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Matters of the heart are never easy and getting older only makes it harder. Taehyung has been feeling hopeless and fucking desperate. His housemate happened to have an omega bestfriend who thought Taehyung was the hottest thing that ever walked the planet. So when Yoongi said, “Jeongguk isn’t the type to stick around after. He’ll have no problem helping you through your rut and then moving on. So nothing’s gonna get fucked up for you and your crush on Raya. He’s too focused on his work to want a mate or anything like that. So just text him.”
It was Yoongi’s assurance that Jeongguk wouldn’t want more from him, that led Taehyung to ask the omega to be his rut partner. Which isn’t a strange request at all. People do it all the time to strangers or just people they feel attracted to enough that it would actually be satisfying. But still Taehyung felt a little surprised when he got a simple text back, ‘hell yeah. When r u due to start?’ And that’s how Taehyung found himself opening his apartment door with the scent of red velvet cake smacking him in the face. He’s used to omegas being sweet. This is different. Because it’s not overwhelming at all. But it is distinct and it lingers and Taehyung just knows his place is going to smell like this for days. One would think, that meeting someone formally, for the first time, with the purpose of fucking, would be awkward. Taehyung hasn’t ever had someone to get him through his rut and he’s honestly a bit embarrassed by how unhinged he feels. Especially when the omega doesn’t waste a single moment, drops his jacket on the hook and his shoes by the door.
Head tilting all pretty-like as he looks taehyung up and down, “you’re even hotter up close, what the hell”
“Are you always so blunt?” Taehyung speaks through gritted teeth. Jeongguk smells too damn good and Taehyung’s already twelve hours into this desperation. But Jeongguk only giggles softly “not one to beat around the bush, figure the fact that I’m here to let you fuck me for three days is enough of an indicator that i think you’re hot anyway.” The ache in Taehyung’s groin is excruciatingly painful. Even more so when Jeongguk steps closer, he has the prettiest tattoo on his forearm that Taehyung watches all the way until that arm is wrapping around his neck gently. The omega’s nose pressing into his skin with a satisfied gasp, “you smell so fucking good, is that honey?? Oh my god.” Taehyung’s hands that were awkwardly slack at his sides grab onto Jeongguk’s waist harshly, “I’m gonna lose my mind, don’t say shit like that.” The omega giggles again, taking one little step closer. His soft sock covered toes slightly on top of Taehyung’s bare feet. Catches himself looking down at the lack of space between them and sighs. “Can’t tell you that you smell good? You do.” “Jeongguk.” Taehyung barely manages to snarl before he’s got his own face pressed into the omega’s neck and is pushing him towards his bedroom, “Any do’s, don’ts, requests?” Hears the sharp breath Jeongguk takes in as Taehyung peels the omega’s shirt off slowly. Watching as a body that is lethal comes into his vision and thinks that Yoongi surely wanted him to die. There’s no other explanation for blessing him with this as his rut partner. “Do touch me. A lot. You’ve got great hands and I very much would like for them to touch me everywhere. I’d prefer if you don’t kiss me.” Taehyung’s eyes open curiously, he doesn’t mind, of course, kissing isn’t necessary for taming a rut. But he’s still amused by the pink blush that paints Jeongguk’s cheeks, “We’re not courting or anything so that’s weird. Anything else, I don’t care. Pull my hair, call me baby, doesn’t matter. Whatever you want. I mean…I’m here to please you, right?”
“Holy fuck.” Taehyung’s head falls and he tries his best to steady his breathing “where have you been all of my life? Ruts are damn painful.” Jeongguk sits up on his knees. Hands gentle as he pushes Taehyung to lay backwards, “then let me help you feel better, alpha.”
✦
The following month when Taehyung’s rut was due to hit, he didn't even have to send a text. The same day Yoongi left early in the morning with a duffle bag in hand, did that pretty, deliciously scented, omega come knocking at his door. soft yellow sweater on and smiling with all the brightness of the damn sun on his face, “hi handsome, how ya feelin?”
“Not too bad yet, come on in.” And you see, Taehyung actually hadn’t had any of his pre-rut symptoms yet. So he was fairly confident that he and Jeongguk would just spend today watching t.v and hanging out. But after the omega dropped his things in Taehyung’s bedroom and sat right next to him on the couch, everything crashed into him, bit by bit. first it was the headache. throbbing and only soothed by the feeling of Jeongguk’s gentle fingers scraping through his hair. “i’ve never seen someone with bright red hair, it shouldn’t look good, but somehow i feel like any color would look good on you”
“nah, tried green once, looked like barf.”
Jeongguk giggled softly and leaned his head on Taehyung’s shoulder, fingers still mindlessly scraping at the alpha’s scalp. the problem with this, Jungkook’s face pressed to the skin of Taehyung’s neck would lead to what comes second. the heat. burning throughout Taehyung’s entire body. has him sweating and clammy and the omega immediately catches on because he speaks softly “want me to ditch my sweater? you’re really hot. like literally.” in comparison to the three days they spent together last month. sitting side by side, shirtless should be nothing. it is nothing. nothing until Taehyung needs somewhere to put his arm, so he stretches it over the back of the couch and Jeongguk takes the opportunity to scoot closer.
and something about the gentle feeling of Jeongguk’s arm hanging loosely across Taehyung’s stomach led to the third wave of this vicious typhoon. his pheromones filling the entire place and his cock hardening to the point of being unbearable in his jeans. and Taehyung wasn’t sure how to initiate it. last time it was almost too easy, the desperation had already sunk in. he was shameless. but this time he’s still very much aware of everything. Aware of Jeongguk’s scent that is damn near suffocating him. Aware of the warmth of Jeongguk’s bare skin pressed up against his own. Aware of the shallow breaths they’re both taking. As if neither of them knows when this bubbling tension is going to burst. which is why hearing Jeongguk’s very muffled whimper in his neck, made the heat already pooling in his gut burst into a fire so intense he couldn’t possibly ignore it anymore. grabbing the omega by the waist and pulling Jeongguk into his lap, Taehyung groans in such blissful relief. head falling backwards with the weight of Jeongguk in his lap. his thumbs rubbing soft circles over Jeongguk’s hip bones when he feels him nosing at his collarbone, “tae.”
“hmm”
“you’re so hard”
“mhm”
“what do you want me to do for you this time?”
Taehyung is slipping into delirium too quickly. Feels like he’s drowning in piles of red velvet cake and solid muscles and soft giggles. “anything”
“wanna ride you. didn’t get to before. can i ride you, alpha? show you how good i can be all by myself?”
“yeah, fuck yeah, of course you can” Taehyung’s grip on Jungkook’s hips has grown vice-like. barely loosening at all as the omega shifts out of his soft shorts and helps Taehyung out of his own.
“has anyone ever told you how annoyingly sexy you are?”
Taehyung’s brow raises in amusement. watches as Jeongguk almost loses his balance kicking off his shorts. Grabs onto his hand and pulls him right back into place. Thick length already grinding up against him when the omega sits comfortably. “annoying isn't typically the word they use”
“god, its like. i dont give a damn about being an omega you know? like fuck the stereotypes, fuck mating and all that shit. but then i see you and suddenly i feel like my only purpose in life should be folding laundry and sucking cock.”
