, but I'm Min Yoongi too, what do you expect me to do?"

"Don’t tell me that they…" asks Jeongguk, with wide eyes. Fucking is one thing, but being mates in the same group is a whole different thing. Jimin nods before gulping, equally terrified.

"Doesn’t matter now, because if I can’t knot you right now I might lose my mind.”

“Be patient, brat.”

Then suddenly someone, probably Yoongi based on the sounds, tries to open the door, turning the doorknob.

Jimin gasps loudly, his scent flaring with panic. Thankfully, the door is locked. He wouldn’t be able to explain why he is all wet and between Jeongguk’s arms. It is his lucky day. Or maybe, unlucky.

"Is there someone?" asks Yoongi, knocking on the door.

"Yoon... I smell something familiar,” says Hoseok. Jimin can hear the worry in his voice.

He is getting close to his release, Jeongguk doesn’t budge a little. But maybe because he feels merciful, he slows down enough for Jimin to talk, when asked a question. 

Jimin hears Yoon’s surprised voice when he asks. "Jiminnie?" He knocks on the door again faster this time, clearly worried. "Are you in here?"

Jeongguk whispers in his ear. "Make them leave." A shiver runs down Jimin’s spine with this dangerous tone. He finally lets go of Jimin, removing his hand. 

Jimin nods, and clears his throat. His heart is beating so fast that he thinks he is going to die. "Y-Yeah. Okay.”

Before he gets to speak, Jeongguk’s now empty hand finds its way into Jimin’s pants, and he inserts two fingers back in his hole again with no resistance. Jimin’s breath hitches, a moan falling from his lips.

"Oh my god! Jiminnie is in heat! Hoseok go get Namjoon!" Yoon says in a rush, panicked.

Jeongguk grits his teeth and adds one more finger, followed by his stimulation on the front.  Jimin holds onto his shoulders to keep himself standing. He is about to cum if Jeongguk continues, it’s all too much.

"No! I'm fine! I'm-"

"There is someone else there," says Hoseok, his voice low pitched now. He sounds scary like that, clearly threatening as he growls loudly. "I know this scent."

“What?! Jimin, are you alone? Say something! Who is it?” asks Yoongi. 

“Jeon Jeongguk is there with him,” says Hoseok. 

"Oh? Jiminnie, is he forcing you? Hoseok can break the door, you know. Just say the word!"

“I’m fine, hyung,” says Jimin louder this time. “Please leave.”

“What the hell, how are you even okay like that?” Yoongi continues to knock on the door. Jeongguk moves his fingers in circles, pushing just where Jimin’s prostate is. Based on the sloppy rhythm of his hips, Jimin senses that the alpha is close too. 

God. This is not the way he thought he would die. 

His hyungs will surely kill him when he goes back to their dormitory.

"Please go away! I'm not in a position to talk now but I’m fine. Jeongguk–he is taking care of me. Just please, leave."

“Okay,” says Yoongi, hesitation still clear in his voice. “Text me if anything goes wrong. And Jeon–you better take good care of Jimin, or else I will surely find you and make you pay for it.”

“Don’t accidentally mate,” adds Yoongi. “Use protection.”

“GOD,” Jimin growls in frustration. “JUST LEAVE!”

“Let's go, baby," says Yoongi slowly and judging by the distant footsteps, they leave.

When they are alone, Jeongguk unzips his own pants quickly. He takes Jimin’s hand, leads it to his own twitching cock, wrapping his fingers around it. He doesn’t slow down his fingers in Jimin’s hole either, taking them both to the edge. 

A few more thrusts and they both cum at the same time, dirtying their expensive shirts. Their stylist noonas will give them both hell for it later on. These are good for nothing at this point, and need to be dumped in a dumpster. 

Jeongguk pulls out his fingers slowly, and it makes Jimin hiss. He is still so sensitive, they really need a break. Also, he didn’t even get to enjoy pleasuring his alpha, so that’s something he should do again as a thank you, later on.

"So it was Namjoon hyung, huh?" asks Jeongguk, panting. "And damn, two members got mated while they are in the same band?"

"T-They didn't ask for permission,” says Jimin, after he is finally calmed down enough to reply. “They just got mated one day. We had no choice but to accept them."

"Did they accept you and your Namjoon hyung too?" asks Jeongguk, tone bitter. His head falls forward on Jimin’s shoulder, nose pressed against his scent gland. 

