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“He’s here, Yoongi-hyung!” Namjoon called out from the front entry.
“Alright, I’m coming!” Yoongi took one last deep breath before joining his mate and fellow alpha in greeting their new roommate, Jungkook, who was set to move in that day.
Jungkook was a human, which in South Korea wasn’t rare; humans and wolves existed in harmony with one another, and one of the most prominent power companies was owned by two humans. There was no hierarchy, there were no laws against a person based on what DNA and traits they carried, and aside from a few minor brutality cases here and there - mostly involving an alpha aggressively shoving or hitting a human to get them away from an omega - the police departments rarely ever had any problems between humans and wolves.
Namjoon was overjoyed to have a human living with them, and he made sure to tell Yoongi at every possible opportunity. Yoongi felt his excitement and joined him in feeling those positive emotions, but he was also somewhat apprehensive. Humans were weaker than wolves, and therefore couldn’t defend themselves as wolves - especially alphas - could. Yoongi wasn’t prejudiced, quite the opposite; he loved humans and had majored in human studies because he genuinely wanted to help make their lives easier, even if it was only in small ways.
So in that regard, he knew that living with a human would help further his knowledge and therefore his ability to help people. But he couldn’t shake the apprehension he felt, and he hoped it would pass.
When he opened the door to greet their new roommate, the last thing he was expecting was for Jungkook to be more well-built than he was. They FaceTimed a handful of times, and Namjoon had met him in person to let him tour their house, but Yoongi hadn’t ever seen him in person.
He felt Namjoon smirk next to him, and he discreetly elbowed his side as he blurted out “Welcome, Jungkook-ah! Let us help you bring in your things.”
The moving process took the better part of two days, and the three of them took part in equal chunks of the labor and heavy lifting.
The entire time, Yoongi couldn’t take his eyes off of Jungkook. He was just so captivating for a human, and Yoongi and Namjoon even discreetly scented the air just to make sure he wasn’t actually an alpha, or at the very least a beta, but sure enough, he was being completely truthful.
“Hyung,” Namjoon whispered one night, “are you sure you’re okay with this?”
“Yes Joon-ah.” Yoongi smiled softly. “He’s more capable than I’d originally thought. I shouldn’t have judged him based on the fact that he’s a human.”
Namjoon’s shoulders sagged with relief, and he offered a bright smile of his own. “I’m so glad you said that because I really want this to work out.”
“I know, baby.” Yoongi held Namjoon’s hand and brushed a kiss along his knuckles. “I think it will.”
“Yeah?” Namjoon wrapped his large hands around Yoongi’s narrow waist and squeezed gently.
Yoongi, always weak for the younger alpha’s touch, merely nodded and buried his fingers in his hair so he could pull him down into a kiss. Even after ten years of being together, each and every kiss felt like the first. They both knew that nothing could come between them.
Jungkook settled in nicely, and he started his new job at an omega-run business for aspiring videographers, always ready to regale the alphas with stories about what new tricks he’d learned and videos he’d helped to edit - after telling the same things to his parents, of course. They always said they were proud of their smart, capable Jungkookie, and it warmed Yoongi’s heart to hear them speak so highly of him. It made him feel even more sure that he was meant to live with them.
The three of them really got along well, Yoongi thought. They all preferred quiet environments over loud ones - even though Namjoon was more social and outgoing - which made for perfect conditions when they had to work from home.
If Yoongi really stopped to think about it, Jungkook was actually an outstanding human being - and he didn’t really have to think that hard about it, because Jungkook showed it in his actions and in his soft words.
Jungkook established a routine of making breakfast for the three of them every Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday morning when he didn’t have to be at work until noon, and when he went on his early morning runs, he didn’t make a single sound as he moved through the house. The alphas’ last roommate had been the exact opposite, stomping through the house and never caring about anyone but themselves.
But, it was easy to forget that when Jungkook started smiling more around the alpha couple.
He had the sweetest smile, and Namjoon and Yoongi both couldn’t help but return it, even if they hadn’t had good days at work.
Jungkook was the breath of fresh air that they both needed, so it was really a matter of time before they started having feelings for him.
Yoongi was the first to develop such feelings, and he told Namjoon almost immediately. He didn’t confess to his mate right away because he spent the entire day cooking his favorite meal and cleaning their bedroom so they could have passionate sex later.
When Namjoon arrived home that evening, Yoongi was standing at the door wearing a crisp white button-down shirt and black slacks. “Welcome home, baby~” Yoongi crooned as he placed a glass of wine in Namjoon’s hand and held his other one so he could lead him deeper into the house.
“Hi, love.” Namjoon looked around and smelled the mouthwatering scent of chicken and the perfect spice blend. “Oh gods, did I forget an anniversary again?” His eyes widened, and he stopped walking abruptly, causing Yoongi to stop too.
“No no,” he smiled gently, “I just wanted to do something nice for you.”
Namjoon raised an eyebrow at that. “Hyung, we’ve been together for over two years. I know you. What’s going on?”
Yoongi worried at his lower lip and gently nudged at his boyfriend to get him into the dining room. “Sit down first.”
“Oh no.” Namjoon sank heavily into his usual seat and downed half of his wine before Yoongi delicately extricated the glass from his hand. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
Yoongi sat down slowly and stared down at his lap for a long moment, trying to figure out the best way to say what he needed to say, before finally deciding there was no use in beating around the bush. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said in a rush “I think I’m developing feelings for Jungkook.”
It was silent for a moment, with the only sounds being their gentle breathing and the ticking from the wall clock that had belonged to Namjoon’s grandmother. When Yoongi finally opened his eyes and peered up at his boyfriend through his eyelashes, he was smiling.
“Joon-ah?” Yoongi began cautiously. “What are you-”
Namjoon laughed quietly and shook his head, his smile never faltering. “I have feelings for him too.”
“You what ??” Yoongi practically shouted before instantly remembering the aforementioned object of their apparent shared affection was a mere few rooms away. “You what?” he hissed, leaning forward so he could make sure Namjoon hear him. “And you didn’t think to tell me?”
Namjoon shyly reached into his pocket and pulled out a small jewelry box. “I realized it today, and I was going to soften the news with this.”
Yoongi had to clamp a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing too loudly. When he recovered, he cleared his throat and straightened his spine as he slid his hand into Namjoon’s free one. “So let me get this straight. We both have a crush on our roommate, we were each going to tell the other tonight, and we were going to butter each other up with a peace offering.”
“I…” Namjoon tilted his head and frowned in thought before smiling lopsidedly. “Yeah, I guess that pretty much covers it.”
“So, what do we do about it?” Yoongi asked as he finally got up to fix their plates, the food thankfully still hot.
“I dunno.” Namjoon shrugged. “I didn’t foresee this outcome, honestly.”
“Yeah, neither did I.” Yoongi laughed as he slumped back into his seat and handed Namjoon’s plate over. “Let’s just talk it through and see what we come up with, yeah?”
“Sounds good to me.” Just when Namjoon was about to say something else, there was a quiet, tentative knock on the doorframe, and they both looked up to see Jungkook smiling sheepishly at them.
