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crystalsnowmins · 7 years ago

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Yoonmin Scenario #16

10k of I don’t know when to stop. But I hope y’all still read it. ——————— Omegaverse!AU, In which, Yoongi wants to have a second baby and Jimin feels insecure about their marriage, despite being mated. Their love story started this way: Yoongi met Jimin, felt the connection, went on dates and then fell for him. They got married not soon and before you know it, they had their first child, a baby girl. It seems like a typical love story, but it was a lot more than few lines. It may have gone something along those lines, but only Jimin and Yoongi know what really happened. Their story actually goes way back, like two years back when Yoongi was single and had no clue about a Park Jimin. Yoongi was (is), BigHit Ent.’s, one of the producers, occasionally releasing his mixtapes. He, along with Kim Namjoon, another BigHit producer, worked together for the idol groups and for the solo artists. Yoongi is an alpha, the concept of A/B/O is pretty much accepted in Korea, seen as there are hundreds and thousands of people like that. Although, the concept of same-gender love is still not acceptable to many people. They actually met when Namjoon persisted Yoongi to actually find someone and settle. Yoongi turned 30 not soon ago and Namjoon felt that he should find someone and stop holding himself in the studio.In his words, he felt bad for Yoongi. Yoongi disagreed that fact, saying he’s very happy with how his life is sailing. He likes being in his studio and working on the compositions. He has Holly in his life and the guy keeps him company when he’s at home. He doesn’t need someone because he doesn’t think he’ll be able to give them any time or commitment. But Namjoon and Hoseok persisted until he agreed to go on a date. He was more surprised when Hoseok said he already has an omega guy in his mind, or rather in his dance studio. Park Jimin, he is Hoseok’s dance partner sort of. He teaches modern and contemporary dance to the batches of the teen. Yoongi has seen him several times when he came to pick Hoseok. He never paid attention to the kid looking guy, although Park Jimin would always smile in his way. So when Hoseok showed him the photo of the guy, it was really easy to recognize him, with his big toothy smile and peace sign. Yoongi agreed only because the guy was cute. They met in a coffee shop, while Yoongi decided to arrive first and wait for the omega. He wasn’t really nervous because he wasn’t here to sweep Jimin off of his feet. It was just a casual meeting where Yoongi gets to decide if he wants to further take this date somewhere. Jimin arrived hastily and apologized to Yoongi for being late and looking dishevelled. To be honest, in order to impress Yoongi, he took his time to look best but when he saw the time, he hurried and hence his look. Yoongi doesn’t like non-punctuality, he hates being waited but he doesn’t mind cute guys looking apologetic. So he smiled timidly and asked Park Jimin to take a seat. While the guy was going over the menu, Yoongi carefully looked at him. Up close he was cuter. He has a very chubby face but a lean body and Yoongi doesn’t mind the duality, really. For all the times, Hoseok has set him up with someone, this time he did a good job. And don’t even get started on the omega’s smell. For some reason, it soothed Yoongi, perhaps because his own smell was muskier. But this omega’s smell was floral with the hint of citrus to balance the sweet smell. Yoongi could smell him and never find it irritating.

Yoongi explained him the situation, so Jimin knows the depth of it. Jimin should also know what he’s getting himself into even though at the end Yoongi decides that he doesn’t feel the attraction towards him. Which is totally a lie. Jimin accepted that he wasn’t informed about the whole marriage part and he didn’t know this was an interview for it. With his tone, Yoongi knew the guy was not joking. He was genuinely kept in dark. Yoongi needed to change his friends. Yoongi didn’t want to get his chance of knowing Jimin end there. So he told him that they can take slow and have him court Jimin properly, which made Jimin turn completely red. Yoongi doesn’t even know where those words came out. He just knew that he likes the pretty omega’s face and his smell. Jimin was timid and easy to blush guy. Anything and everything made him smile. At the end of the day, they held hands and walked by the Han River. Yoongi dropped him home with a promise to see him soon. Next day, a very hyper and loud Hoseok entered Yoongi’s studio and congratulated him on his marriage. It attracted everyone’s attention soon enough and Namjoon came running to them. They both fought on being the best man until Yoongi literally kicked them out and said he wouldn’t get married anytime soon. Which was a lie again. Yoongi and Jimin met every twice a week and went on several dates, all arranged by Yoongi. He realized how anything could please Jimin easily. He thinks he likes how Jimin smiles, with his whole body thrown to Yoongi perhaps because Yoongi likes Jimin’s body on him. But honestly, his smile is so beautiful. His white pearly teeth on display and simultaneously hidden by his small fingers. He likes how he smiles with his eyes and form crescents. Yoongi realises he wanted to make Jimin smile more and because of him only. It felt like it was meant to be, everything with Jimin. How easily they got close together despite the times they have met. Yoongi felt at ease when he was with Jimin, he didn’t think about the studio or the number of tracks left to complete. With Jimin, he only thought of him. It was about three months after constant hidden meetings and exchange of small kisses, they decided to let everyone know. If it was in Yoongi’s hand, he wouldn’t even tell anyone, more so his friends. They were walking embarrassment. He doesn’t know how Jimin could only blush about it because Hoseok was his friend as well. But only Yoongi was embarrassed when they brought up the topic of marriage again and fought for best man’s post. Yoongi, from there on, thought to take it steady and slow and not let the public know about it yet. So Jimin is his boyfriend but he’s still not the one for marriage as per now. They still went on dates and kissed frequently. Yoongi liked how Jimin tasted, like his smell. He used to hate floral things or sweet taste but now he likes the taste of sweetness and okay, maybe he is biased. He likes how Jimin’s plump lip feel between his lips. He got used to sucking on his lower lips whenever Jimin would pay a visit to him in his office. They would make themselves comfortable on the office chair and make out. Yoongi did properly court him, he bought him expensive gifts which Jimin was against. He doesn’t like how Yoongi uses his money on him because Jimin’s tastes are basic and he can definitely live without Chanel or Gucci. It made Yoongi notice than Jimin was definitely not after his money, not that it was Yoongi’s thought at first place. Knowing Jimin’s preferences, he started buying little things that would make Jimin smile. Like Jimin really likes his rings. So Yoongi bought a lot for him, some customed and some just that would suit Jimin’s stubby but veiny hands. Yoongi would also send coffee to dance studio, sometimes for Jimin only (because he’s biased) but sometimes for everyone there. When it’s only Jimin, he would receive a call of complaint from Hoseok about how he feel unappreciated when he got them together. During any dance competitions or showcase, Yoongi always tries his best to attend but when he can’t, he makes sure that a bouquet of flower is delivered to Jimin and well... Hoseok too (because he has learnt from his mistakes). He always leaves a note of encouragement for Jimin, saying that Yoongi believes him and how he’s fun-fucking-tastic and better than everyone in dancing and P.S. please don’t tell Hoseok that. Although he wouldn’t make it to the show, Yoongi would take him out the very night for a late dinner. If it was a good showcase, Yoongi would see a very giggly Jimin talking about everything that happened. He wouldn’t shut up and honestly, Yoongi doesn’t mind it. When it’s a bad showcase, Yoongi would find a very sulky Jimin trying his hard to cheer up for him. He wouldn’t be sad for himself (although Yoongi knows Jimin blames himself half of the time) but he would be sad for those kids he taught and how they seem disappointed. Yoongi would take him home and cuddle him to sleep. He would only whisper sweet nothings in his ears and give words of encouragement. He would keep praising Jimin until he smiles and laughs again, pushing Yoongi away for exaggerating things. Jimin usually gets heats twice a year because he’s always on suppressants since he doesn’t have a mate and he didn’t stop taking even when he started going out with Yoongi. He knows they are taking slow and honestly, he’s not ready to sleep with Yoongi because it’s been so long since he has slept with someone. But being closer to Yoongi must have triggered his heat for an early comeback. So basically Jimin goes in heat and feels very embarrassed when Yoongi calls him to inquire about how come he didn’t reply to his messages and if he’s okay. He was in the middle of jerking when he had to stop and answer the goddamn call. It ended with a shame on Jimin’s part with how he was breathlessly speaking and whining about his heat to Yoongi. He didn’t ask for Yoongi’s help and Yoongi understood that Jimin is not ready as well. Yoongi has slept many times, so he’s confident in his ability but when it comes to Jimin, he doesn’t know shit. So it’s good that Jimin doesn’t ask for help. Honestly, Yoongi hasn’t been with an omega in the heat but he knows how it works and he doesn’t want to hurt Jimin so it’s good the latter didn’t ask him to come right away. But goddamn his speech! It makes Yoongi’s heart clench with the need to be near his omega and help him out through the trouble. He wants to hear those wanton whines and moans from Jimin’s mouth and his breathless pleas. Yoongi bets Jimin would be pretty all laid out for him. He knows it’s the animal in him speaking but he still wants to be near Jimin. Yoongi doesn’t really believe in old myths of A/B/O dynamics but now that he thinks about it, he must be the bond that’s been created between them after staying so close for months. Yoongi helps himself with his hands. He doesn’t bother Jimin because he thinks if he calls him then he will not be able to control himself. So instead he goes to his apartment on the third day of Jimin’s heat. He obviously doesn’t expect Jimin to open the door but he was still surprised when Taehyung does. He doesn’t want to think negative right now. Taehyung is a beta so it’s better than another alpha in the apartment. But there’s a nagging question in the back of his mind about why Taehyung is here and if it’s answer is right, then he doesn’t want to confirm with Taehyung that he’s been here to help Jimin through his heat. He just hands over the snacks he bought for Jimin. He heard that omegas get pretty tired and hungry, so he hopes the snacks he has brought could help Jimin. Taehyung accepts and Yoongi looks behind him to see any chance of Jimin being out of bed. Usually, omegas have their heats for 3-4 days maximum and it’s already the 3rd day. He could clearly smell Jimin, the floral smell of citrus and something else, arousal, lingering in the air. “He was calling for you,” Taehyung informs and gets his attention. “But that doesn’t mean, he wanted you like you know, he want-,” “Yeah, I know,” Yoongi cuts him, feels superior to know that Jimin was calling his name during his heat. “I’m only here so I can send those alphas off,” Yoongi confusingly looks at him, “As you can see, Jimin’s smell is too strong during his heats and there are many unmated alphas in the building, so when they smell omega in heat, they follow the smell and scratch the door like a hungry cat, ironically,” He informs Yoongi. Even when the older was down in the lobby, he could smell his omega’s heat. “So don’t worry, because I don’t help Jimin with his heats and you can stop plotting murder against me,” He winks at Yoongi for catching him red-handed. Yoongi flusteredly opens his mouth, “I was-wasn’t-,” Taehyung stops him. “I’m just here to send those alphas off, I’m quite strong myself,” And then he shows off his muscles which is quite impressive if Yoongi says. “It irritates Jimin when an alpha is around and the need to mate gets stronger or rather a dick,” He informs unfiltered. “And Jimin hates casual. But this time, he wanted you, been saying your name, so an unknown alpha in this territory was too much for him,” Yoongi nods, taking in the information. He kinda hates the fact that Taehyung knows more about Jimin in heat than he does. He wants to be the one who knows what Jimin likes and what he doesn’t. “Anyway, I’ll keep this in Jimin’s room, you should get going before disaster happens,” He informs and by disaster he totally meant Yoongi pushing him away (because even though a scrawny alpha, Yoongi would definitely push him aside for Jimin) and reaching for Jimin who’s still in the last hours of his heat. Yoongi wanted to see Jimin once but he knows it’s a dangerous territory so he flusteredly makes his way out when he hears a loud moan of his name, it sounded like Jimin is in pain and in need of him. Taehyung assures him that Jimin is okay and he probably could smell him. Yoongi leaves before he could hear more moans of his name and really couldn’t do anything about it. Taehyung enters the room when he hears no more breathy whines and moans for a certain alpha because, to be honest, he doesn’t want to see his friend stuffing a large dildo in his asshole. One time was enough for scarring his life completely. It reeks of Jimin’s smell and if he was an alpha, he would have already popped a boner. Jimin has always smelt nice. He sees Jimin looking out the window and curling in his blanket. “Hey Jiminie,” Taehyung calls out and the said boy turns to look at his friend and smile. “Almost over now?” He asks and keeps aside the snacks Yoongi got for his boyfriend. “Almost,” Jimin whispers and rubs his eyes of sleep, “Yoongi hyung was here?” He asks curiously. “Yeah,” Taehyung informs and picks up the bag, “He brought you something to eat and drink,” Jimin lets himself smile while Taehyung rummages through the things and reads it out to him. “Did he say anything?” Jimin hopefully asks and accept an energy bar from Taehyung. “I think he got scared by my muscles,” Taehyung says and Jimin rolls his eyes playfully. “But I guess his words were conveyed by these,” He gestures to the plastic. Once Jimin was done eating and drinking something, Taehyung leaves him so he can go through his last few hours of heat. But before that Jimin decided to leave a message for Yoongi.