"It wasn't something to be accepted. Hyung and I only helped each other out with our ruts and heats a few times."

Jeongguk ignores this, and zips his own pants quickly. Then he leans down to gather Jimin’s pants, to help him get dressed. 

“Let’s just go,” he says. “We were lucky that we got caught by your hyungs. We don’t know who it will be next time.”

Jimin doesn’t have enough energy to object this time around. They didn’t even go all the way, but he still feels drained. He nods slowly. 

Jeongguk calls his manager and asks him to bring a blanket, some new clothes, and masks. Soon after, they get all the things they wanted, and get changed quickly, hiding their faces. They sneak out without wasting time, and go straight to the car park, avoiding staff and the paparazzi. It is not an easy task, but they manage well, since everyone is busy with idols on stage.

Jeongguk has a black Mercedes-Benz, and the windows are tinted black for extra privacy. Being an idol is not easy with so many paparazzis invading your privacy 24/7, shoving cameras into your face. Jimin hides under the blanket completely. They somehow manage not to draw much attention, most likely his manager hyung’s doing. And they leave the arena from the back door entrance quickly.  

It is a bumpy ride, albeit short. Jimin’s heat gets worse and worse with every minute passing. At one point it gets so bad that Jeongguk almost considers pulling to the side of the empty road, and fucking him right there. But thanks to his endurance, and with a little help from his usage of alpha voice commands, they manage to reach Jeongguk's house.

Jeongguk’s house is indeed near, just as the alpha said. It is also really big, it’s huge. It isn’t something to be surprised about, considering that the alpha is a worldwide known artist. If Jimin wasn’t in heat, and if Jeongguk wasn’t carrying him inside bridal style, he would have stopped at the door to admire how nice the house looks.

"Here we are," he says as he carries Jimin from the stairs to his bedroom. Jimin mumbles something incoherent, his body is burning up. He nuzzles his cheek into Jeongguk’s neck to scent him thoroughly. An omega in heat is just as possessive as an alpha in a rut, if not more.

Jeongguk gently drops Jimin onto the king-sized bed. The linens are made of silk, soft to touch, just what Jimin deserves.  

As soon as Jeongguk lays Jimin in the middle of the bed and straightens up, Jimin whines in distress and makes grabby hands. “Where are you going?” he says with a pout, his stomach is cramping again. “Stay by my side.”

Jeongguk almost coos at his cuteness, but he doesn’t, figuring it would only frustrate the omega. He takes off his own sweatshirt in one go, and hands it to the omega. “I will be back, hyung. Be good, and wait patiently.”

Jimin hesitates at first, but still nods. As much as he wants to rebel and just throw a tantrum about ‘how the alpha said he would take care of him, but he doesn’t ’, he also wants to please. In the end, the side that wants approval wins. 

Jeongguk goes to the bathroom, and Jimin hears some sounds, followed by a low curse coming from there, guessing that the alpha dropped a few things. He must be equally impatient then. Good, he should be.

He presses the soft linen of the sweatshirt to his nose, inhaling the alpha’s scent deeply. That insatiable need is still there, but at least the scent helps a little. He makes a mental note to steal this one when he goes back home.

He begins scenting the bed, he rubs his wrists to the pillows and the sheets, making a nest there. This is not ideal, he already misses his own nest at home but this will have to do. He organizes pillows, but Jeongguk doesn’t have many. 

He knows he promised to wait till Jeongguk comes back, but the dampness in his pants is so uncomfortable, and he gets wetter by the second he presses that sweatshirt to his nose. He struggles to take off his tight jeans, huffing in frustration but he manages to take them off somehow. He throws away those expensive pairs of jeans somewhere in the room. They are no better than thrash at this point.

"Getting naked already? Didn't think you'd be one of those needy omegas," says the alpha, finally walking into the room with his hands full of lube and condoms. 

Jimin frowns, they don’t need lube or condoms. He is dripping wet already. His rational, sane side tells him how nice it is that Jeongguk thought of him. But he ignores it. “How many omegas do you even know?”

Jeongguk just laughs at that, but doesn’t answer. He takes off his pants and crawls to the bed with his underwear on.

Jimin glares at Jeongguk as the alpha touches his legs, parting them. “You are in an all-alpha band. What needy omegas are you talking about?”