Taehyung snorts in laughter. Jeongguk is too damn honest for his own good, but it’s so enjoyable. Too enjoyable for the fact that they really don’t know each other that well yet. So why does he enjoy these three days more than the rest of the damn month combined? Especially when he’s got his length buried as deep as possible and Jeongguk’s gorgeous head is thrown back with a strangled moan “such a fucking great cock. just wanna keep riding it.” and riding it he does. bounces in place and has Taehyung’s legs feeling like jello because he can barely move. overwhelmed with pleasure and the feeling of Jeongguk around him.
hours later, right when Taehyung thinks he’s satiated enough to get some sleep. Jeongguk walks out of the bathroom. freshly showered, hair swept back and a stupidly oversized t-shirt. he doesn’t seem to pay any attention to the way Taehyung is staring at him. just walks right over to the closet, reaching up to put his dirty clothes next to his bag on the shelf. Taehyung’s eyes glued to the way his shirt just barely reveals the swells of his perfectly round ass, muffling his growl by biting onto his bottom lip-nearly making it bleed. He was so close to falling asleep. and it doesn’t help that the omega is so attentive. noticing the slightest spikes in Taehyung’s scent and he’s already crawling into bed with him. kneeling prettily beside him and leaning over to run fingers through his hair, “thought i heard you snoring, still restless hyung?”
Taehyung’s eyes that were clenched shut open slowly, dance all over Jeongguk’s face and stop on the sheen that glosses his pink lips. closes them again but the way his nostrils flare and his jaw clenches has Jeongguk squirming next to him. “its okay you know..” his voice is impossibly gentle “i don't mind…just, tell me what you need from me.”
“i think, i really need you bent over in front of me.” Jungkook, as crass and brazen as he can be, blushes. cheeks burning red and eyes wide. “i-okay. yeah. i can do that.” and then he’s moving and shifting and Taehyung gets both hands on his hips and groans, “am i allowed to kiss you, other places.”
“like…like where?”
“Jeongguk, I’m gonna be honest right now…” shakes his head as he just says it because there’s no rationale left in his brain, “i need to taste you. you smell so fucking good, gotta taste it.” Taehyung presses the softest kiss below Jeongguk’s ass cheek and smirks at the way the omega’s body twitches in surprise. “um…if i don't like it will you stop?”
“you…noones ever ate you out before? you’re joking.”
“no. i dont know if i’m gonna like i—oh fucking hell, what the fu—ngh” Taehyung’s probably going to bruise Jeongguk’s thighs with how tight he’s gripping him. but god he just is completely taking over all of taehyung’s senses. from the sight of him, to his scent, to the feeling of his plush yet muscular thighs in his palms, down to the taste of his slick on Taehyung’s tongue—he’s fucking in heaven. pair it all with the gorgeous moans that spill out into the room and Taehyung genuinely forgets about the fact that this is his rut. too focused on earning more of those moans and wants to make Jeongguk cum with just his tongue. really really wants to make sure he has a good memory of his first time being rimmed.
and the craziest part about all of this is that when the three days have passed, Jeongguk leaves without a trace. Wakes up hours before Taehyung and cleans up their mess. leaves nothing behind other than a sweet note and a bottle of water on his bedside table -see ya in a month. xoxo, Guk.
✦
“just text him, he’ll help.”
“no…heats are different. and i saw him by the river with Raya this weekend. they were holding hands and everything so he’s probably gonna cut me off soon.” Jeongguk shrugs “won’t need a rut partner if he secures his mate. Besides, he doesn’t need me making him smell like omega if he’s trying to court someone anyway.”
Yoongi sighs, looking at Jeongguk who’s stuffing his face as he always does right before his heat, “want me to steal one of his hoodies at least? you’ve been spending ruts with him for three months now, you’re going to crave him specifically.”
Jeongguk seems to contemplate it before he nods with red cheeks, too embarrassed to admit that his omega is already craving him, “could you? just…just something.”
Yoongi had told Jeongguk to meet him at the cafe between their apartment buildings. Despite the growing ache in his stomach, he had enough time. and the moment Yoongi is out of sight he’s pulling the hoodie over his head with a quiet groan. fuck that redheaded alpha, with his honey scent that Jeongguk absolutely loves. He shouldn’t be allowed to smell that good anyway? Who gave him permission to be the walking embodiment of perfection and then all at once it’s hitting him even harder but he’s so close to home…he’s just around the corner. But he doesn’t take many steps forward because a strong hand on his wrist tugs him in. “hey, what the hell are you doing? walking around in fucking heat like this?”
Jeongguk would be annoyed in any other circumstance. Somewhere deep in his mind he is annoyed. who the fuck does Taehyung think he is?? Jeongguk is grown and capable of taking complete care of himself. god but the feeling of Taehyung’s warmth and having that thick honeyed fragrance this close, makes his mind fuzzy. makes him do things like grip the sides of Taehyung’s jacket to pull himself closer. nuzzling into the alpha’s neck and whimpering pitifully when Taehyung holds him tighter. Long arm wrapping around his lower back and making it so easy to just fall “c’mon. i’ll get you home, hm?”
“fine..m’fine…just, go.”
“no, im not leaving you.” and Jeongguk’s heart thuds, but even more so than that his body burns. all itchy and desperate when they get inside and Taehyung’s dark eyes are on him, “where did you get my sweatshirt?”
“y-yoongi, didn’t wanna bother, but it hurts hyung. hurts so bad.”
A large hand cups onto his face and Jeongguk preens under the touch. inching closer, round eyes fluttering closed. it feels so good to have Taehyung close like this. “why didn't you tell me your heat was coming soon? i’d have been here this morning.”
Jeongguk doesn’t respond because his mind is too clouded. He can’t formulate sentences right now. He’s far too lost in a haze of desire for the man that lets a hand slip under the sweatshirt and curl onto Jeongguk’s bare waist, squeezing lightly before he just rubs him. Impossibly soothing the way Taehyung’s palm flattens over his tummy and rubs all the way up his chest and down his sides again, “what do you need, pup? i’ll give it to you.”
“Hold me..please keep holding me.” And so Taehyung does. Without hesitation. Adjusts himself to curl up behind Jeongguk. Arms wrapping around him entirely. Face burrowed into the side of the omega’s neck and damn Taehyung is supposed to go into rut until a week from now. But Jeongguk’s pheromones are everywhere. On this bed, in the air. They can be felt with the way his fingers clutch onto Taehyung’s forearms and hold him as close as possible. Nuzzling into the alpha’s palm and it’s so much different to the Jeongguk he’s used to. The one that’s kind of kinky and super playful and tells Taehyung he’s ‘too hot for his own good’. This one is so tender. He just wants to be held and he whines if Taehyung moves at all and he’s so pliant Taehyung could cry. Especially when he very gently ruts backwards against Taehyung’s crotch. Hips moving so slowly. As if he doesn’t want anything at all but to feel him.
And Taehyung does everything in his power to keep it in. The fact that he’s so fucking turned on he can’t breathe. he won’t admit it out loud, but there’s something insanely satisfying about fill—“alpha.”
Oh god.
Squeezes his arms around the omega tighter and doesn’t even realize he’s fucking scenting him. “I’m right here, pup. What is it?”
“Want you. Want you so bad.”
“You have me. Whatever you want, I told you. I’ll take care of you, just like you do for me, hm? You’re so good for me.”
“Want you like this.” And okay, Taehyung’s never fucked anyone like this before. But Jeongguk’s body fits so perfectly against his own, it’s as if they’re supposed to be together like this. His hand is near trembling when he slides down to reach between Jeongguk’s thighs. ‘Fucking-ugh—‘ forehead pressing harshly against Jeongguk’s shoulder when he can feel just how wet he is. “Making this way too easy for me, angel.”
Jeongguk’s head falls back to rest against Taehyung’s shoulder when the first finger presses in, “ahh, like that”
“Does it feel good, pup?”
“Mhm…like your hands…” his head cranes and Taehyung has to remind himself that he’s not allowed to press his lips all over the neck that’s being presented to him. Brings himself back to focus when Jeongguk’s soft voice speaks, “like being called angel. Feels nice.” Taehyung does not let himself think about the way his alpha howls. Of course Jeongguk likes being called sweet names while Taehyung’s fucking two fingers inside of him. At this point it’s inevitable. He realizes it when Jeongguk’s whimpering into his ear and digging little curved shapes into the arm he has hooked underneath him.
Jeongguk triggered his rut.
