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Jungkook woke up with a lump in the throat, he wasn’t exactly sure why, he felt cold, sick and shaky. He ate his breakfast quietly, something was missing, he should be doing something but he cant quite think of it, its on the tip of his tongue.
The whole room feels uncomfortably cold, he sits on his sock clad feet so warm them up. They have little frills on them and Jungkook would normally feel embarrassed but right now they’re the least of his problems… and they’re actual quite cute…
When they sit in the lounge Jungkook is instructed to sit on Seokjins lap, he already feels better. Like the weight if lifted from his mind, he clutches almost desperately at his shirt, its like he’ll float away otherwise.
Seokjin sits up straight and Jungkook suddenly panics thinking he’ll leave, he doesn’t know why, he doesn’t have the right mind to think about it. “Please-“ He grabs onto Seokjins bicep, hyperventilating and the next thing he knows they’re in Seokjins office.
Everything feels cozy and warm in Seokjins arms, he’s like a human hot water bottle. Jungkook has a brief memory of when he couldn’t afford the heating bill and it got cut off, he froze through the winter in his shitty apartment.
“You’re ok, everything is alright” Tears are running down Jungkooks face, his chest feels tight like he cant breath, he doesn’t understand. “W-whats happening?” He asks, Jungkook presses his face in Seokjins neck, taking in his soothing cedar wood scent.
Jungkook was really sensitive to smells, he went years on suppressants and suddenly coming off of them made him extremely sensitive. But somehow Seokjins scent is suddenly the most calming thing ever, what even is cedar? Jungkook doesn’t care, its nice whatever it is.
Seokjin rubs his back soothingly, “Its your omega, you need me and you’re body is realising that” Jungkook shakes his head. “N-no, you’re not nice, you hurt me… you hurt everyone…” Its hard to remember what happened at the labour camp, its like he gets a mental block everytime he thinks about it.
Seokjin isn’t a good person, he knows that, so why is he cuddling up to him? Why does he feel like he’ll decent into madness if he isn’t covered in Seokjins smell? Jungkook knows he’s not good, Seokjin is awful but theres a pull to just forget all he’s done at the back of his head.
“Have I ever hurt anyone without a reason? I apologised for that day didn’t I? It was just a mistake, i’m human” Seokjin smiles at him and Jungkook feels the need to kiss his lips- “Y-you- No… I want to be a beta, I want to go to work and-“ He’s cut off by Seokjin grabbing his face with both hands, its gentle but firm.
He misses his friends, living life free, spending his money on nice foods. Jungkook would love to just take a peaceful stroll down town, maybe eat at a park bench. His shitty apartment may have been shitty but it was filled with memories of his mother and it was /his/ shitty apartment, nobody else’s.
Seokjin makes Jungkook look at him, they eye contact feels relieving. “Do you really want that? You want to live on the bread line? Working every night of your life to barely scrape by? Lying everyday to everyone and yourself? Or do you want to be taken care of, be fed sweet treats and never having to worry about money or opinions?”
Jungkook whines, no- no he really doesn’t want to go back when Seokjin puts it like that. but still he shakes his head, “I-i’m scared…” He admits, he’s worried to give up, worried to let his omega take control. Jungkook knows he’ll never be the same, he’ll completely lose himself and probably never question Seokjin on anything ever again, even if its something bad.
Omegas instinctively bow to their alphas every command, they do whatever they say without a thought. Breaking that omega instinct is the hardest thing an omega can go through, its why so many omegas don’t report the abuse they do through, they think its normal… and to them, it is.
“Theres no need to be scared, alpha will take care of you, as long as you obey the rules nobody will ever get hurt. You’ll never go hungry, or be lonely or sad ever again… alpha loves you” Something in Jungkook snaps, he feels his heart slow down, eyes widening and his omega purrs.
He tries to think about why he shouldn’t give up, what did Seokjin do thats so bad?… He tries to think back but his memories are so fuzzy, what was his neighbours name?… His memories are disappearing and it scares Jungkook badly.
Jumgkook goes completely lax against Seokjins chest, in and out of consciousness until they go for dinner downstairs. When its time for bed Jungkook freaks out, being separated from Seokjin might be enough to send him into another panic attack.
Seokjin isn’t a good alpha… but why? Why cant Jungkook remember why he thought that? He just wants to bury his face in Seokjins neck, concentrating is hurting his head.
“Would you like to sleep with alpha? Would that make you feel better?” Jungkook nods so Seokjin takes him by the hand, just as they walk off they hear someone behind them. “Why?…” Its a tiny little voice and Seokjin turns around, its Jimin.
“Why what?” He asks and Jimin shakes his head, “Why have you never asked me if I want to sleep with you?” Seokjin chuckles a little, “Jealously isn’t a good look on you Jimin, just go to the nest” Jimins face scrunches up in anger and Jungkook already doesn’t like where this is going.