“That doesn’t mean I don’t know any omegas,” answers Jeongguk against the very sensitive skin inside his thighs. 

"Have you ever been with an omega in heat?” asks Jimin bitterly. Imagining the alpha with someone else annoys him a lot, he doesn’t know why he is asking at this point.

"When they needed help with their heats," he says as if it is nothing as he climbs into bed further, kissing his way up to Jimin’s hips. 

"Did you knot them?”

Knotting someone is much more intimate than just fucking around. That’s why he didn’t let Namjoon knot him—as much as he trusts the alpha with all his heart, there was something missing.

He opens his legs further and lets the alpha get in between them. He puts his hands on Jeongguk’s broad shoulders when the alpha gets too close to his face, eyes on Jimin’s lips only.

"No. I don’t knot omegas if it’s just sex to me.”

Jimin's omega gets curious: is he gonna do the same to him too? He turns his head and stares at the pile of condoms for a while, then looks back at Jeongguk.

"I see," he says slowly. He can’t help the hurt tone he has when he speaks. Even his scent sours.

He knows they should obviously use protection. And he knows they shouldn’t knot, it would only confuse their wolves for when this heat is over. And God forbid, what if they mate under the trance of that little sense of bliss?

“Makes sense.”

Jeongguk gets confused by the sudden mood change. He leans in for a kiss but Jimin turns his head, and Jeongguk’s lips land on Jimin’s cheek instead.

"What?"

"Then we shouldn’t knot either, it’s just sex. You’re only helping me out after all.”

Jeongguk frowns. "Do you really mean it?” 

Jimin doesn’t answer.

“Baby, look at me.”

Jimin looks at him under his fluttering eyelashes.

“I will do whatever you want me to do. I don’t want to force myself on you, which means no pressure to do everything I say or want.”

Jimin licks his lips slowly. “But what do you want?”

“I told you, it doesn’t matter-“

“It matters to me,” says Jimin firmly. His hand slid up from Jeongguk’s chest to his neck. “Please. Tell me what you want.”

“I really want to knot you. I also want to do something stupid and fill you up to the brim." 

Jimin whimpers at the words, biting his lips. His legs part open even further to let Jeongguk in.

Jeongguk kisses the omega on his nose. “But no pressure. If you want me to use protection, I will. If you just want me to help you using my hands and mouth, I will. You shouldn’t spend your heat with someone unless you’re comfortable.”

My alpha is the best , thinks Jimin. He doesn’t even correct his thoughts about the ‘my alpha’ part. 

“I want to do all of that,” says the omega, pressing Jeongguk’s hips down with his legs. His hands grip Jeongguk’s shoulders even tighter. “I want you to knot me. And fill me up.”

Jeongguk mutters a soft swear against his lips, and suddenly starts kissing Jimin earnestly. They don’t stop for a while, if it wasn’t for Jimin’s heat, they would gladly make out for hours. Maybe they should, once this is over.

“You said you’re on pills, right?” asks Jeongguk once they part their lips. Jimin nods, he looks too cute now with his shiny, pouty lips and hooded eyes. 

Jimin’s soft pants are the only distraction for Jeongguk. He patiently waits for Jimin to make eye contact again, and nods. “Yeah. You can do whatever you want. I want you to. You don’t have to ask, alpha.”

He blushes immediately, addressing Jeongguk as alpha is an immediate trigger for the alpha, his eyes flash red. It is not something he normally would do under different circumstances since he is too proud to do it, but he is sure he can get used to it in time. 

Despite his red eyes and the low growl from his chest, Jeongguk gives Jimin a soft peck on the lips. “I will fill you up so much that you won’t remember how it feels to be empty.”

He doesn’t need to say twice, because just as his heat and his omega, Jeongguk’s alpha takes over too.

Before Jimin can say anything, he is being manhandled onto his own knees. Jeongguk tosses him around in the bed so easily, as if Jimin is nothing but a weightless doll. Jimin whines at the small show of strength and dominance.

“Come on, present for me, baby."

Jimin nods with a new excitement. He presses his cheek to the sheets and arches his back, legs parted as much as he can. He uses both of his hands to knead and part his ass cheeks to the sides, showing his most vulnerable and lewd parts to the alpha. 

