#bts mpreg

[soft-bellied-tannies]

Gain Your Favor

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“Jungkook, for the last time, the Parks were only invited out of courtesy. That omega will never produce an heir looking like that. Pick someone else and that’s final!”

The alpha was seething with anger, tired of his kingdom’s outdated ways, and unwilling to give up on the omega he knew was right for him. He knew the old wives’ tales and generational belief had a hold on every kingdom, but he was tired of it. 

Somehow, a long time ago, it was decided by healers or seers or a combination of both that the measure of fertility in omegas was in their weight. Plump, curvy omegas were seen as the ideal embodiment of the Moon Goddess’ blessing on one’s womb.  

The only people who did not abide by this age-old belief were the Park Kingdom. Their people tended to be quite vain, focused on an ideal version of beauty that they had molded over time into thin, almost underweight omegas. 

Jungkook found it ironic that people believed something so specific that it separated them in such ridiculous ways because this divide was the sole reason keeping him from mating his ideal partner, Park Jimin. 

Compared to the other omegas invited to the Jeon Kingdom for courting selection, Jimin was tiny. Most omegas did everything they could to pack on weight before an opportunity like a kingdom-sponsored courting while the Parks clearly did not care to move away from their beliefs. Jimin was slim and toned, not really an ounce of body fat to him. 

Jungkook couldn’t care less what Jimin looked like because he had fallen for the omega’s lovely personality, bright sense of humor, and challenging level of intelligence. The fact that Jimin was beautiful was simply the cherry on top of everything else. 

However, his parents and the royal court were adamantly against his choice. They had no concern for his happiness, only concerned with the future heirs to continue their reign so his request to court Jimin had been firmly denied. 

But, Jungkook was not going to lie down so easily. His alpha was determined to court Jimin, knowing that he was their destined omega. Uncertain of how to explain his argument, Jungkook could simply sense that they were bound together - blessed by the Moon Goddess in all ways. 

“Three months! Give me three months with Jimin and if he shows all of you that he is fertile then allow me to mate him. That is my final offer,” Jungkook declared, ignoring the surprise on his omega mother’s face as he fought them for the first time in his life. 

There were muffled whispers as his parents spoke to the elders of their royal court, making the decision together. Jungkook stood in front of them unwavering, his head held high and confident in his request. 

Jungkook had discussed it prior with Jimin in the event it came up and his omega was completely on board, uncaring of anyone’s unfounded beliefs and willing to do what it took to stay with his alpha. He was never particularly fond of any kingdom’s rigid societal norms and frankly, couldn’t care less about how much he weighed if it meant he could be with his alpha.

His alpha mother stood and looked at him with what Jungkook saw as a touch of pride that gave him an odd sense of relief. “Fine, we agree. Three months starting today. If we find that he is still unfit at that time, then you will select a better-suited omega.” 

“There is no omega better suited for me than Jimin,” Jungkook replied firmly. 

His mother smirked and nodded her head. “Prove it to me, son.” 

—

Jungkook and Jimin went all in. They were determined to find their happy ending together.

The alpha requested all of Jimin’s favorite foods from the kitchen and they spent every waking moment together. Jungkook let no time go to waste, doing whatever it took to make Jimin his mate.

Picnic dates in the palace gardens filled with hefty meals and sweet treats. Library dates curled up on a chaise lounge while they read the same book, Jungkook consistently feeding his omega bite after bite. Dinner dates with more food in a single meal than Jimin would typically eat in a full day prior to their arrangement. 

For the first month of their little challenge, Jimin couldn’t even remember being hungry because he was so constantly stuffed. His stomach was fighting the form-fitting robes that he brought from home, his body not used to him eating more than a few snacks and a meal per day. 

Unsurprising to Jimin, it was a bit of a struggle at first. Deep down, he would have done whatever it took to stay with Jungkook, but seeing his body change so quickly felt strange.

His hips started to widen, becoming the expected image of birthing hips. His ass and thighs became softer, really adding to the curvy image he was supposed to fulfill. He had to assume that his stomach was starting to pooch out below his belly button when empty, but he was so full and bloated lately that he wasn’t certain. 

Growing up as the omega prince of the Park Kingdom, his diet was chosen for him and he was used to living in a state of hunger. Jimin believed that he was such a multi-talented individual because hunger drove him to find new hobbies as places to focus his mind over the rumbling of his empty stomach.

Jimin knew he would never miss living that way again, however, sometimes it was a bit difficult to set everything else aside and eat. There had been a moment in particular, though, that really helped him overcome those doubts. 

The omega was curled up in front of Jungkook in the library, his back against the alpha’s chest on one of the large lounging beds. Jimin was holding the book they read together while the alpha hand-fed him bites of sweet bread rolls covered in butter and jam. Although Jungkook had called it a snack, Jimin would have said it was his third breakfast of the day which was making itself well-known underneath his constricting robes. 

Feeling the fabric push back against his bloated stomach was becoming a normal sensation, but it also made Jimin a bit self-conscious. He had never experienced his clothes being too small before, let alone the idea that he was meant to sit around and accept that feeling. 

Jimin hadn’t realized that he stopped turning the pages or accepting Jungkook’s continuous bites until the alpha kissed his neck. He had gotten so wrapped up in his thoughts that the omega had been staring at the same page for nearly ten minutes. 

Jungkook noticed the shift immediately, especially with how close he was to Jimin. The omega had gotten a bit tense and took so long to swallow his last bit that the alpha was concerned about him choking. Jimin’s scent also grew a tinge bitter, not enough to cause concern but enough for Jungkook to notice. 

Assuming what the issue may be, Jungkook hesitantly moved both his arms around Jimin’s waist and placed one of his hands on the taut crest of the omega’s stomach. The alpha started a gentle massage, hoping that his touch would seem understanding rather than teasing.

“Are you alright, baby?” Jungkook asked quietly as if there were someone else in the vast library that would be bothered by their voices. 

Jimin shrugged slightly and brought his hands on top of the alpha’s, stopping his movement but also keeping him close. “It’s just…I am…my robes are getting tight.”

“Are you uncomfortable?” Jungkook responded, wanting to tread lightly and ensure that his omega had no physical discomfort before he attempted to address the emotional discomfort that seemed to be happening.

“Not uncomfortable, just different, I guess. I just am a bit worried,” Jimin confessed, trusting the alpha with his vulnerable emotions even if their relationship is still quite new. 

Jungkook stiffened before instinctively leaning in to comfort Jimin with his scent. “Worried about…us?”

Jimin hadn’t meant to let the sound escape, but he whimpered at the thought. He curled farther into Jungkook’s arms in an effort to dispel some of the alpha’s concern. “No, I’m not questioning how much I want to be with you. I don’t think there is another alpha for me, it’s you or no one.” 

Jungkook felt a wave of emotion wash over him - happiness and love for Jimin’s confident admission. However, he also recognized the hesitation that the omega still held onto and needed to do something to help. “What’s worrying you then?” 

“Mainly what will happen if your parents and their court say no. It will be hard enough to part from you and picture you mating someone else, but I can’t imagine going home now. My mother will hide me away and starve me until I’m suitable for their appearances.”

“Jimin…” Jungkook whispered dejectedly, disgusted at the thought of Jimin’s family keeping him captive because of something like his weight. “I know I made the agreement with my parents for three months, but I don’t plan on ever letting you go. I will fight them for you.”

Jimin grew a little misty-eyed and pulled the alpha’s arms around him tighter, melting back into Jungkook’s chest. “I will fight for you too, alpha.” 

Jungkook turned Jimin’s face to give him a soft kiss that seemed to encompass all of his emotions. His arms were an anchor around Jimin’s body that helped him drive away his anxiety.

There was, however, one little thought that was still floating around Jimin’s mind that he couldn’t shake. “Ggukie?” 

The alpha made a quiet sound of acknowledgment and waited for the omega’s question.

“I’m also worried that you might not…want me after you know…” 

In a sudden movement, Jimin was turned around and straddling the alpha’s lap. Jungkook used his strength to position his omega so they could look at each other. He brought his hands up to gently hold Jimin’s face and spoke quietly but confidently between them.

“There will never be a time that I don’t want you. I didn’t fall for you because of your body. Yes, you are the most beautiful omega I’ve ever seen, but this ridiculous show of proving your fertility will not take one bit of your beauty away. You are genuine and intelligent, you have an amazing sense of humor and you are so talented, you are everything I could possibly want in a mate and more. If anything, I think you are more beautiful every day.” 

Jimin felt a few tears run down his cheeks, the words lifting those insecurities from his mind. Jungkook pulled him into his arms and they sat wrapped up in each other for what seemed like hours. 

Once Jimin processed it all and climbed off Jungkook’s lap, he felt like a new person. All the little things that were chipping away at his strong resolve were cast aside. He appreciated the fact that Jungkook fell for him as a person first, allowing him to maintain all of his interests while pursuing him as a mate. 

Other alphas may have been intimidated by Jimin’s impressive skillset as he was expected to be a dainty, spoiled omega. Now, he simply got to share his time and interests with his future alpha while actually eating all the food he desired as a child. 

Even if the insecurities seemed silly looking back, Jimin would never regret conversations like that one - making him feel more loved and appreciated than he had ever felt before. 

Jungkook, on the other hand, had few worries about their situation. The alpha thought Jimin was ethereal and he had no intention of mating anyone other than his omega. 

He had always thought the fertility belief was ridiculous, but seeing his omega growing resplendent, his alpha was at the forefront more than ever. If Jimin was beautiful before, Jungkook was absolutely besotted with his future mate becoming softer. 

Jimin constantly praised him for being a confident, strong alpha who provided for him well. They spent all of their time together and Jungkook wouldn’t have it any other way. He loved the little noises of appreciation Jimin made when he tried new foods for the first time and the more satisfying sounds he made from the pleasure Jungkook was able to give him. 

With their increased time to dedicate to Jimin’s waistline, Jungkook also learned so much more about his omega. He found that his future mate was highly talented in many areas and learned more from Jimin than he ever had from any of his court teachers. The amount of pride his alpha held in his omega grew every day, much like Jimin’s measure of fertility. 

By the end of the first month, Jimin was already in the tailor shop with requests to have his robes let out around his hips and waist. Between his constantly bloated stomach and his widening hips, he was struggling to button some of his outfits. 

It was surprisingly an easy acceptance for the omega compared to the week before when he felt riddled with anxiety about his changing body. Even in his moments alone, Jimin was starting to gain a sense of confidence alongside his new weight. A deep desire of his omega felt nurtured from the entire experience. 

The omega would also admit that it was, in part, due to his discovery of all the wonderful foods in the Jeon kingdom. Jimin assumed that he would have naturally gained weight living there anyway because, in comparison to his home kingdom, there was never a lack of savory dishes and sweet desserts.

Jimin had especially taken a liking to chocolate-filled rice cakes - something he had never tried before. It was rare to find an indulgent sweet in the Park Kingdom and the omega realized how much he had been missing out on in his childhood. Jungkook had the kitchen making them daily for Jimin, essentially feeding the omega full of the soft, sugary dessert until he got tired of it. 

By the end of the second month, Jimin was back in the tailor shop with the hopes that there was still room to let out his robes again. He could barely get some of them over his wide hips and backside after another four weeks of consistent pampering from his alpha. 

There had been quite a few private moments where Jimin stood in front of the mirror and simply analyzed how his body had changed. With the way Jungkook supported him, there was little that the omega was insecure about since their conversation. Looking at the way his once-loose robes stretched across his growing middle was a bit liberating.

Jimin didn’t mind when the tailor said his robes that he brought along from home were a loss, ready to cut ties with his childhood kingdom and thankful for a reason to wear more of his alpha’s clothes. 