“Its almost been 10 years and you’ve never asked me once! Not once!” Seokjin lets Jungkook go and he whines at the loss. Seokjin turns around fully, raising an eyebrow at his behaviour. “Don’t raise your voice at me-“
Jimin laughs at him, “I have done everything you’ve ever asked of me, for fucking years! I bent over backwards for you and you’ve never even told me you loved me, Im sorry your father didn’t love you, Im sorry you didn’t know your real mother but why the fuck do you have to take it out on me? What did I do?”
Taehyung squirms uncomfortably on his chair, head down as to try and not be seen, he’s been in the line of fire before. Seokjin is left speechless by the rant, stuttering out words but not really replying. “Ive never questioned a word you’ve ever said, Ive done every little thing you’ve asked of me, I know you only keep me around to not start rumours and for your pretty press pictures”
Jimin moves closer to the table, Seokjin cocks his head in question of where he’s going with this. Jimin picks up a knife, pointing it at Seokjin and the body guards rush to protect him, “I hope this looks good for the photos”
He then turns the knife to himself, cutting a big line down his face sidewards, starting from his left forehead over his eye, nose, lips the right side of his jaw. Jungkook and Taehyung scream, Taehyung runs to Jungkook and Hoseok escorts them quickly to the nest.
Once inside they both cry at the trauma that just happened, Jungkook cant stop thinking about the blood that poured. Jimin will definitely be scarred for life, if he even survives it at all.
Seokjin takes them to his bed not long after, he lies in the middle and they both snuggle into his chest. Jungkook is hanging on by a thread, he thought about his mother, she wouldn’t want him to be sad and hurt right? Right?…
“Just let go…” Seokjin whispered to him, he didn’t even realise how hard his fists were clenching. It was like his whole life flashed before his eyes for a moment, his mothers smile, him laughing with his friends, getting tips at the bar and walking freely in town.
Then it was gone.
It was just Seokjin, all it needed to be was Seokjin. Jungkook dropped off to sleep, he dreamed of him and Seokjin, he was standing in his office and he got up from his chair. “Everyone is gonna love it” He whispered, his hand fell on Jungkooks stomach which was swollen, Jungkook smiled.
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They never saw Jimin after the incident, they never asked where he went, or if he survived. Jungkook couldn’t hold a thought on Jimin for longer than a minute because he had trouble remembering, every memory involving Jimin seemed to be bad.
Jungkook couldn’t seem to hold a thought on anything, all he could think about was Taehyung and Seokjin. He spent the day with a dopey smile trying everything to please his alpha like he should.
Jungkook isn’t sure why he has extensive knowledge on alcohol but Seokjin likes it when he makes him specific drinks. Why would Jungkook, an /omega/, know anything about cocktails and mixed drinks? Jungkook doesn’t know but he’s glad it makes his alpha happy.
“Why don’t you make alpha a whiskey sour huh?” Seokjin oats Jungkooks back and he doesn’t hesitate. Moving behind the bar and picking up the drinks, the whole thing is done unconsciously. Jungkook doesn’t know a thing about drinks but the ingredients and steps must be hidden in his brain.
Bourbon whiskey, lemon juice, gomme syrup, all shaken together with ice and a dash of pineapple juice garnished on top. Every time Jungkook tries to think about the knowledge he’s distracted by Seokjin as usual.
“Good boy” Seokjin scratches behind his ear and Jungkooks ears roll into the back of his head. He doesn’t think about his past anymore, he cant quite remember what he was doing before Seokjin, maybe there never was a /before/ Seokjin, it always has just been Seokjin.
He would sit on Seokjins lap in his office and they would make out, it would take all his breath away. Sometimes Seokjin would sit him on the desk and Jungkook would think he was finally going to be touched, a hand would sit on his inner thigh teasingly but then nothing would happen.
It was his omega duty to please and pleasure his alpha, it was his natural role to just lie down and get bred. One of the only things holding Jungkook back from just stripping all of his clothes was because he was way too shy.
That and he wanted their first to be special, he wanted candles, wanted it slow and gentle. But then he also wanted it right now, wanted it over with so he can just carry his alphas pups immediately as soon as he could, its what Seokjin would want.
The fact he kept getting denied only made him more desperate and Seokjin loved it, riling him up until he was begging for it. Its just what he has planned, exactly what he wanted, he always gets his way after all. “P-please make love to me alpha, please!” He begs, gripping Seokjins shirt.
The alpha hums like he’s undecided, “Im not sure… you rejected me before, what if you change your mind again?” He tilts his head to the side, raising his eyebrows. Jungkook shakes his head, “I wont! I promise”
“You need to give me permission that I can have you at all times, you cant take it back once you’ve said yes” Thats not how consent works and they both know it, but Jungkook cant find it within himself to care, he just wants to feel useful for his alpha.
Jungkook nods over and over, “Yes! Yes you can always have me, even if I say no I really mean yes inside!” Seokjin smiles, tucking the hair behind Jungkooks ear and pressing a kiss to his forehead, “You’re gonna carry alphas pups?”. Jungkook nods like theres no other option and Seokjin unbuttons his shirt, “Perfect”
END