This is the first time he has presented to an alpha, ever. Usually, even the idea of doing so makes his skin crawl with embarrassment and annoyance. But the way Jeongguk is patient and gentle with him makes him comfortable enough. 

In the meantime, Jeongguk throws away his underwear somewhere back, wrapping his own hand around his rock-hard cock with a little hiss. Jimin looks so good like this that he almost forgets eve

“So fucking beautiful,” he says, middle finger moving up and down on the crack of Jimin’s ass , collecting more slick. 

"Hurts, hurry up."

He gets a sudden smack on his ass as an answer. He buckles forward reflectively and whines. 

“Should I play with you a little more?”

“No! I have been patient, you need to fuck me now!”

“Patient? I almost couldn’t drive because of you.”

"You said you would do anything for me,” says Jimin quickly. He tries to reason with the alpha. “Then stop playing.”

“And then you said I could do whatever I want with you,” chuckles Jeongguk.

Jimin throws his hips back a little, trying to get some friction. He gets none other than Jeongguk’s strong hand on his hips that still him.

Using his other hand, Jeongguk smacks his cock on Jimin’s rim a few times teasingly, drawing another loud whine from the omega. He laughs at that for a second. 

 "Just put it in already!"

Jeongguk presses on his cock head against Jimin’s hole, and leads it inside. He hisses at the tightness, and doesn’t push it in further. 

Jimin sobs when Jeongguk stops moving. “You’re a meanie. Fuck you.”

Jeongguk lets out a loud laugh at this. “I'm trying to.”

Jimin huffs and lets go of his ass, hands gripping the silk sheets instead. “Move, or I will.”

Jeongguk snorts. “Okay then, since you want to do it yourself so much… Fuck yourself on my cock.”

He lets go of Jimin’s hips, and leans a little back, watching the omega. 

Jimin tries to take in more, moving his hips as much as he can. He is letting out the most delicious sounds of pain and pleasure. Once he takes in the whole length, he moans and falls forward, legs wobbly at the size of it. He feels close even by this.

For a while, he helplessly chases after his own release, but this is not enough. He can’t be sated by his own efforts only, he needs to be fucked fast and hard, non-stop until he cries.

He gets tired after a while, and falls flat on his chest. “I can’t,” he mumbles, voice muffled by the sheets. “Not enough. Can’t you just do it?”

Jeongguk holds his hips steady and stops him from moving.

"Please," asks Jimin, almost sobbing. He arches his back as much as he can to encourage the alpha. “Please, don’t make me wait longer.”

And with that, Jeongguk starts thrusting in and out slowly. Jimin is immediately short of breath, finally feeling better now that the alpha is reaching his deepest parts easily. It is not easy to get used to the size, but after he voices this, he gets a disapproving answer from the alpha.

“How are you gonna take a knot if you already complain about this?”

He caresses Jimin’s back dimples to comfort him and distract him from the pain of adjusting the size when he moves. "So beautiful."

Jeongguk pulls out to the tip, only to slam back in. He moves his hips in circles, ruining the omega already. He throws his head back, finally sighing in relief. 

With every slow yet hard thrust, Jimin keeps sliding on the sheets, but his alpha’s grip is tighter to keep him still. Jeongguk is sure Jimin's voice would echo in the whole house if it wasn't for the pillow muffling his screams.

“Do you always get this wet, baby?" says Jeongguk suddenly. He pulls out just to the tip and slams back in with a really hard thrust. Jimin hears a loud wet squelching sound that makes him blush head to toe. 

"N-no," Jimin tries to speak but this is the only thing he can put into words as Jeongguk gets even harder with his thrusts, directed at his prostate only. "T-That’s because of you, oh, there, nghh—“

Jeongguk smirks and pinches both his ass cheeks. Jimin has such fair skin, ready to be marked all over. Every time Jeongguk kneaded his ass, there were handprints left behind.

The alpha slows down for a second, sensing that Jimin is getting closer. Just as he gets ready to lay Jimin to his side so he can be more comfortable, Jimin grabs his thigh and squeezes hard.

"Nooo! Don’t slow down, I’m so close, Jeongguk, please-"

Jeongguk halts suddenly, throwing his head back when Jimin starts clenching around him even tighter than before. “Say my name."

"Tell me who is fucking you right now," he starts his sentence as he takes Jimin's hand that is formed as a tight fist and leads his hands to Jimin’s lower abdomen where Jimin can feel Jeongguk's big cock moving under his palm, almost bulging his thin stomach. "Tell me whose cock is this."

