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Is it possible for a normal omega to tame a purebred/dominant alpha? In a world where normal omegas are no match against the rare, dominant wolves, O!JK would have to prove them wrong.

All college student O!JK wants to do was to find his footing in this world while juggling his part-time jobs and studies after losing his only parent. However, he finds himself in an arranged marriage with chaebol A!JM. And everything has just gotten harder.

An #arrangedmarriageau no one asked for.

#jikookau #omegaverse

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- Using some popular K-Drama actors for sense of familiarity 

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[The events are happening on different days/different times. It's just not specified.]

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⚠️Mentions of sickness, foreshadowing of death⚠️

Jungkook clutched his father’s frail hand in a tight grip, choking on a sob with a heavy heart. The surgery wasn’t easy. His father was too weak to go through this, and the chances were fifty-fifty. However, his days were numbered even without this.

This would be the last time he saw him alive if anything went wrong. The knowledge sat heavily in his chest. More than that, it was the gnawing doubt in his heart whether this surgery decision was right. What if something happened to him? Then wouldn’t it be because of his choice?

“Let me do this, Jungkook-ah,” his father’s voice brought him out of his swirling thoughts.

His hand on Jungkook’s was cold and weak. Jungkook hated seeing him vulnerable. His father was such a strong presence in his life. Yet, he hid his sickness from him all these years to give him a good life to the best of his ability.

“I’m suffering every day. This surgery would offer me relief either way.”

“Dad,” Jungkook croaked.

His father offered a weak smile. “I know my time has come.”

“Don’t say that.”

“But I’m gonna fight for my little Jungkookie. My heart was heavy until a while ago, but now I’m at peace.” He sighed.

“Sir, it’s time,” a nurse announced.

His father glanced at him and gently squeezed his hand. “Mr. Park is an old acquaintance. I’ve made arrangements in case something happens to me. Trust him, child.”

Jungkook frowned. He hated that it felt like a last goodbye.

“I promise I’ll fight with everything I got,” his father assured, but there was also a deeper understanding between the two that made their hearts heavy. His father already smelled so sick and like death. “If not, I want you to know this is my choice and, therefore, my burden to bear. Remember, I’ll be joining your mother, and there isn’t a single regret in my heart.”

“Don’t say that,” Jungkook’s voice was weak, having lost all the fight. His tears streamed without any control.

“My little star, Mr. Park, has promised me that he will take care of you, and I’m assured your future is safe with him. This is all your dad can do.”

“Dad…”

“I’m proud of you, Jungkookie. I feel most fortunate to be your father. Just know I have loved you so much and would do everything I did in this life once again if given a chance. I know your mother would do the same too. Be at peace, my son.”

“Fight for me,” he begged. “You can’t leave me alone.”

His father smiled, and this time it looked genuine. “I’m not leaving you alone. I’m leaving something behind.” His weak hand reached to pat his cheek. “Let’s hope I’ll be back to deliver the news in person. If not, Mr. Park will do it on my behalf.”

“Dad…”

“I love you, my son.”

“I love you too.” Jungkook’s voice broke, and he ended up sobbing.

A strong arm patted his back before squeezing his shoulder. He felt comfort and assurance flowing through the grip. Or was it because of the calming pheromones?

“Mr. Park…” His father’s eyes were full of hope, and his scent shifted with a sprout of happiness. Albeit weak, Jungkook could sense it was there. He let go of his hand to grip Mr. Park’s hands.

Mr. Park squeezed his hand with one while the other wrapped around Jungkook’s shoulder. “I promise, Jeong-Ho. Your son is my son now. He’s my responsibility. I gave you my word and followed through no matter what happens now. Go peacefully.”

His father nodded. “Thank you.” He glanced at Jungkook, reaching to pat his cheek once.

Jungkook kissed his cheek, crying and watching with tearful eyes as they wheeled him to the operation theater.

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“How do you know my dad?” Jungkook asked the stranger curiously. He looked more anxious than a stranger should be. His scent was laced with worry and something more.

The alpha, Mr. Park, looked at him, tearing his gaze from his lap. His features immediately softened, and he forced a smile. “Your father is a selfless man. I’m indebted to him.”

Jungkook frowned. With a deep inhale, he glanced at the operation theater door. “How?”

The older man smiled. “He once did me a huge favor but refused to accept my help all these years. I was surprised to receive a call this morning.” He sighed. “I wish he had contacted me sooner.”

“My dad called you?”

Mr. Park nodded. “He said it was an emergency.” He looked past him at the door. “This is all I could do right now.” He pursed his lips.

Jungkook nodded. “Do you mind telling me what my dad meant when he said he’s leaving something behind?”

Mr. Park gazed at him for a long moment before patting his shoulder. “This is not the time or place to discuss that, son. Besides, I’m praying that Jeong-Ho gets to share the news with you himself.”

Jungkook nodded once again. “The doctor told me you cleared all the bills.”

“Yes.”

Jungkook glanced down at his hands. “I don’t know what my dad did to deserve this kindness, but I want you to know that I appreciate it. Once my dad is recovered, I’ll do my best to repay you.”

Mr. Park squeezed his shoulder. “I didn’t do this expecting a repayment. No amount of money can fulfill the debt I owe your family.”

Once again, there it was, the word ‘debt.’ His father was never rich enough to help someone financially. So it couldn’t have been that. But Mr. Park was right. This wasn’t the time or place to discuss that. So he tried his best to get comfortable in the uncomfortable chair and pulled his phone out to keep himself distracted.

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Jaehyun didn't usually entertain anonymous numbers. His phone ran incessantly for the second time. Call it a hunch or something similar, he wrapped the conference call swiftly so he could attend the call.

The call also came on his personal number. Only his close friends and family had it. So he answered the phone, but the weak voice on the other end filled him with shock and then surprise. Jeon Jeong-Ho wanted to meet him.

Jaehyun hadn't thought twice. He'd rescheduled his meetings without further ado and headed to the hospital right away. When he stepped inside that hospital room, the last thing he expected was to see Jeong-Ho on a deathbed.

The alpha smelled like death and sickness. He no longer remembered his original scent, but the lingering cinnamon brought a sense of familiarity. This man once had a happy and healthy life. Something that was forcefully taken away from him.

"Mr. Park." Jeong-Ho's smile was fragile.

"Jeong-Ho." He approached the sick alpha, gaze trailing over his weak form. "I..." Words failed him. It didn't take long to figure out what was going on. "I didn't expect to see you like this."

Jeong-Ho smiled, pointing to the chair beside him. "You're a busy man. I was afraid you won't make it on time."

"I'll always make time for you." Jaehyun sat, fixing his worried eyes on the other alpha.

Jeong-Ho seemed relieved. "I'm glad." He stared at the ceiling, and a few stray tears escaped his eyes. "I have a favor to ask."

"Anything." Mr. Park didn't think twice.

"I have a son," Jeong-Ho said, and a pair of doe eyes flashed in his memory. It was the memory of a six-month-old sitting cluelessly among the flowers left for his mother's funeral. "He'll be all alone after I'm gone."

"Jungkook is my responsibility." Once again, Jaehyun didn't have to think twice because he knew it was his duty.

Jeong-Ho's scent sweetened, and his smile grew bright. "Thank you. I don't expect much. Just...don't let my pup starve or suffer too much without me. You know how unkind this world is to omegas. Leaving him alone is my only fear."

"Your son is an omega?"

Jeong-Ho nodded, pointing at his phone. Jaehyun took it and unlocked it to see the photo of a handsome omega. Even brighter than he remembered, the same doe eyes stared into the camera with a most beautiful smile adorning his face.

"He's gorgeous, isn't he?"

"Most..." Jaehyun whispered.

"My baby grew up well," Jeong-Ho whispered. "I did my best."

Jaehyun smiled fondly. "You certainly did." He put the phone on the table and grabbed his phone to show him a photo of Jimin. "And this is my son."

Jeong-Ho's eyes lit up. "He's grown so well," he praised. "Such a strong alpha."

A sudden thought crossed his mind, and his entire being lit up at the idea. "Do you think your son will like him?"

Jeong-Ho threw him a puzzled look.

"Will you give your son to my Jimin?" he asked hopefully. "I promise he's a responsible alpha. He will take care of your son the way he deserves."

Jeong-Ho was silent for a long time. "I...I never thought that far," his voice was hoarse. "You really mean that?" his eyes lit with hope, and seeing that in a dying man's eyes hurt him more. "A marriage proposal? For my son?"

"Yes," Jaehyun said in a determined voice. "A marriage with my son."

Jeong-Ho glanced at Jimin's photo one more time. "He's really handsome." He then went silent for another long moment. "But my son is not a purebred." Worry etched his features. "And we are nowhere near your family's fortune."

Jaehyun shook his head. "Having your son as my son-in-law itself is a fortune." He took both Jeong-Ho's hands in his. "I might be too selfish right now and come off like I'm taking advantage of your situation. I'm not, I promise. If Jungkook's heart is in this, I'd like to welcome him to my family. If not, I'll help him in every way I can so he can live his life independently the way he wants. What do you say?"

Jeong-Ho smiled. "Sounds too good to be true," he whispered. "I really wish my son would choose the first option. A marriage would be good." His smile widened. "To a fine alpha like Jimin nonetheless."

Jaehyun nodded. "Good. Let me talk to your doctor first." He stood.

"There's nothing you can do here. My heart is too weak. I was holding up for the sake of my son, but I realized I'm only adding more to his burden. So I have decided it's time."

Jaehyun frowned. Even now he didn't want to accept his help. "No. Stop that."

"It's the truth. Now that I have your word, I'll be at peace. My son will be taken care of," he stated.

Jaehyun shook his head. "Nothing can replace a father. You're important to him more than anything. So keep quiet while I talk to your doctors and see what I can do for you." He left the room with a light heart. Finally, he will be able to do something for the Jeon family.

He didn't know if this was the right choice, but something deep inside him told him that Jungkook was the right match for Jimin. The omega struck him as someone who would love Jimin for who he was. The Jeons were also someone who never cared for money or fortune. He expected Jungkook would share similar qualities.

"You didn't have to," he told him. "My body is too weak to make it. The doctors also told me my chances were slim, but Jungkook doesn't know that."

"We are gonna try," Jaehyun stated in a determined voice. "If this works, then you can tell everything to Jungkook yourself. Don't you wanna see their wedding? Don't you wanna see him living happily with my son? Don't you wanna see their children?"

At that, Jeong-Ho gave in. "I do." He smiled. "As much as I think I'm ready to go, I also want all that. But I know it's far-fetched."

Finding out Jeong-Ho needed a new heart was easy, but arranging one wasn't. Fortunately for him, he knew a few people who could make it happen. So finally, after a few hours, it was done. Jeong-Ho looked at him as if he had moved a mountain.

However, the doctors said the success rate was far less. Jeong-Ho's body was too weak. They couldn't guarantee success. But even without surgery, he might not make it through another day. So Jeong-Ho debated if he wanted to take this chance.

"You'll never know."

But the answering smile Jeong-Ho gave him was filled with something that only he was aware of. "I'll try. But promise me one more time." He extended his hand. "You won't let my pup suffer. Promise me nothing will hurt my son. You won't let that happen even if it's because of your son."

"I won't," he promised. "And I promise Jimin won't hurt Jungkook or let anyone else do that."

Jeong-Ho smiled in relief. "That's enough."

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⚠️ Mentions of loan sharks, threatening ⚠️

"Forgot us already?"

Jungkook jumped, startled, and turned around with wide eyes. His tears weren't even dry, and he still hadn't processed his father's death. Upon seeing the debt collector striding toward him with two of his minions, his blood ran cold.

"Mr. C-Choi..."

Jungkook glanced around, seeing there was no one else in the corridor except them. Mr. Park had left earlier, promising to stop by sooner. His friends were on the way, and there were a few things to be handled. The last person he expected to see was Choi Jun-Seo, aka Shark.

"I went looking for you at the little restaurant you work at." Shark glanced at his watch with a scowl. "Your payment was due yesterday, honey. Shark hates it when he has to go personally for collection." He flashed his yellow teeth, his wretched leather and gasoline scent invading his space. Behind him, the minion's shadows towered him.

"M-My dad..." Jungkook pointed behind him, words choking in his throat and tears burning his eyes.

"Ah, your dear dad." Shark tsked. "But Shark doesn't understand sentiments and doesn't have emotions. You promised you'll pay on time when you borrowed money." He lifted a hand to pat his cheek, and Jungkook flinched away. Shark chuckled, holding his open palm up. "You keep money in this hand, and I get out of your hair. It's just that simple."

"M-My d-dad's funeral." Jungkook shrank back. "I-I need time."

Shark barked out laughter. The next instant, he bunched the front of Jungkook's t-shirt, pushing him against the wall and lifting him so only his toes touched the ground. "Do I look like I give two fucks about your old man?" the alpha growled. "The deal is between you and me." The other two closed around him.

Jungkook clenched his jaw. "I-I don't have e-en—"

Shark slipped a hand inside his pocket, purposefully tracing his skin over the pants before grabbing his purse. He pulled it out and handed it to one of his men. Jungkook could only watch helplessly as the men pulled the money out and counted the notes.

"Not enough, boss," one man stated in a gruff voice.

Shark hissed, "Where's the rest?"

"I-I don't have it," Jungkook replied. "My dad is dead." Tears broke free against his will and streamed down his cheek. "Why are you so heartless? I never missed a payment before. Can't you at least let me grieve?!" He pushed at his chest until Shark let him go, and he dropped to the ground.

Shark ran his tongue over his teeth with a non-empathetic look. He took the money from his man and counted. "You pay the interest for the shortage."

Jungkook clenched his fist but nodded.

Shark immediately smiled. "That's settled then." He took the purse from his men and slapped it against Jungkook's chest. "I'll see you next week. Nice doing business with you, Mr. Jeon."

Jungkook's lips trembled, and his knees gave out when Shark's back disappeared from his view. Violent sobs raked his body. Helplessness and uncertainty weighed down on him. With the bit of money he had taken, he didn't know what to do anymore.

Where does he go from here? Who does he turn to for help?

He couldn't even afford the funeral now. What kind of life was this? Why did he have to go through this? Everything hurt, and everything around him was dark, with no end in sight.

Jungkook didn't know how long he sat there or how long he was crying. Then like a light at the end of the dark tunnel, he smelled a rush of forest around him. Strong pair of arms wrapped around him and squeezed, filling him with assurance and security he hadn't felt in a while.

"It's okay. I got you, son. You have me now." The man held him tighter. "You're not alone, Jungkook. You'll never be alone."

And for the first time, Jungkook let go. He didn't know how long this would last, but he would allow himself a few minutes to be vulnerable. He hoped he wouldn't be judged for this. He didn't have the strength to worry about it, even if he would be.

So he sank into Mr. Park's embrace, taking in all the comfort he could offer. 

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"Thank you for everything, Mr. Park. I still don't understand why you're doing all this, but I'm grateful." Jungkook bowed.

Mr. Park's features softened. His calming pheromones washed over him like a gentle wave kissing the sand. Jungkook realized this had been what he'd smelt the entire time and the only thing that kept him grounded throughout the ordeal.

"The reasons don't matter. I just want you to know you can come to me anytime." He produced a business card from his pocket, slipping it into Jungkook's rented suit pocket. "I promised your father I won't let you suffer, and that's what I'll do. I'm always here for you."

Jungkook sighed. "May I ask what you and my dad discussed before I arrived? What is that my dad wanted to tell me before the surgery?"

A solemn look crossed Mr. Park's face. "This isn't the right time to talk about that, son."

"The time is never right." Jungkook glanced away to look at his father's smiling photo in the distance. Flowers littered the hall. He never thought there'd be so many flowers. His father would love this. "I don't like being in the dark. I'm twenty-one and have cared for my dad since middle school. I started working from my high school days." He met Mr. Park's gaze again. "Whatever it is, I'd like to know the truth, please."

Mr. Park regarded him for a moment and then nodded. "I asked your hand in marriage for my son, and your father agreed," he said. He pursed his lips, allowing Jungkook a moment to process the information. "Your father called me because I owed him a life debt. He was afraid you'd be left alone once he passed away. So he wanted my assurance that his son would be looked after, but when I saw your photo, I grew selfish and asked him without overthinking about it." He pushed his hands inside his suit pockets. "My son Park Jimin might not be an ideal alpha, but he has a good heart that's overshadowed by the rumors and gossip mills. He's a man of his word. He'd be fortunate to have someone like you by his side."

"That's..." Jungkook frowned. This wasn't what he expected Mr. Park to say at all. Why would his father agree to something like that? What was that life debt Mr. Park mentioned about?

"You don't have to agree," Mr. Park cut his line of thoughts. "It's just a wish of this old man. You can say no, and I'll never bring this up. Apart from that, I'd like to become your guardian." He offered a tight smile. "No one can replace a parent, but I'd like to assure you that you're not alone. Please let me take care of your education and expenses. Allow me to fulfill my promise to your father," he pleaded.

Jungkook watched him unblinkingly. He was taken back by the kindness this man was exuding since they met. Mr. Park was nothing but kind, soft-spoken, and understanding. He gave off none of those dominant alpha vibes for a purebred. His eyes held a lot of fondness, and he didn't see any hidden motive.

"I can't m-marry..." Jungkook didn't know what else to say, but there was an understanding in Mr. Park's eyes.

"I know this isn't the right time and you'd need to grieve." He glanced at his watch. "I have to leave for a business trip that was scheduled months ago. I cannot cancel or postpone right now." He looked apologetic. "But that's my personal number, and I'll be available for you any time. I'll meet you after my return."

Jungkook nodded.

Mr. Park patted his shoulder. "I understand I'm still a stranger to you. Take your time and do not worry about any of these expenses. This is what I owe your father."

Jungkook once again nodded and watched him leave with a heavy heart. He was alone but then there was this alpha who appeared out of nowhere and claimed he wasn't. He didn't know what to think of anything. It was too much to process at this moment.

But he also had a feeling that there was more to this. He needed to talk to Mr. Park again. He quickly saved Mr. Park's number and pocketed his phone. Whatever it was, it had to wait. 

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"Thank you for everything, Mr. Park. I still don't understand why you're doing all this, but I'm grateful." Jungkook bowed.

Mr. Park's features softened. His calming pheromones washed over him like a gentle wave kissing the sand. Jungkook realized this had been what he'd smelt the entire time and the only thing that kept him grounded throughout the ordeal.

"The reasons don't matter. I just want you to know you can come to me anytime." He produced a business card from his pocket, slipping it into Jungkook's rented suit pocket. "I promised your father I won't let you suffer, and that's what I'll do. I'm always here for you."

Jungkook sighed. "May I ask what you and my dad discussed before I arrived? What is that my dad wanted to tell me before the surgery?"

A solemn look crossed Mr. Park's face. "This isn't the right time to talk about that, son."

"The time is never right." Jungkook glanced away to look at his father's smiling photo in the distance. Flowers littered the hall. He never thought there'd be so many flowers. His father would love this. "I don't like being in the dark. I'm twenty-one and have cared for my dad since middle school. I started working from my high school days." He met Mr. Park's gaze again. "Whatever it is, I'd like to know the truth, please."

Mr. Park regarded him for a moment and then nodded. "I asked your hand in marriage for my son, and your father agreed," he said. He pursed his lips, allowing Jungkook a moment to process the information. "Your father called me because I owed him a life debt. He was afraid you'd be left alone once he passed away. So he wanted my assurance that his son would be looked after, but when I saw your photo, I grew selfish and asked him without overthinking about it." He pushed his hands inside his suit pockets. "My son Park Jimin might not be an ideal alpha, but he has a good heart that's overshadowed by the rumors and gossip mills. He's a man of his word. He'd be fortunate to have someone like you by his side."

"That's..." Jungkook frowned. This wasn't what he expected Mr. Park to say at all. Why would his father agree to something like that? What was that life debt Mr. Park mentioned about?

"You don't have to agree," Mr. Park cut his line of thoughts. "It's just a wish of this old man. You can say no, and I'll never bring this up. Apart from that, I'd like to become your guardian." He offered a tight smile. "No one can replace a parent, but I'd like to assure you that you're not alone. Please let me take care of your education and expenses. Allow me to fulfill my promise to your father," he pleaded.

Jungkook watched him unblinkingly. He was taken back by the kindness this man was exuding since they met. Mr. Park was nothing but kind, soft-spoken, and understanding. He gave off none of those dominant alpha vibes for a purebred. His eyes held a lot of fondness, and he didn't see any hidden motive.

"I can't m-marry..." Jungkook didn't know what else to say, but there was an understanding in Mr. Park's eyes.

"I know this isn't the right time and you'd need to grieve." He glanced at his watch. "I have to leave for a business trip that was scheduled months ago. I cannot cancel or postpone right now." He looked apologetic. "But that's my personal number, and I'll be available for you any time. I'll meet you after my return."

Jungkook nodded.

Mr. Park patted his shoulder. "I understand I'm still a stranger to you. Take your time and do not worry about any of these expenses. This is what I owe your father."

Jungkook once again nodded and watched him leave with a heavy heart. He was alone but then there was this alpha who appeared out of nowhere and claimed he wasn't. He didn't know what to think of anything. It was too much to process at this moment.

But he also had a feeling that there was more to this. He needed to talk to Mr. Park again. He quickly saved Mr. Park's number and pocketed his phone. Whatever it was, it had to wait. 

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Jungkook cursed under his breath when he noticed Shark and his men entering the small restaurant he worked at. The people shrank back, moving away from his path.

Sweat coated Jungkook's brows and he swallowed his nervousness. Hiding the tremble of his hands, Jungkook approached the men. 

"Mr. Choi..."

"Ah, what an obedient little omega." Shark grinned, putting a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it once. "See, this is how you greet someone like me."

"C-Can we step outside?" Jungkook requested, glancing around the establishment and noticing the way few patrons and staff paled.

"Why?" Shark asked, following his gaze. "This place is so good." He grabbed a chair, pulling it right into the aisle and sitting on it. "I like it here."

Jungkook swallowed. He couldn't even bring himself to wipe the sweat off his brows. He eyed the two men behind him. "Mr. Choi, I was going to visit you after the shift."

"Oh, really." The alpha's grin widened but there was no shift in his scent, telling him the excitement was all fake. "I was in this area and wanted to save you some trouble." He crossed his legs. "I can let you suffer, can I?"

Jungkook shrank under his intense gaze. One has to fear men like Shark. No one dealt with them if they had a choice. He'd been desperate and had no one to turn to for a huge sum that was required for his father's treatment. He wrung his fingers, trying his best to hide the tremble of his hands. However, his scent betrayed him, telling everyone how nervous he was.

"Mr. Choi, I-I didn't get paid this week," he whispered. "I-I'll give you the money as soon as I get my pay."

Shark laughed out and threw a glance over his shoulder. "Did you hear that now?" he asked and the lack of amusement in his voice was the only sign the he wasn't pleased. The smile on his face stayed and that was scary as ever. He turned to fix his glance on Jungkook. "Didn't I tell you Shark doesn't care for reasons or emotions? You promised me to pay back with interest and now I'm here. Do you know how much petrol cost these days? Who's gonna pay me for all that fuel?"

"M-Mr. Choi, please..."

Shark chuckled. "Heard the funeral was grand." He uncrossed his leg and leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees. "That you spared no expenses. Shark don't like liars."

Jungkook's eyes widened. "N-No. That wasn't me."

Shark jumped to his feet so quickly that Jungkook stumbled backward, hitting a chair and grabbing onto a table for purchase. The loan shark stalked toward him like a predator with a hardened look on his face.

"I-I'm not lying," Jungkook said. "M-My friends helped. I swear. That wasn't my money. Please...I'd never lie to you."

Shark grabbed a fist full of his hair and tugged. Jungkook let out a pained whimper, holding his hands in an attempt to ease the pain on his scalp. "Did I ask for excuses, boy?" Shark growled. "You knew you had to pay my dues, didn't you? If you have such rich friends, then why didn't you arrange it with them?"

"I'm s-sorry," Jungkook sniffled. "Please...I promise I'll pay as soon as I get my paycheck. I-I won't miss the payment again."

"Promises mean nothing to me, omega." Shark threw him to his men, who caught the stumbling omega and held him up with a steely grip. He grabbed Jungkook's cheeks, fingers digging into the flesh as he turned his face this way and that. "I have a better solution. You can work in my club for a week." His eyes trailed over his trembling frame with a wolfish grin. "Alphas would love a strong omega like you."

Panic filled him and he began to struggle in their arms. "W-What?"

"Take him." There wasn't an ounce of mercy in his eyes. "Shark doesn't offer money if he doesn't have a way to retrieve it back."

"Please...no." Jungkook thrashed. "Don't do this. I'll pay. Please...just give me one chance. I'm not lying. Please...please let me go. I won't miss another due again. Please..."

Shark lifted his brows and eyed his men. "What are you waiting for? You want me to show you how to do this?"

The men began to drag him outside, ignoring his pleas to let him go. However, just as they reached the car, Jungkook smelled a whiff of forest. His head whipped around, gaze connecting with Mr. Park, who was hurrying toward him.

"Stop right there," Mr. Park roared. He reached them, pushing the men off Jungkook and pulling the omega behind him. Jungkook slumped with relief, clutching the back of Mr. Park's suit. His knees shook and he barely kept himself up.

"Ah, who is this savior?" Shark asked, coming to stand in front of Mr. Park. The loan shark was not a purebred, but he was vile. "Smells clean and rich." He tilted his head to the side. "Shark don't deal with the likes of you. You're on the wrong side of town."

A beta stepped between them with a briefcase and opened it in front of Shark. "This is everything Jungkook owes you along with the interest. He's no longer in your debt." The man closed the briefcase and threw it at one of Shark's men. "Count it."

The men hurried to count and nodded at Shark once they were done.

Shark cocked his head to the side. "Hmm...you have rich friends, omega. I'm more curious now."

"Leave," Mr. Park growled. "You got your money. Don't trouble him again."

Shark scoffed and then grinned. "You're right." He gestured at his boys. "Come on, boys." He glanced at Jungkook. "Pleasure doing business with you, Jungkook. If you ever need money again, you know where to go." He threw a salute at his direction before pivoting on his heel and leaving in his car.

Jungkook bit his lips, suppressing the relieved sobs. Mr. Park turned to put a hand on his shoulder. "Come on." He led him away.

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Jungkook was missing his dad a bit too much today—his soothing voice, comforting scent, warm smile, everything about him. His wolf was finally cracking under all the pressure and feeling so lost. He didn't remember the last time he felt this way.

Even when they had nothing, they were happy. They had each other. Even when the roof leaked or the heating system failed during the peak of winter, they had each other.

Tears burned his eyes. "I miss you, dad," his voice cracked. "I don't know what to do without you. I have no one. Why did you have to leave me alone?"

The omega scrolled through his dad's phone. His father had a habit of recording videos for him whenever he was awake. Since he worked a lot, his dad would leave him a little something for him for when he came back at night to the hospital and his dad would be sleeping under medication.

Perhaps he could watch the old videos and pretend everything was well. He wiped his cheeks with his t-shirt sleeve and entered the gallery.

He perked when he noticed the new videos. He hadn't been able to look at his phone since the funeral with everything going around him. Jungkook swiftly played the one he recognised as the most recent video his dad had recorded before he went into surgery.

His heart squeezed painfully when his father's weak smile lit the screen.

"Jungkook-ah, my little star, this might be the last video I record in this lifetime." His smile didn't reach his eyes that held pain. "I'm agonizing over the fact that I've been hiding this from you for quite some time. You're working too hard, and I didn't want you to lose hope."

His weak voice filled the small one-bedroom home he lived in. Jungkook heard the soft wheeze and noticed how his dad struggled to breathe. How did he not notice this sooner? Maybe he always did but didn't want to acknowledge that his father was withering away.

"I tried my best to fight this losing battle, but I don't think I can keep going anymore. I'm exhausted, my son. It's time for me to go to your mother." His father took another deep breath and wiped his eyes.

"Something is burdening me these days. I'm worried about you. Our landlord met me and told me that our area was being redeveloped, and we would have to leave our homes. The little money they're offering as compensation won't be enough to get us a new place. I've been trying for weeks. I wanted you to have a roof over your head before I die. So I could sign as your guardian and secure this place for you. I'm sorry I failed you again."

"Dad," Jungkook whispered, a sob bubbling in his throat. His father has been troubled because of him. What else was bothering him?

"I've been sleepless for the past few nights because I worry about you a lot. I'm scared for your future. What would you do once I pass? How would you live without an alpha by your side? I'm sure I raised a capable son, but this world is no safe place for an omega without an alpha. I know you have borrowed money from a few people. What would you do if you can't pay them on time? They're dangerous and ruthless. I'm seeing you struggle to juggle everything in your hands. You should be focusing on your studies and enjoying your college life, but instead, you're stuck with me." His father stopped talking. "I don't want you to be helpless once I'm gone. So I have come to a decision."

Jungkook sucked in a sharp breath.

"Mr. Park owes us a favor. I never told you how your mother died because I didn't want you to grow up with bitter feelings for someone you didn't know because of her choice. She saved Mr. Park's son, and I asked him to protect mine in return."

Jungkook covered his mouth, sobbing softly.

"I didn't want to accept his money or any other favor. That'd belittle your mom's sacrifice, but I really don't have a choice. I don't want to leave you like this. When I leave this world, I wanted an assurance that my only son would have someone he could rely on. I want you to have a roof over your head and live your life peacefully. Mr. Park agreed to be your guardian. I'll close my eyes peacefully, knowing you will be taken care of. He promised me he will take care of your accommodation and education. I'm at peace knowing you won't be left homeless."

Jungkook wiped his cheeks. His dad had thought too far. Though he didn't know how to take this, he understood he was in no position to refuse Mr. Park's kindness or generosity.

On the screen, a serene expression crossed his father's face. He gazed into the screen with a smile. "I trust him to keep his word." He took a deep breath. "As for Mr. Park's proposal, I'll leave that to you."

His dad was silent for a moment. There was that look in his eyes when he wanted Jungkook to really do something but didn't want to force him into it. Jungkook knew he was gathering his thoughts to persuade him.

"As a father, it was my dream to see you marrying a capable alpha someday," he said. "Jimin seems to be a good alpha." His father grinned, sending a weak wink his way. "And a handsome one, too. But yeah, what would I know about your dream alpha?" He waved a hand. "I saw a photo of him and thought you would look good together. Mr. Park promised me that Jimin was honorable and had a good heart. I would be happy if you chose someone to share your life with. I don't know if it's my last-minute desperation or the deep understanding that your life would be stable if you married him that makes me ask you my next question."

His dad was silent once again, eyes staring into the screen.

"Let this wretched life end with me and your mom. I don't want my son to live every month, wondering how he would make ends meet. I don't want you to cut down on your meal and pretend you weren't hungry enough for another bowl of rice. I don't want you to pretend you dislike meat and snack on those chicken feet anymore. I don't want you to sleep with an umbrella because it leaks when it rains. I don't want you to shiver in the cold and share body warmth on cold winter nights."

Jungkook's lips trembled, and the tears blurred his vision.

"I don't want you to sew the tears in your clothes and wear those worn-out shoes that hurt your feet because you stand all day. I don't want you to give yourself a self-haircut because your dad couldn't afford to take you to a saloon. I don't want you to spend your heats in an unsafe, cramped heat motel. I want you to stop struggling just because you were born to me and be selfish for once. Be selfish for me, little star. You have a decent life ahead. A life where you won't go on an empty stomach. A life, where your children won't suffer like you did. A life where you can live a better life and give a better future to your children."

Jungkook sobbed. His father's last words pierced through his heart. Every hardship he lived through flashed before his eyes.

"Will you consider it, my little star? Please give Jimin a chance before you say yes or no. Don't be lonely and waste your days by working too much. Whatever you choose to do in life, please be happy. I'll be watching over you from the stars. I love you, Jungkook. Please be selfish. That's the only way for your survival."

The video ended, and Jungkook curled into a ball, his body shaking with violent sobs as he pressed the play button again, letting it play in the background as he broke down in the empty home that would soon be taken away from him.

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Jungkook woke up to the sounds of gentle knocks on his door. He cracked his eyes open, feeling slightly disoriented from being roused abruptly. Sunlight streaked through the worn-out curtains from the only kitchen window.

The omega stumbled out of the bed, wondering when he had fallen asleep at night. His eyes were heavy, swollen, and slightly itchy. He could feel how his tears had dried up on his face and how it gently pulled at his skin when he scrunched his nose.

What day is it? He just remembered it was his rare day off. All because he lost his part-time job. The restaurant owner had told him they hired someone else and didn't want someone with connections with loan sharks in their establishment.

That, combined with the landlord's news, had thrown him off the grid. But the thought of losing his home hadn't allowed him to grieve the loss of work. Life was unfair, just like every other Tuesday.

He rubbed his eyes, throwing the door open, half expecting his landlord, Mr. Han. However, his eyes bulged when he noticed Mr. Park standing there with a few shopping bags in his hands.

"Did I wake you up?" The alpha smiled, and it was one of the warmest smiles Jungkook received in months. "May I come in?"

Jungkook nodded. Mr. Park showing up at his home to check on himself even after he left him without any response was touching for him. He felt his eyes tearing up, stinging with a burn because his tears were welling up. Just last night, he thought he had no one else to lean on, but here he was in the morning, showing up with a soft smile that felt like sunlight after heavy rain.

"Have you been crying?" Mr. Park stepped inside his home, glancing around quickly before removing his shoes.

Jungkook moved back involuntarily, allowing him entry, and fought the urge to break down again.

"I...ah, brought you a few things." Mr. Park scratched his head. His features softened considerably. He pursed his lips and rubbed his nose.

Jungkook knew he'd smell his distressed scent. His home was soaked with sadness and despair. There were no words to explain his anguish. Asking for help wasn't something he was used to.

He didn't know how to ask, even if he wanted to. So he simply stared at the alpha with no words forming in his throat. He couldn't even bring himself to ask what things Mr. Park bought for him. So he simply stared at the bags.

"These are some clothes." Mr. Park cleared his throat. "I scented a few lightly so you could have an alpha scent to accompany you. Ah, there are others I didn't scent in case you aren't comfortable with my scent."

That was all that Jungkook needed for his dam to break one more time, opening the floodgates of tears. He covered his face, sobbing into his palms, and couldn't bring himself to feel ashamed.

"I'm sorry you're going through this, son. I wish I could take all that pain away." He felt a flood of calming pheromones of the alpha washing over him. He smelled like nature and forest. "May I hug you?"

Be selfish.

Jungkook threw his arms around Mr. Park, hugging him and crying into his shoulders. He felt a gentle hand rub his back, the soft voice speaking in his ears.

"It's okay."

"Let it all out."

"I got you."

"Hold on to me, son."

"You have me."

Be selfish.

For the first time since his father's death, Jungkook grieved, letting it all out, crying until his knees gave out. Even then, Mr. Park just slid to the floor with him, holding him and speaking to him in a soothing voice.

Sometime during his breakdown session, Mr. Park received a call.

"Not now. Yeah. Cancel or reschedule. Something came up. Alright."

Jungkook pulled back, guilt flooding him when he realized he was keeping Mr. Park away from work. "I'm sorry. You can leave," his voice cracked, hoarse with all the crying since last night.

Mr. Park shook his head. "Nothing is more important than you right now. Everything can wait."

Be selfish.

Jungkook nodded.

"I brought breakfast since I was visiting you so early. Are you hungry?"

Jungkook nodded again and saw the time was half past ten. Were they on the floor for almost an hour? He moved to stand on his shaky legs. He should at least offer Mr. Park a decent chair to sit on, only to realize he didn't have one.

Mr. Park shook his head. "Allow me." He led him to the bed and made him sit before bringing one of the bags. The alpha sat on the floor, in front of him, opening the food boxes.

Jungkook felt like a child being taken care of in his presence. Mr. Park handed him a bowl of soup and rice. He accepted it and slowly began to eat.

The chicken soup was delicious and tasted rich. It was healing to his aching soul. He didn't realize how hungry he was until the food started to disappear from the bowls.

Mr. Park glanced around at the place again. "I came here mainly to tell you that I found a new place for you to live," he said. "Your dad told me about your situation. He asked me to help you secure a living place and sign as your guardian."

Jungkook dropped the spoon inside the bowl, staring at him with his mouth agape. How did this man have a solution to all his problems? How did he know to show up at the right time?

"Eat," Mr. Park encouraged with a soft smile. "He told me you would have a little amount you receive as compensation and told me to help you find an affordable place. But you know how it is. I was not too fond of the few places they showed me. It's unsafe, and I'm uncomfortable knowing you would have to sleep in such places."

Jungkook swallowed, staring at him wordlessly.

"Eat, son," Mr. Park urged again, and Jungkook started eating. The alpha smiled. "You have nothing to worry about as long as I'm here. If you insist on paying me, do it once you have graduated and have a stable job." His smile widened. "But for now, let me help you, alright?"

Be selfish.

Jungkook nodded. Accepting help wasn't easy, but he knew he would live on the streets if he refused. Strangely, Mr. Park had a way to make him feel better while accepting his help.

"You can take a few more days if you want. Pack the necessities and let me know when you're ready. I'll arrange for you to move into your new place."

"Thank you," the omega whispered.

"Don't mention it." Mr. Park patted his cheek before pulling out his wallet and handing him a wad of cash. "Keep it with you and try these on. I've noticed you wear comfortable clothes, so I tried to purchase something like that. Let me know how you like these fits." He climbed to his feet.

"Why?" Jungkook croaked. "You don't owe me anything. Why are you being so kind? What do you want from me?"

Mr. Park sighed. "Because no one should go through all at once, son. I can't erase the pain of your loss, but I can erase all other things bothering you so you can grieve in peace." He stroked his hair. "If I have the power to make at least one person's life better, then I want to do that. Let me do this for you, please. At least until you're back on your feet."

This time, Jungkook could only nod.

"You didn't even get a chance to grieve, did you?" He caressed his cheek and Jungkook found himself leaning into his touch. His wolf soaked up all the comfort the alpha radiated. His home smelled more of the alpha now than himself. "Grieve, Jungkook. Don't bottle it up." He glanced at his watch. "I'll stop by for dinner around seven-thirty. Just remember, you deserve a better life. Your father wants you to be happy and it's now my responsibility to fulfil his wish. I'll be in your corner whether you ask for it or not."

Be selfish.

He watched the alpha leave without another word, leaving him to his thoughts.

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Mr. Park took Jungkook to a nice restaurant for dinner. It wasn't overly expensive but not cheaper either. It was modest, offered decent privacy, and was occupied mostly by middle-class patrons, which made Jungkook comfortable.

Jungkook wore one of the scented t-shirts Mr. Park had offered, feeling safe and protected. The alphas who were eying him as if he was their next meal didn't look at him twice and that was a win in his text book.

He ate everything Mr. Park ordered without complaining. His thoughts still swirled, but at least the immediate future wasn't uncertain anymore.

After dinner, Mr. Park took him to his new accommodation. Jungkook gasped when he realized where he was. The student accommodation for upper-class students was absolutely out of his financial reach, but the car strolled into that place as if they owned it.

"Come on," Mr. Park urged, and a guard rushed toward them, bowing multiple times in greeting. "Sungmin-ah, this is my friend's son I told you about. Jeon Jungkook. Keep an eye on him for me, will you?"

"Absolutely, sir." The security guard was a middle-aged beta and wore a kind smile. Jungkook bowed back in respect. He was working class just like his father once was. The security glanced behind him. "Did you bring your bags, Jungkook-ssi?"

"Ah, no." Jungkook glanced at Mr. Park, uncertain of his response.

"He will move in by the end of this week," Mr. Park replied. "We're here to see the room."

"Sure. This way, please."

They followed the security to the third floor. The room was situated at the end of a long corridor. The furnished room was simple. Small yet spacious. There was a single bed with a mattress, a bookshelf, a clothing rack, a work table with a single chair, a TV, a small kitchenette, a mini fridge, a washing machine, and an attached bathroom.

It was as decent as it could get and smelled good. It had everything he had never dreamed of, and he'd only heard about these one-room student accommodations. Jungkook was absolutely stunned to see the door had an electronic lock with a key card, and the security was the best he could ever ask for.

The security left them to their devices, and Mr. Park turned to him once the door shut behind them. "The entire place is monitored, and this block is for omega students so you can be comfortable. You will get two key cards. There's no master key. If you lose it, then you will have to change the entire lock. I brought you here so you have an idea of what to bring and what you might require." He waved around them. "Go on, take a look," he urged. "This place is close to your work and college. It'll save you a lot of time so you can focus on your studies."

Jungkook just stared. He couldn't afford this, but he also knew this was being sponsored by Mr. Park. It'd take years, maybe his entire life, to repay the debt. There was nothing he could do for Mr. Park in return except for one thing. Was he willing to do that?

Be selfish.

He could fit his entire belongings in here and some more. He didn't have that much.

The omega eyed the bed. He could build a nest here. Something warm rushed to his chest. Memories of him making a minimal nest with what he had of his mom's nesting supplies and then snuggling with his dad surfaced in his memory.

Jungkook noticed the centralized air conditioner and heating system. His father's last words echoed in his mind. I'll never be cold in winters, Dad. I'm trying to be selfish just like you want me to me and cling to the hand extended to me when I least expected it. I'll try to find my happiness and I'll learn to live in this world without you, but for now I'll prioritize my safety.

There were several things he wanted to say but found no proper words. "Why did you choose me to marry your son?" he asked instead. "I'm a regular omega. I'm no match for a purebred wolf."

"Common misconception."

"Huh?" He turned to face the kind alpha, who had shown the kindness he didn't think he deserved.

"Am I too much for you?" The alpha stepped in front of him. "Is my scent overwhelming?"

Jungkook shook his head. No. Mr. Park smelled warm and comfortable.

"Am I threatening?"

Jungkook took a deep breath. "You're kinda intimidating but threatening? No." He bit his lower lip before continuing, "You make me feel safe."

His kind eyes stared down at him. "It's true our wolves are dominant and can be a bit wild sometimes. We might lose control of our primal side, and there are times when we act purely on instincts. But there's nothing that states that it's impossible for a purebred wolf to mate with a regular wolf. It's a bit of an adjustment like it is with any kind of relationship."

His words made sense, but he wasn't satisfied. "Your son isn't exactly single." He looked away. "I'm sure an arranged marriage isn't something he wants."

"My son isn't head over heels for anyone either. These flings are fleeting because he doesn't know what real love feels like," Mr. Park stated. "He's searching in all the wrong places, and I just want to nudge him in the right direction."

"Why?" Jungkook asked again. "Why do you insist on me marrying your son? It's not like there is a lack of purebred omegas. What do I have that they don't? I'm not special."

"You're right. You're not special, but consider it as a father's instinct. The moment I saw you, I just knew my son's life would be complete with you by his side." The alpha took a deep breath. "Jimin is my only son, and he's worth billions. With you, I feel he'd finally have a sense of normalcy in life and would have someone to ground him."

"I..." Jungkook frowned. "I don't understand."

"I firmly believe my son would have a chance at genuine happiness and experience real love with you," Mr. Park replied. "I might not know you personally, but I do know your parents. They're righteous people with values that many lack these days. They're not easily wavered by wealth, and I have witnessed the same values in you. I want you to be part of my family because you are you. You're Jungkook. Someone who isn't fazed by luxury or money. Someone who still values emotions." He stepped closer to take his hands in his. "I know how much you loved your dad and I know you have a huge heart. My son would be one lucky wolf if he could earn even a quarter of your love. And I'm just a selfish father who happened to think 'Oh, my son's life would be much better if he's in his life'. So Jungkook, don't think too much. While I want to help you, this particular proposal is extremely selfish and I don't want you to jump right into it. Take your time and tell me if this is something you can consider. Marriage is a lifelong commitment. So think if you can imagine yourself by my son's side."