“Hi, hyungs.” He fiddled nervously with the hem of his large t-shirt. “I don’t want to impose-”
“You’re not imposing!” Yoongi rushed to say. “I made plenty. Please help yourself, Kook-ah.”
“Thank you!” Jungkook exclaimed with a smile so sweet Yoongi thought he might melt. Jungkook quickly heaped a mountainous portion onto his own plate before joining them at the table. Yoongi shot Namjoon a glance over the youngest’s head that said ‘We’ll talk about him later’ and Namjoon nodded.
The three of them fell into an easy conversation after that, which mostly consisted of the alphas listening to their adorable human roommate gush about the newest video game he was playing with his work friend Seokjin, an alpha who was technically his supervisor but he didn’t like that title since he wanted his subordinates to feel like equals.
“So you and Seokjin hang out outside of work?” Namjoon asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Yeah!” Jungkook smiled brightly. “And we have a standing “date” every Thursday night to play this game.” He launched into a story about the quest he’d just completed before leaving his room, seeming to forget about Seokjin for the moment.
Yoongi tried his best to ignore the way his belly swooped with jealousy, but he wasn’t doing a very good job of it if the crease of Namjoon’s brow was any indication. He simply gave a helpless shrug before tuning back in to Jungkook prattling on about his character’s armor and the achievements he’d gotten just that day.
Yoongi watched as Namjoon silently simped over their human roommate, and he could see the gears turning in his boyfriend’s head as he presumably worked out how they would handle this.
The rest of their meal passed smoothly, with Jungkook hanging onto Namjoon’s every word as he talked about the bonsai trees he had in his home office. Yoongi listened as well, but his gaze kept drifting over to the human. He wondered what he was thinking and if he shared the same feelings as they did.
Jungkook volunteered to take care of the dishes, and he shooed the two alphas out of the kitchen so they could retire to their room to talk. As soon as their door was closed with a quiet snap , Namjoon hissed “He has a crush on someone else!” He huffed as he stormed over to the bed and flopped down onto it.
“Joon-ah,” Yoongi laughed softly, “we don’t know that it’s a crush.”
“But what if it is?” Namjoon huffed again and rather dramatically threw his arm over his eyes. “What should we do?”
Yoongi laid next to him and curled into his side, nudging his way under his arm until they were nose to nose. “We let him explore it, because we’re his friends and roommates first.”
Namjoon frowned, but he kissed his boyfriend’s forehead. “You’re right. Now I’d really like a topic change.” He bit his lip and murmured “I think I’ve had feelings for Jungkook since a few days after he moved in.”
“Me too, honestly.” Yoongi smiled sheepishly. “I just didn’t realize it until yesterday, and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you immediately.”
“It’s okay, baby.” Namjoon tipped Yoongi’s chin up with his fingertips until their lips met in a soft kiss. “I’m not upset.”
“Thank you.” Yoongi smiled softly and kissed his mate again. “I’m not upset with you either.” He was about to say something else, but he suddenly yelped when Namjoon hoisted him up so he was straddling his hips.
“Good, I’m glad we’ve established that we’re not upset with each other.” Namjoon sat up and Yoongi gasped when their clothed dicks rubbed together. “Now just let me hold you while we talk, please.”
Yoongi melted at that and wrapped his arms tightly around his boyfriend’s neck. “You don’t have to ask, love. You know that.”
“I know, but it makes me feel better to ask.”
“Okay, baby.” Yoongi kissed Namjoon’s nose. “I would never take away something that makes you feel better.” Namjoon just nodded and thanked him, and the two settled into a more comfortable position. “Now, how about we talk about what to do from here?”
“You mean about our feelings for our Jungkookie?”
Yoongi pointedly ignored the way Namjoon said “our Jungkookie” and nodded his head once. “Yes. I feel like if we’re on the same page, we can handle a potential crush on someone else a little better.”
“Right, and we don’t even know if he shares the same feelings as we do.”
“Exactly. So, let’s talk.”
After a few awkward moments of figuring out where to start, the conversation flowed easily. They both shared the same thoughts about a lot of the same things regarding Jungkook, and they brainstormed their reactions to all sorts of different scenarios, talking late into the night accompanied by each other and a pair of wine glasses.
Yoongi felt more prepared than he’d felt for his last finals week in college by the time all was said and done.
But nothing could have prepared him or Namjoon for the events that would transpire over the upcoming month.
***
“Hyung!” Jungkook called out hoarsely one day. “Yoongi-hyung, can you help me?”
Yoongi, who had been working on a side project for his company, leaned his head out of his bedroom door. “Help you with what?”
There was a shuffling noise, then a muffled “Medicine…”
Yoongi’s project was completely forgotten as he flew out the door and to Jungkook’s side. “What kind of medicine? Are you okay? Are you hurt?” He pressed the back of his hand to the human’s forehead and flinched. “Oh Kook-ah, you’re burning up…” His heart sank and he eased Jungkook into his room so he could lie down. “When did you start feeling bad?”
“Yesterday morning,” Jungkook sighed as he burrowed underneath his comforter. “I hoped it was one of those twenty-four-hour bugs, but I feel worse today.”
“You poor thing,” Yoongi murmured. “What are your symptoms?”
“Tired, weak, dizzy, and I have a sore throat.”
“I’ll help you figure it out. Don’t worry, hyung will take care of you.” Yoongi did extensive research to find the cause for his Jungkookie not feeling well. Yoongi didn’t have any firsthand experience with human illnesses, but he had all of the information he could ever need at his fingertips. After being unable to come up with any answers, however, they both determined that going to the doctor was their best bet.
After a tense few hours at an outpatient facility, Jungkook was diagnosed with a moderate case of the flu. He was given a treatment plan and a few medications, and then he was sent home, with Yoongi insisting that he and Namjoon would be more than happy to take care of Jungkook in whatever ways he needed.
“Are you sure?” Jungkook asked in a small voice.
“Of course I’m sure.” Yoongi brushed the human’s hair back from his forehead after helping him into bed. “Wolves can’t get sick with human diseases, so we’re here for you, Kook-ah.”
“Thank you hyung.” Jungkook sniffled and looked up at the alpha with glassy eyes.
Yoongi’s heart broke at the look on his face, but he smiled to cover it up. “You’re welcome. Now get some rest, yeah? I’m going to make you some soup.” After a quiet response from Jungkook, Yoongi left the room and closed the door before quickly walking to the kitchen where he’d left his phone.
It took a few rings for Namjoon to pick up, and when he did, Yoongi set his phone down and put it on speaker as he began gathering chicken and vegetables. “Hey Joon-ah! You’re on speaker. I just got back from the doctor with Jungkook-ah.”
“Oh, how did it go?” There was a brief moment where Yoongi heard shuffling, but it stopped, and Namjoon’s voice sounded closer to the phone. “Is he okay? It’s not-”
“No no,” Yoongi quickly cut him off, “it’s the flu. He has medicine to heal him.” He fought down the possessive rumble that was growing in his chest, knowing that he would heal Jungkook so much better than-
“Hyung,” Namjoon said gently, “you sound like you’re about to cut right through your favorite cutting board.”