"Jeongguk,” mumbles Jimin. “Jeonggukkie, please-“

Jeongguk uses his free hand to grab Jimin’s hair and pull his head back, until the omega’s back is against his chest, practically sitting on his lap. With this new angle, he can reach even deeper parts. Jimin can’t do anything but take, his head falls behind the alpha’s shoulder as he holds onto his arms that are wrapped around his body as leverage.

A series of staccato moans fall from the omega’s lips helplessly, eyes rolled back. Jimin reaches his climax so suddenly that he blacks out for a second, chest heaving, breathless.

Jimin is all putty in his hands, not an ounce of energy he has left to move. The force of his orgasm was so much that he is still shaking and squeezing around the alpha’s cock every time he pulls out and slams back in.

And the alpha is not merciful, still reaching to his deepest parts with the same pace if not more. Jimin whines and complains about oversensitivity, but Jeongguk doesn’t slow down.

"Be good for me,” mumbles the alpha against his temple. 

It works as an immediate positive trigger for the omega, as he wants nothing but to please. He lets the alpha pound in him, fuck him senseless as if he is a doll, made to take cock only.

"You’re getting hard again,” he says, pressing his palm against Jimin’s crotch. “Didn’t think you had one more orgasm in you.”

Jimin moans, he feels lust boiling in his stomach again. 

One of Jimin's hands finds Jeongguk's hips to have him deeper inside, the other one grabs his hair to pull him closer and his head falls back to alpha's shoulder.

"Scent me again.”

He sounds so needy that Jeongguk doesn’t even tease. He tilts his head to nip at Jimin's scent gland, his free hand finds one of Jimin's pink nipples and pinches the hardened bud. "Imagine how wonderful your chest would look when it’s full of milk. Would you like that?”

He is doing everything to bring Jimin to that edge once again, his knot already started forming.

Jimin whines, moving his hips back, meeting alpha’s thrusts in the middle. “Yes, yes please-“

He doesn’t even know what he is begging for but he just… it's too much.

"You're the prettiest omega I've ever seen. You'd look even more beautiful with a round belly and full tits.” He cups Jimin’s flat chest and kneads it. Jimin almost falls forward, unable to keep himself up.

When Jeongguk's knot gets bigger, Jimin sobs out loud, too deep already. "It got bigger! W-Wait, I can’t-“

"Ssh." Then he holds Jimin's chin and tilted his head to the side to kiss him softly. “Endure a little.”

He lays them both to their sides, still holding onto Jimin tightly. His knot is in its biggest form now, and he keeps stimulating Jimin's prostate. With one last thrust, he pushes his knot all the way inside. This is all it takes to make Jimin come again, crying out loud.

The sudden tightness around his knot is enough for the alpha too. So he cums inside, throwing his head back. He comes endlessly, so much that he ends up keeping his promise, and Jimin's tummy gets swollen at the end of this.

Jeongguk gently lays him down on his side, Jimin hisses when his knot moves and puts pressure on his prostate. Jeongguk hugs him close, his breathing starts going back to normal. 

"So full... I feel like I'm about to explode."

"You took it all so well. My baby."

Jeongguk kisses the nape of Jimin's neck several times, and then his cheeks, and then any place he can reach without disturbing the omega who is already dozing off.

Couple of minutes later, Jimin falls asleep. Maybe it is the warm hand caressing his tummy, maybe it is Jeongguk's soft kisses or maybe it is this unfamiliar feeling of safety... Whatever that is, it makes him sleep like a baby.

**

The peaceful sleep doesn’t last too long, because as soon as Jeongguk's knot deflates, he wakes Jimin up. "Hey, baby," he whispers to the tired omega in his arms. "Wake up. We need to wash up. I can’t let you sleep like this.”

Jimin nods sleepily, so obedient. He rests his head on Jeongguk's shoulder when the alpha picks him up bridal style. He is just about to fall asleep again when he hears a low chuckle.

"You are cute right now. You should see yourself."

"Shut up and let me sleep," he mumbles. He hides his face in the crook of Jeongguk’s neck, close to his scent gland and hums. The alpha smells like him completely, it satisfies a possessive side of him. 

They enter the bathroom and Jeongguk turns on the lights. He gently puts the omega down into the bathtub and turns on the water. "Is your heat over?"

