(16) hard & fast

                                    

                                          
The next day, Seokjin was extremely clingy, refusing to let Namjoon leave his side. Namjoon brought him breakfast and lunch in bed because Seokjin was adamant about staying there and didn’t want Namjoon to leave either. He seemed content in the small nest he had made.
Namjoon ran a cold shower for him when his body began to burn with heat, causing Namjoon to worry. However, after reading online that it’s normal for most omegas who are about to experience their heat after many years on heat suppressants, his concern eased.
After the shower, Namjoon gently settled Seokjin back in bed just as his phone rang. He had told Yoongi only to call if something urgent came up.
“Sweet caramel, would you be okay if I take this call?” Namjoon asked, and Seokjin let out a small whine in protest.
“Baby, it might be important. I’ll be back soon, I promise.” Namjoon leaned down, kissing him softly before stepping away.
Namjoon’s company was in the middle of a crucial deal, and he knew he was needed there, but he couldn’t bring himself to leave his omega alone. Still, Yoongi wouldn’t call unless it was important.
Namjoon stepped out of the room and answered quickly, “Yoongi, make it quick. What’s going on?”
“Namjoon, the file with all the project details is nowhere to be found in the office. I checked your desktop, but I couldn’t locate it. Sengmin mentioned you hadn’t transferred it yet. Can you send it over? We need to go through it before the meeting.”
Namjoon cursed under his breath as he made his way to his small home office. “I’m sending it now. Anything else?”
“No, I’ve got it covered,” Yoongi replied.
“Good. Try not to call unless it’s absolutely necessary. I’m busy,” Namjoon said, watching the file upload.
“Yeah, yeah, I know. Take care of Jin,” Yoongi added, and Namjoon could practically see the smirk on his face. Namjoon rolled his eyes, a smile tugging at his lips. 
As soon as Namjoon re-entered the room, he saw Seokjin curled into the fetal position, both hands wrapped around his lower abdomen as he whimpered in pain.
“Oh, shit,” Namjoon cursed under his breath. The first wave of Seokjin's heat had hit. He rushed to his side immediately.
“Sweet caramel,” he called softly, and Seokjin looked up at him, pain clear in his tear-filled eyes.
“A-Alpha, it hurts,” Seokjin whimpered.
“It’s going to be okay, baby. Alpha will make it better,” Namjoon assured him, gently caressing his cheek.
“P-Please,” Seokjin pleaded, pulling Namjoon closer by the collar of his shirt.
Namjoon swallowed hard, his self-control wavering as Seokjin's aroused scent overwhelmed him. He hovered over Seokjin, his eyes tracing the outline of his mate's trembling body.
“What do you want me to do, omega?” Namjoon asked, though he already knew the answer. It was the first time he was going to take things further than kissing and biting. He wasn’t sure how to get Seokjin's clear consent, given how fragile and desperate the omega was in his current state.
“Please, make the pain go away,” Seokjin whimpered, his hands gripping the sheets tightly in desperation.
Namjoon leaned down and kissed him, capturing Seokjin's lips in a way that felt entirely different from his past encounters with omegas in heat. Back then, it was purely physical. But with Seokjin, his emotions were deeply involved. He didn’t want to hurt him.