It was all too much so Jungkook just nodded. "I need time."

Mr. Park smiled. "That's fine. I'm glad you're even considering it. Thank you, Jungkook. Even if you say no, that's okay. Your answer isn't gonna change any of this." He patted his pockets and produced a business card. "Our company has a brilliant internship program for freshers. We offer a decent stipend. You can apply once you're in the final year if that's something you have in mind."

Jungkook accepted the card without another word. His eyes stung. What did he do to deserve such kindness?

Be selfish.

"Thank you," he whispered. 

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"You're late."

Jaehyun glanced up to see Jimin leaning on the door frame of his home office. He rolled his eyes, shrugging out of his suit jacket and draping it around his chair before loosening his tie. "I take it that you showed up for the event."

"Did I have a choice?" Jimin strolled toward him, hands buried in his pocket and leather trench coat swishing behind him. "You can't send me to every event as your replacement, you know." He dropped on an empty chair, kicking up his feet on the desk. "I'm a busy man and I have other engagements."

He ignored the complaint and asked, "Did you meet Mr. Song?"

Jimin shrugged. His son appeared handsome as ever, his scent relaxed and calm. "I got the job done. He kept trying to introduce his son throughout, which was extremely annoying, but the deal is ours." He gazed at him with a lazy tilt of his head. "Dad, but for real, you can't keep throwing me like a dog bone so you can get your work done."

Jaehyun shrugged. He couldn't let Jungkook be alone after he saw his state in the morning. He needed to ensure he has eaten and taken care of.

"Something came up. Drink?" he asked, going to the mini bar in his office.

"Yeah, I could use one after putting up with the overly affectionate omega all night." He sniffed at himself, making a disgusted face. "Jeez, I still smell like him."

Jaehyun scoffed. "Come on, son. Everyone knows you're an omega man. Don't need to pretend you didn't enjoy the attention." He poured whiskey in two glasses, dropping a few cubes of ice.

"Doesn't mean I enjoy every ounce of attention thrown my way," Jimin deflected. "That one was trying so hard to win my favor." Mr. Park took a sip from his drink before handing one to Jimin. "I enjoy a good chase, Dad."

"Like Jiseung?"

Jimin snorted. "He's trying."

"What are you doing here anyway? It's a weekday."

"Mom wanted me here for something."

Mr. Park turned to go to his chair, but stopped when he felt a grip on his elbow. Jimin was suddenly on his feet, nostrils flaring and red bleeding into his eyes.

"Interesting," he murmured with a growl lacing his voice. "Hmm... Maraschino Cherry, isn't it?" He leaned to take another whiff and Jaehyun let him. "An omega." Jimin pulled back with an amusing smile dancing on his lips. "Not someone I recognize. What's the deal?" He sipped his drink. "You let someone other than Mom leave their scent on you. I thought you smelled kinda different but didn't notice it earlier."

"He's family," Jaehyun cut short, going to sit on his chair and stared into his son's eyes, which interestingly stayed amber. Interesting.

"Family, you say." Jimin perched his hip on the desk. "Do I know him?"

"You met him briefly when you were young. He was six-months-old."

The incident left his son traumatized to the point, Jimin had stop talking for months and was afraid to sleep alone. Jungkook was too young to have his own scent. Not that Jimin would remember much even if he had smelled him before.

"Ah..." Jimin clicked his tongue. He looked thoughtful but didn't say further. "Alright, then." He drained the glass. "I'll see you in office tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"Good night, Dad."

"Good night."

Jimin's eyes interestingly stayed the color of his wolf. Interesting. Never had Jaehyun noticed his wolf taking interest in anyone's scent before. His son was closer to his wolf that was on the dominant side. It was more primal than anyone else in the family.

It was surprising that Jungkook's scent would stir such a response from him for being a regular omega. He sat back, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as a flicker of hope bloomed in his chest.

He took another sip. Everything depended on Jungkook's answer.

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"Here."

Jimin opened his eyes to the fancy glass of rum dangling in front of him. The amber liquid sloshed inside the tulip-shaped glass with a wide bowl that tapered toward the top.

"Looks like you need this more than me today," Hoseok snickered.

Jimin accepted the glass, inhaling the aroma of rum before taking a generous sip and relishing the distinct nectarous flavor. He remembered buying this long-aged French Caribbean rum during one of his trips. Just as he expected, tasting it on the rocks was just as rewarding.

"Chic troubles?" Hoseok's warm cinnamon scent washed over him.

Jimin chuckled. "I don't have a chic." He sipped his drink silently. "I have fancy booty calls who are allowed to carry a short moment of fame as my date."

"Jiseung isn't meeting your expectations, I suppose." Hoseok was a close friend. They all ran in the same circle. Their parents were friends, and by default, they also grew to be thick as thieves. He was also someone who understood him on a deeper level.

"Disappointing as usual. Fun part is that he's playing hard to get." Jimin reclined on the couch, kicking up his feet. "Doesn't know how to keep the chase interesting. Got bored in two weeks. It's all the same old tactics. I now don't see what this hype is all about."

Hoseok rolled his eyes. "I still don't understand the point of all this charade if you're just looking forward to getting your dick wet."

"Dating is a polished term for short-term hookups," Jimin reasoned. "It's fine as longs as it's physical, but after a while, they all tend to be clingy and think they hold something against me. It's almost comical how these bunches think alike," he snorted. "I mean getting me to kiss or knot them, going as far as to put a hole in the condoms, or trying to seduce me with their heat pheromones. Puh-lease..."

Hoseok scoffed. He ran his thumb over the rim of the glass with a thoughtful look on his face. They weren't new to these short-sighted tactics. Everyone had a fair share of people trying to seduce them for various reasons. Sometimes it was money or fame the relationship could bring or a beneficial alliance.

"Well, can you blame them? You're a catch."

Jimin shrugged. That was why he despised it the most. They all loved his wealth and status.

"Why don't you stop dating for a bit and focus on work?" Hoseok asked. "Take a break from this dating scene until this unwanted attention on you dies down a little. I'm sure Jiseung is thriving in it. Heard he landed a new project because of all this buzz around your dating rumors."

Jimin hummed thoughtfully. "Hyung, you know it's not possible. I like sex, and dating is a safe way to find a suitable fuck buddy, so I don't have to be wary of every omega or a beta I hook up with. Also, the media would have a field day if there's no dating in the picture."

It was just a cover-up. Everyone knew that. His partners were aware of that. Yet, they all wanted more. Something he wasn't ready to give.

"Yeah? For someone who loves sex, you never knot, kiss, or ever had a rut partner for that matter." Hoseok grinned. "I feel like you're searching for your 'one' in all the wrong places."

It wasn't his fault they couldn't get him to knot. First, he wasn't interested in knotting any omega or a beta who wasn't his mate. Second, his wolf was too picky. They weren't enough to rouse that primal possessive urge to knot and breed. He wasn't protective of any of them or felt that insane need to claim them as his own, as his other friends describe about the ones they were attracted to.

Jimin downed his drink, regarding Hoseok's words. He wasn't entirely wrong. Most of those actions felt too intimate, and his wolf didn't like being held or coddled. And he definitely couldn't risk spending his ruts with someone because his wolf was always in control, and he didn't want to knock up someone he wasn't in love with.

Love.

Jimin wanted to laugh. "How do you know when someone is special?" he voiced out his thoughts. "How did you know you like her?"

Hoseok's features suddenly softened at the mention of his crush. "I don't know," he whispered. "It just happened."

"Come on." Jimin poked his side. "Jeong-seon is a beta. It's not like you were drawn to her pheromones. Their scents are lighter."

Hoseok shrugged. "She's always calm with a smiling face. She works hard, and there's something about her that keeps drawing me to her. Maybe because she's different from the others. She doesn't give me attention or throw herself at me at every chance. She's indifferent to my presence and always treats me with the same professionalism she extends to the others. I don't know how, but my wolf acts like a tamed puppy when she's near. She grounds us."

His beau was a restaurant manager, and Hoseok visited at least thrice a week just to see her.

Jimin stared at him for so long, watching through all those emotions crossing his face in a matter of seconds. "Oh, you're down so bad."

Hoseok chuckled and didn't refute. "Maybe." He threw his head back on the backrest of the couch. "She's just so beautiful, like a calm storm. It feels like no matter how hard things are, just a smile from her could solve it all. Whatever stress I have during the day just ebbs away when I step into the restaurant and see her working."

Jimin somewhat understood and averted his gaze. "I hope she gives you a chance."

Hoseok nodded. "I understand her hesitation. She has too much at stake unlike me. I just know she likes me, too, but is holding back for some reason. Every time I ask her out, she looks torn." He exhaled loudly, turning his head to face Jimin. "She hasn't rejected me entirely, you know. It's always 'I can't and we shouldn't,' not 'I don't like you' or 'I don't want this.' I'm gonna find out why."

"All the best, man." Jimin reached out to squeeze his thigh. "I'm rooting for you."

Hoseok hummed. "So you know what the deal between Yoongi and Taehyung is? They're never the same after Seokjin's bachelor party. Yoongi always looks like he wants to tear Taehyung apart, and the other is clueless about what he did wrong."

Jimin bit his lip. As a matter of fact, he did. But it wasn't his place to tell something Yoongi confided to him in his drunken state. "It's something they should figure out." He offered a tight smile. "Something we should stay out of."

Curiosity filled Hoseok's eyes, but he nodded. "I see." He reached for the bottle to pour another drink. "This is good. I knew I could find something at your place."

That's what he liked the best about Hoseok. He was so understanding and never pushed.

Jimin laughed. "I'm the best, hyung." He winked. "Want something to eat?"

"Yeah, something spicy."

"On it."

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62. ⚠️Mentions of harassment ahead. Nothing serious JM saves the day but proceed with caution⚠️

The party was insane. Jungkook has only ever heard about masquerade-themed parties. Seeing it in real life was definitely a life experience.

The charity gala was crowded with industry's all the important people in attendance. Jungkook gasped upon seeing all the celebrities flocking inside the venue. Though hidden under fancy masks, it was really easy to identify some.

Also, his best friend Kwan kept telling him who was who. He had been working in such parties for months now and promised the money was worth it. The waiting job was easy. He just had to walk around, supplying refreshments to the guests.

The music was good and everything was so fancy. It definitely wasn't something he could ever get used to. He occasionally sipped water whenever he went to the kitchen. His legs ached from standing on his feet for too long.

A few more hours and this would be over. He couldn't wait to get to his dorm. He'd contacted Mr. Park earlier and told him he'd shift early today.

His father was dead and gone. There was no point in holding on to that place that held a lot of memories. If not now, he'd have to leave in three weeks anyway. Why not now? At least, he'd have a comfortable place to stay and could save travel allowance.

Even though this hotel was only a fifteen minute ride on a subway and he was glad he chose to shift today. However, his limbs were tired. Exhaustion was nothing new to Jungkook. He was used to it, but combined physical exhaustion with emotional drain, he just wanted to curl into a ball and never leave his bed.

Jungkook has made several rounds since evening. He knew nothing about the lives of these rich people. They huddled in little groups, talking to each other or networking as they liked to call. Then there were some on the tables.

The auction was the highlight of the evening. There were several items that were being auctioned and Jungkook would never understand why each item was priced so high. But they said it was for charity.

The event started at six in the evening, but just as the clock struck ten, a hush fell among the crowd and everyone craned their neck to look at the entrance. Even Jungkook stood to check who just arrived.

His breath almost knocked out of his lungs when he finally noticed who it was. The omega sucked in a sharp breath because Park Jimin looked unrealistically handsome even from a distance.

"Damn! That's him," Kwan hissed in his ear.

Jungkook's hand flew to his face, thankful for the mask. He was the only guest who did not wear a mask. His lazy gaze scanned the crowd and Jungkook stood frozen on his spot.

He saw several people murmur excitedly among themselves and heard Jiseung's name being brought up a few times. That was enough to rouse him from reality. He pivoted on his heel and went back to the kitchen, happily swapping his work for rinsing glasses.

Jungkook didn't realize how many hours he was inside washing dishes and doing whatnots in the kitchen. He was diligent in his work and no one bothered him or asked why he was here. Kwan had come in a few times but went on about his work. The omega was thankful that Kwan didn't ask him any questions.

It was around twelve when Jungkook finally got a breather. His shift was finally over. Someone took over and he wiped his hands using a kitchen towel before going in search for Kwan. He tried calling him but it went unanswered.

He scanned the ballroom and didn't see Kwan anywhere. The number of guests has thinned and only a few remained. They were lost in their bubble, either talking in a corner or dancing to the music. Jungkook tried calling Kwan again and frowned when it went unanswered again.

Perhaps he went to change.

They were supposed to meet outside and leave together. He checked the changing room and saw that Kwan's bag was still there. With a frown, he changed out of his hoodie and pulled the hood over his head.

The discomfort started as soon as he was out of his uniform. Whenever they worked together, Kwan was always the first to fetch him. They have a mutual agreement to never leave first without the other when working late-night shifts together.

It was impossible Kwan would go somewhere without telling him. Even if he had gone to the washroom, he wouldn't have left without a single text. That alone was enough to rouse his suspicion.

"Where did he go?" he murmured before checking their group chat. His best friend didn't leave any message there either. He grabbed both their bags just in case before going out.

"Hey, did you see Kwan?" he asked the first guy he saw.

"Nope." His co-worker for the night shrugged.

His gut feel intensified, and something didn't sit well with him; Jungkook wasn't someone who ignored this feeling. He looked for him everywhere and instinctively headed to the washroom and other deserted areas. No place was safe for an unmated omega.

Did he run into trouble?

He even checked with the event manager, who said Kwan's shift ended earlier, and he left. Except Jungkook knew Kwan didn't go home. His search led him to the parking lot, and his blood boiled when he finally noticed his best friend from far. However, he wasn't alone.

If Jungkook hadn't known Kwan, he would have thought he was leaving with the alpha willingly. Since he knew Kwan would never do something like that, especially getting dangled with a rich alpha, a stranger nonetheless, he hurried to them.

"Hey!" he yelled. "Leave him, asshole."

The alpha startled and looked behind. Jungkook saw the way his lips quirked to form a sneer. He wasn't stopping, though. Instead, he opened a car door and pushed Kwan inside.

A cold fear filled Jungkook, and he pumped his legs to run faster. "Stop!" But he knew the guy had no intention to stop. "Help! Somebody," he bellowed. "Help! He's kidnapping my friend."

The alpha stopped with a furious expression on his face. "Piss off, Omega!"

Jungkook halted and covered his nose when the alpha's pungent pheromones evaded his space. Shit. Fucking purebreds and their intimidating pheromones. His knees buckled at the onslaught of pheromones that demanded submission.

Sometimes, alpha pheromones worked like a drug. The potent scent could knock out a regular omega like him. Though it was a crime to do so, what could he expect from an alpha, who lacked morals? Proving such a crime wasn't that easy either unless they had witnesses. It left no traces on the victim afterward, unlike a physical drug.

"Let him go!" He fought against the alpha's odor, fighting the burning tears. He reached for the omega, but the alpha slapped his hands away.

"What the fuck is your problem?!" he thundered. "This is my boyfriend." The asshole was tall with broad shoulders and easily towered him. But that wasn't enough to intimidate Jungkook, who worked among assholes day in and day out.

Jungkook ground his jaw. "Then tell me his name," he challenged the other alpha. "You're not his fucking boyfriend. Because I've met him before, and that's definitely not you. Let him go, or I'm calling the cops."

The alpha smirked. "And what are you gonna do about it? You don't see him fighting, do you?"

Jungkook slanted a glance at Kwan, who looked so out of it. "Did you drug him?" He frowned. "What the hell?!" His eyes widened when he realized what could have happened. "He's scent drunk."

He grabbed Kwan and tugged, but the alpha didn't relinquish his hold. "You're asking for it." He caught Jungkook's throat, squeezing it. "I hate good-for-nothing bitches like you."

Jungkook clawed at his hands, desperately glancing around as he fought to breathe. The heady alpha pheromones were making his head dizzy. However, he didn't let go of his grip on Kwan. In the back of his mind, he knew he'd lose his best friend, maybe forever, if he let this grip loosen.

"H-Help!" he stuttered, clawing at the alpha's hand and kicking out. Luckily, his feet connected with the alpha's shin, and his grip loosened.

Jungkook used the window of opportunity to pull Kwan forcefully toward himself. He coughed as air finally entered his lungs. But the situation wasn't helping. He needed to get far. Supporting Kwan's weight, he tried to move, but the alpha lunged to grab Kwan again and violently pulled, causing them both to lose balance.

The omega shook his head, trying to clear the haze. However, the alpha gripped him by the front of his hoodie, pulling him up roughly. He saw the balled fist coming his way and lifted both arms to block. But the punch never came.

"What the fuck!"

He heard the asshole alpha growl, and a burst of evergreen pine needles mixed with thyme and sage washed over him. Suddenly, his mind was clear, all traces of haze gone. Jungkook panted, body falling back to the ground now the grip was gone. He reached for his best friend, pulling him into his lap.

Then he glanced over to see what was going on. There was another alpha who was punching the asshole alpha. The other stumbled back with every hit.

Jungkook froze when he realized who his savior was.

"Jimin, this is none of your business," the asshole growled. "He's my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" Jimin scoffed. "You don't do relationships, asshole."

"So?" The other sneered. "It's not like you're perfect. You fuck a new chic every other day."

"I don't see why my sexual life is relevant to what you were doing here. To clarify, the difference between you and me is, Jun-Myeon, I don't fuck an omega without their consent. I never used my scent to forcefully incapacitate them, which is a crime, by the way." Jimin glanced over his shoulder, addressing someone, "Inform the cops. We have a stray."

"What the hell are you doing?" the asshole alpha roared. "We run in the same circle. I'm telling you, that's my fucking boyfriend."

"Maybe." Jimin shrugged. "But I don't see him being in a position to give you his consent." The alpha's glance swept over them. "Besides, why were you attacking his friend if that's the case?"

"You don't know what you're doing," Jun-Myeon hissed. "You will regret this."

"No. You will regret this."

Jun-Myeon scoffed. "You think these bitches can keep me locked? I'm a free man walking come morning."

Jimin cocked his head to the side. "Who said your fight is against them?"

"What?"

Jimin reached out to smooth his suit jacket. "It's me against you, my dear Jun-Myeon. Do your worst and don't hold back, alright." He pretended to dust his jacket, and Jungkook could read the shock on the asshole's face. Jimin stepped back to push his hands inside his pocket. "See you soon."

Jungkook heard several footsteps and saw the security of the hotel arrive. Jimin gestured at them to take Jun-Myeon away. Then he glanced at Jungkook and Kwan. The omega swallowed, fighting the urge to pull his hood even down and hide his face.

"Mr. Park, I'm so sorry about what happened." Another man in a suit arrived, his chest heaving. Jungkook recognized him as the hotel manager. He embraced Kwan even tighter.

Jimin ignored his apology. "Mr. Choi, arrange a room for these two omegas to stay the night. The unconscious one seems to be scent drunk, but call the doctor just in case and get his statement. Put the charges on my tab. My attorney will be here in the morning." He pivoted on his heel to walk away but stopped. "Treat them as you would treat my guests and tighten the security in this place. If I hear another incident such as this, it'll be the last day this hotel will operate."

"Y-Yes, sir." The hotel manager bowed deeply. He was sweating profusely and dabbed his forehead with a handkerchief.

Jungkook watched Jimin leave with a phone pressed to his ear. Something warm flooded his chest. He glanced down at Kwan's face. They were safe. Jimin saved them and arranged for them to be taken care of.

His sweetening scent began to seep out, with his scent blockers wearing out. Two security guards approached them to help, and soon, they led him inside.

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Jimin sat bored, scrolling through his phone as he watched Jiseung flit around in a flimsy night dress. They were finally here in the omega's apartment after their fifth date.

The dinner was uneventful, but Jimin was already bored. Jiseung was playing hard to get, but Jimin lost interest with the century-old play chase after a while. Not to be a party pooper, but Jiseung should up his game if he wanted to keep Jimin interested.

Right now, the omega was doing a piss poor job at it. Jiseung was a catch, alright, but he had very poor qualities, and his flirt meter was 15/100, according to Jimin. Perhaps it would work with older alphas. The exaggerated laughter and high-pitched tone killed Jimin's boner in less than five minutes.

He stayed back only to see if this night would be worth his effort, but now he was rethinking his decisions. Slow, romantic music started playing from somewhere, and Jimin rolled his eyes.

His phone buzzed with texts, and he frowned when he noticed it was from his dad. He didn't usually text, so he opened the messages, and his frown deepened.

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A gentle hand on his shoulder startled him. He glanced up at Jiseung, smiling at him seductively and felt a flare of irritation washing over him.

"You look stressed," Jiseung sang. "Want me to make it better." He moved to straddle his lap.

Jimin stared at him with a frown. His super-sweet scent invaded his senses, and instead of calming him, it only irritated him further. He glanced at the text messages once again.

"Oh, who's that?" Jiseung reached for his phone. "You're already flirting with someone while I'm still here?"

Jimin moved the phone out of his reach and pushed him off his shoulder. Jiseung fell to the side of the couch with a soft gasp. The Alpha jumped to his feet. He clenched his jaw. "I'm leaving," he announced. "Don't expect me to stop by again."

"What?" Jiseung's eyes widened.

"Delete my number."

"You must be kidding me." Jiseung hurried after him. "Is it because I was late? Jimin, I was getting ready for you." He blocked his path; hands outstretched on both sides to stop him. "I just wanted to make this night memorable."

Jimin took a deep breath. Jiseung looked delectable, but he would be starting something he didn't want if he touched him right now. Besides, his dad's words kept ringing in his mind. There was a reason why he avoided marriage as much as he could.

"There's no need," he said. "I have something important to handle right now." He stepped around the omega, opening the door despite the desperate omega's protests. His father had given his word and was responsible for keeping it.

"Jimin, you can't leave me like this, dammit."

Jiseung was now in the corridor, yelling after him. But Jimin didn't turn back. Thankfully, the elevator was here already. He entered the elevator, ignoring further yells from Jiseung. When he entered, his gaze met Jiseung one more time. The curses leaving his mouth didn't sound like the words that should be coming out of a sophisticated individual's mouth. He scoffed internally. Perhaps this was for the best. He hit the close button with a determined sigh.

He now had an omega. 

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"Sir, are you sure this is where we have to be?" the driver asked again, looking outside with a frown. "The restaurants in this area aren't up to your preferences. The food is usually cheap and greasy."

"I'm meeting someone here." He pulled his shirt sleeve to check his wrist watch.

"Okay, sir."

Jimin sniffed and scratched his nose when the driver pulled in front of a family restaurant that was situated in the most crowded part of the town. His Mercedes Benz looked way out of place, causing several heads to turn curiously.

The alpha sighed. His phone pinged with a few notifications but he tuned it out in favor of focusing outside.

"Linger nearby and come back when I call you," he instructed the driver. "I won't be gone for long."

"Yes, sir."

Several scents assaulted his nose as soon as he exited the vehicle. The streets were seemingly neat but clustered. The mixed aroma of different street food and the sounds of vendors beckoning customers was something he wasn't used to. Something he'd only seen in movies but never imagined experiencing himself because he didn't belong in this part of the town nor had the need to.

The weather was hot here despite the generally chill autumn evening. Several people stopped what they were doing to stare at him.

It was no wonder. He would obviously stand out as the only dominant wolf in the vicinity. The majority of them probably wouldn't even have seen one in person. Jimin saw many of them pointing their fingers in his direction, whispering furiously.

Jimin pushed his hands inside his pant pockets, realizing his tailored suit didn't really suit the vibe. Maybe he should have changed into something casual before coming here. However, he was in a hurry and maybe a little bit impatient.

A few weeks ago, Jimin wouldn't have imagined himself stepping foot into this part of the town. He had no requirement to do so. But the omega his father picked out for him worked in this area.

The old building looked worn out with only the restaurant sign glowing in bright neon lights. A 'closed' board hung on the outside.

Someone rushed to open the door at the sight of him. He assumed that must be the owner. After all, he booked the restaurant for the rest of the night and ordered two servings of their most recommended menu.

"Please come in," The middle-aged man hurried to greet him and left him inside. "I have made every arrangement just like you instructed." He beamed, showing all his teeth. His scent was too light, mixed with firewood and something greasy.

The restaurant was small and modest, lacked privacy and was better for friends gathering. His gaze swooped around finding no one except for the owner.

"Please take your seat, sir." The owner pulled a seat for him to sit. "May I bring your some refreshments while you wait for your friend?"

Jimin ignored his overenthusiasm and took a seat. "Where is Jungkook?" he asked, glancing at the staff door expectantly.

The owner blinked. "He's inside." He pointed his thumb over his shoulder. "I have already informed him that he's serving our special guest today."

Jimin hummed. "Just send him over and you bring the food. Drinks first."

The owner gaped at him but nodded. Jimin was in no mood for a chit chat with the beta and he could tell this one was a bit nosy. The alpha unbuttoned his suit jacket and crossed his leg at the knee, getting as comfortable as possible in that seat.

Meanwhile the owner disappeared behind the staff door and Jimin heard him yell a series of commands at whoever was behind the door.

The restaurant wasn't up to his liking but his betrothed worked here. Jimin still had trouble, wrapping his head around the fact that his father would choose an ordinary omega with no family background as his mate. He wanted to confront his dad and ask more questions but he decided it would be better to meet this omega and find out himself.

His fingers unconsciously drummed on his knee. He wanted to lean forward but wasn't convinced the table was clean enough. It was wiped recently but he could spot some residual oily substance on the surface. His outfit was way too expensive than the entire furniture in the restaurant combined.

The door opened again and his head whipped expectantly toward it. Sure enough, there was Jungkook, carrying a tray with drinks.

Hidden behind a face mask and apron, his future mate shattered every ounce of expectation he had. Jimin tilted his head curiously to the side. Is he really an ordinary omega?

Jungkook was tall and lean, looked stronger than the majority of their omega counterparts, steps measured and careful, eyes downcast and posture professional. He placed the drinks on the table and bowed, ready to leave but Jimin felt his body tense as if he recognised his scent. The omega froze, gaze snapping to Jimin's face.

Jimin was struck with wide doe-like eyes that further widened. The alpha inhaled, trying to get a read on his scent and scowled in disappointment when he got none.

"W-What are you doing here?" Jungkook asked, dumbfounded.

Jimin smirked. "You were obviously busier than me. So I had to buy your time."

Jungkook glanced around. "You're the VIP customer, who booked the restaurant for an entire night," he whispered.

Jimin shrugged. "I figured that's the only way I get to meet you and talk. Your schedule is insane." He eyed him top to bottom. "At this rate, how haven't you burned yourself out yet?"

The omega smiled. "I'm sorry for saying I'm busy." He shifted on his feet. "I just got this job and they won't let me take any leave for a month at least. I didn't expect you to go through this trouble to talk to me."

Jimin hummed. In his peripheral vision, he saw the door creak open and someone pressing their ears against it.

Then he eyed the drinks. "Call that beta, who just came in from here."

"Ah..." Doe eyes blinked at him before the omega pivoted on his heel, scurrying inside.

Jimin let his gaze trail after him, pausing at the flare of his hips and down the curve of his ass that was encased in tight pants. By the time his gaze dipped low to grace his toned thighs, Jungkook had disappeared behind the door.

The wolf inside him perked. Jimin chastised it half-heartedly. At least, his dad knew his taste. Perhaps more than he did. All his initial intentions of telling the omega to call this engagement off took the back seat at that moment.

Jimin knew he had a weakness for strong omegas, especially ones with a firm ass and thick thighs. With a sly smile, he reclined in his chair, grimacing at how hard it was against his back.

The owner came running out of the kitchen or whatever it was. Jungkook followed after him, keeping his distance. "Sir, you called. How can I assist?" He was all smiles.

Jimin didn't miss the glare the beta sent the unsure omega's way. "My instructions were very clear. I told you to serve today. Not him. I do not like when people disobey me." He narrowed his eyes at him. Then he stood, pushing his hands inside his pocket. "And I hate someone eavesdropping into my conversation even more. I have already paid you for the entire night. Do what you want with the food. I'm taking Jungkook-ssi with me."

"Sir, wait..."

Jimin ignored the owner and glanced at Jungkook, who appeared stunned. "I'll be outside in the car." He spared a casual glance at his watch. "You have five minutes. I'm not a patient man. Lose that mask and apron." He pivoted on his heel before pausing by the door. "Oh, and remove your scent blockers. I prefer honest communication." Then he pulled the door open, firing a text to his driver to bring the car out front.

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Jungkook slid into the back seat of the car with thirty seconds to spare. An involuntary grin automatically tugged at his lips. The omega valued time, something he appreciated the most. When he closed the door, Jimin got a whiff of a familiar forest scent.

Interesting.

His dad must really care for this omega. He lost his only parent recently. Jimin frowned. That must be really hard. His respect for his father only grew when he realized how thoughtful his father was. This would be his responsibility after his father or until Jungkook found an alpha to share his life with.

He pressed the button by the side of his door. "Drive." He inclined his head toward Jungkook. "Guess, my dad is your guardian now. That'd explain his scent to you."

A fond look crossed the omega's face. "Mr. Park was kind enough to stop by and give me some clothes with his scent. He's so thoughtful."

Jimin hummed. His father was indeed thoughtful and often went out of his way to help someone. But in Jungkook's case, he deserved more. This omega lost his mother because of him. Jimin wondered if their paths would have ever crossed if not for that.

"Um... Jimin-ssi, my scent blockers..." the omega drawled and Jimin turned his head to properly look at him. "It's tea." Jungkook nibbled at his bottom lip while his fingers fidgeted with the strap of his bag. "It'll wear off in a couple of hours or so. I...I really don't have anything to um..." His hesitant gaze met him. "I don't know how to remove it."

His voice soft and gentle like an evening breeze, brushed his ears and the alpha was too busy staring at his lips to form a response. Thin and petal-like lips, painted the color of pink roses. All natural, save for the lip balm that provided a moisturized glow. And at the bottom of those lips sat a single mole like a crown.

Fuck!

Jeon Jungkook was a stunning omega in real life. Those two photos his father shared did no justice to his ethereal beauty. It didn't show how dewy soft Jungkook's skin looked. Moreover, the omega's calm demeanor and melodious voice caught him off guard.

Does he sing?

He'd be an absolute delight if he did.

Jimin's nostrils automatically flared, his wolf too impatient to get a read on this omega.

What did he smell like?

"Um... Jimin-ssi?"

Jimin blinked, clearing his throat. "Ah, yes, I know of a way," he replied absent-mindedly as the few ways to bring out his scent surfaced in his mind.

He could bite his scent gland and force his omega to reveal his scent. It was more like coaxing the wolf to override the effects of the tea to let out his natural scent. That was too intimate, though. The second option was to use his pheromones to entice the omega.

"What is it?" Jungkook asked curiously.

"My pheromones," Jimin answered and forcefully averted his eyes to the front, staring at the divider that offered them privacy. He really needed to get his shit together. He cannot absolutely fuck this omega in the backseat of his car. He clenched his fist and cleared his throat again. "If you inhale it long enough, your wolf will surface and the effects of the tea will wear off soon."

"Oh."

"Biologically the omegas are designed to respond to an alpha's scent, especially the unmated wolves. As you might be aware, our primal instincts are to survive. So when your wolf gets wind of my pheromones, if it deems me a worthy, capable alpha to mate and breed, it'll respond to it with its own pheromones. Your wolf is strong enough to override the effects of scent blockers," Jimin explained even when he didn't understand why he would go through such pain.

Jungkook listened intently. "Thank you for explaining," he said softly. "You can use your pheromones, though, I'm not sure how this works."

Jimin nodded, his wolf suddenly on full alert now that they both had the omega's consent. "I'll release it in a controlled amount so you don't get drunk," he warned.

"Okay."

The alpha sat comfortably. "There are a few things I wanted to clarify." He tapped a finger on his knee, looking outside the window. "You don't seem like the type that prioritizes wealth. Why did you agree to marry me? My dad can be pretty persuasive, but I want your reason."

There was a moment of silence. "I'm just being selfish," he murmured. The alpha whipped his head to see the omega, waiting for him to elaborate, but Jungkook pulled his phone out of his hoodie pocket before scrolling through it and handing it to Jimin. "Your dad is the kindest person I've ever met. I don't know what would become of me if he hadn't come when he did."

Jimin took the phone, scrolling through the text messages exchanged between Jungkook and his dad. He skimmed through the texts, feeling a surge of pride in his chest upon seeing his dad's conversation with the omega. His dad was really a kind man and his reasoning for wanting this relationship to work sounded valid, but Jimin thought it wasn't that simple.

He handed the phone back to Jungkook. "We are worlds apart," he said, trying to form suitable words so as to make the omega understand.

Jungkook's smile was soft and Jimin noticed the way he was perched at the edge of the seat, looking unsure and uncomfortable. He stared at his hands on the lap, continuing to play with the straps of his bag.

"I know I don't belong in your world," once again Jimin was taken back with the gentleness and understanding reflected in his tone. "I'm doing this so I won't feel bad about it. Mr. Park and my dad, I don't know why they would see me as a suitable mate for you. I was hoping you would reject me and we could conclude this peacefully. And..." He glanced out of the window, worrying his lower lip.

Now those words made Jimin sit straight. His wolf was even more attentive than ever. Interesting. The expression on Jungkook's face was one of understanding and as if he already knew what was on Jimin's mind.

"And?" the alpha urged.

Jungkook glanced at him. "I won't feel guilty about not honoring my dad or Mr. Park's wish. I would know I tried and it didn't work out." Then suddenly his eyes widened. "Oh, here's my stop," he announced. "You can leave me at this bus stop. I'll catch a bus home."

Jimin stared at him until Jungkook was squirming in his seat. "Did you think I'll just let you walk out like that?"

The omega blinked up at him innocently and oh, the urge he felt right then to ruin that innocence right then and there. This omega was definitely something. The tip of Jungkook's ears turned red. "I'm sorry." He averted his gaze again. "I don't know what to expect. I thought you would just say no and move on since you're already seeing someone."

Jimin cocked a brow at that. So he knew. "I cut ties with him as soon as my dad told me about you and I don't do long term relationships."

He sat back, reading the omega's expression shifting to form a surprised 'oh'. How could someone look so adorable? The alpha was only used to omegas that were hot, sexy and confident, the ones that knew how to use their charms to entice him. Then here was Jungkook, so clueless and oblivious of what he was doing to Jimin and his wolf without even trying.

Honestly, Jimin didn't understand what was happening either. Jungkook wasn't even dressed to the nine. His attire was just like that of any other college student, running from one thing to another, barely getting any breather. Dressed in a comfortable hoodie and jeans, Jungkook reminded him of a giant teddy bear all soft and comfy. So far, he hasn't even tried to send a flirtatious look his way.

Respectful, shy and reserved.

"I'm taking you out for dinner," Jimin announced. "I'll drop you at your place later."

"Oh." He bit his bottom lip and Jimin noticed that he did that a lot. Jungkook then nodded to himself before glancing outside the window.

"Move back and sit comfortably. You're gonna get back pain at this rate."

Jungkook whipped his head to see him, eyes widening before he hurried to obey, but Jimin could tell he wasn't comfortable just yet.

They reached the restaurant's back entrance in no time. Jungkook exited the car without waiting for Jimin, eying the surroundings with wide eyes. The alpha circled the car, amused with his behavior.

"Come."

Jungkook nodded, unconsciously shifting closer to Jimin. The staff bowed at Jimin, glancing at Jungkook curiously. Jimin didn't usually bring his dates here. He used this space for meeting clients and occasionally hanging out with his friends in a relaxed environment.

The restaurant manager hurried to guide him to the private room in the back. Several eyes turned in their direction but Jimin wasn't worried. They had all signed an NDA. Maybe Jungkook stood out because he didn't fit the criteria of people that accompanied Jimin usually.

Jimin stepped back to let Jungkook inside first and then entered the room. "The food here is the best. This is my go to place to dine with friends and family."

He guided the omega to a seat and noticed the way his eyes twinkled. Jungkook wasn't looking around but at him.

The alpha slid the menu toward him. "Here. Order whatever you want."

Jungkook eyed the menu, not reaching for it. "What would you recommend?" This time he noticed the omega's nervousness. "I don't want to look like an idiot, trying to choose something I'm not familiar with."

Jimin cocked his head to the side, his features softening. "How would you know if you don't try?" He opened the menu, sliding it toward him once again. "I won't judge you for not knowing things. If you're willing to learn...then I can show you."

"Oh. I..." Jungkook nibbled at his lips, keeping his hands hidden under the table for some reason.

"Go on," Jimin encouraged.

"Um...this one?"

Char-grilled Korean Beef Rib-eye with pickled onion.

"That's a good choice," Jimin said and observed how Jungkook bloomed under the praise. The soft pink hues dusting his cheeks betrayed the omega's emotions to him. "Let's eat first. I'm sure you'd be hungry because I'm starving." He beckoned the waiter.

There was so much he wanted to say, but that could wait. Besides, he thought the omega would grow a bit comfortable around him when they were done.

Jungkook's earlier words replayed in his mind. It was obvious the omega had come prepared to accept the rejection. Hell, he hadn't even considered dating or tried convincing him in some manner. He just seemed like someone who was content with how things were.

But there was more to this omega. More that he wasn't revealing yet and Jimin was nothing if not persistent and his curiosity got the best of him. He was going to figure this omega out at any cost and see for himself why his father believed he was the right partner for him.

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Could watching someone eat be this delightful?

If someone asked Jimin a few minutes ago, he would have said no. His best friend Seokjin loved mukbang videos, but Jimin didn't share the same sentiment. What was there to watch? It's just someone eating.

But as he watched Jungkook biting into each piece of meat, the twinkle in his eyes brightening with every bite and an appreciative moan, slipping out of his mouth as he chewed, Jimin found it strangely endearing.

For him, the decision to bring Jungkook here was surprising as hell. Because this place was reserved to the people he considered important. He never brought any of his dates here. Perhaps it was the sudden need for privacy that ushered him to book a table here or it was because Jungkook was not like any of his other dates.

Jungkook was full of surprises since they met. The moment he ordered grilled beef, Jimin knew this was going to be different. Honestly, he was prepared for a menu of soup and salads, a few questions about the amount of calories for the waiter.

But the omega had just sat back, star eyed as he placed the orders. When they received the food, Jungkook had held back until Jimin had taken the first bite before diving in. It was once again endearing, also stirred something deeply primal inside him.

"Thank you for the food," the omega mumbled softly before he started eating.

His wolf, that dominant motherfucker had shifted under his skin, nostrils flaring and ears twitching. No omega had ever shown that type of courtesy to them. The alpha clenched his jaw to stop the appreciative rumble that bubbled in his throat.

"Do you like it?" he asked, putting another piece of meat in Jungkook's bowl.

"It's delicious," Jungkook replied and going back instantly to the food. "I love this so much." He held a piece of meat between his chopsticks. "This meat is so tender and juicy. The flavors are just wow."

Jimin beamed, agreeing with a nod. "Told you. More wine?"

Jungkook shook his head. "I have an early morning class tomorrow. This is fine."

"Alright."

Once they finished eating, they settled with a drink in hand. Jimin a glass of wine and Jungkook some water.

"Now let's come to the most important discussion. What makes you think that I'll reject you?" Jimin asked, casually swirling the wine. "You sounded so confident earlier."

Jungkook blinked owlishly. "Um... isn't that obvious?" he asked, tilting his head to the side. "I'm not your type. I've seen the type of people you date and I certainly don't fit the bill." He glanced down at his water. "I have nothing to offer you. Besides, I'm just an ordinary omega, but Mr. Park thinks somehow this is gonna work. I don't know why my dad would think that either. He told me you're a good alpha and he'd be happy to see me settle with someone who will take care of me." He shrugged. "I couldn't outright say no to him after accepting everything he offered shamelessly. Also, I figured it would be okay if the rejection came from you."

The alpha exhaled, taking his time to sip his wine and inhaling the different aromas. "Is that why you offered your statement?"

Jungkook shook his head. "I just wanted to do the right thing." He ran his finger along the rim of his glass. "I stand no chance against someone like him, but with you I might be able to do something. It was horrible to go through something like that and I wondered how many omegas went through this before us." He sighed. "I wasn't afraid for me. I got nothing to lose anyway." He shrugged. "But I couldn't say the same for Kwan and make decisions on his behalf."

I got nothing to lose.

He lost his only parent.

Now that Jimin looked carefully at him, he noticed the exhaustion, barely concealed dark circles and long, untrimmed hair that almost touched his shoulders. Did he even have time to mourn properly? From what he gathered from the Head of their security team, Jungkook had been under their protection for only a couple of weeks. So it couldn't have been long since he lost his father.

"Why do you work so much?" he asked the question niggling at him since the beginning.

Jungkook frowned at him. "The reason why everyone works," he answered after a beat of silence. "We don't get paid enough and have to work thrice as harder than a beta or an alpha. They don't make consideration of our wages for other stuff you know. We are expected to pay the same price as any other gender, but it doesn't apply when it comes to wages. We don't have a choice since many establishments don't hire us easily either."

Jimin mulled over his answer, realizing the reality of the people from the other part of the town was so different from him. And why? Just because they were born as ordinary wolves. The power imbalance has been there for centuries, but at least in the Park Group they paid fairly with added benefits.

"I offered you a paid internship," he said. "The pay would be definitely better than your three jobs combined."

Jungkook bit his lip. "I didn't want to take advantage of your generosity. You already did so much. My accommodation and education is taken care of. I feel bad about accepting it shamelessly. It's just...there's this marriage proposal and it didn't feel right to do it."

"Wonder how you survived in this world all these years, Jungkook-ssi." Jimin exhaled. He understood why his dad chose him. He saw what his dad saw. Selfless with high moral values. "This world doesn't deserve people like you."

Jungkook laughed, a melodious sound that unexpectedly lit his insides. "That's not true," he said. "I'm nothing special."

That was exactly where he was wrong. This omega was one in a million.

"What if I want to date you?"

"Huh?" Jungkook blinked. "W-Why would you do that?"

"Why not?" Jimin challenged.

"B-Because I'm just...me."

"Exactly, Jungkook. It's because you're you." Jimin didn't elaborate and Jungkook didn't ask, shifting in his seat. He checked the time. "It's getting late. Are you done?"

Jungkook immediately stood. "Y-Yeah." He put the glass down and grabbed his bag.

Jimin left the remaining glass of wine on the table and stood. He opened the door for Jungkook to exit before following him out. The drive to Jungkook's dorm didn't take long. The traffic was light and the travel short.

Unfortunately, to Jimin's dismay, the effects of the tea didn't wear off. But much to his surprise, he didn't even feel the absence of it. Jungkook's face was too expressive. It didn't take time to deduce whether he was being sincere or not.

"Thank you for the meal, Mr. Park." Jungkook bowed deeply when they reached his dorm. "And thank you for protecting us that day. You're a good alpha and kind just like your father. I'm forever grateful. Good night to you."

That's it.

It was proof enough that Jungkook didn't take his words seriously. Before Jimin could even respond, Jungkook was out of the vehicle, bowing one more time and walking inside.

Jimin narrowed his eyes. Not that fast, omega.

He jumped out of his car and called out. "You're forgetting something."

Jungkook stopped and turned with a confused expression on his face. He cluelessly patted down his pockets, pulling out his key card and phone. "Everything is here," he stated with a deep frown.

"You forgot me." Jimin grinned. His wolf had decided that instant that they weren't letting this omega walk away that easily.

"Huh?"

"It's our first official date," Jimin said. "I should walk you to your door."