To Boyfriend ❤️

I got the snacks, hyung, I’ll eat it well and meet you soon. I missed you. ☹️☹️☹️

Jimin first said I love you to Yoongi when he came out of his heat. He realized it always has been there but never this strong. He was overwhelmed with the feeling of satisfaction and protection. Yoongi has always put him first in their relationship. Whenever Jimin wanted to meet him, despite being Yoongi’s busy schedule, the latter would make time for him and come. When he whispered those three words in the silence of Yoongi’s studio, it was magical to Yoongi. There was no spark thrown by tinker bells or someone singing in the choir behind him the same words. It was just them and yet it was magical. Yoongi had pulled him closer and kissed the living daylights out of him before whispering the same three words to younger. They got married a year later when Yoongi proposed Jimin in his Jeju house. He wanted to take Jimin somewhere away, somewhere private where there’s no disturbance of others. It wasn’t extravagant as Yoongi would have liked for Jimin because the latter likes basic things. It was just them. Jimin prepared a meal for them while Yoongi made sure the living room was set with flowers and candles lit. After the dinner when they moved to the living room, Yoongi asked Jimin to close his eyes as he had a surprise for him. Jimin did as told and when he opened his eyes back again, he found Yoongi on one knee with a velveteen, navy blue box in hand with anticipation. He knew what was happening and he gasped when Yoongi opened his mouth and proposed to him with a poetry he has written. Jimin has heard snippets of songs Yoongi has written and produced for him. Jimin has always demanded a song from Yoongi and the latter wrote hundreds of songs for his lover. Each song described Jimin perfectly, in words that nobody has ever told him. They were small but bigger than any songs to Jimin. So he shouldn’t be surprised at Yoongi’s capability, but yet again, the latter surprised him with his words. Jimin didn’t hesitate to say yes, he didn’t think about the fact that they have been together for only a year and Yoongi is taking it too soon. They knew this was it, they are it. He didn’t have any doubt regarding a future with Yoongi. They celebrated this new path in bed, with naked body tangled under the sheet and made love all night with fingers intertwined together. When Yoongi informed the engagement after they have returned from Jeju, he was absolutely speechless at their worry. Because at the beginning they wanted him to settle and marry someone but now they didn’t like the idea of them already engaged. Yoongi was angry and upset at his friends. He didn’t understand them. They shouted at each other, said nasty things until Namjoon decided to be elder and solve things. He carefully and patiently explained Yoongi why they think it’s a bad idea because it’s been one year only since they have met. Yoongi, on the other hand, explained to them that he definitely knows that Jimin is his mate, the one he’s supposed to spend his life with. He made Hoseok remember all the times he tried dating and didn’t feel the connection but with Jimin, it was instant because it’s meant to be and he wants to marry Jimin, have a life with Jimin, wants Jimin to have his pups and grow old with him. That day, Hoseok and Namjoon saw a passionate man. Yoongi was only passionate about his music, he was only satisfied with his music, he loved his music more than his life. But that day, they saw a different passion for something else or rather someone else. They couldn’t stop him, they wanted this as much for Yoongi. So they agreed with the whole thing, they know Yoongi knows what he’s doing. The day ended with Namjoon and Hoseok fighting over (again) who’s going to be the best man. They announced their engagement and got mixed reactions. Yoongi was used to the reactions, some were happy, a blessing for a new life with a new person. Some were sad because Yoongi oppa is taken and when will I find someone like him again? Some were disgusted with the news, cursed them and their new life. Yoongi was used to it but Jimin wasn’t. Even when Yoongi warned Jimin about not reading what netizens write in naver, the younger couldn't help himself. When Yoongi returned to their shared apartment (more so Yoongi’s apartment in Gangnam-du), he saw a very teary eyes Jimin crying on the balcony. Yoongi knew what was wrong when he saw the laptop on. He explained Jimin how they are just jealous of their relationship, that Yoongi has someone so special, so beautiful to spend the rest of his life. And that’s why, angrily, they have written all those things. He said that if they let few comments break them down, then how will they spend their lives when people criticize them at every turn? So instead they should be strong together and live a happier life. Because it’s them, it’s Yoongi and Jimin. They got married in Busan at a beach, as per Jimin’s shy wish he has asked Yoongi. It was a small celebration, just some very close family members and friends from work. Jimin looked so fucking beautiful in his tuxedo and Yoongi was almost in tears, knowing that he’ll get to spend time with this beautiful man. They read their own vows and to this date, Jimin complains that his vows were shitty compared to the poem Yoongi has written for him. It's safe to say that Jimin cried that day. They literally kissed during sunset. The reception was eventful, it was small but filled with happy people. They held hands throughout the whole event and danced. Jimin also prepared a small piece for Yoongi and performed. He took the help from Hoseok and Namjoon for the song and dance, while Taehyung controlled the power point playing in the background. Yoongi actually cried. It was embarrassing and he gets threatened by Hoseok every day, more like blackmailed that he will leak the video to the public. Whatever may have been netizens reaction during their engagement, when their wedding photo somehow leaked out, they had good comments and blessing, especially Jimin, looking ethereal and dreamy. Yoongi agreed because Jimin definitely feels like a dream that he would never wake up from. Their honeymoon was in Rome where they spent most of the time in bed, making love over and over again. Yoongi mated him there, bit into his neck to forever bond Jimin to him. Jimin had come hard while he bit into Yoongi’s shoulder to muffle his cries of pleasure. Nothing changed in their life when they got married, except their labels. They were still the same Yoongi and Jimin. They still woke up next to each other and admired each other until Jimin had to push Yoongi to prepare breakfast. They still went to their separate works and came home to each other. Yoongi was more than happy and wrote happy music rather than criticizing and cursing people. They announced their first baby after three months of being a happy couple. It was absolutely undecided and just happened. They were careless but they don’t regret the result, especially Jimin. It was fast for others but it was fine for Yoongi and Jimin. Jimin has terrible mood swings and he constantly threw up. He easily became lazy and left his unfinished work for Yoongi. He would curse at Yoongi and cry at the same time, he would ask Yoongi to love him but at the same time would hit Yoongi for even touching him. He would have terrible taste bud and cravings. He would send Yoongi far away to bring a particular food and by the time, Yoongi comes back, Jimin is not feeling it or sleeping. It made Yoongi irritated at several times. But he knew Jimin wasn’t doing it purposely. Sometimes Jimin would wake him up in the middle of the night and ask him to take a walk with him. They would wear the most comfortable clothes and go down to walk around the society. Anything to make Jimin happy and satisfied and the baby as well. Yoongi always talked to his baby so that the baby could get used to his voice. The baby may already have the instinct to be closer to Jimin after being inside of him so he wanted the baby to know him as well. Whenever he would return home from work and see Jimin procrastinating on the couch while munching, he would sit down and ask Jimin about his day then he would lift Jimin’s shirt and caresses his bulge tummy and talk to his baby girl about his day. Not even once, during Jimin’s pregnancy, Yoongi left him on his own. Yes, he did go to the studio and worked for his family but whenever Jimin called him to come home, Yoongi wouldn’t think twice and leave the office. Namjoon amusedly thinks that before, nothing would have made Yoongi leave the office but now a small call for Jimin have him running away from the office. They had their baby girl on 25th of August. Yoongi had cried once again while he held his baby. She was born healthy and Yoongi couldn’t be proud of Jimin for handling their baby girl well. They named her Min-Park Soyoon. It’s a long name but they made it work. Everybody was so fucking gone for her already. Namjoon and Hoseok fought for godfather post but eventually, Taehyung won even though he didn’t fight. Yoongi showered Jimin with kisses when he regains his conscious, he praised him and repeated ‘I love yous’ to his face. He gushed about their baby and how she’s the most beautiful person before Jimin. So yeah, he’s biased to his baby. It’s an understatement when Jimin says that Yoongi spoiled Soyoon. He bought her things every day even when she was not able to play them. He dressed her in expensive dresses and held her every day to the point that she would cry when Yoongi is not holding her. She was familiarized with Yoongi’s hold. She grew up healthy with uncles spoiling her as well. Jimin spoiled her as much because of course, it was their first child. Within two years, many things have changed. They got married and had a baby. Things were moving fast but Jimin always thought that things were going correctly. Yoongi and Jimin hardly fought. Yoongi couldn’t see his mate crying. It was like a stab to his heart when