“Oh shit-” Yoongi looked down to where he’d haphazardly started cutting carrots, and he gently set aside his knife when he saw the divot in his cutting board. “Thank you, baby.” He picked up the phone and took it off speaker before cradling it between his ear and shoulder. “You’re not on speaker anymore, so-”
“I’m on my way home, and I’m going to help break his fever.”
Yoongi didn’t have to ask what he meant, and he sagged against the counter in relief. “But only if he consents, Joon.”
“I know!” There was more shuffling and the quiet closing of a door, followed by determined footsteps. “I’ll ask him if it’s okay first, of course.”
“No Alpha Voice?”
“No Alpha Voice.” Namjoon’s reply was quiet, then he blurted out a “I’ll see you on Monday, Yuna!” then a quieter “I want to-”
“I know, baby,” Yoongi said soothingly as he went back to preparing ingredients for Jungkook’s soup, “so do I. I love you, and I’ll see you soon! We’re having soup for dinner, and it’ll be ready in a couple of hours. Did you get the grocery list I sent you?”
“Yes I did! I’ll pick everything up on my way home. I love you too, hyung. See you soon.”
“Okay baby. Muah!” Yoongi reveled in the way Namjoon giggled, and they ended their call seconds later.
Yoongi carried on making his soup, the process having become as natural as breathing given how many times he’d made it, and greeted Namjoon with a sweet kiss when he arrived home. “It smells so good!” Namjoon singsonged, and Yoongi smiled and bent over the soup pot to check on it and give it a quick stir.
“Thank you, love.” He put the eggs and whipped cream away and was reaching for the kimchi when Namjoon pulled him into a warm embrace, making the older alpha giggle.
“Thank you for taking such good care of us. Jungkook-ah and I are both so lucky.”
Yoongi sighed wistfully at that and buried his nose in Namjoon’s neck so he could take a deep inhale. He briefly mentally recalled how Jungkook’s friend had politely declined his invitation to go on a date, and how Jungkook had cried for the rest of the evening, only coming out to retrieve his food delivery order. “I just want the best for him, Joon.”
“I know, baby. I do too.” Namjoon kissed the top of Yoongi’s head before moving away with a gentle smile. “I’m going to go check on him and tell him the soup is almost ready.”
“Okay baby.” Yoongi smiled and went back to his soup as Namjoon quietly left the room. When another hour passed and Yoongi hadn’t heard a word from either of them, he frowned as he turned the burner to its lowest setting so the soup would stay warm and wandered back to Jungkook’s room. “Hey what are-” he stopped mid sentence when he actually saw them.
Jungkook and Namjoon were both huddled under Jungkook’s covers, sound asleep. Namjoon had one arm draped comfortably over the human’s waist as he cuddled him from behind, and he was snoring softly. Jungkook had a peaceful smile on his face, even though he was sweating profusely. Yoongi’s heart went out to him immediately, and after gently dabbing his face with a washcloth and snapping a quick photo of the two of them, he carefully climbed into bed in front of the human so he could drape his arm over his hip.
Surely a few minutes of laying there couldn’t hurt.
Little did he know a few minutes would turn into an hour. But he woke up peacefully due to the low light filtering in through the curtains, so he didn’t mind. He was roused from his peaceful state, however, when he saw Jungkook positively pouring sweat. “Oh no…” he murmured, and he quickly but carefully extricated himself from the covers and rounded the bed so he could wake his boyfriend up. “Namjoon, wake up!” he hissed.
The younger alpha’s eyes blinked open, and he lifted his arm only to find it soaking with sweat. “Wha…” he murmured. He frowned in confusion for a mere few seconds before realization dawned on his features. Before he could say another word, however, Jungkook grumbled and started kicking his blankets away before his eyes opened.
“Mmh… ‘m hot…” he whined and tried to flop onto his back before realizing Namjoon was in his way. “Yoongi-hyung? Namjoon-hyung? What are you doing here?”
Yoongi could smell Jungkook’s distress, so he quickly sat back down on the bed in front of him. “Hi Kook-ah. Namjoon and I, well…” he paused to gather his thoughts, trying to come up with the most gentle way to present his methods to the human. “We’re wolves, so naturally, we have higher body temperatures. And well,” he gulped, “we wanted to help break your fever.” He stopped there, hoping that Jungkook would pick up on the rest.
Thankfully, it was only a few seconds before Jungkook spoke again with a soft smile. “You wanted to help by cuddling me.” It wasn’t a question, but both alphas nodded anyway.
Namjoon spoke up next. “If you’re not okay with that, we won’t do it anymore. You just looked so sad, and we wanted to help.” He started to get up, but Jungkook placed a hand on his thigh, halting the alpha’s movements.
“No, I liked it.” Yoongi couldn’t tell if the blush on Jungkook’s face was from his fever or embarrassment, but he chose not to question it. “You can keep, um… c-cuddling me.” Just when the alphas were starting to lay down again, Jungkook’s stomach growled.
“Oh! I made soup.” Yoongi smiled softly. “Would you like to eat in bed, baby?” The term of endearment slipped out before he could stop it, but Jungkook didn’t seem to mind, if the way he smiled was any indication.
“Yes please.” Jungkook reached for his water bottle.
“I’ve got you. Hyung, if you’ll get his food, I’ll get Jungkookie settled in here.” Namjoon smiled.
“Okay, I can do that.” Yoongi dropped a kiss on Namjoon’s forehead and ruffled Jungkook’s hair despite his protests before going to the kitchen. He grabbed one of the bed trays they kept for occasions such as this, and he portioned out a healthy amount of soup into a bowl, then he laid out a few Saltines and a handful of orange slices, as well as utensils and a napkin, before carrying everything back to Jungkook’s room once more.
Once again, he found his mate and his human huddled together, but this time Jungkook had his head resting comfortably on Namjoon's chest. Yoongi cleared his throat, and they both looked up at him with sheepish smiles.
"Don't worry, Yoongi chuckled, "I'm not upset." He set the tray gently on Jungkook's lap then carefully sat down next to him so that he was pressed against his side from shoulder to thigh. "I hope you like the soup. It's been passed down in my family for generations as a soothing cure for the flu."
"Oh!" Jungkook's eyes widened ever so slightly. "Thank you so much, hyung." He bowed his head for a brief moment before beginning to eat, making pleased humming noises with every bite. Each little noise and smile made Yoongi fall just a little more in love with him, and a single glance over at Namjoon told him he felt the same way.
The three of them developed a bit of a routine over the next two days. If either Namjoon or Yoongi had to go to work, the other would stay with Jungkook, making sure he had everything he needed while still letting him maintain the fact that he was perfectly capable of taking care of himself.
But, all Jungkook had to do was utter out a weak “Hyung…” and one or both of them would be by his side within seconds.