His favorite items to steal were Jungkook’s night shirts since Jimin’s slim-fitting silk gowns were the first thing to be outgrown. Most nights, the omega would be spread out in the middle of Jungkook’s bed while the alpha fed him one of his new favorite snacks, a bowl full of fruit and whipped cream. 

Jimin had never known a simple dish could be so sweet and refreshing. Whipped cream had been a new food for him as well and it was quickly becoming his favorite thing to throw on top of whatever he was eating. Although, the bowl of fruit and cream was often paired with a hefty slice of pound cake so it was more of a filling dessert than a midnight snack.

It, of course, had been another long day of eating so Jimin was feeling full. He had been impressed by his growing stomach capacity, eating more in a single day than he could have ever imagined in the past. They had regularly started to reach this point of Jimin allowing Jungkook to feed him basically until he fell asleep. 

That day in particular was filling because Jungkook had taken him to try out the various food stalls in the main square, telling Jimin to pick out whatever he wanted to try. The townspeople were more than willing to let the hopeful crown princes try anything for free even though the couple insisted on paying. 

By the time they made it back to the palace, Jimin felt like he was waddling to accommodate his full stomach. They went straight up to Jungkook’s quarters and the omega napped for the rest of the afternoon. The pair ended up sharing a meal in the alpha’s quarters for dinner as they had been doing more often. 

Jungkook convinced Jimin to eat way more than he should have for dinner leaving him uncomfortable in his already tight clothes. He begged the alpha for a night shirt to change into and Jimin planted himself in the middle of the bed without any intention of moving. 

The alpha climbed up beside Jimin to gently rub his belly and encourage digestion because Jungkook had every intention of feeding his omega one more time before they fell asleep. He loved Jimin’s easy acceptance of Jungkook’s handling and encouragement, the omega content to melt under the alpha’s warm hands. 

It was impressive, at times, to see the tiny omega put away whatever food Jungkook placed in front of him. The alpha knew it was from a place of desire for their relationship to succeed, but it also seemed cathartic for Jimin to stop thinking and just eat. 

Every ounce of determination to win over the royal court and every bit of love Jimin held for his alpha was what truly helped him push past the cues from his body telling him he was full. It felt impossible to walk away without mating Jungkook now. The couple often tried to stay realistic, not wanting to get their hopes up, but it was hard to imagine that the court would say no when seeing their concerted efforts. 

There had been a few moments along the way when Jungkook began to question himself. Not questioning Jimin or the desire to be with him, but questioning if he was doing the right thing. His omega was sacrificing his body and all of the insecurities that came along with it. There had been many quiet nights in Jungkook's quarters when Jimin promised him endlessly that their love was worth anything to him, yet Jungkook couldn't help but worry. 

The alpha's biggest fear was Jimin coming to his senses and realizing that he was the only one sacrificing something. Jungkook did everything to shower Jimin with love and ensure that his omega understood just how much he loved him. Jimin never slowed down and never told him to stop, always whispering sweet words and praise for his alpha in their moments alone. 

Nearing the end of the third month, they went through a final push. Jimin felt even more stuffed now than he did at the beginning. It might have come from a place of stress, determination, or both as he had no intention of being denied his alpha. 

Jimin assumed that Jungkook had some sort of deal with the kitchen staff at this point because any request the alpha made was delivered to their quarters within the hour. Sweet or savory, snack or full meal, morning or night - it didn’t matter what Jungkook’s request was, they seemed more than happy to provide Jimin with endless food options.

Jungkook simply said the kitchen staff loved them, using it as yet another reason for Jimin to be the best choice. A beloved future omega queen was the best possible option for a mate so the alpha wasn’t afraid to use that in his favor. He also explained that they knew the expectations of omegas and wanted to do their best to help Jimin reach their goal. 

In comparison to other omegas in the Jeon Kingdom, Jimin was still on the smaller side with great potential to continue filling out. Jungkook said that people around the palace that wanted to see Jimin as his mate were simply supportive of their efforts. The omega wasn’t as convinced, assuming that Jungkook most likely flirted heavily with the older omegas in the kitchen for his own personal gain of fattening Jimin up. 

Jimin didn’t particularly care what the reason was as long as he was gaining enough to be deemed worthy of being Jungkook’s mate. Not only was Jimin desperate to be with his alpha, but if he were to return home in his current state, Jimin knew he would be hidden away by his parents until he was not at risk of embarrassing them due to their own illogical hang-up on how omegas should look.

With his recently added weight, he had a realization that he was probably the heaviest Park omega to date. Jimin nearly cried tears of laughter as he told Jungkook the way he expected his omega mother to react when she saw him again. While his parents would be able to reason his physical change for their political gain, Jimin knew that both would have a hard time accepting it. 

Although, as he told Jungkook very clearly, Jimin could not care less what his parents thought. All of the kingdoms-wide societal norms were ludicrous in his eyes. He would much rather people look the way they wanted to than how other people wanted them to look - a statement his alpha wholeheartedly agreed with.

On the morning of their appointment with the court physician, Jungkook paced his quarters as Jimin got ready in his dressing room. The alpha was nervous, knowing his parents’ royal court would find any reason to have their way instead of allowing him happiness. 

Jimin was instructed to start fasting the night before after dinner as the court physician needed a clear system to run his tests, whatever they may be. The omega was equally as stressed, but he attempted to stay calm for Jungkook’s sake. 

It had been quite some time since Jimin had seen his stomach completely empty, usually packed full of food all day and still digesting by the time he awoke in the morning from his late-night snacking. He knew that their efforts were strong, but his body more than showed it now. 

With the help of Taehyung, who would hopefully become his future courtier, the tailor designed very specific robes that highlighted his new shape. His hips were perfectly cradled in fabric with a tight stretch across the front that put his growing belly on display. 

Jimin would be the first to admit that his lower half looked incredible, especially his ass. From the side view, he was looking rather rotund in the back - his hips made a lovely wide curve and his soft thighs were hugged by the form-fitting fabric.

The little pooch below his belly button that Jimin had suspected would show itself was actually more of a small yet very noticeable potbelly rounding out on his midsection, more weight sticking to his stomach than he thought possible in just three months' time. It shocked him for a moment to see an actual belly protruding from his middle that wasn’t just bloated with food. 

Knowing the kingdom’s proclivity for plump omegas, Jimin knew that the clothing was made specifically to highlight his size rather than hide it, but a majority of his body’s soft edges were completely created by his and Jungkook’s doing. Strangely enough, that thought made it feel more empowering. 

Jimin felt Jungkook’s hands spread across his midsection, the alpha scenting him deeply as he took in the sight of his omega in the mirror. “Look at you, baby. You are stunning.” 

“Thank you, alpha,” Jimin whispered, leaning back into the alpha’s chest. He felt the warmth of Jungkook’s strong hands on his soft belly, imagining the day when there would be a growing pup to cradle. 

“Gguk?” 

The alpha tensed, feeling the growing sense of anxiety in the omega’s scent. “What’s wrong, baby? Talk to me.” 

“What are we going to do if they say no? What if it’s not enough? What if I’m…I could be infertile. What if-”

“Jimin,” Jungkook said firmly, cutting him off and turning him around. “Listen to me, okay?” 

The omega simply nodded with wide eyes, his hands clinging to Jungkook’s clothes and his eyes brimmed with tears. Jimin had been worried about this day since they made the agreement three months ago and the reality of having an answer in a few hour's time was sending him into a spiral. 

“I can’t promise that your results are going to be perfect or that the court is going to immediately agree, but I can and will promise you this. I love you and I will be your mate. I will do whatever it takes, no matter what the results are today.” 

Jimin fell into Jungkook’s chest, trying to hold back his tears. He let the alpha’s words fill the aching pain in his chest and put his full trust in him. “I love you too. I only ever want you, alpha.” 

A knock at the door broke their intimate moment as Taehyung called out that the court physician was ready from Jimin. The couple stayed hidden in the dressing room for a quiet moment, exchanging a kiss before parting ways. 

Jimin was escorted alone by Taehyung who had complimented him endlessly on how beautiful he looked. It certainly boosted the omega’s confidence which was dwindling in tandem as they drew closer to the physician’s suite. Thankfully, the healer performing the test was Jin who met him with a kind smile that did help some of Jimin’s nerves settle. 

The omega was ushered inside and instructed to drink a cup of medicinal tea while Jin went to address the royal court. The physician was asked for a full fertility panel which is quite a lengthy process so they would be asked to return after lunch for the results. Jungkook, who had no interest in anything other than his omega, walked beside Jin asking a few questions. 

Jin allowed him to wait outside as long as he did so without interruption which Jungkook wholeheartedly agreed. His future court members joined him, knowing the alpha’s struggle. Namjoon tried to comfort him with reasonable points while Yoongi and Hoseok simply told him that there was no doubt that Jimin had changed to fit the expected physique of a Jeon omega.

The hours dragged by as Jungkook paced the hallway, nearly stumbling over when Taehyung opened the door. Without trying to crowd the omega, Jungkook looked at him with a silent yet desperate plea for an update. 

“Jinnie’s almost done,” Taehyung said first, watching as the alpha let out a relieved sigh that did not last for long. “But, Jimin got very dizzy from the blood test and he is still unwell. We need something with your scent to help settle him.” 

Jungkook, without hesitation, removed the sweater he had thrown on top of his normal outfit this morning - not one to typically need additional layers but had felt that he needed it. Now he knew why as Taehyung took it with a smile and turned to go back inside.

The alpha gently wrapped his hand around Taehyung’s arm to stop him. “He’s okay, right?”

Taehyung nodded, his face softening with endearment at the alpha’s genuine concern. “He’s good, Gguk, really. This is a normal side effect that happens all the time. With your scent, Jiminie will be just fine.”

Jungkook looked at him for a moment, seeming to look into his eyes for a sign of any dishonesty, and found none. The alpha nodded and released his hold on Taehyung. “Okay, thanks Tae.” 

“Of course, we only have two things left and they are both simple tests. Jin will be out when he’s finished,” Taehyung explained, returning to the physician’s private suite with Jungkook’s sweater in hand. 

What felt like another hour passed again before Jin was the one to exit this time, finding Jungkook’s eyes immediately. “I’m done. Taehyung is going to stay with Jimin while we go talk to the court.” 

“Is he okay? What were the results?” Jungkook asked, bouncing on his toes in an attempt to hold himself back from breaking down the door to his omega. 

Jin put a gentle hand on the alpha’s shoulder. “Jimin is doing alright. I had to give him a little something for his anxiety so he’ll be out of it for a bit. Your sweater helped a lot too.” 

Jungkook smiled as his alpha preened, filled with pride at being able to comfort his future mate. “The results?”

“I promised to only share them in front of the court.” 

“Jin, please…” 

The beta looked back and forth in the hall to see if anyone was around and simply winked at Jungkook before gesturing for him to follow toward the main hall. The alpha was trying to contain his excitement, knowing that they had no reason to say no if Jin was confident. 

As they entered the main hall, everyone’s eyes went straight to Jin. Jungkook wanted to growl at every member who looked eager to hear a negative result. He couldn’t understand how his parents surrounded themselves with people who could be so hateful toward him for wanting to mate for love. 

“I’ve completed my tests and I have found a conclusive result,” Jin announced in such a professional tone that Jungkook nearly laughed. 

“Please share what you found with us, Physician Kim,” Jungkook’s alpha mother replied, hushing the court members who were already attempting to ask questions.

Jin shared a quick glance and a reassuring nod with Jungkook before saying, “Prince Jimin has, by far, the highest fertility result I have ever seen in my experience as a physician. His positive results were off our standard measuring chart. I have no doubt he would be able to bring the kingdom multiple healthy heirs in his lifetime, especially with a young, strong alpha like Prince Jungkook. From a medical perspective, I believe their mating would result in one of the most successful bonds this land has ever seen.”