Jimin’s eyes would fill with tears and insecurities. So he never gave a reason for Jimin to cry. But they still had those married couple fights. Pay attention to me more, come to the home early, why was she getting all touchy with you, Yoongi? Are you doubting me? Which married couple doesn’t fight? It was after a year and half of Soyoon being born, that they thought they should try for another baby. Soyoon was an unexpected, wonderful surprise but this time they should plan for another baby. Soyoon has started walking on her feet readily, always running towards the door when someone comes, hugging her dad’s or uncles’ leg in greeting. She has also started speaking or more like blabbering words, copying her parents whenever she has the mood for it. Since in their friend circle, there’s no one yet married and have a baby, Soyoon feels alone at times being the only child. Yes, she has many people around to entertain her but Jimin thinks she can differentiate between people well. She is always eager to go to the playground and play with friends of her age. And she always fusses when it’s time to go. At home, she’s alone playing in front of the TV and when she gets bored, she just lays down in couch like a sloth (or like Yoongi). Jimin and Yoongi have both see the sign of feeling alone in their child but Yoongi was the first one to suggest and to be honest, Jimin also wants someone for his baby, but he isn’t sure anymore and it’s not easy to tell Yoongi. He has his own insecurities. When Jimin first got pregnant, he gained weight easily. He was fat from everywhere and couldn’t maintain his dancer weight even in the second month. He felt insecure being swollen from everywhere. Yoongi was there to let him know that it’s because he’s holding a life inside of him and it’s okay to grow weight, doesn’t mean Yoongi love him any less. In fact, he’s glowing so much that if it wasn’t Jimin’s and the baby’s safety, he would have taken him right there against the wall to show him. He did take him, but in bed, because no matter how unsexy it was to keep worrying about the baby during sex, Yoongi still wanted to tone the sex down. It took four months for Jimin to return back to his original weight. He always exercised in morning and went to the gym while Soyoon was fast asleep in her bed with her appa. When he lost weight, he noticed that his stretch marks stayed. He didn’t mind them much, it was a part of him now, and whenever he looked at them, he reminisces the time he had carried Soyoon. But he felt insecure when Yoongi had to see them while they had sex. It was shuddering moment whenever he would run his fingers over Jimin’s mark. He didn’t like his stretch marks when Yoongi sees them. It made him realise how unsexy he is and that this body is not his anymore or is changed. And Yoongi once fell in love with Jimin’s old body, full of muscles and abs. He knows he will gain weight and the stretch marks when he tries for another baby and it will be two times worse for his physical and mental being. Due to the operation, he had a scar on his stomach, a reminder of the day Soyoon was born. It’s pretty when Soyoon pulls his shirt up and draw over his stomach. She draws lines and hides the scar then, so Jimin doesn’t see it and that’s when it’s pretty. But he hates when Yoongi sees it because it’s a scar on his body and no matter how many times Yoongi kisses it, it will remain the same. The same stitches will be opened when he had to deliver a new baby and closed when it’s done. It won’t change no matter how many times they do it. Jimin’s body has gone ugly and he hates that fact. He wants to maintain his body and go back to his old self and body where Yoongi would admire and love his body all night. Of course, their sex life has toned down due to Soyoon being born and a light sleeper, but Jimin thinks that Yoongi doesn’t love his body, that he doesn’t like seeing those scars and bumps on his body and that’s why they have less sex. And it’s not like Yoongi can hold the baby because he’s an alpha. But he’s has been persistent with the new baby topic. He always gives subtle hints like, “Soyoon would love to have someone play with her,” or, “Imagine buying these matching clothes for our babies,” or, “She’s so smart, she would be able to take care of her sibling.” Jimin had only smiled but felt insecure and sad. He doesn’t know if he wants to go through those insecurities again and damage his body to the point Yoongi wouldn’t love him. Don’t get him wrong, he loves Soyoon more than his life and he loves babies generally, but when you have to carry them and give birth that could leave scar mentally and physically, it’s difficult for Jimin who’s a dancer and his income depends on his body. Yoongi earns more than they could desire but Jimin is independent and wouldn’t rely on Yoongi for things he can buy and do himself. It was another one of those nights where Yoongi brought the topic up again, being impatient with not hearing a solid answer. Yoongi crawls up to Jimin and kisses his forehead before he lays next to him. Jimin smiles and turn off his phone and turns to Yoongi, cuddling into him. They stay like this for few minutes, just scenting each other and pecking the skin they could find. Until Yoongi opens his mouth, “Jiminie…,” The said boy hums in response, eyes filling with sleep and body with the fatigue of today’s work. “You never gave me an answer for a second baby,” Yoongi informs. It makes Jimin’s eyes open in surprise, suddenly he’s not sleepy anymore. He hides his face in Yoongi’s chest listening to his mate heartbeat and hoping Yoongi will drop the topic thinking Jimin is asleep. But where’s the luck when you need one? “Are you avoiding the topic?” Yoongi asks him, moving away so he can see Jimin. The latter shakes his head no, he’s not avoiding nor he’s thinking about it. “Then why are you not answering?” Yoongi asks with a bite and Jimin knows his mate is getting irritated. Nowadays, it’s easier to make Yoongi angry. Jimin turns away from him and shows his back to Yoongi, curling into himself and trying to control his tears. He’s been on edge lately with Yoongi constantly talking about a second baby, it seems like his mate doesn’t understand what Jimin is feeling, the insecurities chewing him from inside. He couldn’t help himself so he cries silently, let his tears fall down on the pillow and bite his lips to stop any sort of noises that would give away his inner turmoil. And no matter how much Jimin tries to mask his noise, Yoongi is his mate. He would know what his mate his feeling. So he felt that little sting to his chest, a feeling of his mate being sad. Yoongi moves towards Jimin and slowly turns him. He comes face to face with a crying Jimin, trying to erase any evidence. “Jimin, what-,” “Yoongi, do you love me anymore?” Jimin cuts his off and asks the question out of blue. Although Yoongi has never ended the day without telling Jimin how much he loves him, Jimin just feels a lot alone in his thoughts. “Am I just an omega to give you babies?” He asks incredulously as he pushes Yoongi back and sits up. To say Yoongi is surprised, was an understatement. He can’t even form words as Jimin is spewing out and crying. “What am I, huh? Am I your husband or an omega so you could fuck? To give you babies whenever you desire?” Jimin wasn’t being rational, he was being selfish and throwing tantrum even worse than his pregnancy. He knew Yoongi doesn’t think of him like that, he wanted to even believe that but this second baby had taken a toll on his mental being and he can’t be rational right now. “Jimin, what are you even saying?” Yoongi asks worriedly and comes closer. He tries to cups Jimin’s cheek, but the latter slaps his hands away and cry on his knees. “Baby, look at me,” Yoongi calls and rests his hands on Jimin’s elbow, who thankfully doesn’t slap it away this time. “Have I ever given you the benefit of the doubt that I don’t love you anymore?” He asks as he racks his brain as well. Yoongi doesn’t know what he has done intentionally or unintentionally for Jimin to say that or even feel like that. He has always been there for Jimin whenever the latter needed him. He tries to come home early to his family and spend the weekend with them. He marks his love in Jimin’s skin every night and showers him with kisses every morning. Then where did he go wrong? What did he not understand or rather see? “No, you didn’t!” Jimin shakes his head no and looks up. Yoongi sees him all teary and snotty and red from crying. “Because you’re too busy thinking of having another baby!” He harshly says and looks away because he couldn’t see Yoongi looking at him intently. “You don’t want a baby?” Yoongi hesitantly ask. He has been asking Jimin for months now but he hasn’t gotten an answer out of him and he believes Jimin is not ready and he’s ready to understand that. But then he sees their daughter growing up alone and he can’t help but ask Jimin for another baby. “Is that important right now?” Jimin exasperatedly asks and Yoongi honestly doesn’t know what to say or do. “It’s not that,” He whispers, “It's not that I don’t want a baby, Yoongi,” He shakes his head. Jimin would be happy to have a new person in their life and it’s not Yoongi or Soyoon or the new possible baby, it’s Jimin. It’s his insecurities. They keep quiet for few minutes, just pondering over what happened few minutes prior and what to say next. Jimin sniffles thinking that if he tells Yoongi, then his mate would hate him, for even thinking of himself before his family. He doesn’t want that. They might have taken things a bit fast despite wanting to go slow, but Yoongi is the best thing that has ever happened to him and through their love, they have a beautiful daughter and he doesn’t want to lose Yoongi. “Fine,” Jimin mumbles and rubs his tears with sleeves before looking at Yoongi who immediately meet his gaze softly. “Let’s try for a baby,” He agrees even though he had to put a stone on his heart and if the outcome is positive, Jimin would be the guiltiest person on the planet. He hoped Yoongi would stop him, talk some sense into him, even yell at him for being vague but when he sees no movement from his mate, Jimin swallows back a sob and moves closer to Yoongi. He rests his hands on Yoongi broad shoulders and moves his head closer to kiss Yoongi hardly. The other, of course, reciprocate the kiss but doesn’t try to touch him. He’s disgusted by me, Jimin thinks. Jimin tries not to cry during their make out because it would be gross and total dampening of mood he’s trying to make up. Finally, Yoongi rests his hands on Jimin’s hips and kiss back vigorously, almost angrily. Jimin doesn’t want to lose Yoongi, so he’ll give him a child and do whatever Yoongi wants out from him. He shuts his eyes tightly as they invade each other’s mouth. Sex has always been great for them. It has always been overpowering and fucking amazing, Yoongi makes Jimin sees stars every time they have sex and Jimin always look forward to a sexy night. But now, it feels hollow and Jimin doesn’t want to do it, he wants to put a hand on Yoongi’s chest and push him away and stop the progress. But the desire to keep Yoongi to him is overpowering. “F-fuck me,” Jimin stutteringly breathes out, feeling nervous like he did when they first had sex. Something must have snapped in Yoongi’s mind because in next minute, he’s pushing Jimin back forcefully and the latter falls on his back on the bed. He surprisingly looks at Yoongi and wonders what happened. