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There is one specific spot in the library where Kim Namjoon absolutely loves to sit. He likes to call it his safe place within the campus. Every time the young alpha goes to the main library, he always sits on the very same spot. As he is making his way to the said spot, a frown makes an appearance on his face because there is someone else sitting in his usual spot which is new, in a way, because most of the time no one would be sitting there except Namjoon.
Namjoon’s wolf whines a little in unhappiness. It’s really out of his control. Namjoon doesn’t even know why but he and his wolf just really love that spot. No questions shall be asked. Anyway, because Kim Namjoon is a certified Good Person, he takes a deep breath and smiles. It’s okay, he thinks yet his wolf whines again. Namjoon walks closer to the table and decides to take a seat on the chair right next to his favorite, usual spot without fussing over it.
Because he is a Good Person with a Good Heart, Mind and Soul.
The person sitting in his ultimate-favorite spot turns their head and Namjoon’s mind immediately goes blank. Not a single thing passes through his mind and for an alpha like Kim Namjoon, that is not normal. The alpha was not, in any type of way, expecting to see that beauty. What the fuck? The alpha malfunctions, his movements come to a halt—all he can do is stare at the other man in pure silence, mouth hanging out open just a tiny bit. This is so not Kim Namjoon-coded but fuck.
“Staring like that at someone you don’t know is not really nice, you know that?” The person says, his voice is soft and almost uninterested. “Close your mouth or else flies might as well make a new home there.”
Namjoon is good when it comes to his studies. Not this.
By this, he means communicating directly with a gorgeous, handsome, jaw-dropping man.
“You are really beautiful.” Namjoon breathes out.
The man raises an eyebrow in amusement and only then, Namjoon realizes what he just blurted out but he really does not regret it. What’s the harm in admitting the truth? It isn’t like he did something illegal, right?
“Dude, what the hell?” The stranger huffs out at the sudden compliment. Namjoon cannot help but take note of how the man’s cheeks flush a pretty light red color at the compliment. He’s so cute. “That was so random but thank you. I appreciate it.
“You’re welcome!”
Namjoon gulps as he settles down. He pulls his own laptop out of his bag, suddenly way too aware of his every move. The alpha is trying to function normally, to act the way he always does but Namjoon simply cannot get his mind off the man sitting beside him on his favorite spot. Namjoon is dying to continue talking to the man and because of that heavy, itchy feeling, Namjoon doesn’t think twice before speaking again. The alpha really doesn’t know how to function around beautiful people.
“M—My name is Kim Namjoon. I’m a third year accounting student.” He introduces himself to the stranger, dying to know his name but he hopes his excitement doesn’t show off too much or else, Namjoon thinks, that would make him seem uncool. Who’d ever want an uncool guy? “I’m a—also an alpha. Uh, what’s your name? I’ve never seen you around before and also, you’re really beautiful. Are you, just by any tiny chance, an Angel—”
Namjoon only stops talking when the man puts his hand in front of his face, mutely signaling him to Shut The Fuck Up—as per Kim Namjoon’s mind tells him. The moment the man’s palm is in his sight, the alpha, being the Good Person with a Good Heart, Mind and Soul he is, immediately zips his mouth shut. What if the beautiful man thinks he is annoying?
Well, there goes Kim Namjoon’s goddamned reputation.
(What reputation?)
“You talk way too much to someone whom you have never met until, like, five minutes ago. Are you always like this around strangers?” The man asks him, a pointed expression plastered on his face.
A dreadful look takes over Namjoon’s face. “D—Do you not like people who talk too much? Oh my God. Wait. Wait, I usually don’t talk this much, anyway!” Cue that awkward laugh of his. “I just…had too much sugar and now I’m feeling so energized. Also, did I mention how beautiful you are? Do you like the term handsome more? I’m sorry if that’s so—but I hope you do know that you are handsome too. Very. Uhm, are you single? What’s your major? Oh! Wait, wait. Do you not like people who talk a lot? Again, I just had too much—”
“Hey, Kim Namjoon—”
Said man gasps. Way too dramatically. “You know my name?!”
A Are You Fucking Serious look gets sent his way. Namjoon awkwardly smiles, nervously scratching the back of his neck as he clears his throat. “S—Sorry.”
“I appreciate you feeding me all those compliments but it’s better if I leave now because I know you won’t shut up any time soon.” Namjoon opens his mouth, ready to say something again but he immediately closes his mouth when the beautiful man sends him yet another pointed look. “The name is Min Yoongi, by the way. My classes are held on the other side of campus so that’s probably why you’ve never seen me before. Architecture is my major too.” The alpha mutely watches the beautiful ful, Min Yoongi, pack his bag. “And I am no angel, Kim Namjoon-ssi.”
“B—But—But are you single?”
Yoongi halts his movement and gives the alpha a weird look. “Yes, why?” He stands up swiftly. “You wanna date me, alpha?”
Oh. My. God.
“Yes!”
Namjoon grabs his swift chance and studies what the man is wearing now that Yoongi isn’t seated down. It’s nothing extraordinary, really. Min Yoongi is wearing such a basic outfit—a slightly oversized white short sleeved (that’s rolled up a little) shirt that says Agust D in the middle, plain and simple, tucked in with jeans. Yet, if you ask Namjoon, he would tell you that man looked good enough to walk the runway.
His response drew out a pretty laugh—can laughs even be considered pretty?—from Yoongi. Namjoon mentally gives himself a pat for that. “You don’t even know if I am an omega. What if I’m an alpha, huh? Or a beta?”
Namjoon frowns then. He tilts his head to the side, a habit that pops up whenever he is confused. “What does that have to go with anything? I don’t care. D—Does that mean you’re single, Yoongi-ssi?”
By the time he said that, Yoongi was already done packing up his things.
Namjoon gulps when he makes eye contact with the man. There is just something about Yoongi that makes Namjoon’s wolf want to just…give in to him, to do whatever the man would want him to fucking do and it’s strange because Namjoon has never felt this way before but it doesn’t feel bad at all. Namjoon has met more than a fucking million omegas, betas and alphas but none of them, not a single one, has made him felt like this. What’s so special about Min Yoongi? He doesn’t know but he sure as hell isn’t questioning anything.
“Can you handle me, Namjooni-ssi?” Yoongi smirks at him.
Fuck.
Namjoon could fucking die.
Before the alpha could speak, Yoongi grips his chin, not allowing him to look away. Namjoon can already sense the dominance coming from the man and God, it makes him feel so good. Should that be strange? Well, whatever. Namjoon doesn’t really care.
“I feel like you’re not going to be able to handle me, alpha.” Yoongi clicks his tongue, eyes scanning every visible inch of Namjoon’s body from his sight. “I’m not an easy omega, you know? I’m very hard to please and most alphas give up.”
“I—I—I won’t give up!” Namjoon stutters out.
Yoongi chuckles. “You’re a cute one, Namjoon-ssi.” The omega smiles at him, patting his cheek. “It was nice meeting you but I’m going to get going now so bye!”
Then he’s out of Namjoon’s sight.
The next time Kim Namjoon sees Min Yoongi is a week later.
In all honesty, the alpha longed to see the omega the moment he disappeared from his eyes but Namjoon just could not find him no matter how hard he tried—or maybe he just didn’t try to look for him hard enough but that doesn’t matter because right now, this very second, Kim Namjoon can clearly see Min Yoongi with his own two fucking eyes. This isn’t a dream of his, it’s very real.
What does Namjoon do?
Well, obviously he gets closer to Yoongi.
He doesn’t even waste a single second.
“Hello.”
Min Yoongi turns his head back at the familiar voice, an eyebrow raised in surprise when he sees the man standing behind him. Yoongi chuckles, turning himself around fully, completely unaware of how nervous he is making Namjoon feel on the inside. Namjoon feels like a pup. Yoongi’s gaze makes him feel so small and shy.
“Haven’t seen you in a hot minute, big guy.” Yoongi clicks his tongue, shamelessly eyeing Namjoon’s body, gaze moving from his head to feet then back again.
“Who’s this, Yoongichi?” An unfamiliar voice asks.
Namjoon lifts his head up, gaze shifting from Yoongi to the owner of the unfamiliar voice. It’s then when the alpha realizes that Yoongi isn’t alone and that he most definitely did interrupt their time and Namjoon mentally subtracts a number off his coolness-level because what he did wasn’t so cool of him. He doesn’t want to seem like a total pathetic dickhead to Min Yoongi.
“He’s the alpha pup I told you about a couple of days ago. Or was it last week? I’m not sure but I do know that I told you guys about him before.” Yoongi answers smoothly, completely oblivious to Namjoon’s mental breakdown. “What’s your major again, big guy?”
“A—Accounting.” Namjoon stutters out. Then, he puffs his chest. “And I—I’m not a pup. I’m a grown alpha.”
“Ah, yes. Accounting.” Yoongi nods, turning his head to look back at his friend. He ignores the alpha’s comment of him not being a pup. “That most likely means that he is a smarty pants.” Yoongi looks back at Namjoon. “Am I right, big guy?”
Namjoon’s breath hitches. He hurriedly nods his head. This is his chance to show himself off a little to Yoongi, the alpha thinks. “I like to think that I am pretty smart. I mean, I have good grades. Very good grades. Wh—What about you? Do you have good grades? Uh, is being an architecture major hard? I hear most people say that—”
“Oh, he likes to talk, doesn’t he?” Yoongi’s friend chuckles, shoving his food in his mouth. He is quick to swallow his food. “Also, accounting, huh? You know a Park Jimin, by any chance?”
The alpha takes a moment to think.
“I don’t think—oh, wait.” Namjoon snaps his fingers, nodding his head at the omega’s friend. “I do. I do know someone named Park Jimin. Uh, blonde hair and he’s an omega, right? From Busan, if I’m not wrong…?”
“Yep. He is mine. Don’t even think of trying to—”
Namjoon’s expression instantly morphs into a disgusted expression laced with an offended one too. He finds it incredibly offensive that the guy would even have the guts to say that to him when he’s clearly into Yoongi. “I do not, in any possible way, have any romantic feelings for him. I clearly am into Yoongi-ssi not Park Jimin. Thank you very much, whatever your name is. I did not appreciate that from you.”
The young alpha receives silence for a few seconds.
He blushes harder, the tip of his ears fully red.
“Okay, must I seriously remind you that this is only our second meeting, big—”
“L—Love at first sight!” Namjoon squeaks out.
“This is peak cinema—”
“Ugh, Seokjin, seriously? Shut the fuck up.” Yoongi growls, showing off his middle finger to his best friend before turning back to Namjoon. “And, seriously, Namjoon?”
The alpha clears his throat. Giving up isn’t in his dictionary. He would be a fool to easily give up on Min Yoongi. “Last time you asked me if I could h—handle you and I think—I believe that I can handle you pretty well. I promise I am an ideal alpha, Yoongi-ssi.”
“Have you ever dated before?”
“No. No one has ever been interested in me before and I have never liked anyone romantically until I saw you.”
Seokjin chokes on his food.
Dramatic.
Yoongi chuckles in amusement. “You’re really something else.” He looks back in front, the back of his head facing Namjoon. “Anyway, big guy, I have no interest in you, no interest in dating to be honest. This is me rejecting you. Have a good—”
“I’m not gonna give up,” Namjoon huffs out. The omega turns around then, looking at him with confusion written all over his face. Namjoon is burning with embarrassment but he cannot give up when he made it this far. “M—My dad kept wooing my mother for years until she finally said that she loves him back. I am going to do the same thing. However—”
“What are you even—”
“However—” The younger alpha stresses the word out. He’s trying his very best to seem well-maintained and Namjoon can only hope that Yoongi doesn’t notice how he’s nearly trembling. “I am going to respect your final, ultimate decision because my parents taught me well. I do not think you were taking me seriously just now though so I won’t count what you just said, Yoongi-ssi.”