"F-First what?" The omega's eyes popped out.

"Date, Jungkook-ssi." Jimin smiled coyly. "It'd be rude to reject you without any reason."

"I...ah..."

"What?"

Jungkook shook his head.

"Remember, you already agreed to marry me. What's with this now? These dates are for you to get used to me and for me to know how compatible you are with my wolf." He wrapped an arm around his waist, turning him and guiding him into the dorm.

The omega looked too stunned to speak.

They entered the elevator, Jungkook looking lost and cute at the same time. "Floor and room number?"

"4th floor. 404." He sounded breathless and for a moment Jimin's thoughts raced, wondering how he would sound if he were to really make him breathless.

Fuck!

He should control his wolf. Jungkook continued to fidget with his bag, looking anywhere but him. Just when the elevator doors opened with a ding, Jimin thought he caught a whiff of something fruity—sweet and tart—with a nuance of bitter almonds?

Jimin was too lost in this new scent that struck a chord of familiarity but couldn't pinpoint when Jungkook stepped outside the elevator, bowed at him, mumbled a good night and began to speed walk toward his room.

The wolf shifted within the alpha, eyes narrowing at the omega that was running away. With a soft growl, he lunged after him. When he reached Jungkook, the omega was already entering the code with shaky fingers.

Jimin grabbed his elbow and turned him around, a gust of Maraschino Cherry beat over his face. It's him. His eyes widened, nostrils flaring as he finally found the one he was curious about.

"That's not how you say good night," he said, a soft growl lacing his voice and he felt a shudder raking through the omega's frame.

"T-Then h-how?"

Jimin leaned forward, fighting the urge to bite those lips. It was the first day. He didn't want to scare the omega. Just as he reached to kiss his cheek, however, the omega, who was surprised, turned his face.

Both froze as their lips brushed. Jimin waited for a beat. The omega wasn't pulling back.

"That could work too," he murmured, closing the gap between their lips.

"Mmph—"

Jimin didn't remember the last time he kissed someone. It wasn't like he never kissed anyone. He did when he was curious about kissing, but later didn't feel that was a necessary evil when he could just satisfy his sexual needs without it. It was just too intimate.

But he didn't know what overcame him. He just planned to kiss his cheek and leave, but once he had those petal lips brushing over his, there was no stopping. All he could think was how they would taste. He wanted to bite them whenever Jungkook nibbled at it, causing it to redden a little.

It was just a peck, but Jimin already wanted more. Jungkook's cheeks were beet red, lips parted and chest heaving a little. How could someone look so fucked out just by a peck?

The scent of Maraschino Cherry was now at a full blast, making his head dizzy and growing sweeter with every passing minute. Jimin smiled. The omega was definitely taken with him. Up until he had revealed his intention to date him, Jungkook's wolf hadn't bothered to reveal his scent.

Right now, though, it was as if Jungkook had no control over it.

"Once more?" he asked and Jungkook gave a tiny nod.

That was all Jimin needed. Their lips met again and this time it was more than a peck. Jimin sucked his lips between his and licked the seam of his lips, teasing him a little. The alpha wanted more but pulled back, watching how breathless the omega was.

"You're interesting, Jeon Jungkook," he whispered. "I wanna date and see where this goes. I'll be waiting for your text tomorrow. If you don't, then I'll take it that you aren't interested. If you do, then I want to take you out on proper dates."

Jungkook nodded shakily. "I-I d-don't wanna be on a tabloid tomorrow."

A smirk tilted the corner of Jimin's lips. "Is that so?" He stepped closer, their chests almost touching and mouths only inches away. "Don't worry, Omega. I'm planning to hide you from everyone's eyes." His gaze dipped a little, tracing the smooth column of his neck. "You're only for my eyes."

Jimin felt another shudder raking the omega's body and stepped back. He knew the effect he had on the others. For some reason, he wanted the omega to reach him out first.

"Now, it's a good night," he said. "I'll be waiting tomorrow." He began to backpedal toward the elevator. "If you text me, omega, remember, you'll be mine."

Jungkook's eyes widened some more and he just gaped at him. One of his hands, rose to touch his lips and he stood there in the hallway, staring at him in a stunned stupor as the elevator doors closed.

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The world of the rich was not at all glittery as it seemed. Jimin would know because he lived in it. From the outside, it appeared they had it all. However, only those who lived that life would know how many things were wrong in their daily life.

They were expected to live their life a certain way with the society, watching their every move with hawk eyes. Every action was questioned even if it was something trivial.

Here, in this world, almost everyone was pretentious. They all had one motive or the other and always looked for a way to use an opportunity to their advantage. Saccharine smiles and sweet words only meant one thing—I got my eyes on you. The rich wanted to be rich and the powerful wanted to become even more powerful. Power and greed, when combined, made a person nasty.

Here, marriages and even birthday celebrations were done with a hidden motive—to display their wealth, to boast about their new acquisition or brag about their recent trip, to intimidate, to learn other's secrets or to build mutually beneficial alliances.

There was a party every year to display their wealth and power, inviting all important people in the country. Jimin never found any of the practices genuine. Even his family hosted one or two every year and there was always an unspoken competition of who did it better.

Growing up, he was fortunate to be born in the Park family. His parents genuinely loved each other. It was natural for him to want something they shared between them. As a teenager, he didn't let the luxuries of his world derail him from the person he was. But then the wakeup call came in several forms.

At thirteen, when he still wasn't allowed to join the parties, he would sneak around, curious to see what was happening in the annual Christmas gala downstairs. Hiding behind the decorations and watching them dance was his favorite pastime and during younger years, he couldn't wait to grow so he could go to these parties himself. But curiosity soon killed his naive expectations for the future.

When he grew enough to understand what he was witnessing, Jimin didn't have anything good to say about it. Just after midnight, when the booze kicked in, he saw some alphas and omegas that didn't belong together taking refuge in the shadows of their garden or in some rooms left open for the guests to rest. They did things they normally shouldn't under the guise of networking.

He might be young, but he knew exactly what was going on. Especially when he saw his mom's best friend, aunt Myeong-Suk coming out of the small alcove in the garden, the sleeve of her black gown slipping down her arm as she was followed by Jun-Myeon's dad.

What are they doing here? Where is Mr. Shin?

Both wore scent blockers so he didn't smell anything weird but just as she waved at Jun-Myeon's dad and was about to leave, he pulled her, crashing their lips together. Nausea churned his stomach at the sight.

Jimin ran away only to stumble into Mr. Shin, Aunt Myeong-Suk's husband. What would he do if he knew his wife was kissing someone else? For a brief moment, he considered telling him that he saw his wife in the garden but decided against it. They would ask what he was doing there in the first place.

His mom specifically warned him these parties weren't for him and he should stay upstairs and go to sleep or play his new video game. But Jimin never listened to her.

Just as he was about to turn around, he heard a giggle and whirled around to see someone else clinging to his arm. Disgust filled him at the sight of Mr. Shin's hands trailing down the newcomer's body.

Jimin backed away without another word. He couldn't imagine his mom or dad kissing anyone else other than each other. His wolf rumbled in his chest at the mere thought.

Traitors.

Why would they even have a mate when they couldn't stay true to them? It has affected him deeply, making him lose sight to the point he began having nightmares of his parents kissing someone who wasn't his other parent.

When his school called his dad, informing him about this after he woke up screaming and waking up his friends, he'd taken him to a doctor and then pulled him aside to talk. They sat in a park, staring at the families and children playing in the distance.

"What's bothering you, Jimin? Do you not like the school? Do you want to come back home?"

His dad's voice was kind as ever, understanding yet full of worry. Jimin eyes the squealing children, wondering when their awakening about reality would come.

"Have you ever kissed someone who isn't my mom?" he asked, fists balling and jaw clenching. There was no secret between him and his dad. And he saw no point in beating around the bush. "Have you ever touched a wolf who isn't my mom?" Fury filled him and so did fear, worrying he wouldn't like the answer he received.

"No," his father said, his voice sincere despite the confusion. "She's the only omega in my life after we met. I never betrayed your mother's trust and the same goes for her." He put a hand on his shoulder. "What's going on, son? There must be a reason for you to ask me this. Did something happen?" He frowned, looking genuinely confused more than before.

The scent of forest surrounded him, reminding him of home and comfort. Jimin stared into his eyes, reading his face and decided he was speaking the truth. His dad was an honest man and he aspired to be like him when he grew up.

"I saw mom's friend, aunt Myeong-Suk with Jun-Myeon's dad. They were kissing in the garden during the party. Then I saw Mr. Shin with someone else," he growled. "It's disgusting."

His chest rise and fell, heaving with anger. A rumble rolled out of his chest, nothing intimidating when compared to his father's growl, but it was enough to indicate his fury.

Understanding dawned on his father's face. "Oh." He glanced at the distance as if he tried to process the information. "I didn't know that." His frown deepened.

"Why do people mate when they can't stay true to their mate?" he asked. "You told me wolves mated for their life. Why did you lie to me? If that's true how could they betray each other like that?" he yelled. "Why do you invite them to our home? Why is mom being friends with her?"

"Calm down, little one." His dad hugged him, releasing calming pheromones. "You've grown up, my son." He patted his back. "I'm so proud of you." He pulled back to caress his cheek. "The answer to this isn't simple. There are good and bad in everything. We know stealing is wrong, but does it stop everyone from doing it?"

Jimin shook his head. "No." He glanced down at his hands, understanding where his dad was coming from.

"Murder is a crime but has the crime rate reduced?"

He shook his head again.

"It's the same, son. They know it's wrong yet they choose to do that for selfish reasons or reasons only they know of." He carded his fingers through his hair. "This is not something you can control or change. It not necessary that you have to agree with everything the others do. Likewise, you cannot expect everyone to behave the way you want them to. You continue to live your life the way you see right."

His father's words made sense but his young blood didn't want to accept it as it was. They were all so wrong. "I don't want to get married. Ever!" he vowed. "They're all nasty."

His dad chuckled. "There's plenty of time for that, sweetheart. Your mom is an amazing wolf, isn't she? There are so many others like that out there."

Jimin didn't want to hear the reasoning as much as it sounded convincing. He was just too furious to be reasoned with. So he just huffed, looking down to admire the brand logo on his shoes.

"Let's not say this to mom, hmm?" he said. "She would confront them and cut ties without thinking twice. Though that's something I want, a gossip like that isn't good for our family or company right now. Too much is at stake. You'll understand when the time comes."

Jimin nodded but said nothing. She would also ask him what was he doing outside and why didn't he listen to her and stay in the room? She was not easy to reason with and only listened to dad. So it was for the best that she didn't know anything about this.

"Let's come to us now." His dad squeezed his shoulder. "Is my answer enough for you? Your mom is the only wolf I love. We didn't even try for another child because I couldn't bear putting her through that pain again. She's my everything and I'd never do that to her."

Satisfaction filled the boy and he nodded.

"So how about some ice cream first? Then we can talk to your mom and tell her that you were just stressed about your exams. How does that sound?" his dad asked, his scent and mood light.

"I'm too old for ice cream." He scrunched his nose.

His dad scowled. "Nobody is too old for ice cream. Come on." He stood and pulled him up by his elbow.

"Dad," he complained but followed him. He didn't want to recall everything that happened to his mom. He didn't think he could talk freely to her like he did with his dad.

Eventually his nightmares stopped, but the initial disgust had turned into something more. He kept his distance from the Shin family, except for Na-Ra, his best friend. They went to the same boarding school and she was always with him. He couldn't push her away because what would she do for something her parents did?

Everyone thought his sudden silence was because he hit puberty and went through his first transformation. But only Jimin and his dad knew the truth. In the coming years, Jimin saw the true colors of more and more people, developing a dislike toward them.

However, at the tender age of sixteen, he too experienced the blossoms of a crush that grew into something more. Shin Na-Ra was beautiful, charming and intelligent. Her face and body had lost all the childhood innocence, sculpting into an adult. She was also the only one who knew him so well.

He pitied her. What would she do if she knew about her parents? He decided he'd protect her from that bitter reality as long as he could and preserve her innocence. Perhaps take her away from her despicable family when it was time.

Once his dad told him that he shouldn't swear off love and that there were both good and bad people. He should choose the right one to fall in love with, perhaps someone he knew very closely. He had very little chances of going wrong, his father said.

So when Jimin's wolf naturally felt the attraction toward Na-Ra, he responded positively. And he could tell she too liked him. She always sought him out and he walked her to all her classes. They were tiptoeing around each other, testing waters as their friendship grew into something more.

No words were exchanged. It wasn't necessary because they just knew. It was that feeling. One you get when you are so sure about something.

Close to his seventeenth birthday, Jimin was ready to ask her out. His dad gave his blessings and even accompanied him to choose a proper courting gift. They decided to keep it a secret from his mom until Na-Ra had accepted.

"Your mom sometimes has a loose tongue. She'd go ahead and start planning for your wedding right now." His dad had chuckled. "Let's not involve her until you're sure about Na-Ra."

"But I'm sure, dad."

"I know, Jimin. But there are some things you'd know only once you start courting her." He had squeezed his shoulder. "So even if you're sure, don't jump head first and give it some time before you decide, yeah? You also have your university ahead of you. Always date responsibly."

Jimin smiled. This was why he idolized his dad. He was the coolest.

On the day he was going to ask her out, Jimin was giddy with excitement. Tomorrow was his birthday. If she accepted the gift, he had an entire date planned. But he couldn't find her anywhere after the classes. She wasn't there in her usual spot. He asked a few of their mutual friends and one of them told him that they saw her going toward the gym.

Jimin's wolf was excited, footsteps bouncy as he approached the gym only to be greeted with the shock of his life. Filthy moans and obscene slapping sounds welcomed him. Even without seeing who it was, Jimin knew. Like someone splashed cold water on him, he froze.

Still, he advanced just to ensure he wasn't imagining it. Sure enough, there was Na-Ra and Jun-Myeon, his arch nemesis, half naked and fucking against the wall. Her legs wrapped around his waist and his pants down to his calves. Jimin clenched his jaw so tight, suppressing the growl.

They were so lost in their pleasure that they didn't realize they had a spectator. Na-Ra, his sweet friend Na-Ra, who was sophisticated and reserved, chanted filthy things, urging him to fuck faster. Harder. Her nails dug into his shoulders, ankles twisting behind Jun-Myeon.

Once again, thanks to the scent blockers else he'd have puked then and there. Jimin's wolf was furious yet gone numb as he watched them. Betrayal sliced deep in his heart. He could imagine anyone else doing this, but not her. The one, he believed, knew his heart better.

Even before he developed feelings for her, she was his friend, wasn't she? If she didn't like him that way, it was okay. Maybe he misread the signs. He was in the wrong. He shouldn't have jumped ahead and imagined all that. But he did ask her if she was seeing anyone and she had answered him she wasn't.

His wolf disagreed. Why would she give him all those signs? Borrowing his jacket and burying her face into the collar, claiming he loved his scent. Telling him she loved smelling like him was certainly not something a friend would say.

Maybe he was still wrong and she didn't mean anything by those words. Jimin took a step backward. Perhaps she didn't tell him because she knew of his hatred for Jun-Myeon.

"You feel so good," Jun-Myeon growled. "Fucking you is the best entertainment this school can provide." He panted as they both caught their breaths. "Why can't you just agree to date me? Why is that Jimin so special, hmm?"

Jimin's blood ran cold, eyes widening. What?

"You won't understand." Na-Ra, his first crush and the omega he wanted to court, made a lewd noise at the back of her throat before throwing her head back with a blissful look on her face as she came.

"What does he have that I don't?"

"My heart." She rolled her eyes and pushed him away. "I love him and I know he likes me too." They began to clean each other.

"Then why do you come to me?" He lit a cigarette, taking a puff and blowing out the smoke in her direction.

She waved a hand with a scowl. "Stop that. He's got a very sensitive nose. He'd think you were bullying me." She rolled her eyes. "And between us, it's just sex and nothing more. You knew that from the start."

"Why? Isn't he good at fucking?" Jun-Myeon snickered. "Is his dick small?" Jimin wanted to punch his face, reshape his jaw and knock off each tooth. "Lemme guess!" He held both his index fingers up, hands extended with a ridiculous grin on his face. "His stroke game is absolutely weak."

Wow!

So much for giving the benefit of doubt.

The apple certainly didn't fall far from the tree. Like mother like daughter. Fucking scums. He ground his jaw so hard that his jaw began to ache.

Na-Ra smacked him at his chest. "I said enough," she growled, grabbing her bag. "He's just old school and isn't interested in hook ups or anything else. He wouldn't even take a hint and kiss. What's wrong in having a little bit of fun? It's not like we are in a relationship or anything. Also, I wouldn't be going to you if I'm getting this from him. Talk shit about him one more time and I won't let you touch me again."

Jun-Myeon made a zipping gesture with his fingers over his mouth. "Same time tomorrow?"

"No. It's Jimin's birthday. We always spend our birthdays together." She shouldered her bag. "Day after tomorrow."

He grabbed her waist, pulling her closer. "Alright. At least gimme a kiss to last until the day after tomorrow."

She laughed, closing the distance between them to kiss him, which quickly turned into a heavy make out session, spilling lewd moans.

Jimin's stomach churned, bile rising in his throat. He pivoted on his heel, hands tightening around the strap of his bag until his knuckles were white.

On his way back to the dorms, he stumbled into Taehyung, the wild wolf of their group. He was everyone's friend and knew everyone. He was also the most promiscuous wolf on the campus. The other liked to sneak around a lot, leave the campus without the school administration's knowledge and get drunk or sometimes hook up.

"Hey, birthday babe!" Taehyung greeted cheerfully and slung an arm around his shoulder. "Wanna start celebrating early?" He wiggled his brows. "There's a new club in town." He leaned closer. "Booze, boobs, asses, anything for you to pick. Consider it a birthday present. What do you say?"

Jimin looked into his eye, watching mischief dancing in them and decided maybe he was just an idiot for staying stuck up on the morals and thinking kissing and fucking should be only between mates.

"I'm in," he said, catching Taehyung by surprise.

That night, Jimin began living recklessly, moving from one omega to another. He got too drunk and lost all semblance of his senses until he blacked out, waking up in a hotel room to a very worried looking face of his father.

"Did she reject you?" his dad asked worriedly. "You could have called me, son. Do you have any idea how worried I was when Taehyung called me? Thank God he called me when he did." He looked livid. "What the hell was that, Jimin? You shouldn't be drinking that much."

Jimin scoffed but said nothing. He took the water bottle his father offered and drank it wordlessly.

"What happened? I thought you wanted to spend your birthday with Na-Ra. I even reserved a private dining room for your date today," his dad said. "What went wrong?"

Jimin glowered. "She's just like her mother, spreading her legs for every mutt out there." His mouth tasted as bitter as he sounded. "I was wrong to think she's the one."

"Jimin?" his father sounded shocked.

"Why dad? Why do you look scandalized? You weren't the one who saw some other guy making her cum and fucking her like a slut against the wall. You weren't the one that had a wakeup call. All omegas are like bitches in heat when they see an alpha, waiting for a knot like whores!" He threw the water bottle with a force that it hit the wall, the plastic cracking and falling on the floor, spilling all its contents. "I swear, dad. I won't fucking give my heart or my knot to those undeserving bunch of holes. There's no one for me. It's gonna be me and my rules from now on."

He threw the sheets off and stormed out of the room with no sense of direction in mind, leaving his dad and a stunned Taehyung in the room. His dad found him a few hours later, bringing him somewhere private for a few days to nurse his heart break and informing others that he was sick.

When he went back, he was a new man. Soon his reputation preceded Taehyung.

Jimin has recovered physically but still several things repulsed him. He laughed when Na-Ra proposed to him and asked him out for the prom before rejecting her and kissing another omega in front of her. The sick satisfaction of her watching him fuck everyone but her was something he relished.

And to this day, Jimin didn't find the one that made his heart race or made him go spellbound as Jin described when he met his omega. No. He just fucked and moved on.

He had absolutely no respect for those who had no morals or used the alphas only for their money or pleasure. There were a very few wolves he respected in general. And that earned him a reputation. His mom detested the man he had become but his dad knew why he became like this.

Jimin knew his dad didn't appreciate his choices or the way of his living. However, he tried to be understanding and said nothing, always covering for him with his mom. He respected his father and couldn't disobey him even if he wanted to.

It was why he set out to meet Jungkook, hoping to find a flaw yet curious to why his dad would approve of him. Now he left the omega's place with even more questions than answers.

For one, he didn't know what came over him and urged him to flirt with him. For two, he didn't know why he almost went feral upon smelling his scent.

It was a miracle he stopped with a kiss. A kiss that resulted in a lingering taste of the omega in his mouth, sweet yet left him wanting for more. What does Jungkook have that the others don't?

Deep down, he thought he knew the answer to that, yet his heart wasn't ready to acknowledge it just yet. No one could be this perfect. There should be at least one flaw. He was going to find out in one way or another.

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One week.

One entire week.

That was how long he hadn't heard from Jungkook. Jimin knew he was the one who gave an option to the omega, but he just didn't expect him to take it.

Jungkook hadn't texted him the next day or the day after. Or on the days after. But that didn't stop him from peering at his phone screen whenever he had the time. His wolf was pouty and sulky to the point the others began to notice.

So his friends had dragged him out for a drink. It had been a while since the six of them came here. Club Elite was exclusive to the purebred wolves from the upper class. With guaranteed privacy, good music, and drinks, this was a place where they could unwind.

The VIP rooms were on the third floor. The patrons could watch the live band through the one-sided glass wall from the ceiling to the floor. They also could have private parties here away from the prying eyes.

"Come on, bro!" Taehyung bumped into his shoulder. "Grumpy is Yoongi Boongi's trademark. Not yours." They sat on the three-seater couch, with Hoseok on the other side. "You're staring at your phone more than you should. That chic is really hot."

There was a new singer in the live band tonight, but Jimin's mind was elsewhere. He nursed his drink, barely sensing the taste. When the six of them got together, the conversations were always full of fun banters and industry gossip.

Today, however, Jimin wasn't listening to any of them. He was lost in his drink, staring at the amber liquid aimlessly.

Did he scare him off with the kiss? Why did he give him the option to walk away? Why was it bothering him so much? Wasn't this what he wanted?

Still, his mind kept returning to the doe-eyed omega and his scent. Why was this affecting him so much? Jungkook wasn't the first omega to turn him down.

Maybe Jungkook was affected by his pheromones when he allowed him to kiss him. He ran a hand over his face. This wasn't helping at all.

He downed the drink and frowned when he saw the bottle they ordered was already empty. He barely had two glasses. Jimin scowled.

"For someone who wanted to break off the engagement, you're too sulky," Yoongi commented.

"You're acting like Hoseok these days," Namjoon added. "At least he has the decency to admit he's gone bad for his beta."

Jimin scowled. "He's in love with his beta but I'm not."

"But this is affecting you more than it should," Yoongi said. "It's okay to admit it's more than just lust."

"It's just lust," Jimin griped. "And frustration. He's a forbidden fruit I cannot touch. Nothing more."

If it was someone else, he'd have shown up at their doorstep with a gift, trying to convince them why dating him was mutually beneficial. But Jungkook wasn't just anyone.

"Jimin-ah, cheer up! Look at all those omegas there." Taehyung pointed at the crowd. "Pick one, fuck, and move on."

"Don't want them." Jimin rolled his eyes, growling in annoyance. "I need another drink." He slammed the glass on the table. "And this conversation is off the table."

"Ah, jeez. Calm your balls, man!" Taehyung griped but hit the button to summon the staff serving them today. "You're behaving as if you're imprinted on him or something."

Huh?

Yoongi lifted a brow at him and Jimin gulped. Imprinting? That too just after a meeting. He didn't even know Jungkook's scent until much later. How could a purebred wolf imprint on a regular wolf? It was unheard of.

Really? Using imprinting and his name in the same sentence. That was the funniest thing he ever heard today.

To imprint, one must feel a deep level of connection and devotion. There has to be some sort of bond between them in the first place. Jimin and Jungkook had neither.

He averted his gaze with a scoff. There was no way he would imprint on anyone. They didn't even fuck. That kiss lasted less than a minute. What was even there to imprint on?

His eyes? Wide and doe-like. He felt his wolf stir at the memory of those eyes staring at him.

Maybe he was just sexually frustrated. It had been a while since he got any. He wasted too much time on Jiseung. Jimin was one person at a time kinda person. He didn't screw around when he was pursuing someone. Maybe he shouldn't have gone too long without sex. That must be the reason he was feeling like this.

Jimin threw his head back, staring at the ceiling, and let his thoughts wander. He wasn't even surprised when Jungkook occupied most of them. His wolf was restless for some reason, itching to go and confront the omega. What was wrong with him?

He is just a regular omega. He couldn't have even taken you properly. Why are you pining after him? he scolded his wolf.

"Jimin-ah, if this is affecting you so much, go and talk to him," Hoseok said. "Maybe your wolf sees something in him."

"I've been telling him to text him for the past two days," Taehyung piped in. "Uncle Park is Jungkook's guardian and he is under your scholarship program now. You have plenty of reasons to talk. Also, the court hearing date is nearing. Just hit him up, bro!"

Jimin sighed. Text him and say what? Why was that omega even taking up too much of his thoughts? It was frustrating and really annoying.

Another omega, Yejun, who Jimin got acquainted a few weeks before meeting Jiseung had been trying to reach him from different numbers, sending him several texts and asking him for another date. But Jimin ignored it all; his wolf was hung on this one omega that shut them out.

If Jungkook was playing hard to get, it was definitely working. If this were some other omega, he'd have gone chasing after them just for the fun of it. The thrill of the chase was something else, but his hands were bound. Jungkook wasn't just any omega.

And maybe his ego and overconfidence were a little bit bruised. Jimin would never admit that aloud. Jungkook was clearly affected by his scent, he saw the way the omega reacted after the mere brush of their lips.

Fuck. I'll never know how he tastes.

Definitely addictive, his wolf suggested.

Curse him for making such a promise. Now, no matter what, he'd have to honor it. Who knew it was going to bite him in the ass. He was too confident that the omega would come back.

Thank God his friends didn't know the depth of his thoughts and how much his wolf craved for this omega. The funny part was that Jimin still wasn't ready to settle. Yet, he had no qualms to risk it for this omega.

What are you doing to me? Why are my thoughts so contradicting so much?

"Your drinks, sir."

Jimin's head shot up, eyes wide and nostrils flaring upon hearing the familiar voice. "Jungkook?"

He didn't mean to call out loud. Jimin didn't even realize the speed at which he straightened at his mere voice. Startled doe eyes, met him, and froze.

He wore a black t-shirt embroidered with the Club Elite logo that was tucked into beige pants. Black face mask covered the lower half of the face and his wavy black hair cascaded around his ears. Five heads whipped up the next instant, all turning to face the omega.

"Mr. Park," Jungkook acknowledged with a deep bow.

Jimin was annoyed that he wore his face mask again. And that the scent blockers were hiding his intoxicating scent from him. But they were in the company of the others.

Get your shit together.

The alpha cleared his throat. "Hope you're well and no one is troubling you." He kept his tone professional with an impassive mask on his face.

"Yes, sir," Jungkook replied almost immediately. The alpha couldn't tell if the omega was smiling. He clasped his hands in the front fingers fidgeting. "Everything is fine."

Is he biting his lip now?

Jimin nodded, feeling awkward as to how to prolong the conversation.

"So, this is Jungkook!" Taehyung joined. Ignoring the death glare Jimin sent his way, his best friend continued, "You're so brave, Jungkook-ssi. Jimin wouldn't stop talking about you."

Jimin elbowed him hard, and Taehyung grunted with a grimace.

"We didn't know you worked here." Jin smiled. "I'm Kim Seokjin. We are all Jimin's best friends."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Kim." Jungkook bowed in greeting. "I work here on weekends."

"It's nice to meet you in person, Jungkook," Yoongi added. "You did great standing up against Jun-Myeon."

"It was nothing, sir."

The tip of the omega's ears turned pink, which was the only indication Jimin got about his emotions. He still remembered how easily Jungkook got flustered and bloomed under praising words.

A deep scowl tugged at that corner of his mouth. It should be his words that flustered the omega. Hoseok nudged him with a knee while Namjoon just acknowledged him with a nod.

"Jungkook-ssi, why don't you bring us the most recommended items from the menu tonight?" Hoseok spoke. "Oh, and one more bottle of this, please."

"Sure, sir. I'll be right back." He bowed before leaving and Jimin's gaze was automatically glued to the omega's back side, trailing down to admire the way those tight beige pants hugged his legs.

"So we are eating here?" Taehyung eyed the side dishes. "I thought we were just snacking."

"I changed my mind," Hoseok said in an easy tone. "I'm quite hungry."

"You just wanted to keep the omega here a bit longer," Taehyung accused. "And give time for Jimin to gather himself because," he drawled and poked Jimin's cheek. "Jimin, really. Remove that scowl from your face. You look like a pouty pup who was denied his favorite candy."

"I do not," he scowled more, but he sounded petulant and couldn't help it. He didn't recognize the person he had become in front of this omega. However, he appreciated the distraction.

The omega hadn't given any indication that made him feel as if he was uninterested. He'd told him that he didn't want to end up in a tabloid.

Is it because of my reputation?

There was no point in talking about it anymore. The omega didn't want him. Jungkook apparently worked here, and Jimin would just treat him like he would treat any other staff. There was nothing more. He sighed.

The rest of the night flew by eventlessly, with everyone engaging in various conversations. Jimin barely touched the food or his third drink, but fortunately, they left him alone for the most part, and he appreciated that.

Soon, they were done. Jin and Namjoon left a hefty tip. Jimin was the last to leave the room. He met the omega's eyes and nodded curtly. His wolf would get over this. Maybe it needed to be pegged down a notch because he was too proud.

"Mr. Park!"

Jimin stopped, not expecting Jungkook to call him or attempt to make a conversation. They were in the hallway that led to the elevators. The loud music inside the club was distant, and the walls muted the vibration of the beats.

The others didn't wait for him, riding the elevator as if he wasn't with them in the first place. He didn't fail to notice Taehyung's smirk as the steel doors closed.

When he turned around, finally seeing Jungkook clearly without his face mask under the bright lights, he noticed the exhaustion in his eyes. The omega pocketed his mask and stared at him intently.

"Jungkook-ssi," he greeted. When he saw him earlier, he didn't attempt to talk or behave as if they were familiar because Jungkook had made his choice, and Jimin had promised to respect his decision.

The omega looked conflicted and shifted in his feet. "About um... the text."

"It's okay, Jungkook-ssi. I did tell you that I'll respect your choice." Jimin forced a smile. He gave him the option to walk out, then why was he bummed out about it? Why did he feel so bitter? He wanted to leave. Why were they even having this conversation in the first place?

"I-It's not that," the omega stuttered.

"You don't owe me an explanation," Jimin said. "It's alright." He inclined his head and whirled around to leave, only to stop when he felt a gentle grip on his suit sleeve.

"Please... Alpha, listen..."

Alpha.

Jimin paused, his wolf going haywire and clawing at his chest. His heart sped up, and he slowly turned, eying the two fingers, pinching his sleeve. He didn't want to stop. He wouldn't have if it were anyone else. But that pleading tone and the word alpha came out of the omega's mouth and held him hostage.

Jungkook let go, looking timid. "It's not what you think," he said again.

"What did I think?" Jimin despised the tone he used. He didn't mean to, and his wolf shrank back when Jungkook flinched. "You didn't text me. I got my answer. What's there to talk about? Are you gonna tell me that you were unable to text me? If so, what stopped you from doing so? It's been a week."

This time, when Jimin closed the distance menacingly and confrontationally, Jungkook didn't flinch or move back. Jimin didn't understand why his wolf was so upset with Jungkook ghosting him for a week. They weren't even together, and Jungkook promised him nothing.

"M-My heat."

It was barely a whisper, but Jimin heard it clearly. His brain took a few seconds to process, and when he did, Jimin grabbed the omega's wrist—marveling his slender and delicate wrist—dragging him into the VIP room they were in earlier.

As soon as they stepped inside, he promptly pushed the omega against the door, crowding his space with a racing heart. Jungkook looked startled and flustered at the same time.

"Your heat?"

Jungkook flushed red. "Y-Your scent..." he whispered. "It triggered my heat that night."

My scent triggered his heat. His alpha howled, and he puffed his chest.

"Were you going to text me?" Jimin asked hopefully, his wolf perked up with his ears upright in attention in his mind.

Jungkook nodded shyly. "I almost did. In the haze of my heat." He bit his lip. "My omega... it um... it wanted our alpha." The last word was whispered breathlessly, like a gust of air ruffling his hair. "I-It wanted you."

Our alpha.

He wanted me to serve him in his heat.

Jimin closed the gap until their chests were touching, faces only inches apart. "Yeah?"

Jungkook slowly blinked up to stare into his eyes. "I deleted your number in a few moments of lucidity I had so I wouldn't embarrass myself. Then, when it was over, I had no way to contact you immediately." He looked down, staring at some spot on his chest. "I was going to ask your dad for your number, but then I saw you here. I was mmph—"

Jimin kissed him. All restraints that were holding him back from kissing the omega senseless then and there snapped, and he gave in to the temptation.

Jungkook gasped, but then moaned beautifully against his mouth. The alpha didn't hold back this time. What if the omega changed his mind later?

He cupped the omega's face with both hands and tilted his head, kissing him deeper. He licked the seam of his lips and plunged his tongue inside to finally taste the omega properly.

Jungkook fisted the front of his shirt, and Jimin relished in the little breathy and gasping moans he let out. Never had he felt this insane urge to ravish someone and ruin them for everyone else.

The omega tried to kiss him back, his movements slightly clumsy, sloppy, and unsure. But he opened his mouth, letting Jimin claim him entirely.

Jimin sucked on his tongue, smiling when Jungkook let out a soft whine in his throat. He never thought kissing someone could be so exhilarating and addictive.

The omega was so pliant, allowing him to take and take. When Jimin pulled back to see Jungkook's face, he felt gobsmacked with what he saw.

Jungkook's eyes were closed, lips parted, and cheeks tinted red. His breathing was erratic, and the omega clung to him like he would fall if he didn't hold too tight. Jimin felt his breath hitch when his eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings before opening. Then he was staring into blueish orbs.

Beautiful.

So beautiful.

"You're mine now," he growled. "I won't let you take it back."

Jungkook shuddered in his arms, eyes falling shut and baring his neck with another soft whine. Jimin's nostrils flared, and the lack of scent was beginning to annoy him.

"Answer me, omega," he growled. "Are you mine?"

Jungkook only whined, baring his neck more.

Jimin ran his nose along his jaw. He pulled back to hold his chin and forced him to face him. "Words, Cherry Blossom. Do you wanna be mine?"

"Y-Yes," the omega stuttered, sounding breathless. "Yours, alpha."

Jimin couldn't help the surge of protectiveness rushed over him. Alpha. He called me his alpha. And in his mouth it sounded so right.

"That's right," he growled possessively. "I'm your alpha." Then, without warning, he bit down on his neck, over where his scent gland was located.

Jungkook let out a surprised yelp, his body going lax as he bared his neck for the alpha. He sucked the skin between his teeth, nipping and kissing. In a matter of seconds, bursts after bursts of Maraschino Cherry washed over the alpha.

Jimin growled, burying his nose into the cherry heaven. "You smell so fucking delicious. Gonna eat you up."

Jungkook hiccuped, releasing a noise that was a mixture of a moan and a whimper.

"You'd love that, wouldn't you?" Jimin lifted his head, eyes blazing as he stared at his omega. "Did you think of me during your heat?" He pulled the omega impossibly closer. "Did you wish it was me instead of your toys?"

Jungkook whimpered, lunging forward to hide his face in Jimin's neck. His scent sweetened, body growing hot under Jimin's palms.

"Is that right?" Jimin teased but sobered when he noticed where they were. "We need to leave," he announced. "Because we need to talk."

Jungkook pulled back and blinked as if he was coming out of his daze. Jimin caressed his cheek, beaming when the omega leaned to his touch.

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Inside the car, Jimin put the much needed distance between them, afraid he wouldn't be able to stop kissing the omega if he were any closer. Jungkook sat in a corner, flushed beautifully red and hands clasped on his lap.

Is it possible to imprint on a regular omega? What are the odds anyway? Why is my wolf reacting strongly to him?

Jimin shoved the thoughts aside as the car stopped at the red light. The crossroads ahead seemed to reflect his inner turmoil perfectly. Which road to take? Should he or should he not?

What lies ahead? He wouldn't know unless he explored the path.

Hoseok once told him that the sub gender didn't matter to his wolf because he cared for the beta more than he did for anyone else. But he'd been pining after that beta for quite some time unlike Jimin, who met Jungkook only once.

Nothing made sense and no one had an explanation as to why he was feeling so dejected this past week when he believed Jungkook rejected him. The relief to learn that wasn't the case was immense and now Jimin had no explanation for why he felt that way.

His wolf, the one usually acted like a prude, high and mighty, demanding respect and obedience, now sat obediently in the corner of his mind, waiting for one simple gesture from the omega. His mind pulled the images of a dog waiting for his ball and Jimin cringed.

The silence stretched between them. Jungkook was practically glued to the door as if he could disappear if possible. Jimin took a deep breath, almost moaning when the sweet Maraschino Cherry entered his nostrils.

They needed to talk. He had to do this. Jimin cleared his throat, wondering where to begin. There were a lot of things to talk at the same time there was nothing. Maybe he should start from the beginning.

"I owe my life to your mom," Jimin started.

Jungkook stiffened, head turning slightly in his direction as he waited. His scent stayed neutral but there was a note of curiosity in it—a light spike of his sweet scent but nothing more.

Talking about the incident wasn't easy and it was a burden he had carried in his heart all these years. However, he didn't want Jungkook to think that was the reason he couldn't say no to this arrangement. He couldn't refuse because he respected his dad so much and believed he never did anything without a reason.

Saying no to his dad wasn't easy. He'd ask why he was rejecting Jungkook and Jimin had no valid answer. Yet.

"It's hard for me to talk about that day. The doctor said the trauma caused my brain to forget the majority of events. But I still clearly remember her face, her voice. Sometimes on nights when I wake up in a cold sweat, it's her voice in my head that calms me down."

The omega went silent entirely and there was a shift in his scent.

"All I remember is that there was smoke and people. I lost my mom somewhere in the crowd." Jimin inhaled. He didn't even open up to his hyungs about all these details but he felt like Jungkook would understand. "I remember being scared. I was crying, calling out for my mom."

Jungkook watched him intently and when Jimin paused to take another breathe; he smelled the calming pheromones emitted by the omega. A soft smile tugged at his lips.

"Then she was there," he said. "She was beautiful and looked so calm. Her smile never faltered. She embraced me. I thought she was my guardian angel, who came to protect me. She took me out of there but by then the fire had gotten worse. "His eyes grew distant as he remembered the day. Fire and smoke were everywhere. Everything around us was collapsing. We were trapped."

Jungkook scooted closer, hesitantly taking his hand between his palms and holding it. "You don't have to say anything." His voice was extremely soft and kind.

"I have to," Jimin said. These were the words he wanted to share with the family of his savior if he ever met them in person. For years, he'd been carrying it inside him. "You lost her and it's something that's been weighing on me for years. She told me, no matter what happened she wouldn't leave me and was going to take me to my mom. She kept telling me to trust her and that she got me. Then all I remember is everything going dark. When I woke up, I was with my mom. I was traumatized and had to go through several therapies. Dad later told me what happened."

Jungkook silently rubbed soothing circles over his knuckles with his thumb.

Jimin hooked a finger under his chin, causing him to look up at him. He searched his eyes for any kind of anger or displeasure but found none. "Did you ever hate me?" he wondered. "Did you ever think you would have had your mom if it wasn't for me? Did you despise me for taking her away from you?"

Jungkook sighed and then smiled. "I don't know her or know what she sounds like," he sounded so delicate. "I was too young to remember. I only have a photo of her but how could you miss someone you don't even know?"

"I'm sorry," Jimin whispered. If it wasn't for him, Jungkook would have had his mother. You lost your mom because of me. Would his life be any different? He didn't know, but it would have been definitely better.

Jungkook shook his head. "It's alright. I didn't even know this until recently. Even then, I have no reason to despise you. She saved you. Holding that against you is like discrediting her sacrifice. She chose to protect you and she did. Even though I don't know her, I'm proud to call her my mom. She was brave. So please don't blame yourself for her death. It's not your fault. It's not my mom's fault either. The situation wasn't something either of you could control. My father didn't blame you either. If he did, he wouldn't have told me to give this a chance."

Jimin nodded, feeling his heart grow lighter. "I still don't understand why dad thinks you're a perfect fit for me." He chuckled, lifting his hand to trace his cheeks. "You're so delicate."

Jungkook smiled. "Am I?"

"Aren't you?" Jimin asked curiously. "You look like you would easily break."

His fingers trailed over his fingers. So delicate. Bony and thin. Suddenly there was that urge to feed the omega and fill his bones. To make him look plump and healthy. To make his skin glow healthy. The direction of his thoughts sent an alarm through his mind.

This time the omega scoffed. "You can't break me."

"It's not as easy as you think." Jimin frowned. "Marrying me is a form of self-punishment. They will look down on you. Starting from my mom." He cupped Jungkook's cheek. "She won't accept you and there are expectations to fulfil as my spouse. I won't be beside you to protect you all the time."

There was no way Jimin would expose him to these so called omega gatherings and high society parties. They would try to find mistakes in everything he did. Jungkook was too pure to understand the way their world worked. Those vultures would tear him down.

Why am I thinking that far?

Jungkook stared at him a moment longer, his scent sweetening and cheeks turning a beautiful shade of pink. His eyes held a shine. Maybe Taehyung was right. He was weak for those eyes.

"You're worried about me," Jungkook stated. "I'm not that easy to break."

Jimin shook his head. "You don't understand. We are different."

"I'm aware." The sweetness in his scent wavered.

"No. You're not," Jimin was adamant. "I'm a purebred. I can be overwhelming. No. I'm overwhelming. It's physically impossible to keep up with me. You can't tame my wolf."

Jungkook blinked. "Why would I want to tame your wolf?"

Jimin opened and closed his mouth without any words forming in his mouth. "Many tried and failed." His eyes narrowed. "You won't be able to handle me. When I'm driven by my instincts, I'm hardly under control. No one has ever been able to put up with me. You can't control me."

Jungkook's frown deepened. "Okay? Is that why you date so many people?"

"Hook ups," Jimin corrected. "Date is just a fancy term others prefer to use. I don't do relationships."

"Are you like this with all of them? Seduce them and taking them out on dates." Jungkook wondered. "Is that what you're trying to do with me?"

"I don't kiss my hook ups."

Jungkook blushed. "I-I didn't m-mean that."

"I don't knot them either," Jimin said just to see the blush intensifying and grinned when it worked like magic.

Jungkook tried to pull back but he wrapped an arm around his middle and pulled him closer. The omega's shoulder bumped into his chest and Jungkook averted his face to hide it from the alpha.

Jimin turned Jungkook's face toward him. "You're blushing too hard, omega," he teased. "Are you sure you can handle me?" He tried to look into Jungkook's eyes but the omega wouldn't meet his gaze. He kept them trained somewhere near Jimin's neck. "Answer me."

"I-I can."

"Marrying me includes a lot of responsibilities." He grabbed the omega's chin, lifting it but still Jungkook wouldn't meet his gaze. "That includes sex," he said. "I'd want regular sex and I really have a high sex drive," he emphasized, relishing the furious blush and sweetening scent with a smug look. "You think you can put up with that, hmm?"

"Y-Yes."