Jungkook’s omega mother smiled wider than the alpha had seen in a long time. It brought him indescribable happiness to see his mother so overjoyed for him. “Well, it seems that it should be then. Let us know when you and Jimin would like to hold your mating ceremony.”

Jungkook was choked up, trying his hardest not to cry in front of the court or his parents. “Thank you, Eomma,” he replied with a deep bow before turning to leave the hall without a look back. He needed to get back to Jimin as soon as possible, his alpha was desperate to hold his omega. 

Jin walked beside Jungkook until they exited the room, the doors closing behind them. “Go to him, Gguk. You two deserve this.” 

Without another word, Jungkook went sprinting through the halls back to the physician’s suite where the others were still waiting outside the room. The smile on the alpha’s face was enough for them to know it was good news, watching with their own smiles as Jungkook barely acknowledged them before barreling through the door to his omega’s side. 

—

“Appa! Appa!” 

Jungkook turned around to see his daughter running to catch up with him, stopping him from his current mission to retrieve honey lemon tea for Jimin from the kitchen. He turned and dropped to his knee to meet at her level. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

Jiah took his hand, encouraging him to stand so they could continue walking together. “Eomma needs chocolate!”

“Oh, is that so?” Jungkook replied, endeared by their five-year-old always being so attentive. She had barely been three at the time while Jimin was pregnant with Minjun, their second child, and Jiah was asking him to let her carry things and offering to share her snacks. Although, it wasn’t all attributed to her alpha nature as Jungkook knew a majority of their children’s sweet demeanor came from a certain omega’s perfect parenting. 

Now, Jimin was in his third pregnancy, this time with twins, and their sweet oldest child was no different. Jiah was constantly asking Jungkook what she could do for her mother while Minjun clung to Jimin as much as possible. 

Jungkook passed one of the elder court members in the hall, turning his nose up a bit. Even though seven years had passed since the stressful fight for choosing Jimin, the alpha had not completely forgiven their dispositions. He and Jimin were working now to break down the old way of thinking about omega standards. 

Plus, Jungkook would be the first to admit that he was smug about their mating success - an alpha pup on their first try and now their third pregnancy being multiples really proved them wrong. 

Making their trip to the kitchen quickly, Jungkook and Jiah made their way back to the family quarters with a full set of hot tea for Jimin and an assortment of chocolate options. The omega’s gentle voice filled the room as soon as they opened the door, singing a quiet tune for Minjun who was on the verge of sleep. 

Jiah ran forward quietly, offering his snack selection to Jimin and receiving her mother’s gentle praise. She climbed up next to him, resting her head beside Minjun’s on Jimin’s arm. Jungkook crossed the room to set down the tray he was carrying, gently pouring a cup of tea for Jimin before taking in his favorite sight on their lounging sofa. 

Although he was just six months along with child number three and four, Jimin could easily pass as full term. It was yet another sense of pride for Jungkook that his omega not only carried their pups, but Jimin carried strong, healthy pups every time. 

Jimin had continued to fill out beautifully after their initial three months together. The omega was easily the ideal vision of fertility in the eyes of traditionalist Jeon Kingdom members - impressively wide birthing hips that matched his rotund backside and meaty thighs. 

Outside of pregnancy, Jimin’s belly continued to soften. He was the tailor’s most frequent visitor with his consistently changing shape, preferring his maternity robes all the time after their first pregnancy with how comfortable they were to accommodate his rounded middle. 

One of the memories that made them laugh the most was when Jimin’s mother visited about six months after Jiah was born. She tried so hard to hide her shock at her son’s size, even asking twice during her visit if Jimin was pregnant with a second already. 

Jungkook sat beside Jimin, wrapping his arm around his omega’s shoulders and scenting him softly. Both of their pups made appreciative sounds from the comforting feeling of their parent’s mixed scents. The alpha leaned forward to place a gentle kiss on Jimin’s lips. 

Jimin’s head fell to the side, resting on Jungkook’s arm as he let out a tired sigh. “Growing twins is hard.” 

Jungkook kissed the omega’s forehead and replied, “I can’t even imagine, baby. You are amazing.” 

Before Jimin could say anything else, his stomach let out a quiet rumble. They both laughed as Jungkook reached for one of the chocolate rice cakes to feed his omega. Jimin accepted the bite with a smile and relaxed back into the cushions, used to the care of his loving alpha. 

The room filled with the gentle sleeping sounds of their pups as Jungkook continued to feed his mate some of the post-dinner snacks that Jiah prepared for him. As the alpha ran his hand across Jimin’s belly, Jungkook reminisced on how every moment that led them here was absolutely worth it.

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I think it's time to think about mpreg Buck again besties

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Several Sentences Sunday

tagged by the darling @perfectlysunny02 who makes me feel so included bless you omfg <3333

(this really IS just gonna be several sentences bc uh.... it's been a rough evening lmao. on that note if you sent me asks i PROMMIE i am getting to them <3)

“Eh, I'd just go and pick up an extra one,” Chimney said about the cribs. “They'll get too big for ‘em in four years, anyway.” “Nah, I stand by what I said: Eddie picked out a really shit bed for our kid,” replied Tommy with a wry grin. “Besides, they won't be too big—Not if I do my job right.” “Uh, what exactly are you suggesting, here, Kinard?” “He wants to build the cribs,” Buck explained. “Something about bunks and salvaged engine parts. I'm not acting like I understand it, but I will admit I think it’s pretty cool.” “You think everything Tommy does is cool,” Chimney deadpanned. “So?” Buck countered with a raised eyebrow. “You do, too. Don’t pretend like you weren’t hyping him up two seconds before I met him. The way I see it, Chim, this is the consequence of your actions. You reap what you sow, man.” “How wonderful for me.”

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[ravenesse]

Borrowed Stars — Chapter 21 🤍

Summary:

"None of his clothes fit him properly anymore

[depressedhouseplant]

🔞 In Darkness I Found You 🔞

I’ve been debating for a long time whether or not to repost this from AO3. This is my biggest “hit” & I have a love/hate relationship with this fic. It took me almost 3.5 yrs to complete including rewriting the last 3rd of it because 2019 Author Emily chickened out where 2023 Author Emily went for the throat. I also haven’t reposted any of my BTS work & I thought it was time. The main pairing is SOPE with a side of Namjin & Taekook. Yes, I was a cliche. Also I want to post some bonus content for this fic for JFW so I need to, like, post the fic itself.

It’s Omegaverse & includes Mpreg, so if that’s something you’re not comfortable with then skip this one. I’ll tag all the relevant info at the beginning of each chapter. Here’s your chapter index:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

[jamesbellyloverr]

[purple-pebbles13]

Please help me find this Jikook fanfic

I don't remember the exact details but it was something like this. I'd really appreciate some help!

Jimin and jungkook live in a foreign country and are married, but it's against jungkook's will because he doesn't like jimin bjt jimin loved jungkook. Jungkook was forced to marry Jimin because Jimin's father owned the land/farm Jungkook's dad previously owned. And because Jungkook"s father is really sick and close to dying, Jungkook marries Jimin so his father can peacefully die on the land that was once his. The only way for jungkook to get a divorce is for him and jimin to have a baby boy (I think it was a boy not sure) as per the contract made by Jimin's dad. Jimin had gotten pregnant once but miscarried. And he gets pregnant again and this is when jungkook realizes he loves jimin.

[zombeeko]

people wanted mpreg hobabibi doodles so i guess i must provide

[soft-bellied-tannies]

Weight of Perfection

Read here or on AO3!

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This story has some deep emotional discussion including body image issues, self-esteem issues, childhood trauma, a narcissistic parent, and the struggles of maintaining a relationship through those things.

There is also an asexual character, a discussion of therapy, brief mentions of in vitro reproduction, and pregnancy.

Please consider everything before reading and skip if you believe it would be a difficult read! <3

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Jungkook couldn’t believe he was about to actually upload a profile to a sugar baby site, but he was officially desperate.

There was no way he was going back to Busan, jobless and mateless as everyone had claimed would happen. He knew choosing to pursue painting at Seoul Arts College was going to be a challenge, but the city had not been kind to the omega so far. 

Going through multiple barista and waiter jobs had been Jungkook’s way of providing for himself and as a single, young omega new to Seoul, people took advantage of him. Customers were rude, alpha coworkers made him uncomfortable, and managers were shitty. 

After finishing his degree, Jungkook knew it was not going to be an immediate jump into the art world, but he thought there would be some sort of opportunity that came up. He looked at museums, schools, and community centers for jobs, more than willing to clean studios and teach children’s classes to get his start, to no avail.

With his landlord constantly upping his rent and the less-than-successful job hunt, Jungkook knew his options were limited. His parents would be insufferable if he moved back into his childhood bedroom.

If working at restaurants made him anxious, the idea of becoming a stripper seemed pretty stupid. Omega shelters terrified him and he didn’t have a car to sleep in. 

Then, a random ad popped up on an employment search site. It had a well-dressed omega on the arm of an older alpha in a perfectly tailored suit with a bright white font that read ‘Sweet Tooth - The Ultimate Sugar Service’. 

Jungkook was confused at first, trying to figure out if it was some high-end candy company or one of those kinky services that infused slick into baked goods.

To this day, the omega had no idea why he clicked on the link, but something in his head was telling him it was the right thing to do. 

Three nights later, Jungkook found himself staring at his computer screen while the buffering circle spun - uploading his thoroughly crafted sugar baby profile. It took him hours to select the photos and answer all the questions, but he told himself that there was no backing out. 

This was his ticket to staying in Seoul and pursuing his dreams so Jungkook was willing to wade through filthy comments and old men in hopes of finding a semi-decent alpha to cover his rent and hopefully stock his art supplies. 

By the next morning, Jungkook already had a full inbox of alphas and even a few betas making promises of designer clothes and luxurious dates. Every single message also had disgusting comments on his body and requests for Jungkook to meet in hotel rooms. All things he had been unfortunately expecting. 

What he had not expected was a familiar name sending him a genuinely kind note with an ask to meet up for coffee. The phone almost slipped from his hand in shock when Jungkook clicked on the alpha’s profile, seeing the incredibly gorgeous and smiling face of the one and only Park Jimin. 

The very same Jimin who grew up down the street from him in Busan and attended the same high school. Not super close friends but acquainted enough to greet each other in the hallway and pair up for a project would be how Jungkook described their relationship back then. 

However, he would be an idiot to say no to the alpha despite whatever high school acquaintance they did or did not have. 

Jimin, at least back in Busan, was the definition of an upstanding, respectful alpha. His presentation had been the talk of the school with every omega ready to kneel at his feet for a chance to even be considered for a date. He was well-mannered, gentle, and kind - never once known to make an ill-intentioned comment at anyone let alone an omega. 

Jungkook was not surprised to see Jimin being successful enough to provide as a sugar daddy. The alpha was one of the smartest students in their school, acing every exam and getting into SNU on a full scholarship for business. 

Aside from his intelligence, the Parks were also one of the wealthiest families in Busan - owning a successful bakery chain that had multiple locations across Korea and a full online store. 

What had surprised Jungkook was the fact that an attractive, rich, charming twenty-seven-year-old alpha would be lacking potential partners and in search of a sugar baby. Unless Jimin had completely changed into one of those traditional arrogant alphas, Jungkook couldn’t understand how he didn’t have suitors of all subgenders.  

Coming back to his senses, Jungkook quickly returned Jimin’s message - agreeing to meet up as soon as possible. The alpha said he would send a car for him that Friday afternoon and that he was excited to see him again. Jungkook would admit, the response gave him butterflies. 

Friday came too quickly and the omega spent the morning in a frantic spiral deciding what to wear. His options were already limited considering most of his clothes were covered in paint or meant for the gym. Eventually, Jungkook managed to find the nice plaid button-down that he had thrifted with decent jeans and his combat boots, casual but not too casual. 