Yoongi gapes at him, completely taken aback. “Wait—”
“Unfortunately, I have to attend a lecture now.” Namjoon sheepishly says, scratching his nape. “Uhm, it was lovely seeing you again. You look really pretty. Can I please have your number, Yoongi-ssi?” His phone is out, keypad on the screen, more than ready to type in the number. “I promise I will be good and not bother you a lot, Yoongi-ssi.”
And before Min Yoongi could even say anything, Seokjin—that damned bastard—was blurring out his phone number for Namjoon to type in, which he did on the spot.
“Kim Seokjin!” Yoongi growls, glaring at his best friend. Said man simply shrugs lazily, continuing to eat his meal like nothing ever happened. Yoongi groans and looks back at Namjoon. “Hey—”
“Thank you for the number!” Namjoon says to Seokjin before his eyes land back to the omega. “Bye, Yoongi-ssi. I will see you soon, hopefully. I won’t bother you too much on text. Have a great day, Yoongi-ssi. Don’t—Don’t forget me too easily! Bye!”
And he’s off.
He’s off right before Yoongi could even say anything.
Does Kim Namjoon keep his word?
The answer to that question is a straightforward: no. Kim Namjoon does not really keep his word because he texts Yoongi a lot. A-fucking-lot.
It was something the omega wasn’t expecting. He expected Namjoon to be the type of guy who does not text other people much but he’s clearly been proven wrong.
Kim Namjoon
Do you like guys who workout a lot?
Kim Namjoon
I’ve been hitting the guy a lot lately and I noticed that I am getting buffer than I already am—and by no means am I trying to get your attention over that but it is a genuine question. I will stop if you don’t like guys who workout a lot.
Min Yoongi
Kim Namjoon
Min Yoongi
I don’t give a fuck if you workout a lot
Kim Namjoon
Perfect! Should we go grab dinner?
Kim Namjoon
I will take your silence as a no. I’ll try again next time! Don’t think I’ll give up this easily :)
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Kim Namjoon
I tried to find you the moment I got out of my lecture but I failed. Kinda bummed out because I really want to see you.
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Kim Namjoon
Do you like alphas who curse a lot?
Kim Namjoon
You know, like bad boys. Or maybe like fuckboys?
Kim Namjoon
Except I do not want anyone else but you so a part of me is hoping you don’t end up actually having a thing for fuckboys. Just saying.
Kim Namjoon
Wait
Kim Namjoon
Actually, can you just tell me your type?
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Kim Namjoon
My mom made her signature dish and I had like 29 plates of it. It was so good.
Kim Namjoon
Oh wait
Kim Namjoon
Haha not 29 plates literally…
Kim Namjoon
I promise I have manners
Kim Namjoon
Am I texting you a lot?
(All that text from one day and that’s not even all of it.)
“Okay, I can’t do this anymore. What’s got Yoongi hyung smiling like a total fucking fool while looking at his phone? Maybe it’s going to rain money tomorrow!”
At the mention of his name, Yoongi freezes for a split second before clearing his throat. He proceeds to act as if he wasn’t smiling, silently locking his phone without replying to Namjoon. Yoongi’s attention goes back to his two friends, Jimin and Seokjin. The three of them are at their usual restaurant, just a few buildings away from their campus. After being so busy during the first half of the day, the omega had finally gotten the chance to skim through all the messages Kim Namjoon sent him over the day.
“Well, baby, let me tell you. A certain Kim Namjoon’s got our Yoongichi—”
“Finish that damn sentence of yours and I will make sure that you won’t be able to give Jimin any fucking kids, Kim Seokjin-ssi.” Yoongi smiles bitterly at his best friend who rolls his eyes at his words.
“Yoongi hyung!” Jimin, who is sitting beside his boyfriend, gapes in horror and kisses Seokjin’s cheek in comfort. The younger omega looks back to the older one, frowning. “Quit being so mean to my love, Yoongi hyung. And, Kim Namjoon? I’m pretty sure I know him. Since when did you guys start communicating with each other? What the fuck?”
The older omega sighs, swirling his straw in his drink. “We met at the library on campus. He sat down next to me.” Yoongi knows that he can’t not explain the situation to Jimin because he is aware of how nosy the younger omega is. Park Jimin isn’t the type to back down so even if he doesn’t end up telling him what happened now, Yoongi already knows that he will end up telling him later. “Namjoon is calling it love at first sight. He’s been texting a fucking lot ever since some dumbass—” He glares at Seokjin. “—gave him my number. When he sees me, he starts following me around like a damn puppy, ugh.”
Jimin, to Yoongi’s surprise, coos. Coos. “That’s so freaking cute!”
The older omega scoffs. “Cute? Are you dumb?” He rolls his eyes at Jimin. “You mean, annoying. Not cute. It’s anything but cute, Jimin-ah, come on now.”
Seokjin cracks a smile. “I think you’re enjoying this more than you find it annoying, honestly. When was the last time you dated someone, Yoongichi? Even I, your best friend since birth, cannot fucking remember that.”
“You guys are so fucking—”
“Yoongi-ssi?”
The omega freezes, knowing damn well who that voice belongs to.
The voice belongs to none other than Kim Namjoon. The man who is the very main topic of their conversation, if you must. Yoongi really wonders if the alpha is actually interested in him romantically or if this whole thing is some stupid bullshit coming up from his ass. It’s true that Yoongi doesn’t really have any strong feelings towards dating at the moment—all his previous relationships ended up hurting him like a bitch and he finally decided to give himself a well deserved break from dating to avoid the risks of breaking his heart.
But Yoongi has had some good old hookups. Sex partners.
Nothing that requires him to have a romantic relationship with anyone. It’s just casual sex. That’s all.
No one really put in any effort to woo him before either. Yoongi never met someone like Kim Namjoon. No one ever bothered to text him as many times as Kim Namjoon did, no one ever bothered being as bold as Kim Namjoon is and that’s what makes him a little—just a tiny bit—intrigued by the young alpha.
Yoongi mentally groans before turning himself around.
“Namjoonie!” Jimin greets his fellow classmate. They both study the same major and fall under the same subjects, that’s how they are familiar with each other but truthfully, they never really interacted a lot. “I can’t believe you have fallen for my Yoongi hyung! What a tiny world we live in. Had I known he would be your type then I would have set you both up ages ago! What the fuck! This is so crazy.”
Namjoon emits a little, awkward laugh. (Yoongi doesn’t know how he can go from bold to shy so easily.) “Hello, Jimin-ssi. It’s great to see you. I hope I’m not disturbing the three of you. I wasn’t expecting to bump into you guys here—”
“Ah, well! None of that matters!” Seokjin suddenly says. His loud, sudden voice startles Yoongi who curses under his breath. “My Jiminie and I are done here. We’re just going to go pay for our order so why don’t you—” Seokjin looks at Yoongi and grins. That stupid grin of his. “—and Yoongichi have a little date?”
“Kim Seokjin, I swear to God, I will end your damn—”
“A d—date with Yoongi-ssi?” Namjoon squeaks out.
(If you look closely enough, you would probably be able to see the hearts appearing in Namjoon’s eyes.)
And that is quite literally how Min Yoongi finds himself at the restaurant all alone with none other than Kim Namjoon all because of his so-called best friend. He’s surely going to end up murdering Seokjin with his bare hands soon. Yoongi can even go ahead and promise that if it’s the last thing he must do.
Surprisingly enough, it isn’t as awkward as Yoongi expected it to be and that’s mainly because the alpha immediately starts yapping. One thing about Namjoon is that when he talks, he talks. Yoongi finds that just a little bit interesting, if you must.
“And then—you won’t believe this—I saw him with another girl at the mall! I was so shocked and they weren’t acting so lovely—”
“You know you aren’t obligated to stay here, right?”
Namjoon blinks at him. “S—Sorry?”
The omega mentally groans for the millionth time. He shrugs lazily, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. “I’m just saying. Are you doing this because you want to fuck me, Namjoon? Is that your goal because if it is then we can fuck right now, big guy.”
“Wait—”
“I’m serious. You’re a pretty damn hot guy so we can really just have sex—”
“I don’t want to have sex with you, Yoongi-ssi!” Namjoon whisper-yells, the shock is so evident in his voice. He’s so, impossibly, red. And the omega simply cannot understand what this alpha wants from him. Namjoon takes a deep breath, setting his fork down on the table. He outright glares at Yoongi. “What on earth are you talking about? I—I’m thankful you find me h—hot but I seriously like you. I want to get to know you. I don’t want sex only a—and—”
“I don’t date. I’ve rejected you before—”
“That doesn’t count. You cannot reject me if I don’t confess to you—”
What the fuck?
“Are you dumb?” Yoongi shoots Namjoon a blank look. He shakes his head and clears his throat. “I can’t even count with my fingers how many times you’ve said you like me! You even called it love at first sight!”
Namjoon pouts. “Okay, yeah. I will admit that I have done that but a confession is more—more intimate. That was just me informing you I like you. When I confess to you, I’m going to pour my heart and soul into it so that does not count, Yoongi-ssi. Anyway, what matters is that I am serious about you and I strongly believe that there is a high chance for us to—”
“I’d still reject you.”
“At least let me court you!”
“You wish to court me?!”
“Yes—”
“You are going to be wasting your time.”
Courting isn’t something people do a lot these days but back then, back when things were still very traditional, courting used to be such a big thing. Most might think that it’s the same as dating but no. Courting is when an alpha wishes to mate someone, carry their mark on their neck proudly. It comes with the sole intention of spending their forever with that special person, in a way, it’s more intimate than dating. When courting, the alpha is supposed to give the person gifts, which can be any amount but when they give their last, final gift, the person they intend to mate is supposed to give them an answer by then.
Again, courting isn’t something people do a lot these days.
But for Kim Namjoon, he has always dreamt of courting someone but no one really made his heart flip the way Min Yoongi did. The moment he saw the omega, he and his wolf went crazy. The urge to stay with the omega just grew more and more. His father has always been vocal about how he courted his wife and Namjoon, from such a young age, fell in love with the thought of courting someone and it just so happens that he wants to court Min Yoongi.
“I would not consider it a wastage of my time.” Namjoon huffs out, visibly offended by what Yoongi just said to him and his reaction just confuses Yoongi even more. “I want to court you. I know that courting isn’t a big deal in our society now but—but I have always wanted to court someone who me and my wolf like and when I saw you, it felt like fate.” Namjoon’s so honest with his words, Yoongi feels like he is going crazy. “If you let me, I wish to give you gifts and until my last one, I’ll wait for your answer. Courting in the traditional way isn’t done much anymore but still. We—We don’t have to mate immediately if, in any possible chance, the courting ends up successful. Please just know that sex is not what I simply want with you.”
The older omega remains silent for a few seconds. “You’re just going to end up breaking your own heart, Namjoon-ah. I told you that relationships aren’t—”
“I—I’m sorry, but you cannot predict the future!” The alpha blurts out. Namjoon, despite his bluntness, is unable to look the omega in the eye. “Please. J—Just agree to let me court you. Seven gifts is what I’m going to give you. If, when I’ve given you my last gift and you still don’t feel the same way about me then—then I will stop. I’ll go away, I’ll leave you alone. Whatever you want, Yoongi-ssi.”
This is so weird, Yoongi thinks.
It’s weird because no one has ever been this dedicated to him. No one has ever tried as hard as Kim Namjoon is trying—Yoongi just knows that he’s going to take it up to another level if he agrees with him. The omega does understand where Namjoon is coming from though—it is true that he cannot predict the future, Yoongi simply said all that based on his current feelings.
What if everything changes later on?