Jimin leaned forward, hardly able to control the wolf that was growling possessively. A rumble rolled out of his chest. "Are you giving me your consent, omega? Careful with your next answer," he warned. "Cos' I won't hold back."

This time Jungkook met his gaze. "I don't want you to." He took a deep breath and glanced away. "I know what I'm doing. I've heard purebred wolves are dominant and authoritative. They're in need of control. So I don't understand why anyone would want to tame you."

It was Jimin's turn to go silent. This omega was unrealistic. He blinked. He couldn't be real. His words were crystal clear though. There was no nervousness in his scent. It was as if he really knew what he was doing.

"I should accept you as who you are," Jungkook continued. He straightened to put some distance between them and Jimin allowed him. "And you have to do that too. I'm an unmated omega and I have some shortcomings because of who I am. We are so different, but aren't emotions and feelings supposed to be similar for us all?" he asked. "Being a purebred doesn't give you any immunity on that department, does it? You can get hurt too."

Jimin chuckled, noticing the omega was spot on. He nodded mutely.

"Mr. Park is kind and compassionate. He stepped into the shoes of a guardian when I had no one. I'd be lost without him. Then I saw you that night. You could have walked away, but you didn't. You didn't know me, but you went out of your way to protect me even after the incident. You took care of our education and security. You got rid of the media and handled the legalities," the omega listed. "That made me think, you would have at least some of Mr. Park's nature."

Jimin hummed. He didn't know what else to say. The alpha often came out as cold and arrogant. Only his close friends and family knew what type of person he was.

"You could have done it because of the goodness of your heart or you had other intentions. But you still did it. You saved two lives and changed our lives for better." He exhaled. "My wolf and I see you as a capable alpha. It's in our nature to feel attracted to you and react to your pheromones. Sometimes I don't have control over my actions and I can't help the way my wolf long for something I can't have yet." He averted his gaze. "You're a handsome alpha and in our eyes you're also our protector. I can't help the way I feel about you."

"Oh." Jimin wanted to say more but he felt spell bound, listening to the omega talk.

Taehyung's words replayed in his mind. He's been through enough in life. A guy like that is stronger than they appear to be. How did he know? He never bothered to ask then, but made a note to ask later.

"I'm aware of the power you hold over me. But there's a condition." He glanced down at his hands on the lap. "I won't be one of your hook ups." He took a deep breath, his features hardening with determination. "I won't let you hurt me with promises you can't keep. If you're able to hurt or break me, know that it's because I allowed you to."

Jimin nodded, fighting the smile that wanted out. Oh, he's feisty. I like that.

"I might be doing this because my dad and Mr. Park wanted me to. And...And I have my reasons, but I refuse to let you use me and discard me later. I've heard all about your promiscuous nature. If we are doing this, you have to promise me that I'll be the only omega in your life. I know I have a lot to learn and I'll never fit in even if I try, but what others say about me doesn't matter. What matters to me are your words and actions. The day you break your promise to me is the day I'll walk out of this arrangement."

Jimin smiled and this time he leaned, Jungkook looked at him expectantly. "I'll promise, but not now," he said. "I'll promise once I'm sure you can really handle me and you don't pass out on me when I'm trying to fuck you."

Jungkook grew red in his face, pushing him away but Jimin pulled him right back.

"Shy? I like that," he said huskily. "While I agree with everything you said, this is unchartered territory for us both, don't you agree? Bet I'm your first kiss and you don't know first thing about taking a knot." He hugged him tighter.

The omega swallowed, but his silence spoke for him.

Jimin buried his face into Jungkook's neck. "How about a trial period, hmm? I'll show you what it would be like to be my mate and then... you can decide."

Jungkook's eyes widened, lips parting. The alpha didn't miss the silent gasp he let out. The omega was sensitive. He loved that. The sounds he could draw from him.

"And obviously that'll involve sex." Jimin grinned. "I have to admit that I wanted to do you right then and there when I met you. You're a catch. Call me shameless, but I'd be a fool not to tap that booty when I have a chance. I go after what I want and now...I want you."

Jungkook made a protesting noise in his throat, but his sweetening scent told him that he was embarrassed but was also slightly aroused. Perhaps his omega was preening to learn that the alpha found them appealing.

"I want you, omega. In any way you'll let me have you. Usually, I don't give such consideration, but you're not just anyone. So I won't purposefully hurt you unless you give me a reason to do so," he warned. "I know this might bite me in the ass later and I really don't want to say what I'm going to say next." Jimin took a deep breath. "You can ask me to stop the car, leave you alone and I'll respect your choice. Nothing will change. I'll be your guardian after my dad and I'll see to that you've everything you need for the rest of your life. No strings attached. But if you do this, I promise I won't look at another while I'm with you; be it a trial period or a marriage. If you agree, I'd wanna possess you. Claim you in every way possible until my wolf is sated. I don't know where that would lead us both. As much as it pains me to say this, the choice is yours."

This time Jungkook lifted his gaze to look at him. A silence settled between them and seconds ticked to minute. Jungkook blinked, his lashes fluttered and nostrils flaring. His voice was calm when he spoke, "I accept." His gaze lowered. "I got nothing to lose right now. I'll only ask you of one thing."

"What is it?"

"Don't give me false hope only to take it away. If your feelings don't change after you had me, you must tell me. If you cannot imagine a future with me, then you should be upright honest with me." He glanced at him again. "Don't give me something to lose and be the reason for it."

Jimin sucked in a breath, eyes glued to the omega's face, reading all the storming emotions behind that brave façade. Jungkook was allowing himself to be vulnerable in front of him. "I promise." He cupped his face with both his hands, all traces of mischief wiped out from his demeanor. "I'll never hurt you intentionally and I won't use you or take this for granted."

Jungkook nodded, taking another deep breath. "Then, that's enough."

Maybe he was walking right into his doom, but looking into those eyes, Jimin decided it was worth it.

You won't regret this, Cherry Blossom. I hope I won't regret this either. 

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"Is there a problem?" Jungkook asked when Jimin finished texting his friends.

The alpha locked the phone and pocketed it with a smile. "My friends. They're wondering why I haven't gotten into your pants yet," he replied with a shrug.

"Oh." The omega's cheeks flushed more as if it wasn't already beet red from their kisses. "Why haven't you?"

Jimin's eyes flashed dangerously. This omega didn't really know what it entailed to be with a purebred wolf, especially a dominant one at that. "Because you're not like the others."

Jungkook's lashes fluttered. "You keep saying that."

"It's the truth. No one has ever made me feel the way you do." Jimin took his hands, admiring the long, delicate fingers. He traced the lines in his palm, running the pad of his fingers over the callouses. "You're nothing like them."

Their hands were always soft unlike yours. He kissed the finger tips, wondering how much the omega suffered in his life. Those callouses spoke of his rough life and hardships he had to endure all this time. There was it again. That surge of protectiveness washing over him and the need to lock the omega away, showering him with all kind of luxuries and ensuring he never worked a day in his life. Ever.

"It's just an attraction," Jungkook murmured. "Maybe your wolf has a liking to my scent."

Jimin huffed. "Trust me, Omega. I've never spend an entire week lamenting over an omega and a possible rejection."

It took him only hours to move on after finding out Na-Ra didn't reciprocate his feelings and thought so little of him. And to Jimin it was his first love. But with Jungkook, he'd mopped and sulked an entire week. He couldn't even think of another, let alone look at them.

Sex had never been an issue for him before. But for some reason, he couldn't entertain even the thought of another omega after Jungkook stumbled into his life. He had no explanation to that whatsoever.

"I'm sorry," a soft voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "I didn't mean to do that."

"Not your fault."

Jimin pulled him tight. At this point, Jungkook was already half sprawled on his lap and still it wasn't enough. Strangely, Jimin didn't want anything else. He just wanted the omega close. Being with him like this alone was enough. Once again a first for the alpha.

"I wish I at least gave you heads up." Jungkook bit his lip. "I didn't know it'd affect you so much."

"I didn't either," Jimin admitted. "In a way, this was needed I guess." He sighed. "It proved what I feel for you is more than I felt for anyone else."

But he needed to be sure before he committed to Jungkook. He had to ensure they were compatible. Jimin couldn't risk his wolf taking over under any circumstances and hurt the omega even accidentally. A purebred omega could handle his wolf but he wasn't sure about Jungkook.

However, he really wanted this to work to the point he didn't know what he would do with himself if it didn't work. How did the others make it work? He wished he could talk to someone.

This trial period was himself and not for Jungkook. Honestly, Jimin thought it was bullshit because he was lying out of his ass. In his heart, he knew a few weeks or a month wouldn't be enough and it was scary. That trial period was laid out for his satisfaction and to have a sense of control over everything when in reality he had no control over any of this.

He was falling fast and hard. Or he had already fallen and it didn't make any sense. Why was Jungkook different? Why would a regular omega with no other special charm have such a hold on him?

Jungkook had nothing to offer him, except for the omega himself. There was no catch. This relationship would be more beneficial to Jungkook than Jimin. But why was he hung up on this omega? He didn't even know anything else other than what others told him. Yet, the week without the omega was hell.

The way he craved for this omega's attention was scary. He tried to stay calm, putting on a strong front. However, he should be at least honest with himself. Letting go of this omega was not a possibility. At least for now.

Am I imprinted on him?

If so, then how? There was no clear cut explanation to how imprint happened but in most known cases; the wolves had known each other for so long before creating that type of bond that lasted forever. A wolf that imprinted on another can never look at another. They stayed loyal even if the other rejected them.

"So should I assume that you're doing this just because your dad told you to," Jungkook asked and Jimin heard the hope in his voice.

"I gave this a chance because of him but I'm pursuing this purely because I want to," Jimin admitted. Talking has never been easy with anyone else not even with his friends sometimes. But Jungkook made it feel easy. Words just poured out even without him intending to do so.

"Good," he said. "Because I'd hate for you to be forced into something like this."

Jimin smiled. "I trust my dad's gut feeling. If he thinks you're a good match to me then there must be a reason. He knows me the best after all. But then I'm also intrigued. You intrigue me, Jeon Jungkook. And I'm determined to see why you have such a hold on me when everyone else before you failed."

The omega's scent bloomed and Jimin buried his nose into his neck, smelling his addictive scent directly from its source.

"What are you doing to me, Omega?"

"I-I don't know." Jungkook's voice was husky.

Jimin nuzzled into his neck and continued to press kisses all over the skin. "I have work early tomorrow," he murmured. "But I want to meet you after."

"Okay," Jungkook whispered.

"I'll pick you up from the restaurant after your shift then?" Jimin pulled back to gaze at his face.

"Um...I don't work there anymore."

Jimin frowned. "You don't?"

Jungkook shrugged. "Mr. Sun fired me because I didn't show up at work."

"You were in heat."

The omega's smile was sad. "It doesn't matter." He glanced down at his lap and began to fidget with the hem of his t-shirt. "We have to deal with it all the time."

"A firm is legally bound to grant heat/rut leaves to all their employees with no pay cut," Jimin stated.

"It doesn't apply to us," Jungkook said softly. "Even if it did, no one follows it. That's why I'm on suppressors."

Jimin's frown deepened. He was aware how powerful purebred alpha pheromones can be but the way it overrode the suppressors only deepened his worry. This was one of the reasons he wanted to see if they were compatible. What if he unintentionally hurt Jungkook? If Jungkook didn't get used to his scent it wouldn't do any good. It could be overwhelming and who knows what would happen?

Just then he felt the car coming to a halt. "We're here," he said. "I'll walk you to the door."

Jungkook immediately straightened, but his face remained a deep shade of red, scent flustered and sweet. They exited the car and the walk to the elevator was silent. The last time they were here was the first time Jimin smelled his scent.

Now Maraschino cherries wrapped around him wonderfully, making him feel as if he was floating. It was a euphoric feeling, one he would compare to the times he got pleasantly buzzed with a strong alcohol in his system.

Was this how his scent supposed to make him feel?

As they rode upstairs, Jimin couldn't take his eyes off the omega. He was beautiful, fresh like a rose. He wanted to devour him but also cherish him like the gem he was. He was indeed a gem. A gem he found in rubble. Or rather a gem his father found for him.

Jimin kept a protective arm on his lower back the entire time they walked down the corridor that led to Jungkook's room. This time when Jimin pulled him for a kiss, there was no hesitation. He dived in and took what he wanted.

Though he'd kissed him almost all their way here, it wasn't enough. Kissing Jungkook was a wonderful experience. It was pleasant and intoxication. It made something bubble in his chest and caused an electrifying sensation all over his skin.

Jungkook's eyes were hooded, lips glistening red when they parted. Jimin wanted more but he just knew the time wasn't right. He needed a bit more time and let it flow naturally. The omega wasn't ready for that yet.

He caressed the omega's cheek with a soft smile. Something he never did before. "I'll see you tomorrow then?"

Jungkook nodded with a shy smile, averting his gaze soon enough as if he couldn't bear to hold eye contact any longer. His scent sweetened even more.

"I'll text you and this time don't delete it, alright?"

Jungkook nodded mutely.

Jimin gripped his hip, pulling him flush against his body. "You're mine, Omega. Remember that. But first, I'm gonna wine and dine you." He pecked his lips. "Gonna take you out on dates and make out."

Jungkook whined softly.

"I don't know where that came from but yeah." He cleared his throat as he pulled back half-heartedly. He wasn't doing this just for Jungkook's sake. It would also give him some time to sort his feelings. "Goodnight, Cherry Blossom."

"Good night, alpha," Jungkook squeaked, shy as ever.

A smile tugged at Jimin's lips. Oh, this is going to be good. He back pedalled, grinning like a lovesick fool, walking that way until his back hit the elevator doors. Jungkook watched him the entire time. He sent a wink and a flying kiss before stepping into the elevator. He caught Jungkook blushing even more as the doors closed.

He was whipped.

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Notes:

Now here's the answer for all your questions and a summary of extra scenes I posted on Patreon. That scenes are not included here since it's really not needed to keep the story flowing. It's only the backstory for those who are interested:

1. Jimin and Jungkook have met before. 

         a) First time was during the mall incident. While they were being rescued, Park Jaehyun and Jeon Jeong-Ho was in the crowd of the victim's relatives. When Jimin was brought out unconscious, Jeong-Ho was there with the pup Jungkook.

        b) Second time is during Jimin's hospitalization. The doctors awake his wolf forcefully to quicken the healing but Jimin's wolf side refuses to relent control. His wolf is confused and frightened as a 7 year old pup. The doctors try several methods to bring Jimin's human side out but nothing works. They try bringing a new born pup's scent, something weaker for the wolf to calm down and bring out his protective instincts but it doesn't work. Jimin is still feral when one month into his treatment, pup Jungkook crawls into his room (his father Jeong-Ho was working as a cleaner in the hospital at that time and the pup escaped when his father was busy at work). Jungkook not only calms Jimin but also brings out his human side (remember they have a 7 year age gap). This is when Jimin's dad Jaehyun realizes that they're imprinted on each other. But the pups are too young to understand imprint and an imprint doesn't necessarily mean mating. They could be just friends, but their bond would be thicker than anyone else. Jaehyun talks to Jeong-Ho but he refuses his help. He says the pups are too young and if they're meant to be, it will be

      c) Third time is when Jimin is 13 years old. He escapes one of the house parties and spends his time at a park. There he sees pup Jungkook being bullied and saves him. Jungkook's knee is scraped from how the bullies pushed him down from the swing. He's around five or six when that happens. Jimin first smells light notes of Maraschino Cherry on him and calls him Cherry Blossom as he tends him. Jimin gifts Jungkook a bunny plush before leaving. Jungkook's father realizes that Jaehyun was right about the imprint. He promises that when they're adults he would make sure the two of them meet at least once. If they're meant to be, it will be. 

Here's an excerpt I posted on Twitter:

Once done he put the cute band aid and smiled at the pup. "There you go. All done."

However, the pup's attention was on something else or rather somewhere. His lips were jutted out and pulled into a deep frown.

"What is it, pup?" he asked curiously.

"Hyungie hurt," the pup pointed.

It was only then Jimin noticed his bleeding back hand. He vaguely remembered one of the pup's teeth cutting through his skin when he punched him. It didn't hurt and he'd had worse.

Before he could reassure him, however, the pup grabbed a cotton ball and began to dab it on his injury, mimicking his earlier moves. A little bit clumsy but determined. Jimin's smile was warm as he gazed at the pup. He ruffled his fluffy hair with his free hand.

"It's alright, Cherry Blossom. Hyung is fine."

2. Jimin and Jungkook don't remember their previous meetings.

 They were too young to remember. Jimin used to talk about the doe eyed pup but he is just an adorable pup in his mind. Jaehyun too forgets until he witnesses Jimin reacting to the scent of Maraschino Cherry but doesn't say anything because he wants them to figure it out themselves.  

A/N: Some things were purposefully hidden in earlier parts to maintain the suspense factor and I only left some crumbs here and there. Hope now this backstory would help you understand why Jimin reacted to his scent and photo the way he did.

A reader summarized it beautifully: Now it makes sense why JM reacted to JK's photo when his dad informed him about the arrange marriage, his wolf probably recognized the doe-eyes. Now we know why neither of their wolves have shared their ruts and heats with another wolf and why JM has been reluctant to knot any of his partners and why he moved so easily from Na-Ra after heartbreak but didn't do the same when he thought JK rejected him.

Jimin's wolf recognizes Jungkook's wolf, but they both don't remember each other because they were too young. Jimin's father forgot about the imprint, but his desire to have Jungkook as his son in law drove him to take that decision, but he remembers it after seeing the way Jimin reacted to Jungkook's scent. That's why he was so laid back with everything. He knows Jimin would find his way back to Jungkook and vice versa.

These extra scenes are not important for the story to move on. These exist only for readers who are interested to read the back story and want a bit more details behind the scenes. It's not included because it would drag the story flow and take attention away from the main story. These scenes are only available for Patreon members.

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Attorney Kim had a beautiful family. That was Jimin's first thought when he first met them. His mate Myung and the six-year-old pup were lively and chatty. They arrived on time and greeted Jimin with a warm smile.

Jimin recognized Myung immediately. Myung was one of the famous attorneys who dealt with Family law and had been on TVs for standing up for regular omegas and the least fortunate in the court. And Myung had a reputation of never losing a case before. If he wasn't wrong, Myung worked in the same office as Attorney Kim.

Booking a reservation for them was an impulsive decision, but one he thought had to be done. The moment Taehyung informed him that the bright attorney was mated to a regular omega; he knew he had to talk to them. What better option than seeing them together?

Attorney Kim could hide a few things about their relationship if they talked alone but Jimin needed to see them with his own eyes to see how it worked. Half an hour into the lunch, Jimin had to inhale at least twice to confirm Myung was indeed a regular omega.

They were just like his parents—intimate and loving. Attorney Kim's attention was on his mate the entire time. As Myung fed their pup first, barely eating anything, Attorney Kim paused eating to feed his omega mate.

Jimin watched their interaction intently, wheels turning in his head. Once done, Myung excused himself with their pup to the bathroom. Attorney Kim squeezed Myung's hand with a smile and Jimin noticed some sort of understanding pass through their gazes.

"Now tell me, Jimin-ssi." Attorney Kim turned his attention to Jimin with a bright smile. "What did you want to talk about?" He pulled his plate toward him and began to cut his meat patiently, popping a piece into his mouth.

Jimin exhaled. "My dad wants me to marry Jungkook."

Attorney Kim hummed. "What about you? What do you want?" He spooned some rice, chewing the meat as he glanced up at Jimin.

"I like him and I want him," Jimin said. "I haven't felt this way around anyone before. Jungkook is independent and self-assured. My wolf respects him and finds his strength attractive." He sat back, pushing back the half-eaten plate. "I'm drawn to him for reasons I can't explain."

"And it bothers you that he's a regular omega," the attorney stated with an understanding grin.

Jimin nodded. "Jungkook isn't just any omega." He tapped his fingers on the table, unable to decide how much he should reveal. "He's not like the others. I can't afford to hurt him."

"Your dad is his legal guardian." Attorney Kim ate another piece of meat, chewing it slowly. "My office processed the papers for him and we took care of all the legalities."

Jimin exhaled loudly. "I'm sitting in front of you because his mother saved my life when I was seven. She died that day." Attorney Kim stopped chewing, brows pulled into a frown. "That's not the only reason. I genuinely like him and my wolf goes crazy around him, because of him. I've never felt this way around anyone else. It is nothing like those passing flings or crushes I've experienced. Trust me, I've dated enough people yet no one has ever made me feel this way. When it comes to him...I just..."

"Want to claim him, possess him, have him in any way possible," Attorney Kim completed and Jimin's shoulder drooped. "Have you considered if your wolf might have been imprinted on him?"

"I haven't known him for that long." There was defeat in Jimin's voice.

That one week without Jungkook and the way he reacted after meeting him made him realize a lot. So Jimin wasn't going to let his pride and ego get in the way. He knew what he wanted and he wanted Jungkook.

Attorney Kim resumed eating. "Time isn't a factor when it comes to imprinting. It's a way your wolf identifies a potential partner. Imprinting also doesn't always mean that you have to mate more than a person. You could be good friends."

"I want to be more than his friend. I want everything he can offer," Jimin's reply was immediate.

Just friendship alone wasn't enough. There was that surge of possessiveness again. He couldn't stomach the thought of Jungkook looking at anyone else the way he looked at Jimin. He wanted to be the only one in Jungkook's life and be the reason for his smiles. He wanted to be the only one Jungkook addressed as his alpha.

"Then that's settled." Attorney Kim beamed.

"You make it sound so simple," Jimin mumbled.

"Is it not?" The attorney's smile did not waver.

"That's why I'm here."

Attorney Kim reached for water. "Jimin-ssi, you don't have to make this complicated. Just look at the things as they are. You like this omega and that's all there is to it."

"Just Jimin please. And I have a lot of questions. What happens if it's too much? You would know better than anyone. Marriage life is more than just getting acquainted." Jimin sighed and crossed his legs.

There was no point in beating around the bush. First and foremost Attorney Kim was bound by client confidentiality. This could be considered as his client's needs right?

"I'll be honest with you. Our ruts are intense and our wolves are insatiable. Regular omegas are more delicate than the purebred ones. How could they even handle us?" he asked. "Please be honest. I cannot lead him on if there's no future for us."

Attorney Kim laughed out loud. The sound of his laughter echoed around the small room. "Call me hyung," he said. "You're worrying for nothing, Jimin." He went back to food as if Jimin wasn't discussing his life crisis with him. Maybe it wasn't a crisis. "When you care for someone deeply, you can't hurt him, not even by accident."

That made sense. "How did you manage?" Jimin had to know everything. "Tell me how you both met and fell in love."

Attorney Kim smiled. "We met in college. It wasn't love at first sight. He was there on scholarship and got ridiculed a lot for his status. Like you, I was attracted to his strength. No matter what, every day he'd come back with his head held up, back straight. And he was the top of our class." There was admiration in his voice. "At first, he rejected my advances but I was persistent. I'd bring him courting gifts and I was sincere. Others laughed at me and would tell me to find someone better, but I already found the better one. I just had to make him see it. Eventually, he gave in and here we are. Twelve years and counting. When you love someone, Jimin, you truly care for them. Their wellness becomes your priority. Their happiness becomes yours. You'd do anything to see them smile." He sat back, putting down the cutlery to wipe his mouth with a napkin. "Your wolf will adjust to accommodate your mate's needs."

"I thought it was rare," Jimin mumbled, processing all the information. He made it sound so easy but they were together for twelve years. He could tell it wasn't as easy as it sounded. They must have worked really hard to get there. "It sounds complicated."

"It is complicated if you make it complicated." Attorney Kim smiled. "Every relationship needs work. You learn something new every day. You make mistakes. You fight and you laugh together. It's all about powering through it, willing to spend the good and bad days with your mate no matter which direction you're headed."

Jimin nodded in understanding.

"To answer your questions about ruts and heats, once you mate and your wolves bind themselves to each other, your bodies will adapt to fulfill each other's needs physically and emotionally. The experience might differ from one pair to another but you'll get there with time, patience and hard work," Attorney Kim continued.

Jimin understood and he found a new found assurance.

"Just remember, it's a problem only if you think it is a problem," Attorney Kim added. "Approach this as you would approach any other relationship with a purebred wolf. Their natural status requires some adjustments and sacrifices, but nothing is impossible. Emotions and feelings are the same to everyone just like the color of our blood. Follow your heart."

Jimin nodded, his expression clearing. "Thank you, Attorney Kim. I didn't know I needed this."

"Anytime." Attorney Kim checked the time on his watch and stood. "I have to go now. Thank you for the lunch, Jimin. We came here for our anniversary last year and couldn't get time after that. He wouldn't stop raving about the food and I'm glad I could bring him here today. All thanks to you."

Jimin stood, extending his hand to the attorney to shake. "Thank you for taking some time off for this. I'll keep what you said in mind."

"Our court date is coming up. I'll be in touch." They shook hands and Attorney Kim squeezed his hand gently. "You got this. Show him that you're sincere. I have a feeling that a bond has already formed between you both. I can see it in the way you talk about him. Nurture it."

"I will," he replied. "Thanks hyung."

Jimin walked him out to where his mate and pup were waiting. He thanked them and sent them off with a smile. His heart felt lighter. There was no doubt in his mind anymore. The attorney was right. Every relationship required work and it wasn't an easy walk in the park.

Even now, his dad kept a day aside in a week for his mom. That day his dad refused to look at anything work related unless something was on fire and spent time with his mom. They still argued but his dad said it's a healthy way of relationship. While he understood none of it, Jimin knew he'd get there when the time came. For now, he at least had the clarity he desired.

He watched as Attorney Kim's car pulled away from the driveway. His pup excitedly waved at Jimin. A purebred alpha pup, he noted. Nature worked in different ways.

So it is possible. The proof was right in front of his eyes. I don't have to hold back anymore.

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Jungkook couldn't believe Jimin was lying in his bed casually browsing through the movies list.

"I have a busy week and you're busy too. Thought I'd bring the date to you," Jimin had said when he showed up at his doorstep. The alpha had ditched the suit jacket that made him look so intimidating to roll his shirt sleeves to his elbows before dropping on a chair with a huff. "I brought snacks."

"Thanks." Jungkook beamed, accepting it with a shy smile and putting it on a table.

"You don't have an early class tomorrow. So I thought we could just chill and have a beer. It's been a while since I had one," Jimin said. "You look cute by the way. A bit exhausted but cute. How was your day?"

"Good." Jungkook sat on the other chair, opening the snacks. "Uneventful. How was yours?"

"Busy but productive," Jimin answered with that dashing smile that caused his heart to flip in his chest.

When they were on the bed, watching a movie playing on Jimin's laptop, the alpha pulled him into his embrace, brushing his nose over his scent gland and making him shiver in delight. Jungkook naturally melted into the kiss, allowing the alpha to deepen the kiss and taste his mouth.

His head grew dizzy with the alpha's intoxicating scent washing over him. And they made out with the movie becoming a white noise in the background.

Later when the alpha left sometime around midnight, Jungkook sent him with a shy wave and reddened cheeks with equally red, swollen lips that were thoroughly ravished by the alpha.

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Jimin showed up exactly fifteen minutes later at his doorstep with a bouquet of roses. "Hey Cherry Blossom, I missed you so much." And before Jungkook could even register what was going on, Jimin had captured his lips in a searing kiss.

The hollers and whistles of his two friends Kwan and Duri fell into deaf ears. Jungkook held onto the alpha's shoulder as he devoured his mouth. The omega could only moan as the alpha sucked on his tongue before pulling back with a peck on his lips.

"I gotta leave," Jimin whispered against his mouth. "Will you miss me too, omega?"

Jungkook's heart did a happy dance and a blush coated his cheeks. "Yes, I'll miss you," he replied, resting his forehead against Jimin's.

"Wish I could spend more time with you but these meetings were scheduled months ago. I can't postpone it even if that's all I want," Jimin lamented. "I'm gonna come back and spend as much time with you as possible."

Jungkook could only nod, warmth filling his chest at the thought of spending more time with his alpha. This didn't feel like it was a trial period. If Jimin was trying to seduce him with his charms it was working.

"So what do you want when I get back?" Jimin asked. "Send me your wish list and I'll be sure to get the things for you."

"Just you," Jungkook whispered, meeting Jimin's intense gaze. "Come back safely to me."

A dazzling smile lit the alpha's features. "I will." He kissed him, chaste and gentle, following it up with a few more consecutive kisses. "Attorney Kim will take care of the court hearing and everything associated with it. I've made necessary arrangements for you and your friend. Our driver will be here to transport you." He caressed his cheek. "I wish I was here. I'm sorry I'm sending you alone."

Jungkook shrugged. "It's okay. I'm a big boy. You've already done a lot."

Jimin nodded, kissing him one last time. "Be safe. I'll talk to you whenever I can."

"Okay. Take care."

"You too, Cherry Blossom."

With that, Jimin pulled back, waving a hand at him and inclining his head toward Jungkook's friends. Then he was walking back to the elevator, their gazes locked until the doors closed.

"That was one hell of a kiss," Kwan giggled. "Damn, bro. Your alpha is hot!"

Jungkook blushed several shades deep, ears burning under all the attention of his two best friends.

"And he seems genuine," Duri commented. "The way he kept caressing your cheek. I don't think he'd do that if he's dating you only for sex. He must really care for you."

"Agreed," Kwan piped in. "He is sincere and he means every word. He's also super whipped. Like a smitten kitten," he gushed. "The way he couldn't avert his eyes even for a second and how his scent sweetened around you. I didn't sense a hint of arousal or lust. It was all fluffy. That's why I'm sure his liking toward you isn't just physical."

"They're both smitten. Didn't you notice how our Jungkookie just got all mushy in front of him. His scent was so sweet that I thought he was melting into goo," Duri quipped. "And that nickname gosh..." He squealed. "When were you gonna share this with us?" He bummed to his side, wiggling his brows.

"We're getting late for our classes," Jungkook quickly recalled, realizing they'd be pulling his legs all day today.

But wasn't this a part of fun in dating? Even when his face was flaming, his heart fluttered whenever his friends teased. He was secretly enjoying it as much as they did.

"Fine! But we are not done yet," Duri warned and soon they were off to classes, Jungkook visibly lost in the memory of the kiss that stole his breath away.

If his friends noticed the way he touched his lips while riding the bus, smiling to himself and his scent sweetening more, no one breathed a word. Duri and Kwan giggled to themselves, speaking in hushed voices as they observed him, letting him daydream about his alpha as they should.

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The court hearing date came sooner than expected. The days leading up to the hearing date had been busy. There were just too many legal formalities to fulfill. If anyone asked Jungkook, he didn't know how he managed to juggle his classes, work and this. It felt as if he was running from one thing to the other constantly.

True to Jimin's words, he was extremely busy. He called and texted every day. But they couldn't meet. Jungkook missed the alpha dearly. Jimin had to fly to Japan two days ago for a business emergency and as much as he tried to be here, he couldn't come.

Jimin had already texted him in the morning, wishing him all the best and telling him that Attorney Kim would handle everything and he didn't have anything to worry about. The alpha cared a lot about him and that meant a lot to the omega. There were no empty words when it came to him.

Jungkook could feel the alpha's sincerity through his words and actions. By now, he was sure even if their relationship didn't work out, it'd be an amicable decision. His omega was elated that the alpha appreciated their hardworking nature and never looked down on them or commented on their preference to work multiple jobs that were beneath the alpha's level.

The attorney requested a suitable time to meet but due to Jungkook and Kwan's tight academic and work schedule, they could only talk over a phone call. This morning, Mr. Park's driver arrived at his dorm to transport them to the court.

He has never been here before. Hell, he has never been to a police station in his life. Mr. Park had a policeman come over to take their statements and didn't allow them to go there. Then one day his driver came over to accompany them to the prosecutor's office discreetly. That was all.

Jungkook felt his insides twist with nervousness as they neared the court building that loomed tall and intimidating. Oh, how much he wished his dad was here. He would have held his hand and told him it was going to be alright.

At least Kwan was here with his alpha and he wasn't all alone. It was in such situations, he really felt the loneliness kick in and realized how he had no one else in this world he could call his own.

Kwan stayed overnight, knowing how anxious Jungkook could get on such days. In the morning, Si-woo brought pancakes and chocolate drinks telling them they needed something sweet to cheer them up on such a stressful day. Jungkook was grateful for his presence. Si-woo was on his way to become a big brother figure in his life. He was a good alpha.

Once they had their fill, Si-woo went on to scent his boyfriend to his heart's content. That was when Jungkook realized how much he missed seeing Jimin and having his scent around him even though they met only a handful of times.

Kwan's alpha Si-woo had volunteered to accompany them to the court as a moral support. Jungkook could tell Kwan's relationship was flourishing since that incident with Jun-Myeon. They have gotten closer than ever and Kwan has been spending more time with his alpha. Even now, they sat closer in the backseat, hands intertwined and Kwan smelled heavily of Si-woo.

Jungkook wondered what it'd feel like to wear Jimin's scent like that. Would Jimin appreciate that? Though Jimin had scented him briefly, they weren't at that stage yet. Yes, they kissed and made out but scenting was considered far more intimate than kissing. It was how two wolves bonded and claimed the other.

Carrying one's scent was one thing. It was like using perfume. But rubbing over one's scent gland to embed their scent deeper was something else. Would Jimin agree to scent his clothes for him? What if he wanted to keep their relationship private?

What am I thinking? I told him I didn't want to end up in a tabloid and he promised. If I wear his scent then everyone who knows Jimin would know the nature of our relationship.

Yet, he couldn't help the longing that filled his chest. It was the wolf's doing. He didn't understand why his wolf was so taken with the alpha. A part of him wanted to know what it felt like to walk around as a taken omega. Would that change how the others looked at him? Would he feel different about it?

He sighed, inhaling the fading scent of Mr. Park in his t-shirt.The old man hasn't stopped to visit him in a while and this was the last of the clothing that held his scent.

Would it be a bother to ask him to stop by just to scent a few clothes? Or he could ask one of his friend's brother or dad to scent a few items for him.

As Jungkook sat lost in his conflicting thoughts, the car came to a smooth stop and two men in formal suits jogged toward the door. When one of them bent to the window level, Jungkook recognized him as the attorney. They immediately exited the vehicle.

Attorney Kim greeted him, Kwan and Kwan's alpha Si-woo at the parking lot. "Good morning, gentlemen. This is my attorney Choi In-Su. He's assisting me with this case."

"Hello," Jungkook greeted, bowing at him and In-Su bowed, returning the greeting with a professional smile.

"Hello, I'm Kwan." Kwan bowed with a smile. "And this is my alpha, Si-woo."

"Nice to meet you, Jungkook-ssi, Kwan-ssi and Si-woo-ssi. Shall we head inside?" In-Su asked. "We have enough time to grab a cup of coffee."

"Sure," Si-woo said.

Attorney Kim grinned. "Hope you had your morning caffeine. You'll need it." He led them inside through a different entrance. "The media is here as it's one of the high profile cases. Though we have legal protection against them using your real names or photos, Jimin-ssi has given strict orders to keep you both away from their prying eyes," he explained. "Do not talk to anyone in my absence. One of us will be with you all the time. They could be anywhere and could approach you under the disguise of a civilian and try to get some kind of information. We have to be careful."

Jungkook and Kwan nodded in understanding. They made it to the cafeteria without much of a hassle. Attorney Kim ordered them all refreshments and sat them down.

The attorney produced some documents from his briefcase. "Here are the documents you need to sign as we discussed. I hope you both remember our conversation from last night."

"Yes," Jungkook replied.

Si-woo quickly read through the documents and nodded so they could sign. Once they did, attorney Kim walked them both through the entire process and trained them on how to answer the expected questions.

"We do," both said in unison.

"You have nothing to worry about. I and In-Su will be with you the entire time. The public prosecutor will lead the case as this is a criminal offense but you have our legal counsel nonetheless," Attorney Kim continued.

"Thank you." Jungkook bowed.

"It's my job." Attorney Kim grinned. "Jungkook-ssi, Kwan-ssi, you're both so brave. Representing you is my pleasure and don't forget I'm getting paid decently for this." He winked. Suddenly he saw someone behind them and waved. Jungkook turned his head to see a pregnant omega in an attorney's attire approaching them with a wide smile.

Attorney Kim jumped to his feet to greet this newcomer. "Hey, sweetheart, how was your morning?" He kissed the other attorney's cheek and the way his scent bloomed around them told Jungkook that this must be his mate. "Does your back hurt?" he inquired with concern but he was already rubbing his lower back.

Something warm rushed to Jungkook's chest, watching their interaction. The love they had for each other was so evident and Myung was such a beautiful, confident omega. An ideal omega.

"I'm good," the newcomer smiled, pecking his lips. "Am I interrupting?" He glanced curiously at the others. "I just got out of a hearing and needed something to lift my spirits."

"Absolutely not." Attorney Kim turned toward them. "This is Jimin-ssi's omega Jungkook and that's his friend Kwan and his alpha Siwoo. They're here for a hearing. Guys, this is my husband, Myung. You might have seen him on TV. He's so popular among you guys unlike me."

The way pride surged through Attorney Kim's voice told him how proud he was of his mate.

"You guys talk. Let me fetch a drink for my beloved." The attorney turned to peck Myung's lips before hurrying away.

"Yongsun is endearing," Myung chirped before turning to face them fully. "I'm Attorney Jo Myung. Nice to meet you all."

Jungkook stood to greet Myung. His cheeks flared at the attorney's introduction. How many people know of their courting? Was it okay to say it publicly? Jimin must have told him otherwise how else would Attorney Kim know that?

"I'm Jeon Jungkook. This is my best friend Ha Kwan and his alpha Kang Si-woo," he introduced. The others also stood, ready to greet Myung.

Myung extended a hand to shake. "Jungkook-ssi, I've heard a lot about you from my mate. Yongsun only has good things to talk about you and congratulations on your courting."

As Jungkook shook his hand, something struck him. Myung was a regular omega. Just like me. He glanced at Attorney Kim Yongsun. He's a purebred alpha. Myung seemed to understand his line of thoughts because he squeezed his hand gently before turning to greet Kwan and Si-woo.

"Honey, drink this first. Why are you still standing? Didn't the doctor say you should rest your feet?" Attorney Kim returned with Myung's drink and began to fuss over him.

To Jungkook who rarely got to witness something like that, it was definitely refreshing.

"I like it when omegas don't let their sub gender and these societal norms don't restrain them from doing what they want," Myung told him later, when they were walking to the courtroom. "You being here today tell me a lot of things and Yongsun told me you agreed to cooperate with the investigation even before Jimin-ssi began courting you. And that you fought against a purebred alpha all alone before your alpha arrived."

Jungkook's cheek stung at the unexpected praise. "It is the right thing to do. I was just trying to protect my friend."

"You followed your heart, Jungkook-ssi," Myung said without missing a beat. "And don't downplay your bravery. You're a strong omega even if you don't wish to admit it."

Jungkook blushed. "I'm really not but thank you."

"So humble. I see why Jimin-ssi is attracted to you."

Jungkook's heart fluttered. "H-How do you know? I-I mean... I didn't think he would already talk about me to the others."

Myung's boots clacked against the marble floor, creating a rhythmic sound. "He met us for lunch the other day and was curious about our mating. Jimin-ssi is kind and considerate as opposed to his public reputation."

"He is." Jungkook felt a rush of warmth again. Jimin must really care for him if he talked about it with someone who has already mated a regular omega. "He was concerned about it since day one," he said softly. "To be honest, I don't know anything about it either." He glanced at Myung's baby bump. "But now that I saw you both, I have a feeling it'll be alright."

Myung beamed, his caramel scent sweetening a little. "You're quite fond of him, I see. The change in your tone tells me more than I should know."

Was it? Jungkook didn't know. What tone did he use?

"Don't worry, Jungkook-ssi. A purebred alpha isn't easy to handle, but with time and patience you both will get there. They could be a bit too much in every department, but remember we are beings governed by emotions and feelings. Those things don't have a gender or a class difference," Myung said. "My advice for you would be to be honest with your feelings all the time and keep your communication open. Tell him if something overwhelms you. Everything is about adjustment and sex doesn't have to be fearsome." He lowered his voice, covering his mouth with a hand as he leaned forward. "They're extra big, but nothing we can't take. Just get him to go slow and gentle until your body has adjusted and you will be fine."

Oh.

Jungkook blushed several shades and covered his cheeks, afraid anyone else would notice. He hasn't even thought that far even when Jimin has mentioned their trial period would involve sex. And he definitely didn't expect Myung to be open and honest about it.

Myung nudged him with a wink. "Come on, we all know that's involved in a relationship. But if you guys do decide to make it serious in the future, you know it's possible. They will say we are less fertile. Don't let that mislead you. Look at me, people told me I can't conceive and we are incompatible but we are on baby number two. And one more thing, don't let them hurry the process either. Yongsun waited five years until I was ready to bear a pup."

"Yongsun-ssi sounds like a wonderful mate," Jungkook said admiringly.

"And a wonderful father," Myung replied with a genuine smile. He was handsome with flawless, dewy skin. The glow of pregnancy looked good on him and the way he carried himself with confidence impressed Jungkook.

"You're amazing too," Jungkook gushed. "And inspiring. I haven't met many like you." He wished to gain that sort of confidence someday. Several people greeted Myung on their way and it appeared he was well respected among his peers. The omega realized he knew nothing about the other.

Myung put a hand on his lower back, patting gently. "You're amazing too. You have that potential, Jungkook-ssi. Just use the opportunities that come your way as a stepping stone and don't lose sight of your goal. And always have a goal. A life without a goal is a life without purpose."

"A purpose?" He never thought that far. As they talked, Jungkook realized they had fallen behind the others. But they still had ample time before the hearing started. "All these years I only cared about surviving just another day," he confessed. "I decided to learn accounting because it's easy to get a job with that knowledge. And I hoped I'd be able to support my dad. But now things are different and I still don't know what I want."

With his tuition and accommodation now covered, he didn't have to worry about his sponsorship or other things. He didn't have to live from one loan deadline to the other. So honestly, he felt a bit lost at the moment.

He still worked in fear of losing everything and not having anything to himself if something like that happened. Or just waking up one day and being told it was all a dream. It wasn't easy to change a deeply rooted fear like that.

"It's okay to not know what you want, you know?" Myung's voice was gentle and understanding. "You're still young and have time to decide that. For now, focus on what's important and just go with the flow. This legal stuff could be stressful but you have the Park family behind you. You have nothing to fear but be mindful of the ones around them, especially the cunning and manipulative ones." His friendly tone suddenly changed and Jungkook smelled the light bitter notes under the pleasant milky scent that emanated from him.

He glanced at the omega and followed his line of sight with a frown. Only to pause when he saw a stunningly gorgeous omega standing at the doorway of the courtroom they were heading to.

"I'd watch out for people like her if I were you," Myung murmured, shoulders stiffening and spine going ramrod straight. In front of them, Attorney Kim paused as if he sensed the change in his mate's mood.

Shin Na-Ra, CEO of Shin Cosmetics. Most importantly, Jimin's first love and the one, who still chased him.

A competition.

He mimicked Myung's posture, eyes narrowing a little and features hardening. Thankfully, his scent was muted by his scent blocking tea and he had taken extra care in dressing since he would be in the presence of Jimin's people. He wore his new favorite yellow long-sleeved t-shirt and blue jeans that hugged his shapely thighs.

As he walked toward her, his gaze scanned her from top to toe discreetly. Shin Na-Ra looked expensive just like her brand. She was dressed to nine in an executive blazer, looking sophisticated and elegant, something he lacked. Her hair was long, smooth and silky, reaching her waist. She had let it down to lay over her shoulders and back in soft waves.