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Yoongi hisses and rubs his lips with the back of his hand. Jimin sees the action and wills himself to not cry again. “I thou-thought you wanted to try for a ba-baby?” Jimin stutters out, sitting up and questioningly looks at Yoongi for an answer. Yoongi pinches the bridge of his nose and clenches his jaws, just scaring Jimin more. “I didn’t-I don’t-,” As he raises his head up, he sees a sight he has never seen before. A scared Jimin who just flinched when Yoongi looked at him. He could clearly see the fear in his eyes and hear the loud beating of his heart. Yoongi swallows and closes his eyes as he tries to calm himself. When he looks up at him again, he has a soft gaze and hopes Jimin sees it too. Yoongi wants to understand where they have miscommunicated, why did Jimin need to throw himself at Yoongi for sex, why is Jimin crying, why is Jimin so scared of him. He wanted to know and ask him but he’s worried he’ll scare Jimin more. “Come here,” Yoongi softly says and pats his lap. Jimin looks at the invitation, almost hesitant, “Please baby,” Yoongi pleads and nods. Jimin moves to him cautiously as if to not try and get Yoongi mad at him more. He sits on Yoongi’s lap stiffly and looks anywhere but at Yoongi’s face who’s looking at him. “Relax,” Yoongi whispers and leaves a kiss on his chin. Jimin clutches at Yoongi’s shoulder tightly and tries to relax on his mate’s lap. “And talk to me, tell me what you’re going through, what you’re thinking. Everything that’s upsetting you, especially everything upsetting you because of me. Whenever you’re ready, talk to me,” Yoongi softly mumbles so that he doesn’t trigger Jimin. Jimin is still not ready to look at him but Yoongi is trying to read Jimin through his face. The boy on the lap doesn’t speak for few minutes, gathering his thoughts and wondering if he told Yoongi his reasons, would it be a good idea? Would Yoongi get angry and call him selfish? Would Yoongi understand and drop the topic? Yoongi rubs his hand up and down on Jimin’s back trying to relax him while his other hand, opens Jimin’s fisted hands and takes one in his hold. Jimin looks at their intertwined fingers and clenches his jaw. “It’s not-,” He starts and swallows a breath. “It’s not you,” He shakes his head no, wanting Yoongi to understand that Jimin didn’t want to hurt him, it wasn’t his intention to make Yoongi doubt his love for Jimin. “Yoongi-,” Jimin stutters and looks at his mate, fresh tears building up in his eyes. “It’s okay, angel,” Yoongi assures and take both his hands before kissing his knuckles. “It’s okay,” He reassures. “It’s hard,” Jimin continues, “It’s hard trying to grow a baby in you and giving birth,” He says and thinks about Soyoon again and the time they spent together as one. “I know,” Yoongi says and smiles softly. “It leaves marks on your body as a reminder of what happened,” He shakes his head and let a tear fall down on their intertwined hands. Coincidentally, Yoongi brushes at the stretch marks on his hips which stiffens Jimin who thinks Yoongi knows what he’s talking about. “And I don’t mind them, because it’s a reminder of the beautiful time Soyoon and I spent,” Jimin let himself smile through his tears and Yoongi squeezes his hand in comfort. “But-,” He clenches his eyes shut and the tears roll down softly on his skin. “God, this is so bad-,” He tries to move back, disgusted by his thoughts. But Yoongi holds him strongly and doesn’t let him leave. Jimin looks at him with sadness and stays there as Yoongi likes it. “What is it?” He asks softly. “What’s bothering you?” “I have stretch marks almost everywhere on my body and I have a huge stitch in my stomach and I feel so...I feel so ugly looking at them, Yoongi,” He breaks down and hides his face in Yoongi’s shoulder as he cries. “Oh, baby,” Yoongi whispers and he runs his fingers through Jimin’s hair. “It’s so bad to look at them every morning and know that it’s going to stay like that forever,” He hiccups and moves his head away from Yoongi’s shoulder. Yoongi rubs his tears away and caresses his cheek, “And what worse is that I feel ashamed of them even when I know it’s because I was carrying our baby and I shouldn’t be ashamed of it. I should be proud but I can’t,” He shakes his head no and whimpers when Yoongi tries to shush him. “And when we have a second baby, there will be more stretch marks, I’ll grow fat again and the stitches will be reopened and closed again, it’s going to leave a bigger scar on me,” Jimin tells him. He doesn’t shut up, he just lets everything out he’s been feeling for months. He knows Yoongi wouldn’t judge him but he can’t help think that Yoongi hates him a little now. He should, he has to. “I want to have kids with you, hyung but I’m scared for my body. Is it bad that I’m thinking like this?” He questions Yoongi and looks directly into his eyes. “It’s not,” Yoongi assures him. “It is, me being ashamed of these marks is like me being ashamed of Soyoon.” He could never think like that. He’s not ashamed of the last three years he had with Yoongi or Soyoon. He would take a bullet for them. “What kind of a parent would be ashamed of the scars their child left them?” He mumbles, mostly to himself. “I hate when you look at them, it disgusts me so it should disgust you as well,” He scrunches his face in disgust, thinking about the times Yoongi left kisses on his stretch marks. They are hideous. “I know you love me, I feel it and not a day goes without you telling me that, so I know it,” Jimin smiles sadly, “But it’s impossible not to think why you still love me. I have these ugly scars over my body, I had an operation done on my body and you were there to see it and despite everything, you still print your love into my body every time. I hate that you have to see this ugly side of me.” The memories of it bring fresh tears to Jimin’s eyes. “This is not the body you fell in love with or cared every night. And I hate that, Yoongi. I absolutely hate my body and for what it has become. I used to look after my body, make sure it’s fit for dancing but no it’s just a body full of scars.” Jimin hates himself more because how dare he thinks like that. These are the scars Soyoon left to him when she came to this world, these are memories of them and how dare he feels ashamed of them. “I know you love me and you show it, but I don’t feel like you do. You didn’t touch me the whole week and I understand it’s because you had an album due, so you were busy and came home tired. And I can’t even let you touch me because of my scars. I’m scared,” He whispers the last sentence. “Why?” Yoongi whispers back and it felt like Jimin was only talking to himself all this time because Yoongi was being so quiet. “I’m scared that when I get more and you carefully see them, you’ll see how ugly they are and that my body is not as beautiful as you thought. And you’ll stop...stop loving me, my body and...and that you’ll find someone without a scar, without problems and insecurities,” Jimin shakes his head the umpteenth time that night. And so maybe he has heard of stories of omega being left alone after giving birth to few babies. Soyoon goes to daycare when Jimin and Yoongi have to work, those days, Jimin usually picks Soyoon and while waiting for her to play around the playground one more round, he hears many stories from omega mothers (who are also waiting for their children). They told him about few omegas that were cheated behind their back by their mate because their body didn’t allure their mate anymore. They couldn’t even leave with the kids because of the bond, so they pretended to be oblivious of their mates cheating on them. They didn’t know the pain of feeling unloved and hearing lies from their partner would be more than the pain of leaving everything behind, dying through the weakened bong. Jimin knew he shouldn’t have heard these stories for they bring doubts in your own relationship. He knows Yoongi would never cheat on him, he’s not that kind of guy but now that Jimin’s body has changed, he can’t help but feel rotten fruit, that was brought to be used before but can’t be used now anymore and Yoongi has to buy a new one. Yoongi stays quiet and makes Jimin more anxious. Jimin thinks he has said enough, that he has let out everything that was eating him alive. So he tries to move back and sit on the bed, Yoongi allows that, leaving his hold which entirely breaks Jimin. “You hate me, don’t you?” Jimin asks, biting his lips to stop himself from crying like a pathetic