“You really have no need to court me—”
“That is beyond ridiculous! Why would I not want to court you?” Namjoon huffs and puffs. His expression then morphs into a puzzled look. “Are you saying you hate being courted? If that—”
Yoongi rolls his eyes. “I have no reason to hate courting. No one has ever courted me before and courting is a big thing, isn’t it? Are you sure you’d want to—”
“Without a doubt, Yoongi-ssi.” Namjoon smiles.
The older man chuckles. “Are you positive you can even handle me? I’ve been told that I can get pretty difficult at times and most alphas just give up—”
“Positive.” Namjoon huffs out. Yoongi notices the way he rolls his eyes at the mention of other alphas. How cute. “P. O. S. I. T. I. V. E. I am super, beyond po—”
“Okay, big guy. I fuckin’ get it.” Yoongi snorts. “Go ahead and court me then. Also, drop the formality with me—”
“Thank you, hyung!” Namjoon beams.
“You seriously have got to quit cutting me off, Kim Namjoon.” Yoongi smiles at him. “Or else I will kill you myself.”
“G—Got it, Yoongi hyung.”
It’s been two months since then and Yoongi feels like he has adopted a big, buff, tall alpha-pup.
Ever since that day at the restaurant when Yoongi had verbally given Namjoon permission to court him, Namjoon has been clinging to his side at every opportunity that gets thrown into his direction. Two months in and Yoongi has received just three out of the seven gifts from Namjoon. The alpha said that if he were to give him his courting gifts so soon then they’d spend less time together and he doesn’t want that to happen.
So, Yoongi is stuck with Kim Namjoon.
“Yoongi hyung, are you going to be busy later tonight?”
The older man does not hesitate to nod his head, gaze still fixated on his laptop screen. “I will be busy tonight. I promised Jimin that I would go to a party with Seokjin hyung and him, so I can’t really back out of that.”
Namjoon groans—dramatic and all. “But hyung.” He whines. Yoongi really thinks he’s just a pup in a big alpha’s body. “Hyung, I want to spend time with you.”
“Are we not spending time now?”
“It’s different. I want to spend time with you w—when you’re not busy working!” The alpha huffs out. Yoongi then finally stops typing and actually looks Namjoon in the eye. “Y—Yoongi hyung. I want to be with you tonight. Please, wanna stay close to you, hyung.”
Kim Namjoon is a clingy man, Yoongi had learned.
But while Yoongi can simply tell the alpha no and Namjoon would respect that, he would respect whatever the omega tells him but for some reason, the omega can’t get himself to say no to Namjoon right now (nearly every time).
“The only way you’d be spending time with me tonight when I’m not working is if you come to the party.” Yoongi says, running his fingers through his hair. “And I remember you saying you’re not a big fan of parties so—”
“Can I come to the party?” Namjoon shyly asks.
Yoongi raises an eyebrow. “You? Come to a party?”
“Yes,” The alpha clears his throat, sitting straight. “What if some—some drunk person tries to hit on you? Do you know how dangerous people can get when they are out of their mind and drunk, Yoongi hyung? And—”
Namjoon abruptly shuts up when he sees the glare the omega is sending him. “I can protect myself very—”
“That is so not what I meant!” The alpha whines in panic. He pulls his chair closer to Yoongi, just dying to get close to the omega. “I know you’re a tough guy! I was just using that as an excuse! I just hate the thought of other alphas trying to seduce you in the party so please let me join you for the sake of my wellbeing.”
It’s silent for a few seconds.
“For the sake…of your…wellbeing?” Yoongi parrots.
“Yes…”
Again, silence.
Yoongi breaks it with a loud sigh. “You do know that you sound awfully stupid right now, Namjoon-ah.”
“I…am well aware, yes.” Namjoon breathes out, the tip of his ears bright red. “Can you please let me come?”
“It’s not my party so you don’t need my permission—”
“But if I show up out of nowhere, you won’t be happy with me because then you would know that I came because of you since you know that I don’t go to parties!” Namjoon says all in one breath. Yoongi seriously cannot believe this alpha. “Please, hyung.”
The omega sighs again. “You’re going to hate the party.”
“I’m not going there for the party,” Namjoon mutters with an eye roll. “I’m going there for you. Please, hyung. Can I come? I—I promise I’ll be good! I won’t annoy you!”
Something within Yoongi twitches when he hears Namjoon promising him that he will be good. The omega wonders just how good the alpha can be for him.
“—ung?”
The omega snaps out of his thoughts. He shakes his head a little to get himself back to normal. Yoongi clears his throat as he straightens his back. “Will you promise me that you will be a good alpha for me, Namjoon-ah?”
Yoongi watches—he watches closely—as the alpha takes a moment to process his words and when Namjoon finally does realize what he just said to him, Yoongi notices how his cheeks slowly turns red, how the tip of his ears turn red too and how his eyes widens for a slight moment before Namjoon breaks eye contact with him. Min Yoongi has truly never met an alpha like him before.
“Y—Yes,” The alpha gulps, eyeing his own hands nervously. “I—I—I will be for hyung. I promise. Please let me come, Yoongi hyung. I’ll be good. I swear on it!”
Yoongi licks his lips, humming. “Fine. You can come.” And before Namjoon could utter a word out, Yoongi beat him to it. “I’ll text you the location later but it starts at 7:30. I don’t understand why you’re insisting on joining but I really don’t want to stop you so see you tonight.”
“Why are you talking like you’re gonna go somewhere else now? I thought you were done with your classes?”
“I am done with my classes but,” Yoongi flicks Namjoon’s nose. “You, big guy, should be running to class because it’s nearly 12. You do not want to be late, do you, Namjoon-ah?”
Well, fuck.
He totally forgot he had class.
The party is loud and hectic when Yoongi arrives.
He has already greeted Seokjin and Jimin, he caught the couple dancing together but instead of joining them, Yoongi decided that he would really rather just enjoy a drink. The omega has yet to see Namjoon. The alpha told him he would come but a part of Yoongi thinks that Namjoon won’t end up coming because he knows that the younger man is not fond of parties like he is.
They are both so different from each other.
Yet Namjoon still likes him.
“If it isn’t Min Yoongi, my damned favorite omega.”
The said man turns his head at the mention of his name and snorts when he sees Choi Eunsu. An alpha . Also someone who Yoongi has slept with a couple of times. You can go ahead and address them as fuck buddies although it’s been a while since the last time they fucked.
“I’d say fancy seeing you here but,” Yoongi sighs dramatically, shrugging. “You’re a bit of a whore and love partying so…I did think I would bump into you.”
Eunsu laughs, loud and genuine. “Hey, quit calling me a whore. I thought you wouldn’t show up tonight. Thought you were busy with your shit, Yoongi-ah.”
“I need to get work out of my mind.” The omega shrugs lazily, eyes meeting Eunsu’s. The alpha is staring at him with that expression on his face. Yoongi knows Eunsu. And he knows that the alpha is already thinking of fucking him. “You need to get that perverted thought out of your mind now, Eunsu. I know that look of yours.” The alpha laughs, raising his free hand up as if he’s surrendering. Yoongi rolls his eyes at him. “I was so right.”
“Well,” Eunsu clicks his tongue. He takes a few steps closer to the omega, his eyes never leaving Yoongi’s. “I can surely help you get work out of your mind. I’ve done so before, why not again?”
And Yoongi thinks, why not again?
Why?
Why is he hesitating to say yes?
Choi Eunsu is a great alpha. He’s very respectful and knows his limits. For the past few months, he has been nothing but wonderful towards Yoongi and the sex is also good. Eunsu fucks him so well so why? Why is Yoongi hesitating to say yes to the alpha now?
“Yoongi hyung.”
When he hears the familiar voice call out his name, Yoongi feels his omega howling in pleasure. What the fuck? Is he getting sick? Yoongi finishes his remaining drink in one go before turning his head to face the other alpha—Kim Namjoon, the star of the damned show. The younger alpha looks dressed up, in a way. He’s wearing normal clothes. Namjoon is wearing an expensive looking jacket, a black shirt with white writing on it and jeans. He’s got his hair styled out too. Holy shit. Yoongi thinks that he is slowly going insane at this point.
What has Namjoon done to him?
“Hyung,” The not-so-little devil-alpha pup huffs out. Namjoon is clearly glaring at Eunsu, the annoyance is so visible on his face. He marched closer to Yoongi and wrapped his arms around him from behind. “Hyung.”
“Namjoon-ah,” Yoongi tsks but it only makes the younger alpha hold him tighter, almost like he’s afraid that he might disappear. The omega sighs and sends Eunsu an apologetic look his way. “Eunsu, I’m sorry. This is Namjoon. Namjoon, meet Eunsu. He’s a good friend of mine.”
“Go away.” Is what Namjoon says instead of greeting the other alpha. “Please.”
Well. Guess he gets bonus points for being polite.
Eunsu barks out a laugh but Namjoon still doesn’t let go of Yoongi. “I see why you were hesitant on us fucking now. You should have told me sooner. This is a bit unexpected though. Didn’t know that—”
“Hyung.” Namjoon interrupts the other alpha without care. He sighs in content as he rubs his nose over Yoongi’s scent gland.
“I—”
“Relax. I’ll get going.” Eunsu chuckles, shaking his head. “You better calm your alpha down though. I think he’s about to lose his shit, Yoongi-ah. Bye, see you soon. Hopefully.”
“Hopefully never—”
“See you, Eunsu!” Yoongi quickly says, hoping the other alpha did not hear what Namjoon said. “Bye!”
When Eunsu has left them alone, Yoongi sighs in relief. He pinches Namjoon’s arm and takes a step forward to remove himself from the alpha’s hold. Yoongi glares at the younger man who is now too shy to look him in the eye. Where the fuck did Namjoon get that courage before?
“What the fuck was that?” Yoongi questions.
Namjoon nearly whines at his tone. His alpha is yelling at him: mate angry, mate unhappy, bad alpha. He didn’t mean to behave the way he did. “H—Hyung. Hyung, I’m sorry. I—I didn’t—He looked like he wanted you.”
“So? What if he did want me?”
“He can’t.” Namjoon growls, taking a step closer to the omega. Yoongi smells so fucking good. “You don’t need him, hyung. I’m here. You don’t need other alphas. Just need me. I even came to the party for you, Yoongi hyung!”
The omega snorts. “Do not fucking act as if I begged you to come here, Namjoon-ah.” This time it’s Yoongi who takes a step forward, daring to go closer to the alpha. “Between us, you do the begging, alpha. Not me. You’re the one whining to always stick close to me, not the other way around. Isn’t that right, big guy?”
The alpha lets out a shaky breath. He’s itching to just hold Yoongi. “Y—Yes. Omega’s right. Please, can I hold you? You smell so fucking good. Let me hold you, please.”
“No.”
Namjoon outright whines. “Please.”
“Jesus Christ, you’re so fucking needy.” Yoongi mutters, rolling his eyes at the alpha. Namjoon is looking at him with those eyes, practically silently begging him with his eyes. “Fine. If you act out like that again, if someone talks to me then I won’t be happy.”
“Yeah,” The alpha distractedly says. He steps around, turns Yoongi around and wraps his arms around his waist from behind. “Fuck. You smell so good, hyung.”
“Quit that.”
“Yes, hyung.”
Minutes later, Namjoon is still sticking close to Yoongi. A few other alphas tried talking to Yoongi, trying to woo him—if you must, but of course, they all couldn’t really do much, especially when there’s another alpha sending them the deadliest glare. Yoongi knew that Namjoon is silly and possessive but he wasn’t expecting the alpha to be this possessive over him. A part of the omega thought that Namjoon would end up partying and enjoying himself but he should have known that Namjoon would just be clinging onto him the whole time.
“Are you seriously going to keep sticking next to me?”
“Yes. I came here for you, Yoongi hyung.” Namjoon huffs out, pouting. “I really do not care about anyone else in the party. I only care about you.”