Sharp eyes that held many secrets glanced his way and he stiffened involuntarily. They were shortly joined by Attorney Kim, Kwan and Si-woo, who were walking ahead and stopped to wait for them.

His best friend sidled up with him, hooking a hand on his elbow. Si-woo's hoodie fell on Kwan's mid-thighs, drowning him. "Is that her?" he whispered, looking elsewhere. "It must be her. I've seen her in the tabloids before."

Jungkook hummed in response but said nothing more.

"Plastic face," Kwan replied with a scoff. Si-woo took hold of Kwan's free arm, walking side by side. "Show her who has the man here."

"Not now," Jungkook whispered and soon they were in ear shot.

A sweet floral punch like roses reached him first. As he inhaled more, his wolf shifting uncomfortably inside him, he smelled the citrusy edge with a slight earthy, musky undertone. Magnolia, his mind supplied. That refreshing scent made her appear harmless, but her eyes and posture told a different story.

This was a woman, who was cunning and manipulative. She must be so used to getting her way and using people the way she wanted. Jungkook knew her kind. He didn't know if others saw it, but he'd met enough upper class people and worked with many to know how they behaved. And she was someone he'd stay away from. Her kind wasn't easily satisfied and always found fault in everything others did.

"Attorney Kim," Na-Ra greeted, voice a bit high-pitched as if she's faking the politeness and smile on her soft pink lips unnecessarily saccharine sweet. "I've been waiting for you. Jimin has been quite busy lately but I thought I'll come in his stead."

And do what?

He also noticed that she didn't acknowledge Myung even when he stood right there. It told him what kind of person she was.

"Hello, Ms. Shin, you didn't have to be here," Attorney Kim countered smoothly. "This case has no connection with you. Hence your presence is not required. A busy woman like you shouldn't waste your time on unnecessary things like this." He kept his arm wrapped around his mate the entire time.

Her smile turned extra sweet. "I know. I just wanted to support my best friend." Her gaze shifted to him. "So you must be the students who came forward to support our Jimin."

Our Jimin?

Jungkook straightened, meeting her gaze. "Jeon Jungkook," he said, inclining his head. Usually he would have bowed in greeting. That was what one did to show respect to another. But she wasn't just anyone. His wolf already pinned her as a threat and bristled as her pheromones surrounded them.

His friend stepped beside him. "I'm Ha Kwan and this is my alpha."

"Oh."

Her smile fell when Kwan too refused to bow in greeting. Jungkook saw that she didn't miss a thing. Her nostrils flared as if she was trying to take in his scent. She would smell nothing except for the remnants of forest scent left by Jimin's dad. Maybe that was what caused that emotion to flash in her eyes.

Na-Ra's gaze fell on Kwan but didn't stay longer. It was back on him. They stared at each other for a moment longer, none breaking eye contact first. Her scent spiked at the challenge but Jungkook didn't feel intimidated. Not in the slightest. This was the competition.

Show her who has the man here.

"You're quite brave," she commented, wetting her lips. "And you have beautiful eyes."

"Thank you," Jungkook replied, keeping his tone calm and respectful.

"Is Mr. Park here?" she asked, breaking eye contact and glancing around.

"No, Ms. Shin. We didn't see him on our way here," Attorney Kim said.

"I thought I caught a whiff of his scent." She didn't stop looking around.

Of course you smelled it on me but your pea brain hasn't connected the dots because you think I'm far beneath your rank and someone like Mr. Park wouldn't want to do anything with me.

"We already have Jimin's statement. Besides today it's their turn to give their statements in front of the jury," Attorney Kim replied. "He hasn't mentioned anything to us about being here today."

"Right." She straightened. "Why would he be here?" Her laugh sounded like mocking in his ears. There was a smug look on her face. "There's no one important here that has to spare his precious time to be here. I must be mistaken because his scent quite compliments nature."

Jungkook suppressed the urge to roll his eyes and leaned into Kwan but didn't relax his posture. His best friend wrapped his arms around his middle, hugging him from his side happily. He sighed, relishing the comfort that hug offered. Kwan was an angel in human form. He was blessed to have him and the other friends in his life.

Na-Ra didn't glance in his direction again as if deciding he was useless or wasn't worth her time. Jungkook didn't mind it. He was better off without her attention on him.

"It's about time," Attorney Kim stated, glancing at his watch. "We should head inside."

"Sure." She pivoted on her heel.

Just as they were about to move, Jungkook caught a whiff of the familiar forest scent. This time it wasn't coming from him but from behind him. He whipped his head around and spotted Mr. Park walking hurriedly toward them with his Secretary Yun in tow.

Jungkook's wolf perked, its tail swishing side to side at the sight of the old man. "Mr. Park!" He didn't realize how much he missed him until he saw him in person again. Before he knew what he was doing, he started running toward him.

Mr. Park lifted his head at the sound of his voice, a radiant smile lighting his features. "Jungkook!" He opened his arms, stopping in his tracks as the omega crashed into him.

Jungkook hugged him tight, burying his face into Mr. Park's chest. "I haven't seen you in forever," he sniffled, suddenly feeling overwhelmed. The burst of forest scent shot from him wrapped him like a warm cocoon, making him feel protected. "Your scent is fading in all my clothes."

"Hey, pup," Mr. Park greeted, hugging him and rubbing his back. "I'll scent them again for you after this session, alright? And what did I tell you about calling me Mr. Park?"

"Sorry, dad," Jungkook mumbled into his chest.

"No, I'm sorry," Mr. Park said. "I should have come to see you sooner. I've had a hectic few weeks and couldn't stop by as much as I wanted to."

"It's okay." Jungkook pulled back. "You're here now. That's all that matters." He smiled, brushing his tears aside. "I wasn't expecting you. Attorney Kim said you didn't tell them about coming here."

"I came for you," Mr. Park said, patting his cheek.

He came.

Mr. Park was here for him. He wasn't alone anymore. Suddenly he felt stronger than ever, all nervousness and anxiety fading away.

"Did you really think I'll let you go through this alone?" Mr. Park ruffled his hair. "You, silly pup." He leaned forward, lowering his voice. "Jimin will burn my hide if I don't come here today. He's been nagging me all night."

Jungkook giggled. "You didn't have to," he said honestly. "I know how busy you are. But I'm glad you're here. I was nervous."

"Not busy for you." Mr. Park wrapped an arm around him. "I'm here now. Come, let's go inside."

Jungkook nodded. "Thank you, dad."

"Shh...none of that. Let's go kick some ass."

Jungkook covered his mouth, laughing into his hand. "There's not much action today. Besides, I thought that was your son's job."

"Hey, you think I'm not fit enough to kick some ass?" he sounded offended, which caused Jungkook to laugh some more.

They walked past everyone, entering the courtroom, not realizing the pair of eyes watching them with anger, shock and jealousy.

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The proceedings were long, boring and stressful. Jungkook went through everything with its flow. When he glanced over at Jun-Myeon mistakenly, the bastard alpha winked at him. Jungkook clenched his jaw and averted his face immediately. So far everything had been going just as Attorney Kim told him it would.

The prosecutor listed the criminal charges that were filed against Choi Jun-Myeon and then proceeded to call them one by one to the witness booth. He was a middle-aged man with sharp eyes and an aura that said no funny business.

"Kwan-ssi, could you walk us through the events that transpired in Hotel Seoul International on the night you were assaulted?" the prosecutor asked. His firm voice echoed around the silent courtroom.

Just say everything as you have stated in your statement. Don't add or change anything. Attorney Kim's instructions replayed in Jungkook's mind. The defense could use anything that comes out of your mouth in their favor. They'd try to ask you tricky questions and toy with your emotions. Don't fall into their trap. Think and answer every question carefully.

Kwan nodded. "I was one of the staff of the event organizing team that worked at the gala that took place in one of the hotel ballrooms that evening. We were cleaning up after the event and I was tasked to take out the trash when Mr. Choi approached me. His pheromones were too overwhelming for me and it made me dizzy. Before I could do anything else I fainted. Later, my friend told me about the rest of the events."

The prosecutor nodded. "Was it Jungkook-ssi who told you about it?"

"Yes, sir."

"That's all, Your Honour." He inclined his head.

Next it was Jeon Jungkook. Kwan caught his eye and nodded. Jungkook took his seat and composed himself.

"Jungkook-ssi, could you tell us what you witnessed that night?" The prosecutor asked.

"Sure. Kwan was supposed to meet me after work so we could leave together. We always send each other texts about our whereabouts when we take up late night shifts. That night there were no texts or calls from him and his things were still in the locker room. He wasn't in the hotel kitchen or the ballroom so I went looking for him," Jungkook replied. His voice was calm and collected. With Mr. Park right there, he didn't feel an ounce of nervousness. But he could feel Hak-Kun's hawk-like eyes on him the entire time. It made his skin crawl with awareness. "Then I saw this alpha forcefully dragging him away."

"What did you do?"

"I yelled for help but there was no one around. So I ran after them. I blocked the path and asked him to let go but he didn't and instead tried to use his pheromones to subdue me. I tried to free my friend from his grip and when I wouldn't let go, he tried to hit me. That was when Mr. Park intervened and saved us," Jungkook said. "He also arranged for medical help."

"Thank you, Jungkook-ssi." The prosecutor took his seat.

One by one, everyone involved in the case as a witness were asked to restate the events of the night in front of the court. The doors were closed and no media was allowed inside.

The hotel manager Cha Manshik was one of them.

"Mr. Cha, how long have you been working at the Seoul International Hotel?" the prosecutor asked.

The manager was breaking into cold sweat and kept dabbing his forehead even before taking the seat at the witness box. "About ten years now, but this is the first time something like this has happened." His voice wavered a little, showing how nervous he is.

"How did you learn of this incident that night?"

He cast a nervous glance at the side where the Choi family sat. "I got a call from the security, who rushed to the spot first."

"What did you witness?"

"Ah..." He glanced at Jungkook's side. "I saw Jungkook-ssi, holding an unconscious Kwan-ssi on his lap. Mr. Park asked me to arrange a room for them. The security has already called the cops by then."

"What happened after?"

"A doctor came to check on them and the next day Attorney Kim took them out with him. That's all."

"Alright, you may leave."

Once the hotel manager gave his statement, it was Mr. Yun Kang-Dae, the supervisor of their event management team that night. Jungkook didn't like the guy. He was a regular alpha and wasn't good to them. The guy was over strict and tried to find fault with everything. Kwan had warned Jungkook about him earlier that night.

"Mr. Yun Kang-Dae, when did Kwan-ssi and Jungkook-ssi start working with your event management team?" the prosecutor asked.

He shifted in his seat and swallowed. "Kwan started working around six months ago and he brought in Jungkook when we needed an extra hand for this event," Mr. Yun said.

Jungkook remembered that he didn't want to be here. Mr. Yun wasn't cooperative at all until Attorney Kim kindly told him that he'd lose his job and would never find another if he didn't cooperate. And told him that his wife would lose her job too before the asshole grudgingly agreed to it. However, Attorney Kim thought he was one of the important witnesses to solidify their claims against Choi Jun-Myeon.

The prosecutor nodded. "When did you find out about this incident?"

"A hotel staff came to fetch me. He said something happened but I didn't know the details until we got to the hotel room where they were both in."

"What was your first observation when you entered the room?" the attorney asked.

Mr. Yun sighed, adjusting his position on the chair. "Kwan was unconscious. He looked so pale and almost lifeless. Jungkook was severely intoxicated but barely holding up. A doctor was checking on them and they both reeked of alpha pheromones."

"Did you recognize the person to whom those pheromones belonged when you smelled it?" the prosecutor asked.

Mr. Yun shook his head. "No. It was a new scent to me."

The prosecutor hummed. "Have you ever met Mr. Choi Jun-Myeon in person?"

He shook his head. "No. I've seen him from far during the events but never had the chance to assist him with anything. I mostly work behind the scenes so it's my team that does the most of the tasks."

"Will you be able to identify the scent and pheromones if you smell them again?"

"I guess," he answered. "It was challenging to me as an alpha and made me uncomfortable. I'll remember that scent anywhere."

The attorney produced a clean kerchief encased in a plastic bag and opened it. "Here. We have three samples like this. Could you take a whiff and see if you recognize that scent?"

"Sure."

Mr. Yun took his time to sniff at the samples and scrunched his nose when he sniffed at the second one. He sniffed at it again after the first round and pointed at it. "This one. I remember this."

"Alright." The attorney secured the selected one and put it aside. "Thank you for your time, Mr. Yun. You can leave now."

The next was the doctor, who checked on them.

"Dr. Bang, you were the doctor who treated Mr. Jeon and Mr. Ha that night. Could you tell us about your observation on the two students? What was your diagnosis?"

The doctor nodded. "I received a call from Mr. Park's secretary and was told it was an emergency. When I arrived at the hotel room, I saw the two students. Kwan-ssi passed out. He has inhaled too much pheromone and passed out. Jungkook-ssi was awake, but wasn't coherent. They both reeked of alpha pheromones. It was obvious the assailant tried to subdue them, but fortunately they escaped."

"Could you take a whiff of these pheromones doused specimens and tell us if you can recognize the scent of the assailant?" The prosecutor produced three samples just like he did with the others.

The doctor nodded and sniffed at the three, choosing one. "It's this one, but that night it was quite strong. I could smell the notes of fury. They definitely intended to harm them."

"What would happen if a person is to be exposed to such intimidating pheromones for a longer duration?" the prosecutor asked.

"It's not life threatening but it'll disarm the person, especially regular wolves and leave them intoxicated for hours. The recovery period depends on the amount of pheromones they inhale," the doctor explained. "For example, if the dominant person intended to harm the other during this period, they could. It's one of the reasons it's against the law to use one's pheromones against another."

"Thank you for clarifying, Doctor Bang."

The doctor inclined his head. Jungkook shifted in his seat feeling that niggling hunger in the pit of his stomach. He checked the time and realized it was already noon.

When the proceedings began after lunch break, Attorney Kim told him it was time for the defense to question them. He warned them to expect the worst and be careful with their answers, but also assured them they had nothing to worry about because their side was really strong.

"The defense may proceed," the judge said, jotting down a few points and gesturing at the defence attorney.

Jungkook glanced at the defense attorney for the first time since morning and immediately decided that he disliked the man. He was an alpha given the way he was built with a mean, calculative look in his gaze. He saw his best friend stiffening at the sight of the attorney.

What caught his attention was the scar on the side of his forehead, right next to his left brow. The defense attorney had tried his best to cover it with his hair but the gash was a bit deep and darker than his natural shade to go unnoticed.

As if sensing Jungkook's eyes on him, Hak-Kun whipped his head around to lock his gaze with the omega. He stiffened, freezing in his seat. Something in that gaze made him feel like a cornered animal. But then he felt a gentle squeeze on his knee and calming pheromones wafting into his space.

"He's a disgrace in this legal industry," Mr. Park said under his breath. "Most corrupted and dishonored. Guess who the reason for that scar is?"

Jungkook's eyes widened and he glanced at Mr. Park curiously. The smirk on his lips confirmed his suspicion. "How?" he whispered.

"That's a story for some other time." He patted his knee. "Just know that this asshole deserved it." He gestured at the proceedings, mouthing, "later."

The omega nodded curtly, turning his attention to the attorney. He could tell he wasn't going to go easy on them. Choi Jun-Myeon's choice of attorney really suited his personality. He scoffed. What a combination!

"Ha Kwan, isn't it?" The defense attorney began, his gaze intimidating and posture stern. "I'm defense attorney Na Hak-Kun. Aren't you a student?"

Kwan straightened a bit, eyes wide in alert. Though his scent didn't shift, Jungkook could feel his apprehension. Beside him, Siwoo clenched his jaw, scent turbulent.

"I am," Kwan replied.

"And I see that you also work?" Hak-Kun probed.

"I do."

Hak-kun glanced at the documents he was holding. "Tell me about your other jobs, Kwan-ssi."

"I work as a cashier in a cafeteria near my University and on the weekends I work at the arcades in the NM Mall," he said.

"That sounds hectic." He sounded anything but empathetic.

In fact, Jungkook could feel Hak-Kun's distaste for the working class. Others might get fooled but the omega could sniff these types of wolves from miles apart. Their mouths said something but their eyes always betrayed them.

"It is."

"You have an alpha I suppose." He scrunched his nose. "You're drenched in his scent."

Kwan frowned. "Yes, I do."

"You must be really anxious to be here considering he had to leave so much of his pheromones on you." He chuckled as if he cracked a joke. Only Jun-Myeon laughed, which earned a glare from the judge and a few others. "Did you happen to wear his scent on you on the night of this said event?"

Jungkook didn't like the tone he used. And the comment was too personal. A couple always shared a scent for comfort and it was such a crude thing to say. Mr. Park squeezed his hand and he relaxed a bit.

"No. One of the terms of the event management team includes compulsory usage of scent blockers during the events we cater to. I drank my scent blocking tea as always and that usually lasts for eight to nine hours," Kwan replied smoothly. If he was taken back or furious, he didn't let it show in his expression.

"Is that so?" The mocking tone was so evident yet Kwan surprisingly stayed calm.

"Yes, sir."

"Kwan-ssi, I'll come straight to the point. You might want me to believe that you had no reason to go after another alpha since you already have one. But Choi Jun-Myeon is definitely more handsome and not to mention rich. It only makes sense that you'd show some interest in him." Hak-Kun's smile was malicious. Kwan opened his mouth to speak but Hak-Kun stopped him by lifting a hand. "Your Honour, I'd like for you to see this video footage we retrieved from the hotel lobby and the trash disposal area."

The huge screen to the side lit with the said footage and Jungkook watched Kwan walking out of the hotel kitchen to the trash disposal area with a few bags of trash. It showed him throwing it into the bin and on his way back, he stopped. From this angle, it was hard to see his facial expression. The next thing was Jun-Myeon throwing his hand around his shoulder and then leaving the camera vicinity.

It was hard to tell if Kwan left willingly or was taken against his will. This was something Attorney Kim and the prosecutor stressed about. The parking lot camera wasn't working that night.

"Now I'll ask you again, Kwan-ssi. I don't see any harassment or violence as you have stated in your statement. From my point of view, I see a willing, consenting adult, leaving the place with a handsome alpha to have some fun," Hak-Kun continued. "How do you explain this?"

Kwan smiled. "Of course, you'd say that." There was a hidden anger in his tone. His friend's voice hardened and there was a slight tinge of annoyance in his scent. "As a purebred, you might overlook the inconvenience you cause to the regular wolves or the dangers you possess to us. But your disbelief cannot change the truth. I have no shame in admitting that I belong to the weakest gender, the one strong ones love to take advantage of." He notched his chin. "I did not go willingly with Mr. Choi. As I have stated before, I was overwhelmed by his scent and was disarmed. It was making me dizzy. One moment I was disposing of the trash and the next, I woke up feeling disoriented in a hotel room to a very concerned looking best friend, looming over me. I stand by my words of truth. I have always stayed true to my alpha and Choi Jun-Myeon will ever be half the alpha as mine is."

The silence that fell inside the hall after his silent, yet firm outburst was something no one expected. Kwan clenched his fists under the table.

Na Hak-Kun chuckled. "That was well said, Kwan-ssi." He inclined his head. "I'm done, Your Honour."

Then it was Jungkook's turn. The prosecutor met his gaze and nodded curtly. Mr. Park appeared tense for some reason. Attorney Kim nodded at him once in assurance.

"Hello, Jungkook-ssi, I understand you're also a working student."

"Yes."

"I heard you lost your only parent recently. That must be really hard on you."

Jungkook frowned, wondering what it had to do with this case. Still, he answered, "Yes."

Hak-Kun hummed. "So you admit your life was pretty hard as a lonely omega."

"Life has always been hard," Jungkook replied. "It's the reality of every working class wolf."

"It was so hard that you had to borrow money from lenders," Hak-Kun said. "Isn't that true, Jungkook?"

Jungkook clenched his jaw. Of course they would have dug around and found everything about his background. "Yes. I borrowed money for my dad's treatment."

"I'm just trying to figure out something," the defense attorney glanced up and down at him before flicking his gaze toward Jun-Myeon. "Do you have an alpha in your life, Jeon Jungkook?"

If they dug that deep, it wouldn't be hard to find out Mr. Park had spent money on him.

Jungkook suppressed the scoff that wanted out. While he clearly understood, he decided to play coy. But he could also be insinuating something else. "Mr. Park is the only alpha in my life." He purposefully left out saying whether it was the senior or the junior.

"Ah so you admit." Hak-Kun looked victorious. He straightened. "It's okay, you know? It's not illegal." He glanced around. "It's okay to admit it if you take up other side gigs. There's nothing shameful about that. I mean I've heard several students do that. We have records of Mr. Park, spending money for your father's treatment and then your college tuition." He produced a document in front of the court and the judge sifted through the papers. "He even bought you clothes and whatnots? So I'll be once again straight to the point. What's the relationship between you and Mr. Park Jaehyun?"

Jungkook cocked a brow. Really? Was that his assumption? He scoffed. He really thought they caught him with Jimin. "Mr. Park is my legal guardian."

"Is that why I could smell him on you?" Hak-Kun's smirk widened as if he achieved something. "I don't think being a legal guardian alone is reason enough to scent someone." Now his tone was vicious, directly accusing and menacing.

The omega felt his anger rise. "You better than anyone should know how this society works," Jungkook countered. "Life of an unmated omega without an alpha scent is hell. Mr. Park is protecting me as he promised my dad he would. I don't understand how my personal life and my connection to Mr. Park are related to this case."

"It is related, Mr. Jeon. Because I'm telling you that you and your little friend here hatched a plan to trap my client with your charms." He stepped back. "Mr. Park's scent on you is enough proof that your conduct is questionable and this entire thing is planned!"

"Objection, Your Honour!" the prosecutor bellowed. "Mr. Jeon is a victim here and the defense is trying to drive the case into a different direction. Mr. Park Jaehyun has been Jungkook-ssi's legal guardian way before the incident. Mr. Jeon is also an honorable student with a scholarship until Mr. Park decided to remove him from the program."

"I'm not trying to drive this into the different direction. This is the right direction. My client is innocent. He was drunk that night and these two took advantage of his state," Hak-Kun bellowed.

The prosecutor scoffed. "With all due respect, Attorney Na. A regular wolf is physically at disadvantage against a purebred wolf and they cannot, I stress that they cannot lure a purebred wolf or charm them with their pheromones. A purebred wolf will not allow itself to be enamored by their scent or allow itself to be taken advantage of. It's proven that a regular wolf is incapable of doing that and a purebred wolf wouldn't react to their scent or pheromones unless they're imprinted on them."

"Objection sustained," the judge said. "Attorney Na, there's no valid proof that the victims have tried to seduce and trap your client. The footage clearly shows Mr. Choi approaching the student and not the other way around. This court will not allow false narratives. If you have proof, then submit it in front of the court. Otherwise, the student is not required to answer these questions."

The defense attorney screwed his face and clenched his jaw, but nodded. "Yes, Your Honour." He turned to Jungkook again. "Care to explain how your friend fainted due to the said pheromones but you fought with Mr. Choi? I read in your statement that you had quite a scuffle there. How did you withstand his pheromones if he was trying to subdue you?"

Jungkook exhaled. "I tried to hold my breath so I wouldn't inhale too much. At that time, my only aim was to save Kwan and I guess it was the adrenaline. And I was affected. The pressure was too much to bear and I was slowly losing the battle when Mr. Park arrived."

"That doesn't fully answer my question, Jungkook-ssi. Are you really capable of fighting a purebred? Or are you lying about your subgender?" Hak-Kun asked.

Jungkook wanted to roll his eyes but remembered he was in the court. "The entire scuffle as you stated must have lasted less than two minutes. I think I can hold against a purebred for two minutes if I'm not caught off guard."

"You think..." Hak-Kun scratched his chin. "We might have to test that theory."

Jungkook notched his chin. "I do not consent. I fought a purebred, yes. When I did, I felt like I was at the end of my rope. Every hope was lost and I was fighting for both our lives. I didn't think anyone would come for our help even if they could. Because no one cares for a regular wolf. We are expendable, aren't we? But then, Jimin-ssi came." His tone went soft. "He was truly a knight in shining armor. If not for him, we wouldn't have survived that night. So if given a choice, I would never subject myself to something like that willingly. I would never want to be in that situation where my choice is taken from me, where I could do nothing when someone else takes advantage of my weakness. No regular wolf would desire that. No one likes to be weak and vulnerable."

"You sound quite fond of him. What is your relationship with Jimin-ssi?"

"None that concerns you or this case," Jungkook replied hotly. He remembered Attorney Kim's advice but he couldn't care any less. "I'll not allow you or anyone to slander my character or his for that matter."

"That's quite a loyalty I see," Hak-Kun sneered, murmuring something under his breath, but Jungkook heard him clearly.

Lowly mutt.

"So is that your plan all along?" Hak-Kun asked. "It kinda makes sense now. Two friends. Both choose one rich alpha. Both Mr. Park and Mr. Choi were in attendance that day. Your friend went after Mr. Choi and you chose Mr. Park. Looks like you were more successful than your friend."

"Objection, Your Honour," the prosecutor hissed.

"The defense is repeatedly slandering our victims' character and spewing groundless accusations. This is not only emotionally harmful but could hurt their entire future."

"Objection sustained. Attorney Na, this is the final warning. Unless you have valid proof to prove your accusations, do not bring this in front of the court again." He wrote down something. "Are there any other witnesses you'd like to question?"

Hak-Kun clenched his jaw. "No, Your Honour. We'd request you to provide us with more time to prove our client's innocence."

"Alright. You have two weeks to submit more evidence in favour of your client."

"Thank you, Your Honour."

Jungkook sighed in relief. Anger simmered under his veins but he understood this was why many never came forward to give their testimony. Mr. Park's face was red with anger when he came back to sit beside him and Kwan.

Kwan immediately wrapped an arm around Jungkook, releasing calming pheromones while Mr. Park looked pissed. When they left the courtroom, he could still feel Hak-Kun's burning eyes on his back but Jungkook didn't bother to turn back.

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Once the court hearing was over, Jungkook excused himself to go to the restroom. The session was finally over with the judge asking the other side to produce more evidence. Though it wasn't entirely a smooth ride, they made it out unscathed.

Attorney Kim patted his back, commending him for standing his ground while Myung engulfed him in a side hug, saying, "I knew you had it in you."

He moved away when he saw Na-Ra approaching Mr. Park. He told Kwan that he had to use the restroom, wanting to be anywhere else but near her.

The court restrooms were at the end of the second corridor to the right from where the sessions were held. One side was for the alphas while the other one was for the omegas. The betas had their own down the hall.

He scoffed when he saw the familiar "Purebred Omega" and "Regular Omega" signs on the designated doors. They even had separate toilets. Such were their societal standards. If not for good hearted people like Mr. Park, their situation would have been the worst. And Jungkook didn't want to think of their past history right now.

The restroom was empty save for the one omega that exited the room when he entered. It had three cabins and two sinks, surprisingly clean. As he shut the door behind him and entered the free cabin, he wondered how his relationship with Jimin was going to work in the long run.

It shouldn't bother him. He saw Attorney Kim and his mate Myung with his own eyes. Still, it wasn't going to be an easy path. Because unlike Attorney Kim and Myung, Jimin was filthy rich. Where there was money, there was always a problem. There would always be people who wanted to make use of Jimin's wealth in one way or another. And there would be more like Attorney Na and Na-Ra, who openly despised his kind.

Jimin was right. It wasn't going to be easy for him and his alpha wasn't going to be with him every hour of the day. He'd have to learn to protect himself. More like he'd have to harden his skin to face whatever was thrown at him.

As he was washing his hands after using the toilet, he heard the door open but lifted his head to see who had entered the room since he couldn't smell them. It was common for folks to use scent blockers in public places. It offered safety. For one, the others weren't able to easily tell their subgender unless they got too close and smelled the pheromones of their alpha or a family member. Only purebred wolves had the ability to identify them even without the pheromones. It was in their biology.

The omega froze when he saw who it was. He straightened immediately and whirled around, drying his hands on his pants instead of grabbing the paper towel as he planned to do earlier.

His brows furrowed as he slipped a hand inside his pockets. "You've come to the wrong toilet, sir," he said, tone firm. He grabbed his phone, blindly reaching for the spot where he thought the lock was.

The other man's lips curved up with a malicious smile. "I don't think so. I have come to the right place." Attorney Na's broad frame blocked the door so Jungkook wouldn't be able to walk past him even if he wanted to.

Jungkook heard a small pop sound of his phone unlocking and he quickly reached for the call button, praying that it worked. He was afraid the attorney would snatch his phone if he tried to pull the phone out and call someone in front of him.

The man looked imposing and there was no good intention in those predatory eyes. Jungkook tapped the upper right corner, hoping it'd dial the last called person as he considered his options. This was a public place. Attorney Na wouldn't dare doing something when anyone could walk in at any given moment.

Jungkook didn't let his increasing fear show. "No, you're not." He kept his voice steady. "I'll scream bloody murder if you don't leave this instant."

"Then scream." Attorney Na's face contorted with malice. "I'll tell them that you asked me to meet you here secretly and tried to seduce me."

Jungkook scoffed. "As expected of an asshole."

Attorney Na's demeanor changed immediately. "What did you say?" he growled.

"I said you're not my type." Jungkook pulled his phone out, pretending to casually check the screen and noticed the call had actually gone. To his relief and horror it was Jimin's number he had dialed instead of Kwan.

Uh-oh.

"It's getting late," Jungkook said smoothly. "Attorney Na Hak-Kun, it's not good manners to corner someone in the public toilet. Can you move from the door please?"

Na scoffed. "I said I'm right where I want to be. We're not done talking, you low life. How dare you talk back to me?!"

Jungkook folded his hands across his chest. "The last time I checked, you weren't my parent or a guardian. I'll talk however I want. I said move."

"I wonder what that bastard sees in you," Attorney Na countered. "I know you're fucking him."

Jungkook's eyes widened and he realized his mistake soon because Attorney Na's smile was filled with victory. "I don't know what you're talking about," he replied, staring at the wall above Na's shoulder.

Jimin was already listening to their conversation. Someone should be here soon.

"Why do you think you're still alive and walking?" Na took a menacing step forward. "It's because Park Junior has his guard dogs tailing your every step," he said with so much disdain in his voice. "You see, this Jimin has a reputation and saving damsels in distress wasn't one. We all wondered how he magically appeared in that parking lot to save your day. So we had men tailing you and guess what they had found?" He grinned and Jungkook thought that must be the ugliest grin he'd had the displeasure to see in this life. "Don't you wanna know? Come on. Say yes and I'll tell you."

Jungkook cocked a brow. Of course they had. Because they were nasty and shameless. "It's not like you're gonna stop just because I told you to stop."

Attorney Na scoffed and produced his phone, flipping through the images he already kept ready. Jungkook realized that he'd been waiting to confront him and couldn't have been able to do so because of the guards.

"See this?"

Jungkook averted his gaze from his nasty face to look at the screen. There were photos of him and Jimin entering the restaurant on the first day they met and then there were photos of Jimin entering his building. Also the ones where they were exiting the club he worked together. It was the only photo where they looked close. Jimin had his arm at his lower back.

"Stop stalling and tell me why you're here," Jungkook said in a serious tone. What's taking so long? Why isn't nobody here?

Attorney Na's gaze scanned him from top to bottom. "Admit it in the court that you and Jimin are indeed fucking. I'll handle the rest," he said. "Here's my offer, just confess you were in that parking lot to meet Park Jimin that night and I'll go easy on you. Else these photos are going right to the judge and I'll make sure this world will see your true face."

Jungkook scoffed. "Better luck then." He exhaled and tried to walk around him. But Attorney Na grabbed his wrist.

"Not that fast, Omega!" he growled, his voice rising a few octaves.

Jungkook growled right back, hissing under his breath, "I'm not your omega! Let go!"

Instead of letting go of his hand, the bastard tightened his grip even more with a challenging glint in his eyes. Right. They're all the same. Except for one.

"Let him go!"

Both whipped their heads around to see Mr. Park standing at the door, several bodyguards behind him. He lifted a hand to gesture at them before entering the room, his gaze blazing with fury glanced at their hands.

"Take your filthy hands off him, Na!"

Attorney Na scoffed. "It's like that, huh?" He glanced at Jungkook. "You're sleeping with both of them."

"That's enough!" Mr. Park strode toward them, his gaze unwavering. "My son, Park Jimin, has a message for you, Attorney Na," Mr. Park spoke from behind him. "He wants me to tell you that he will give you a matching scar on the other side of your face, and this time he will carve his initials on your forehead so everyone knows who gave you these two scars this time."

His voice not only carried a warning, but also contained rage. When he came to stand beside Jungkook, he looked taller than he always did. His posture was intimidating and reminded him of someone he was way too familiar with.

"Taking your position as his legal guardian too seriously, huh?" His hold on Jungkook's hand tightened. "What is your son's business with this omega?" he hissed. "Didn't think his tastes would decline to this level. I must admit though, for a regular omega, this one is quite a catch."

Mr. Park's jaw clenched. His gaze fell on Attorney Na's hand that was still holding Jungkook's wrist in a tight grip. He grabbed Na's hand and began to apply enough pressure "Let go of my son-in-law this instant. I might not look that much, but my wife often tells me that my son inherited my temper and short fuse from me. If I were you, I wouldn't test that theory."

Mr. Na's face grew red and his face contorted as if he was in pain but didn't want to show. His grip on Jungkook's hand tightened, his touch trembling. However, as Jungkook winced, he also felt the grip on his hand loosen.

"I won't let this slide," Mr. Na growled. He let go of Jungkook's hand but Mr. Park didn't release the attorney.

"You're just a dog, Na Hak-kun," Mr. Park spat. "You've been licking up the boots of the upper class for so long so you should know what would happen if you went up against us." He crowded his space, walking forward and Na took one step back after the other. "Don't forget the father you shunned and threw in the elderly home is a regular alpha. I don't expect you to respect others because you're incapable of it. But try to dig your claws into my son-in-law one more time, I'll show you what the Park family is capable of. And I can guarantee you that even the Choi family won't be able to save you."

Mr. Park pushed him and the attorney stumbled on his legs, steadying himself by grabbing the wall behind him.

"Forget this meeting ever happened and I'll let you keep this useless life you have going on. Jungkook is none of your concern and pray to the Gods my son doesn't cut off your hand for touching what's his." He gestured at Jungkook, who immediately sidled up with Mr. Park. "Jeon Jungkook is not just my legal responsibility. He's family. Maybe beg him on your knees so when my son finds out about this, he might consider persuading his alpha to spare your life."

Mr. Na looked so furious, his face red and fists clenching by his side.

"Don't you dare take this shitty route in the court," Mr. Park said. "Because you won't get out of this unscathed after planning to do what you're planning to do. I'll send out a public statement, claiming him as my son-in-law. You know how the law works if one alpha is to touch someone else's omega, especially if that omega is claimed by a purebred."

Jungkook didn't think Attorney Na had it in him, but his face paled and he looked troubled since he entered the restroom.

"Didn't think this through, did you?" Mr. Park taunted. "Go back to the hole you crawled out of. And do not dare to speak ill of my son-in-law again. Release those photos and I'll have them sue you for stalking and violation of privacy."

Attorney Na didn't speak but Mr. Park wrapped a hand around his shoulder.

"Come on, pup. We're done here."

As they walked past Mr. Na to exit the restroom, Jungkook glanced at him with a smirk. It felt so good to be at the giving end for once. If he had any doubt while he was entering the restroom, now he had none left.

With his head held straight, he walked side by side with Mr. Park.

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Jungkook followed Mr. Park outside the restroom and was immediately surrounded by bodyguards. The immense relief he felt right then was immeasurable. He made a note to thank Jimin later for his timely intervention.

Mr. Park locked the restroom from outside and the omega's eyes widened. He didn't know what he planned to do with the attorney and couldn't bring himself to ask how overwhelmed he felt right then. He needed a moment to recover.

Jungkook's thoughts were racing several miles per second and everything that had happened was overwhelming. Mr. Park had just claimed him as his son-in-law. Was it just for the sake of the situation? Or did he mean it?

A public claim such as that was no joke. What would Jimin think of his claim? He was listening to the entire conversation, wasn't he? He swallowed. Something twisted in his belly. Would Attorney Na tell the others? What would happen if people were to learn of this? Wouldn't it create uproar?

"You okay there, pup?" Mr. Park's voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "Come here." He began to fuss over him. "Let me check your arm." He moved his sleeve to inspect his wrist, turning it this and that. Relief flooded his features. "Ah, it looks fine. Did he hurt you?" His gaze scanned him from his head to toe.

The omega smiled fondly, squeezing his arm in assurance. No matter what, he had Mr. Park on his side. He wasn't alone. It's okay to be selfish.

"No. I'm alright, Dad."

Mr. Park nodded seemingly satisfied. "Okay. My son is about to blast a hole over the roof. Call him and calm him down, hmm. Take your time. I'll be there and pretend I'm giving you some privacy." He turned around with his back facing him.

"Dad..." Jungkook palmed his face at the silliness. There was no space for privacy in this crowded corridor. "Your son is already listening." He lifted his phone, showing it to him.

Mr. Park chuckled. "Ah...I should have guessed that. Alright. Carry on. Don't mind this old man loitering here. Go on. Talk to him." He waved his hand.

The omega huffed. He was surrounded by Mr. Park and the bodyguards. Fortunately, there was no one else. Or maybe they blocked entry for other people. He pressed the phone to his ear.

"Alpha?" he breathed into the phone, feeling shy for some reason.

"Cherry Blossom," Jimin growled into his ear, making Jungkook's body shudder. "He's a dead man walking."

His cheeks flamed, the heat spreading to his ears and neck. "Alpha..." He felt breathless just by hearing Jimin's voice over the phone. His omega wanted to run to him and hide in his alpha's embrace. Several emotions stormed through him.

"I'm coming home," his alpha said. "Pack an overnight bag and hop in the car that'll wait for you at the front of your dorm. They will take you to my penthouse. Treat yourself to a nice, long bath and eat the food that'll be ready by the time you arrive. Wait for me there."

Damn.

He felt wetness between his ass cheeks as his wolf rumbled in his chest, feeling so pleased with the alpha's words.

"Yes, alpha," he whispered and that was all he could manage.

"I'll see you soon."

The line went dead and if not for Jungkook's scent blockers, the entire team would have smelt his arousal. Shit. He couldn't even rush to the restroom to clean up.

"Leave us," Mr. Park suddenly said. The bodyguards immediately filed out of the corridor, leaving them alone. He put a hand on his lower back, guiding him to the purebred omega restroom. "Freshen up a bit. That bastard's pheromones are all over you. I'll be right here."

Jungkook let out a relieved breath, thankful for the opportunity and rushed inside. The purebred omega toilets were a lot posh with the things inside more luxurious. He scoffed as he went inside, using the free cabin.

It was once he was done cleaning, he realized that Attorney Na wore scent blockers and there were no pheromones involved.

"Oh God!" he groaned, covering his face with his hands.

When he lifted his head to stare at his reflection in the mirror, he saw a healthy flush. Did he smell something? He was a purebred. What if he smelled his arousal? Jungkook whined in embarrassment but he couldn't stay locked up forever. Did others smell him too?

With a sigh and lamenting for another couple of minutes, he splashed water on his face and went outside, refusing to meet Mr. Park's gaze. Fortunately, Mr. Park was talking to someone over the phone.

When Mr. Park saw him, he gestured at him to follow and Jungkook did, thanking the heavens internally. There was a text from Kwan that said he was leaving with his alpha to which he responded in the meantime. Only once inside the car, he dared to look up to meet Mr. Park's gaze.

"Are you hungry? Do you wanna eat something?" Mr. Park asked.

Jungkook shook his head. He wasn't hungry. "Are you?"

"No, but I could definitely use a cup of coffee," Mr. Park said, adjusting to sit in a comfortable position.

"I'd like a chocolate milkshake then," Jungkook said, not wanting the older man to skip his coffee because of him. Also he felt like he could use something sweet to uplift his spirits.

Mr. Park beamed. "Alright." He crossed his legs. "So wanna tell me what got you all frowning and lost in thoughts on our walk here?"

"Huh?"

"You furrow your brows and pout when you're lost in thoughts," Mr. Park continued. "What were you thinking about? Is it Na? Don't worry about him. We will take care of that."

"Oh, it's not him." Mr. Park cocked his head to the side as if waiting for him to continue. Jungkook sighed.

Nothing can escape his watchful eyes, can it?

"It's just..."

Jungkook didn't know how to voice out his uncertainty. To be honest, suddenly it felt like someone plucked him out of his daily routine and thrust him into a fairytale. In truth, it was like that.

The omega didn't know how to get used to this. He didn't know if he'd ever get used to any of this. One day he was struggling to make ends meet, worrying every passing day and night about the loan amount he had to pay Shark. Then the next, there was Mr. Park, showing up like a fairy Godmother, taking care of his loans and his life.

Suddenly, he had clothes, a roof over his head, his tuition fee paid off and all his basic necessities taken care of. When he was trying to get used to it, Jimin showed up like a Prince Charming or a knight in his shining armor. Only Jungkook knew none of this was permanent.

Well, everything depended on how Jimin felt about him in the long run. Even though Jungkook agreed to this trial based dating, he knew he was falling faster and harder. For years, he only had his father and friends to show him love.

However, the kind of affection and attention Jimin offered was different and it couldn't be compared with anyone else. Jungkook thought he'd be able to be careful and spare his feelings. But he was proven how wrong he was only a week into their dating.

Jungkook was catching feelings. Every time he addressed Jimin as his alpha, his wolf began to mean it more and more. Every time, his logical side brought it up to his mind, he always pushed it back, saying he'd think about it when the time came and for now he'd enjoy this phase.

But the reality came knocking today at the court. Not just the hearing but even the restrooms where the class divisions were too obvious, Jungkook couldn't help but feel inadequate. He wondered when Jimin would replace him and told him that he didn't feel anything more for him.

The omega wondered what would happen then. Just the thought alone was depressing. He was falling for Jimin and it would hurt him deeply if Jimin didn't return those feelings. Maybe those thoughts reflected in his face.

"Jungkook?"

"Huh?" Jungkook blinked. "Oh, I..." He rubbed the back of his neck. "It's just..."

"Whatever it is...I'm here," Mr. Park said.

His expression was sincere. Not that Jungkook ever doubted him. It was just too hard to believe everything happening in his life right now. He didn't remember a time he was this happy, except for the time he spent with his father of course, but that couldn't compare. These were different things.

Jungkook sighed. "Dad, what would happen if um..."

"If?" the alpha probed.

Jungkook fiddled with his fingers. "If Jimin hyung didn't feel the same way about me, then..." He glanced away. "I don't think you should go and threaten people like this. It could come back to harm me in some way."

A silence fell between them and Jungkook built courage to look at Mr. Park's face. What he saw eased his worries a little but also created new worries. Mr. Park's gaze was gentle on him. He was silent for a few minutes before he pulled his phone out.

"I told myself that I wouldn't meddle with your relationship, but now that's a huge concern, pup. You don't think I'd claim publicly for no reason, would you?" He unlocked his phone, going to his recent contacts.

Jungkook's eyes widened when he realized what he was about to do. "Wait, don't call him." He grabbed his wrist. "Dad, no, please...He can't know."

Mr. Park huffed. "I don't know what my silly pup has told you, but I'm here to clarify a few things. Don't worry, little one. I won't tell him anything about this conversation."

Jungkook bit his bottom lip but released his grip with a tiny nod.

Mr. Park dialed Jimin's number, putting it on a loud speaker. "Jimin, where are you?"

"Hey, Dad, I'm at the hotel. I'll be heading to the airport in a bit. Is everything alright? Where is Jungkook?"