Jungkook nearly passed out in the street when a black Range Rover pulled up in front of his run-down apartment building, looking comically out of place. A man jumped out and opened the back door him, addressing him as ‘Mr. Jeon’ which was somehow both formal and warm. 

As the car came to a stop in front of a familiar branded coffee shop tucked in a busy Seoul side street, Jungkook felt his jaw drop and eyes widen.

Park Jimin was standing outside a building that he probably had partial ownership of looking at something on his phone, wearing a trim gray three-piece suit with his blonde hair slicked back off his forehead and absolutely radiating powerful alpha energy. 

Not even realizing the driver had exited the car, Jungkook jolted when his door opened and a hand extended to help him out of the backseat. He was seriously hoping that Jimin hadn’t become a money-hungry monster since the last time they saw each other because the alpha was going to be hard to turn down with the way Jungkook’s omega was begging for him. 

That concern was short-lived once Jimin caught sight of him. The alpha pushed his sunglasses up onto his head and tucked his phone away in his pocket before opening his arms for a hug with a beaming smile on his face. “Jungkookie, it’s so nice to see you!” 

Jungkook felt frozen for a moment, overwhelmed by the radiant kindness coming his way along with the velvety bourbon and cedarwood scent that wrapped around him. The alpha’s strong arms embraced him and he naturally tucked his face against Jimin’s shoulder, feeling more relaxed than he had in months. 

“Hi hyung, thank you for meeting me,” Jungkook responded quietly, trying to stop himself from inhaling the alpha’s addictive scent. With the omega’s bergamot and vanilla growing stronger, the area around the pair was beginning to smell like the best perfume in a fragrance store. 

Jimin’s hand tenderly cradled his cheek, his smile softening into a look of concern. “I just had to message you when I saw your profile. The thought of some old, nasty alpha taking advantage of you made my blood boil.” 

As if Jungkook needed another reason to say yes to the alpha, here was Jimin already offering protection and respect for the omega before he even agreed to meet. “I’m really grateful you did. The other messages were, uh, interesting to say the least.”

“I’m sure - some alphas are so shameless. I’m lucky I found you first,” Jimin replied with a smile, offering his arm to direct them inside the coffee shop. 

Jungkook simply returned the smile and hooked his hand around Jimin’s bicep while thinking about how he was certainly the lucky one in this scenario.

The alpha held the door open for him and instructed him to order anything he liked, adding an order of tea sandwiches and a few pastries that he claimed were his favorites after Jungkook only asked for an americano. 

“So, would you like to ask a few questions first or would you like me to start?” Jimin finally asked once they were settled at their table. He moved both plates of food closer to Jungkook which the omega found very heartwarming. 

“Can I…I don’t want this to sound rude, but…” 

Jimin laughed and rested his chin on his hand. “Wondering why I have a profile on Sweet Tooth?”

Jungkook ducked his head slightly, a pink tinge filling his cheeks. “Yeah, I was just surprised to see you on the site.” 

“It’s not rude at all, don’t you worry about that,” Jimin replied lightly, his strong scent hitting Jungkook in comforting waves. “I have more money than I could ever spend on myself and my alpha has been getting pretty pushy about wanting someone to care for. I wouldn’t say I’m lonely because I have great friends, but relationships have always been a rough subject for me.”

“What, how?” Jungkook asked instinctively before bringing his hand to his mouth. He immediately blurted out an apology. “I’m so sorry, now I am being rude. That is just surprising.”

Jimin’s smile didn’t falter in the slightest, seeming endeared by the omega if anything. 

“Please don’t apologize, you are completely right. I just have…I guess it’s just easier to say it outright. I am asexual and it seems that my previous partners drew the line there - money and love be damned. I’m not completely sex-averse, but I am definitely far from sexually active.” 

Jungkook’s face fell into a deep frown, his scent souring and sadness growing. “That’s terrible. I’m sorry you went through that. You should be loved for you and not, you know, your knot.” 

Letting out a wet laugh, Jimin grew emotional at the omega’s response. “Thank you, Jungkookie, that means a lot.” 

“Can I tell you something?” Jungkook asked, suddenly a burst of confidence that he didn’t have before. 

“Of course, I hope that we can always be honest with each other if you decide to pursue this with me,” Jimin responded, hesitating for a moment before extending his hand across the table to offer it for the omega to hold. 

Jungkook gratefully accepted the gesture, squeezing the alpha’s hand to gather strength. 

“I, um, I’ve been kind of terrified at the thought of becoming a sugar baby for someone who only wanted sexual stuff from me. I know I would have done it because I need the money even though the thought literally makes me sick to my stomach. I’ve never figured out if I identify a certain way, but casual sex has always freaked me out.” 

Jimin’s eyes widened as he let out comforting pheromones. “Oh, sweetheart, I’m so glad you didn’t end up in that position. I promise you that it will never happen with me. Consent is the most important thing.” 

In that moment, Jungkook was ready to turn all of his trust over to the alpha. He had no idea how things were finally starting to work out for him, but he was not going to question it. The conversation then shifted to their agreement, both seeming to understand that they were going to move forward with the relationship.

“So, tell me about what’s going on, Jungkookie. How can I help?” Jimin asked, sounding completely genuine and without pity or judgment.

Jungkook was surprised that any lingering embarrassment was gone, the alpha making him feel safe and secure to be open about his situation. 

“I’m having some trouble paying my bills. It’s been a struggle since I got to Seoul, but now that I’ve graduated and I can’t find a job in my field, it’s gotten worse. I’m on the verge of getting evicted and keeping a job as a single omega is harder than I expected.” 

Jimin frowned and regained his hold on Jungkook’s hand to offer comfort. “Did you study art in college? You were always so good when we were kids.” 

The omega blushed, shocked by the alpha’s memory and praise. “Oh, um, yeah, I did. I went to Seoul Arts and my medium was painting. I knew it wasn’t going to be easy, but it’s been more difficult than I thought.” 

“Seoul Arts! That’s amazing! I’m sure you will have your paintings in a beautiful gallery someday,” Jimin continued with his praise, entirely intentional and not patronizing which Jungkook was used to hearing from his parents. 

“Thank you, hyung. That really would be amazing,” Jungkook replied shyly, appreciating the alpha’s warmth and kindness. “I’ve been out of supplies for a while now though so I might be out of practice.” 

Jimin grimaced, not liking the omega’s dejected tone one bit. “Well, we need to change that then. I’m free for the rest of the afternoon. Why don’t we find a good art supply store and get what you need?” 

Jungkook was dumbfounded, not expecting to jump right into the sugar baby portion of the relationship. He thought they would be talking through terms and possibly agreeing to try it out that day. He looked up owl-eyed at the now-standing alpha who held out a hand for him to take. 

“Are you sure, hyung?” he asked nervously. 

“Jungkook, I was serious when I said I have more money than I could ever spend. I already consider you a friend so please let me help. My alpha is desperate to take care of someone and in my mind, there is no better person than you,” Jimin explained, keeping his hand extended the entire time. 

Taking a deep breath, Jungkook finally nodded and placed his hand in the alpha’s. He stood with a small grin on his face. “Thank you, hyung, you have no idea how grateful I am for this.” 

—

A month later, Jungkook was blown away by how different his life already had become. 

The alpha had paid out the remaining nine months of his lease and covered his utilities far enough that Jungkook may not have to think about them again until he moved out of the dingy little place.

Jimin spared no expense on his art supplies to the point of the omega running out of space in his studio apartment to store the high-quality tools and materials. For the first time in nearly a year, Jungkook was able to spend an entire day painting without feeling guilty for wasting time that could have been spent working. 

And probably the biggest change, his fridge and pantry were fully stocked. Jungkook had casually mentioned that he couldn’t remember the last time he felt full after their first dinner together. 

Jimin was bothered by even the thought of the omega going hungry so he dragged them to the store and made Jungkook fill the cart.

Between paying his bills and keeping him fed, Jungkook was already falling for the alpha, but he was keeping the relationship strictly on their contract terms. Jimin was taking care of him and Jungkook was a gracious and active participant by accompanying him out and spending evenings on the phone together. 

That night, the omega would be visiting Jimin’s penthouse for the first time and they would be discussing more details of their agreement. The alpha mentioned that he had wanted to keep communication open between them and ensure that both remained happy and fulfilled. 

Jungkook knew that Jimin had concerns about their heat and rut cycles and the potential of the omega exploring other relationships. He was going to make sure that the alpha understood Jungkook’s commitment, knowing that he would want to stay loyal to Jimin even if the money was removed from the relationship. 

The omega would remember their conversation from that night forever, hearing the absolutely sweet declaration from the alpha. Jimin laid out exactly what he wanted from their relationship and made it clear that he would continue to support Jungkook with nothing in return aside from his loyalty. 

Jimin admitted that he was protective and already felt connected to Jungkook’s omega, wanting to be his provider in every way. The alpha’s happiness came from the omega’s safety and comfort, knowing that Jungkook is cared for completely by Jimin. 

He wanted to make sure that Jungkook had clothes that he actually wanted to wear, that he had everything he needed to create his art, that he never felt hungry or tired, that he was safe and supported. 

Jungkook dissolved into tears, allowing the alpha to comfort him through the treacherous emotions. He explained to Jimin that he was desperate for those feelings since leaving Busan and he trusted him to pursue the full relationship. 

It only blossomed from there and Jungkook had never been happier. He had quit the latest part-time hellhole that he was serving at, spending his day painting and creating prints for his newly developed online store. 

More nights were spent at Jimin’s than his own apartment, especially after the alpha turned one of his guest rooms into a makeshift art studio. 

Six months into their arrangement, however, Jungkook was hit with two major waves of anxiety.

One was the fact that his heat was going to hit within the next two weeks. The second was the fact that his favorite jeans were getting a little tight - most of his old jeans actually were quite snug around the hips and waist. 

He immediately chalked it up to his heat cycle, bloating being one of his primary pre-heat symptoms, but deep down, Jungkook knew that he definitely put on a bit of weight. 

Most of it was probably needed considering how underweight he was prior to connecting with Jimin, but the alpha certainly kept him well-fed and up until now, Jungkook didn’t pay it a second thought. 

Deciding that his heat was the more prominent concern, Jungkook called Jimin and asked if he could come over that night to talk through it. He typically went to a heat facility to ride through his cycle with basic care and a few toys and figured that he would be doing the same considering the alpha’s preferences, however, Jimin made him a genuinely enticing offer.

The alpha said that if Jungkook were comfortable with it, Jimin would happily allow him to nest in a guest room or his own bedroom. He would make sure that he is comfortable and fed, willing to provide massages and medication for his cramps while also giving him privacy if he needed to use any toys for more painful waves.

Jimin’s lovely proposition sounded like a dream as Jungkook rarely ever had a sexual partner for his heats as it was. Knowing his chosen alpha would be there to care for him and scent him, Jungkook’s omega demanded that they stay at his penthouse for the entire heat and Jungkook did just that. 

It was by far the best heat of Jungkook’s life. Jimin was perfectly attentive, gently rubbing away all his aches and pains while keeping him hydrated and satiated which turned out to be the only downside of the wonderful experience.

Jungkook’s usual bloating and weight gain from his pre-heat typically melted away after his demanding cycle - burning calories one orgasm at a time. However, where the heat facility gave him water and a few protein shakes over those painful days, Jimin ensured he ate full meals and kept his blood sugar up with pieces of chocolate and granola bites. 

Once he was regrettably back at his apartment, Jungkook pulled out the scale to find that his heat cycle tacked on five pounds which brought his total gain up to seventeen pounds since connecting with Jimin. 

The realization sent Jungkook into a reclusive spiral. He decided that he needed to drop some weight as soon as possible to keep Jimin’s interest which meant dieting and working out for the next month or so while coming up with excuses to not see the alpha. 