Taehyung has never been near an omega in heat. Let alone near one when he was on rut at the same time. It’s the most difficult task he’s ever had to endure. Restraining his own desires with the purpose of making sure Jeongguk was taken care of first. Thinks that the omega was so deep in the haze of his own heat and arousal that he probably didn’t even realize Taehyung was on rut. Didn’t question at all the way he had no trouble keeping up with him.
And despite how clingy Jeongguk was during the hours of them satiating each other’s needs, nothing could’ve prepared him for the way the omega would be glued to him while they slept. Had a hand bunched underneath the fabric of Taehyung’s shirt. Skin touching in every way possible from their intertwined legs to the breaths Jeongguk lets out against his neck. Much of what he’s learned about Jeongguk has been from Yoongi and their few texting sessions they have weekly. But lying in his bedroom and looking around, Taehyung feels like he’s learning even more. From the plants that blossom the most brilliant shade of red on the window sill. Glowing vibrantly under the moonlight. To the soft fabric of his big fluffy comforter. The way he has twelve pairs of shoes perfectly lining the wall by his bedroom door.
The pretty lights that frame his body mirror, though they aren’t turned on, he can imagine the way the omega looks at himself when they are on. Calm orange hue casting over his perfect fa—. Taehyung stops. Jolts up abruptly and feels his heart beating rapidly out of his chest. Flashes of his recent outings with Raya playing in his mind making a nasty feeling creep throughout his body. But despite everything that keeps him up all night…nothing quite makes Taehyung feel as gloomy as the realization, once Jeongguk has woken up and is begging for more, that this will have to be the last time.
And the last time shouldn’t feel this good. really that’s not a fair comparison because it has felt this good every single time. It was never supposed to be this good. It was just supposed to be enough. But this damn omega and his scent that’s just sweet enough that Taehyung craves it and his touch that is warm yet sends tremors of chills throughout his entire body. Perhaps it wouldn’t be so good if Jeongguk wasn’t so attentive. Because even in his heat induced haze, he’s got both hands in Taehyung’s hair, nails scraping over his scalp and tugging it backwards a bit when he realizes what he’s done. Smirk on his face that Taehyung realizes, he would fucking love to kiss right off. “You’re on rut-ngh” Jeongguk’s face falls to rest where Taehyung’s neck meets his shoulder as he grinds down on his cock even harder. “Was wondering h-how you didn’t get tired last night. Thought you were ju-oh fuck, Tae there. Right there.”
“Kinda liked you last night, pup. without your snarky comments and smart ass mouth”
“Oh please, if you didn’t like this mouth you wouldn’t come back for it.”
“It’s not the mouth that I’m coming back for—“ Taehyung smirks but he chokes on a moan when Jeongguk bites him. Straight up sinks his teeth into the skin of Taehyung’s neck and sucks the faintest of a red mark. “—so i can’t kiss you, but you can leave me a hickey while riding my dick?”
“Mhm” Jeongguk giggles softly cheek resting where he just bit as the giggles fade into those perfect little whimpers Taehyung has grown to know so well. The ones that tell him Jeongguk’s toes are curling and he’s seconds away from coming. And Taehyung would never disrespect his blatant conditions. But if Jeongguk can be a tease then so the fuck can he. Uses his fingers to grip onto the omega’s chin, forcing him to lift his head and meet Taehyung’s eyes. Amusement filling his chest when he sees the flicker of something in those round eyes. But he’s more focused on watching the way those eyes momentarily slip. Gaze falling right to Taehyung’s lips as they curl upwards just barely, “if you do that again, i won’t let you finish. Understand?”
“I didn’t eve—god” his head would’ve rolled back if not for the hold Taehyung still has on his jaw. So Jeongguk just lets his eyes roll back instead, “fuck, your dick is so fucking good. I hate you.”
“No you don’t” Taehyung pulls Jeongguk even closer. To the point that their foreheads are touching and the tips of their noses touch and it would take absolutely nothing for their mouths to connect and he just knows it would be so fucking delicious. But he won’t. He does let out a slow breath though. Watching the way Jeongguk’s eyes flutter as he feels the sensation over his lips. At the same time as Taehyung fucks into him, voice impossibly low when he says “you love the way your alpha makes you feel, huh? Needed him so bad for your heat that you had to steal one of his hoodies. Hm? Can’t possibly hate me that much, angel.” Jeongguk cums with what almost sounds like a cry. Music to Taehyung’s ears as they breathe each other in and he watches himself paint Jeongguk’s gorgeously toned stomach.
When Jeongguk lifts his head from where he was steadying his breathing, their faces are still so close. He almost panics when Taehyung’s hand cups his cheek. But the look in his eyes just makes Jeongguk trust him. Even if he wants it. Even if it’s taking everything in him not to just lean forward and taste those lips just once. Taehyung smiles and moves so that Jeongguk is no longer on his lap. Laying side by side when taehyung runs a hand down his side. Finger tips poking gently at every mole on his arm before his hand cups onto Jeongguk’s hip. “Sorry if I was kind of rough…know you like it a little differently when you’re like this.”
Jeongguk isn’t sure what Taehyung is referring to when he says ‘like this’ but he figures his sudden urge to snuggle up to the alpha and bury his face against his neck, is probably what he’s talking about. It’s annoying, but he simply cannot fight it off. Not when his body starts to cramp up and the only thing that makes it better is Taehyung’s arms around him. Fucking stupid omega and alpha bullshit. Jeongguk wants to ask how things are going with Raya…but Taehyung has never opened the door to talk about that and he doesn’t want to make things awkward. It’s not like he cares…he just, wants to know if he should plan to be present for Taehyung’s rut next month. Especially since this one was triggered early, now his cycle will be off. If Taehyung won’t be around three months from now for Jeongguk’s next heat, he thinks they should probably stop this sooner than later. Because if he feels this…attached now, he’s terrified to know what it would feel like with two more months of this spent together.
But for some reason, they don’t even have to talk about it. As they’re laying together, bodies tangled in every way possible, Jeongguk can sense it. Feels it in the way Taehyung holds him and murmurs sweet words into his ear as he’s falling asleep, that this is the last time anyway.
✦
“Woah.” Hoseok’s nose turns up when he sees and smells a very sullen Jeongguk walking into work. “What’s wrong?”
“Was finally having good sex for once in my miserable life and it’s over.”
“Really? With the guy who makes you smell like honey? What happened?”
Jeongguk’s face flushes when he sighs. Could Taehyung’s scent have stuck to him that easily? Doesn’t think about it too long because it doesn’t matter. It’s not like he has feelings for Taehyung or anything, hell they really didn’t even get to know each other that well. Outside of their bodies, the most they’ve had were some random conversations about nothing in particular. “Well, he’s been courting someone, which is why he wanted a rut partner because he didn’t wanna go all alpha-mode on them, and scare them off, right? I agreed, he’s hot so why wouldn’t i? But alas…he is making progress with his love. So what am I to do but masturbate again until I find an alpha that knows how to use what he’s given.”
Hoseok giggles as his arms cross at his desk, leaning over with raised brows, “you have a crush don’t you?”
“On his dick? Absolutely.” He shrugs “don’t know him enough to say if i like him as a person. Yoongi-hyung likes him, they’re roommates.”
“Taehyung?!”
Jeongguk nods nonchalantly. As if he isn’t dying to barrel Hoseok with a hundred questions. “Oh I’m sorry Guk, yeah he’s been crushing on Raya forever.” Truthfully it’s not a big deal at all. Jeongguk never had intentions of anything more than helping Taehyung out with his problem temporarily, yet for some reason that he can’t think of…he feels a bit irritated. None-the-less he returns to work, “really it worked out in time for the business conference. Can’t help him with his rut from countries away, you know?”
“Mhm” Hoseok shakes his head “if that’s how you’re choosing to comfort yourself, i support it. I’ll send you some hotels to choose from for the trip.”