They could hear the rustling sound and the clack of his boots in the background as he moved around.

"He's on his way to the dorm," Mr. Park lied. "I got out best men with him. Your precious omega will be at your home when you return."

Jungkook blushed and gripped his knee, trying hard to hide his flaming face.

"That's good. There's something I forgot to tell you earlier. I want an omega bodyguard to tail him all the time, especially when he goes to restrooms in public places." Jimin's voice was laced with cold fury. "I'll not allow a repeat of what happened today. When I land in Seoul, that fucking bastard is as good as dead."

"Yes, son."

"Good. I'll talk to you later. I gotta hurry or I'll miss the flight."

"Wait."

"Yes."

"What you told me earlier about Jungkook..." Mr. Park drawled, eyes on Jungkook. "It's not an emotional decision, right? You meant everything you said, right?"

Jungkook sucked in a breath, struggling with the urge to bite his nails. His heart raced and it was that mixed feeling where he wasn't ready to hear the answer but was also couldn't wait to hear it.

Jimin exhaled audibly on the other end. "Dad, you know I don't speak empty words."

"Still, as your father, I'm worried. Are you sure it's really not a trial period?"

"Dad, I told you already."

Jungkook felt like he was at the edge of his seat, heart beating so loud and his fingers digging into his thighs. His palms grew sweaty and there were beads of sweat on his face despite the air conditioner.

"I know. Just for the sake of your father, can you tell me again what Jungkook is to you?" Mr. Park continued in a casual tone.

Jimin groaned. "I'm not repeating myself."

"Come on, son. It's just you and me. Tell me one more time," Mr. Park coaxed. "I'll pretend this conversation never happened in the first place. Just wanna make sure it wasn't all emotional speech and you forgot what you said."

"Fine. I remember exactly what I told you. Every single word of it," Jimin sounded a bit annoyed. "I told you to tell that motherfucker, Na Hak-Kun, that this omega is my future mate and will be the father of my pups. That's what Jeon Jungkook is to me. He belongs to the Park family now! He's mine. Fucking mine. I'll kill anyone who dares to come between us. Is this you wanted to hear? I'll fucking marry him and claim him publicly with a bite. I'll tie myself to him for eternity. I wanna see which motherfucker has the audacity to question that sort of claim. Do I make myself clear?"

"Very clear." Mr. Park grinned victoriously while Jungkook gasped silently. He released a breath he didn't realize he was holding.

"I mean it, Dad. Jungkook is mine," Jimin continued. "I do not mince my words when it comes to him and I think I'm imprinted on him."

Jungkook's eyes widened. Was he?

"Oh," Mr. Park said.

"When I said I'm trying to figure it out, I was trying to find why my wolf was so taken with him. I didn't want to give him false promises before I was sure of my feelings."

"And you're sure now?"

"What did not sound sure from everything I just told you?" Jimin sounded furious. "I just admitted that I'm imprinted on him and is that what you have to ask me?"

"Nope, just double checking."

"You know what you're doing. And I know what you're doing. We're done talking."

"Alright, I'll let you go then. See you soon." Mr. Park's grin widened and his scent radiated happiness. He looked a bit too pleased with himself and everything else.

The call ended without so much as a bye from Jimin's end and Jungkook sat dumbfounded at the new information.

What was that?

Jimin is imprinted on me?

He couldn't wrap his head around everything he just heard.

Alpha is imprinted on us?

His wolf joined his musings.

"Told you," Mr. Park said. "My pup might be confusing to understand but his heart is always at the right place. He will never hurt you." He took hold of Jungkook's hands. "He will never lead you along if he doesn't feel more for you."

Jungkook nodded.

"Are your suspicions cleared, my little prince?" He bent to look into his eyes.

Jungkook chuckled, "Yes, Dad."

"That's good. So how about we add a dessert to celebrate?"

"Sure."

As their car sped through the traffic, Jungkook held his breath while battling the hundreds of butterflies fluttering in his belly. Every word Jimin spoke continued to replay in his mind. Jimin claimed him as his future mate and the father of his pups. Something shifted inside him. His wolf rejoiced beyond belief.

Jimin is imprinted on me.

Am I imprinted on him?

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317. [Na-Ra's side - She talks to Mr. Park while Jungkook excuses himself to the restroom]

Na-Ra hadn't expected her conversation with Mr. Park to go south this quickly. She was so furious and felt embarrassed on his behalf when she learned that he was Jungkook's legal guardian.

As she stood staring at Mr. Park's disappearing form, she couldn't help the rage that was mounting inside of her.

That cunning low born mutt! He must have done something.

Sponsoring someone was one thing but allowing them to call dad as if he was your son. In her opinion, a low born shouldn't be even allowed to be anywhere around them. Let alone allowing them to sit and mingle with them. She growled low under her breath as she approached him earlier.

She couldn't stomach the thought of a low born calling someone with a high stature as dad. Even she didn't have that permission. It was Uncle Park in a private setting and Mr. Park in public. That was how she was supposed to address him.

Na-Ra expected him to provide her with an explanation in the least or feel ashamed for what he had done. Only she hadn't expected him to cut her off like that.

She replayed the conversation in her mind, wondering if she said something wrong.

"I mean... You really do have a big heart to take someone like him under your wing. And you also know how to cover your bases. Money certainly does wonders, doesn't it? It makes sense why he stepped up to give his statement against Jun-Myeon. His loyalty is admirable. There's a lot I have to learn from you. You know how to bend people at your will. If I were you, I wouldn't have spent too much on him. He's a bit expensive, don't you agree? Mutts like him would wag their tail if you drop them a few crumbs. But I can see how far you'd go for Jimin. He's really lucky to have you as his father."

Na-Ra would have gotten away with it if it was Mrs. Park, but this alpha was a different scenario altogether. While Mrs. Park never voiced out her disdain toward them outwardly, she never stopped others from bad mouthing either.

Mr. Park's eyes, however, had gone dangerously dark upon hearing her. His scent shifted with a spicy undernote that should have served as her warning.

"You're mistaken, Na-Ra. I'm the fortunate one to have Jimin as my son. And you got everything wrong about Jungkook too. He's not someone you can buy with money. His loyalty has to be earned and not bought. He's here because he wants to. Jungkook is admirable because he's courageous, brave and strong to stand up for himself. I'm just standing behind him as I should. And do not use that word again in front of me."

Na-Ra should have remembered her place and minded her words next but she'd been so furious that Mr. Park spoke highly of that low born and was taking his side. All these years and she'd achieved several things but he never said anything beyond congratulations or all the best.

"Oh, right. I forgot you're a Regular Wolf Rights enthusiast. My bad. Still, it's a bit too much to let someone like him call you dad. I don't think Jimin would appreciate it. He's possessive and Mrs. Park wouldn't appreciate it either."

Mr. Park had smirked, his eyes narrowing with a glint of something she couldn't decipher. "It's not your place to tell me what I should or shouldn't do. And Jimin is my son. I think I know my son better than anyone else. Your dislike for regular wolves is obvious. My wife might share similar sentiments because of her upbringing, but my son and I are someone who fights for equality and betterment of their lives. As for my wife, she and I might not agree on most of the things, but she'd understand and definitely wouldn't question me like this. And she most certainly wouldn't disrespect me or my beliefs."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Park."

Na-Ra had no option but to concede right then. Embarrassment accompanied the shame she felt right then. She clenched her fists, manicured nails digging into her palms that would surely leave crescent-shaped marks later.

Not that she cared. Na-Ra felt like a wounded animal, except it was her pride and ego that was bruised severely by an old man. If not for her undying need to become the Park family's daughter in law, she wouldn't have backed down. But she also knew when to pick her fights.

"You better be. Your business wouldn't flourish if not for those mutts as you call them. Good luck employing purebreds in your factories and getting them to produce your stuff. You know how disastrous that idea alone sounds. Just remember we need the working class as much as they need us. It's a give and take. You're a business owner and you must know this better than anyone else."

She had to swallow her anger and disappointment. This was not the time. They were in a public place, swarming with the press. She should be careful. So she said, "I was short-sighted. I'll be careful from now on."

"Good. You cannot win their loyalty with that attitude. You'll only earn their fear and even a tiny dog will bite back if you corner it." When he pivoted on his heel and walked away, she stood glaring at him. Her grip around her handbag tightened until her knuckles were white.

She should probably let this slide but the second hand embarrassment left her stewing in anger. Na-Ra wanted to retaliate so badly. She wanted revenge one way or another. Her chest heaved with anger.

"Who wants your stupid advice?" She scowled. "You always think highly of yourselves but are dallying with low lives that should be beneath your shoes. Let's see if you'll answer your wife the same way you answered me." She pulled her phone out typing furiously. "Mrs. Park won't let this slide and Jimin too." She smirked.

Oh, how delightful.

"Maybe I'll tell Jimin too. That his father has another son that's not him."

Her smirk widened as she continued to type on her phone.

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Na-Ra despised it when her day didn't go as she expected. But then who did? From childhood, she was always used to getting her way. Today, however, was the opposite. When things didn't go her way, she got angry. Very very angry.

The omega wanted to punch someone or something, which wasn't an option right now. She tried to hold her rage in like she did at all times. But it wasn't working like it usually. She was known to have a cool head all the time. Except, when it came to Jimin, she lost all sense of logic.

Na-Rae would often tell her that she was obsessed with the alpha and it wasn't good. The omega couldn't quite explain what it was. Perhaps it was because she had wanted to be Jimin's omega for so long. Or it was because he was the only alpha who wouldn't give her any attention.

Her initial plan was to go in, flash a smile and meet Jun-Myeon to get rid of everything he has on her. Also, to hear what information he had about Jimin.

But then things went down the other way swiftly. First, she didn't expect Mr. Park to show up in court. The busy man made an exception for someone who wasn't family or a friend. Second, he had shut her off when she questioned his connection with that regular omega. Third, Mrs. Park defended her husband and claimed that lowly omega was theirs.

Several questions flooded her mind. Who was Jungkook? What was his connection with the Park family? Why hasn't she known about him all these years? Where did he pop out from so suddenly?

She fought the urge to bite her recently manicured nails. That shit was not only expensive but she didn't want to sit through another three hours to get them done so soon.

Ugh!

Why is he so important?

Who is he to you?

Does Jimin know about this special treatment? He saved him, yes. But did he save him because he knew who he was? Did he go to this extent because it was this lowly omega?

Or he wasn't aware of his father's intentions at all. She was there at the parking lot after all. He didn't see them communicate in any manner. Jimin had left the scene as soon as the hotel security arrived. This must be something else.

Shit.

What was she going to do if Jimin said something she didn't want to hear? What if the lowly mutt was in fact pregnant? How does she figure that out?

Na-Ra couldn't stomach the thoughts of someone else being able to have the alpha she always wanted but couldn't have. Why would Jimin avoid her like a plague? He used to dote on her, walk her to the classes and buy her cute gifts. He used to hover around her and look at her with what could only be hearts in his eyes.

Then that changed one night. His birthday night to be exact. They were supposed to spend it together. But he had broken that promise and never showed up. Instead, he went out with Taehyung, a fellow man whore, who had a reputation of corrupting anyone he mingled with. Then came back as a different man.

Oh, how much she despised Taehyung, but had to put up a brave smile because he was still in Jimin's close friend circle that was stronger than a palace fortress.

Fuck this!

She wasn't able to stew in her thoughts for longer because one of the attorney's assistants came to fetch her. The meek assistant, likely a fresher, led her to one of the offices that were on another level. It looked like a back office. He gestured her to go inside and closed the door behind her.

Na-Ra entered the room, glancing around and finding only Jun-Myeon inside. The bastard grinned ear to ear as soon as he saw her. He looked as if he was eager to meet her. But to her, it was the opposite.

"Shin Na-Ra!" He jumped to his feet. "It's been so long. Oh, my, my..." he drawled, gaze scanning down her frame with only what she could decipher as unadulterated lust. "Smell so good and look so delicious." His eyes flicked up to her face. "Missed you, sweetheart."

Na-Ra clenched her fist. "Why did you want to see me?"

"Ah, no hugs?" He sauntered toward her, opening his arms wide or at least trying to because the handcuffs restricted his movements. "Come on. For old time's sake." He tried to hug her and she pushed him away.

She growled, "I'm not here to share pleasantries. Why am I here?"

Jun-Myeon was an idiot to even get involved in something as shameless as this. He had the money and power to have anyone he wanted, but he had to go after nobody and get busted.

Jun-Myeon smirked. "Shouldn't you know that already? Why ask me?"

"You..." she hissed, poking at his chest with her index finger. "...threatened me with a couple of our pics you took without my knowledge and forced me to come here today."

Jun-Myeon sighed. "Listen, darling, I just wanted some company, alright? I didn't want to go through this alone...and I knew you wouldn't have come if not for those photos. No harm intended. You're here. It got the job done, didn't it?"

She hit his chest with her bag. "Fuck you!"

"Gladly." He grinned, catching her hand, fingers tracing the back of her hand suggestively. "We don't have much time but I can make it work," he said. "A quickie wouldn't hurt before I'm shipped off to that dry land. Alphas aren't really my type, you know?"

"Speak or I'm leaving." Na-Ra pushed him off with a huff. She rolled her eyes, turning away from him. "What is that you want me to know?"

"Not so fast," he said. "I have a proposition first."

"Are you even in a position to give me a proposition?" Na-Ra scoffed. This idiot still thought he had a chance. "And it benefits me how?"

"Hear me out," he said with a serious expression. All traces of casualness vanished from his face and it wasn't everyday he did that. "I don't want to go to jail. I mean nobody likes going to jail. I'm going fucking crazy being locked up. You know what kind of person I am. I like to live my life to the fullest. Party, booze, omegas... So here's something my attorney suggested." He stepped in front of her, looking her in the eye. "That bastard made sure to cover all loopholes and there's no way I can get rid of or buy off the witnesses. The second option is to prove that I'm not a molester like they claim to be. It was a drunken mistake and nothing more. And... you will help me prove that."

Unbelievable.

"You think I'll help you because?"

He lifted both hands, pointing his index finger toward her. When he spoke, his voice held a warning. "Na-Ra, let's not take that tone. We both want something from each other. Just claim that we're dating and get over with this. Help me get out of jail."

Her eyes widened with disbelief. "What? You gotta be kidding me. You and me? Dating publicly?"

"Nothing serious. Fake dating?" he suggested. "Just for a couple of months. We can tell them that we were dating in secret and that night I was waiting at the parking lot to meet you. I'm off the hook and we can be on each other's merry way. What do you say?" His tone was back to normal with his signature playfulness.

"Not happening." She stepped away from him.

"I still have the photos to prove my claim with or without your consent," his tone grew harder, features cold. "I'm trying to be nice here."

Na-Ra whirled around, grabbing his shirt. "I fucking knew it!" she hissed. "This idea is bull shit. How could you ever think I'll do something like that? Why would I ruin my life to help you?"

"Ah...let me get this straight then. You don't want to help mainly because if you do this, then you'd get onto Jimin's bad side and your decade long dreams of marrying him would go down in ashes. But I'm here to tell you that don't waste your time and effort on him. He isn't gonna marry you."

Na-Ra gritted her teeth.

"If money and status is what you want, then you'll get that by marrying me. You don't need Jimin for that. The Choi family isn't any less compared to the Parks."

Na-Ra huffed. "It's not always about money or status. I have my own and I don't need Jimin or you for that." Her chest heaved. "I love him and I want him at any cost. You knew this. I only have him in my heart."

Jun-Myeon rolled his eyes. "Come on, sweetheart. Who is bullshitting now? You clearly know your family is no match to the Chois or the Parks. Your great grandfather drove your family into bankruptcy with his illegal gambling habit and your father was lucky he was able to build it back from the ruins. If not for his purebred status that would have been impossible. Even before that your family fortune was nothing compared to us. The Shins used to be cart drivers and guards for our ancestors."

Na-Ra clenched her jaw. "We're done here." She turned to leave.

He grabbed her elbow, fingers digging into her flesh. "We're not done until I say so." His voice held a level of finality she wasn't used to. "You can do this willingly or unwillingly. I'll give you until the day before our next hearing date," he said. "Think clearly, Na-Ra. Everything depends on your decision."

Na-Ra scoffed. "You're a fool if you think I'll fall for your manipulation and poorly crafted tactics. You're locked up for a sexual offense and now you're threatening me with the photos you took of me without my consent." She notched her chin. "What makes you believe I wouldn't turn into one of the witnesses and claim that I'm one of your victims? I could say you drugged me and used me? Or I could claim that we used to date but we broke up because you were constantly cheating on me with the others but now you're threatening me with the photos and videos. How is that for starters, huh?"

Jun-Myeon stared at her silently as if he didn't consider this angle.

"Who do you think people would believe? You or me? I have your texts as proof," Na-Ra continued. "You're a continuous sex offender unlike me. I'm the omega here. By default, the law is in my favor. So think about your next action very clearly, Jun-Myeon. I might be one of the omegas you fucked but I'm not one of your omegas. If you know what's good for you, delete the photos and videos you have of me and never contact me again."

She pivoted on her heel and began to walk away. She was done here. Her blood boiled with anger. How dare he?! How could he ever think she'd be down to do something like this?

The audacity.

She will show him.

"Hey, Na-Ra," Jun-Myeon called. "Ever wondered why Jimin never looked at you twice?" His voice taunted her. "Wonder why he'll never date you? Don't wanna know who his new omega is?"

Na-Ra gritted her teeth. He was baiting her again. This time the price he demanded wasn't ust a simple fuck but her entire future. "Fuck off, Jun-Myeon. I shouldn't have come here believing your words in the first place. You're all bark and no bite."

Jun-Myeon went back to sit on the chair, manspreading his legs as he sat comfortably. "Why would I bite when I know I won't get what I want from you?" he asked casually, leaning on his elbows. "Alright I'll let you in on this information since there's no use in withholding this information anymore. You would wanna listen. Trust me."

Her brows knitted. Was he going to give that information for free? Sounded suspicious but she couldn't help it. The hand that was already on the door knob fell down. She turned to face him. "You have one minute. Tell me what I want to hear."

"You're so easy, Na-Ra. Nothing has changed much about you." He laughed, fingers drumming on the table rhythmically. "As much as you want to leave, you also want to hear the answer. You won't regret it but you'd wanna sit for this one."

"Out with it," she hissed, taking a few steps toward him.

"Alright, alright." He lifted both hands in the air with a shit-eating grin. "Remember that day we fucked in the gym?"

Her eyes narrowed, but said nothing.

"I think it was just a day before Jimin's birthday. You were too horny and we went at it against the wall," he reminisced with his eyes closed. "That day is still top on my list."

"That's enough." She pivoted on her heel, ready to leave again.

"Jimin saw us."

Na-Ra froze in her spot.

"He was there." She whirled around to see the smugness on his face. "Right when you demanded me to go harder, and harder, and harder...he was right there, watching you getting fucked by me."

"What the hell!" she growled. Na-Ra stared at him with distrust. "That's not funny."

She searched for something in his face to give away the truth but he looked way too confident. Jun-Myeon held that expression only when he spoke the truth.

"Were you too lost in pleasure to notice?" Jun-Myeon scoffed. "I know I'm good." He looked extremely pleased. "Bet he came looking for you. I saw him while we were switching positions so you could ride me. I saw him standing there, eyes flashing red and looking furious. I saw him leave just as you came all over my cock."

Na-Ra's grip on her bag loosened. "W-What? Y-You're lying."

That cannot be possible.

"Later, I heard from my friends that he got wasted with Taehyung and whored around all night." He sat back, crossing his leg at the knee. "He never celebrated that birthday with you, did he? You were supposed to go out on another cute date that night, but he never came and stood you up for the first time since you both started hanging out together. And soon he could barely stand you."

Her throat ran dry. "T-That's not true." Her knees trembled. This cannot be true. Jun-Myeon must be lying. He was lying. Jimin would have confronted her.

However, deep down, she knew he wasn't lying and there was a possibility that it could be true. She took a few more steps forward, gripping the armchair for support. What has she done!

"Ask him," he challenged. "Why do you think he hates me the most? Because I took what he used to think was his. The bastard is still salty. But taking what was willingly offered to me cannot be considered as stealing, right?"

Her knees weakened and she shakily sat on the arm chair. She shook her head. "T-That's not true," she whispered. "He couldn't have been there."

Jun-Myeon shrugged. "It is true. I got nothing to lose. Why would I lie? The reason Jimin cut you off abruptly is because he saw us fucking."

Angry tears burned her eyes and her frustration mounted. She was torn between believing his words and confronting him. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"And lose the good fuck I was getting?" he questioned with a scoff. "Come on. You know me better than that. What do you think you'd have done? You'd have blamed everything on me and fallen on your knees in front of him, begging him to take you back. I chose what was the best choice for me then. I always do."

"You..." she hissed. "You're a fucking liar!" Her eyes blazed. "You're telling me this so you can get me to agree to your proposition."

Jun-Myeon exhaled. "It'd work for the both of us if you agreed, but no I'm telling you this because I wanted to burst that fancy bubble holding your head up in the clouds. No matter how many years pass, Jimin wouldn't accept you as his mate. The guy got standards after all. He wouldn't go for my leftovers, especially my leftovers."

Na-Ra screamed, climbing over the table to grab his collar this time. "I'll fucking kill you."

Jun-Myeon just looked at her unfazed and grinned. "Do that and you'll never learn who his omega is?"

"Jimin doesn't have an omega," she thundered. She would have known. Even the private detective they hired couldn't find anything. "You just want to get a raise out of me because I wouldn't agree to your demand."

Jun-Myeon's grin widened. "Oh, he does, sweetheart. Why do you think he broke up with Jiseung? Heard they never even fucked and walked out on him."

Na-Ra pulled back as if she was burned by fire. How did he know? "Did you speak to Jiseung?"

"I don't have to." Jun-Myeon smiled, removing her hand from his collar. "Accept my proposition and you'll only gain societal status and power. Continue with this stupid dream of marrying Jimin and you'll end up with nothing." He stood, adjusting his suit jacket and smoothening his collar. "It's time to pick sides, Na-Ra. It's either Jimin or me. The ball is in your court now. I'm offering you something more solid. By agreeing to be on my side, you won't lose anything. But if you side with Jimin, then you'll lose everything, including him. Decide wisely."

Without further word, he walked out of the office they were in announcing, "I'm done. Let's go," to someone she couldn't see.

Tears blurred her vision and her hands continued to tremble as she was left alone to face the bitter truth that was just revealed to her. Could this be really true? How would she know if he was lying or not?

Fuck!

***

FAQ:

Q: I am curious how this universe works if you will answer my question. Do purebreds not work regular jobs? They can't all be rich, right? I get the idea about regular wolves since society won't let them go higher. So does that mean purebreds if born poor can rise higher quicker?

A: Purebreds are less in number. They're not rare but the regular wolves outnumber them. say they're like 100:1000. Purebreds are mostly employers and they don't do regular jobs. They are like rulers and nobles who evolved. They're favored by the govt because of their pedigree and the govt is trying to increase their numbers. But still it's not that easy. Since the purebreds affinity to mate only with other purebreds and purebred omegas aren't keen to pushout babies like the govt wants them to do. Also, the money and positions is passed down the generations. Basically there are no poor purebreds. Regular wolves can produce purebred off springs only if they mated with a purebred. Hope that makes it clear.

Q: Someone had asked what would have happened if Jimin had started dating Na-Ra and if she hadn't hooked up with Jun-Myeon in the past now that he is imprinted on Jungkook. Sorry the comment came on Twitter and before I could respond it went away and I couldn't find it again.

A: Animprint doesn't necessarily mean they'd have to date. The bond grows only ifthey nurture it and wanes if they don't. Also, Na-Ra grew up in a householdwhere they don't value mating as they should. Her parents are in an openrelationship and it'd have eventually changed the game. They would have brokenup one way or another for some reason. Their relationship wouldn't have lastedlong because how different they are as individuals and have different views onrelationship and mating. They're not compatible at all as couples and theinitial attraction would have burned out at least for Jimin.

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Jungkook wasn't feeling particularly hungry but he still reheated the dinner Taehyung ordered for him and had a small portion. The food tasted great but the knots in his stomach didn't allow him to eat much.

The bath was refreshing and he could feel the difference in his skin after using that organic scrub. Would Jimin notice the difference? His skin was softer than usual. Even the callouses in his palms seemed to soften a bit.

He dressed in a pair of comfortable sweatpants and t-shirt from the set of clothes Taehyung bought for him. His wolf enjoyed the softest pair of clothes he ever had the pleasure to wear. He couldn't stop caressing it. His wolf emitted a low rumble akin to a purr. Jungkook must admit Taehyung had an amazing taste and a keen eye for fashion.

His eyes flicked to the fancy wall clock every few minutes and he fought the urge to pace the living room. What would they talk about? What would Jimin tell him? He nibbled at his nails, putting his hand down when he realized what he was doing.

Why am I so nervous?

Truth be told, he missed Jimin dearly. He didn't think he would. It was too early for that, right? Maybe he was just feeling that way because after his dad, his alpha and Mr. Park were the only ones to show him some affection.

Deep down though, he knew his feelings ran deeper. He didn't know if all these flowery feelings were just the effects of a honeymoon phase. The omega liked to believe that wasn't the case. He was sure of his feelings. His wolf has already claimed the alpha as their mate. It would be really painful if Jimin were to feel otherwise.

Hearing him speaking to his father was a relief, but Jungkook refused to rejoice just yet. He had to tell Jimin himself about his feelings and tell him everything. Jimin should reach anytime now.

Jungkook didn't have to wait for too long because he heard the door unlock before he whirled around to see it open. His heart jumped in excitement, an involuntary grin forcing itself to the front as his twinkling eyes finally spotted the alpha.

Wearing a gray suit, paired with white shirt and black tie, Jimin looked every bit regal. His long, wavy hair bounced with his every move.

Jimin stormed inside, locking the door behind him and looked like he was running. The omega noticed a few strands from his usually slick hair were out of place and the tie was slightly askew. His wild, amber laden eyes found him first and as Jungkook hurried toward him, the alpha took off running in his direction too.

"Hyung!" Jungkook called, beaming as pure joy rushed to his chest and emanated from his being. His alpha was here. Jimin was finally in front of him. All his previous worries seemed to take a back seat as his wolf only thought of being in the alpha's arms.

The alpha's scent was laced with storm like Taehyung predicted. The spicy under notes of anger and distress were very distinctive.

Our alpha is worried for us, his wolf supplied.

When they met in the middle, Jimin snatched him by his hips, one arm lifting to cup his cheek as he captured his lips in a searing kiss. Oh, how much he missed this. His alphas embrace felt like he was coming home after a long day. He opened his mouth, allowing his alpha to kiss him deeper.

They moved in a frenzy and Jungkook didn't even care if it was forward or backward. He ran his hands all over the alpha's back, hugging him as tight as he could.

All the worries from the day seemed to ebb away as Jimin held him even tighter. Jungkook didn't realize how or when his back hit something solid. Jimin grabbed the back of his thighs, lifting him up and when he was seated, Jungkook realized it was on the back rest of Jimin's luxurious white couch.

Jimin pulled back to inspect both his wrists with a frenzy. His thumb traced his smooth skin and his tensed features relaxed when he saw no visible marks. "Does it hurt?" his voice carried a hint of growl that belonged to his wolf.

"No," Jungkook whispered. "Just missed you a lot."

"Me too. You have no idea." Jimin met his gaze, cupping his cheek with one hand. As he caressed the apple of his cheek with his thumb, he let out an exhale. "There's something I need to tell you."

"Oh, me too."

"Wait. Me, first," Jimin said, fishing his phone out of his pocket.

He browsed through the opened apps, choosing one before handing it to Jungkook. The omega frowned, seeing what it was and noticed it was a conversation between him and Na-Ra. He eyed the alpha quizzically, who urged him to read it.

Jungkook read the conversation, his wolf rejoicing in his chest. His alpha had defended him and put Na-Ra in her place. His Maraschino Cherry scent sweetened further to let their alpha know he was pleased.

"I cut her off. Na-Ra is vindictive by nature, so I purposefully steered the conversation away from you. Not because I'm incapable of protecting you, but for reasons that are beyond my ability. She could harm you with her words or actions," Jimin explained. "I don't want to give her a reason to come after you. I'd rather let go of her obsession with me and by extension you."

"I understand." He witnessed that first hand in the court today. He'd been experiencing prejudice all his life. Going through unwarranted hate and disdain one way or another.

"Besides that, I'm not giving you a chance to change your mind, so I want to go first," Jimin said, taking his phone back, locking it and throwing it carelessly on the couch. "I know I said it's a trial, but fuck trials." The growl he released reverberated along Jungkook's spine and the shivers it sent were doing funny things to his tummy. "To be honest, my growing feeling for you was scary. I had no explanation as to why I would suddenly feel such things for an omega I just met. A stranger, nonetheless."

Jungkook understood because it was the same for him too. He didn't know why Jimin was able to evoke the kind of emotions he didn't know he had it in him.

"It didn't make sense. I shouldn't feel these things. I've grown numb to these feelings, right? I'm the heartless one, after all." He shrugged. "At least that's what many people tell me. I even wondered if it was an obsession," Jimin continued. "Thought it would fade away if I let myself indulge a little bit, but it didn't. If I kissed you once, then I'd grow tired of it. But that wasn't the truth. I need you more than I realized. Every time we kissed, I was longing for more. Every second I was away from you, I was thinking about you. You know the funniest part? It never happened before. I was wondering if you woke up on time, had time to eat your breakfast, how your day went and how did your shift go. Most of all, I was yearning to have you closer, to see your smile in person and have your scent all over me."

Jungkook's eyes widened as confession spilled from the alpha's lips.

Jimin stared into his eyes, holding his gaze as he spoke, "This business trip only confirmed that. I missed you a lot. More than I should. I'd be a fool to not acknowledge that or just say it's just a phase. It's not. It angers me when I think that if I let you go, you'll become someone else's omega. It angers my wolf that you have an option out there, who isn't me. I can't let that happen." He shook his head and his chest rumbled with a growl. "I won't let that happen. Not when I'm alive."

"Alpha...you..." Jungkook was speechless. He didn't know what else to say. Out of everything he was expecting Jimin to say, a confession wasn't it.

"I want you," Jimin stated. "For as long as you'll let me have you. And I'll make sure you'll always want me," he growled, his grip on his cheek growing incredibly warm and his other hand fingers dug into his waist. "We agreed to be honest with each other. I think I'm imprinted on you, Jungkook. I don't know when or how it happened and I'm not gonna question this. My wolf has already accepted and thinks of you as our mate. Family and pups weren't something I saw in my near future until you came along. But now, that is all I can think of. We want to build a family with you. Man and wolf, we desire you. We are enticed by you. Jeon Jungkook, I wish to mate and marry you whenever you're ready."

Jungkook could only gape at the alpha, who stated something of such weight without batting an eyelash.

"And I can be very persuasive." Jimin grinned. "I'm gonna work so hard until you feel ready."

Jungkook felt the back of his eyes burn with unshed tears. This alpha... He closed the distance between them, pressing his lips over the alpha's.

I'm ready.

Jimin took control of the kiss in a matter of seconds, his pheromones bursting out of him in waves. The alpha ravished his mouth, nibbling at his lips before diving into his neck.

Jungkook gasped at the first touch of Jimin's lips over his scent gland. It sent a shockwave over his entire system and awareness pulsed in his veins. His eyes rolled to the back and toes curled as the alpha began to suck over the sensitive spot.

He traced the skin with his tongue, following up with his lips. He dragged his nose along the column of his nose, kissing every inch before diving into the other side of his neck. Behind his closed lids, Jungkook felt floaty. Evergreen pine needles intensified around him, transporting him to the forest.

All his senses grew heightened until they were all filled with the alpha. His wolf was belly up in his mind, letting their alpha do as he pleased. Jungkook, who had never been scented this way before, didn't know how to explain the exhilaration in his veins.

It was like the effect of booze. Slightly tipsy at first and then heady. But unlike the alcohol, he couldn't bring himself to tell Jimin it was enough. No, he wanted more. He needed more.

Jungkook bared his neck, gasped out moans and fingers dug into the alpha's shoulders. His body arched against the alpha. Like an intoxicating drug, the alpha's pheromones lured him in and Jungkook was in no state to fight against it.

His vision blurred behind his eyelids, the usual red turning into rainbows, swirling and dancing, forming different shapes as he continued to breathe in the alpha. Down and down he went until he was all but floating in his body.

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Jimin, who was scenting his omega aggressively, noted it a bit too late. First it was the silence that caught his wolf's attention. Second, it was the omega's sagging body in his arms.

He lifted his head to see Jungkook passed out with a blissful expression.

Oh, shit.

For a moment, panic coursed through him but Jimin gathered his bearings and lifted the omega in his arms, adjusting his position to lie down on the couch properly before grabbing his discarded phone.

"Hyung!" he called the first person that came into his mind.

"Yah, brat! You can't 'hyung' me after avoiding my calls for the past two days. I'm still angry at you," Seokjin's voice echoed from the other end.

Jimin rolled his eyes as he rubbed his temples. "Jungkook is scent drunk," he said. "I lost control for a moment."

"Ah, so is he like...half drunk or like passed out drunk?"

"Passed out."

"I'll inform Jia. Do me a favor. Move him to your guest bedroom and apply scent blockers. Air out the room and stop hovering around him with those pheromones. And, oh, take a shower to wash off all your excessive pheromones. That'd be very much appreciated."

"Hyung..." Jimin pursed his lips.

"He needs to get used to your pheromones. Jia will help you with that. Now I'll go and continue to be angry at you for ignoring my phone calls."

Seokjin disconnected the call and a soft smile tugged at Jimin's lips. His hyung had a funny way of throwing tantrums. He glanced at Jungkook with a sigh. Attorney Kim's words echoed in his mind.

I should have been more careful.

This isn't going to be easy.

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"There's really nothing to worry about, Jimin," Jia assured him for the umpteenth time. "His vitals are good and I sense no distress. He's just a little overwhelmed that's all."

Jungkook was asleep for the time being. Jia had checked him and said there was nothing to worry about and he would wake up automatically.

"Is it gonna be like this?" Jimin asked. "I don't want him passing out like this every time I'm near him."

Jia chuckled. "I understand your concern, but seriously, Jimin, there's nothing to worry about."

"He's just concerned that he'd be blueballed forever." Seokjin laughed from where he was sipping his drink in the living room. "He wants you to give him a solution for this."

"Well, too bad because that's something they have to figure out and a regular omega needs time to adjust to his pheromones. There might a few more incidents, but they'll get it."

"Thanks, Noona."

"Jimin, I've assisted at least three purebred/ regular wolf pairs' childbirth. It differs from one wolf to another." She patted his hand. "Oh, heard he's a student. If you're planning to take your relationship to the next stage, bring him over for a checkup."

"What she's saying is that if you don't want to knock him up, then you better put him under proper birth control," Seokjin said. "Honey, let's get going. I got a meeting in an hour."

"No one asked you to come over," Jimin grouched.

"No, but I had to see your constipated face." He winked at him. "See you later, buddy. I'm still angry that you didn't pick my call."

"Hyung," Jimin groaned. "You knew I was away for a business trip."

Seokjin huffed and waved a dismissive hand. "I can still complain. I'm your hyung."

Jia scoffed. "See you later, Jimin. Just call me if you need something."

"Okay." Jimin sighed, walking them to the door.

Attorney Kim had told him it would take a bit of adjustment, but he wasn't expecting a mishap this soon. Perhaps this was what he warned him about. Now he has to wait, hoping Jungkook wasn't angry at him for releasing his pheromones recklessly.

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When Na-Rae finally managed to drag Na-Ra out of the bathroom, her sister looked distraught. Her appearance even worried Na-Rae because she'd never witnessed Na-Ra like that. This was new. All this because of Jimin?

"I lost him," she kept mumbling. "It's all over. I was playing a game I already lost."

Na-Rae rolled her eyes. She left her shoot citing an emergency and hurried here without even changing. Yet this was what Na-Ra put her through. She got no proper explanation except for the phone conversation Na-Ra showed her.

"What's the big deal? So what? You slept with Jun-Myeon. Everyone knows Jun-Myeon is an asshole." Na-Rae knew the problem was because it wasn't a one time incident. Na-Ra continued to sleep with him when she knew she was supposed to marry Park Jimin. "You could just tell Jimin that you used to date Jun-Myeon but the bastard two-timed you and you broke things off with him," Na-Rae said. "I mean...you could just claim that you were in a toxic relationship and you didn't realize how bad it was for you until it was late. It's not like Jimin is a blushing virgin." She threw her hands up. "He has flings all the time. And it's not like you explicitly told Jimin that you liked him and went on to sleep with Jun-Myeon behind his back. You were both playing a push and pull until Jimin pulled all the way and pushed you aside for the other omegas. You thought he'd confess and start courting you but he didn't. Technically Jimin has no right to be even angry at you because you weren't a thing."

Well, Na-Ra was completely reckless with that move, considering they all went to the same school. She should have known better than to stray away from her goal. How did she even think she could fool around with Jun-Myeon right under Jimin's nose? If it was for Na-Rae, she would have just focused on seducing Jimin until he was wrapped around her pinkie. Stupid, stupid Na-Ra.

Na-Ra shook her head. Her hair was disarray, looking like a bird's nest and told Na-Rae her sister had been pulling at it. "No, you don't get it," she sniffled. "We used to hold hands and talk for hours. He told me that I made him feel different that he could be himself when he was with me. There were times he stared at me as if he wanted to kiss me, but he always pulled back and changed topics. I always let my pheromones free around him and let him know how I felt about him. He always responded to it and his scent would sweeten. But then from that day, it was nothing but bitter. I didn't know why. But now I do. I ruined everything. No. Jun-Myeon ruined everything. That bastard knew." She sobbed uncontrollably. "He set me up, knowing Jimin caught us. I was a fool. I should have stopped but I didn't. I continued to see him because he was convenient and I could keep things discreet. It helped that he preferred no strings attached unlike the others. I didn't know Jimin would have known all about our meetings."

Na-Rae was beyond furious. How could her sister be so stupid? She'd been telling her for years that Jun-Myeon was bad news and to stop hanging out with him. But Na-Ra said Jun-Myeon's network would come handy. In a way, it did. Jun-Myeon introduced her to a lot of big people in the entertainment industry and she'd been getting a lot of work through his contacts.

However, Jun-Myeon's proposal was ridiculous. How could Na-Ra be so careless? What was she even doing when he took those photos and videos of her? Why wasn't she bothered about Jun-Myeon?

"You used to be friends. He saw you, yes. But that doesn't give him a right to be angry at you," Na-Rae said. She felt like Jimin was just overreacting. Na-Ra could date whoever she wanted. He should have confronted her if it offended him at that time itself.

Na-Ra shook her head. "No, he wouldn't believe it because he heard everything we spoke," she cried. "He knows I was with Jun-Myeon because Jimin wouldn't touch me or give me the attention I wanted. That bastard knew Jimin was watching and made me say things I wouldn't have said otherwise. That fucking asshole!" She hugged her knees to the chest, where she sat curled on an armchair in the bedroom.

Na-Rae glared at her. "Just how bad did you screw over? How could you be so foolish?!" Her voice rose, echoing in the otherwise silent room. "You had the guy you always wanted in the palm of your hand, yet you were so careless. Jimin used to be around you like a puppy. You couldn't even keep a simple affair discreet. Our parents are gonna be so ashamed of you when they find out."

"N-No." Na-Ra shook her head. "They cannot know. Na-Rae, help me. Mom and dad will be so disappointed in me if they knew. There's something going on in between Jimin and that low life omega. He could be pregnant. I mean...why else the Park family is so protective of him? If we could just prove Jimin knocked him up, then I'll be free of this."

"Do you even hear yourself?" Na-Rae scoffed in disbelief. "You're worrying over nobody when your entire life's work has gone poof. How could you be so stupid?"

"You don't understand."

"Oh, I perfectly understand." Na-Rae planted her hands on her hips. "You're nuts. From my point of view, I see a mad woman, who has already lost the race, trying to dig even a deeper grave for herself."

"W-What?"

Na-Rae rolled her eyes. "I told you to stop overthinking. We're gonna let it cool down before thinking through, but nope you wanna do everything right now and just won't listen. Didn't you read what dad said? He said to leave that omega alone and now you want to find out if he's pregnant or not? Are you crazy? You don't even know if they're together or not."

"What other reason—"

"Doesn't matter!" Na-Rae yelled. "Are you fucking blind? You're in deeper trouble than that omega being pregnant. Honestly, how is his pregnancy even relevant to the shit you are in? Jun-Myeon could expose your relationship to the world and drop pics at any moment. He's literally blackmailing you. If Jimin already knows about you two then he wouldn't want anything to do with you. That's too much to process and all you can think about is some stranger you just met today? How is proving him pregnant even gonna help your cause?"

"No, you don't get my point. We can create a biggest scandal and—"

"No. It's you, who doesn't get what's going on. Come back to reality, Na-Ra. It doesn't matter if Jimin was fucking that omega or not. It doesn't matter if he knocked him up. First of all, we know nothing. Second, even if that's the case, then the case just got stronger against Jun-Myeon because he touched an omega that belonged to another alpha. It'll automatically give Jimin the rights to fuck Jun-Myeon up. You know how our laws work. On the other hand, if you took Jun-Myeon's side, everything you built could go down in flames. Dad would lose face. We will lose the Park family's favor. Our investors will pull back. Don't forget the Park family is the biggest investor in our family business. You know how important that is for our family. Like it or not, Jun-Myeon is a sexual offender. The public is against him. The Choi family is grasping at anything and everything to get him out of this. He's got money but what about our reputation? People could boycott your products and our company."

But Na-Ra didn't look like she was listening. No, she was too deep down in her misery that she failed to see the clear picture of things the way they were.

"We need to tell dad and mom," Na-Rae announced when she noticed her sister wasn't listening. It was all going over her head and there was no use talking to her like this.

"What? No. We can't—"

"We are," Na-Rae stated in a stern voice. "I'm not letting you do anything else recklessly and ruin what we have going on right now. My career is just picking up. I can't lose this all because of your stupidity."

"No, dad can't know."

"He will know how to handle the Choi family. We'll be in huge trouble if he found this later. He needs to know."

"He's gonna hate me." Na-Ra's lips trembled. "I already ruined it all. Jimin hates me."

"He always rejected your advances," Na-Rae said. "Jimin never reciprocated or gave into your proposals. We thought it was because he's a man whore, but now we know that's not the case. He has known you were sleeping around with his rival all along."

Na-Ra looked crestfallen. Her distressed scent filled the room and intensified to the point of suffocation. Na-Rae opened the balcony doors to air out the room. Shin Global would burn to the ground and they'd go back to being penniless if they weren't careful. All their family's investments heavily relied on the Park family.

Basically, Jimin held their future in his hands. It was one of the reasons her parents wanted Na-Ra to marry him. It was the only way to secure their future. If Na-Ra had managed to do that and bear an heir for the Park family then their family fortune would have been stable for generations. But now, it was all in vain. Her father was going to be so furious.

It was already too late. Maybe their dad will find a way out of this.

"Listen, you always fuck things up when you're emotional. Just let dad and mom handle this, okay? You gotta lay low for a few days and let this cool down," Na-Rae said. "Dad is right. We cannot act without thinking. We were thinking we knew it all, but Jimin is several steps ahead of us. He knew you were in the court today and you stayed back. How?"

Na-Ra stared at her with a distant look in her eyes. She looked as if she was lost.

"We have to be very careful," Na-Rae told herself, narrowing her eyes on her sister. Very very careful.

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Jungkook woke up after the best night's sleep ever, feeling light as a feather and body so relaxed like a baby. He stretched under the soft covers, groaning pleasantly. The sheets were too soft for his palm and he couldn't help but rub them and relish the softness.