"of course not, dummy," Jimin keeps rubbing his eyes. "It was just the beginning. My heat will get worse and you are gonna fuck me for days without complaining."

When he opens his eyes he sees Jeongguk standing on his knees next to the bathtub, smiling at him as if he is the most beautiful thing in the whole world. He pushes Jimin’s hair back, the omega nuzzles into his palm. 

"Why?" teases Jeongguk, he gets even closer. "Am I not obligated to help you with it?”

"I just let you knot and come inside me, so you're obligated to help me with my heat, brat.”

Even though his words are confident, he has this sudden urge to avert his gaze and bow his head because the black eyes have him caged with an intense look. 

“Is that so?”

"Or I can call my roomma-“

"Well, that's not gonna happen, princess," Jeongguk cuts his words, and then gets up. "Wait here."

"Where?"

Jimin hates how panicked he sounds, but he can’t help it. He is panicked with the idea that this man may actually leave him when he is in heat, vulnerable and needy.

Jeongguk, sensing his distress, is quick to calm him down with a peck on his head. “I'll change the sheets quickly. Try to relax, I'll come back and clean you."

Jimin nods and lowers his head instantly as Jeongguk leaves the room, still naked. He blushes when he finally eyes the alpha head to toe. He is so beautiful, his muscles firm and waist tight. He is built ideally, like a statue. He feels lucky.

He is sure that their inner wolves are compatible. All his omega wanted was to mate that alpha the moment he set eyes on him. Does that mean he, Park Jimin, wants that too?

Not yet. Of course not. But all he wants is to hold onto him, and keep him as long as possible. 

Ugh. He hates how gone he is already. 

If Jeongguk is not on the same page as him, and only is with him to help him with his heat, Jimin doesn’t know how he will handle this rejection. He has a feeling that this will be his biggest heartbreak yet, and he has dated enough for his share.

He starts massaging his thighs as he shifts positions because sitting on his ass hurts. He groans with the ache in his muscles, he curses many times under his breath. Somehow being with Jeongguk, who appears to have endless stamina, is harder on his body than his ruthless practices.

He will totally kill that bratty alpha when his painful days of heat end. Right now he is bound to him for a day or two. 

He shifts again and dives in, only his eyes and nose are above the water. He closes his eyes, and tries not to think too much.

Jeongguk comes after no longer than five minutes, Jimin is still in the same position, looking blankly at the walls. Jeongguk giggles as he approaches. "Are you trying to drown yourself, baby?”

Jimin tries to look anywhere but Jeongguk's naked body. He fails. “Why do you even call me baby so much?”

“Why?” asks Jeongguk, reaching for his shampoo. “Do you hate it much?”

He tilts his head to his side to hide his blush. “I didn’t say that,” he mumbles quietly. 

“Good. I like calling you baby.”

Jimin can’t even object, he likes being called that too. “I don’t care,” he mumbles again.

When he hears the low chuckle from the alpha, he shows a great resistance and doesn’t look at his face. He only moves when the alpha gets into the bathtub. "What are you doing?!”

"Trying to have a bath?"

"Your house is big, go shower somewhere else, I'm sure you have more than one bathroom.”

"I said I will wash you though?" He asks with a smug expression as he sits on the other side of the bathtub.

Jimin wraps his arms around his legs and puts his chin on his knees. "Whatever."

Jeongguk laughs at that, throwing his head back. Jimin is not a good enough liar to deny how cute and youthful Jeongguk looks when he smiles. All his features lighten up when he does. He looks most attractive when he is happy, thinks Jimin.

“What do you think?” asks Jeongguk, finger poking at Jimin’s cheek. “You blushed so hard.”

“It’s none of your concern,” says Jimin with a humph, trying to save face.

“Considering how you said I have to fuck you until your heat is over, everything you think is my concern.”

"Well, It’s not like I’m forcing you,” says Jimin, turning his head again, pouting. “You don’t have to help if you don’t want to.”

"Who says I don’t want to?” asks Jeongguk, coming near to his face. “Hey, look at me.”

Jimin shrugs, but steals a quick glance at Jeongguk nonetheless.

“Baby? Who says I don’t want to? I told you this already, I will take care of you better than anyone,” says Jeongguk, smiling fondly. “I want to.”

Jimin finally looks at him, still defiant.