Yoongi rolls his eyes. “You’re ruining my chances.”
“Your chances?” Namjoon repeats, frowning. “Your chances of what, Yoongi hyung?”
“I want to go dance—”
“I’m not stopping—”
“And let others close to me.”
It’s so clear what Yoongi means. Despite the loud, blasting music, Namjoon can hear the omega very well and he wished he didn’t hear him so clearly. Namjoon’s alpha is whining in displeasure—he loathes the thought of Yoongi being with someone else. It should be him. Namjoon can give Yoongi everything he wants and needs.
The alpha bites on his lower lip, frowning. He clenches his fist, letting out a frustrated sigh. “Hyung, they—they can’t—they can’t even make you feel good! All those alphas, betas and even omegas wouldn’t make you feel good at all, Yoongi hyung!”
“And you think you can?” The elder man scoffs, looking at the alpha in amusement. “There’s people who made me feel good before. Way before you even saw me. Tell me, Namjoon-ah, do you really—” Yoongi takes a step closer to the alpha. “Do you really think you can please me? Huh, pup? How many times have you had sex? Once? Twice, maybe?”
Namjoon’s cheeks reddens. “J—Just once.”
“Oh, pup—”
“I’m not a pup, Yoongi hyung,” Namjoon growls. His hands subconsciously move to rest on the omega’s waist. “I can please you. Just use me, hyung. I promise—I can be a good alpha for you. Please. Don’t go to anyone else when I’m right here. I’m meant for you.”
“Namjoon—”
“Give me a chance,” The younger breathes out. Yoongi can see how desperate he is through his eyes and he fucking hates it. It makes him so weak. “I—I know I’m courting you and all b—but I can—I want to—to do more with you. I’ll be good. Hyung, I’ll be good. Please.”
Yoongi clicks his tongue, looking away from Namjoon for a brief moment. “This will only confuse you. You’re going to think that I’m leading you on and—”
“I’m not—” Namjoon growls, pulling the omega ten times closer to him than he was before. Their faces are only inches away now. Everything feels hot, the room feels too hot. “—a fucking kid. I’m an adult. I know what I’m doing, I know what we are doing. I know I’m courting you but I’m possessive. I don’t want to see anyone touching you. They can—They can’t give you what I’m capable of giving you, hyung. Please.”
“And what are you capable of giving me, pup?”
“Anything.” Namjoon says exasperated.
Fifteen minutes later, Kim Namjoon became weak.
Weaker than he normally is for Min Yoongi.
Kim Namjoon is an alpha. Most people would think of him as someone who is dominant in every aspect because that’s the stereotype for alphas, no matter their gender. If they are an alpha, nine out of ten people would expect you to be dominant and all that jazz but that isn’t the case with Kim Namjoon. The young alpha can go as far ahead and say that he probably only has 10% dominance within himself. His inner alpha isn’t too fond of being so dominant and macho.
That’s not who he is.
But then again, Namjoon never really thought much about things like that because it was never an issue to him. His parents gave no fucks about that, they have been very vocal on how much they love their son for who he is so yes, Kim Namjoon really does not care.
Then Min Yoongi pops up in his life.
And the moment Namjoon sees him, he felt the intense need to do whatever—what-fucking-ever—the omega would possibly want him to do. For the first time in his life, Namjoon felt the urge to take care of someone, shower them with love, protect them—look after them. And do whatever they want him to do and it’s all because of Min Yoongi.
“H—Hyung,” The young alpha mutters, body chilling when he hears the older man locking the door. They escaped the party and made it to Yoongi’s apartment. It’s his first time at the omega’s place. “Hyung. Hyung,” Namjoon nearly whines, wrapping his arms around the omega. “Your scent—oh my fucking God. It smells—” He growls. “You smell so fucking good. Never got to smell you this strongly before, Yoongi hyung. So good.”
“Namjoon-ah, you know why we’re here?”
The alpha grunts. “Yeah. Sex. Gonna fuck you.”
“And—”
“I’m going to fuck you so good,” Namjoon cuts in, rubbing his nose against the other man’s neck. “Gonna fuck you so damn good. You’re never going to want to go to another alpha. Hyung just needs me. I’m meant for you, hyung. Only me, just me.” He curses. “Smell so fucking good, I can’t get enough of you, Yoongi hyung.”
Yoongi hums. He knows that his scent is very much filling the whole damn apartment. He isn’t using scent-blockers and he knows that his scent is driving Namjoon insane so he lets him be. The poor pup is probably drowning in eagerness and nervousness.
Knowing Namjoon, Yoongi is certain he’ll lose his mind.
“Will you be good, Namjoon-ah?” Yoongi questions.
“Yes. I’m going to be so good.” He receives an answer from the alpha immediately yet Namjoon is still not letting him go. “I will do anything for you, hyung. Use me, hyung. I can make—make you feel so good, hyung.”
“Come. Let’s go to the bedroom.” The omega says.
Just seconds later, Namjoon finds himself in Yoongi’s bedroom, clothes all off except for his underwear. The alpha sits on the edge of the bed with Yoongi on his knees, in between his legs. Namjoon’s heart is beating so fast—he feels like he’s dreaming. This feels too good to be real and Yoongi hasn’t even done anything yet.
God, he’s so fucking weak for Yoongi.
“Mhm, you feel big.” The omega seductively says, licking over the clothed bulge lewdly. Namjoon’s breath hitches as he watches him. “You promise to please me?”
“Yes. Y—Yes, I promise. I’ll be good.” Namjoon says.
And Yoongi already knows that the alpha would be big. It’s way too obvious so how can he not know? He’s also very much well aware of how badly Namjoon wants him and Yoongi thrives with that fact. The alpha is so obedient, Yoongi’s loving every second of this. He slowly pulls down Namjoon’s underwear, letting his cock spring free. The omega hums, licking over his bottom lip as he wraps his hand around the leaking cock.
“So fucking big. You’re going to fill me up so well, right?” Yoongi mutters, moving his hand up and down in a gentle manner. “Don’t cum, okay? Control yourself for me, alpha. I think you can easily do that for me, right?”
“Y—Yes, hyung.” Namjoon breathes out. “Can do anything for you.”
“Good boy.” Yoongi coos.
The omega gives the tip of Namjoon’s fat cock a little, teasing lick. It’s more than enough to get the alpha so worked up—Yoongi loves to see it. He usually doesn’t land on with submissive alphas but right now, he’s enjoying this a little too much. Yoongi brings his mouth closer to the leaking cock until the tip of the alpha’s cock is inside. He swirls his tongue around like a champ, making sure that the alpha drowns in pleasure.
Namjoon moans loudly, head thrown back as Yoongi continues to pleasure him.
“G—God,” The submissive alpha chokes out, tears pooling in his eyes. How is it so good? “I—It feels so good. Hyung, please. Ca—Can you—The whole thing—”
“Mhm, you want me to deepthroat you, baby?”
“Please.” Namjoon whimpers out, fisting the sheets.
And Yoongi gives him what he wants. He’s giving in easily, he knows, but Yoongi really doesn’t care about that. Namjoon’s too cute for that. The omega deepthroats him easily—like a true champ—he gags around the alpha’s cock, it’s too big but Yoongi isn’t a quitter. He takes the fat cock in in such a lewd manner that it takes everything in Namjoon to not cum on the spot. The way Yoongi’s eyes rolls back when he takes his cock in drives Namjoon absolutely fucking insane.
He feels so blessed right now.
“H—Hyung!” The alpha breathes out, chest heaving. All the control leaves his body when his cock throbs in Yoongi’s mouth. Namjoon fists the omega’s hair and forces his cock in deeper as he shoots his cum deep inside Yoongi’s mouth. “Fuck. Fuck. That feels so good.”
Yoongi pulls off, his mouth full of cum. He makes a lewd show of swallowing down Namjoon’s cum, knowing it will drive the young alpha even more insane for him.
“Did I not,” Yoongi says, licking over his lips. “Tell you to not cum or what? What happened to being a good alpha for me, Namjoonie? Thought you could please me and yet you just broke my one and only rule for you.”
“It just—It just felt too good! I couldn’t hold myself back but I did try, hyung. I promise I tried, it won’t happen again.” The alpha swears, looking at Yoongi with desperation written all over his face. “I can be good, hyung. Please. I’ll do anything you want me—”
“Anything?”
Namjoon gulps, nodding. “Anything for you.”
“Lay down properly.” Yoongi says.
The alpha is quick to do what the omega tells him to do. Moments after Namjoon’s head hits the soft pillow, he feels Yoongi getting on the bed too. He glances at the older man and his breath hitches when he sees Yoongi dressed in nothing. The omega is bare, raw and naked in all his glory. Namjoon could really fucking die in peace.
“H—Hyung—”
“Ever eaten some pussy, baby?” Yoongi interrupts him with a question as he gets closer to the alpha. Namjoon ends up shaking his head—he never tried it before. “That’s okay. I’ll be your first then. You wanna taste me, alpha?”
Namjoon nods his head eagerly. “So bad. Please.”
“Mhm. You’re so good.” Yoongi coos.
The older man straddles Namjoon, making his way front until his bare cunt is right in front of the alpha’s face. Yoongi knows he’s wet. He knows he’s soaking wet, knows that his slick is eventually going to start dripping out. He’s an horny omega, alright? Namjoon, on the other hand, thinks he might get a nosebleed.
Yoongi’s bare cunt is right in front of him.
Namjoon and his alpha are going crazy.
“Now? Now, hyung?” The omega hears the alpha ask. He sounds so breathless and Min Yoongi fucking loves it. The alpha is so worked up and needy because of him.
“Go ahead, Namjoon-ah.” Yoongi hums, hands gripping on the headboard top rail. He lowers himself down a little to make it easier for the alpha. “Eat up.”
And Namjoon really has never done this before.
This is his first time and the fact that he’s doing this with Yoongi is enough to make him lose his mind. The alpha lets out a breath, hands moving to grip onto the older man’s thigh for balance. Namjoon sticks his tongue out, seemingly testing out what is good for him to do as he flicks his tongue on Yoongi’s clit. The moan the older man lets out makes him want to do more, makes him want to please Yoongi more.
Namjoon sucks on the omega’s clit, his grip tightens on said omega’s thigh. Yoongi, on the other hand, feels like he’s in heaven. While the alpha had admitted to never eating someone out before, he sure as hell is good at it and Namjoon is giving him exactly what he wants. Yoongi moans loudly when the alpha forces his tongue inside. He’s dripping, he’s a mess but he’s quite sure that Namjoon loves that.
“Hyung, you taste so fucking good.” Namjoon growls. His mouth area and chin is wet with Yoongi’s mess. The omega’s scent is filling the entire room—everything smells just like him and Namjoon, God, Namjoon is losing his fucking mind. “Wanna keep my mouth on your pretty cunt every time, hyung. Never want to let you get away from me. Taste so good. Need you always.”
Namjoon hooks his hand out, stretching it to rub on Yoongi’s clit with his thumb as he forces his tongue back inside, swallowing down whatever Yoongi gives him. He almost feels like a starved animal but fuck it.
Yoongi’s too good for him.
“Fuck.” The omega mewls out, head thrown back as he begins to gently rock himself with Namjoon’s tongue buried in his dripping wet pussy. “You’re so fucking good, Namjoon-ah. Perfect alpha, aren’t you?”
“Just—” Said perfect alpha pulls away to answer, taking a deep breath. He’s dizzy. “Just for you. Only for Yoongi hyung. My omega—” Yoongi ignores the way his heart throbs at the possessiveness. “Hyung is my omega. I’m only good, only perfect, for you. No one else. Want you only. Want your pussy every time, Yoongi hyung.”
“Someone loves my pussy,” The older man chuckles.