It’s not comfort. Jeongguk doesn’t care. He doesn’t even know that stupid red haired honey fragranced alpha. Who cares that Taehyung is an artist and stupidly funny and has great taste in music? Pfft. Definitely not him. Just to prove it he whips out his phone quickly.
I’ll drop off your hoodie to Yoongi tomorrow…and the sweatpants >.< .
Not worried about it. Keep ‘em.
What the hell am I gonna do with your clothes, hyung?
Do they not smell like me anymore? Do you need new ones?
Oh my god. No. I will be fine lmaoo
Heats not for two more months anyways.
Kay, then just toss them if you don’t want them. I’m good.
Why would you just throw away your clothes? That’s silly. I’ll drop them off.
Don’t.
…..why are you being weird? I can give them to Yoongi…
Apparently everything about me and my place smells like you now…So…I’m trying to get rid of it. :( Raya’s all pissy with me. Even if they’re my clothes you wore them throughout your heat. They’re going to smell just like you.
Oh.
Yeah…it’s been an interesting few weeks and I’m just trying to keep her happy.
K.
You’re mad :(
???
Why would I be mad? Obviously you want to keep your mate happy.
She’s not my mate.
LOL close enough. It’s all good. See ya.
Are you gonna be at Yoongi’s birthday thing?
Yeah. Most likely.
Okay! I’ll see you there.
Jeongguk has to do everything in his power to resist the urge to chuck his phone across the room. He doesn’t care. It literally doesn’t affect him. He never wanted to be with Taehyung. That was never in the plan. They did what they set out to do. So why does it hurt so much to think about him doing everything he can to erase Jeongguk’s presence?
✦
“Oh my god, why does it smell like a fucking candle shop exploded in here?”
Taehyung’s eyes roll from where his head is rested against the back of the sofa, “Raya wouldn’t stop talking about how it smells like ‘a cheap omega’ in here”
“Cheap? Really?” Yoongi scoffs but Taehyung glares. “She didn’t mean it like that. You know how we all get possessive.”
“Okay but she knew you had a rut partner, so what did she expect?”
“I don’t know Yoon. But i feel like I’m losing my mind trying to convince her that I’m not involved with Jeongguk. I should’ve never gotten a partner in the first place.”
“Fuck that. You and her aren’t together yet and you weren’t together. You didn’t do anything wrong. She needs to get over it.”
Taehyung sighs…a part of him agrees with Yoongi. Another part of him thinks that maybe he should’ve asked her how she felt about it all. Rather than just casually slipping it in that he’s had a rut partner for the last few months. Another part of him can’t stop thinking about Jeongguk, but he doesn’t acknowledge that part. He can’t afford to acknowledge it. “You still coming tonight? You better not bail on me because of her.”
“No, I’m going! She might stop by Jin’s, is that okay?”
“I mean I guess. As long as you don’t be fucking disgusting.”
“We’re not like that. Don’t worry.” He assures him but then his brain does this crazy thing where it puts Jeongguk in Raya’s spot. Because Taehyung knows that without a doubt he and Jeongguk would be fucking disgusting. Hell they already were and they weren’t even together. Shakes his head and buries his face in a couch cushion with a groan—Stop. Fucking. Thinking. About. Jeongguk.
His plans to stop thinking about Jeongguk fall through almost instantly when he gets to Seokjin’s where their friends have already gathered for Yoongi’s birthday party. Because there’s drinks being passed around and Seokjin is grilling some meat but the only thing Taehyung’s senses manage to focus on is Jeongguk.
Jeongguk who’s leaning against the wall talking to someone. Jeongguk who has a sucker in his mouth and is batting his lashes flirtatiously at the alpha he’s standing infuriatingly close to. Jeongguk who’s eyes flash over to Taehyung immediately. As if he felt him, but then he turns his gaze right back to the alpha he’s talking to and Taehyung doesn’t care. Why would he care, he’s finally making progress with Raya. Raya who he’s known all of his life. Raya who he’s had a crush on as long as he can remember. Raya who his parents are so sure is meant to be his mate. But Taehyung doesn’t smell when she walks into the house and is greeted by Jimin and Namjoon at the door with hugs. He can barely peel his eyes off from the hand that alpha has gotten on Jeongguk’s waist.
His mind is boggled and he can’t even think properly, but then he feels soft tugging at his arm and Raya is smiling up at him. “Hi, I thought you’d be the one to let me in. Did you not get my text?”
He didn’t. Of course he didn’t. Because Taehyung has been frozen still in this spot since he walked in. “No, I’m sorry.” He leans down to press a soft kiss to her cheek but his eyes flash open because he can sense the eyes on him. Before his nostrils flare because Jeongguk’s scent is so damn distinct and Taehyung can tell he’s pissed off. But why? Did that alpha do something—“oh, is that the omega?” Her head tilts as she looks at Jeongguk who pops the sucker from his lips with a giggle that’s so fake Taehyung cringes internally. He’s known Jihun all of his life, he’s not that fucking funny. “Huh?”
“I asked if that was the omega you’ve been fucking?”
Taehyung has known for a long time the way Raya fumes when she’s angry or frustrated or intimidated. But until recently he’s never had to feel it. It makes him uncomfortable. The way her gaze is sharp and pointed. And the last thing he wants is for her to say something to Jeongguk. So he just shakes his head. Raya scoffs immediately, “don’t fucking lie to me. Not when I’ve had to smell that scent for the last three weeks.”
“Yeah, that’s him. He’s Yoongi’s friend.”
She makes a noise of annoyance before she peels her hand from Taehyung’s arm, “will you get me a drink?”
“Of course, what do you want?”
“Surprise me.” Taehyung feels ridiculous. Feels like a child the way he’s walking on eggshells and his hands tremble as he starts to pour seokjin’s suggestion of a mixed drink. It’s because of Raya. That’s why he’s so nervous. Because she’s beautiful and he wants to impress her and prove to her that he’ll be a good mate. That’s why. It’s not at all because he can smell Jeongguk’s presence before he hears him. “I’m not here to bother you. Just want a drink.”
Taehyung adds a little more of the juice to dilute the alcohol before he hands the cup over to Jeongguk. The omega staring at him with wide eyes, “I didn’t mean for you to—“
“I don’t mind. You said you’re not big on alcohol right? It’ll taste mostly like mango juice. Don’t worry.”
Jeongguk smiles softly. wills his heart to stop pounding because the alpha remembered something minimal. he brings the cup to his lips, “thanks, hyung.” And then he’s leaving the kitchen and Taehyung doesn’t realize he’s staring until it’s Raya’s eyes that lock onto his own. “Did you get lost?”
“No, sorry, I couldn’t decide what to mix you.”
“There’s literally my favorite soju…riiight there.” She points over Taehyung’s shoulder to the bottles of grape soju. He grabs a bottle for her and opens it easily. Handing it over and following her out into the living room where Yoongi is setting up Karaoke. Okay..okay..he’s fine. That awkward tension between him and Jeongguk isn’t there anymore. Raya doesn’t feel like she’s seconds from bursting into flames. He’s fine.
Taehyung was fine. He was until Yoongi’s boyfriend Hoseok and Jeongguk get up to perform a song together. And he would’ve still been fine. Tries to keep his focus on the lyrics running across the screen but his eyes keep finding their way to the shape of Jeongguk’s body. The way his t-shirt sleeves are rolled up showing the entire length of the delicate tattoo on his arm. That same shirt that tucks into his loose slacks. Defining his waist that fits so fucking perfectly between his han—“Taehyung.”
He looks down at Raya who’s eyes roll as she chuckles bitterly, “you’ve got to be joking, right?”
“What..what happened?”
“Can you at least pretend you’re not attracted to him?”