It quickly became Yoongi’s second favorite place to be (the first being by Namjoon’s side, of course). It was easy enough to hide his true feelings for the human, but Jungkook had to have known when the alpha would stare for a bit longer than what would be considered polite, or when he called him ‘baby’.
Yoongi couldn’t help it, really; he was so hopelessly endeared by Jungkook that terms of endearment or actions to show he cared would slip out before he could stop them. The good thing was, Jungkook didn’t seem to mind. He blushed and became a stuttering mess when Yoongi or Namjoon acted like he was more than their roommate, and Yoongi liked to think he reciprocated their feelings somewhat.
He didn’t have to wonder for long, though, because when both alphas were surrounding Jungkook with their warmth, he spoke up. “Hyungs, I have something to tell you.”
“Oh? What is it, Kook-ah?” Namjoon asked while resting his head on the human’s shoulder.
“Well,” Jungkook gulped and closed his eyes, “I heard you, um, talking a few weeks or months ago. About me. And-” He paused to cough, and Namjoon and Yoongi exchanged a wide-eyed glance over his head before he continued. He took a deep breath and said in a rush “I have feelings for you both too!” Then he flopped onto his stomach and buried his face in his arms.
It was silent for a moment, and then Yoongi gently laid a hand on Jungkook’s back in a soothing manner. “That’s nothing to be ashamed about.”
“I know,” Jungkook sighed, “but the last time I confessed my feelings, the person turned me down.”
“Baby,” Yoongi said gently, “our feelings didn’t go away.”
“They didn’t?” Jungkook asked upon finally looking up into Yoongi’s eyes, something so innocently hopeful there, making Yoongi come to a decision that he knew he wasn’t going to regret later.
“No, they didn’t.” He cupped Jungkook’s cheek and leaned in closer, waiting for the human to give or deny consent.
“Hyung…” Jungkook breathed before tilting his head just enough for his lips to touch Yoongi’s in the lightest of kisses. And in that moment, the older alpha was glad he couldn’t be affected by human diseases. He wrapped his hands around Jungkook’s tiny waist and pulled him into his lap, where the human leaned in for another kiss before shyly pulling away and burying his face in the alpha’s neck.
Yoongi chuckled and held him tightly. “Our shy little Jungkookie~”Jungkook whined and lightly punched Yoongi’s chest, but the action had no real malice behind it.
Namjoon laughed softly and leaned over to drop a kiss on the back of Jungkook’s neck. “It’s okay Kook-ah, he likes shyness.”
“Really?” Jungkook finally raised his head again, looking dubious as he tilted his head to the side. “Why is that, Yoongi-hyung?”
“Because,” Yoongi smiled easily, “shy people are soft and sweet. Like my Joonie, and like you.” And, god, Yoongi still wasn’t used to the fact that it was okay for him to kiss Jungkook. He felt giddy as he leaned in to connect his lips with the human’s again, unable to keep from smiling against the younger’s mouth.
“You’re such a sap, Yoongi-hyung.” Namjoon commented with a chuckle.
Yoongi swatted blindly at the younger alpha, but he missed by a hair. He couldn’t really find it in him to care, though, because Jungkook melted into their kiss and made a quiet whimpering noise in the back of his throat, making all rational thoughts leave his mind. He deepens their kiss, but it’s short-lived because Jungkook suddenly pulls away to cough into his elbow.
“Oh, poor baby.” Yoongi rubbed his back and then helped him get settled back into his spot between the two alphas. “I’m sorry. I should have waited until you’re not sick anymore.”
Jungkook hummed and reached for Yoongi's hand from where he had curled into Namjoon’s chest. "Please don't apologize, hyung. If I didn't want to kiss you, I wouldn't have." He yawned then, signaling how ill he was still feeling, and closed his eyes. "I want to kiss you too, Namjoon-hyung. Just when I'm more awake."
"Okay. Rest now, Kook-ah. We'll be here when you wake up." Jungkook just nodded in response, and seconds later, his soft snores were filling the space between the three of them. Like clockwork, Namjoon and Yoongi both settled in as close to Jungkook as they possibly could. They wanted to break his fever as soon as possible so that the human could get back to feeling like himself, because they didn’t like seeing him sick.
Both alphas ended up falling asleep, and Yoongi was the first to wake up the next morning. Jungkook was still between them, snuggled right up to Namjoon’s chest with his hands curled into loose fists under his chin, and Yoongi’s front was pressed to Jungkook’s back from shoulder to toe.
Yoongi could feel the sheen of sweat on Jungkook’s heated skin, and in his sleep-addled mind, it vaguely reminded him of an omega in heat. He quickly squashed those thoughts down once he realized it was Jungkook, but he couldn’t will down his half erection no matter how hard he tried, so he carefully rolled over onto his back so that he could still pass his body heat to Jungkook without embarrassing himself.
Jungkook was clearly still sick, after all, and the last thing Yoongi wanted was to force the human into something he wasn’t ready for. However, he did take a moment to reminisce on the feeling of Jungkook’s lips against his the night before. They had been softer than he was expecting, and he very much wanted to feel them again.
He didn’t have long to think about the possibility though, because Jungkook woke up with a quiet groan and blindly reached for Yoongi’s hand. The alpha chuckled softly as he took Jungkook’s hand and murmured a gentle “Good morning, Kook-ah.”
“Morning,” Jungkook mumbled, “don’t go please?”
“I wasn’t planning on it.” After checking to make sure his erection had gone down, he rolled onto his side so he was pressed to Jungkook’s back again. He kissed the back of his neck and smiled when the human made a soft whimpering noise. “How are you feeling today?”
“Better, I think.” Jungkook yawned and rubbed his eyes. “I don’t think I have a fever anymore.”
“Good!” Yoongi said a little too loudly, wincing when he heard Namjoon startle awake. “Shit…”
“Morning, what are we celebrating?” Namjoon asked with a yawn.
“Morning hyung! I was just telling Yoongi-hyung that I don’t think I have a fever anymore.”
“That is worth celebrating.” Namjoon’s voice was full of warmth, and Yoongi peered over Jungkook’s shoulder just in time to see his mate tuck a strand of Jungkook’s hair behind his ear. “We were worried about you.”
“Really?” Jungkook blinked rapidly. “It’s just a mild flu-”
“Hey,” Yoongi interrupted gently, “don’t downplay it, baby. We didn’t know what was happening.”
“Oh… I’m sorry.” Jungkook sighed. “I didn’t mean to worry you.”
“We’re just glad you’re feeling better.” Namjoon kissed the human’s forehead, and in the next second, before Yoongi could even blink, Jungkook’s lips were meeting Namjoon’s in a gentle kiss. Immediately, Namjoon took control and gently pulled the younger into his lap, one hand resting at the small of his back and the other splayed between his shoulder blades. Jungkook melted into him, tilting his head to deepen their kiss, and Yoongi scooted closer so he could rub the human’s back.
The pair parted reluctantly after a few moments, their faces flushed and faces radiant with matching smiles, and after Jungkook excused himself to use the restroom, Namjoon and Yoongi looked at each other. “Hyung,” Namjoon spoke first, “I think Jungkook is our true mate.”