omega. “Yoongi, please...I’m sorry, don’t hate me, please,” He begs pathetically as he drops his head on Yoongi’s shoulder and holds his hand. “I can’t have you hate me, please. I’ll be better for you and for Soyoon and...and-and I'm ready for another baby, just please don’t leave me,” Jimin cries hysterically in Yoongi’s shoulder and begs him to give him another chance, to make things right and that he’ll do whatever Yoongi wants, just don’t leave him. He’ll love their new baby without feeling guilty or ashamed. And that he’s sorry, he’s really sorry, he loves them, he loves him. He blabbers and holds tightly his hands. Yoongi takes his hand away from Jimin’s tight hold and Jimin instantly feels his world crashing down. But then he feels a warm pair of hands cupping his cheeks and making him look up. “I didn’t know you felt that way,” Yoongi says with furrow marred on his forehead. “I don’t… I don’t,” Jimin lies and holds Yoongi’s hands to his cheeks. “Shh,” Yoongi shushes him and rubs his tears. Jimin chants please, please, please don’t hate me as Yoongi cleans his face of tears and snot. “I’m-I am so-,” “Jimin what did I tell you when we first met?” Yoongi suddenly asks and Jimin looks confusingly at him through his tears. Jimin racks his brain for their first meeting in the coffee shop. He never forgets their first. “That it’s fine that I’m late?” He tentatively asks and Yoongi smiles fondly. “No, angel,” He shakes his head and takes Jimin’s hand in his own. “At the end of the meeting,” He reminds and Jimin thinks again. He doesn’t remember much of their conversation now. He still remembers how awestruck he was to know and see that Agust D wanted to go on a blind date with him, well not really a blind date. When Jimin couldn’t seem to answer, Yoongi does for him, “I said that I think you are beautiful and I would like to meet you again,” Yoongi expectantly looks at him and Jimin nods remembering bits and pieces. He remembers Yoongi telling about the whole marriage thing and Jimin being shocked by the whole news. He thought he needed to marry Yoongi out of contract or something. But Yoongi assures him that they could go on dates and see where things can go. He does remember Yoongi calling him beautiful because the boy couldn’t shut up about it to Taehyung. “Did I see your body that time?” He asks. Jimin shakes his head no. “Did I know you before we met the first time?” Jimin shakes his head no. “So did I see your body before then?” Jimin shakes his head no. “And do you remember when we had sex first?” Jimin blushes at the question. But his already red face from crying covers up the blush so Yoongi doesn’t know. He nods his head. “I was scared to have sex,” This time Jimin reminds him and Yoongi nods for him to continue. “So you immediately stopped,” He says. Jimin clearly remembers that as well. They were almost in the middle of it when Jimin couldn’t do it because he was scared. He didn’t have sex for so long and having sex with someone you like was so overwhelming for him, that he had to stop Yoongi before they could go further. He thought he was ready mentally but he wasn’t, he was ashamed of the way his body was producing slick by Yoongi’s few fleeting touches, which was a good thing, a clear indication that he was turned on, but it felt like his body wasn’t in control and he didn’t like it. It felt embarrassing. When he stopped Yoongi, the latter immediately stopped his ministrations and draped the blanket over his naked body before asking what happened. Jimin realises that it wasn’t about his body that time as well. Yoongi didn’t have to ask further because he knew Jimin was thinking about it. He moves closer, “And when I mated you, do you remember that?” Yoongi whispers. Jimin nods. That night in Rome, it was the most blissful night Jimin had. Yoongi didn’t push him for mating, he left the decision on Jimin. He only said that he wants them to be connected by the soul for the rest of their lives. That night even though Yoongi praised and cared for his body all night, Jimin thinks it was more that Yoongi wanting his body for the rest of the life. It was about being connected in every way possible, being one, being them. “What about during my ruts or your heats?” Yoongi asks, with no bite, just a gentle whisper. It makes Jimin bite his lips and shyly looks away because those times are quite wild. They could get wild and savour each other’s body all day all night but Yoongi has always looked after Jimin those times. He would be careful even though he wanted to rip him apart. He would always ask about how’s Jimin is doing and would feed him and have him rest for a long time. Ruts are difficult and both of them knows. Yoongi is extra careful those times, he holds back even when Jimin doesn’t want him to. He wants to pleasure Yoongi as much as Yoongi pleasures him during his heats. Yoongi reminds him that he’s not just a hole to fuck. No matter what, Yoongi doesn't let his animalistic side gets the best of him and degrade Jimin in any way that could hurt him mentally. He’s always thoughtful. Jimin nods at that. “And when I wrote those songs about you?” Yoongi has written several snippets for him and some of them were also made into songs and into an album, of course with changes but it will always remain Jimin’s song. None of his songs talked about Jimin’s body or anything nasty rap stuff. Yoongi has always talked about how Jimin’s eyes hold everyone’s happiness and his smile makes sun jealous because it’s bright and a start of a new morning for Yoongi. How Jimin’s giggle is the breath of fresh air that Yoongi breaths to live. It was always about what Jimin’s hold inside. Jimin nods. “And when you showed me Soyoon kicking inside?” Yoongi cried that day and blamed it on the air. He had kissed his belly for hours, talked to Soyoon and his voice made their daughter kick Jimin harder as if trying to reach her dad. It had hurt when she kicked and they had to make several runs to the bathroom but when the night dawned on them, Yoongi looked so lovingly at him and whispered how much he loves Jimin that his hurt would burst out, honestly. And how he’s so fucking beautiful and his. When Jimin demanded sex during his pregnancy, Yoongi was being such a prude because he was worried. But Jimin can be a brat and get his way. Nonetheless, Yoongi has never said him no for anything. When they had sex, Yoongi was careful with Jimin as if the latter would fall to crumbles. He didn’t push Yoongi to go faster and let himself enjoy whatever Yoongi was giving him. He saw how lovingly Yoongi caressed and looked at his bump. When their eyes met, Yoongi said how beautiful Jimin is and he’s fucking luckiest to have him and he feels proud that Jimin is his, his soulmate, his lover, his forever. Jimin nods again, feeling heavy and eyes burning with tears. “And when we had Soyoon?” Jimin believes that even if gets amnesia in his old age, he won’t ever forget the time they had Soyoon in this world. Yoongi once again cried as Taehyung had informed him. Jimin passed out due to anaesthesia. When he woke up, Yoongi was beside him, looking at him and brushing his hair. He greeted him with a smile and nodded in his way. He gushed about their daughter to Jimin and told him that he’s an incredible person, that Yoongi is so proud of him and that Yoongi will take care of them now. He will use his last breath to make sure they are happy, to make sure that Jimin knows what he’s worth to Yoongi. They had cried again while resting their forehead against each other. Yoongi repeated ‘I love yous’ in Jimin’s mouth. “I’m sorry,” Jimin break down again after remembering all the times Yoongi has put him first and made him feel loved. “Yoongi, I’m sorry,” He scrambles to Yoongi’s lap again and cries in his chest while the latter shushes him. “I didn’t fall in love with your body, Jimin. I fell in love with the person you are, the amount of happiness you have given me in these past years, I haven’t gotten this much happiness in my thirty years of life,” Jimin looks up at him and Yoongi smiles at his mate. “I don’t mind that your body is tethered or scarred, I will love you no matter. Nothing and nobody will change that, not even you.” Jimin chuckles through tears and cups Yoongi’s cheeks. “When I see your scars, I feel proud of you, baby, so proud. I don’t care if you don’t have abs, I will still love your body and you,” Yoongi smiles and rubs Jimin’s tears for his. “You believe me?” “I love you,” Jimin says instead and kisses Yoongi who brings him closer and hugs tightly. “If you don’t want to have another child, then we don’t have to, okay? I’ll respect your decision,” Yoongi says after breaking the messy kissed. “It’s not that I don’t want to…-,” “Then whenever you are ready,” Yoongi smiles assuringly, letting Jimin know that he’s not upset with his decision. “Okay,” Jimin agrees and kisses Yoongi again. “I love you and Soyoon,” He whispers. “I love you and I’m pretty sure Soyoon does too,” He smiles. They lay down on the bed and face each other. “Stop crying, you’ll get sick,” Yoongi scolds. Jimin eventually does stop crying and just looks at Yoongi, wondering how did he get lucky. Yoongi has always expressed his love shamelessly to Jimin but he thinks that he’s the lucky one in their family. He falls asleep like that, with a face of Yoongi imprinted in his mind. Jimin declares a new baby on way after two months. Yoongi took extra care of Jimin and let him know how much he loves his body every day. Soyoon drew with crayons on Jimin’s bulged stomach for his sibling. Jimin felt happy about his scars, he accepted them and it felt nice when Yoongi would kiss them in the silence of the night. Because those scars were his and the reminder of how two gorgeous children he had to carry at each time. They get a baby boy who honestly looked so much like Yoongi. They were happy with the small family they have built, without secrets or doubts and a family filled with so much love and care for each other, it would put others to shame. ————————