“Yeah. Love your pussy so much, hyung.” Namjoon mutters. Yoongi’s already got him all dazed out. He can barely think straight at this point. Namjoon frowns when he feels the older man slipping away, the view of the omega’s perfect cunt is soon replaced with the view of the ceiling. “H—Hyung—”
Yoongi rolls his eyes at the man. “You don’t want to fuck me, Namjoon-ah?” The alpha immediately calms down. His face redness when his cock twitches at the thought of finally fucking Yoongi. “That’s what I thought. I know you’re dying to cum inside me. Mhm,” He crawls closer to Namjoon, tracing his finger on the alpha’s chest. “You want to knot me, baby boy?”
“Fuck…”
The younger man feels himself slowly going crazy.
His inner wolf is screaming at him to claim Yoongi, fuck him good until he’s filled with his pups—mate the omega. And Namjoon is sure that the omega knows how much he’s affecting him—Yoongi knows for sure—but he doesn’t care and wants to keep riling him up. Namjoon groans, hands moving to hold onto the older man’s waist. He pulls the omega closer and slots their lips together, his rock hard cock pressing against Yoongi’s stomach. Everything feels so good yet so much but in a good way.
“Omega,” Namjoon calls out, tracing his thumb over the older man’s lips. When Yoongi hums, a smile appears on the alpha’s lips. “Wanna fuck got now. I want to see you with my pups, gonna breed you so well.”
Yoongi straddles Namjoon again, his bare cunt right above the alpha’s cock. He grabs the cock and gives it a little jerk. “You wanna know something, pup?” Yoongi mutters and receives a little nod from the alpha. “It’s very rare for me to let someone knot me. I’ve had sex many times but only got knotted like, maybe two times.”
The alpha growls in displeasure when Yoongi mentions him getting knotted by other alphas. “Forget them all. You won’t need them again, hyung. You just need me.”
“Depends on how good you will fuck me—”
Then all of a sudden, out of nowhere, Yoongi is being flipped over. His back is resting on the bed now with Namjoon on top of him and their position gives Yoongi a good view of how flushed, yet worked up the alpha is.
“I want to put it in now.” Namjoon breathlessly says.
Yoongi smirks, pecking his lips. “Go ahead, pup. Fuck me nice and good, okay? Show me how good you can make me feel.” Namjoon whines at his words. “Hurry.”
“Hyung is so tiny.” Is what the alpha says instead of simply fucking him. Yoongi blushes at his words, it’s too sudden and unexpected. “I’m way bigger than you. Cock’s too big. What if I hurt you, hyung? I don’t want my omega to get hurt but…” Namjoon frowns. “I really want to fuck you. Want to breed you so well, hyung.”
“So what if you’re physically bigger than me?” The omega huffs, rolling his eyes at the younger man. He cups Namjoon’s face and kisses him. “Just fuck me, alpha. I thought you wanted to breed me? Thought you wanted to see me full of your pup . Hurry up and fuck me, Kim Namjoon or else you are going to watch me get my pussy fucked by some other alpha—”
“No.”
The growl that leaves Namjoon’s lips is dangerous yet it excites Yoongi. Yoongi, despite his actions, absolutely fucking loves it when the younger man gets all possessive over him even when they aren’t dating. It drives him insane. The omega moans when he feels the tip of Namjoon’s cock pressing against his wet cunt. He’s leaking so much—his slick is making a mess and all Yoongi can think of is getting fucked by the alpha.
Yoongi wants Namjoon to ruin him.
“H—Hyung,” The alpha pants out, chest heaving as he forces his fat cock inside Yoongi’s tight heat. His walls suck him in so good. It takes everything in the alpha to not cum on the spot and look pathetic. “O—O—Oh my God. Oh my God, hyung, it’s so tight in—inside you.”
The older man coos at him. Yoongi finds Namjoon so cute. A big, strong alpha who gets all pathetic and soft over him. “You’re such a good boy, Joonie.” He runs his fingers through Namjoon’s hair, trying to keep his breathing steady but it’s hard because the alpha’s cock is too big. “K—Keep going, alpha. I want every bit of your cock inside my cunt. Come on, breed me, baby.”
“Am—Am I hurting y—you?”
God.
Even in times like this, Namjoon still cares about him.
What the fuck is Yoongi supposed to feel?
“No,” The omega whispers out, lips ghosting over Namjoon’s. His eyes nearly roll back when the alpha starts to force more of his cock in. “G—Good boy. You’re not hurting me, baby. You’re making me feel so good. Give it all to me, Namjoon-ah. Fuck. That’s good.”
Namjoon moans loudly when he finally enters Yoongi fully. His head is spinning—everything feels so good. Yoongi’s scent, the tightness around his cock is making him lose his fucking mind. The alpha grits his teeth, sucking a mark on Yoongi’s neck before pulling away.
“I want to move.” He tells the omega.
“Go ahead, baby. Fuck me well.” Yoongi seductively says. “I know that you’ve been dying to breed me, baby.”
And when it comes to Yoongi, Namjoon is truly so weak. Him and his inner wolf can’t help but feel the need to submit to the older man even if Yoongi is an omega. As soon as the alpha begins to move, he’s about to seriously lose his damned mind. Namjoon can’t take much. It’s only a matter of time before he loses himself and spills his load.
“Wanna get you pupped,” Namjoon slurs out. He’s fucking Yoongi hard and fast, letting his lust take control over him. He’s drowning in need . He presses his hand on Yoongi’s lower stomach and groans. “Fuck. Can I breed you, omega? Let me—” Namjoon curses under his breath. “Let me get you pregnant. Mhm. Yeah. My omega with my pups. Fucking hell, Yoongi hyung.”
“Alpha—”
“Yeah, I’m your alpha.” The younger man breathes out. His hair is clinging onto his forehead thanks to the sweat, his cock is so hard—Yoongi is so tight. Namjoon wants to always be inside the omega. “Gonna breed you so good. M—Make you carry my pups, hyung. Hyung. It’s so good. P—Pussy feels so good. Love your pussy.”
Usually, Yoongi would get annoyed when his partners would ramble a lot during sex but right now, Namjoon is doing that yet Yoongi doesn’t find himself hating it. The omega doesn’t find himself getting turned off, in fact, it’s the opposite. The older man’s inner wolf is beaming with joy. Yoongi’s pussy is leaking like crazy. He’s wetting the sheets with his slick and wetness—the feeling of the alpha’s thick cock buried deep inside his pussy makes him lose his mind.
“U—Uh-huh, baby,” The older man moans, eyes rolling back. The squelching sound is loud and filthy—the room is way too hot and Min Yoongi is going fucking stupid. “Jesus—Fuck. Oh, baby, right t—there,” He mewls out. Namjoon whimpers at how sexy the omega sounds and fucks him faster. “So fuckin’ good. You love my pussy, don’t you? You wanna breed me full, yeah?”
Namjoon curses, hand sliding down to play with the omega’s clit. “H—Hyung’s right. I love your p—pussy. Love it so much. Making me feel so fucking good.” The alpha groans, stopping for a second to calm himself down. “Yoongi hyung. Omega. I’m gonna—” He begins to move then. “I’m gonna breed you so well. Gonna give you my cum, my knot. Only f—for you, Yoongi hyung.”
The older man moans loudly, Namjoon watches as Yoongi’s back arches so prettily—he watches how his eyes roll back. Namjoon’s truly so gone for Min Yoongi. The alpha grits his teeth when he feels the older man’s wet cunt squeezing his cock so tightly and seconds later, Yoongi is cumming all over his cock. Namjoon moans with Yoongi, unable to remain silent while the omega cums—it feels too good, how is he supposed to shut up?
“Fucking hell.”
“Ah, hyu—hyung, wait,” Namjoon cries out. He’s moving his hips without care—aiming to knot the pretty omega laying underneath him. Yoongi moans loudly, sounding like sin itself as his over-sensitive pussy gets brutally fucked by the alpha’s cock. Namjoon continues to pound into him until he feels his knot forming. The alpha forces his cock in deeper and releases himself. “Yoongi hyung. Omega. Omega, I—I did it.” He rubs his nose against said omega’s cheek. “Alpha’s knotting you. You’re gonna be full of my cum. Breeding you. Hyung, m’breeding your little pussy.”
Yoongi lets out a wet laugh, chest heaving. “You motherfucker.”
And the alpha giggles.
He fucking giggles.
“I think…” Namjoon grunts, letting himself lay down with his chest touching Yoongi’s arm. He’s pressed against the omega’s left arm with his cock still buried in his pussy. “I think, if you ask me, I’d say that I fucked you p—pretty well. Did I do well, Yoongi hyung?”
“You and your big fuckin’ cock.” The older man spits out. He glances down at where they are still connected and groans, his cheeks are flushed and he’s feeling shy.
Namjoon hums in content. He moves his hand, gently rubbing over Yoongi’s clit but immediately stops when he gets a pinch from the man. “My knot—” The alpha moans softly when he feels his cum finally spilling inside Yoongi. Namjoon grits his teeth, moving his hips forward more to get it all in there. “Fuck. Breeding you, omega. Y—You like this, right?”
Yoongi bites on his lower lip. “Mhm. Y—Yeah, baby. You’re filling me up so much. I might seriously get pupped up after this, huh.”
A whine escapes Namjoon’s lips. “Want that…”
“Oh, shut up.” Yoongi snorts.
“Omega is being mean—”
“I let you knot me, dumbass. I’m far from mean.”
“But—”
Yoongi sighs. “If you don’t shut up then I’ll make sure you can never come near my pussy again, Kim Namjoon.”
“I’m…shutting up now, hyung.”
“Good boy.”
Things change.
Things between them change.
By them, it’s obviously Namjoon and Yoongi.
Or maybe it all just lands on Min Yoongi now.
Ever since they had sex, Yoongi’s omega has been going batshit crazy. It almost feels like his omega has fully accepted Namjoon as their alpha and Yoongi really feels like he is about to lose his damn mind. The omega wasn’t lying when he said he had no interest in dating anyone at the moment but then again, since when can people control their emotions? It’s totally out of his hands and yet, Yoongi still feels like he is going insane.
“I want to give you my fourth courting gift today.”
Yoongi blinks, snapping himself out of his thoughts. He hums and turns his head to face Namjoon. “I’m sorry, what did you say, pup? You want to what? I did not catch that.”
“I said I want to give you my fourth gift today.” The alpha repeats (and if Yoongi’s heart skips a beat at the smile then no one has to know). “My courting gift, obviously. Are you free tonight or will you be busy?”
“Is courting me really necessary—”
“Yes.” Namjoon huffs, rolling his eyes. Yoongi has a habit of asking him that. He has gotten so comfortable with the omega. Everything feels so good when he is close with Yoongi. “Of course. I’m serious about that, I don’t care if we had sex already, hyung. I want to court you until I give you all my gifts.”
And Yoongi cannot help but just think.
What is going to happen to them if he ends up rejecting Namjoon? Would Namjoon not want to stick with him anymore then?
“Hey, you know…” Yoongi clears his throat. “Just because I slept with you doesn’t mean—”
“I know, hyung.” The alpha cuts in. He’s looking at Yoongi with such a fond look plastered on his face and the omega finds it so hard to maintain eye contact with the alpha. Namjoon rests his hand on Yoongi’s thigh, smiling even more when the man doesn’t slap his hand away. “Trust me, I know. I promise I am very well aware of that possibility but I also refuse to let my chance slip away like this. I’ll only stop if you really want me to stop. Just—Just say the word and I’m done, hyung.”
If Yoongi were to tell Namjoon to stop and end this whole courting thing then he knows that the alpha will, without a fucking doubt, stop everything for him but deep inside Yoongi’s mind, he really doesn’t want Namjoon to stop.
Which is insane for him but Yoongi can’t help how he feels.