“What?” Yoongi blinked. “You-”
“I can explain!” Namjoon hurried to say. But before he could say anything else, Jungkook came back into the room, definitely looking more healthy than he had the day before.
“Explain what?”
Neither of them had an answer for that one, so Yoongi changed the subject after giving Namjoon a “We’ll talk later” look. “Nothing, Kook-ah. How about some breakfast?”
“Yes please! I’m going to take a shower first, though.” He grimaced and murmured “I feel gross. I’ve been sweating so much.”
Namjoon stood up and walked over to him. “It’s alright. We can just make you smell like us again later.”
Jungkook blushed and practically ran for the bathroom again, and the two alphas shared a laugh as they walked to the kitchen. “Really, Joon??” Yoongi asked between giggles. “You could have let the kid prepare for such a comment.”
“Where’s the fun in that?” Namjoon winked. Yoongi playfully elbowed him before deciding to forego cooking, instead choosing to tap in a quick order from an app so it could be picked up. “Joon-ah, what kind of coffee do you want?”
“Ah, my usual.”
“Which usual?”
“The usual that became my usual after we celebrated our two-year anniversary.”
“Okay, got it.” Yoongi finished placing his order then grabbed his coat, wallet, and keys. “I’m going to go pick it up, and I’ll be back in about half an hour.”
“Okay baby.” Namjoon kissed him on the lips then settled down with his laptop to work a little while he waited.
While Yoongi drove to pick up their food, he thought about what Namjoon had said about Jungkook being their true mate. For some people and wolves alike, the idea of true mates was just an old wives’ tale, but Yoongi had believed that Namjoon was his true mate from the second that they met.
He ruminated on the things that Namjoon made him feel while comparing them to how Jungkook made him feel, and he realized that a lot of those feelings lied in direct parallel to each other. Spending time with Jungkook felt right , it felt good, and Yoongi found himself drawn to the human whenever he entered the room.
So it was definitely possible. He definitely still had some feelings to explore and resolve, and he was sure Namjoon did too. But they could talk about it later. For now, his focus was on getting their food back home so they could all eat and Jungkook could regain more strength.
The thought of helping Jungkook heal spurred Yoongi on to drive just a little faster without exceeding the speed limit, and before even he knew it, he was on the way home with the smell of warm, delicious food filling the car.
When Yoongi arrived home, he stepped onto the front porch to open the front door, but he froze in his tracks when he heard a soft, unmistakable moan. He frowned but didn’t bother trying to sneak in; the look of shock on Jungkook’s face was in equal parts endearing and lust-inducing. His lips were red and swollen, and he was clutching Namjoon like his life depended on it.
The aforementioned alpha was sitting with Jungkook in his lap, his hands planted firmly on the younger’s ass, his pupils blown wide, and a snarl on his swollen lips.
“Well well well,” Yoongi drawled, “what have I walked in on?”
“Hyung I’m so sorry, I was just, uh, um-” Jungkook stumbled over his words as he tried to get up from Namjoon’s lap, but the alpha stopped him by tightening his grip. “What-”
“Jungkook,” Namjoon whispered, “he’s not mad.”
“O-oh.”
“No, I’m not mad. But we should eat, yeah? I don’t know about the two of you, but I’m hungry.” Yoongi set the food down on the table, and Namjoon and Jungkook followed him. While they ate, Namjoon briefly explained that Jungkook had come shuffling into the living room asking for more body heat, and they cuddled for only a few minutes before they were kissing. It was just starting to get more heated when Yoongi walked in.
“Are you sure you’re not mad?” Jungkook asked quietly when Namjoon was finished explaining.
“Yes I’m sure.” Yoongi smirked. “I am, however, feeling a little left out.” He stood up to clear the table, and Namjoon jumped up to help him.
“I’m sorry, hyung.” Jungkook pouted, and Yoongi immediately leaned over to kiss him until he stopped pouting.
“You two are just going to have to make it up to me, I suppose.” Yoongi shrugged nonchalantly as he and Namjoon finished clearing the trash and dishes.
“I think I know how we can do that.” Namjoon grabbed Yoongi and pulled him against his chest, licking his lips before capturing Yoongi’s lips in a heated kiss and making him moan with want. They’d both been so focused on taking care of Jungkook that they hadn’t taken any time for themselves, and in Yoongi’s opinion, they clearly needed it.
Before Namjoon could pick Yoongi up and set him on the counter, the older alpha pulled away panting. “Wait, we should move to somewhere more comfortable.”
“Yeah, I would really like to get back into bed. I'm still feeling pretty weak.”
“Oh,” Yoongi softened immediately, “my poor baby.” He picked Jungkook up and carried him into his and Namjoon’s bedroom. “You don’t have to lift a finger.”
“I don’t?” Jungkook frowned in confusion as Yoongi and Namjoon settled into bed on either side of him. “What do you mean?”
“We mean,” Namjoon said as he leaned in to press a soft kiss to the side of Jungkook’s neck, “let us take care of you.” The way he said it was laden with so much meaning that nobody questioned it.
“I would really like that,” Jungkook breathed as Namjoon gently caressed his chest.
“Good.” Yoongi smirked as he teased his fingers across the waistband of Jungkook's pajama before dipping them underneath. "You'll let us know if we go too far, right?"
"Yes, I will hyung," Jungkook's breath hitched in his throat when Namjoon brushed his fingers over one of the human’s nipples. "I'm s-sensitive there hyung, please-" He pushed his chest up into Namjoon's touch at the same time Yoongi wrapped his teasing fingers around his hardening cock.
The minute Yoongi heard Jungkook moan, he knew he wanted to hear that sound as often as he possibly could. That choked, quiet, yet undeniably pleasure-filled noise that sounded like it was all but forced out of his throat. So he tightened his grip and stroked the younger to full hardness, which didn’t take very long given Yoongi was good with his fingers.
Namjoon had slowly lifted Jungkook’s shirt before leaning over to tease the tip of his tongue over each of his nipples in turn, blowing warm air on each before repeating the process in a slow, torturous rhythm. Jungkook’s cock twitched in Yoongi’s grip, and he relaxed further against the pillows, his hips bucking up into the older alpha’s touch.
“That’s it,” Yoongi soothed, “lie back and let hyungs take care of you.” He leaned in to pepper kisses up and down the column of Jungkook’s neck, and Namjoon leaned up to mirror Yoongi’s actions as his hand joined the older’s in stroking the human’s cock.
“Does it feel good, baby?” Namjoon asked softly.
“Y-yes but-” Jungkook was cut off mid-sentence with a choked moan when Namjoon’s fingers grazed against the sensitive spot under the head of his cock. “N-need more…”
“More what, Kook-ah?” Yoongi asked as he started to withdraw his hand, but Jungkook wrapped his hand around his wrist to stop him faster than Yoongi could even blink.
“Um…” Jungkook blushed. “I usually can’t get off unless something is inside me.”
“Well, let’s just see what we can do about that. What do you think, hyung?” Namjoon smirked and reached for the lube.