“Come on princess, don’t pout like that,” Jeongguk squeezes his plump cheeks lightly, and reaches to peck him on his lips. “Come closer so I can wash you properly."

Jimin stares into his eyes, he feels so small under the alpha's gaze. He also feels safe, something in his instincts tells him to trust the alpha. 

He shifts in the bathtub just as he is told, and rests his back against the alpha's chest.

Jeongguk starts massaging him, rubbing his thumbs between the omega’s shoulder blades. Jimin tries to relax and he lets him do whatever he wants. He tries not to overthink, and lets the alpha do whatever he wants.

He lets the alpha put shampoo in his hair, and wash him. He almost purrs at the attention, his omega satisfied. Jeongguk slowly rinses the shampoo, and cleans his body with a shower sponge. 

“Can I?” he asks, before reaching to Jimin’s crotch area. Jimin flushes red with the idea of the alpha cleaning his own cum, somehow this is more embarrassing than having sex. 

He slowly nods, and shuts his eyes closed when the alpha puts a finger inside him, quickly cleaning him up.

When he is done washing Jimin and himself, he sighs, and leans back completely, pulling Jimin with him.

"You know… I only performed that choreography for you. I didn't even care about anyone else. All I could think was you. I wanted to impress you. I was going to ask you out when everything was over.”

He noses at Jimin's neck as he tries to gather his thoughts to talk better. “As soon as our performance ended, I could smell you all over the place. Strange, because no one but me seemed to have noticed but me. I followed your trails there. I had no purpose but to find you before anyone else did..”

Jeongguk pulls him even closer. He puts his chin on top of Jimin's head and wraps his arms around his fragile body tightly. "You drove me and my alpha crazy. You’re still driving me crazy if I’m being honest."

Jimin is very glad that he is not facing the alpha now. He would probably cry out loud, eyes already glassy with happiness. 

"I performed for you too,” he confesses. “I would never say it out loud under normal conditions, but…” He shrugs. “I guess we are way past that stage. I want you to know.”

“I had a feeling, but I didn’t dare to be that hopeful after you kept avoiding me the whole night. You have a tendency of running away from me.”

“Do I?” asks Jimin, but it’s pointless. He knows exactly what Jeongguk means. 

“Don’t lie now. You know it. You didn't say goodbye to me the last time we met either. I was going to ask you to give me your number, but you gave me no chance.”

Jimin remains silent. He avoids the alpha only because he gets so awkward around him. Plus, he didn’t notice that his behavior was that obvious. 

"I... I was just scared, because you… It’s just that… Ugh. Don’t make me say it.”

Jimin huffs, realizing that he has to say it out loud. This is inevitable. “Every time you're near me, I feel funny in my stomach, like I am about to say or do something stupid. You make me feel so weird, I can’t even put a name to it. It’s almost like I am about to get my heat the moment I am near you. I hate this about you so much.”

Jeongguk hums slowly. “So you hate me. Is that it?”

“I didn’t say that…”

“You kind of did.”

“No, I said I hate the way you make me feel.”

“And how do I make you feel?”

“You don’t deserve to know it yet.”

“When will I?” complains Jeongguk, whining cutely. “Hyung, I made you cum like five times.”

“That’s different,” says Jimin, flustered. “I meant going on dates or something.”

"I'm more than ready, I already told you. I don’t want this to be a one-night stand only. I want all your free nights to belong to me from now on. I want to get to know you better, and as you said, under normal conditions."

“What If I refuse?”

“Then I will sleep in front of your company building until you come out. I will ask and ask until you change your mind.”

Jimin giggles. “You wouldn’t.”

“Try me,” growls Jeongguk playfully.

Jimin is hopeful and excited at the same time. He would love to give all of his free nights to Jeongguk gladly. 

“So what do you say, hyung? Will you give me a chance?”

Jimin turns around to face him. This position is a lot more intimate, but he gets bold and sits on his thighs, arms wrapped around his neck loosely.

“Maybe I want you to chase after me a little more.”

Jeongguk kisses the top of his nose, then leaves a peck between his nose and lips, and then another one on his top lip. “I don’t mind. I was the best runner in my class, mind you.”

Jimin laughs at that so hard. Every second he spends with this boy he feels like he won’t be able to let go. They don’t know each other for too long, but it doesn’t feel like it. Almost as if they’ve known each other for ages. 