Jimin was upset and concerned, wanting answers as to why the omega suddenly was declining his invites to spend the night or get dinner after a long workday. Somehow, Jungkook had not considered that the alpha would interpret the distance as a reaction to his heat. 

The plan dissolved three weeks after his decision to hide away for a bit and work off a few pounds. Hearing Jimin’s choked-up voice through the phone, asking if Jungkook had realized that he couldn’t be happy with the alpha’s lack of sexual desire, would haunt the omega’s nightmares. 

Jungkook immediately caught a taxi to Jimin’s house, needing to comfort his alpha. Jimin opened the door and the omega wanted to fall to his knees, begging for forgiveness. 

The alpha looked like a wreck, dressed in dull pajamas with dark circles under his puffy eyes. He seemed like he was bracing himself for heartbreak at the sight of Jungkook in front of him and the omega had to fix what he had done. 

“Alpha, I’m so sorry,” Jungkook whimpered, wrapping himself around Jimin in hopes of providing comfort. “Please forgive me, I shouldn’t have shut you out.” 

Jimin’s arms enveloped Jungkook, the alpha’s strong scent naturally calming him down. “Jungkookie, you don’t need to apologize for your feelings. I knew this was a possibility - it’s happened before.” 

“No!” Jungkook cried out, tightening his grip on the alpha while hating the fact that Jimin was still trying to console him when he hurt the alpha. “My heat was amazing, hyung. You were perfect. I’ve never felt so safe in my entire life.”

The alpha was clearly confused, but he still kept his hold on the omega. Some of the tension softened as he cradled Jungkook’s head against his shoulder. “Then why, sweetheart? What did I do wrong?” 

Jungkook whimpered at the alpha’s still dejected tone. “Nothing, alpha, please believe me. It was me. I got freaked out and I made a stupid decision.” 

“Freaked out about what?” 

The omega sighed and braced himself for the embarrassing confession. “I…um, I realized that I’ve gained some weight.” 

“Okay?” Jimin replied slowly, waiting for more. 

When it didn’t come, the alpha continued, “That’s it? You were going to call this off because, what…you thought I would be upset over you gaining a couple pounds?”

“I mean, it’s more than a couple.” 

“Jungkook,” Jimin said firmly, almost scolding with his tone. 

Jungkook sensed the alpha’s frustration and hearing Jimin question it that way made him think about how ridiculous his plan had been. 

“Honestly, I don’t ever want to call this off. I just…ugh, I can’t believe I actually thought this was a good idea, but I was going to try to lose most of the weight for the next couple weeks so you didn’t lose interest in me and then you know, go back to our normal stuff.” 

Jimin pulled back and cupped Jungkook’s cheeks, looking at him with a mix of exasperation, pain, and endearment. 

“Please never do that to me ever again. I need you to talk to me. The past three weeks were horrible and the idea that you spent it thinking you needed to lose weight for me makes it even worse. Ggukie, you are so beautiful, and how much you weigh will never change that. I…this is not how I planned to do this, but I need to tell you.”

Jungkook braced himself, expecting a speech from Jimin about taking care of himself and stopping his constant overthinking. However, he was shocked by the alpha pulling him in closer to rest his forehead against the omega’s while he spoke from the heart. 

“I love you so much, Jungkook. I was heartbroken at the thought of you leaving me. I’ve barely gotten out of bed this week because I’ve felt terrible without you. I don’t want us to stay together because of money, I want to properly court you and hopefully become your alpha one day.” 

Jungkook whimpered, overcome with various emotions. His omega was torn between celebrating his alpha’s love confession and breaking down in tears at the thought of causing Jimin’s pain. 

“I love you too, Jimin. I hope you can forgive me. Having you as a mate would be the best thing that could ever happen to me.” 

Jimin closed the small gap between them for a lingering kiss, the most intense they had ever shared. There had been gentle pecks in the past as the alpha explained that he was comfortable with kisses as long as the saliva and tongue were limited, but Jungkook felt the emotion behind this one deeper than ever before. 

“Of course, I forgive you. I’m more relieved than anything. I missed you so much, sweetheart.” 

“I missed you too, hyung. My omega was begging me to stop, but I was just so caught up in my head that I let the insecurities get the best of me,” Jungkook replied, trying to make his point clear that Jimin had done absolutely nothing wrong. 

Jimin took a quiet moment to think something over before he said, “How about we go build a nest together? I want to hold you for a little while.” 

Jungkook couldn’t help but smile, the room filling with their shared scents. “That sounds amazing, alpha.” 

—

Their relationship blossomed from that day on. When Jimin said he was going to traditionally court the omega, he meant it. Jungkook had never been so spoiled in all his life. 

The alpha had decided that it was obvious for Jungkook to move in with him once his lease was up - overjoyed to finally get his omega out of his tiny, overpriced apartment. 

Jimin did a full overhaul of the art space his alpha had put together in the penthouse, letting Jungkook select every detail of his studio with a professional interior designer. 

Jimin cleared out an entire side of the master suite’s walk-in closet only to fill it back up with a new wardrobe for the omega. 

Jungkook was grateful for the alpha allowing him to choose his preference on most items because he now had options for fancy date nights but also outfits that could be covered in paint during a day in his studio. 

The only factor of the alpha’s courting that Jungkook was trying to come to terms with was the continued effects on his weight. Jimin had the pantry stocked with every snack the omega had ever mentioned liking and the alpha ensured that Jungkook never missed a meal again. 

Between Jungkook’s already decent appetite and Jimin’s consistent praise whenever he ate well, it was expected for the omega to continue his gain rather than lose it as he planned. 

Sometimes, he was grateful for Jimin’s consistent push to spoil him because it was helpful to have new clothes that fit him better as he filled out more. 

However, the omega would also admit that Jimin was slowly chipping away at his insecurities. 

Not a day went by without the alpha telling him how beautiful he was and how much he loved him. He never shied away from wrapping Jungkook in his tight embrace and holding him close in a warm bath or their shared nest. 

Jimin always offered for Jungkook to accompany him on his morning runs, but it was a gesture of quality time rather than implying he needed the exercise. The alpha never once shamed him for saying no and simply suggested they share a shower when he returned from the solo run.

The alpha helped him find an omega-only yoga class near their building that was welcoming and fun when Jungkook mentioned wanting to find something to help him get out and stay active. 

If Jungkook ever fell into a rough headspace or had a bad day, Jimin would ask what he needed - happy to give him time alone with parting words of love or ready to hold him close until the omega felt ready to leave their nest. 

After a year together, three months into Jimin’s courtship, Jungkook had officially gained twenty-five pounds. His hips and thighs filled out little by little and his cheeks had become more cherubic similar to how they were in his youth. 

The pooch below his belly button, once just slight evidence of his womb, was now a bit plumper - love handles developing on his sides that jutted out from his still trim waist. 

His alpha’s hands were on his body more often than not, gently tracing his curves and praising his beauty. It was harder to question himself when Jimin made him feel so treasured.  

Just when Jungook was coming around to his softer tummy and curvier hips, though, he suffered a mental setback. 

Jimin wanted to take him home to Busan so his parents could meet his future omega and it only seemed right to introduce his alpha to his family as well, even if Jungkook didn’t particularly care what his parents thought of Jimin - they were never going to change his mind.

After meeting his alpha’s parents, it was obvious to Jungkook where Jimin’s kind personality and tender heart came from. 

Jimin’s alpha mother had infused every bit of her protective nature into her son while his omega mother clearly had a close relationship with her son, constantly praising everything the alpha discussed and scenting her son with loving hugs any chance she got. 

Jimin’s omega mother complimented Jungkook throughout their entire stay at the Park residence, telling him how beautiful he was and that he was a perfect match for their son. 

Jungkook always felt appreciated by Jimin’s praise, but something about the words coming from a maternal omega was bolstering his confidence.

While the house was overflowing with compliments in all directions, his future mate’s alpha mother pulled him aside to make sure her son was taking care of him properly. She demanded that Jungkook check in with them regularly and encouraged him to be honest if there was ever something Jimin did that he didn’t like. 

Jungkook truly had never felt so loved and was certain that Jimin’s parents would become his own once their mating was finalized, already treating him as if he was their son. 

They also had the same mindset around feeding him that his alpha held, spending the entire week being stuffed to the brim at their home between the incredible homemade meals and delicious pastries from one of their many bakeries. 

Jimin’s omega mother and a few family friends that Jungkook had been introduced to all indulged in the sweet spread during their trip, encouraging the omega to do the same. He noticed their similar curvy figures and found happiness in fitting with the image of a healthy mate. 

That, unfortunately, was where the happiness of their trip ended. On that Sunday afternoon, the couple made their way from the Park estate to the Jeon’s home and received a completely different welcome. 

Jungkook’s alpha father wanted to discuss money from the jump yet seemed annoyed by his future son-in-law’s successful career at the same time, almost envious of the young alpha. 

His omega mother, on the other hand, held strong on her judgmental treatment of Jungkook while making uncomfortable, almost flirtatious comments toward Jimin. 

While Jimin spoke to his father in the living room, Jungkook’s mother cornered him in the kitchen and started her typical barrage on the omega’s life choices and appearance within hours of their arriving. 

“So, how is the whole art thing treating you?” she asked snarkily, always hoping that her son would admit his failure in his career choice just to gloat about being right. 

Jungkook was not deterred by her implication and genuinely smiled. 

“It’s going really well. Jimin helped me build a nice studio at home and I have an online store where I’ve been selling my paintings and prints. My sales have been going up lately so I’ve been thinking of outsourcing the printing to keep up with my orders.” 

“Hmm, well isn’t that nice, dear? Glad to see it wasn’t a waste of our money after all,” his mother responded, sounding disinterested as she decided what to go after next. Not bothering to even spare a glance at her son. 

Jungkook fought the urge to roll his eyes, knowing fully well that they hadn’t contributed a dime to his education as he earned a full scholarship to Seoul Arts. He knew more was coming so he put his focus into brewing his and Jimin’s tea while hoping that the alphas came in soon. 

A minute of silence passed and Jungkook honestly thought he was about to get off easy when he felt a sharp pinch to the soft skin above his hip. He flinched and stepped away, snapping his head toward his mother who had a disapproving smirk on her face. 

“Someone’s getting a bit fat.” 

Her voice was even sharper than her pinch, looking almost pleased that she found something to latch onto. Before Jungkook could even figure out what to say, she powered on. 

“You know, just because this alpha is courting you doesn’t mean you can just let yourself go. He’s young, rich, and handsome - he could trade you in tomorrow and here you are packing on the pounds as if you have something to offer him besides your looks.” 

A furious growl reverberated through the house as Jimin entered the kitchen looking as though he was barely containing his alpha below the surface. Jungkook had never seen true anger on his alpha’s face before and was shocked to hear the absolutely feral sound from deep within Jimin’s chest. 

The shocking sound was the only reason Jungkook hadn’t dissolved into tears from his mother’s slicing comments. 

Comforting bourbon and cedarwood filled Jungkook’s senses, suddenly found his alpha’s strong body physically shielding him from his mother. 

The omega placed a gentle hand on Jimin’s lower back, hoping to provide a returned feeling of security to keep the alpha from tearing his mother apart, although it was deserved. 

“How dare you speak to my mate that way; he is your child, you nasty woman,” Jimin spat out, his voice deeper than Jungkook had ever heard it. “And you couldn’t be more wrong. His beauty is an added bonus to his heart and soul. Jungkook is the only omega for me; he is everything.”

Jungkook instinctively gripped the alpha’s shirt tighter as tried to pump his own calming pheromones into the room while fighting off much different tears than before. 

If anything, he was ready to offer his neck for a mating bite to Jimin who jumped to defend him without question - loudly proclaiming his love for his omega. 

It seemed as though his mother realized not to push Jimin who looked like one more word would send him over the edge. His chest was heaving with panting breaths, only grounded by his omega’s touch and warm scent. 