10k of I was feeling inspired and I love parents Yoonmin. And I’m really sorry for writing such a long scenario, I will try my best to write shorter ones next time. Also, I hate writing dialogues!

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mestizo-efp · 7 years ago

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Ten Minutes, Omegaverse

The third chapter! Here it is! Sorry for the delay, I remember that when I wrote this chapter it was the most difficult, it's a little different from the others, what do you think? As alway thank you so much! Love you all

19 Days, Omegaverse AU

Chapter 3

He Tian x Mo GuanShan

In Between

The world is not just white or black, and as far as this concept for someone is pretty obvious, it is one of those things that He Tian had to learn on his own. Contrary to what many may think, it was a very difficult thing to understand, considering that in his family he was raised with relatively simple concepts: if you’re not strong than you’re weak, if you’re not rich you’re poor, you are someone or you are a nobody... you're an Alpha, or you are not.

"But it’s really that simple?"

Asked himself He Tian, as a kid, "It’s possible that everything is simply the opposite of the other? Isn't there a means? A nuance between white and black? "

“What's wrong with that?” answered his brother, the only one who most vaguely approaches the idea of “family”.

"I don't know" said He Tian, looking out of the window with his legs crossed, a serious look on his face, lifeless. "It's just that it sounds so... boring".

He Tian couldn't endure having to live all his adolescence like that and at fourteen years he "run away" from home (he knew they could find him at any time), taking refuge at a relative's home whom work abroad. He had enrolled in the nearest public school, no matter what it was, but the fact that he had chosen it made it a bit more special; He Tian wanted to look at the world with his own eyes. At first things went quite well: his uncle's apartment was located in a good neighborhood, being able to handle his life independently pleased him. He liked walking around the street and seeing people of all kinds, talking to the old lady who worked at the 7 Eleven's, always telling him the story of that grandson who was so good and so committed to Hong Kong University. In the classroom he met a lot of guys like him, noting that after all they weren't so different. The girls loved him and he liked spending time with them, discovering having a natural talent in dealing with gentle sex, probably a feature of being an Alpha. They were always kind, always available and he liked being affectionate, accepting the attentions, never unbalancing too much. In exchange, they greeted him every morning with a smile and dreamy eyes.

Often the idea of taking on of them at home had caressed He Tian's mind. To savor they're soft bodies, sweet lips with the flavor of their lipstick, which sometimes annoyed him because it was too forced, too artificial.

Nevertheless, he never realized the desire: too risky. To show such a luxurious apartment, amongst the tallest skyscrapers in the city, it would have created too much gossip and, by experience, he knew how quickly gossip spreads. He also knew that he would not even have to strive to ask: a look or a caress would suffice, and the girl placid would have follow him; The lack of challenge helped him to give up. He met Jian Yi during the second year; A funny boy always clinging to his best friend, who called the number one, who, when playing together at the basketball court, looked more like a comic duo than anything else, involved in all sort of absurd and embarrassing situations. He liked him, playing with the carefree that any guy or kid in the world can characterize, concealing a slight envy,in the naturalness of their friendship, or anything else that binds them. He didn't know what it was but he could perceived it and in his mind he crave for it, unconsciously. Almost as an introduction to what he really was looking for.

The spell, in fact, didn't last long: it happened one morning, after He Tian had switched off the cellphone alarm. He had risen from the bed and noticed for the first time that despite having lived in that house for almost a year and a half, there were few changes that had taken place since moving. He had never emptied all the boxes with inside his clothes, had not bought furniture, no photos, no books ... even the scent was sterile and tasteless. But it was not an exclusively material situation: nothing ever happened in that place, not even the most banal things like a glass that accidentally fell, breaking into a thousand pieces. Nobody had ever cooked anything, filling the room with the scent of food, no one ever laughed, never quarreled... never cried.

What was that house if not just four walls surrounding him? He Tian soon began to feel like a ghost in a haunted house, empty and forgotten. Where the only thing that accumulated was dust and not memories, as he would have liked. He sometimes smoked just to give it a smell, an identity. School lessons became mute, sincere smiles became circumstantial or "manual" as they defined them in his home and the appearances around him began to blend into one another as blurred photos of indefinite subjects. With horror He Tian realized that slowly and inexorably, all the nuances that he had so sought and craved, were gradually falling apart, to confuse each other by incorporating, creating a sterile and banal world, identical to how he had lived before moving out.

"Maybe" he began to think "I'm the one who's broken"

Until one morning Jian Yi did accidentally collided with a red-haired troublemaker and with a grim look. A lot of things had happened since that day, and He Tian began to see more colors than he had ever seen. GuanShan interested him, reminding him of a crackling fuse ready to fire and explode. Antagonism became curiosity and curiosity became interest, of a kind He Tian didn't know. Messing with him was fun and testing the limits even more,somehow how his hands never stopped moving when he was near. Like an annoying itch that he could not cure if he didn't touch him in some way, that it was his shoulder, hair, or neck. With him he pushed across all the limits he had imposed on the others: he had brought him to his house, had shown his hidden sides: a bit sadistic, a bit violent. Involuntarily showed him a glimpse of his past, getting caught together with his brother.

Interest became attraction. Regardless of his control He Tian couldn't stop thinking about him, he didn't care how, any reason would be good if he could use it to keep him closer.

God only knew how many times he had dreamed of him, in the blankets of his bed, whispering in a low voice, hiding his face between the creases of the pillow. As he was obstinate to suffocate his moans of pleasure. To find out, on that fateful night, that GuanShan was an Omega, it had nothing to do with his feelings, rather it had strengthened them, confirming that he had seen something unique in that boy, different from all the others. If he could, he would have gone to GuanShan's house right now, to bite him strongly on his neck creating a Bond, but it was not a decision that only came to him, he would have come in due time. The only concern was that, overnight, the chances of finding "rivals" were exponentially increased. The Omegas were, as it were, "a delicious commodity", and there were all kinds of crazy around. He knew that being an Omega by GuanShan was an irrelevant fact in itself. That rebellious, stubborn boy had always interested him from the beginning, knowing him to this point had only added nuances to a picture it was slowly taking shape and that he was looking forward to admiring in all his unpredictable beauty.

That morning the apartment smelled of fried vegetables, there were some dirty dishes inside the washbasin and He Tian smiled as he slowly wore the uniform. For three days he hadn't heard a word from GuanShan and he imagined that the boy had locked himself in the house waiting for the heat to pass. He couldn't wait to meet him to enjoy his reaction as a result of what had happened a few nights before. He would have caught him by surprise, perhaps by coming behind him and would have enjoyed his face blushing until it almost burn. He would have invented some excuses and would have forced him to follow him at his home after the lessons; GuanShan's presence was pleasantly cumbersome, which was just perfect.

Then... well what would happen after he didn't know yet, but he couldn't wait to find out. He walked shipped, making the longest lap, the same as GuanShan. In the street, he met some girls in his school, who, with a smile, greeted him in a low voice, shaking her hands frantically. He Tian greeted back, distractedly, looking through the crowd: no trace of GuanShan. Frowning he continued to look around till the gates of entry, where he waited a few minutes before resigning and entering his classroom. At lunch time, He Tian headed for GuanShan's class, walked over to the door, watching inside the classroom, but he didn't find the boy there. He tilted his head, making sure he didn't went to the wrong class.

"Class 3 (7)" he read "It's the right one... where did he go?"