“Whatever,” Is what he says instead, choosing to ignore the look on Namjoon’s face. “Just shut up, you dumb alpha.”
“Namjoon is late, Yoongichi.” Seokjin says dramatically.
Yoongi rolls his eyes. “It hasn’t even been ten minutes, hyung. Just shut up and wait, he said he would come. If anything happened then he would have called me.”
Besides Seokjin, Jimin snickers. “Someone’s clearly grown fond of an alpha named Kim Namjoon.”
Yoongi pretends he doesn’t hear anything.
It’s a normal Tuesday afternoon and the four of them planned to have lunch at a newly opened restaurant near campus. Everyone arrived on time except Kim Namjoon, which explains the waiting. The alpha had told Yoongi that he would be there without a doubt and he’s the type to always be early—Namjoon has shown up early for all their previous meetings so this one’s new to them. Especially to Min Yoongi.
He can’t push the uneasy feeling away.
Even though the omega might as well be dramatic.
“If he isn’t here within five minutes then we should just order without him, I’m starving. Quite literally.” Seokjin whines, dramatically clinging onto his omega’s arm. “Don’t say no, Yoongichi. We’ve waited enough.”
“Shut up.” Yoongi frowns. It’s silent for a while then he whispers: “What if he got hurt?”
Jimin’s expression softens. “Hyung, you must really care about him now, right? I find it so cute to see you worrying over an alpha. This is the start of something beautiful! I can’t wait until you guys have pups and—”
The older omega stopped listening to whatever the hell Park-motherfucking-Jimin was saying when that sweet, familiar scent filled the restaurant (or maybe it’s just because Yoongi’s omega really loves that scent which is why he can pick it up easily). Yoongi looks ahead and finally, finally, Kim Namjoon appears.
With a small bouquet of flowers.
“What the fuck,” Seokjin blankly says. The older alpha studies the younger alpha’s look and when realization occurs to him, Seokjin can’t help but snort. “No way you were late because you went to get flowers for Yoongi. You ran here? Oh my god, what the fuck!”
Namjoon rolls his eyes at the older man. “Why are you acting like I did something illegal? You should try getting your omega flowers sometime, Seokjin.”
“Wow, first of all, it’s hyung. Secondly—”
“For you.” Namjoon interrupts Seokjin without any care in the world. He hands Yoongi the small bouquet, heart pounding when he sees the way the omega is smiling. “I—I—I didn’t plan on buying anything but I saw the store and could not just walk past it so…yeah. They’re pretty but o—obviously you’re prettier.”
“So cute!” Jimin squeaks out.
Yoongi is so not used to this.
“Sometimes, Joonie,” The omega starts, his cheeks are undeniably red as he gently takes hold of the bouquet. “I really think that you aren’t real. I can’t believe you ran all the way here. Getting me this wasn’t necessary.”
Namjoon pouts. “I know but they reminded me of you!”
“Maybe you’re just a psycho,” Yoongi retorts, gently taking the small bouquet from the alpha. It’s quite funny how he is acting as if Namjoon’s actions didn’t make him blush but everyone with capable eyes can see just how flushed he is. Especially Namjoon since he sat down beside the omega. “What if I hate flowers?”
It’s comedic how Namjoon’s face instantly falls.
“Wh—What—I didn’t—Oh my God—”
“Yoongi, that was so mean of you!” Seokjin laughs.
Said man glares at his best friend, his face says everything Seokjin needs to know. Yoongi immediately looks back at Namjoon. “Pup, I was just fucking around. I enjoy flowers. They’re pretty and nice, I promise.”
“That was not nice.” Namjoon pouts.
“Hey—”
“Giving me a kiss will make me forgive—”
“Okay, so, he’s a pervert.” Seokjin blankly says, earning a laugh from Jimin. “Literally. He is a total pervert, Yoongi. Get away from this animal and—”
“A kiss does not make me a pervert!” Namjoon hisses out, seemingly very offended by what the older alpha just said about him. He isn’t some dumb pervert, okay? “You don’t even know the proper definition of pervert so I’d appreciate it if you—”
“If Yoongi hyung were to strip naked right now, you would be on the floor, drooling.” It’s Jimin who says that and Namjoon turns red in embarrassment because it is true. In no case Yoongi would even do such a thing in public but Jimin isn’t wrong and Namjoon craves death. He’s just even this embarrassed. “Bingo.”
“Can we change the fucking topic? I am not going to strip naked any time soon so—”
“Hey, hyung! Your alpha is about to bust a damn nut!” Jimin squeaks out.
Namjoon would really rather die right now.
He’s drowning in embarrassment.
“Kim Namjoon,” Yoongi clicks his tongue. He lightly slaps the alpha’s arm. “Quit thinking about me being naked and can we finally fucking start ordering our food? I’m starving.” When the alpha beside him gulps loudly, Yoongi sighs. “Hey. Get my body out of your mind.”
The younger alpha whines softly. He gives Yoongi his puppy-look. “H—Hyung…after this do you think we can—”
“No.”
There goes Namjoon’s chance.
Their lunch break goes well. Namjoon gets thrown multiple teasing comments his way and most of the time he won’t mind anything at all but Min Yoongi is here. Min Yoongi aka the omega of his dreams, his possible future mate—hopefully—and so, Namjoon is really trying to not humiliate himself more than he did.
After a couple of minutes, Namjoon finds himself in the omega’s apartment.
“You want a drink, pup?” Yoongi asks him from the kitchen. Namjoon’s sitting on the couch in the living room which gives him a full view of the kitchen. The alpha watches Yoongi with a fond look plastered on his face. “Namjoon-ah? Want a drink, big guy?” He repeats.
“Oh, no. No, thank you. I’m good.” Namjoon clears his throat.
And Yoongi, somehow, can instantly pick how nervous the alpha sounds. It is almost as if Namjoon wants to say something to him but doesn’t have the guts to. Yoongi hums to himself as he puts the flowers in the vase. When the omega is done, he walks towards Namjoon and looks at him knowingly. He waits to see if the alpha would say anything and when he doesn’t, Yoongi decides to be the one who will speak up.
“Spit it out, big guy.” Yoongi clicks his tongue.
“Are you free tonight? I want to give you my courting gift so please tell me you are free, Yoongi hyung.” Namjoon says all in one breath. It sounds as if he’s rapping, Yoongi can’t help but think. He’d be a good rapper. “Yoongi hyung? Is your silence a yes? If you don’t answer me in five seconds then I will take that as a—”
The omega rolls his eyes, sending the younger man a pointed look. “You are so annoying, you know that?” Namjoon sheepishly smiles at him. “I suppose I can clear out my schedule for the night since you’re begging me to, big guy. Are we going somewhere or…?”
Namjoon nods his head. “I’m taking you out to a good dinner and then I want—uh—I was thinking we could take a walk on the beach? The restaurant it—it’s near a really nice beach and the weather is really good so—”
“Come on, Joon-ah, calm down.” Yoongi laughs a little. He can’t believe that Namjoon is still nervous that he would say no when he said yes every other time unless he’s genuinely busy then that calls for a rain check. “Just—” The omega clears his throat. “Just let me know what time. You’re gonna pick me up?”
“Yeah. At seven.”
“Okay, big guy.” Yoongi hums. He stretches his arms and turns around. “Well, I need to finish some work before then but you are welcome to stay over if you want. Don’t disturb me though, Namjoon-ah.”
Immediately, Namjoon whines at his words.
The alpha clearly does not enjoy it when Yoongi doesn’t pay him any attention, Namjoon makes that very clear to the older man even without realizing that he’s doing so.
“Oh, quit it, Kim Namjoon.” Yoongi rolls his eyes at the alpha. “I seriously need to get my work done. Absolutely no disturbances or I won’t be going out with you later tonight. The choice isn’t in my hands but yours, little alpha.”
“Fine,” The alpha pouts. “I—I guess I’ll get going then. I think I will have a hard time not bothering you if I just stay here, hyung. But, tonight. Seven. Okay? Yes?”
“Yes, yes.” Yoongi nods with a sigh. “I won’t ditch you. I expect you to be waiting for me down by 6:59 sharp, Kim Namjoon-ssi.”
The younger man scoffs. He stands up and puffs his chest, a cheeky pout plastered on his face. “Who do you think I am?” He mutters. “I’m going to be waiting for you down by 6:50, hyung.” Then he’s walking towards the door without turning back (but Yoongi can tell he’s blushing). “See you then and good luck on your work. I can’t wait to give you my courting gift tonight! Bye!”
Later that day by 7:15 PM, Min Yoongi finds himself at a fancy restaurant with the younger man.
Something that Yoongi can’t help but notice is how much the younger alpha has been spending on him. How on earth is he supposed to not notice such a thing? Since the first time he noticed it, the omega decided to keep quiet about it because it’s not his own thing and Yoongi didn’t think that Namjoon would gift him something expensive again but it kept happening. And Yoongi has always wondered but never once dared to voice out his questions to the alpha for some reason.
But tonight, Yoongi can’t handle not asking Namjoon.
He’s been holding it back for too long.
“Hey, Kim Namjoon,” Said man freezes before looking away from the menu. Yoongi clicks his tongue and leans close, not wanting the people sitting near them to hear what he is about to say. “You aren’t part of the mafia, are you?”
Namjoon stares at him in silence for a few seconds before he, quite literally, bursts out laughing. He laughs loud enough for everyone in the restaurant to hear him and Yoongi wants to fucking die in humiliation.
“Hyung, what the fuck?” Namjoon breathes out, wiping his tears away. Yoongi scoffs, glaring at him in silence. “That was so random. Holy shit. I’m definitely not part of the mafia. Where did that question even come from, Yoongi hyung?”
The omega huffs. “You gifted me some things that are pricey. Literally.” Yoongi points out, sending Namjoon a pointed look. “This restaurant is expensive. I don’t even go to expensive restaurants but I fucking know how expensive this one is ’cause I see those rich people on TikTok coming here every damn time, Namjoon.” Yoongi taps his index finger on the table as he continues. “Do you even know how much you’ve spent on me? Do you not care about money? Your major is accounting for fucks sake. You shouldn’t waste your money—”
Namjoon signals him to stop. “First of all, I am not wasting my money because I’m spending it on you. That can never be called a waste and before you even say anything about that—my money, my rules.” Yoongi’s expression screams: are you fucking serious? But Namjoon doesn’t care. “Secondly, really, no mafia business here. My money is all legal, hyung. My dad is a corporate lawyer and my mom’s a cardiologist so…money is earned. A lot. I have a lot in my savings because my grandparents handed me a hefty amount of money so, uh, yeah. Everything’s legal…and also everything is mine…legally. Under the law.”
Yoongi nods his head slowly. “So, you’re a rich fucker.”
“Yep!” Namjoon beams. “Very husband-matey material, right?”
“Husband-matey? Can you never say that again—”
“Aw! But I’m trying to be the guy of your dreams!”
Yoongi mentally groans. “Namjoon—”
“Good evening, are you guys ready to order?”
Well, Yoongi will continue later. Food’s more important.
A couple of months have passed since then.
Min Yoongi, up until now, received a total of six courting gifts from Kim Namjoon which literally means that there is one gift left until he has to give the alpha an answer. The alpha should know if he’d accept him as his potential mate (it’s only potential because Yoongi does not follow the proper courting process and Namjoon is well aware of that). Yoongi’s been thinking about it for a while now. His thoughts have gone everywhere.
“Are you still thinking about it?” Seokjin’s voice is enough to make Yoongi snap out of his thoughts. The omega blinks, slowly nodding his head at his best friend. “What is there to think about, Yoongichi? You, out of everyone else, should know just how sincere Namjoon is about you. He doesn’t bother hiding anything.”