It was one of those rare days where he felt just so good after waking up. He shut his eyes tighter, cocooned in evergreen pine, thyme and sage. What a wonderful combination of scents. He could live like this forever.

The omega snuggled into the covers, seeking the source of the scent but growing disappointed as he found none. He blinked his eyes open, slowly getting acquainted with the unknown bedroom and surroundings.

The momentary confusion faded away as last night's events came to him. Oh, my God!

Jimin had scented him. His heart fluttered. His alpha had scented him last night. Gosh, it felt so good that he didn't know when he fell asleep. What time is it?

He didn't remember walking to the bedroom. Glancing around, he figured it must be the guest bedroom he used earlier because it was the only room that didn't have any personal touch and lacked Jimin's potent scent.

Though his omega wanted to use their alpha's room, he didn't know if he was allowed to do that yet. The thought of being able to nest on Jimin's bed alone was enough to cause hundreds of butterflies to flutter in his stomach.

He threw the covers off him, finding his phone on the bedside table, fully charged. The time was little after two p.m. in the afternoon and Jungkook's eyes widened. I slept that long?

The omega hurried to the bathroom, freshening up in record time and rushed outside. Jimin might be already in office. Why am I running like this?

But what if he was waiting for him? Jungkook went outside to the living room and his heart almost came to a stop. Jimin's stern voice reached him. He was working from home. The coffee table was littered with files and his laptop. He was talking to someone over the phone, eyes narrowed and brows creased.

The frown on his face told him that Jimin was pissed at something. But what made him halt was his nakedness. Well...not entirely but—

Jimin's gaze flicked up as if sensing his presence and Jungkook's heart slammed against his rib cage. Oh, shit. He saw me.

The alpha immediately stood and Jungkook's heart dropped to his stomach. Jimin was still talking on the phone, but his unwavering gaze pinned Jungkook to his spot. Red bled into his eyes as he began to approach him with quick steps.

Jungkook's jaw went slack as his eyes helplessly trailed down the naked chest, tracing over the choco chip nipples and the well-defined abdominal muscles. The rippling muscles led down to his Adonis belt and Jungkook forgot to breathe. His scent sweetened, his wolf feeling more than pleased with the sight of their alpha.

He stood rooted to the spot, eyes wide and scent sweet. He smelled so ripe given the significant wetness between his ass cheeks. To his disdain, he couldn't even bring himself to feel ashamed because his treacherous wolf was posturing. It was fluffing its fur and twisting its body with a playful swish of its tail in his mind.

Jungkook, however, stood dumbfounded, having not expected his own visceral reaction to the alpha. The alpha's face that was etched with concern initially was now smirking at him with knowing eyes.

"I'll talk to you later," Jimin said into the phone and disconnected it before pocketing his phone. "How are you feeling now?"

Jungkook had trouble meeting his gaze because it was still glued to Jimin's chest. Could you blame him? He'd never seen an alpha in all his glory at such close proximity. Not to mention it was his alpha.

He felt like he could faint any moment.

Strong arms gripped his hip and pulled him closer. Jimin's breath fanned his lips and Jungkook's eyes finally fluttered to glance up. "Don't look at me like that, omega," Jimin growled. "I'm barely holding myself from pouncing at you and take what's mine." He nipped at his jaw.

Jungkook's eyes fluttered shut and he bared his neck more, waiting for the burst of evergreen pine to wash over him. When nothing came, he opened his eyes, a frown tugging at the corners of his mouth. He mutely lifted a hand, rubbing over the alpha's scent gland.

"No scent," he complained in a pouty voice, he didn't know he was capable of producing.

"Jia told me it's good to apply scent blockers around you until you get used to my pheromones," Jimin replied and when Jungkook's frown deepened, he further explained, "Seokjin hyung's wife. She's a doctor."

"Oh."

"Do you remember getting drunk on my scent last night?" Jimin asked, his features softening and concern once more replacing the raw desire that was there moments ago.

"I..." Jungkook replayed the events from the night before. He only remembered getting intoxicated and wanting more. It was just so good. "I..." He blinked.

"You got me so worried, Cherry Blossom." Jimin cupped his cheek. "I'm sorry I lost control on my wolf like that. I should have been more careful with you." He caressed his cheek, staring into his eyes and searching his face for something.

"I..." Jungkook bit his bottom lip. "I liked it," he admitted sheepishly and averted his gaze because it was just too much. His face grew hot. "It was...um...a-addicting."

Jimin's grip on his tightened. "So you aren't angry at me for knocking you out like that?"

Jungkook shrugged. "You're my alpha." He met his gaze again. "My heart, mind, soul and body already belong to you. And I knew this was a possibility though I didn't expect it to happen like that." He glanced down between them, drawn by the golden skin just in his vicinity. "I know you'll never hurt me."

Jimin tipped his chin with two fingers. "You trust me too much. I could have done anything to you."

"Nothing I wouldn't have wanted." Jungkook's scent sweetened and he felt his face flame even more.

"Oh." Jimin stepped even closer. "You'd have wanted that?" his voice was teasing but Jungkook could tell the alpha was expecting something.

"Not like that but..." Jungkook averted his gaze. "You get it."

"No, I don't," Jimin said. "Elaborate. I don't want to read something wrong."

"I mean...if something were to happen between us..." Jungkook drawled. His heart beat so fast and he realized, he really wouldn't have minded if something were to happen. They already belonged to each other and it was only natural their wolves would want that intimacy. He knew nothing happened and Jimin had controlled his wolf. "I meant...You already have my consent."

Jimin smiled. "But not like this, Cherry Blossom. I want to look into your eyes and see it rolling back in pleasure when I'm inside you."

A shudder raked Jungkook's body right then. He couldn't help the glob of slick leaking out of him.

Jimin's grip tightened in response. "The worst that could have happened yesterday was me biting you and tying you to us for eternity."

Jungkook's lashes fluttered and his wolf whined in his chest. They wanted that. Oh, how badly he wanted that right then. It was believed that a bite united two souls and they always found their way to each other in every other life. Jungkook wanted that. It was something he never knew was possible.

"Alpha..."

Jimin dove to his neck, sucking over his scent gland and trailed his wet lips to a sensitive spot right beneath it—the sacred spot for mating. "I'll bite you right here," he said against his skin, kissing the spot sensually. "I'll never let you cover your neck so everyone can see how you belong to me. My omega. My mate."

Jungkook let out a needy whimper and Jimin bit over the spot, appeasing his omega. His bit didn't break the skin, but the intention was clear to his human and wolf. The alpha released the skin after a moment only to continue kissing and sucking on it.

The omega whined when the alpha pulled back. "You have to eat first," Jimin said. "You slept for too long, Cherry Blossom." He took his hand and kissed his knuckles before beginning to guide him to the dining table. "As much as I'd like to take you to bed and continue from where we left off, my wolf wants to feed you first. The cook made a hotpot with your favorite choice of meat, veggies and noodles."

Jungkook's wolf perked at the mention of food. The delicious aroma of food wafted to him as soon as Jimin removed the lid and his stomach rumbled shamelessly. "I love hotpot," he said sheepishly.

"All for you, sweetheart." Jimin sat him down and kissed on top of his head. "Watching you eat is one of my favorite things to do." He grabbed a bowl and other utensils for the omega.

"Won't you join me?" Jungkook asked him, eyes wide with hope.

Jimin's phone rang but the alpha silenced it. "I'd love to."

369. [Taegi's side]

Taehyung heard a knock and momentarily came out of his rambling session to see who it was. The gifts lay on the couch from where he opened it. Jimin was right. He didn't know why he didn't take any action yet. This was beginning to creep him out now.

Only his friends and manager knew about his new hideout. No one else knew where he was. But to receive a courting gift on the first night here was something else. It only meant he was being stalked and his stalker knew his whereabouts. Or one of his friends was purposefully messing with him.

He wasn't worried per se. It was just unsettling to know another alpha would dare to court him. The thought alone made him snort. A look through the peephole told him it was Yoongi on the other side. His friend held two paper bags in his hands, looking as if he just left work.

Taehyung, though taken aback by his sudden presence, threw the door open and plastered a wide grin on his face. "Hey, hyung!" he greeted before hugging the other alpha.

Yoongi's citrusy scent invaded his senses almost immediately and Taehyung fought the urge to just sag against him. It was so comforting that for a moment, he wanted to do nothing but bury his nose into Yoongi's scent gland and forget everything else around them.

What the hell?! He pulled back immediately with a frown. That never happened before. Taehyung blinked, the reason he was avoiding Yoongi coming to the front of his mind. "C-Come in," he stuttered, but Yoongi was already walking past him, their shoulders brushing.

"You're always busy. So I thought I'll stop by," Yoongi announced in his usual lazy tone. "I brought breakfast."

"Oh. Ha ha." Taehyung was at a loss of words and didn't know what to say. That was a first. Why was he like this? Yoongi was his best friend and hyung first. He shut the door behind him feeling a sense of trepidation for some reason.

Was Yoongi going to confront him? Taehyung didn't have any answers. So he decided to play aloof. Maybe Yoongi will leave after breakfast. It wasn't like they never did this before. They hung out all the time.

"Nice place," Yoongi commented. "That the gift from your admirer?"

Taehyung rolled his eyes. "Yeah." He walked past Yoongi to remove the items from the couch. He gathered them and went to dump them in the trash can. "It's becoming a headache. Guess I have a stalker now."

"Oh."

Did Yoongi's gaze darken a bit or he imagined it? Taehyung shrugged it off. Why would this bother him? Maybe he was concerned for his safety as his friend. "Don't worry, hyung. Shit like this happens when you're famous." Taehyung winked, feeling grateful for the topic diversion. "I got it handled."

"I don't think he'd appreciate the way you're treating his courting gifts," Yoongi said. He put the breakfast on his coffee table and approached him with slow steps. For some reason, those steps felt as if Yoongi was stalking toward him as if he was his prey. What the hell! "You should be more mindful, Taehyung-ah."

Taehyung scoffed. His friend felt different for some reason and he couldn't put a finger on it. "I don't even know him," he replied. "Why would I care for his feelings? No man in the right mind would want to court me." He chuckled dryly.

"What if someone wants to?" Yoongi probed, looking serious as ever and it was unsettling somehow.

Taehyung swallowed, looking away. He clenched his fists. "Why would they want to?"

"Because you're you," Yoongi replied without missing a beat.

"E-Exactly, hyung." Taehyung tried to laugh it off. "I'm just me."

Yoongi cocked his head to the side. "Crazy talented, hardworking, loyal to the core, selfless...Yeah, I see the appeal."

Taehyung's head whipped up, eyes widening. "W-What?"

There was nothing but sincerity in Yoongi's gaze. "I said I understand why someone would admire you," Yoongi responded nonchalantly. "To have someone like you in their life is a blessing in itself."

"Oh."

That was actually sweet. Probably the best thing someone had ever told him.

"I actually came here to return something you gave me a while ago," his best friend continued with a shrug of his shoulder. Taehyung thought Yoongi was sexy when he did that. Was he always this handsome? Or was it just his fashion sense improving? The suit looked extremely good on him.

Not that Yoongi didn't dress up before. He often opted for black attire but these days he added a touch of color to his wardrobe and Taehyung loved it.

But what did he want to return? That thought drew a frown from Taehyung. "I give a lot of things, hyung," he said in a light hearted tone. "When did we ever return stuff? Whatever it is, you can keep it."

"This isn't something that can be kept." Yoongi narrowed his eyes on him. "Because keeping it to myself is a burden that's too much to bear. Giving it back is the only way."

"Huh?" Now that got Taehyung really worried. He never gave anyone things that would become a burden. "I-I don't understand."

Red bled into Yoongi's pupils and in the next instant a wave of pheromones washed over him. Taehyung gasped at the onslaught. His pupils dilated, nostrils flaring as he inhaled the scent that was too strong for an alpha like him. Did Yoongi want to challenge his wolf?

But anger or threat was the last thing his wolf felt. His wolf was confused. He couldn't move even if wanted to. What's happening?

Yoongi took a step forward, leaving only a feet 'distance between them. "I remember everything, Taehyung. I know you kissed me that day at Jin hyung's party. You may pretend it didn't happen, but I can't do it anymore."

Taehyung's eyes widened and he could form no words. He felt tongue-tied. It's over. Yoongi was here to confront him. He called it a burden. He's going to cut me off. He's going to leave me like everyone else.

No. No. No.

This was the exact thing Taehyung was afraid of. This was why he avoided a confrontation and kept running from Yoongi. Just as Taehyung braced himself for whatever was about to come, Yoongi lifted a hand and he immediately closed his eyes. Yoongi was going to deck him and he deserved it. He braced for the punch to land.

However, it wasn't a punch that landed on his face. Yoongi had gripped the back of his head, fingers twisting and pulling his hair, causing his eyes to pop open. When he stared into his best friend's eyes that were completely overtaken by his wolf, Yoongi closed the distance between them to capture his lips.

Taehyung stood unmoving, rendered by shock and surprise. His lips tingled from where they were connected and his heart raced, each beat sounding like a thundering hoof of a horse. What?

He lifted his hands to push Yoongi off him, but instead when it connected to Yoongi's chest, he felt so powerless. His wolf and human side were too stunned to react. All the blood was rushing to his head. Something that never happened before when he kissed someone.

The oncoming pheromones were doing things to him. Taehyung gasped as Yoongi crowded his space, their bodies now pressed tight, his hands held captive between their chests. He tilted his head to kiss him deeper and a bite to his lower lip, caused him to gasp.

Yoongi dipped his tongue into his mouth, tasting him and taking him again by surprise. Taehyung's head felt dizzy and there was a buzzing noise in his ears. Yoongi's chest rumbled and he felt every vibration at the tip of his fingers.

He's kissing me. We're kissing.

What the hell?

Why am I not moving?

I should push him off.

But Taehyung couldn't move even if he wanted to. Yoongi suddenly pulled back, staring into his eyes with glistening lips. "This isn't all," he said, his voice coarse and sounded strained. "I'll give the rest back when it's time. You're such a coward, Taehyung. How far do you think you can run?"

Taehyung could only blink at his best friend, still processing the kiss that happened when he was fully sober without a drop of alcohol in his system.

Yoongi cupped his cheek, caressing his chin and his gaze slid down to his lips. "That's a nice shade," he murmured. "I love how it's red just from one kiss. Wanna see how you'll look when I bite them raw."

A shudder coursed through Taehyung's body and his wolf let out a soft whine much to his horror. I must be going nuts. This can't be happening. Why isn't my wolf pushing him away?

Yoongi, on the other hand, rolled his hips once. "Thought you couldn't get hard anymore." He smirked. "You're hard now, Taehyung."

Taehyung's eyes widened further at the realization. Horror settled in his core. The situation only got worse. He didn't think it was even possible.

Yoongi began to pull back. "I know you need time to process all this, but I'm not a patient man. I've given you enough time to get your shit together, which I don't see happening." His gaze slanted to the trash can. "Avoiding me isn't a choice anymore. And you can't keep running forever. You better take that courting gift out of it and treat it the way it should be treated. My wolf is so pissed at you right now, blue angel. Don't make me do something I'll regret later."

He began to walk backward while Taehyung felt the single drop of cold sweat running down his spine.

Blue angel.

"And finish your breakfast." He gestured at the paper bag on the table. "I bought your favorite. See you later."

With that, Yoongi whirled around and walked out of the door, slamming it shut. Taehyung's legs gave away, knees shaking as he slid to the floor. That was...

Yoongi hyung kissed me and he called me a blue angel.

He's the one courting me.

What the fuck?!

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"Young Master, I'd have been more than happy to do it if you wanted help with cooking and you know that but you insisted on doing everything yourself. Also you never brought an omega here before or went this far to take care of someone. And I see that omega is still here. Means he must be very special to you."

Jungkook paused upon hearing an elderly woman's voice. He didn't think there would be someone else apart from him and his alpha.

"Yeah," he heard Jimin reply. "He is."

"I see. I can tell you're so fond of him. Did he enjoy the hotpot, young master?"

"He did." Jimin sounded bashful.

"Aww, look at you, young lad. You look so happy and that smile says everything. I never thought I'd live to witness a day you'll fall in love. My heart is content," the elderly woman gushed. "He'd have appreciated your cooking a lot. He's such a lucky omega to have an alpha like you."

"I'm the luckiest among us two," Jimin replied without missing a beat. "He doesn't know I cooked. Well, no one knows I can cook and do it once in a while."

No, alpha. I'm the luckiest one. No one else other than you would treat me like a treasure. And you cooked all that for me.

"Why?" the elderly woman exclaimed. "He will appreciate everything his alpha does for him. You should have told him."

He couldn't see them from here. Jungkook contemplated going back. Was he eavesdropping? He didn't mean to. And they weren't exactly secretive. The woman's voice was so loud that he had no doubt it'll reach his room.

"It's simple, auntie. If the cooking was horrible I could have easily blamed it on you."

"You, little brat."

Jimin's laughter reached him followed by that woman's. Jungkook found himself smiling too. Their interaction was just so heartwarming. Jimin wasn't the horrible alpha everyone feared right now. He was just a wolf who was having a light hearted conversation with an elderly woman.

"But he did enjoy the food. He finished it all," his alpha sounded proud. "My omega eats so well."

Our alpha cooked for us and was worried whether we would like it or not. Jungkook's chest rumbled as warmth filled it. His wolf may be a bit too pleased, sweetening his scent. Why was this alpha too sweet? And why would people paint him as someone he wasn't?

"Alright. My grandpups will be home soon from school. I'm leaving now." Footsteps approached the hallway and Jungkook retreated a bit. He felt a bit shy to be seen right now.

"How are their studies going? Let me know if you need anything." Jimin followed her out.

"They have everything they need. Thanks to you and your kind family. Eldest was the top of her class and her teachers said that she has high chances for a placement in Seoul University." Pride was evident in the older woman's voice. "Youngest is excelling in sports than academics, but we're sure he will find his way."

She must be over seventy and walked slowly.

"You know you could easily take a taxi. I already told you that I'll cover the charges," Jimin said, opening the door.

"Hush, puppy. You're already doing enough. These old bones need some work out every day and cooking for you makes me happy. I have to take care of my heart so I can cook for your pups someday too." She left the home and Jimin waited until she left before coming inside.

"She seems sweet," he said, observing Jimin's kindness extended to other regular omegas too, which immensely pleased him and his wolf. It only assured his omega that the imprint wasn't the only reason for how Jimin treated him. It appeared to be his nature.

Jimin glanced at him with a warm smile and now he wore a white thin t-shirt that hugged his body so well. "She is," he replied. "She used to be my nanny. After retirement she still insists on cooking for me and comes here once a day. Her two sons work in our factory and her late husband used to be my dad's driver when I was a pup."

"Thank you for cooking. It was very delicious," Jungkook said. His alpha needed to know that his efforts were welcome and appreciated. "I loved it."

"Oh, you heard us talking.

The omega nodded. "You looked so different when talking to her," Jungkook said. "I like this side of yours."

Jimin's smile grew warmer. "Yeah? Tell me something you don't like about me," he teased, his hands naturally extending to pull Jungkook closer as if it was his second nature.

Jungkook crashed into the alpha's chest with a bashful smile, hands lifting to tug the white t-shirt he suddenly disliked. "You being on scent blockers," he answered. "My wolf hates that we can't smell you." He pouted.

Yeah, blame it on me. His wolf rolled its eyes. At least that way we can both get that knot.

Jungkook coughed, unexpected by his wolf's sudden interference.

Hold on, let me help you with that. You, human, are useless without my help.

His scent suddenly sweetened, wave after wave of pheromones wafted off him and Jungkook's eyes widened in horror. That wasn't what he meant. He just wanted to get scented. Stop that! He screamed internally and stared at the alpha, whose eyes were slowly shifting to that of his wolf's.

"Is your wolf being naughty?" Jimin quipped, lip quirking to the side. "Mine too."

"Oh. I just..." Jungkook scratched the back of his head. "I don't know why it's behaving this way."

Jimin caressed his cheek. "Because it likes me a bit too much."

Jungkook's cheeks grew hot.

"What about the human side? Does he like his alpha?"

"Of course, I do," Jungkook sounded offended. "How could you ask me that when I already told you what I want?"

Jimin inched closer. "What do you want?"

"You." Jungkook's eyes widened when he realized what he just said. Oops.

Jimin laughed, the sound rich and deep. The corners of his eyes crinkled and for a moment, he looked younger than his age. The omega stared at him, unable to tear his gaze away from his face. His alpha was extremely handsome and he still couldn't believe Jimin wanted to be his mate.

"It'd be a pleasure, Cherry Blossom." The alpha embraced him tighter. "I'm yours and you can have me anytime you want. But I just wanted to give you proper courting." Jimin once again caressed his cheek with the back of his hand. "After years, when you look back, I want you to remember these cute little dates I'm going to take you and tell our pups how I courted you before mating you. As impatient as my wolf is right now, we wanted to do this right."

That warmth increased two-fold in Jungkook's chest. Why was his alpha too sweet? "I'd love that," he whispered.

Jimin, however, backed him up until the back of his knees hit the couch. "That doesn't mean we can't have fun." He winked and his smile turned into a smirk. A very handsome one that caused Jungkook's heart to flutter and stutter. "The good and naughty kind of fun."

His chest rumbled and scent sweetened with a tinge of arousal. Of course his wolf would love that. That shameless ball of fur was always out of line when it came to Jimin. A tingle coursed through his body. And just like that Jimin's scent washed over him. Like a greedy person, Jungkook opened his mouth, inhaling it through his mouth and nose. But unlike before it wasn't coming at him in waves. It was just there and it wasn't enough.

"A purebred wolf can override scent blockers at will," Jimin explained, running his nose along his jaw. He pushed him to lie on the couch before climbing on top of him. "Knowing I have your consent must be the sexiest thing ever," the alpha growled. "Knowing you're fully mine is exhilarating." He hovered above him. "We're going to have so much fun, Cherry Blossom."

Jungkook gasped as Jimin lowered himself on him. Body to body, the alpha was heavy but the weight was more than welcome. The omega hugged him, wrapping both his legs around his waist. He'd never been this close to anyone before and the proximity alone was doing this to his body.

"Jia told me something," Jimin mumbled against his jaw. "If we're gonna take this to the next stage then I should consider putting you on birth control." The alpha pulled back. "What are your thoughts on it, omega? Do you want to be in it?"

Jungkook blinked and was sure his cheeks would be positively red. "Um...s-should I answer right now?" he asked.

Jimin laughed. "Take your time, Cherry Blossom. It's just something we should think about. I'm on board with whatever you decide. Since you're still in college, I think it wouldn't hurt to wait for a few more years until you feel ready."

"Oh." Jungkook's eyes widened.

His alpha would allow that? He didn't think about that yet. Well, he didn't think dating was in his near future. Surviving itself was a task and how could he think of dating? But now things are different. He had an alpha and they were already talking about pups.

In a society where the alphas decided everything and an omega had very little say about pups and childbirth, he didn't think he'd be given a choice in that matter. Don't big families expect an heir first?

"What are you thinking?" Jimin asked.

"Just...I-I can decide that?" he asked because he couldn't believe it was his choice. "Like for real?"

"Of course." Jimin frowned. "It's your body. Despite me being here to support you, it's you who's going to do all the hard work. In my eyes, you're still young to be a father." He ruffled his hair. "This is an age to just study and enjoy your life as a student with no other responsibilities weighing down on you. And yes, it is and it'll always be your choice, Cherry Blossom. I firmly believe every omega has the right to decide when they should get pregnant and no one should be forced to bear a pup when they aren't emotionally or mentally ready for it."

Jungkook's bottom lip trembled and he lunged to hug his alpha, a sob breaking out of his chest.

"Hey...what did I say?" Jimin sounded confused. Panic rose in his scent. "Baby, did I say something wrong? I didn't mean to hurt you."

Jungkook pulled back and pressed their lips together. He pulled back to look into his alpha's eyes. "You're the best alpha one could ask for. I'm so lucky." Then he kissed his alpha again.

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"Sweetheart, something came up," Jimin said, looking up from his phone. They were making out on the couch when his phone began to ping with multiple notifications and he had paused, telling him they were from one of his hyungs and had to check up. The alpha apologized as he grabbed the phone.

Worry nabbed Jungkook. "Is everything alright?"

His alpha had been avoiding phone calls all evening and put his phone on do not disturb mode, telling him only his VIP contacts would be able to contact him now. And Jungkook guessed his friends wouldn't reach out if it wasn't for something urgent.

Jimin shook his head. "It's Taehyung."

"Taehyung hyungie?" He sat up, pulling his t-shirt down. His heart raced. "Is he okay?" He hoped it was nothing serious. "Is it something serious?"

Jimin's features softened. "He'll be fine. Just some courting drama."

"Courting drama?" he mumbled to himself. Jungkook could tell there was more to that than what Jimin said but he didn't push it. "Okay. Hyung seems nice. He bought me all these and told me he wanted to adopt me." He smiled warmly. "I never had a brother before. He told me he wants me to be his little brother."

Jimin's scent sweetened and his smile grew warmer. "Yeah, that's Taehyung." He exhaled. "He has a way of brightening up everyone's lives but doesn't consider himself worthy of the same kindness he bestows on others." The alpha took a seat beside him, throwing his head back on the head rest. "I wish one day he accepts himself for who he is and cuts himself some slack."

Jungkook understood, though he didn't know the entire thing. "Do you have to go?" he asked in a gentle tone. "I can stay here or I'll go back to the dorm."

Jimin shook his head and took his hand in his. "No. He's coming over. You can stay. He'd probably wanna get wasted and rant until he passes out. You're now part of my world. I want you to meet my friends and become a part of our circle." He caressed the back of his hand with his thumb.

Jungkook's chest grew warm. It was happening a lot these days. He liked that Jimin wanted to include him in his life. "Why does he want to get wasted?" Taehyung seemed to be a pretty chill guy to him. He wondered what happened that he would want to get drunk.

"Did I ever tell you my friend is a bit dramatic?" Jimin asked tiredly. "Scratch that. He's way too dramatic." He rolled his eyes fondly. "So this happened a while ago. You know Jin hyung, right? He got married almost a year ago and threw us all a bachelor party. His parties are...kinda wild and reckless. It was his last day as a bachelor and he went all out, including preparing a nasty ass drink."

"Oh." Jungkook listened intently.

"Yoongi hyung, Hoseok hyung and I didn't drink much knowing he'd have spiked it but others were a different story. Taehyung especially got too high and began to tease Yoongi hyung. It was all fun and games until his wolf took over at some point. They ended up kissing and...well..." He sighed. "He marked Yoongi hyung."

Jungkook's eyes widened. "Oh, my God!" Out of everything he expected, that wasn't it.

"The worst part, he remembered nothing when he woke up the next day. He's a bit of a player, you know? And things didn't change much for him."

Jungkook shuddered. "Oh, God!" That was downright messed up.

"Yeah. It was hell for Yoongi hyung. He made us promise to never talk about it and not to intervene. So naturally we all pretended as if it never happened but it was painful to watch them. Especially with Taehyung being with someone new almost every day as if he wasn't affected by it the least."

"H-How is it possible?" Jungkook asked in horror. "If his wolf marked Yoongi hyung, shouldn't he know that? How could he have someone else when he already has a mate?"

Jimin shrugged. "I don't understand that. We tried to talk to Taehyung, but Yoongi hyung stopped us. But recently he'd had enough and began courting Taehyung anonymously. Today he revealed it was him, who was courting him and kissed him. Now I have an alpha, who is freaking out and if I don't get my hands on him and ground him, he's gonna do some stupid, stupid things."

"That sounds serious."

"It is," he agreed.

"I hope things work out for both of them. If they could just sit and talk..." Jungkook drawled. "Taehyung hyung should know what he did. It's irreversible. Maybe if he knew he'll stop being an idiot."

Jimin's eyes whipped to him in surprise. "Wow. That's bold, my love."

Pink painted Jungkook's cheeks. That was the first time Jimin addressed him as his love. His heart fluttered and butterflies erupted in his belly. Did Jimin really mean it?

"Sweetheart, I would tell him but I'm afraid what he would do if he knew. He will be here in a bit and you'll see it for yourself. Then you can decide which is better, strangling him or drowning him."

As if on cue, the door burst open and Taehyung stormed in, looking like a wreck. Jungkook's eyes widened as he saw Taehyung in a different light for the first time. Gone was the sophisticated man he met in the club. In his place, was a total disaster. His hair was unkempt and shirt askew.

If Jungkook didn't know better, he'd have thought he was involved in a bar brawl. More than that—

"Oh, Jiminie, it's all over!" the alpha wailed.

Huh?! Jungkook blinked. Do alphas wail?

"I'm done for. I need to get away from here as soon as possible. I did it again. I ruined it. I ruined it all," Taehyung continued, throwing his bag haphazardly on the floor and stomping toward the couch. He noticed Jungkook, sitting there with wide eyes half way and moved the hair falling on his eyes to see better. "Oh, Googly eyes, you're here too. Look at your brother's misery." He pointed at himself. "It's all over."

Taehyung plopped between him and Jimin, squeezing in between them until he made enough space for himself. The omega was surprised by his actions but Jimin looked as if it was nothing new. The actor smelled like Jasmine with the under notes of petrichor. What an interesting scent. He didn't know many alphas that had a soft scent.

"Thank you," Taehyung sniffled. "What a nice thing to hear after such a miserable day! I'm glad you think my scent is interesting."

Jungkook gasped. Did he say that out loud?

"Yes, it was very loud and I think you're just star struck." He whipped his hair. "That happens a lot of time. Now cover your ears. Your big brother is going to have a big boy talk with your mate here." He grabbed both of Jungkook's hands and plastered it over his ears.

"Um..."

He turned to Jimin. "Listen, I'm in a bit of a crisis. I'll make up for all the cock blocking later, but I got hard and it won't go down," he hissed.

Jungkook's face flushed. Taehyung was too loud and covering his ears wasn't really helping.

Jimin frowned. "That's...very specific."

"No, you don't understand," Taehyung exasperated.

Jimin cocked his head to the side. "Are you telling me that you have a condition down there and need immediate medical attention?"

Taehyung pulled his hair and let out a scream. "No! You don't understand." He then fully turned to grab Jimin's shoulders and shake him wildly. "I can't get hard. Ever since that night at Jin hyung's party, I could never get hard. Listen, I know this might sound crazy, but my boy stopped working. No matter what I tried, how many I tried to be with, it just won't work!"

Jimin frowned, staring at Taehyung while Jungkook stared at the back of his head with his mouth agape. That was too much information. He wondered if it was safe to leave the place and whether he'd be able to go unnoticed. He tried to slip away but Taehyung put a hand on his knee.

"Where do you think you're going?" He narrowed his eyes on him. "I'm not done talking and sit with your ears covered, nice and easy. I'm gonna come back to you."

"Ah..." Jungkook swallowed. He didn't think his presence was necessary.

"Yes, you're necessary because I need an omega point of view and you are the only omega here." Taehyung turned back to Jimin again.

Jungkook palmed his face. He did it again. What's with me?

"What about all those times you boasted about being with someone?" Jimin questioned him.

"It's true," Taehyung said. "I was too ashamed to admit that my boy is suddenly dysfunctional. I thought all that fuck fest led it to this condition. It was embarrassing. So I was just bluffing."

"Wow," Jungkook whispered. He could only imagine the pain he had unintentionally caused Yoongi because of this. "You're really an idiot," he mumbled.

"I know right!"

"Does Yoongi hyung know?" Jimin raised his brow, looking as if he was done with his stupidity.

"Of course." Taehyung palmed his face. "I asked for his help and he told me he would help me figure out what's wrong with me. Then this all happened..." he groaned.

"So he knows," Jimin surmised, looking thoughtful.

It made sense why Yoongi would start courting him. He might have realized what was happening and decided to take that step because he also knew Taehyung was going to be oblivious forever.

"And then he suddenly shows up today, telling me he brought breakfast. Everything was going well until he saw me dump that courting gift. What was I even thinking? I didn't want him to misunderstand me and I didn't know why he was getting pissed that I was dumping someone else's courting gift."

Huh?

Jungkook blinked. Did he hear that right? Was Taehyung lamenting because he threw Yoongi's courting gift in trash without knowing he was the one courting him? It sure sounded like that.

"Then he kissed me and I just...I froze, bro. My bitch of a wolf went completely silent and I just...shit. I don't know what happened. I couldn't move for a long, long time and I was just sitting there like an idiot even after he left. And it was hard. So hard after almost a year," Taehyung exclaimed. "Did Yoongi fix me? Like what even was that? Is it something like that "Just my luck" movie where their luck gets switched with a kiss? That must be it." He sounded like he got it all figured out. "I figured. Oh, my God! I panicked for nothing. It all started with a kiss and now it is fixed with a kiss."

Jimin rolled his eyes, swatting the back of Taehyung's head. "Have you ever considered the possibility of imprinting?" He stood. "I need a drink to get through this. He's testing my patience way too much." He walked toward the kitchen.

"Hey! That's the most absurd thing I ever heard. How is that even possible?" Taehyung scoffed. "He's an alpha. An alpha with another alpha." He waved a hand in a dismissive motion.

Jungkook frowned. Even when he wanted to stay silent, he couldn't anymore. How could Taehyung be so oblivious? Even if Jungkook didn't know what happened, he could see what was going on.

"Is it a bad thing to be loved by someone?" he asked timidly. Eyes wide and hugging his knees to his chest.

Taehyung turned to face him and blinked. "Ah, Googly eyes...don't give me that look." He sighed. "Love is a fickle thing. It changes at convenience and nothing is permanent, you see." The alpha reached to ruffle his hair. "Don't worry. You're safe with Jimin."

"Love is the only luxury I can afford," Jungkook stated wistfully. "Growing up, I was always grateful for the love I received in any form. From my father, from my friends...When things got too hard, it felt good to know somebody cared for me. I was able to get through everything because of that."

Taehyung simply stared at him. "Love is not for me. It's hard. They always leave in the end."

Jungkook nodded. "Love is hard," he agreed. "But that's why we work very hard to make it work. Nothing is permanent in this life. You could lose people anytime or things might change. So you should love like there's no tomorrow. And the fear of losing them is good because it means you care for them. So you just show them you love them too."

"Huh?" Taehyung blinked.

"Do you need a hug, hyungie?" Jungkook tilted his head to the side.

"Hug?"

"Yeah." Jungkook shifted in his seat. "I think you could use one." He moved to hug the alpha, taking him by surprise. The omega released calming pheromones and began to rub soothing circles on his back. "Whenever things got hard and I felt like I wanted to break down and cry, my dad used to hold me like this and rub my back. It always made me feel safe and made my problems appear smaller than they actually were."

"Um..." Taehyung sounded bewildered. "Listen, Cherry boy, I don't think that's how things work."

"Just give it a little time, hyungie," Jungkook coaxed. "It hasn't kicked in yet."

"What hasn't?"

"The hug. Breath deeper."

"Um...okay?" He felt Taehyung inhale deeper.

"Close your eyes."

Taehyung chuckled. "Alright, you little fluff. I get it. I'm not going to get out of this, am I?"

Jungkook could tell the alpha was obeying his commands. "Now wrap your hands around me."

"Okay? I really hope your alpha doesn't rip my limbs off for this, Googly eyes. I really value my—"

"Quiet, hyungie. You told me you're my big hyungie. You talk too much. My alpha will understand," Jungkook chided and Taehyung fell quiet.

After a few minutes, he felt the calming pheromones kick in and Taehyung's body began to relax against him. Jimin came in while they were in this position. He sported a puzzled look on his face when he sat down and put their drinks on the table.

"Fucking finally," he grumbled. "You got him to shut up. I was beginning to get a headache."

"Shh..." Jungkook glared at him.

Jimin lifted both his hands in the air, pretending to surrender.

When Jungkook realized Taehyung was finally calm, his breathing even, he spoke again, "Hyungie, I'm sorry people hurt you before. They're unworthy of your love and undeserving to be in your life. I hope you realize that." His voice was calm and gentle like the evening breeze. His wolf pumped out extra pheromones because they weren't sure if it would work on a purebred alpha and if they'd be able to calm his wolf. So far it seemed to work. "Just look at all these precious people in your life. Do you think Jimin hyung would hurt you intentionally?"

"No." Taehyung's voice was mellow. He sounded defeated but at peace. "He would never."

"Do you think any of your friends would harm you?"

Taehyung shook his head. "No. But I could hurt them."

"Would you, really? I don't think you would," Jungkook said in a determined voice. "Trust yourself, hyungie. How long are you gonna run? Can't you see you're hurting them by running away?"

"I..."

"What's wrong with courting Yoongi hyung?"

"Pup, you don't get—"

"You already know each other and he's someone you trust. You trusted him enough to go to him first when you had your little problem." Jungkook pulled back gently. "You went to him because you knew he'd guard your secret and wouldn't embarrass you. You knew he wouldn't make fun of you and he'd help you."

Taehyung's eyes widened. He opened and closed his mouth like a fish, seemingly at a loss of words.

"There's nothing wrong with loving an alpha. Maybe you should just forget both of you are alphas and think about everything that has happened so far. How would you have reacted in that situation if he wasn't an alpha? If it's making you and your partner happy, then that's all you need to care about. Yoongi hyung already knows your weaknesses and fears. He's still there, having your back whenever you need him. He is your friend first, isn't he? He hasn't left all these years, what do you think will make him leave now?" the omega asked.

Taehyung looked perplexed. "You don't understand." He sounded weak.

"I'm afraid too," Jungkook admitted. "Jimin hyung is the only good thing that happened to me after years. I'm afraid every second that I would wake up from this dream and be back in our old, dark home with a leaky roof. I'm afraid I'd go back to being hungry almost every day and that I'd be cold during winters. I'm afraid this will too end like all other good things in my life. It's never easy, you see."

Jimin's scent bubbled with turmoil and Jungkook's wolf worked overtime by pumping out calming pheromones to calm two purebred wolves at the same time.

"Oh, Googly eyes." Taehyung embraced him into a bone-crushing hug. "I'll smash his head if he ever lets that happen. You'll never be there again and you'll never go through all that shit as long as I'm alive. I'm processing those adoption papers tomorrow," he growled. "I mean it."

Jungkook chuckled. "It's okay, hyungie." He patted Taehyung's back. "What I meant to say is that...we all have our own fears. We worry all the time and overthink things. We don't have to give into it."

"I don't think I'm very likable, kid," Taehyung said, sounding defeated or more like complaining.

To Jungkook, it sounded like he was fishing for reasons. "I like you," he replied. "And I think you're pretty likable."

Taehyung scoffed.

"You're being too hard on yourself, hyungie." Jungkook patted his back again. "Just let it go. Let others love you. It doesn't hurt to receive love, hyungie. You deserve that."

"You sound way too mature for your age, kiddo. I just...it's not that easy."

"Never said it was." Jungkook chuckled. "Hard work, remember? You're accepting my hug. Is it hard? You're allowing me to comfort you. It's the same with love."

"You make it sound so simple."

"He's continuing to fill Yoongi hyung's apartment with daffodil bouquets and maybe this time add proper notes," Jimin said from beside them. When Jungkook frowned and looked at him quizzically, he said, "Yeah, this one right here was feeling so guilty about the kiss that he was dropping his daffodil bouquets without any explanation."

Jungkook glanced at Taehyung, suppressing his laughter.

Taehyung pulled back with a huff and reached for a drink. "Listen, I was being a coward and I just wanted to say sorry."

"Did it work?" Jungkook asked curiously.

"Yeah, he started courting me." Taehyung grimaced.

"You sound so constipated." Jungkook bumped into his shoulder and reached for a drink as well. "Hyungie, isn't it nice that it's none other than Yoongi hyung? I mean, look at the bright side. Unlike me and my alpha, you don't have to explore the unknown. You already know what he likes and what he doesn't. You know what makes him angry and what he hates the most. You also know what makes him happy."

Taehyung blinked. "Means...I can't fuck it up."

Jungkook chuckled. "If you don't want to, then you won't."

"I don't..." Taehyung exhaled, sounding calm and composed. "I don't know how to feel about this."

"It's okay to take your time to figure this out," Jungkook said. "What's even better is you talking to Yoongi hyung and see how you both feel about all this."

Taehyung sighed. "I don't think I'm ready for that yet."

"That's fine too," Jungkook said in a light-hearted tone. "Just take it at your pace."

Taehyung hummed, nursing his drink.

***

When Jungkook went to bed, it was three hours later. Taehyung didn't get wasted like he thought he would. Instead, they all watched a movie together, ordered snacks and talked about trivial stuff.

"Ah, what a breath of fresh air." Taehyung flopped on the couch.

Jimin just snorted, popping another cheese ball into his mouth.

"Yah! Jimin-ah, I think it's safe to give you that talk," he suddenly sounded all serious. "Hurt him, and I'll hurt you." He narrowed his eyes on him. "Soulmates be damned. He's precious and I won't let you harm the hair on his body."

Jimin pinched the bridge of his nose. "Taehyungie..."

"It's brother-in-law for you," he announced. "Now go, shoo. Hug him to sleep or something. What are you even doing here?"

Jimin eyed him incredulously. "Switching loyalties, I see."

"For him? Anything," he announced confidently.

"Then go talk to Yoongi hyung," Jimin dared him. "Jungkook told you to go talk to him."

Taehyung grimaced. "Huh? That was just...pep talk."

"No, my omega doesn't just do pep talk. He meant every word he spoke," Jimin replied.

"Can't we just..." Taehyung sat upright, his expression serious. "How about we go back to being soulmates?" he suggested. "You keep my secret and I'll keep yours."

"No, brother-in-law," Jimin stressed, standing from the couch. "You are talking to Yoongi hyung and sorting this out. Or...I'm sending my omega after you."

"What?" Taehyung's eyes widened.

"Let's see how you're gonna resist Googly eyes. I'd like to see you explain it to him, Coward!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't ditch me here. I'm afraid of the dark?" Taehyung once again scrambled for reason.

"You're not," Jimin sang, disappearing from his view.

"Oh, bummer," Taehyung grumbled. "I walked right into that trap, didn't I?"

He probably did. Jungkook must have performed magic on him because his wolf wasn't a least bit panicking right now at the prospect of talking to Yoongi hyung.

Oh, well...

***

Jimin entered the guest bedroom, his wolf pulling him away from his own and dragging him to their omega's room. He needs comfort, his wolf had grumbled in his mind. And Jimin wasn't someone who ignored his inner wolf's instincts.

Jungkook might have sounded light and kept the conversation flowing but Jimin could feel the underlying pain of where those words came from. He frowned as he realized there was a world where people weren't born with everything.

When Jungkook said he didn't want to be cold in winters and too afraid of going back to that place with a leaky roof, Jimin's heart shattered into a hundred pieces. How could someone's life be so unlucky? Why do people have to struggle for even a basic necessity such as a safe home?

But Jungkook's words struck a chord of reality in him. He wasn't the only one. He understood why his father fought for their rights and demanded they pay high wages to their employees. An employee's happiness should be an employer's happiness. What is the point of giving them jobs if they can't put enough food on their plates with their salary? His father would say.

While Jimin knew their pays were less, he didn't know exactly how hard their lives were. He only thought they didn't earn enough to support their daily hood because of the pay discrimination. But it never occurred to him that they suffered to even afford such basic necessities.

The door to the guest bedroom was slightly ajar when Jimin approached the room. Did Jungkook expect him? His wolf shifted happily in his chest. He knocked once and entered the room, shutting it gently behind him.

Jungkook lay down in the bed with his back facing the door. The covers were pulled to his chin but Jimin felt as if he couldn't have fallen asleep yet. He approached slowly and slid under the covers after waiting for a beat.