Making a sudden decision, Jimin spun around and every trace of disgust dropped from his face as he cupped Jungkook’s cheeks with a tender touch. 

“Why don’t we grab our bags and head home, sweetheart? I’m not going to let them treat you this way.” 

Jungkook finally let a few tears fall as he nodded in agreement, overwhelmed with the pure love and care radiating from his alpha. The subtle motion was all Jimin needed to take his hand and lead them to the guest room where they had dropped their bags, trying to block out the hushed whispers between Jungkook’s parents in the kitchen - most likely his father scolding his mother for burning their bridge, not with their son but with his future alpha’s bank account. 

The moment they stepped inside the quiet bedroom, Jimin had his arms around Jungkook in a soothing yet tight embrace. He dropped kiss after kiss onto the omega’s neck and jaw before finally whispering, “I meant every word I said, you are everything to me, Jungkook - everything.” 

“I love you so much, Jimin,” Jungkook replied softly, his face securely tucked into the alpha’s neck to surround himself with his comforting scent. 

“Let’s go home, my love.” 

—

His mother’s cutting words consumed him for the following weeks no matter how many compliments were rained on him by Jimin. 

Every pass by the mirror and each rumble of hunger had the moment on replay in his mind. 

Jungkook could physically feel the hard squeeze of her fingernails against his skin while the insults sat heavily on his chest. 

“Someone’s getting a bit fat.” 

“Let yourself go.”

“Packing on the pounds.”

Jungkook knew that Jimin was worried about him, but the omega just couldn’t shake the insecurity that was plaguing him every day. 

His art started to reflect his downtrodden mood and his clothing started to drown his frame, choosing oversized hoodies and baggy t-shirts even during the night. He started to lose weight, not in a healthy way but in response to the burden of his emotions. 

Jungkook became nauseous at the thought of eating once his mother’s words started spinning around in his head, often taking small bites to appease Jimin who looked afraid that the omega was going to fall apart at any moment which was partially true. 

Jungkook knew he was masking the real pain from the rocky relationship with his mother by fixating on her discussion about his weight. There were far more moments that hurt him as the memories flooded his mind each time he thought about their conversation. 

She always had an obsession with having the perfect appearance. Jungkook always needed to be perfect for her and in his childhood, he had been convinced that he would never achieve that. There was something to fix or change or do that had to be better for her and no matter what he did, it was never right.

His emotions had always been her plaything - something to attack so she would feel better about herself and it seemed that Jungkook and his omega were finally taking time to recognize that. 

Jimin knew Jungkook was strong and believed that his mate needed time to process the turmoil the omega’s mother had opened up about during their visit, but as more time passed, Jimin felt worse and worse. 

He also became aware that Jungkook’s weight was no longer at the core of the issue, possibly never having been the true concern. 

Jimin’s love and praise were enough to fight off the little moments of insecurity that popped up before their Busan visit, but the alpha couldn’t seem to touch this profound burden.

This was a deeply emotional matter that clearly stretched back to Jungkook’s childhood considering that the omega warned Jimin to expect snide comments and direct judgment from his mother. 

The alpha was desperate to help his future mate heal the hurt his own mother had caused so Jimin finally did the only thing he could think would help. He called his parents, wanting guidance and support - absolutely the right decision as both his mothers were in Seoul by the next morning. 

Jimin and his alpha mother had both taken off work, leaving the family business in the hands of trusted colleagues until further notice. 

His mothers told him that they had no intention of leaving Seoul until both of their children were happy and healthy, instantly accepting Jungkook as a full member of the family even without their official mating.

Allowing Jungkook a late morning, Jimin left their nest to welcome his parents and receive some of their comfort for himself. 

His alpha mother immediately moved to the kitchen after greeting him so she could start preparing breakfast while Jimin’s omega mother simply held her son in a tight embrace, scenting him softly and whispering promises that everything would work out fine. 

With both of them working on morning preparations, Jimin crawled back into their bed to rouse his mate. He trailed a gentle hand across Jungkook’s back and placed tender kisses across the omega’s shoulders. 

A little whine made Jimin smile, listening to the other maneuver through his half-asleep state. Jungkook eventually rolled over, his eyes growing in confused surprise to see his alpha hovering above him. 

“Hyung? Why are you still home? Are you sick?” Jungkook asked groggily, looking over at the clock on the nightstand twice to confirm that it was well past Jimin’s typical departure for the office. 

Jimin, knowing that it was a bold decision, snuck one hand under Jungkook’s shirt and placed it flat against his omega’s soft tummy. Trying his best to ignore the tense reaction, the alpha laid a sweet kiss on Jungkook’s lips and started a soothing motion with his fingers. 

“I took the day off. My parents decided to come up for a visit; they are in the kitchen making breakfast right now actually,” Jimin responded, keeping his tone light and casual. 

Jungkook stared at the alpha in shock, unmoving and only growing tenser. Jimin was waiting for some sort of anxious reaction as he continued his caress of the omega’s midsection. 

Suddenly, the omega’s scent sweetened a bit and his body relaxed back into the bed. Jungkook actually gave Jimin a soft smile which nearly brought the alpha to tears. 

“Thank you,” Jungkook whispered, sniffling quietly as he brought his arms around Jimin to pull him closer. 

Within moments of Jimin’s explanation, he realized that his alpha had called in support for them - something he had never been granted before.

Jimin wrapped one hand around his back while the other cradled Jungkook’s neck, his thumb running gently over the space where his mating mark would proudly sit one day. He placed his lips on Jungkook’s forehead and held them there for a bit. 

Eventually, Jimin responded, “All I want is for you to be happy, sweetheart. For you to know how much you are loved.” 

Jungkook let a few tears fall, knowing his alpha would catch them. He let himself drown in Jimin’s comforting scent while riding through the various emotions. 

Of all his wonderful memories with Jimin, that one would remain near the top for most profound because it was such a simple moment that changed the course of his life. 

Looking back, Jungkook realized that was the moment he allowed himself to start grieving the last little frays of the relationship with his mother. This was the point he saw Jimin’s parents fully as his own and accepted that family was chosen - the Parks being his choice every time. 

Jimin gently eased him out of bed, encouraging him to do his full morning routine and reset himself in a way after ignoring all elements of self-care for nearly a month. His alpha graciously gave him time to process alone with the excuse of going to help his mothers in the kitchen. 

Feeling clean and rejuvenated, Jungkook truly looked at himself in the mirror for the first time since returning from Busan two months ago. He felt that familiar disappointment as he lifted his shirt, however, for a much different reason this time. 

The omega clearly lost weight and Jungkook assumed that would bring a smile to his face after wanting it for months. Yet, he realized that his body looked and felt completely wrong in his reflection. 

With that added weight, Jungkook had a warm glow to his skin and an enticing curve to his waist and hips. There was now a dullness to his pale skin, almost sickly, and his body lacked any sort of shape. 

All of Jimin’s comments and praises came flooding back and Jungkook finally realized how right his alpha had been after losing the figure he once despised. Every mention of his body being beautiful and healthy had been completely true and Jungkook wanted it back. 

Pulling on one of Jimin’s sweaters and finding his slippers, Jungkook left the bedroom and made his way to the kitchen which held delicious smells and quiet voices. 

Before he could even cross the kitchen threshold, Jungkook found himself in Jimin’s omega mother’s arms. She scented him without question and rocked them gently side-to-side, petting his hair and radiating calm, loving energy. 

“Hello darling, it’s so good to see you. We missed you,” she whispered into his ear, keeping her embrace around him. 

“I missed you too, Mrs. Park,” Jungkook replied, feeling grateful for his warm, motherly love. 

She leaned back and brought one hand to his cheek, shaking her head. “Mrs. Park? Don’t be silly, call me Eomma, dear.” 

Jungkook froze, overcome with emotions. He never had an ‘Eomma’ before, always being told to call his parents mother and father. 

On top of the already overwhelming moment, Jungkook let the word ‘dear’ run through his head - never heard it used so sweetly and genuinely in his direction before. His mother always called him dear, but it almost felt derogatory with the way she used it. 

Gentle fingers wiped away his tears, bringing Jungkooks focus back to his alpha’s mother in front of him. He simply nodded, letting out a wet laugh, and repeated, “Eomma.” 

Jungkook heard Jimin sniffle, sounding just as affected by the adorable scene while Jimin’s alpha mother walked over and placed her hand on his back. 

“Alright, let me get in on this,” she said, making the others chuckle. She pulled Jungkook into her arms, holding him similarly to how her mate had just hugged him. “You better not try Mrs. Park on me; I only respond to Mom, got it?”

Another laugh drew from Jungkook’s chest, happy tears still running down his cheeks in tandem. He nodded again, returning the alpha’s fierce embrace. “Got it, Mom.” 

She pulled back with a warm smile and tapped him under the chin affectionately. “We love you and we feel so grateful to have another son, especially one who loves our Jimin. Please don’t ever forget that.” 

Jungkook couldn’t stop the tears after that, hunching over slightly into her shoulder as his chest heaved with emotion. 

His alpha’s scent suddenly wrapped around him and Jungkook felt himself being transferred into Jimin’s strong arms. He pulled the alpha closer, putting his nose directly into Jimin’s neck and fully releasing cathartic sobs in response to the outpouring of pure love from Jimin and his parents. 

They eventually helped him calm down and the four of them enjoyed a filling breakfast on their balcony. Jimin sat with one hand on Jungkook’s thigh the entire time, feeding him occasional bites when the omega got caught up in conversation with his mothers.

It was easily the most he had eaten in weeks and it was the most Jimin had seen him smile since they left Busan. The alpha finally felt like there was a light back in Jungkook’s eyes, everyone healing little by little from the unfortunate experience. 

Jimin’s parents stayed for the next week - cooking meals, offering hugs, and supporting both Jimin and Jungkook through whatever emotions may have come. 

The four searched together for a good omega therapist in Seoul, Jungkook feeling like it was something he could handle with his family as a pillar of strength. 

It took time for him to process the interaction in Busan, let alone his childhood, but Jimin never once let him go through it alone. Whatever he needed, Jungkook had it without question.

Over time, Jungkook started to learn that the perfection his mother was insistent on creating didn’t exist. If was never about that at all, it was simply her causing him pain. He had come to realize that it may never happen and the omega set out to just enjoy his life.

—

Two years later, there had been many changes. 

The couple was officially mates, having a beautiful ceremony in Busan. Jungkook had filled out once again, gaining back what he had lost and a little more as Jimin’s pampering never ceased after their courtship ended. 

Jimin had fully taken on the top leadership role of the family company; his alpha mother decided to retire and travel with her mate. Jungkook’s art store had gone a bit viral from a series he did on healing his inner child, leading him to open a physical storefront where he sold his prints and originals. 

The biggest change by far was the one currently in progress. Children had been a big discussion for them - Jungkook needed to heal himself before even considering being a parent while Jimin had always feared the discussion with his future mate.

After a difficult discussion, Jungkook ensured Jimin that he would never force his alpha to do something that would make him uncomfortable. The alpha promised he would put whatever money they needed into making a family and they found a welcome solution.

Jungkook admitted that he would obviously love any child they adopted, but a small part of him truly wanted to experience pregnancy - a purely omegan desire. 

Jimin told him he understood, his own alpha wanting to provide a child for his mate even though both he and his wolf were completely put off by full intercourse.

With the help of Jimin’s parents, they found a professional in Seoul who did full extraction-based in vitro fertilization - meaning Jimin would not have to endure anything that was sexual in nature and it was completely safe for Jungkook to experience. 

Their first round was successful and Jungkook was pregnant a year later. And the omega was absolutely cherished. 

Jimin’s parents, somehow, spoiled him even more than his alpha. Constantly visiting with food and gifts for both him and their baby. 

His omega mother praised Jungkoook for how well he was carrying and how beautiful he was. Even Jungkook would admit that his pregnancy glow was pretty incredible.