The doubt that GuanShan was avoiding him instantly insinuated into his mind, and the thing annoyed him a lot. Didn't he clarify the question of trust? Somebody whispered and, turning around, He Tian noticed a group of girls gathered on a bench, trying to glanced at him, holding sighs and whisperings. He Tian, smiling, approached them and the girls, like rabbits, squinted at each other.

"Excuse me," he began to speak, with a melodious voice, almost malleable "The class representative would be around here?" "Ah!" exclaimed one of them, standing up and placing her thick glasses "That would be me" He Tian smiled at her, "Aren't I lucky? Can I ask you something?" The girl trembled, suddenly blushing, unable to speak, she just nodded vigorously. "I would need the address of a person in this class." "Y-yes certainly!" she exclaimed "The register is in the teacher's room! I-I can bring it here and-" "Let's go together, to save time, mn?"

As far as possible, the girl blushed even more, twisting an answer He Tian could not interpret. They walked through the corridors, next to each other. The girl, visibly enthusiastic, spun happiness from all over and stared at He Tian with the corner of her eye. The boy was used to those reactions and, slightly bored, looked out of the window - it was a beautiful sunny day. The boys in the basketball court made a lot of noise, and some couples were eating on the benches, exchanging effusions.

"Here we are" He Tian woke up, shifting his attention to the girl, who slowly entered the teacher's room, asking for the student register. She took it to He Tian, flipping the pages beside him. "Who do you need?" He Tian smiled at her, pulled the register out of her hands with delicacy. "It's a secret." He lowered to her level, winking at her. The girl almost fell to the ground. He Tian looked in the student register and nearly laughed at it when he finally saw GuanShan's card: in the picture, the boy had the same old frowned expression, if not more than usual. He read the address by storing it, giving himself a few seconds to look at his picture.

"Ah" suddenly sighed the girl, who, without He Tian noticing it, had gone behind him, peeking at the picture, "Mo GuanShan, such a looser. No one likes him in our class. Did he do something to you? I'm not surprised, he's a good for nothing" He Tian bellowed, closing the register with more force than he wished to use. He stretched it over to the girl, really struggling to smile. "Thank you, class rep" "Y-you're welcome"

That said, he moved away, sinking his hands into his pockets. He didn't care what people thought, he would never care. The gossips and the prejudices did not bother him, they can remain in their dull ignorance; The fact that they didn't know how GuanShan really were was, in fact, a good thing for him. The idea of having the exclusive on some aspects of the boy made him feel part of a special thing that belonged to him alone. A bit like the relationship between Jian Yi and Zheng Xi. But seeing that kind of people made him so angry; it reminded him of his past and painful times that he didn't want to relive. People that allow themself the luxury to divide people into categories, selling humans like slaughter meat. No one has the right, no one. At school there was nothing that could be of interest to him so, before he heard the bell again, he picked up his things and left, making sure nobody noticed. Before reaching GuanShan, he wanted to make sure he was in his house, so he took the phone and sent him a message. No response arrived, he waitied until he was right in front of the apartment's door, but still nothing. He crossed his arms and tilted his head, wondering if it was a good idea to go inside using a window.

"Let's make sure that he is at home" Letting go of the messages, He Tian called GuanShan, listening to the ringing. After a few seconds the answering machine was answering. He Tian smiled, shaking his head "That idiot". He called again one, two, three times and the fourth, finally, GuanShan decided to answer. "STOP CALLING ME!" shouted GuanShan, through the phone "Yoo hoo~ Where are you?" There was a moment of silence, where He Time seemed to hear a deep sighs "It's none of your business." "Are you at home? Can I come to see you? Where do you live?" Once again, GuanShan took a few seconds to answer, he seemed tired "Don't even think about it" He Tian smiled, kicking a pebble and closing his eyes "Mmm... so you're at home" "Son of a..." He Tian could imagine him gritting his teeth as he realized that he had been tricked "If you really think I'll tell you where..."

At that moment an ambulance went through the street, which with the sound of its sirens crossed the road at sustained speed. In his ear, He Tian listened to the echo created because of the siren heard also by GuanShan, of course. There was a moment of silence. "Y-you!" said GuanShan stunned, who at this point seemed to have run a marathon "You are in front of my house, aren't you?" "Umm, who knows?” "FUCK YOU! Go away, now! Who gave you my address? NO! I don't want to know! Get lost!" "Don't be so cold"

Right after that He Tian heard a strange noise from the other side of the phone: a series of thuds and something falling to the ground. "Hey?" called He Tian, but all he heard was GuanShan's breath in the distance, as if the phone was set a few steps further " What's going on?"

GuanShan began to cough, struggling to breathe between a cough and the other "G-go away" managed to grumble the boy before starting to breathing hard. Without closing the call, He Tian lowered the door's handle, obviously locked.

"Mo GuanShan!" called He Tian, shouting "What's happening?!" but the call was interrupted. Going into panic and without thinking twice, He Tian broke through the door using his shoulder, finding himself in a small apartment. The lights were off and the curtains pulled. A smell, unmistakable, struck him immediately to his nose, making him almost lose his head: GuanShan's smell. It was intense, penetrating, enveloping him like a soft blanket. He shook his head, trying to keep control. Pulling his shirt's collar, he covered his nose and mouth trying to breathe as little as possible. It wasn't possible that GuanShan's heat lasted for so many days, and he wouldn't have to release such intense pheromones.

He didn't know the house, but following the trail he immediately realized what GuanShan's room was supposed to be; running he crossed the threshold entering the first door to the left. Sitting on the floor, he found GuanShan, crouched with his legs close to his chest. He was wrapped in a blanket and wore nothing but his boxers. His breath was accelerated and he was sweating. He Tian came closer to him, kneeling in front of him.

"He's alive" he thought, pulling a huge sigh of relief; He Tian had NEVER, throughout his life, felt this scared. His hands had frozen and he felt as if he was holding his breath. He shook his head, bringing his attention back to the boy. He gently touched his shoulder and almost scared to fell him burning like fire. Grasping GuanShan's chin, he raised his face, placing the index and the middle finger close to his Adam's apple. The heartbeats were accelerated to the limits, GuanShan's face was a scarlet red, his lips cut and cracked.

He Tian gave him light slaps, to try to get him back. "Hey hey " he said, lowering his face to the height of his eyes and putting the weight on his fingertips, slanting " What's the matter with you this time? What did you do?" Slowly and with great effort, GuanShan opened his eyes, raising them to He Tian's: they were flush, slightly damp and with dilated pupils. He Tian felt the desire to jump on him, and he would do it if he didn't bite his tongue. He shook his head, holding his hands over his shoulders.

"What's happening to you? The fever? Did you eat something strange?" GuanShan shook his head, snorting and resting his forehead on his kneels. He seemed completely lost in the heat and clearly struggled to understand what was happening around him. He put his hands in his hair, touching his neck. "I'm...my head hurts" he muttered, between one breath and the other.

"He's not being himself" thought He Tian looking around, looking for any sign that could explain the situation; he saw something on the desk: an orange box of some kind of medicine. Doubtful, he looked at GuanShan before getting up and grabbing the pack. "Heat Increaser" he whispered by reading the big red font in relief. But... it made no sense. That medicine had the function of increasing pheromone levels to ensure a longer lasting and intense heat. He Tian widened his eyes, turning to GuanShan

"Hey! How is your English? You didn't thought this would make it go away faster, didn't you?"

GuanShan, now completely lost in his world, answered with incomprehensible laments, shaking his knees and slamming them against each other. He Tian shook his head, approaching the boy again. "Hey," he whispered, pocking GuanShan's forehead with the index "Look at me" Grunting, GuanShan glanced up at the orange box that He Tian was pointing at. "Have you take this? Did you eat it?"

Lowering his eyes, GuanShan nodded, taking a somewhat embarrassed expression. He was getting worse more and more each passing minute. Opening the package it revealed that it lacked three pills and considering that they were very powerful medicines, it was not surprising if he was reduced worse than a drunk in the middle of a hangover.

He Tian chuckled, lowering his head and passing his hand over his neck. With his left hand he clutched GuanShan's cheeks, tasting their softness and making him grimace. He smiled at that funny expression.

"Sometimes I don't understand if you're stupid or just very unlucky. Never try to worry me again"

GuanShan looked into his eyes with a strange, almost dreamy look. There was a strange silence, and He Tian had the impression that time slowed down, he looked at GuanShan's lips, so close and at his complete disposition. He approached slowly, when suddenly GuanShan coughed, complaining. He Tian looked away, letting go of his face.

"It's not worth to tease him when he is like this" he thought, desperately trying to convince himself.

“C’mon, get up and go to bed” GuanShan shook his head, pouting "Too hot" "Always better than the floor" lowering himself, He Tian pulled him up, placing his arms under GuanShan's armpits "Get up!".