Taehyung’s heart squeezes in his chest. As if replaying how rude he’s been since the moment she got here and he takes her hand in his own instantly, “it wasn’t like that.” Brings the back of her palm to his hand and kisses it twice. “I’m really glad you came.” The smile finds it’s way back to her face and when she leans in to nuzzle against his neck, he pretends he doesn’t see the way Jeongguk hurries out of the room. This is what he wants. This is what he’s always wanted.
So with everything that he has, he focuses on her. Keeps an arm around her almost at all times. And when they bring out the cake to sing to Yoongi he hugs her from behind and rests his chin on her shoulder. When it’s time for him to leave, he almost has himself convinced that it was all in his head. All it took was clearing his mind and he was able to be right back where he’s always been. Wrapped up in Raya. As everyone is leaving, he watches a stumbling Jeongguk get in the car with Jihun who’s hand was on his back.
He tries not to think about it. Raya is happy and asks to sleep over. Yoongi is staying over at Hoseok’s. They can finally make the progress he’s been wanting. He can hold her close and kiss her more than a chaste peck. Though while she’s in the shower he gets a text that fucks up whatever false progress he thought he made.
Yoong-hyunggiieee, what does that omega have that idon’t? :((
✦
Jeongguk has never been more thankful for a business trip in his life. It’s only a week but he needs this desperately. He’s never in his life been so miserably down bad for someone. He didn’t even realize he was down bad for him until it truly sank in that the stupid alpha is down bad for someone else. Jeongguk has been cheated on by an alpha before and it didn’t stab him in the chest the way it did to see Taehyung cuddling up to that other omega and pressing sweet kisses to her neck.
The same sweet kisses that Jeongguk probably would’ve gotten if he hadn’t put a dumb rule in place. Kisses from those same lips that were so impossibly close to his own during his heat that he almost couldn’t separate his inner desires from his consciousness. Jeongguk is thankful that at the very least he managed to keep it together. Because he can only imagine how much more intense this feeling would be had he given in to that urge. The truth is that he’s had a crush on Taehyung since the first time he saw him out one night with Yoongi and the others. But Jeongguk doesn’t do relationships and mates and alpha’s are assholes anyway.
Except of course, the one he has a crush on would put all of his internal judgments and stereotypes to shame. The one who already wants someone else. The one who just needed Jeongguk to get off. But if he gets too delusional, he’ll think about the fact that Taehyung had no obligation to help Jeongguk with his heat. They hadn’t talked about it, he just did. And the further he spirals, he lets himself think about the fact that his heat triggered Taehyung’s rut…which is enough to make his stomach absolutely churn with want. Because he’s always known that their pheromones can affect each other, biologically, but he’s never experienced it. And Taehyung was just so good. The way he held him and drew invisible stars all over his body when they rested. It’s stupid to think about. It’s stupid to linger on at all. Especially when he looks at the date and realizes that Taehyung will be going into rut any day now…and he’ll be spending it with the omega that he really wants.
✦
“Are you sure this is a good idea?”
“What do you mean?”
“You’re really going to mate with Raya?”
Taehyung looks up from where he was chilling some ice packs with a sigh, “yeah…kind of been my goal for the last six years hyung.”
Yoongi just nods and leaves the room. Hand slapping the wall on his way out and if Taehyung weren’t already having torturous pre-rut symptoms he’d be following after him. It doesn’t take Yoongi long at all to pack his weekend bag and leave. Taehyung waits for the door to close to send a text to Raya but he doesn’t know why he hesitates. It’s because he’s comparing everything and that’s not fair to her. They’re two totally different people and this is his first time with her. So of course he won’t feel the comfort and excitement he felt waiting for Jeongguk, after he tells her to come over.
How would she know exactly when to show up like Jeongguk did? She couldn’t possibly know. It’s not her fault. None of it is her fault. Taehyung brushes it off, turns on a movie and waits for her to show up, but when she finally does. It’s nothing. Her scent doesn’t flood him and make his jaw clench. In fact…he can’t really smell her. At all. He knows he used to love her scent when they were younger but right now he can’t even remember it.
And he doesn’t know if she can tell, he’s trying not to make it clear that something is wrong. Because nothing is wrong, this is right. But then she leans in to kiss him and there’s just…emptiness. Actually, the proper way to describe it would be disappointment. and pain. his gut twists. He’s dreamed of kissing her since he was a kid. Yet he feels absolutely nothing. Just a gaping throbbing vacancy in his chest when he pulls away and she tries to scoot closer. “How do you want me to help you? I’ve not helped someone with their rut before.” Taehyung knows he’s on his rut. His body aches and his mind is doing circles and his stomach is hot. But…he’s not turned on. not even a little.
Quite the opposite, he feels like someone dumped a bucket of ice water over his body. When he looks at her with uncertainty in his eyes she settles back. Butt resting on her heels as she slowly pulls her arm away. face reddening before she snarls, “You don’t even want me.”
“Raya…”
“No! It’s obvious! This is supposed to be like…like…really intense and I should be able to feel you. But…it’s like I’m not even here. You smell sad, Taehyung. Normally an alpha in rut would smell aroused.”
His chest aches. He can finally smell her and she smells awful. Not awful because of the scent itself, but awful because Taehyung has hurt her and he didn’t mean to. His intention was never to hurt her but.. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’ve liked you for so long Raya.”
He watches as her eyes fill with water and feels like the worst person in the world. But she sits up right and sighs “I think you’ve liked me for so long that you just convinced yourself you wanted this. You haven’t even let yourself consider anyone else because you’ve been mentally fixated on me…until now.”
“I’m not—“
“Taehyung, I may have tried to brush it off but I’m not stupid. Your scent was all over the place at Yoongi’s party. I saw you mix that omega a drink, specifically to his taste, but you couldn’t even remember my favorite alcohol flavor when we’ve been drinking and hanging out together for years.”
Taehyung’s head is hung low. He’s never felt his alpha be so tame in the middle of a damn rut…especially not tame enough for his mind to focus at all on this conversation. But Raya stands up and huffs in frustration, “it just sucks for me because..I’ve been waiting all of this time for you to make a move. But clearly i waited too long because now you’ve gone and imprinted on someone.”
“Woah, hold on. I haven’t imprinted on anyone.”
“Taehyung, you, an alpha, do not feel any sexual arousal at all towards me, an omega. Right now. While in the very beginning of your rut. The time when you are supposed to be the most agitated…when you’re imprinted or mated, you don’t get those same urges around other omegas anymore. You recognize him as your mate. That’s why you feel nothing for me.”
His mouth is nearly on the floor. “That doesn’t make any sense, people have rut partners all the time and don’t end up mating them. What did I do so wrong?!”
Her smile is as beautiful as it is pitiful when she looks at him, “you didn’t do anything wrong, but you fell for him. Or at least your alpha fell for his omega. Whatever caused the imprint i don’t know.” She steps closer to him and buries her face in his neck. Nuzzling against it and attempting to scent him. Her arms wrap around his middle and their bodies are flush with how tight she holds him. It’s when her lips brush over his skin that Taehyung is about to step away but she does it first. Gulp heavy and audible when she says “that didn’t do anything for you, right?”
“I—“
“Don’t say it.” She looks down and makes her way towards the door “it’ll hurt so much worse if you say it.”
“Raya, I’m sorry…I didn’t —I didn’t want..”
“Stop talking, Taehyung.” Her voice cracks “please don’t say anything else.” Taehyung doesn’t move from the sofa his entire rut other than to shower and use the restroom.
He barely manages to get off the one time he does because he just feels …. He doesn’t know how he feels. Because if he did imprint on Jeongguk. Does this mean that the omega rejected it?? Since he was at the party and clearly left with an alpha. Or if he did imprint and was forced to realize it the same way Taehyung did…does he not want it?? And that’s why he hasn’t brought it up??