The alpha looks up at him with his big, bright eyes. He looks so young and pure like that, unlike the dominance he radiates when they are in bed. Jimin decides he enjoys this side of him too. “You’re a silly pup. I think I would like to go out with you.”

Jeongguk catches his lips immediately, and although Jimin is startled for a second, he joins him immediately. It is good like this too, when there is no emergency of the heat. It’s not for too long, Jimin knows the need will come back in no time. But for now, he enjoys it. 

He brushes Jeongguk’s hair back with his hands when they part. 

It might feel great for now, but there is also the reality that comes within. Their situation will bring out so many terrible possibilities, too. Can they even be a real couple? Can they go on dates without the press or the fans troubling them, like two normal young adults? Will they even be allowed to see each other? Can they make time?

“Why are you so quiet?” asks Jeongguk. He presses Jimin closer to him, hugging. “What troubles you?”

“It’s just that…” Jimin sighs again. “Too much going on in my head now.”

“Like what?”

“First of all, our companies. We are in big trouble for leaving that award show. At least I’m sure the members will kill me when I go back to my dormitory… Ugh. And don't even get me started on the rumors. And also, I’m worried about the future. We might not make it work. I don’t know…”

"Ssh," Jeongguk shuts him up by pecking him again on the lips. "Let's not think about it for now.”

“It will be so hard, Jeongguk.”

“We will deal with it together when your heat is over. Together, okay?”

Jimin still feels anxious but he nods. When Jeongguk says we will manage together, Jimin believes him. He wants to.

Jeongguk starts producing soothing pheromones after sensing that Jimin is still nervous. Even for normal couples, the future is scary. An idol couple from two rival companies, it’s terrifying. They will get so much shit from the media, and the fans. Let alone their companies and their groups—this won’t be easy to confess to them, if they haven’t noticed it already by now.

For this reason, Jeongguk turned off his phone the moment he followed Jimin to that bathroom. He knows he will have to deal with so many angry hyungs later on.

Whatever. He has Jimin in his arms, and a blissful smile on his face. The future Jeongguk can deal with it on his behalf.

He closes the running faucet, and they lay in the wide bathtub like that for a while, hugging. Until the hot water turns lukewarm, Jeongguk doesn’t speak up, content with the purring omega on his lap.

"Hey," he asks later. "Do you really want to be bred during your heat? I can use a condom, you know. I know you’re on a pill, but it’s still risky.”

Jimin lets out a deep breath. “Not that I regret it, but you’re right… Let's not push our luck. Because I know I will be very sensitive and protective after my heat and will try to keep the pup if I conceive one.”

"Okay. We're young, we still have time to do everything one by one. Dating comes first."

"So you're sure that I'll say yes to you, huh?" 

"Why not? I'm the best alpha you could ever ask for. There are many omegas after me. Don’t miss your chance."

“Idiot.” Jimin rolls his eyes. "But there is only one omega you're after."

Jeongguk smiles. "What can I say? He is one of a kind for sure."

"You're annoying," says Jimin as he turns around, so that he can put his head on Jeongguk's chest. He closes his eyes when he does. “Aren’t you even worried about scaring me away?“

“I could pretend that I don’t care, which would put me in a better position in this relationship. But honestly, I really like you. I’ve had the biggest crush on you for too long. Even before my debut.”

Jimin smiles, almost giggling.“Really? Tell me more.” 

“Go on a date with me, and I will.”

“Touche. You’re really sneaky.”

“I told you that I would do anything to get a yes.”

Jimin doesn’t reply, but instead he snuggles closer. He surprises himself when he starts purring.

"I can’t believe this, you’re purring." Jeongguk smiles fondly at the omega's happy face. "Almost like a cat."

"Call me that one more time and I'll kill you in your sleep."

"You won't. You like me back and you will go on a date with me."

"Don’t think too ahead of yourself," he mumbles but still, he wraps his arms around Jeongguk's torso and rubs his cheek into his chest to scent him, smiling fondly. “Still haven’t decided.”

“We still have time,” says Jeongguk. “You can make up your mind until then.”

They have time. A little bit, but for now it’s enough. It’s quiet after the storm, soon after they will have to face reality and wake up from this dream.

Still, Jimin has a good feeling about this whole thing. Maybe this is one of those storms that he can weather.