“It’s not that simple. He’s courting me. He has to receive an answer by the time he gives me his last gift.” Yoongi frowns, he rests his head on the table and groans in frustration. “There’s one gift left. Like—”
“Yoongi hyung,” Comes Jimin’s gentle voice. The younger omega always speaks so gently. Yoongi loves that about Jimin (just don’t let him know that). “He might be courting you but not in the traditional way. If he was actually following the traditional way then you guys would not have fucked. You know. Like, no sex. His dick shouldn’t have even touched your—”
“Fuck off! I get what you mean!” Yoongi whisper-yells.
Seokjin and Jimin share a knowing look that Yoongi misses.
“Yoongi-ah,” Seokjin sighs. “If you have feelings for him then go for it. Why hesitate? Life’s too short for all that. It’s not like Namjoon immediately wants to mate the second you guys get together.” The alpha pauses before shaking his head. “Actually, knowing that idiot, he’d probably want to but he won’t force you. That’s what is important. He loves you too much for that.”
Yoongi’s face gets red. “Love? Now, that is too much.”
“Are you serious, hyung?” Jimin rolls his eyes at the older omega. “He’s literally so, undeniably in love with you. Quit being in denial already.”
“I don’t know anything anymore—”
Yoongi gets interrupted by the sound of his phone pinging. The omega grabs his phone and sees Namjoon’s name popping up—a message from the alpha. He remains quiet as he clicks on the notification, hoping his face isn’t too red. He doesn’t want any more teasing from Seokjin and Jimin. Yoongi can’t handle them.
Kim Namjoon
You busy?
Min Yoongi
That’s the type of question my previous hookups would say every time they want to fuck
Kim Namjoon
I would appreciate it if you don’t talk about your previous hookups with me or else I’m going to get jealous, hyung.
Min Yoongi
You’re ridiculous and funny
Kim Namjoon
I miss you
Kim Namjoon
Hyung, where are you? You don’t have classes today. Can we meet up? I want to see you.
Min Yoongi
I’m out on a date
Kim Namjoon
What?
Kim Namjoon
Yoongi hyung?
Kim Namjoon
What’s his name? Is he an alpha? Beta? Omega?
Kim Namjoon
Hyung
Kim Namjoon
Hello?
Min Yoongi
You really do know how to type so fast
Min Yoongi
I’m fucking with you, big guy. I’m out with Seokjin and Jimin. They dragged me out to a cafe. You want to come join us, Joon?
Kim Namjoon
Yeah
Kim Namjoon
I miss you so much
Kim Namjoon
Location please
Min Yoongi
AB cafe, it’s near Jimin’s place
Min Yoongi
Drive safely
Kim Namjoon
I’ll be there in 10 :)
Yoongi ends the conversation by liking Namjoon’s last message. When he closes his phone and puts it back on the table, he’s greeted with a pointed look from both Seokjin and Jimin. The older omega rolls his eyes at the couple, immediately knowing what they are going to say.
“Yes, that was Namjoon.” He says before they could even ask him. Yoongi knows it already. “He’s on his way. I don’t know why but he seemed clingy while texting me.”
“Isn’t he always clingy with you?”
Yoongi snorts at Seokjin’s question. “True, but it felt like there’s something more. I don’t know. Just—Just a weird feeling.” He shrugs. Jimin hums, sipping on his drink. “This is so dumb. Why am I worried like this?”
“The answer is so obvious,” Jimin sighs dramatically. He makes an act of dramatically resting his head on his boyfriend’s shoulder. “It’s because you have feelings for him, dumbass. Seriously! Just bag him already! Namjoon is rich—”
“Jimin!” Yoongi frowns. “This isn’t about his money!”
“I know! What the fuck! It’s just the truth though! He’s really rich and the three of us know that very well.” The younger omega whines, wrapping his hands around Seokjin’s arm. “You just hate me, Yoongi hyung.” Jimin pouts, looking over at his alpha. “Babe…he’s being mean to me—”
“What in the literal fuck—”
“Hey.”
Yoongi immediately turns around when he hears the familiar voice. “Namjoon-ah.” His eyes follow the alpha, watching as he sits down on the empty chair right next to him. “Wha—What’s wrong with you? Why is your face so red? Did something happen? Is it an allergic react—”
Namjoon cracks a smile. “Nothing happened, hyung.” He shoots Jimin and Seokjin a smile in greeting. “I’m craving a milkshake. Do they sell strawberry milkshakes here? Please tell me they do.”
“Duh.” Jimin grins.
Namjoon calls for a waiter to order. He can feel someone staring at him so intensely and Namjoon can tell that it’s Seokjin staring at him. The younger alpha says nothing about it though, he finishes ordering his milkshake and looks back at everyone, silently hoping that Seokjin won’t say anything if he even knows something.
But of course, Seokjin doesn’t keep quiet.
“Namjoon, are you on—”
“I’m not!” Namjoon huffs out, defensive. He clears his throat, trying to calm himself down. “I—I’m not, okay? Seokjin hyung, seriously, I’m not stupid to come out when…it’s like that.” Namjoon looks at Yoongi and smiles. “I missed you, hyung.”
Jimin and Yoongi look at each other in confusion.
“What? What’s going on? He’s on what?” Yoongi throws questions at Seokjin, ignoring Namjoon’s cutely said: I missed you . The oldest omega frowns when his best friend shrugs. “Seokjin, I will kill you and tell Jimin about that time when you—”
“Oh my God. You evil, evil motherfucker.” Seokjin hisses at Yoongi. He sits back and shrugs again. “I thought Namjoon was on his rut. I can smell it. It’s very faint but I know how an alpha smells when they’re on their rut since I am one, duh.”
“But I’m not on my rut!”
Seokjin snorts, waving his hand around dismissively. “It’s insanely near though. I am sure of that. It’s too obvious. Did you forget I’m an alpha before coming here, Namjoon?”
And Kim Namjoon has never really wanted to die as much as he does right now when he sees the look Yoongi sends his direction.
He craves death.
“H—Hyung,” He can’t help but whine. “Hyung, I promise I’m not on my rut. It’s so dangerous for an alpha to go out while in rut! I’m not dumb and you know that! I promise. I would never lie to you, Yoongi hyung.”
“But you’re nearing your rut?”
Namjoon remains silent.
“You fuckin’ dumbass.” Yoongi sighs, shaking his head. “What if your rut gets triggered while you’re out? That’s dangerous, Namjoon. Why did you go out—”
“‘cause I missed you.” The alpha mutters.
Yoongi ignores the way his heartbeat quickens. “I could have just went to your place—”
“T—T—That’s even more dangerous!” Namjoon squeaks out. It takes Yoongi a while to understand what he meant by that and once he did get it, Yoongi couldn’t help but laugh. “Hyung. Hyung, it’s not even that bad! I just really wanted to see you so I had to come. I—I’ll go back home once I’m done…drinking my milkshake.”
Just then, a waiter brings in Namjoon’s milkshake.
“Namjoon-ah, sometimes I look at you and…” Seokjin suddenly says out of nowhere. The younger alpha looks at him weirdly. Seokjin sighs, shaking his head dramatically. “I just…I really can’t believe how stupid you are. Maybe you are not suitable to be Yoongi’s mate.”
The younger alpha growls, glaring at the older man. If looks could kill, Seokjin might as well be dead. Namjoon’s feelings and sensitivity are stronger with his rut nearing. The sound of Yoongi sighing is enough to snap the alpha out of it. Namjoon panics for a second, looking at the omega with a pout on his lips.
“I—It’s not my fault!” Namjoon defensively says to Yoongi. He glances at Seokjin, who’s grinning like a fool. “Seok—Seokjin hyung is being an idiot. He’s trying to rile me up! I can’t help it, Yoongi hyung.”
“Just finish your milkshake and go home.” Yoongi says, running his fingers through his hair. He looks at his best friend and rolls his eyes. “And stop teasing him.”
“Whatever you say, Yoongichi.” Seokjin giggles.
A couple of minutes later, Namjoon finds himself waiting for his Uber driver with Yoongi. After bidding goodbye to Seokjin and Jimin, the young alpha wasn’t expecting Yoongi to join him. Namjoon thought that the older man would go his own way but he’s clearly wrong.
“Good thing you didn’t drive here.” Yoongi huffs.
Namjoon chuckles. “I’m a careful man, hyung.”
“Uh-huh. Sure, pup.” Yoongi snorts.
The Uber comes in and Namjoon, being the gentleman he is, opens the door for Yoongi. While waiting for the Uber, Namjoon told the omega that there was no need for him to go with him but one stern look from him was enough to get Namjoon to zip his mouth and let Yoongi do whatever he wanted to do.
It doesn’t take them long to arrive at their destination.
“You want a drink, hyung?” Namjoon asks as he holds the door open for the omega. Yoongi answers his question with a shake of his head. “Uhm, okay. So…ar—are you gonna stay here or—or leave now?”
Yoongi raises an eyebrow. “Eager to kick me out when I literally just stepped foot inside your apartment, big guy?”
“I want you to stay here b—but—but my rut!” Namjoon whines, wrapping his arms around the omega. Yoongi laughs at his cuteness, allowing the younger man to hold him close. Namjoon hums in content, rubbing his nose against the omega’s scent gland. “Smells so good. Hyung always smells so fucking good.” The alpha whines. “Wanna f—fuck you. Want to fuck you, hyung.”
“No fucking, pup.” Yoongi tuts. Namjoon opens his mouth, ready to protest, when he suddenly feels Yoongi’s fingers threading his hair. “I can’t spend your rut with you. The chances of you getting me pupped up will be high—”
Immediately, Namjoon emits a happy noise at the mention of him getting Yoongi pupped up.
“Don’t be silly, Namjoon-ah.” The omega giggles. “I need to get going now. I just wanted to take you home to ensure your safety. You need to let me go, big guy. Your rut might as well start now.” Namjoon, for the millionth time, whines. His alpha doesn’t want to let Yoongi go. “Hey. Don’t be a brat, let me go now. You can’t fuck me. I thought you said you were a good alpha, Namjoon.”
“I am!”
“Then let me go.” Yoongi simply says.
Desperate to prove himself as a good alpha, Namjoon sadly lets the omega out of his grasp. His inner wolf immediately cries at the loss of touch but Namjoon knows he needs to be good. He has to respect Yoongi’s wishes. Namjoon can’t be seen as an idiotic alpha in the omega’s eyes. That’s the last thing he would want.
“You’re already hard, Joon.” Yoongi comments.
The alpha blinks in confusion, his gaze shifts from the omega to the very visible bulge. Namjoon’s face gets red in embarrassment—he hasn’t even realized that he got hard just by hugging Yoongi. He blames it on his rut.
“I need to use the toilet real quick.” The omega suddenly says and Namjoon can only mutely nod his head, watching Yoongi walk towards his toilet.
A few minutes pass and then Yoongi’s walking out.
“A—Are you leaving?” Namjoon pathetically asks even though he already knows what the older man is going to say. Yoongi answers him with a straightforward yes. “Oh. Yeah. Okay.” He clears his throat, smiling at Yoongi. “Uhm. Take care. Uh, the—the cab—wait, how are you going to get home? Should I book a—”
“My friend is picking me up.” Yoongi interrupts him.
“Okay.” Namjoon whispers.
The alpha looks down, unable to make eye contact with Yoongi. Everything within Namjoon is telling him to stop the omega from leaving but he knows better than to do that. Yoongi wouldn’t be happy with him if he does that and Namjoon is well aware of that fact.
“Namjoon-ah, look at me,” Yoongi orders and the alpha is quick to do as he’s been told to. He’s a good alpha for Yoongi. The omega steps closer to him, gently cupping his cheek. “Will you think of me when your rut hits?”
“How can I not think of you?” Namjoon whispers.