He muddles over these thoughts for two more days until the remembrance slaps him in the face of the text that Jeongguk sent that night of Yoongi’s party. At first Taehyung thought that maybe he was talking about the other alpha. But there’s just something in him that doesn’t really think it’s the case. So against all of his better judgement he pulls out his phone.
Hey.
Hi?
You busy?
Kind of, what’s up?
Nevermind.
..ok?
Kinda miss you. In like a normal way. Could we hangout sometime?
i dont think thats a good idea…
Please.
Well I’m out of the country right now.
Why?
work.
Oh yeah, you said you had a conference coming up. How’s it going?
Good except for my boss being a dick. Typical alpha shit. Wanna knock him in his jaw so hard he can’t speak.
I’d pay money to see that.
lol..i need this job unfortunately.
I get it. Well don’t let him ruin your mood. Text me when you’re at home and wanna hang.
i’ll think about it.
Brat. travel safely.
Thanks, Tae.
✦
Jeongguk returns to Seoul two days after Taehyung’s text and his mind is a complete mess. He’s got countless reports to type up and invoices to send off following this conference, yet the only thing on his mind is Taehyung. Does he miss him? But just a month ago he was doing anything to rid his apartment of Jeongguk’s scent. He wants to hangout, but why? They’ve never hung out with any purpose other than sex. Jeongguk doesn’t even know how to hangout with the alpha normally. He doesn’t know if he can.
The way he’s been feeling since everything stopped is a solid indicator that the moment he sees him again, his omega is going to freak out and want to cling to him worse than he ever has before. Probably even worse than on his heat. He aches for him. Takes forever to fall asleep because his heart throbs with an unbelievable pain. A feeling he didn’t think he’d ever associate with Taehyung. A feeling he really didn’t imagine ever feeling again. And still he finds himself saying, ‘Just got home. Wanna come over?’
Yeah.
He watches the typing indicator sit there for five minutes until finally he just tosses his phone and lays face down in the couch cushion. There’s a strong part of him that knows he’s going to regret this. But the part of him that is screaming for Taehyung wins. Another message comes through and its right after he’s showered and thrown on some sweatpants that he hears Taehyung at the door.
Taking some deep breaths and focusing on calming his heart before opening the door. Sweetest honey entering his home and making his insides feel all types of emotions. “hi”
“hi” Taehyung voices softly. he had a plan. come over, explain everything. tell jeongguk he and raya were done. ask him on a date. fall in love naturally. leave out all the imprinting shit. just let it be up to them. but the second his eyes land on Jeongguk’s watching them go from round and hopeful to something sharp and daring. he decides that if there was ever anything he could trust his secondary instincts on, it’s this. has his shoes off and leather jacket tossed to the back of the sofa before he curls a hand around the back of Jeongguk’s neck. pulling him in and letting their noses brush as he just breathes him in. begins nosing at the omega’s jawline, gliding down to his neck against his own volition. barely able to speak when his hands find their way to Jeongguk’s waist, “god, i’ve fucking missed you so much.”
Jeongguk whines. it’s soft but it rumbles against Taehyung’s ear and when he looks at Jeongguk he just can’t hold back. “did you miss me, angel?”
“so much” Jeongguk says instantly voice wavering when his arms slip around Taehyung’s neck, moving his own to the side as Taehyung continues nuzzling all over his skin.
“you’ve ruined me.” Taehyung chuckles against Jeongguk’s skin. he wants to kiss it so bad. every inch of it. “how can i want someone else after having you?”
“but you did.” Jeongguk’s face twists. as if he’s completely slipped from whatever moment of blissful reunion they were having. his nostrils flare and he snarls. “you cut me off and got rid of my scent and—“
“i didn’t realize in that moment what my heart was feeling. you didn’t either. because you didnt say anything.”
“what could i have said? you asked me to be your rut partner, thats it. but..” Jeongguk’s fists ball up at his sides “this is your fault. you were just supposed to fuck me and let me go. but you had to be all sweet and kiss my thighs and call me sweet things and cuddle me at night.”
Taehyung let’s go of Jeongguk’s hips only to grab the omega’s arms. Pulling them up until they wrap around his shoulders and makes his way right back to circle around Jeongguk’s waist, “I’m not blaming you, angel. It’s not like either one of us expected anything more than the mutual agreement.” The alpha lets his nose run along Jeongguk’s jawline, stops when he’s reached his ear, “but what am I supposed to do now? All I want is you.”
Jeongguk uses his arms to hug Taehyung even closer, face buried in the alpha’s neck when the best warmth wraps around him and holds him in place. “I don’t know how to do this kind of thing, Tae.”
“What kind of thing?”
“Being with someone. It’s been so long. I don’t want to disappoint you and what if this is just because I’m new and exciting? What if you don’t want me later on?”
“This isn’t a matter of me having a small crush on you, pup. I’ve already imprinted on you. There’s never gonna be anyone else.”
“But you don’t know tha—what? You what?” Jeongguk pulls away, hands falling to rest against Taehyung’s chest. Eyes round with disbelief and swimming with confusion. “How would you even know if you did that?”
Taehyung’s hands trail up and down the sides of Jeongguk’s body with sincerity in his eyes, “considering I just had the most painful rut of my life and couldn’t get it up to save my life.”
“Well if you were alone, isn’t that how they normally go..”
“I wasn’t alone.” Taehyung just needs to touch him. Needs to pull him closer. Needs him to understand this insane feeling that he can’t shake no matter how much he’s tried to reason with himself. Slides a hand up Jeongguk’s neck to settle into the locks of hair on the side of his head. Scratching softly behind his ear when he says “At Yoongi’s party, I couldn’t fucking take my eyes off of you. You texted me that night instead of Yoongi and I just assumed you were talking about fucking Jihun, but it was me. I know it was. And the truth is that there isn’t a damn thing anyone has that you don’t.” Moves his hand so that he’s holding onto Jeongguk’s face instead.
Let’s his thumb feel the sharpness of the omega’s jaw and that feeling is back. The rush surging through his veins. “If I had realized that night that you were talking about me I would’ve told you right then and there. I think I’ve known since your heat but…I’ve always thought I’d mate with Raya. We grew up side by side, it just made sense. But nothing made sense anymore after meeting you.”
“I never thought I’d mate with anyone..” Jeongguk says softly as he steps the last bit forward. Taehyung feels those soft socks against his bare feet again and the happiness that radiates throughout his body has him feeling like he could do backflips. But he doesn’t. He pulls his omega in and rests their foreheads together, “you’re bratty, and way too fucking blunt, you really should adopt a brain to mouth filter. You’re teeth will probably fall out from the amount of sucker wrappers on your kitchen counter and even if that did happen, I’d still want you.”
“My teeth will not fall out. I brush them.”
“My god, that’s not the fucking point, Jeongguk.” Nudges Jeongguk’s nose with his own and breathes in the sharp exhale that comes out of Jeongguk’s mouth. “The point is that you’re supposed to be mine.”
“What happens then..” Jeongguk’s breaths are slow but sharp every single time. As if he’s struggling to breathe at all when his fingers loosen against Taehyung’s neck. Fiddling with the curled ends of hair that rest there. “..if you know..I’m yours.”
“Whatever you want to happen. Your pace. I don’t care. As long as I end up with you, I’ll be happy with whatever that is.” Taehyung takes some slow steps forward. Jeongguk’s feet moving with his own because he has no choice.
“I don’t want kids.”
Taehyung’s hands are tight on his waist, pushing them further and further, “Okay.”
“I really like dogs.”
Taehyung smirks as he feels Jeongguk’s head tilting closer to his own, once his back has hit the wall and he has nowhere else to go, “so do i, pup.”
“I’m a workaholic…it’ll probably be really annoying and—“
Taehyung speaks so close to Jeongguk’s mouth. Their lips could touch if they really wanted to and god does Jeongguk want to. “Are you trying to turn me away from you?”