“I think that can definitely be arranged.” Yoongi gently pried his wrist from Jungkook’s grip so he could pull his pants and underwear down while Namjoon warmed a generous amount of lube between his fingers. “Are you more comfortable on your back or your stomach?”
“On my back,” Jungkook answered immediately as his blush deepened, “I want to see your faces. You’re both so handsome.” The bold statement shocked Yoongi, but he tried his best not to show it as he once again leaned down to brush a feather-light kiss against Jungkook’s lips.
“I’m glad you said that. I want to see you fall apart on Namjoon’s fingers.” Yoongi wrapped his hand around Jungkook’s cock again as the other alpha slowly slid two fingers at once into Jungkook’s ass, drawing a long moan from the human’s throat.
Namjoon and Yoongi worked in tandem, Namjoon’s fingers going in when Yoongi’s hand traveled towards the head of Jungkook’s cock, and vice versa. Jungkook could only lie there and moan, at some point raising up enough to take off his shirt and fling it somewhere in the room. He clearly had no shame being naked in front of them, which was something Yoongi definitely had to file away for future exploration.
Like this, with Jungkook completely vulnerable to both alphas, being lavished in praise and kisses and perfect touches, he was coming undone in a matter of minutes with a loud, wordless cry. “That’s it baby,” Yoongi said with a smirk, “Gods you look so pretty like this.” He captured Jungkook’s lips in a heated kiss, the younger only able to pant heavily into the alpha’s mouth, as he slowly withdrew his hand and signaled for Namjoon to do the same.
“Thank you.” Jungkook smiled shyly and turned his head so he could kiss Namjoon as well, Yoongi watching with fondness as his mate took control of the kiss and slid his tongue into Jungkook’s mouth. When they parted, Yoongi pecked Namjoon’s lips and then held up his hand.
“You made a mess, Kook-ah. What do you think we should do about that?”
Without another word, Jungkook reached for Yoongi’s hand and held it steady while he licked his own come off of the alpha’s fingers until they were clean. “Did I do good, hyung?”
Yoongi’s cock throbbed painfully in the confines of his pants when he heard Jungkook’s words, and he nodded sincerely. “You did perfectly , Jungkookie. How are you feeling?”
“I feel good,” Jungkook smiled, “but I would feel even better if I could help hyungs too.” He held up a hand before either of the alphas could protest. In lieu of speaking again, he turned his head to the side, opened his mouth, and let his tongue loll out.
Yoongi and Namjoon simultaneously groaned at the sight.
Jungkook’s head was facing Yoongi, so the older alpha shuffled forward and freed his cock with a quiet hiss as the cool air made contact with his heated skin. “Are you sure, Kook-ah?”
“Yes I’m sure.” Jungkook’s answer was immediate, and Yoongi fed his cock into Jungkook’s waiting mouth with a soft groan. Before he could spend a lot of time reveling in how good the human’s mouth felt around him, Jungkook started bobbing his head back and forth, setting the pace and not taking too much of his length. Yoongi wasn’t complaining though; receiving blowjobs was one of his favorite things, and he gently carded his fingers through Jungkook’s hair as he told him how well he was doing.
Jungkook preened under the attention and blindly reached his other hand out until it landed on Namjoon’s crotch, and Namjoon seemed to take the hint because he shoved his boxers down around his thighs so Jungkook could wrap his hand around his cock. “Fuck…” Namjoon groaned in relief as he leaned across Jungkook’s body to capture Yoongi’s lips in a kiss, which the older alpha easily melted into.
They continued on like this for a few minutes, the only sounds being the slick sound of Jungkook’s mouth and hand on the alphas’ cocks and their quiet moans of pleasure as they feverishly devoured each other. Yoongi knew he was close, and as much as he wanted to wait and come inside Jungkook, he also wanted to see his face covered in it. “Can I come on your face?” he asked in a rush as Namjoon’s lips latched onto his scent gland, right over his mating bite, and sucked hard on the now permanently sensitive skin.
Jungkook pulled away and nodded enthusiastically, letting his head fall back as he opened his mouth and looked up at Yoongi pleadingly. Along with a mere few strokes, that look on Jungkook’s face was all it took to have Yoongi reaching his peak with a moan. His come landed on the human’s cheeks, chin, and nose, and some landed on his tongue, which he swallowed with a satisfied hum as he licked his lips.
Yoongi surged forward so he could kiss Jungkook and suck on his tongue, tasting himself in combination with Jungkook, and the taste made him growl possessively as he gripped Jungkook’s hips and yanked him closer. He tasted like pack and home and good and Yoongi was instantly addicted.
“Hyung?” Namjoon asked with uncertainty. Yoongi only grunted against Jungkook’s lips, not wanting to stop tasting him.
When he finally did pull away for air, Jungkook was looking up at him with nothing but lust and desire. “Fuck baby,” he groaned, “you taste so good .” Before he could kiss Jungkook again, Namjoon tapped him on the shoulder.
“Hyung, are you okay?” Namjoon asked when he finally had Yoongi’s attention.
“Yes.” Yoongi licked his lips and shivered when he tasted Jungkook’s spit on them. “I’m more than okay.” He pecked Jungkook’s lips before gently laying him back down and freeing himself of his clothes. “I think we should fuck our pretty Jungkookie now. What do you both think of that?”
“Yes!” Jungkook blurted out, and when Yoongi glanced down, he noticed with a smirk that the younger’s cock was hard again. He was hard because of kissing Yoongi, and this fact made the alpha’s chest puff out with pride.
Namjoon’s low growl when he noticed the same thing indicated that he was just as affected, and he glanced around the bed until he found the lube again. He upended more of the substance over his fingers, and then he handed the bottle over to Yoongi, who did the same, though he was beginning to feel dizzy from the arousal surging through his veins.
The alphas exchanged a smirk before they pressed their index fingers together and slid them into Jungkook, who moaned and went boneless. “More, I need more please .” He begged with a broken voice, and Yoongi loved seeing how easily he was falling apart again so quickly. He added another finger first, and he scissored his fingers inside Jungkook as Namjoon hooked his finger on Jungkook’s rim and pulled gently with a teasing smile.
“Yoongi-hyung is right.” Namjoon chuckled. “You look positively stunning like this, Jungkook-ah. I could watch you fall apart for us over and over, for hours and hours…” He trailed off and leaned forward to latch his mouth onto Jungkook’s nipple again, and Yoongi decided to do the same as Namjoon also added another finger.
The stretch of four fingers had to hurt a lot, but Jungkook wasn’t showing any signs of pain or discomfort. In fact, he was rolling his hips to try to get their fingers deeper inside him. When he suddenly froze and moaned louder than before, Yoongi was instantly worried, but Jungkook’s hurried plea of “Right there please right there harder!! ” informed Yoongi that they’d just found his prostate.
“Right here?” Yoongi curled his fingers and pressed insistently against that spot, and Jungkook’s wail of ecstasy was the only answer Yoongi needed. He leaned down to kiss him, and he murmured against his lips “I can’t wait to stuff you full with my knot.” Barely a couple of seconds passed before Jungkook was coming again, his eyes rolled back until his pupils were barely visible as his whole body shook with the intensity of it.