He Tian tried to put him on the mattress, GuanShan surrounded his neck with his arms, holding his lips on his neck’s hollow and touching his skin with the tip of his nose. "You have a nice smell" whispered GuanShan, on his shoulder. He Tian sweats cold, giggling nervously "Yeah... everyone tells me, but let me go now"

Silently, GuanShan obeyed, dropping on the soft pillow. He Tian sat next to him, wiping sweat from GuanShan's chin with the back of his hand. He quickly read the medicine leaflet, noticing that there was not much he could do other than waiting for the medicine ro run out its effects, which would take a few hours at least. Even after checking on the internet, the most common tips were just to rest... or just have frequent rapports to relieve stress and tension. He didn't know how much painful or annoying could be for an Omega to withstand the effects and excitement for such an intense heat, but even if he wanted to help him he couldn't relieve him of pain without taking advantage of the situation. Suddenly something struck him to the side, with the corner of his eye he saw GuanShan's knee, gently resting on his back. He Tian glanced up at GuanShan. He turned sideways and exposed the skin of his neck, wet with sweat; GuanShan watched He Tian as a thirsty can look at a spring of water in the middle of a desert. He Tian watched him swallowing and staring at him with ever-more languid and hungry eyes. Quickly, the young man put his hand on his eyes, grinning.

“Don’t look at me like that”

GuanShan seemed surprised and, slowly, shifted his face by placing his cheek on He Tian's palm, mumbling pleasantly. "Cold" he whispered, closing his eyes and bending his face until he placed his lips between the little finger and the ring finger. He Tian bited his lips, leaning forward and kissing GuanShan's temple.

“You’re dangerous, redhead” It was almost funny to watch GuanShan shivering and the goose skin that stretched from his neck to his back.

“Mng” sighed GuanShan, exposing his neck even more, narrowing his eyes and breathing heavily.

He Tian, with the tip of his fingers, caressed his nape, shifting his hair that, wet with sweat, had stuck to the base of his neck. He noticed, distinctly, a swelling right at that point, like a walnut under the soft skin. It ought to be the exact point where, by biting it, the Bond would have been created. Medicines and heat should have stimulated it a lot to make it so swollen. He Tian swallowed and, before he could notice, his tongue was already tasting its shape and taste. He kissed it slowly before licking it again and again, breathing heavily with his nose and pushing himself on him.

Ahhh, if only he could have bited him, just a little bit... GuanShan would become forever his. He could have enjoyed his warmt and the softness at that moment, on that bed, possessing him with a grin, making him cry out to tears. Spreading his legs he would slip inside him... taking his body in every inch, scratching his skin and masturnating him at the same time, and then…

He Tian opened his eyes, jerking and moving away from GuanShan. That was close. The red, with his mind still dim, complained of the sudden separation, stretching his hands in search of the heat that had been torn away. He Tian rubbed his hand over his eyes, swallowing. Somehow the room felt warmer.

“Stay here” said He Tian, getting up “You need to drink something”

In closing room's door He Tian heard GuanShan complaining, but couldn't risk to look at him in the eyes. He rested his head on the door, clenching his teeth. It was difficult, too difficult to control himself in that kind of situation. He glanced at the front door, and the idea of leaving seemed to be the most logical solution, but the thought of leaving GuanShan alone in those conditions made him think twice, that idiot would be able to leave home even reduced to that state ... no, he couldn't leave. He had never taken care of anyone until then, and he wasn't sure how to behave... but in the end GuanShan was not exactly "sick".

"Yeah" he thought "It's just something a lot worse!" It would have been better if he had a fever or... anything else. At that moment, where only watching him made him crazy of desire, there wasn't much he could do. He snapped, scratching his neck.

"One thing at a time" he said, going to what looked like the kitchen. He loved that apartment: intimate, full of things, with so many smell and objects that he was not used to seeing. On the fridge there were attached some post it, with ingredients to buy or appointments, some written by GuanShan and others by someone who he assumed to be the mother. He smiled at each of them, wondering how they would look like his fridge.

How would it be to live in a real home, noisy with people who love you and that they welcome you with a smile no matter what. Where you fight together, eat together, laughs together... live together. When he came home a few days ago and saw GuanShan sleeping on the floor, it seemed like a dream, he wanted to keep him there forever. The house suddenly seemed smaller and incredibly crowded; He had looked at him sleeping for a long time, imagining how it would be to wake up every morning with that grumpy face beside him, on the bed. His eyebrows frowned, his hair messed up, his fists closed, and his thin lips half open. Every day there would always be something new, unpredictable and fun.

He smiled, opening the fridge and finding a fresh water bottle. He pulled it up and took a sip. Living with GuanShan had to be the most amazing thing in the world besides the fact that he could, of course, have him on his bed at any hour.

"And with GuanShan as an Omega, who knows one day ... you could see other redheads hanging around the house."

He spit all the water like a fountain at that thought, coughing and risking choking. GuanShan's smell was really giving him some problem in his head.

"I'm such an idiot" he though taking the bottle behind with him to give it to GuanShan. He took a long breath before lowering the handle.

GuanShan, was laying flat on bed with his arms wide open, looking like a starfish on a rock. As far as possible he was even more red and the redness was not just on the face, but stretched on the shoulders and neck. He was breathing havy, it looked like ge was suffering a lot. He as helding his left hand on his forehead, clasping and pulling his hair. His eyes were closed, his eyebrows frowned, and his smell was slightly different, sweet and pungent at the same time. He Tian had to work out the scene for a few seconds before realizing that it was not the beginning of one of his many dreams.

GuanShan opened his eyes and, with a lament, turned to one side, his movements were slow and seemed to give him fatigue and pain. He Tian approached him, sitting at his side and holding his hand over his face, wiping sweaty drops from his forehead and temples. He was trembling, but not with cold, it was as if he had been on edge. He passed his thumb over his lower lip, crawled with so many small cuts, from which tiny drops of scarlet blood flowed slowly. He Tian tugged the bottle on his shoulder to catch his attention. GuanShan jumped, slowly opening his eyes and looking at him from the below.

"Drink" said He Tian, leaning the bottle one inch from GuanShan’s nose.

GuanShan coughed, rolling over and leanign on his forearms to try to get up.

"Ugh" he complained as he slowly leaned his back to the wall, slamming his head.

He Tian had the impression that GuanShan had recovered slightly, so he hand him the bottle. GuanShan watched it for a long, silent minute before grasping it with a trembling hand. He tried to unplug it, but his fingers slipped without being able to catch the cap, GuanShan squeezed his eyes, staring at the bottle as if it were a complex puzzle. He Tian almost seemed to see the question marks floating around his head, just like the comics. "Pff" grinned He Tian, holding a laugh and resting his face on his right hand. As absurd as that, he found that he didn't want to be anywhere else except there, with GuanShan, who was reduced to a sort of drunken monkey, who was now trying to unscrew a bottle of water with his teeth. He stretched out his hand, grabbing him by his neck and approaching him, kissing him slowly on his lips. GuanShan didn't react, no hysterical cry, no word, no fist struck in the wind. Just a puff, before bringing his attention back on the bottle. He Tian closed his eyes, slamming his forehead over the redhead's forehead.

"That hurt, fuck" he whined, dropping the bottle. "Hey!" shouted He Tian, looking at him straight in the eyes "Get well soon, you hear me? I don't like this new way of doing it at all, pull yourself together, stupid!"

GuanShan clench his lips, wrinking his nose and frowning. He Tian smiled, nodding satisfied.

“That’s better”

He picked up the bottle and took a big sip, grabbing GuanShan by his chin and kissing him again, more forcefully. He Tian's cool tongue and GuanShan's boiling tongue created a pleasant contrast, blending them together as one. GuanShan clung to him, finding relief in that contact that contrasted with his high temperature. He slid forward, placing his hands on He Tian's knees, closing his eyes and grumbling. GuanShan teased He Tian's lips, inviting him to open them more, so that he could get lost in their freshness as the best of the medicines. He Tian stiffened as he sensed a new change in the smell of GuanShan, who had soared even more, burning his throat like sugar syrup.

Even after the cool feeling had disappeared from He Tian's mouth, GuanShan didn't stop to kiss him, hungry he lost himself completely, taking his hair and tightening them tightly. He Tian thanked and cursed God, at the same time, for the resistance and self-control he was able to demonstrate when, with a slight push, moved GuanShan away.

The redhead protested, leaning forward to reach He Tian's lips again, but He Tian, patting him on his waist, began to tickle him, throwing him on the bed and hitting his head with a pillow.

“Why?” asked GuanShan, his head under the pillow. He Tian closed his eyes, resting his forehead on the pillow, gently pressing GuanShan's face against the mattress.

“Because…”

Because that guy who was in front of him wasn't the usual GuanShan; who screamed at him, blushing as he stretched out his hands touching him, who mumbled when he received spontaneous help, spitting poison on his gentleness, and soon after he looked down, unable to say thanks. Because at that moment that guy was somewhere else, where He Tian couldn't reach him, and all those moments and sensations, he wanted to share them with that GuanShan. Because he knew that once the effects of pills had ended, of that day nothing would remain in GuanShan's memory and He Tian couldn't afford to waste too many precious moments.

To find out the other thousand expressions that could trigger him, day after day, one step at a time, to reset that centimeter in the middle, in between them.

Because between white and black ... there are a multitude of incredible possibilities.

“... it's too boring”.

He Tian had to wait two hours before GuanShan decided to go to sleep and another four before his smell flushed to an acceptable level. He covered him with a sheet, threw the drugs into the rubbish and went back home, giving him a slight kiss on his naked back. The next morning, He Tian's apartment smelled of sugar syrup, there were a couple of posts it attached to the fridge, and instead of the alarm clock, there was a message ringing his cellphone: "WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY DOOR?!" He Tian smiled, pleased, before closing the door behind him.

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