The weight gain, of course, continued throughout his pregnancy, but now, Jungkook took it in stride. Loving his body and feeling confident in the changes, especially with how much his alpha loved on him.

The birth went smoothly for him and the mates were home with their daughter. Jungkook was grateful every day for Jimin but even more so with the alpha’s care for him and their pup like right now.

Jungkook was in his nest, relaxing after Minji’s bedtime feeding. He watched as Jimin paced back and forth across their bedroom with her cradled to his chest, lulling her to sleep. 

Unable to keep it to himself as the feeling warmed his heart, Jungkook said, “I love you.” 

The alpha halted mid-step, turning to look at his omega with a soft smile on his face - almost looking a little emotional from the words he had heard so many times before. 

“I cannot put into words how much I love you, Jungkook.”

Jimin brought Minji to the little bassinet on the omega’s side of the bed, laying her down and ensuring she stayed asleep before crawling into the nest and joining his mate.

As the alpha’s hand moved over the omega’s soft middle, pregnancy still completely evident as his rounded belly healed, Jungkook was struck by how incredible he felt. He thought back to all those moments when he cringed from his alpha’s touch and almost completely ran from him over the state of his body. 

Now, the insecurities were tucked away in the back of his mind, nearly non-existent. They were there to remind him of how beautiful his relationship was and the way Jimin loved him. 

Jungkook was actually quite proud of his body now, especially after having brought life into the world. He had built himself a new family and found happiness in his life which he never expected to have in the past. 

The feeling of Jimin’s lips on his jaw and his alpha’s gentle caress of his belly brought him out of his thought, smiling up at his mate with a loving gaze. 

“How are you doing? Any pain? Are you comfortable?” Jimin asked in a hushed whisper, just as he had done multiple times a day since their daughter was born. 

Jungkook pulled him closer for a full, lingering kiss. He looked into Jimin’s eyes for a quiet moment, trying to convey his immense amount of love for him. 

“I’m perfect, alpha, absolutely perfect.”

[omegaminie]

love contract - jikook office a/b/o au

Summary:

To become the new CEO of Park Cosmetics, Omega Jimin must have a husband and create an heir.

After a one night stand with his Alpha assistant Jungkook, he decides to marry the Alpha and have his child.

[disaster-j]

mpreg Buck poll no.2

[comfortjoonie]

MOONCHILD: THE JOURNEY CHAPTER TWO

ok so i've officially decided to make Namjoon's pregnancy a series! here's chapter one: chapter one

I hope you guys enjoy!!

TW: Pregnancy, hospitals, emeto

The whole car ride, Namjoon is silent and far too pale.  He’s holding his stomach with his head resting against the window.  Yoongi’s hand is on his shoulder, telling him how much longer it’ll be until they’re at the hospital every few minutes.  When they pull up in the parking lot, Yoongi has to help his husband out of the car and into the waiting room where he sits down.  Yoongi checks him in, and only five minutes later they’re given a private room and told the doctor will be in shortly.

Namjoon looks exhausted in his hospital bed.  The fatigue is no joke during his first trimester, and all the vomiting makes it worse.

A male doctor walks in with a bright smile at the two of them.  “What brings you here today?” he asks.

“It’s my husband,” Yoongi says.  “He’s nine weeks pregnant now and he’s just been vomiting every day.”

“Alright.  So morning sickness is pretty typical for pregnancy,” the doctor says.

“He’s been sick all day, every day,” Yoongi says.  “It’s more than just morning sickness.”

“Namjoon, how bad would you say the nausea is when you’re not vomiting?” the doctor asks.

“Bad,” Namjoon says.

“He’s been losing a lot of weight.  He hasn’t been able to work out at all,” Yoongi says.

“It sounds like hyperemesis to me.  I can give you some medication and if you’d like, we can keep him here today for IV fluids.  But I believe that the medication will bring him enough comfort to drink and eat.  Besides that, I’d just try to wait the sickness out until the second trimester starts.”  The doctor smiles.  “Would you like to stay and have fluids today?”

Namjoon shakes his head before Yoongi can say anything.  “No, thank you.  I’d like to go home.”

“Great.  I’ll get some medicine from the pharmacy, then.”  The doctor leaves, and Namjoon sighs.

“Namjoonie, why would you refuse?”

“Hyung, I hate hospitals.  I don’t want to stay here any longer.  The medicine should help, anyways, right?”  Namjoon asks.

“I…yes, Joonie, but I’m still worried about you.  I know I wasn’t born with the ability to carry and I don’t know much about pregnancy, but this really doesn’t seem normal to me.”

“It’ll all work out in the end, hyung,” Namjoon says, but he doesn’t sound so sure.  The doctor returns with two boxes of medicine.

“I’ll give you one of these now.  Just take one whenever you start to feel like you might be sick.  Put it under your tongue and let it dissolve.”  Namjoon sighs in relief.  He’s been terrible at swallowing pills this pregnancy.  It makes him so much more nauseous.  A tablet like this is much better.  “Now, I don’t recommend taking these first thing in the morning.  They probably won’t be able to stop morning sickness, but later in the day, like after lunch, you can start taking them,” the doctor instructs.

“Thank you,” Yoongi says, grabbing the boxes bowing to him.

“No problem.  If this continues, talk to your regular doctor and see what she can do to help.  You’re free to go home now.”

—-------

When Namjoon and Yoongi arrive at the dorms, the others are waiting by the front door for them.  Namjoon brushes past them and goes to his room.  He still feels nauseous, but not like he’s going to throw up instantly.

“What happened, hyung?” Hoseok asks while Yoongi sets down his stuff.  Yoongi said he wouldn’t tell the others, but he’s having a hard time lying to them.

“We went to the hospital.  Joon hasn’t been able to keep barely anything down these past couple of days.”

“Oh, no.  Poor Joonie,” Jimin says softly.

“The doctor gave us some medicine, but I’m not sure it’ll work.  I think for today I’ll just let him rest.  What time is the photoshoot tomorrow?”

“10 AM,” Jin says.  “Do you think he can make it?”

“I’ll talk to him in the morning,” Yoongi says.  “He’ll probably want to push through, but I’m not sure that it’s what’s best.  His hiatus is announced tomorrow, so it’s not that big of a deal if he misses the photoshoot.”

“We don’t want to leave him here all by himself, though, do we?” Jin asks, and Yoongi sighs.

“I don’t know.  I mean, the fans don’t know anything yet.  They don’t even know Namjoon and I are married.  They didn’t even know we started dating five years ago.  So it’s not like I can stay back with him.  They’d get suspicious if two of us were missing again.”  Yoongi sighs.  “We’ll just take this one step at a time.  For now, we should have lunch.”

All the members nod and resume whatever they were doing before they realized Namjoon and Yoongi were gone – Jungkook and Taehyung playing a video game, Jin cooking lunch, and Hoseok and Jimin reading books on the chairs.

Yoongi goes to his and Namjoon’s room to check on the younger.  Namjoon is curled up on his side of the bed, looking way better than before but still a little pale.

“How are you feeling, Joonie?” Yoongi asks.

“A little better,” Namjoon responds.  Yoongi gives Namjoon a kiss on the forehead.

“You look better than before, honey.  Your face isn’t so pale.”  Namjoon nods a little.

“I still feel a little nauseous.  Just not like I’m going to throw up anymore.”

“That’s better.  Seokjin-hyung is making lunch for us.  He’s almost done.  Are you gonna come out or do you want me to bring the food in here for you?”

“I’ll come out.  I don’t want anyone to be worried,” Namjoon says.

“Do you need help standing up?” Yoongi asks.

Namjoon stands up by himself in response.  Together, the two of them walk back to the dining room, where Seokjin is putting out the bowls of soup.  Namjoon’s nose wrinkles at the smell.

He sits down and takes a bite.  As always, Seokjin’s cooking is delicious.  “Thank you, hyung,” he says, and Seokjin smiles back at him.

A conversation starts between the six members that aren’t Namjoon, and he listens attentively as he eats his soup more.  He hadn’t realized how hungry he was, and he eats it all too fast before it starts to hurt his stomach.  It cramps, and he hisses and grimaces.  “Hyung?” Jungkook asks.  “Everything okay?”

“It’s fine – my stomach is just bothering me,” he responds, putting a hand over the small bump.

“Do you need to throw up?” Seokjin asks.  He’s seen plenty of Namjoon being sick these past weeks, and he’s ready to take the younger to the bathroom at any time necessary.

“No.  It’s fine.”

“We heard you had to go to the hospital, Joonie.  Are you feeling a little better now?” Hoseok asks.  Yoongi curses under his breath.  He’d forgotten to tell the others not to tell Namjoon they knew about the hospital.

“You told them?” Namjoon asks his husband, betrayal in his eyes.

“I…had to, Joonie.  I wasn’t going to lie to them.”

“I hate you!” Namjoon shouts, getting up and leaving the table.  Yoongi sighs.  He knows Namjoon doesn’t mean it.  It’s just the hormones.  But he still hates making his husband feel upset.

Namjoon already has tears in his eyes as he’s running back to the bedroom, but he doesn’t pay attention to the clothes that Jungkook left on the ground in the hallway.  Before he can get around them, he slips, twisting his ankle harshly.  He hears a loud cracking sound and cries out in pain, silently wishing for Yoongi to come help him up.  He already feels terrible for lashing out.  The pain shoots up his leg.  It’s worse than the last time he sprained his ankle.  He pulls up his pant leg and nearly vomits at the sight.  His ankle is twisted to the side and already swelling up.  He wants Yoongi.  The pain is just getting worse by the second.  He can’t walk all the way back down the stairs and to the dining room now.  Then he realizes Yoongi probably doesn’t even want to talk to him right now.  He drags himself to their bedroom and is able to get on the bed through the pain.

Yoongi feels awful.  He knows he shouldn’t have said anything.  But he couldn’t lie to his members.  Not even for Namjoon.  He needs to go check on him.

“I’m gonna go check on Namjoonie,” Yoongi says, standing up.  He walks up the stairs and avoids Jungkook’s clothes on the ground.  The door to their bedroom is wide open and he can instantly tell something is wrong.  Namjoon is lying on the bed, breathing heavily.  He’s in pain.  “Joon?” Yoongi asks softly.

“I’m sorry,” Namjoon cries.  “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s ok, Joonie.  I know it’s just the hormones.  What’s wrong?”  Namjoon points down to his left ankle.  Yoongi gasps.  “Joonie, we need to go to the hospital.”  Namjoon’s ankle is misshapen, swollen, and bruised.  Namjoon shakes his head.

Jungkook appears in the doorway.  “I heard Namjoon crying.  What’s wrong?” he asks, then sees Namjoon’s ankle.  “Oh, crap.  Hyung, we need to get him to the hospital,” he says.

“Can you carry him?”

“On my back?  I don’t want to press against his stomach too much.  I don’t want to hurt the baby,” Jungkook says.

“It’ll be fine,” Yoongi says.  Jungkook comes over to the bed and stands in front of it, Yoongi lifting Namjoon onto the maknae’s back.

“I’m going to go slowly, hyung,” Jungkook says, holding Namjoon’s legs.  He walks down the stairs as carefully as possible, Yoongi following him.  They pass through the dining room, and Seokjin stands up.

“What’s going on?”

“He broke his ankle,” Yoongi says. “We’re going to the emergency room.”

“I’ll come,” Seokjin says, starting to follow them.

“Let me come, too,” Jimin says.

“Sorry, Jiminie.  Only three visitors at a time are allowed.

With that, the four leave and go to Jungkook’s car.  Yoongi and Namjoon sit in the back, Namjoon resting his foot on the older’s lap.  Jungkook speeds through several red lights to get to the hospital.  Every bump jolts Namjoon’s ankle and sends a sharp pain through it.  As soon as they pull up, Seokjin runs into the ER and comes back with a wheelchair and a nurse, who helps Namjoon into it.