The omega's sweetening scent was the only indication that he was awake. "Hey, sweetheart," Jimin called gently, snaking an arm around his middle. "Do you mind if I held you tonight? My wolf is a bit restless," he asked.

"No." Jungkook's voice was too soft. He inched closer, closing the tiniest gap between their bodies.

Jimin buried his nose into the crook of his neck and inhaled deeper. It took a few seconds for his wolf to calm down. There were no traces of distress in Jungkook's scent. His Maraschino Cherry scent was bubbling with sweetness with waves of that nutty flavor wafting into his nose.

It was heaven. Jimin could stay like this forever and he wouldn't get bored. He'd heard Jin talking about how calming his mate's scent was, but to experience it was something else. Yet Jungkook's words weighed down on him.

How much did he suffer? How much did he go through to have that understanding and defeat in his tone? That type of resignation could have only come from his experience.

Jimin hyung is the only good thing that happened to me after years. I'm afraid every second that I would wake up from this dream and be back in our old, dark home with a leaky roof. I'm afraid I'd go back to being hungry almost every day and that I'd be cold during winters. I'm afraid this will too end like all other good things in my life. It's never easy, you see.

"I'm sorry that I'm ignorant to most of the things," Jimin whispered. "But I promise I'll learn and I'll do my best. You'll never go a day without a proper shelter, you'll never go hungry even for a day and you'll never be cold again, Cherry Blossom. That's my promise to you. Even if something happens to me, I'll make sure you have everything you need in this life. I'll also make sure you have a resting place right beside me so we won't be separated even in death."

Jungkook was silent for a long moment. Then he let out a sob, then another.

Jimin could only hold him tighter and release calming pheromones. The omega turned in his arms, burying his face into Jimin's chest. His scent bubbled with so many emotions and Jimin couldn't help but tear up, sharing the pain of Jungkook's past.

They didn't need words. Jungkook's tight grip on his t-shirt was enough. He rubbed Jungkook's back soothingly and continued to hold him until both of them drifted to sleep.

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[Yoongi's side]

"Min Yoongi stop beating yourself challenge: failed." Seokjin came to sit beside him with another serving of ramen he made after finishing six other bowls together. "You revealed you're courting him, returned the kiss he gave you first. It's done. There's no going back. He was sober when you did it and he knows."

Yoongi sighed, looking distraught as ever. He traced the rim of the whiskey glass as his distressed scent filled his apartment.

"It's not your fault," Seokjin stressed. "It's not his fault either. Relationship is complicated. You guys need to just sit and talk no matter how hard this is. This push and pulls isn't gonna help."

"I wish." Yoongi threw his head back, staring at the ceiling. "Why won't he understand, hyung? I've loved him for a long time. Why can't he see what I see in him?"

"I've been waiting to hear that confession for years. See...I even got a few grey hairs while waiting." Seokjin pointed at his head. "So how long are you stewing in this alone? Are you gonna open up at least now? Because pretending I know nothing is really hard and holding back from saying something is even harder." He gave him a pointed look. "As your best friend, I reserve the first right to know everything good and the bad about your life, and make fun of you before patting your back and tell you I got you."

Yoongi shook his head with a scoff. "Almost ten years."

"What the—" Seokjin scoffed. "You could have already mated and had two or three pups."

Yoongi rolled his eyes but said nothing.

"When did you realize you love him?" Seokjin took a big bite, chewing it.

Yoongi slanted a glance at him and a soft smile breached his lips. First, since the two came here. "Ten years ago, we were both heading to the airport together. I was going for a meeting and he was headed for a fashion show."

Seokjin hummed.

"On the way, there was an accident." Yoongi exhaled, gaze flicking back to the ceiling. "A car in front of us jumped the signal and hit a pedestrian. We went out to check. The victim was a regular omega and was pregnant. While the others called an ambulance and waited, Taehyung rushed to her and tried to stop the bleeding. He just removed his suit jacket and held it under her head. That suit was worth fifteen thousand dollars, but that's Kim Taehyung." He scoffed. "The shock had caused her to go into an early labor and it was a mess. You know what he did?" He glanced at Seokjin. "Just looked at me and yelled at me, 'Hyung, what are you looking at? Come, give me a hand." Yoongi stretched his hand. "He said, 'Help me. She needs us.' Then we both put her in the back of our car. Taehyung sat behind, holding her and reassuring her the entire time as we rushed to the hospital in his car."

Seokjin chuckled fondly. "Of course, that'd be him. He never thinks about himself."

Yoongi nodded. "He could have left after we admitted her in the hospital, but he waited until the doctors told him the mother and the pup was safe. He even paid the hospital bills. We both missed our flight. He missed the fashion show. The designer threatened to sue him for ruining his show. He was the show stopper, you see? Taehyung just told him to fuck off and told him to do whatever he wanted."

"And you fell in love," Seokjin commented.

"I must have fell in love long back, but I realized I was in love that day and it wasn't just an attraction," Yoongi said. "Underneath that boisterous exterior, he always hid the softest, precious version of himself. He considers it as his vulnerability and never lets anyone see it. In our circle, no one is as selfless as him." He sat up. "I knew he didn't believe in relationship or commitments. So I never planned to reveal my love for him. It was never supposed to go like this."

Seokjin pointed the chopsticks at him. "And then he marked you."

This time there was a different emotion on Yoongi's face. "I was just minding my business, but he came up to me and told me I looked extremely handsome that night. He wanted to dance with me. I didn't want to but he dragged to the dance floor. Then just like that...he was all over me. I kinda lost myself, hyung. I guess I should have stopped him, but I felt so weak. I knew a sober Taehyung would never do something like that."

"It's not your fault."

"I didn't stop it." Yoongi closed his eyes. "I often think if I could have done something, but that night I felt so powerless and my wolf was enticed. We both felt as if we were being held captive. That kiss came out of nowhere. When I pushed him away in shock, he told me that he liked me a lot and complained why I wouldn't like him back." Sadness filled his scent. "I just..."

"I feel you."

"I couldn't help it. All I could think was that he liked me. One thing led to the other and the next thing I knew, he was scenting me aggressively, telling me I should only smell like him. My wolf was too delirious with his pheromones clouding our senses. He bit me and before the shock even registered, he'd deepened the bite and bonded our souls." He exhaled. "But the worst part was that he didn't remember any of it in the morning. I waited for him to remember something once he got past the hangover, but nothing. Two days later, he was boasting about another escapade in the group chat."

"Yoongi-ah, that's... I don't know how to comfort you." Pain reflected in his expression.

Yoongi smiled. "I was hurt. Not gonna lie. My wolf felt like shit. Our mate, who marked us for eternity was just out there whoring and the rejection cut deeper. We felt incompetent." He sipped the whiskey.

"I think you should tell him about your mark." Seokjin pointed at his neck. "You can't suffer through this pain alone. If he knows, he'll stop. Taehyung isn't a heartless person. He's just an idiot."

Yoongi chuckled. "Don't worry, hyung. He can't hurt me even if he wants to."

Seokjin frowned. "This kiss isn't gonna stop him from doing what he always does. He'll probably convince himself with some bullshit and go back to his old ways. You need to do something. I mean one of you should. Definitely it's not him. So I'm putting my money on you."

Yoongi slanted a glance at him, looking relaxed. "His wolf is imprinted on me. He cannot get hard for another wolf even if he wants," he told him.

"What?" Seokjin frowned. "How do you know?"

"He told me."

Seokjin dropped the chopsticks to face him fully. "When? Just how much I don't know about you, Yoongi? This is betrayal!"

"A few weeks ago." Yoongi's smile widened and he patted on Seokjin's knee. "That day after we argued in the group chat, he texted me to tell me he didn't sleep with any of them. He said it was embarrassing that he couldn't get hard anymore and asked for my help."

"Whoa! And that knucklehead hasn't figured it out yet?" Seokjin shook his head in disbelief.

Yoongi shrugged. "Papa Park texted me, telling me to do something about it. But I guess, he must have talked to him too because he started avoiding me after that and began to drop daffodil bouquets for me."

"And you began to court him."

He nodded. "I did."

Seokjin smile. "You know what? It's not even complicated like I thought it was anymore. Go and get your mate." He slapped at his shoulder. "Jimin will make sure he won't run off again. This time make him understand what he means to you and show him what it is to be your mate." He squeezed his shoulder tightly. "This should be our celebratory drink, not the one of sadness." He stood. "Because you..." he pointed at him "...just showed that loose cannon called your mate, who's his alpha." His best friend winked. "Cheer up, wolf. You got this. More drink?"

Yoongi's scent had cleared a bit and he nodded. Suddenly he wasn't distraught anymore. Seokjin was right. He was on pursuit of his mate and he couldn't let anything cause a setback. The goal was to win his mate's heart and he was going to do that at any cost. If Taehyung was imprinted on him like he was, then there was nothing that could stop his wolf from reacting to him.

"Why not?"

I'm gonna get him.

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"You good?" Jimin asked as he walked into the kitchen the next morning and saw Taehyung making strawberry smoothies.

"Yeah," his friend said, looking exhausted but still fresh to some extent. At least he wasn't a distressed wreck unlike the other times he crashed his place.

"You sure?" Jimin sidled up with him.

Taehyung hummed. "Your omega is wise beyond his years. I thought about what he said all night and he was right. Also, I feel embarrassed to even throw a tantrum over something like this while his fears come from a place of suffering. I know my parents aren't that great, but...they did give me this life, didn't they? I never knew what it meant to be hungry, I was never cold and I've always had whatever I wanted at my disposal. So they did something good, didn't they?" He exhaled, staring at the smoothie he just ground. After a beat of silence, he said, "I'm torn actually. A part of me would have traded lives with Jungkook just so I could have had a dad like him." He laughed without humor. "But yeah, the grass is always greener on the other side. Anyways, I decided I'll stop running. I'm not ready to face him yet but you know...I'll figure something out."

Jimin put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed. "Fucking finally." He didn't think Taehyung would come to his senses this soon. He thought he had a long way to go to make Taehyung see the light in front of him.

"Do you mind if I adopt him? I wasn't kidding when I said I wanted him as my brother," Taehyung suddenly asked. He removed the jar and began to pour the contents into three glasses. Once done, he went on to plate the assorted fruits neatly onto each place.

Jimin blinked. So that wasn't just empty words. "Why?" He didn't understand.

"A wise man once said you can create your own family. I'm like Jungkook too, in a way." Jimin cocked his eyebrow and Taehyung's shoulders slumped. "We come from a different background and I know our lives aren't the same, but there's something that makes me feel more connected to him. When I met him in the club, I felt something I never felt before. Kind of protectiveness? That's new, you know? And I'm always alone. I'm afraid I would have no one by my side when I die."

"Taehyung," Jimin growled. "What do you take us for? You'll never be alone as long as you have us."

Taehyung smiled sadly. "I know. I know." He sighed. "Still, it'd be nice to have someone like Jungkook as a brother, you know. We could have each other's back. The last time I got into an accident, the hospital won't even allow any of you to see me because you weren't family. And my supposed family was too busy traveling to even care." His eyes teared up. "But with Jungkook, I know he wouldn't let me be alone if I'm in a similar situation. And then as my brother, he'd always have financial security and a place in this society. Your mother or people like Na-Ra cannot look down on him. I thought about everything, you know?"

Jimin exhaled. He watched his best friend carefully decorate the breakfast tray with everything he prepared. "You do know I'm already providing him everything he needs. Once he marries me, he'd never need any of that."

Taehyung shrugged. "But you know my idea will give him a family too. And...will give me a family too. Is it too bad I want my soul mate to be legally my family? Like your pups would have an uncle?" He suddenly beamed. "It's a win-win. What do you think?"

Jimin stared at him. "You already fixed your mind, didn't you?"

"As soon as I met him in the club and realized he could be your one and only." Taehyung grinned. "Jungkook needs someone to walk him down the aisle, doesn't he? I'll give him the wedding of this century, bro. It'll be so big and fancy that no tongue will ever rise against him. And imagine when you have pups, you will have someone cool as me as their uncle. Oh, God, I'm already excited. Who wouldn't like the actor Kim Taehyung as their family? Can't you see where I'm coming from?"

"Fine." Jimin chuckled fondly. "You have made your point. Talk to Jungkook and see how he feels about this. He's twenty-one already so I'm not sure if it still can be called an adoption but yeah."

"Don't worry about that. I already talked to Attorney Kim and he said I can do it under a special clause," Taehyung said happily. "I just need Jungkook to agree."

Wow.

"Okay." Jimin smiled. Once Taehyung set his eyes on something he wasn't going to stop until he had achieved it. He could tell his idea was genuine and maybe he felt like he should cling to at least one good thing in his life.

He understood where Taehyung was coming from. Growing up, he always longed for loving parents. But quality time wasn't something his parents ever considered. Even in school, Taehyung always longed for other's company. Being alone made him depressed.

While Jimin was capable of providing everything Jungkook needed, perhaps a family would be a nice idea. This way, he'd have someone to rely on other than him.

"Yay!" Taehyung lunged at him, grabbing him in a bone-crushing hug. "That's just so perfect! Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!"

"Easy there, amigo." Jimin grunted, patting his back. Taehyung gave one hell of a bear hug. The alpha felt as if his bones were crushing. But then that was his best friend's specialty.

His best friend shook his head. "Nope. I'm just so happy today."

"You, stupid bear." Jimin scoffed fondly but let Taehyung hold him tighter.

In the hallway that led to the kitchen, Jungkook was full of emotions that were foreign to him. His wolf echoed the words 'family' and his eyes filled with tears. He didn't expect this was even possible.

Jungkook could tell Taehyung was too kind for his own good and he didn't know if he even deserved to be his little brother. This was such a big deal. So much was happening so soon and he could only accept and move on.

How could he say no to such an innocent request? Taehyung had so much to lose unlike him and he had everything he needed. What other hidden agenda could he have? How could there be someone so pure hearted as Taehyung?

Once again Jungkook realized how the public had misunderstood them and painted them in a different picture when the reality was different. He brushed his tears away, slowly backpedaling to his room.

Too much emotional rollercoaster in a matter of forty-eight hours and Jungkook struggled to handle it. Maybe he should take a quick shower and freshen up to hide his emotional turmoil. He will process it once he was back at his dorm. Or maybe he should just get back to work and let it happen naturally.

With a sigh, he headed to the bathroom. 

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"Oh, you're ready." Jimin smiled at him as soon as Jungkook entered the kitchen. He was still in the clothes he wore to sleep last night. Both alphas were sipping their hot beverage and seemed to be engaged in a light hearted conversation. "What day is it today?" His alpha checked his phone and hummed to himself. "Ah, you got classes at nine."

Jungkook smiled warmly, walking up to him. "You remember."

"Of course." Jimin stood to hug him. The omega sank into his embrace, breathing in his comforting scent. Now mixed with his Maraschino Cherries, the alpha smelled even more wonderful. His wolf felt extremely pleased, letting out a soft rumble akin to purr. "Come on. Today's breakfast is sponsored by our beloved actor and entrepreneur, Kim Taehyung-ssi. It's his specialty, strawberry smoothie and assorted fruit bowl."

Jungkook grinned. "Sounds mouthwatering."

Taehyung bowed deeply like a prince, dark hair bouncing on his head. He looked fresh and much better than last night. His scent was calm and a smile played on his lips.

"Good morning, hyungie," Jungkook greeted while Jimin kissed his cheek. His face flushed, not expecting the public display of affection. He was still getting used to it. "Jimin hyung, can you arrange for a cab?" he asked meekly. "I don't know the bus route from here to my college."

"You can take my car, Cherry Blossom." The alpha kissed his nose. "My driver is always at your disposal."

Jungkook blinked owlishly at him. "Don't you have to go to the office? Your office is far from my University. How would you manage?" he asked in a voice full of concern that made Taehyung snort into his breakfast bowl.

"Honey, he can send one car to transport each one of your friends and he still won't run out of cars." Taehyung wiped his mouth. "Take his driver's number. Young-Jae is good. He can double as a bodyguard too." He dropped the towel on the kitchen island. "But I'll give you a ride this morning. I have a shoot around that area at eleven."

"Oh." Jungkook's mouth formed an 'o'. "Won't you be too early if you leave now?"

"Not at all." Taehyung shook his head. "I have to get my hair and makeup done. So I always go early."

"Oh, okay." He went to sit on a kitchen stool, taking the spoon Jimin handed him. "I'll have to trouble you today then."

"You can trouble me as much as you want, Googly Eyes." Taehyung tipped his tea cup in his direction. "Your big bro will always be at your disposal."

That comment made Jungkook laugh in contentment. "Okay."

"The only thing your big bro is good at is decorating a fruit bowl," Jimin quipped from beside him. He threw a hand over his shoulder, sticking to his side. "So this is all you're gonna get today."

Jungkook chuckled. "This is more than enough."

"Just a sec." Jimin disappeared into his bedroom and came back with his wallet. The omega frowned when he grabbed a few bills and then a black card. "Here, keep this for lunch. Order from a good place nearby and take this card. Pin is 9513."

Jungkook frowned. "Why are you giving me this?"

"It'll come handy in times of emergencies." Jimin patted his hand. "I meant to give you this earlier, but wasn't sure how you'd take this. But now that you have accepted to be mine, I can spoil you."

Jungkook exhaled but took the card. He knew he wasn't going to use it, but he'd keep it for the sake of his alpha's mental peace. "Thank you."

Jimin, however, puckered his lips. "In this house, thanks will be accepted in only one form."

Jungkook blushed a lighter shade of red, slanting a glance at Taehyung, who pretended to look away before pressing a chaste kiss on his alpha's lips. The rest of the breakfast went without any hitch and he thanked Taehyung for breakfast.

"Hush now." Taehyung waved a dismissive hand as he grabbed his jacket. "It's getting late. Let's go now."

"Okay. See you later, alpha." Jungkook went in for a hug but Jimin stole a kiss, scenting him gently. His fingers dug gently into his hips.

"I'll be waiting," he murmured against his lips. "Eat well, hmm. And text me if some asshole is bothering you. Alpha will take care of them."

Jungkook smiled. "Okay. You too take care, alright? Don't stress too much."

"Yes, boss." Jimin brushed their noses. "Now go." He walked him to the door, waving at him until the elevator doors closed.

Taehyung casually threw a hand over his shoulder once outside the elevator and led him to his car. "You see the cars there," he pointed, "Those are Jimin's cars. His cars come with a customized number plate."

Jungkook noticed the fancy numbers first and then the cars, sucking in a sharp breath. There were at least seven of them and he had a feeling there could be more.

Taehyung hooked a finger under your chin. "Sign the adoption papers and you'll have more than this."

"What?" he gasped.

The actor looked unfazed as he wore his stylish coolers in an elegant, swoon worthy way. Jungkook knew him from the movie scenes; he'd caught here and there while working in a fancy restaurant. His old employer used to have a huge TV in the waiting area. Taehyung was an exceptional actor and if Jungkook wasn't too busy working all the time, he would have spared time to catch up with his movies.

"Googly Eyes, you're not a ninja. I know you overheard me and Jimin talking. He might not have noticed because he was doused in your scent from head to toe, but I did." He tapped his nose. "Purebred, remember?"

"Oh." Jungkook didn't know how to respond to that comment.

"Don't worry. There was nothing I didn't want you to hear. It saved my time repeating that stuff. But next time we talk adult stuff, cover your ears. Got it?"

Jungkook bobbed his head up and down. The alpha opened the car door for him to enter. When he did, Taehyung closed the door to go to the driver's seat.

Jungkook was silent until he backed the car out of the garage and eased it into the morning traffic. "Why?" he asked. "You barely know me. Why do you want me to be your brother?"

"Why not?" Taehyung shot back. "Am I not cool enough to be your big bro?"

"It's just..." Jungkook exhaled. "I have nothing to offer. I don't even understand why you're being so kind to me."

"What if I don't want anything but some affection from that pure heart of yours?" the actor asked, silencing Jungkook. "You heard everything." He blew out a breath. "I broke a few ribs and fractured my leg with a minor head injury. When I was unconscious, the hospital didn't allow anyone to meet me. My friends were all waiting outside and they wouldn't give them any updates either. Later, once I woke up I told them to let them in and they did. It was hell. Anyways, the problem wasn't that. While I was recuperating in a private wing, I used to take a walk around when I got bored. And there in the general ward, I'd see two brothers. The elder brother was my age and his younger brother was around sixteen I guess. Every day after school, he'd come to see his elder brother. They'd eat together, talk until the visitor's time was over. Maybe I was a bit jealous because I didn't have that. My friends would come over too, but their sibling bond was something I longed for. And a wise person once said you create your own pack if you aren't born into one. I'm just doing that."

"Understandable."

"No, you don't fully understand. I'm the youngest in my friends circle and I will never get to be the hyung!" Taehyung said in frustration. "Do you have any idea how frustrating it is? They never allow me to pay a bill and there's no one for me to spoil rotten. It's always like, 'Yah! I'm the hyung!'. I badly want to pull that card and I never get a chance. I work so hard and have no one to shower them with."

Jungkook snorted. "The real reason, hyung. I'm sure these are all contributing factors, but that couldn't be everything." He still couldn't believe Taehyung would want him as his family.

"What makes you think there's more?" Taehyung cocked his head to the side.

"Something you mentioned about this society and the likes of Na-Ra." Jungkook tried to pry.

"Ah, you caught that, didn't you?" Taehyung tried to laugh it off but when Jungkook stared at him silently, he said, "That too. It's a combination of all things, you know."

"And you keep staring at me with that distant look in your eyes too," Jungkook added.

"No, I don't."

"Yes, you do."

"I don't."

"You do."

"Fine, I do. But what makes you think I have something in my mind?" Taehyung shot at him.

"I don't know. Just the gut feel," Jungkook mumbled. "When we met at the club for the first time, you won't stop staring at me. But unlike others you looked as if you had an epiphany. Then back at the apartment too, you were deep in thought."

"You're dangerous," Taehyung muttered. "This is why silent ones should never be underestimated."

"Are you gonna answer me or not?" Jungkook sassed.

"You ask a lot of questions."

Jungkook shrugged. "From my place, it's hard to trust something that's freely given. No amount of assurance feels enough because there's always this lingering doubt that makes me question everything. Nothing good ever happens to me, you know?"

"Understandable. Maybe, but it doesn't have to be that way all the time." Taehyung effortlessly careened through the traffic. "We live in a ruthless society, Jungkook. The Park family is capable of protecting you, but there are things beyond their capacity. For example, this society. You told me to forget Yoongi hyung is an alpha." He shifted the gear, his face taking a serious look. "Do you have any idea how this society treats the same gender couple? An alpha x alpha purebred pair is rare and nearly unheard of," his voice was barely above a whisper. He took a deep breath and suddenly the sullen mood was gone. "There's nothing like having a family, you know? Even though I have parents, I'm more like you. So this would allow us to have each other's back. Us, against this society. How cool would that be?"

"You're afraid you'll have no one left," Jungkook whispered. He never thought about the same gender couple though he was aware such relationships weren't openly accepted. Shit. He had marked Yoongi hyung. They were already mates.

"Kind of." Taehyung tried to play it cool. "Maybe my parents will disown me."

Once again he sounded distressed but he was very good at masking his emotions. His scent did not waver a bit. That only showed he has been hiding his true emotions for a long time. He tried to laugh it off.

"But don't worry. I've earned enough for myself to survive the rest of my life. I don't need them anymore. However, I really do think you'd make an awesome little brother. Also, I've seen Jimin both heart broken and smitten. Let's say I don't want to see him heartbroken ever again. So if you're my brother, I can whack your ass if you hurt him by any means. Likewise, I can smack his head if he hurts you. Win-win."

"Sounds like you have it all figured out," Jungkook mumbled.

"Always," Taehyung boasted. "As for the staring thing...it's just..." He hummed thoughtfully. "When we were in the boarding school, Jimin once told me about an adorable pup he met by chance. I don't know if I should say this but he used to call the pup 'Cherry Blossom'."

Jungkook blinked, staring at Taehyung. Cherry Blossom?

"He wouldn't stop talking about his eyes and how cute and adorable he was. Jimin even bought a bunny plush for the pup because he thought the pup resembled a bunny." Taehyung pinched his lips thoughtfully. "You don't happen to have a bunny plush, do you? I mean...it's a silly thought but...ever since he mentioned Cherry Blossom, I can't help but wonder."

What are the odds?

Jungkook's heart raced.

"Ah, forget that I said something. He said the pup couldn't have been more than five. You might not even remember even if it's you," Taehyung went on. "I just couldn't help it."

But Jungkook couldn't form a response. Because carefully stored among his most valuable items were a bunny plush he has adored since he was a tiny pup. It has worn out and the color has faded, but he cherished it nonetheless. For some reason, it was a source of his comfort.

He didn't remember how it came to him but it has always been with him as he grew up. It has seen both his best and worst days. Tears stung his eyes. What if it was the same bunny plush? What if they had met before?

Jungkook blinked. Was it even possible? Jimin would have remembered, wouldn't he? But they were both young.

What are the chances?

They had already arrived at his University adn the car slowed down in front of the gate.

Taehyung didn't notice his turmoil. So he went on to ask, "So what do you say? Do you agree to be my little brother, legally and in every sense?"

Jungkook thought about it and smiled. "Stop running from Yoongi hyung and I'll think about it."

"What?"

Jungkook smiled. "We're here already, hyung."

"Hey, answer me first!"

"I just did, hyungie." He unbuckled his seat belt and grinned widely. "You heard me. Stop running away and give it a try. If you do, then it'll be us against society."

The omega exited the car, waving at his stunned hyung with a victorious smile. Taehyung's face said everything he had to know. The alpha liked Yoongi and there was no way he could have marked without feeling something for him. It was only a matter of time before he realized that.

Jungkook hoped that he had nudged his hyung in the right direction and soon things would start looking up for them. When he walked to his class, there was a happy bounce in his steps.

A few heads turned in his direction because he now carried a new scent that went deeper than the other alpha scents. It only meant one thing. He had an alpha.

The wolf in his mind swished its tail, preening at the attention they were receiving unintentionally. Yeah, look, it thought. We have an alpha now. He's all ours. Maybe Jungkook preened a little too.

Who cared?

Why would he when Park Jimin was his alpha? 

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The door to Jimin's office flew open, pulling him from the file he was reading. A wave of Magnolia flooded to him. Once upon a time, it was a scent that drew a smile on his lips. Later, it became a source for anger. hurt and betrayal.

His nostrils flared as his gaze fell over the familiar figure. Na-Ra stood fuming in the doorway, his secretary looking apologetic and helpless behind her.

"Jimin, we need to talk," Na-Ra announced.

Jimin waved a hand, dismissing his secretary, who nodded curtly and closed the door behind Na-Ra. "Unless it has something to do with our business dealings, I have nothing to say to you. Even for business talks, I've already met your father this morning. You can follow up with him." He turned in his chair, going back to his file.

"This is personal," Na-Ra gritted out. "You blocked me everywhere and you won't answer my calls to your office phone. Two days, Jimin. You canceled your business trip and came here but I had no idea until dad told me he saw you in the office today."

"I didn't know I had to report my whereabouts to you." He cocked his head to the side.

"That's not what I meant," she growled. "You. Blocked. Me!" Anger radiated off her in waves. He was familiar with her anger and how far she'd go with her emotions when she was furious.

Jimin had a hunch why she came directly. He'd been avoiding her calls to his office phone and ignored her emails to his work email. Honestly, he was in no mood for confrontation. He was in a good mood today after sleeping the entire night, holding his omega. His wolf wasn't pleased to have her in their space while they were still floating with their omega's memories and relishing how he felt in his arms last night.

However, this demon didn't come here with an intention to leave. She was here to create a scene and get her way one way or another. It was all she knew. But it was time to set her straight. It had been two days since the court hearing and two days since he blocked her.

Jimin straightened. "Your work email still goes through. You can email me or my assistant for that and don't have to come here. I have nothing personal to do with you," he said in a dismissive voice.

"You have no right to judge me," Na-Ra growled. She approached his desk in a few angry strides; grip strong on her designer handbag. "What if I dated Jun-Myeon? What if I hooked up with him? I didn't do anything you don't do often. You have no right to block me over my life choices. If so, I should be the one to block you first. I should also judge you for your promiscuous ways. You have no rights to question my morals, Jimin." She pointed her index finger at him. "You owe me an explanation."

Jimin sighed and closed the file. It didn't feel like this conversation would end here. As much as he didn't like this, it was impossible to avoid. If he didn't do this today, she would keep coming back with one or other reason.

So he stood and adjusted his suit jacket before circling around the giant mahogany desk. "So you think I blocked you because you slept with Jun-Myeon and other alphas."

"I just don't think so. I know." She notched her chin. "You've been stalking me." The corners of her mouth curved. "I didn't know you cared so much about my whereabouts. Are you jealous?" She smirked.

Jimin suppressed the urge to laugh. Even when he caught them together it wasn't jealousy he felt because he already knew he lost her before he even had her to himself. The scene itself was nauseating.

"Wrong," he said, slowly walking toward her. "I kept an eye on Jun-Myeon because he's my business rival. It was a necessity to stay up to date on his whereabouts so he won't catch me off guard. For example, how he tried to meet my suppliers in Japan and tried to lure them to his side with a promise of a higher profit." He stared down at her. "You're irrelevant to me, Na-Ra. But Jun-Myeon, he is useful to me."

The smirk on her face fell. "You're bluffing. You're saying this just to hurt me." She inched forward, her expression turning somewhat desperate. "We were friends. You used to be kind. You're purposefully hurting me, Jimin. Why?"

Jimin stepped forward, standing toe to toe with her, eyes glaring into hers. "Looks like my words went over your head and you always believe what you want to believe. I'll repeat again. I do not care who you sleep with or how many people you sleep with. I do not care if you prefer an open relationship. I blocked you because you thought it's okay to meddle in my personal life and control it. Don't feign ignorance, Na-Ra. You know what you did. You had no right to talk about Jiseung publicly and comment about the nature of our relationship to the media. My promiscuous way is no secret and my dating life is public. What I do with them is my business? What if Jiseung is temporary? What if he's long term? You had no right to send that indirect challenge to whoever was going to date me and pretend as if you had something over my life and choices. You have no right," he hissed. "You don't see me chasing away every alpha you've been with, do you?"

"Jimin, this isn't—"

"I'm not done yet," he growled. "That was my last straw, Na-Ra. Your interview made me realize what I was doing wrong all these years, believing to be cordial with you. I do not even listen to my mom when she advises me how I should live my life or choose an omega to marry. What makes you think you have any say in it?"

Na-Ra swallowed. "It was a mistake. I apologized."

Jimin scoffed. "That's not all. I do not believe in open marriage. What's the point of marrying if you're not loyal to your spouse? I believe in mating for life just like my parents, but my wolf isn't impressed with anyone. He's choosy and just wouldn't accept just anyone. You kept proposing an open relationship, guessing that I'd be interested because that's what you're into. You never asked me what I wanted or expected, but just assumed. Is that a quality of a good friend? You wanted to marry me because it is convenient and it'll automatically secure the Shin family's financial status for generations. So forgive me for not giving into your desire and sticking to my values. I said no. I do not like you like that. I do not want you for a mate or a spouse. I rejected your offer. I'm not interested. Period. There's nothing more. Nothing less. There's no hidden meaning here. My wolf feels nothing for you. You're a friend from childhood and we naturally see you as someone in our circle that we should protect and care for. That's all there is to that."

Na-Ra swallowed. Her lips trembled and all color drained from her face. There were unshed tears gathering in her eyes. "W-What if I promise to be loyal to you? What if we mate for life?" she asked hopefully and grabbed his hand. "Jimin, I suggested an open marriage not because I believe in it, but because I didn't want you to feel like you lost your freedom by marrying me. Why don't you understand?" She sounded so desperate. "As much as it hurt me to see you with different omegas every time, I wanted to have you one way or another. I was ready to sacrifice everything just so you would accept me and realize how much I love you."

"Please don't touch me." He pried her fingers off him. "One should never compromise such things to be with another. Is that kind of love worth it if it demands you to change your values and beliefs for them?"

"You're worth it." There was hope in her eyes. "You're worth every sacrifice, Jimin."

Jimin shook his head. "I'll never allow that. My omega should never sacrifice anything for me. They should be able to be their own person, respect themselves enough to stand true to their morals and beliefs. What kind of alpha am I if I demand such things?"

"Jimin...you're so contradicting. What do you even want from me? Tell me. I'll do it," Na-Ra demanded.

"It's not love you feel for me, Na-Ra. If you believe this is love, then you're delusional." He exhaled.

"How do you know?" she screamed. "How would you know what love is?"

"What I feel for my mother and father is love," Jimin stated without missing a beat. "What I feel for my friends is love," he continued. What I feel for my omega is love. How he makes me feel about myself is also love. "But what I feel for you, isn't love. It'll never be love."

She scoffed. "You said you don't believe in love."

"I said I don't believe others when they claim they love me," Jimin corrected her. "Their love originated from the idea of being with me and all the benefits that came with it. They never tried to know who I am as a person or what I wanted. They all tried to get their way in one way or another and tried to make me see why they'd be a better match for me—just like you're doing now."

"That's not what I'm doing now. I'm telling you how much I love you and how far I'd go for you. True love is all about sacrifice," Na-Ra claimed. "It's sad you don't see that.

"Agreed. And I don't deserve your sacrifice. This conversation is tiring." He stepped back.

"Fine. Tell me then. What about being friends? Why don't you want us to be friends?" Na-Ra asked. "I did nothing that warranted a block from you."

"And I have the right to choose my friends. I do not want you as my friend. It's that simple. Our values are different. We run in different circles and we like different things. We were never compatible to begin with," Jimin said. "I do not share any common interests with you. I find you annoying, overbearing and I'm tired of entertaining your whiny ass," Jimin said. "I was being nice for the sake of our parents' friendship but you were just pushing the boundaries too much, taking advantage of the privilege to barge into my life as if you own it. Newsflash: You don't. Cutting off toxic people from your life is self-care. Blocking you is self-care."

"So that's it. All these years of friendship means nothing to you."

Jimin shrugged. "I'll continue to tolerate your presence for the sake of business, but don't expect anything more from me. Na-Ra, we haven't been on good terms since high school. When are you gonna get it? Just because you feel something doesn't mean I have to feel the same way. You cannot force me to have feelings for you. You cannot force me to be friends with you. I've already told you several times and it's not my fault you keep pushing yourself into my life. I never gave you any false promises or hope. I've always been honest about our future and I've always said it's not gonna happen. If you couldn't change my mind all these years, what makes you think you can change it now? Stop this unhealthy obsession and move on. That's the best for you and for me."

"You're lying." Her voice trembled just like she was. "Jun-Myeon told me that you saw us and heard everything we spoke. You stopped talking to me after that." She stepped forward, ready to grab his arm but Jimin side-stepped, avoiding her. "Jimin, is that why? I was young and foolish. I get why you would feel hurt by my words. I'm sorry. Won't you forgive me? Won't you give me another chance? Everyone deserves a second chance. Jimin, look at me." She tugged at his sleeves and he snatched his arm from her grip.

"It's true," he said, but did not face her. He didn't want to revisit those memories. However, sometimes one had to rip the Band-Aid. Still, he wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of knowing he used to admire her and wanted to court her. "I felt betrayed. Na-Ra, I've always considered you a friend. In my eyes, you were an innocent soul who needed to be protected from the reality of this world. I wanted to keep you far from the politics and everything bad going on in our society. I took care of you because we were both far from home and our parents. I didn't want you to lack anything or feel homesick. My foolish self thought, we should stick together. But...hearing you that day...it shattered my illusion." He turned to face her. "You fooled me, Na-Ra." He took a deep breath. "You see, the problem isn't whether you slept with Jun-Myeon or someone else. It is what you thought of me and my affection toward you. Whether you saw me as a friend or a potential lover, your actions and words hurt me deeply. You betrayed me and our friendship. You thought I was nothing but a tool. You laughed at my genuine care and made it into something else. And I thought, why would I try to protect someone who doesn't need protection? Why would I spare my time for someone who only sees me as a means to gain something? You claimed your heart belonged to me while you shared your body with someone else. How am I supposed to take your love proclamation seriously when you are standing there with someone else's cum dripping down your legs? It all sounded crazy to me. Like...why would I even believe in love? So yes, I stopped talking because I realized you were not the person I thought you were. Your actions and words toward me weren't genuine and didn't come from a good place."

She dropped to her knees. "I was stupid." Sobs raked her body. "I didn't know what I was doing."

"Oh, you perfectly did, Na-Ra." His features hardened. "I'm perfectly aware of my decisions at that age. I still remember when I chose to fuck that omega who gave me a lap dance on my eighteenth birthday." He scoffed. "It might be impulsive and influenced by my hormones, but I was perfectly aware. I knew what I was doing. I wanted to do it. You know I still remember how the omega smelled and felt around me. It was exhilarating," he said. "So I don't think you were foolish or stupid. I'm not gonna label what you were or criticize your actions. Like you said, I'm not perfect either." He shrugged.

"Jimin...please don't...Don't cut me off like that."

"This is for good," he said. "We're both toxic to each other. I don't have any good feelings toward you anymore. It's better this way. Leave, Na-Ra. Don't make me summon someone to escort you out. It won't look good and you know gossip spreads like wildfire."

It took a few minutes but he smelled resignation in her scent and she stood in her shaky legs. She wiped her face, taking several deep breaths. "That's it, then..." she asked. "We're not even friends anymore."

"We haven't been friends in ages." He clasped his hands in the back, staring at her. "Please do not barge in here like we are and stop addressing me as your friend in the media."

She glanced down, swallowing tightly. "Jun-Myeon wanted me to testify against you. He wants me to confess that he was there to meet me that night and he went after the other omega because he was intoxicated."

Jimin already knew this. Though, he was more curious to see what her stand in this matter would be.

"He has photos and videos of our encounters," she said in a small voice.

"That's a consequence you have to face for mingling with him." He shrugged. "As for my case, you don't have to worry about it. I know how to handle it." He walked toward his seat.

"That's all you have to say?" she asked shakily.

"If you're worried he will leak the photos, he won't. He isn't an idiot because he knows it'll backfire. You can always file a petition against him and ask the police to retrieve the copies from him. He's a sexual offender. Your case will be easy." He took a seat. "File a motion to keep your name under the wraps and no one will know. Our law protects omegas like that."

She scoffed and then nodded. "They were right. You're really heartless."

To the people that deserved it, yes. He was and will always be heartless. He inclined his head. "Bye, Na-Ra."

"Fine. I'll leave." She squared her shoulders. "One day you'll realize my worth, Jimin. That day you'll regret the words you said to me."

"I hope that day comes sooner." He sent a two-fingered salute in her direction, knowing it'd tick her off and it had the desired effect.

She let out a low growl, pivoting on her heel and marching off. Na-Ra opened the door, composing herself and plastered a smile on her face. Then she walked away with her head held high.

Jimin called his secretary over the intercom. "Hereafter, don't let her in without an appointment."

"Yes, Mr. Park. Noted."

Jimin blew out a breath. Finally, it was over. As hard as it was, he was glad it was done. He hoped she'd get the message at least now and let him be. And that she never set her sights on Jungkook.

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Jungkook could barely sit his ass down throughout the day. Taehyung's words replayed in his mind. Could it be the same? What if it was just a coincidence?

Jimin was a kind hearted alpha and his kindness extended to everyone. Maybe he helped some pup in distress and bought a plush toy. Still, he couldn't shake off the gut feel.

What are the chances that I happen to own a plush toy that was too expensive for my father to afford?

It never occurred to him to ask his father where it came from or who bought it. There was really no need for that. If Taehyung hadn't asked him about it today, probably Jungkook wouldn't have bothered at all. But considering how the fate had intertwined their paths all those years ago, he wouldn't be surprised. Somehow the thought of Jimin being the owner of that plushy was comforting to his omega.

Jimin wouldn't call just anyone Cherry Blossom. Cherry was a common scent. The other pup could have had a similar scent. Maybe it was someone else but still, the possibility of it was making him restless.

He raked his brain all day, barely paying attention to anything that was going on in his classes. His friends thought he was just riding the after effects of scenting. He was too young to remember when or how it came to his hands.

His dad would caress his hair whenever he played with it or went to sleep with it in his arms. He didn't remember a conversation about the said plush between him and his father.

At the end of the day, Jungkook didn't even have the patience to wait for any of his friends. He rushed to his dorm, finding the bunny safe among his belongings. It was old, brown color with long, droopy ears. Its fur has lost the smoothness to it but it'll always remain dear to the omega. After all, it held warmest memories from his childhood.

He hugged it to his chest, feeling that odd comfort filling him again.

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Jimin's wolf was restless the entire day after Na-Ra left. He paced the office for what felt like hours before asking his assistant to clear his schedule and go home. His omega's classes would be over by now.

He thought of catching a quick shower before going to visit Jungkook with food. His wolf seemed to perk at the idea. Finally, the anger and frustration in his scent settled a bit. When he finally arrived at his pent house, it was to see Jungkook sitting cross-legged in front of his apartment door, holding something.

"Jungkook?" Jimin's wolf tensed for a moment, wondering what was wrong. A quick glance told him the omega was physically okay. His scent didn't give away any distress but he could tell the omega was emotional. "Sweet heart, what happened?"

Jungkook lifted his head to see him and immediately tears filled those doe-eyes.

What the hell!

Jimin's wolf was ready to go berserk as he grabbed his chin, letting out a menacing growl at the thought of someone hurting his precious omega. "Who hurt you?" he thundered. "Did someone say something? I swear I will—"

"Alpha..."

Jimin stopped, his wolf moving to pay rapt attention to their omega. "Yes." He didn't even blink, afraid he'd miss something. Jungkook looked so delicate like this, swallowed by his hoodie. The alpha wanted nothing more to take him into his arms and swaddle him, keep him tucked in his embrace forever.

The omega's bottom lip wobbled as he lifted a plush to his face. A bunny plush, brown with long, droopy ears. Worn out and old looking but still cared for. He frowned. Was this the cause of his omega's tears? Did it remind him of his father? Or was it something else? What could be wrong? But the words that came out of the omega's mouth surprised him.

"Do you recognize this? Did you buy this, alpha?" the omega's voice was soft. "Have we met before? Taehyungie hyung told me about an adorable pup you met by chance. He said you bought him a bunny plush and wouldn't stop talking about him. And you called that pup 'Cherry Blossom'."

Recognition flickered in his brain first and for a moment, the alpha was rendered speechless. That was years ago and he was a teenager.

He remembered talking Taehyung's ears off because he couldn't get enough of the pup's cuteness. He remembered how he used to wonder if the bullies came for the pup again or bothered him. He remembered lamenting that he should have gone to check on him before the vacation ended.

Shh...it's okay. I got you, Cherry Blossom. Hyung will make it better.

Hyungie hurt. He remembered a pouty pup, eye wide and round, filled with unshed tears just like now, pointing at his bruised hand. He'd gotten hurt from punching those bullies that bothered the pup.

It's alright, Cherry Blossom. Hyung is fine.

That adorable pup with big, Bambi eyes that blew at his injured hand, patching it up clumsily was Jungkook? Jungkook was the pup he saved from the bullies at the park?

Jimin stroked the bunny plush in a stunned stupor. He remembered now. It had been years and he was only thirteen then. He had gone to the same convenience store a year later, hoping to check on the cashier, who worked there and his pup but learned he had moved on and no one knew where he worked anymore.

The pup's father had hesitated when he bought that bunny plush. "Please, allow me. He's had a rough day. I hope this will make him smile."

Was this fate? Though he didn't expect anything to come out of his actions, this was still surprising.

Googie...The pup had called himself Googie then. So Jimin didn't know his full name.