“Fuck fuck fuck-” Jungkook convulsed when Namjoon bit down on his nipple, one more spurt of come landing on his belly, then he finally relaxed, panting heavily. “I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard…” he murmured with a sheepish chuckle. “Yoongi-hyung, I’ve been dreaming of being knotted by both of you for weeks.”
“Oh really now?” Yoongi licked his lips, and he felt his cock twitch. “Are you sure you can take it? Our knots are both really big, Kook-ah. We don’t want to hurt you.”
“I like the pain! In fact, I want to show you something.” He stood up on wobbly legs, and he left the room, still completely naked, and he returned a few short moments later with something in his hands. “I bought a knotting dildo, and I’ve been practicing with it.” He held it up, and Yoongi’s eyes widened. It was a higher-end dildo - in fact, he owned the very same one from when he prepared himself to take Namjoon’s knot for the first time - that had a hand pump which was used to inflate the dildo to just a bit bigger than the size of a grapefruit.
“Wow.” Yoongi nodded as he looked Jungkook up and down appraisingly. “I’d love to watch you use it one day, but for now , I really want to be inside you.” He reached his hand out to beckon the human closer. “Do you think you can take both our knots at once?”
“Wait.” Namjoon cut in before Jungkook could answer. “Either way, hyung, we should prep him more.” He smirked. “You know as well as I do that four fingers isn’t even enough to take just my knot.”
Yoongi blushed at that, because Namjoon was absolutely right. His knot was huge .
“I can take them both! Or, at the very least, I would like to try please.” Jungkook took Yoongi’s hand that was still outstretched and climbed back onto the bed, immediately shuffling towards Namjoon and puckering his lips in a silent request for a kiss. Namjoon smiled as he indulged him, and Yoongi shifted so he could rub Namjoon’s back and slide three fingers into Jungkook’s ass, making him moan into Namjoon’s mouth.
“Gods, I want to try too.” Yoongi leaned in to latch his mouth onto the side of Jungkook’s neck, growling against his skin as he sucked until he felt the skin heat up against his lips. “Ours,” he murmured, “all ours, you belong to us , and we’ll make sure the entire fucking world knows it.” He moved to another spot to suck another hickey into his skin, and he worked another finger into Jungkook’s loosening hole. “Joon-ah, give me your hand.” Yoongi commanded as he reached for the lube. Namjoon complied, and Yoongi poured more lube onto Namjoon’s fingers before shoving two of them into Jungkook’s hold alongside his four.
“Fuck!” Jungkook yelled. “Yes yes yes-” He gasped and arched his back to get their fingers even deeper inside of him.
Yoongi groaned at the sight of Jungkook’s hole stretched around their fingers, and his cock throbbed painfully when he imagined how much hotter it would look stretched around their cocks. “I can’t wait anymore. Kook-ah, can we try now?”
“Yes please yes!” Jungkook moaned when they found his prostate again.
After some careful maneuvering and making sure the lube was close by, Namjoon was on his back, Jungkook was on top of him, and Yoongi was on his knees between their spread thighs, stroking his cock and letting his own precome and the lube on his fingers ease the slide. “Are you ready, Kook-ah?”
Jungkook nodded so forcefully that the back of his head almost collided with Namjoon’s nose. “Yes! I’ve been ready.” He pouted, and Yoongi kissed him until he stopped pouting and kissed him back.
“Well, we won’t make you wait anymore. Go ahead, Joon-ah.”
“Finally.” Namjoon gripped the base of his cock and thrusted slowly into Jungkook, and Yoongi memorized every detail of Jungkook’s face - the way his eyebrows furrowed, his mouth popped open, and his eyes widened as he whimpered and dug his nails into Namjoon’s thighs.
“You’re bigger than I thought, hyug-” Jungkook gasped.
Namjoon smirked as he planted his feet on the bed and started slowly fucking up into Jungkook. “Is that a bad thing?”
“No not at all, I love it.” Jungkook turned his head so he could kiss Namjoon, his tongue slipping into the alpha’s mouth, and Yoongi watched on with fondness laced with desire.
“Now this is hot.” Yoongi looked down to where their bodies connected and couldn’t help but moan. He was right; the sight of Namjoon’s cock going in and out of Jungkook’s ass was more appealing than watching their fingers do the same. “Can I put my cock in you now, baby?”
Jungkook pulled away from his kiss with Namjoon to look up at the older alpha with slightly wide eyes. “Yes, but go slowly, okay?”
“Of course.” Yoongi leaned down to quickly peck Jungkook’s lips. “I would never hurt you in a way you don’t like.” He waited until Namjoon, having worked up to a moderate speed, stopped moving before pressing the tip of his cock to Jungkook’s hole. “Are you ready?”
“I know, hyung.” Jungkook smiled. “And yes, I am.” He reached for Yoongi’s hand, which the alpha gladly reached for, and interlaced their fingers as Yoongi started pushing in slowly until just the head was in.
“Good?” Yoongi asked.
“Mhm.” Jungkook squeezed Yoongi’s hand. “You can keep going.”
“Okay.” Yoongi pushed a couple more inches in, then he stopped again when he heard Jungkook sob. “Baby, if this is too much, we can-”
“No, I want this, hyung. I really do, I promise. You’re going the perfect speed too.”
Yoongi was dubious, but he nodded anyway. He knew that Jungkook would tell him to stop if it got to be too much. He resumed thrusting in slowly, only stopping when his hips were flush with Jungkook’s ass, and let out the breath he didn’t know he was holding. “Holy shit.”
“What? Is it all in?” Jungkook asked, sounding dazed.
“Yes baby, it is. Wow.” Yoongi was instantly obsessed with the sight of both their cocks stretching out his tiny hole, and it took a tremendous amount of willpower for him to keep from moving before the human gave him the go-ahead. He trembled with desperation, but he wasn’t too far gone to remember that Jungkook’s comfort was more important than the alphas’ need to knot him.
“Okay,” Jungkook said, breaking Yoongi out of his daze, “you can move now hyung.”
Yoongi didn’t need to be told twice. The tightness was almost unbearable because of how good it felt, but he kept himself in check as he started slowly fucking Jungkook. He couldn’t help but moan, and he loved the sounds that fell from Jungkook’s lips. He was whimpering and moaning while his head fell back onto Namjoon’s shoulder, exposing his neck, which Yoongi leaned down to lavish attention on.
“Can I move too, Kook-ah?” Namjoon asked with a strained voice, and Yoongi knew it had to be hard on him too.
“Yes, but slowly.” Jungkook said breathlessly as he wrapped a hand around his own cock to stroke it, matching the speed of the alphas’ thrusts. Namjoon began fucking him slowly alongside Yoongi, and all three of them moaned.