His voice is barely above a whisper when he replies, “just want you to know what you’re signing up for.”
“It doesn’t matter. I want you because you’re you. That means all of the things that tie into that as well.”
Jeongguk thinks he’s going to pass out or lose his mind or wake up from this dream. He tries to steady his heart and the way his omega is desperate. It feels like his chest is about to rip open if he doesn’t fucking do something, “Taehyung.”
When he lifts his gaze from Taehyung’s pretty lips, he finds those warm eyes staring into his owin, “Yes, angel?”
It takes everything in Jeongguk to not let his voice waver when he says, “please kiss me.” His hands slip further up into Taehyung’s hair the very moment their lips brush. But the alpha stops, chuckling torturously against him. Jeongguk’s back arching away from the wall and pressing his body as close to the alpha as he can. “Please”
“Shh” Taehyung’s voice is deeper than Jeongguk’s ever heard it when he speaks lowly like this “my omega doesn’t need to beg. I’ll give you anything you fucking want.” Their mouths that were delicately brushing crash together with a fire that’s finally raging. Jeongguk can’t even pretend he isn’t desperate. Mouth falling open before Taehyung’s tongue even reaches the seam of his lips. Feels like he could fall apart the way Taehyung tastes him and when he accidentally tightens his grip on the alpha’s hair, he gets a growl that he swallows with his own whimper. Legs trembling just from this, he’s gone. Jeongguk’s always thought Taehyung’s scent was overwhelmingly glorious but right now he’s drowning in it. Falling deeper and deeper and when taehyung parts to breathe sharply, Jeongguk realizes he’ll never make it back up for air. Especially not when Taehyung says, “you’re so fucking delicious.”
He can feel Taehyung’s length, rock hard, against the fabric of his sweatpants and lets out the softest moan as his head falls back. Taehyung’s face immediately pressing into his neck and nuzzling and kissing and making Jeongguk struggle to focus. Taehyung’s hands glide down to cup behind his thighs, just below his ass when he smirks against the omega’s skin, “jump.” And like this he can feel Taehyung pressing against his own erection and it feels so good his body shakes. “Alpha..need you”
“Yeah? I need you too pup. Need you so fucking bad.” Then they’re moving and Jeongguk is beyond arousal. He’s unhinged. There is absolutely nothing that could stop the shameless way he rolls his hips to grind on Taehyung’s lap the moment the alpha has seated on the edge of the mattress. Claws at Taehyung’s t-shirt and nearly tears it when he rips it off. Palms flat against the alpha’s chest as he pushes him down, peeling his own shirt off before pressing their bare bodies together and kissing those swollen lips, “just wanna be yours.”
“You are mine. Aren’t you? My omega. My angel. My gorgeous boy. Hm?”
Buries himself against the alpha’s neck with a whine, he feels embarrassed at the feeling of liquid dripping down his thighs. Taehyung is just so sexy and he says all of the right words to settle Jeongguk’s fragile heart and awaken everything inside of him. Taehyung’s fingers tracing along the inside of his sweatpants has his body shivering. Nose tracing every vein of Taehyung’s neck and trying to calm himself the only way he knows how. By making sure taehyung smells only like him. Then those large hands are groping his ass through his sweats and he hears the sharp breath before Taehyung’s finger traces over what is obviously a damp patch of the fabric. “Made a big deal about not throwing away good clothes, yet here you are getting them fucking drenched.” Jeongguk’s hips rut erratically against Taehyung’s groin. Desperate for more of that touch. Taehyung’s hands are so damn greedy. Curling around his inner thighs and slowly tracing back up. The alpha letting out soft groans of satisfaction every time Jeongguk’s lips touch his skin. Slips a hand down the pants easily and Jeongguk’s moan is ripped from his throat when Taehyung’s finger pushes in immediately. “God, you’re so damn wet. Will you even be able to take my cock like this pup? Gonna slip right out of you. Fuck.”
Jeongguk bites him hard. Way harder than the playful way he did it before. Sinks his teeth just above Taehyung’s collarbone and gasps when the alpha has him on his back almost instantly. Has their pants tossed to the floor in no time at all before he’s got a hand secured around Jeongguk’s neck and he’s stroking his length. Teasing it over the rim, Jeongguk watches as Taehyung’s head lulls back, “cannot fucking believe you’re mine.” He thought Taehyung was about to slide in, but then there’s hands around his ankles. Taehyung’s slipping off the socks so that he can press soft kisses to the sides of Jeongguk’s feet. Trailing up his ankles. Back and forth between both legs, until he’s using the grip he has on Jeongguk’s thighs to lift his ass up just enough. “Taehyung!” Feels heat flushing his cheeks as he tries to push away. “There’s too much—“ a loud gasp falls from his lips when Taehyung’s hands hold him in place like a vice. The alpha looks up and all Jeongguk can see is those dark eyes. “I know, gonna clean you up a bit before i fuck you.” Licking over him instantly and Jeongguk doesn’t know how this is supposed to clean him up. Because every flick of his tongue and moan against his hole has the omega’s slick pouring out. He can feel the way it drips down, past Taehyung’s mouth and down his body. The hands that hold him aren’t shy about the way they bruise him this time. Just holding tighter and Jeongguk has no complaints. Hips kicking helplessly in the air because it feels so fucking good and he needs friction. He’s desperate for it. Almost gets a hand around himself but Taehyung does it instead. Stroking his cock lazily while he laps at Jeongguk’s hole as if he were starving for it.
When he finally pulls away and leans up over Jeongguk, it’s a sight if he’s ever seen one. Taehyung’s lips and chin and jaw and neck, dripping with himself and Jeongguk’s never felt more turned on in his entire life. Especially when Taehyung just wipes over his mouth with the back of his hand and smirks, “you doin’ okay angel?”
His lips pout as he shakes his head. Lashes fluttering closed when Taehyung slips between his legs until their hips meet. Those delicate kisses are placed all over Jeongguk’s stomach, up his chest, slowly on his neck. Kissing and nipping and nuzzling and making all of those flurries come back when Taehyung hums against his skin, “what’s wrong then, hm?” Delicate fingers curl around Jeongguk’s chin and lets their noses brush, “did it not feel good?”
Jeongguk leans into it. Curls his arms up under Taehyung’s so that he can feel the alpha’s back and shoulder blades under his palms. Lips brushing “felt too good, alpha. Now i just feel so empty”
“Ahh, i see” Taehyung’s breathless as he kisses him. Pulls away to stare down at the gorgeous man below him and lets their foreheads boop together softly. It has Jeongguk giggling until Taehyung’s wrapping Jeongguk’s legs around his waist. Cock slipping in so easily, because his plan of cleaning him up just made it worse. His blunt nails dig into Taehyung’s skin. Scraping all the way down his back as he slowly raises the pace of his thrusts. It’s all panting and ragged breathing and soft whimpers until Taehyung says, “my omega just wants to be stuffed full, doesn’t he? Love the way your alpha fucks you, pup?”
“Yes.” Comes out instantly tilting his head up until their lips are touching completely “so good. Love feeling you inside me. Love having your hands on me.”
“Yeah? Anything else you love angel?” Snaps his hips harder and Jeongguk can barely speak but he knows what Taehyung wants. So he just gives it to him. Leans in and kisses Taehyung with his mouth already parted, making it easy for him to mumble into his lips, “love kissing you.”
“Me too” Taehyung says softly. And it’s mind blowing to Jeongguk how he can fuck into him so harshly. Hitting every spot and making his entire body tremble, but the hand that holds onto his face holds as if he were something that could break. Taehyung’s tongue tangles softly with his own. Dipping and teasing and biting the tip of it when he pulls away. “I’m not on rut this time angel,shit and you’re fucking tight, not gonna last very long. Can’t when you feel so damn good.”