Namjoon tries not to pass out from the pain as they wheel him into a room and lift him onto the bed.  Getting into the X-ray machine is hard on Namjoon.  But he does it.  When they get back into the room, he feels badly nauseous again.

“Hyung…” Namjoon says.

“What?” Yoongi and Seokjin say in unison.

“I need a bag…” Yoongi quickly grabs an emesis bag and hands it to Namjoon, who starts throwing up harshly.  Yoongi rubs his back.

“It’s okay, Joonie.  You’re okay,” he says comfortingly.  “You’re gonna be ok.”  Namjoon hands the bag to Yoongi when he’s done, who ties it off and brings it out to throw it away.  When he comes back in, the female doctor is already there.

“Namjoon has a very seriously broken ankle.”  Yoongi presses his lips together.  “When was the last time he ate?”

“Just 30 minutes ago.  But he just threw up.”

“And he’s how far along?”

“Nine weeks.”

“I hate to inform you of this, but if Namjoon wants to dance again…”

Yoongi’s heart pounds.

“He needs surgery.”

[sickybubbies]

A/n: lil drabble since i’m a sucker for mpreg and sope ahahaha 

I think my writing has improved? Please let me know if it has/hasn’t! 

Tw: slightly graphic depiction of vomit, male pregnancy 

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Yoongi hums to himself, absentmindedly as he rubs the sleep out of his eyes. His fingers wring around Hoseok’s, giving them a generous squeeze while he’s at it and bringing it up to his pouty, pink lips. He purses them, a bit retaliated as it colides with the medicinal tape wrapped over the top of his hand. “My poor baby..” He coos and yawns again. 

It isn’t his fault that they’re camped out in the dim, plain and bleak hospital room and Yoongi had no right to complain. In fact, they were there for good reasons. Hoseok was finally in labor, the two just hours away from greeting their miracle baby that the two desperately hoped and prayed for.  The man shook off the slumber that’s threatening to overtake him, replacing it with some comforting and doting actions instead. Yoongi leans down, his lips pressing into the baby bump whilst his hand cups under it. “So proud of you.” He whispers, feeling it tense and contract from under the hospital gown. 

It makes Hoseok stir, a small groan escaping from his lips as his eyes begin to flicker open. His head is fogged, he can’t register anything but a familiar pain that gradually intensifies. Instantly, his eyes dart for Yoongi and squint in a helpless, sad manner. Yoongi is quick to console. “Hey, hey bug, it’s okay” His voice is calm, smooth and velvety while Hoseok reaches for him.  Arms are strung around shoulders, Hoseok pressing his cheek firmly into Yoongi’s bicep as he squeezes him with a whimper. “I-It’s happening again..”  Yoongi lifts his head, whilst propping his chin against the younger’s matted hair his eyes steer over to the machine a couple inches away from the hospital bed. Gridded paper is scratching out in steady beats, stiff peaks forming along the chart and measuring the contraction from the belt strapped to Hoseok’s engorged belly. “I know, I see it” He assures his boyfriend, pulling him closer and rubbing gently along his spine. “You’re okay, deep breaths, Count to 10 with me” 

“1..owww!” Hoseok cries, his stomach seizing more. He pants, heavy and laboured against Yoongi’s support. “Agh fuck, fuck!” He hides his face into his boyfriend’s chest, muffling the pained profanities as the fiery sensation soars across his stomach and makes it spasm. His belly grumbles lowly, breaking into a thin layer of sweat as he feels nausea coil around his insides because of all the discomfort.  “I’ve got you, jeez Hobi, I thought it couldn’t get any worse than the last one you had.” Yoongi spurts aimlessly, holding his lover in his arms and cringing at the sounds his laboring boyfriend was projecting. He cares less about dignity, pulling apart the curtains of behind his gown and begins to rub circles into Hoseok’s bare back going as low as where his rear begins. “There’s still ice, do you want any ice, love?” He offers. 

Ice does seem like it would sooth Hoseok’s stomach, if he wasn’t met with a splurge of acid when he burps silently. The nausea hits him like a thunderclap, drool threatening to spill out of his mouth. He shakes his head. “I’m gonna vomit.” He responds thickly.  Yoongi frowns, pulling away from Hoseok as he stays upright and stiff. He reaches for the bowl on the nightstand next to his stool, tucking it under his chin. “Here, get it all in this Hobi.” His fingers splay around the side and bend under the bowl, holding it close for him and sweeping any hair back. 

Hoseok’s face contorts, saliva layering his tongue. “H’Argh!-” He belches, vomit spilling into the tub with his head ducking inwards, Yoongi remains rigid, on the inside his heart is clenching. Hoseok looks like he’s had an out-of-body experience in the brief moment, his eyes wide and dazed as it trickles out of his ajar mouth.  “Let it all out, nice and easy” Yoongi interjects, even though it isn’t looking that easy at all. He pats between Hoseok’s shoulder blades, which are riling up for another round. Yoongi watches as his tounge juts past his bottom lip, curling inwards like a shovel and vomit begins to pour out of it alongside a deep gurgle from his throat. “That’s it bug, good job. You’re doing okay”  He stretches for a wad of napkins, they rest against Hoseok’s shoulder as he gets steadied and doesn’t dive into the vomit with how harshly he’s lurching forward. Yoongi was now desensitized because of Hoseok’s morning sickness throughout the pregnancy, he could stand and watch the gore unphased.  “Hrrph!-” Hoseok retches again, more stomach liquid spraying out of him, he’s convinced the contraction is pushing up more than needs to come out towards his esophageous and hopes it stops soon. The vomit tapers into small streams, resorting in his stomach twisting as he dry heaves over the bowl. “Are you done?” Yoongi asks beside him.  “I-I think so..” Hoseok coughs and splutters, choking on a dry heave. He draws in a breath, lungs no longer feeling robbed of it’s function like it was with the vomiting. He feels Yoongi press napkins against his wet, sticky lips, wiping away any residue and starts to lean back into the pillows again.  Yoongi stares at the stomach contents, it’s mostly water and stomach bile that’s been brought up. He can’t wait to give him real food soon, which hopefully wouldn’t make an appearance hereafter. “I’ll go tip this out, how’s the contraction?”  The reciepient nods, leaning into Yoongi as he places a gentle kiss to the crown of his head and twindles some of his hair. “Better,” He hums, arms caving around his baby bump as he watches the older leave to the adjacent bathroom and Hoseok sighs. He anticipated a baby in his arms and no more vomit spells in just a while. 

[ravenesse]

Borrowed Stars — Taejin Fanfic ❤️‍🩹

Summary:

After the raid of an illegal omega brothel, Taehyung is forced to take Seokjin home with him as a mate.

▫️ rated E 🔞

▫️ 40k+ words

▫️ abo, angst, hurt/comfort

[sickiesope]

I haven't done mpreg in forever! This was an old WIP from months ago that I just kept adding to randomly. Enjoy! :)

Unexpected (pt. 1)

Sickie: Jungkook

Caretaker: Taehyung

TW: mpreg, emeto

Jungkook's been finding it harder to get out of bed lately. His alarm goes off at the same time but he's pressing snooze more often. Sometimes his hyungs have to help him get up.

This morning Jungkook wakes up slightly nauseous. He wanted to snooze again so badly but would get scolded. Jungkook drags himself out of bed, contemplating throwing up. But then decided he isn't sick enough and that's not how he wants to start his day.

Jungkook trudges into the kitchen yawning. He crinkles his nose at the smell of breakfast and coffee being made.

Jungkook looks at the meat on the stove and something about it makes his stomach queasy. He gulps and backs away slowly. When Yoongi pours the coffee the sight of it makes him gag and he runs out.

Jungkook bursts into the bathroom while Jimin's brushing his teeth, startling him. "Whoa Kookie, what're you doing?"

Jungkook hastily lifts the toilet seat and pukes in the bowl. Jimin stands there in shock with his toothbrush still in his mouth. He isn't sure what to do as Jungkook retches bent over the toilet.

Taehyung comes in "Kook, Yoongi hyung said you looked sick??"

Jungkook looks up briefly "hyung --" he gags and turns back to vomit again. Jimin leaves the bathroom, giving the couple their space.

"Did you wake up like this?" Taehyung questions, rubbing his shoulder.

"Um, k-kind of" Jungkook stutters. He can't believe what just happened, that came out of nowhere.

"Oh no, I wish you told me earlier baby.." Taehyung naturally worries for his boyfriend. "How do you feel now?"

"I'm...okay now." Jungkook gets up after his stomach calms down. He stares at the mess in confusion. "Hm, that was weird.."

Taehyung expressed concern but Jungkook assured he was fine and that was just a random thing.

Taehyung kept an eye on him and Jungkook did seem better, but still looked a little weary. Jungkook felt like he could fall asleep in his chair when getting his hair done. Then he had another close call during wardrobe fitting. A small wave of nausea came on but he was able to brush it off.

****

4 days later:

The members are getting worried. Jungkook's still randomly throwing up and looking run-down. But of course Jungkook puts on a front that he's fine.

Dance practice feels extra hard and they're only halfway. This constant sickness has him feeling weaker.

"Jungkookie, are you okay?" Hoseok saw him in the mirror holding his stomach.

"Mhm" Jungkook nods and straightens his back. He's fighting waves of nausea and trying to keep his stomach at bay.

They start the music again but Jungkook stops mid song. It got too difficult and Jungkook's hand goes to his mouth and he stumbles to the trash, gagging. Vomit spills out and he's heaving roughly "ughh" JK groans and lurches forward with another retch.

Taehyung rushes to him "Oh no, you're sick again Kookie??"

Jungkook sighs "I guess breakfast just didn't agree with me."

"It hasn't agreed with you all week" Taehyung points out. "Something is clearly wrong here Kook, please talk to me!"

"I don't know, I just.. haven't felt like myself lately" Jungkook sighs. He doesn't want to do this right now.

"I can still go, I feel better now, really!" Jungkook goes right back to his spot. Taehyung looks at him like he's crazy.

Hoseok speaks up "actually, I think we should wrap it up."

Jungkook slumps his shoulders, he wanted to practice longer. "What? Hyung --"

"We still got a good head start today" Hoseok pats Jungkook's shoulder. "But I think you need some more rest." Hoseok knows the maknae can be stubborn when he's sick. Jungkook sighs but nods, accepting the compromise.

****

Jungkook's been extra clingy lately and wants to be with Taehyung at all times. His shoulder is his place to lean on when he's tired or after being sick.

Taehyung desperately wants to figure out Jungkook's illness. It isn't food poisoning and doesn't look like a virus. He couldn't help noticing it mostly happens in the morning. He also noticed the changes in Jungkook's behavior. Taehyung doesn't know forsure but he's getting an idea...

Jungkook vomits in the toilet again and sighs. His breakfast only lasted five minutes in his stomach. "Ughh, what's going on with me??" He's starting to get frustrated.

"Jungkookie" Taehyung has a worried look but also like a slight smile. "Do you think.. you could be pregnant?.."

Jungkook raised his eyebrows. "What? I mean, I don't know.." He thinks and realizes Taehyung might be right. He's been feeling so weird overall.

Jungkook's eyes and smile widen as the results appear. "Hyung, look at this!!"

Taehyung's face is just as excited "you're pregnant!! " Taehyung pulls Jungkook into a bear hug, squeezing him tight.

"Ack -- Tae --" Jungkook gags and turns to the sink

"Oh gosh, I'm sorry Kookie!" Taehyung worries.

"No no, it's okay hyung" Jungkook laughs. He's so ecstatic nothing can stop it. "We're having a baby!"

Taehyung rubs Jungkook's lower stomach and smiles admirably. Jungkook can definitely get used to that sight for the next months.

"So how are we gonna tell the others?"