Both alphas praised Jungkook, told him how good he was doing, how positively gorgeous he looked falling apart around their cocks, how he took them so beautifully, and how perfect he was. Jungkook whined and keened at the praise, and after a few moments, he started rolling his hips to get them deeper inside him. Yoongi took this as a cue to start moving faster, and once he set a moderate pace, Jungkook moaned loudly.
“So good~ fuck! Hyung!” He babbled in disjointed sentences, and once Namjoon started moving faster as well, Jungkook could no longer speak. He was reduced to broken moans and whimpers, and Namjoon had to wrap his hands firmly around Jungkook’s waist to hold him in place, since he went completely limp once his prostate was being stimulated over and over.
The sounds of moans, broken pleas and praises, and skin slapping against skin rang throughout the room, but Yoongi could tell nobody minded. If anything, the sounds only spurred Yoongi and Namjoon on to fuck him faster until Yoongi knew the repeated impact of their hips against his ass would cause bruising later.
“Fuck, fuck I’m gonna come-” Namjoon warned.
“Come inside me hyung, please , I want it so much!” Jungkook managed to beg in between moans.
“Wait,” Yoongi breathed, “I’m not there yet. I think we should come at the same time.”
“Fuck that would be so good ,” Namjoon moaned. “How close are you, hyung?”
“I’m close, I just need-”
“Hyung,” Jungkook said suddenly, “you feel so good inside me.” He locked eyes with Yoongi, and a lazy smile crossed his features. “Your cock is perfect,” he paused to moan when Namjoon’s fingers slid up to tease over his nipples, “I know you’re going to knot me so well, alpha.”
If anything else was said after that, Yoongi didn’t register it. He growled and started pounding into Jungkook at a frenzied pace, his only thoughts being breed and knot and claim .
When he finally came back to himself, his and Namjoon’s knots were lodged firmly in Jungkook’s ass, and the human’s come was splattered on his stomach, chest, and some had pooled in his collarbones. “What happened?” he asked, and his voice cracked on the last syllable.
“Um.” Namjoon cleared his throat. “You snapped. I saw it, and honestly it was sexy. Then you fucked Jungkookie for a good ten seconds before you popped your knot.”
“Oh.” Yoongi leaned over Jungkook and checked his face. “Are you okay, baby?”
“Mm.” Jungkook’s eyes were wide and he had drool running down his chin. He opened his mouth to speak, but all that came out was a hoarse giggle at first, then he nodded and said “Yeah I am.”
“Are you sure?” Namjoon asked cautiously. “Yoongi-hyung went really hard on you.”
Yoongi winced at that, but he knew it was true. “I’m sorry if I hurt you, Kook-ah.”
“No it’s okay hyung!” Jungkook shook his head quickly. “That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had, and I liked the pain.”
Namjoon chuckled. “He’s fucked me that hard before, and I couldn’t walk at all the next day.”
“Really?” Jungkook’s eyes widened. “Damn, I guess I won’t be walking tomorrow.” He shrugged and grinned. “It was worth every second.”
Yoongi relaxed hearing his words, and he leaned down to kiss him. “Your comfort has been the top priority throughout this whole thing, so I’m very happy to hear that.” He smiled when Jungkook reached up to cup his cheek and bring him back in for another kiss, and they lingered for a minute before Namjoon cleared his throat.
“So, we’re stuck now, right?”
“Oh shit, yeah we are.” Yoongi frowned. Usually, his knot didn’t deflate for almost half an hour, and Namjoon’s took about the same amount of time. He relayed this information to Jungkook, whose mouth dropped open in shock. He was about to say something else when he looked down and really saw Jungkook’s stomach for the first time. It was slightly bloated with the sheer amount of come that the alphas had released into him, and the sight made him groan.
“What?” Namjoon asked with a frown, and he tried to crane his neck to see, but Jungkook winced in pain when he moved. “Ah, sorry.” He kissed the side of Jungkook’s neck.
“It’s okay.” Jungkook gently squeezed his thigh, then both he and Namjoon looked back up at Yoongi. “Now what are- holy shit.”
“Yeah.” Yoongi gulped. “You look like you’re freshly bred.” He had to swallow back a growl when he said the last word.
“Fuck that’s hot.” Namjoon moved his hand up Jungkook’s torso, smearing the come on his skin, and froze when his hand met the slight swell of Jungkook’s stomach.
Fortunately - or sadly, in Jungkook’s opinion - all three of them were far too tired out to even think about going for round two. After the alphas’ knots had gone down, they slowly, carefully pulled out Jungkook, who whined and complained about feeling empty.
“I know baby,” Yoongi soothed, “but there will be other times.”
“Wait, there will be more?” Jungkook’s eyes widened, and he smiled more widely than Yoongi had seen him smile in nearly a week, and the sight was so heartwarming it nearly made him forget that the human had asked a question.
“Yes, as long as we’re all consenting to it.” After Namjoon and Jungkook enthusiastically nodded their agreement, the two alphas moved to prepare a shower for the three of them and change the sheets. They took a long, luxurious shower together, then climbed into bed, dried off and satiated and happy.
“Now,” Namjoon said after a moment of blissful quiet, “I think there’s something the three of us need to talk about.”
“I agree.” Yoongi nodded, knowing what Namjoon was going to say already. They both sat up so they could face Jungkook, and they held each other’s hands while reaching for his.
“What’s going on? Did I do something wrong?” Jungkook asked worriedly.
“No, of course not!” Namjoon squeezed his hand. “It’s literally the opposite, actually.”
“Huh?” Jungkook blinked. “What do you mean?”
Yoongi chuckled and raised Jungkook’s hand to his lips so he could brush a kiss across his knuckles. “Jungkook, Namjoon-ah and I think that you’re our true mate.”
“Your what?”
“Our true mate.” Namjoon cleared his throat. “In our culture, it’s like a soulmate. A perfect match.”
Jungkook nodded slowly in understanding. “But is that even possible with two wolves and a human?”
“It’s rare, but it has happened before.”
“Yes,” Namjoon agreed, “there have only been a few reported happenings, but it’s not impossible.”
“And,” Jungkook blushed and turned his head away, “would the human in this situation feel anything different? Or is it just on the wolves’ side?”
“I’m not sure about that part.” Namjoon pouted, and Yoongi knew he hated not being able to give Jungkook an answer.
“But that’s okay,” Yoongi interjected, “you told us that you do have feelings for us, and that’s good enough.”
“Yes, it definitely is.” Namjoon relaxed and thanked Yoongi, who leaned over to give him a kiss.
“I definitely have feelings for both of you.” Jungkook smiled. “I would really like to see where things with the three of us go.”
“I would too!” Namjoon and Yoongi said simultaneously, making the three of them burst into laughter.
“So we’re in agreement then? The three of us are true mates?” Namjoon asked hopefully.
“Yes.” Yoongi smiled softly.
“I think we are!” Jungkook chimed in.
After that, they decided to order a special dinner to celebrate their newfound stage in their relationship. They stayed up long into the night, eating, talking, and drinking champagne, and when they finally fell asleep in each other’s arms, it was with the reassurance that they were truly meant to be together, hopefully for the rest of their lives.