Jeongguk’s hands have slipped from Taehyung’s back and fallen slack to his sides. But they clutch onto the sheets when Taehyung thrusts against the most glorious spot. Pleasure spreading rapidly throughout his body with every push and pull. Back arching off of the mattress, the alpha holding him around his lower back and lifting him up. The angle making him go even deeper. Fucking into him and nuzzling into his neck with little curses and moans breathed into the skin, “cum for me pup. Wanna see you.” And he does. Because he’s good and Taehyung is good and he says sweet things and cares for him gently and pleasures him to the fullest every single time. This all started as Jeongguk being available for Taehyung to use, but it hasn’t felt like that even once. Taehyung finishes but he keeps rolling his hips softly. Lays the omega on his back carefully before slipping out and reaching for the tissues on the side table.
Jeongguk notices, after he’s showered and Taehyung swapped the blankets for the clean ones in Jeongguk’s closet, that the alpha hasn’t stopped staring at him. Feels those eyes on him everytime he walks from his dresser to the mirror. Fixing his hair and putting on clean clothes and he knows they just did a whole lot of confessing, but he feels so much more vulnerable like this for some reason. Slips back into the bathroom to do face care, which he hasn’t done in weeks, but if it gives him ten minutes to steady the rapid beating of his heart he will do it. Though the arms that wrap around his bare middle from behind are clear enough for him to know that nothing is going to work. Not when he lifts his head and finds Taehyung looking at him through the mirror with pouted lips, “are you avoiding me right now?”
“No! I need to clean up my face.”
“This is the longest you’ve ever taken to get ready afterwards…”
“I’m just—“
“If you don’t actually want to be with me..you can say that, but, i don’t think i can be rut and heat partners with you because I’m already so attac—“ Jeongguk drops the face crème to the counter and spins on his heels. Presses Taehyung to the wall in his bathroom and snarls, “you aren’t backing out of this. You’re my alpha now. And that means putting up with my face care routines.”
Taehyung’s hands squeeze his hips playfully, leaning in to peck his lips chastely when he smiles, “show me how? I’ll do it too.”
Jeongguk bites on his lip and leans against the sink, “okay, i was avoiding you..”
“I knew it!”
“But it’s not because i don’t want you.” Reaches out for Taehyung’s hands to pull him into his space. Feeling incredibly content and fluttery when Taehyung’s arms cage him in and scents his neck unconsciously. “Just nervous…i told you. I’m not sure how to do all of this. But i want to. I want to more than anything.”
“Then what are you nervous for? This is what I want to. I thought I made that clear?”
“You did. It’s just…me”
“Can I do anything to make you feel confident about this? About me?”
“I already feel confident about you” Jeongguk says softly “I just want to be a good mate for you…if, if that’s what you want one day.”
“Let’s go get some sleep, yeah? You don’t need to worry about anything at all. You are already so good. I didn’t know someone could be so perfect for me, before I met you.”
They get tangled up in bed and Jeongguk looks up to Taehyung with sad eyes, “is everyone in your life going to be disappointed? That you ended up with me instead?” Fingers grabbing his chin, tilting his head up into the warmest kiss he’s ever felt, makes all of those thoughts wash away. “everyone in my life will be thrilled that i found someone like you.” For the first time in over a month, Jeongguk actually gets sleep. With Taehyung’s arm loosely hooked over his side all night long.
✦
The day that Yoongi moves out of Taehyung’s apartment is the same day that Jeongguk finally got to meet Taehyung’s parents. He’s feeling a little bit on cloud nine when they pull up to Taehyung’s place just before midnight. He’s tired and ready to fall asleep with his mate beside him, comforted by the way Taehyung’s mother hugged him and called him perfect and made them cookies to take home. but he had no idea of the way Taehyung would be so gentle. Everything from the way he washed Jeongguk’s hair in the shower, to the way he broke him down and pleasured him in a way that he usually only does when the omega is needy and in heat.
so when they’ve finished and Taehyung is still peppering sweet kisses all over his body, Jeongguk says, “is something wrong? you’re so soft tonight.”
“no” Taehyung laughs under his breath and marks his path of kisses up until their lips lock “my life is almost flawless.”
“almost?” jeongguk’s brow raises. Taehyung’s scenting him thoroughly. every spot of his neck and shoulder. “just missing having you with me all of the time. i don't wanna let you go home tomorrow. want you to stay.”
“i can stay another night, we’re not far from my job and i have clothes here—“
“not another night, pup. i want you to stay. always.”
“like… like permanently? as in, move?”
“Is that something you’d want?” They’re facing each other now. ankles tangled with Taehyung’s palm flat on the mattress. Jeongguk’s index finger tracing over all of the lines on Taehyung’s hand when he looks up through his lashes, “of course, yes. I want that. I want it so much.”
“good” Taehyung laughs into his lips “it’s settled then.”
Six months later, Taehyung tells Jeongguk that they’re invited to attend a wedding with his parents. So they get the suits and the ties and drive to a venue hidden in the mountains. He wasn’t sure how he would feel about being here…or if he’d even be welcome.
but when the ceremony is over and everyone is in the reception hall mingling with the couple, he’s taken by surprise when Raya hugs both of them. her face is glowing and her eyes are sparkling when she says “I'm so glad you guys made it!” Jihun knocks fists with both of them and sends a soft wink Jeongguk’s way that doesn’t go unnoticed by the man holding his waist. the way Taehyung’s fingers apply pressure to his skin tells him that much.
they’re on the dance floor like everyone else, swaying softly when Taehyung finally gives him a pointed look, “you gonna tell me what that wink was about, pup?”
Jeongguk rolls his eyes and giggles against Taehyung’s neck. “you can’t be serious.”
“oh, i’m very serious.” spins them around softly and dips Jeongguk so low he thinks he might fall. but then Taehyung’s pulling him in for a soft kiss, “tell me.”
“remember Yoongi’s birthday last year?” he feels Taehyung nod where their heads rest together. “i was drunk and went home with Jihun but ended up crying on his couch the entire night because I wanted to be with you but I didn’t know how to tell you.”
he feels Taehyung’s chest move with his laughter and pinches the alpha’s side “oh don’t laugh now mister, what was that about” he scoffs and looks away. Taehyung’s hand on his chin tugs him right back until their lips touch and he caves so easily. lets his alpha press their lips repeatedly. even when the song has switched and they aren’t even swaying on beat anymore, Taehyung still kisses him. “y’know. i don’t think i’d want a big wedding, it’s too much work.”
“oh thank god” Jeongguk’s head is shaking as he tightens his arms around Taehyung’s shoulders “the last thing i want is all of our family and friends staring at me all day. no thanks.”
“so in a perfect world, what would my baby want?”
Jeongguk thinks and thinks but he honestly can’t pinpoint anything specific. and they’ve both hinted to it, letting it simmer between them but never outright acknowledging it. so he lets his head lull back gently as Taehyung’s fingers comb through his hair, “i don’t think it matters. i’ll be with the person i love. so anything is fine, as long as it’s us.”
his heart is pattering when he looks to Taehyung. though it’s hard to see the warm brown color with the way his smile spreads all the way to his eyes. but he feels those long fingers reach for his hands and slip between his own, “do you love me?”
“yeah.” Jeongguk says without hesitation. “i’ve loved you for awhile now.” feels Taehyung’s lips press to his temple with a bright smile, “i love you, so much, Jeongguk.”
“i’d hope so, you’re stuck with me y’know.”
but nothing about being with Jeongguk makes Taehyung feel stuck. if anything, when the night is over, and the attendees are making a sparkler ark for the couple to walk through, all that he feels is how lucky he is. because the beautiful man with soft brown waves and bright round eyes looks at him across the walkway, waving his sparkler excitedly as he mouths ’i love you’. watching the way the glow of the sparklers make Jeongguk look even more radiant than he always does. it’s the easiest thing Taehyung has ever had to do, when he mouths those same words back.