Yoongi hums. “It’s gonna hurt, yes? Because you can’t fuck me. You got toys, pup?” The alpha weakly nods his head. He wants Yoongi so fucking bad. “Don’t look so sad, I don’t like that. You already know how dangerous it is for us to fuck when you’re in rut. Come to me when you’re done. Should I give you a little something to help with your rut, alpha?”
It takes everything in Namjoon to control himself when he hears Yoongi addressing him as alpha. He knows that Yoongi is doing it on purpose to work him up.
“Yes,” The alpha answers as calmly as he possibly can.
“You want me, right?” Yoongi asks. Namjoon nods his head eagerly. Of course, he fucking wants Yoongi. Namjoon watches as Yoongi pulls something out from his bag. His eyes widen when he realizes what it is. “I got a little wet so my scent is really strong here.” The alpha’s breath hitches when he takes the underwear from Yoongi’s hand. “You’re a pervert so I know you’d like it. Think of me lots, pup.”
“A—Are—Are you not wearing any—”
“Of course, I’m not. I just gave you my underwear. Do you think I carry an extra one everywhere I go?” Yoongi laughs.
“T—Then—Then how can you—your friend—”
“Ah, she’s an omega.” Yoongi smiles at him, tapping his cheek. “So possessive, aren’t you? Don’t worry about me and worry about yourself. Have fun, babe.”
“Can—” Namjoon licks his lips. “I want a kiss. Please.”
Yoongi smiles again, his own cheeks are flushed red. He leans close and gives the needy alpha what he wants easily. “There. Now, have fun. Send me a picture later.”
Namjoon blushes furiously. “S—Stop it. Take care, hyung. Gonna think of you a lot. One more kiss? Please. Last one.” He whines when he sees the look on Yoongi’s face. “I—I promise. Last one and you will leave.”
“Fine.”
A couple of days pass and Namjoon is done with his rut.
Kim Namjoon
Yoongi hyung, I’m done with my rut.
Kim Namjoon
I want to see you so bad right now but I know that it’s not good so I’m going to wait until tomorrow…or should I say later today since it’s 1:32AM right now?
Kim Namjoon
I miss you so much
Min Yoongi
Did you eat?
Kim Namjoon
That took me by surprise. Why aren’t you sleeping?
Min Yoongi
I just couldn’t sleep
Min Yoongi
Did you eat or not?
Kim Namjoon
I had a cupcake
Kim Namjoon
I’m too lazy to eat anything right now and I feel like I’m on the verge of passing out but I just wanted to text you cause I really missed you. Can I see you tomorrow?
Kim Namjoon
I’m thinking about my last courting gift to you too. I’m planning on giving it to you tomorrow but if I still feel off due to my rut, I’ll push it off.
Min Yoongi
Namjoonie
Kim Namjoon
Yes?
Min Yoongi
Go to sleep, you need a lot of rest
Min Yoongi
Don’t argue back and listen to me
Kim Namjoon
Fine…
Like normally, it’s Yoongi who ends the conversation by liking the alpha’s last text. If he replies back, he knows that Namjoon will not stop texting him and that idiotic alpha needs to rest. He just finished his rut after all. Ruts are just as exhausting as heats for omegas. They are both the same thing—lots of factors mix in together.
“Last courting gift, huh?” Yoongi mutters as he rereads the alpha’s messages.
When Yoongi was younger, he always wanted to get mated. He dreamt of being together with a good partner—even if there is a possibility of them not being an alpha. Yoongi truly never cared much about his partner’s sub-gender. Yoongi also has had quite a few relationships but they all ended in a not-so-good way which really did take a toll for him.
After having those failed relationships, Yoongi began to think that he’s the problem. It was always his partners who initiated the break up, never him. Yoongi would think that things are going so well only for his partners to then break up with him days later and he got sick of it.
Yoongi eventually stopped thinking about mating.
He stopped thinking that he would find a good partner who would truly love him, Yoongi erased all that from his mind. The omega is still a person with feelings and it doesn’t feel the best to keep getting dumped. It only made him feel worse every time so Yoongi decided to stop. After those few relationships, the omega told himself that he would never be in a relationship anymore. He kept telling himself that he doesn’t give a fuck about that happy, mated life he kept thinking about.
But deep down, Yoongi always knew that he and his omega would always yearn for that.
Still, Yoongi stopped dating. He stopped loving people. He would not let anyone close to him if they show signs or even tell him that they have feelings for him—Yoongi would also push himself away immediately if he finds himself starting to like someone. Yoongi’s been too strict and cruel to himself but truly, the omega was just scared of getting hurt again and that is why Yoongi stopped dating and started hooking up.
Absolutely no emotions attached, whatsoever.
And then, Kim Namjoon appeared in his life.
The very same alpha who made Yoongi’s emotions take a huge turn around. At first, the omega thought that the alpha was just being silly when they first met each other. Yoongi was so, so sure that the alpha would never communicate to him after their first meeting but he was wrong in so many fucking ways because Kim Namjoon never once gave up.
And somehow, Kim Namjoon became an important person in Yoongi’s life.
Yoongi knew that he was supposed to push Namjoon away because the alpha made it clear that he had a romantic interest in him the moment they met for the first time—Yoongi should’ve pushed him away like he did to everyone else but the omega couldn’t do it. He couldn’t push Namjoon away and sometimes Yoongi hates for that and some other times, he’d be thankful.
It’s stupid.
The omega kept telling himself that Namjoon would eventually lose interest in him after a few weeks and they would go back to being strangers but Namjoon, that damned alpha, kept proving him wrong.
Namjoon never once left.
Namjoon never once made him feel horrible.
Namjoon,
Namjoon,
Namjoon.
Yoongi knew he was fucked when he found himself wanting to be with Namjoon longer, when he found himself craving the alpha’s touch, when he found himself not being bothered by the alpha’s non-stop rambling. Yoongi knew what those feelings meant but he kept pushing them aside because what if history repeats? Would he be able to handle it if Namjoon were to break up with him and leave him alone?
What would happen?
If he had pushed Namjoon away from day one then they would not be in the situation they are in right now.
The situation being Kim Namjoon giving him his final courting gift.
Unlike all those other times when the alpha would inform beforehand that he would give him his courting gifts, Namjoon didn’t inform him this time and that’s precisely why Yoongi was really not expecting it. It’s been a few days since the alpha had finished his rut and Namjoon asked if Yoongi was free and here they are. It’s just the two of them at the alpha’s apartment and in the middle of watching a movie, Namjoon decides to take out a tiny box.
“My final courting gift for you.” Is what the alpha said to Yoongi when he slowly began to open the box and to the omega’s utter surprise, it’s a fucking ring. A ring. A freaking ring. “This—” Namjoon clears his throat and Yoongi instantly looks at him. “This is…uh. You can—Okay, well, it’s more or less my family heirloom.”
“Namjoon—”
“I know it’s a big deal but how can I not give it to you?” The younger man sheepishly admits, his cheeks red. “I really—Yoongi hyung, I’m sure you know this already but I really love you. I want—I want to be your alpha, I want to be someone important in y—your life. I’m pretty sure that I’ll never come to love someone the way I love you, hyung. You’re the best thing that ever happened in my life and—” The alpha’s words slowly fade out when he sees Yoongi crying. Namjoon puts his hand down, worried. “Hyung? What’s wrong? D—Do you not like my gift? I—I actually—”
“Namjoon-ah.”
“Yes,” The alpha breathes out. He scoots closer to Yoongi and holds his hand. “Hyung, I’m right here. Please tell me why you’re crying. I can’t tell if you’re crying tears of j—joy or—or the opposite.”
The omega lets out a wet laugh, still crying. “I—I can’t possibly a—accept this, Namjoon-ah. I—I can’t accept this.”
“Oh,” Namjoon mutters. His hands drop and he scoots back a little. Yoongi cries harder at the loss of touch. The alpha clears his throat, trying to get himself together. It’s his first time witnessing Yoongi crying and his heart breaks at the sight of the omega sobbing. “I—It’s okay. Hyung, please stop crying. It’s okay, I promise. I don’t like seeing you cry so please, hyung, there’s no need to cry.”
“N—No—”
Namjoon laughs awkwardly. It’s so fucking obvious that he is trying to be tough and not cry too and that’s making Yoongi want to die. “The—The family heirloom…uhm, I can’t give that to you…because the courting wasn’t successful but,” Namjoon turns around and picks something up from the small table beside the couch. “This is another part of my courting gift. My parents picked out this necklace for you. It’s one of a k—kind and I think it’d look really beautiful on you.”
Yoongi, quite literally, cries harder.
“Hyung, please don’t cry anymore.” Namjoon pleads. He finds himself scooting closer again and he cups Yoongi’s face, his thumbs caressing the omega’s cheeks. “It’s okay. It’s okay, hyung. Nothing happened.”
“This—”
“Shh. It’s okay, hyung—”
“Nothing is okay!” Yoongi chokes out, shaking his head as his tears drip on his pants. His hands find Namjoon’s shirt and he grips it so tightly. “You—You mustn’t be with someone like me. I don’t even fu—fucking understand why you would want me, Namjoon. There’s nothing good about me an—and it’s only a matter of time until you get fucking tired of me! I don’t—” Yoongi cries harder. “It’s always the same, Namjoon.”
“I love you, hyung.”
The omega’s head instantly lifts up at the confession. Did Namjoon not hear what he just said? Yoongi’s head is filled with confusion and uncertainty—he doesn’t understand Namjoon at all.
“Yoongi hyung, I love you.” The alpha repeats again. He presses their foreheads together and lets Yoongi calm down for a moment before continuing. “I don’t know what happened in your past for you to say that but hyung, I love you. I loved you the moment I fucking saw you and I know very well that I’d love you more even if you—if you had a fucking rat as your beloved pet and you know how much I despise rats but I’d tolerate them for you.”
“R—Rats? Really?” The older man says, sniffling.
Namjoon chuckles, kissing Yoongi’s forehead. “I just love you so much. I would do anything for you. My wolf—My alpha feels so happy when I’m with you. I’ve never felt this way towards anyone else and I don’t think I will ever get to feel like this with anyone else.”
“I’m scared.” The younger man stiffens when he hears what Yoongi just said. “All my previous relationships, each and every one of them—it was always them who broke up with me. S—Said I’m hard to love. It’s been the same and that—” Yoongi wipes his tears away yet they spill out the next second. “That’s why I stopped dating. I don’t want to get h—hurt, Namjoon. It hurts too much. I—I wasn’t—I had to push you away but I didn’t and now—and now we’re here and I’m so scared.”
“Yoongi hyung…”
“I love you too, Namjoon. God, I fucking love you, you stupid fucking alpha.” Yoongi chokes out, laughing weakly at his own words. His hands move to hold onto Namjoon’s hands that’s cupping his face. “I love you so much b—but I can’t—I can’t make you happy.”
“You…” Namjoon is looking at him with so much love in his eyes and it only makes the omega cry harder. He’s feeling everything so much. “Seeing you eat well, you smiling, laughing, making jokes, working—all those little things and the most normal things you do make me so, so happy. I love you. I don’t know what is going to happen in the future, none of us do but why should—” Namjoon takes a breath. “Why should we let that stop us, hyung? Life is uncertain itself. We know nothing. All I know is I love you. You, you, and you, my omega. I want you, I want your forever. I want you.”
“You’re so,” The older man cups Namjoon’s face this time, holding him close. “You’re so fucking silly.”
Namjoon pulls himself away from Yoongi, grinning. He grabs the tiny ring box again and pulls the ring out. “Well,” He clicks his tongue, reaching out for Yoongi’s left hand. “I love you and you love me so let’s not hesitate anymore, hyung.” He looks at Yoongi, silently waiting for an answer—a confirmation that the older man wants this too. And when he nods his head, Namjoon slowly slides the ring on Yoongi’s middle finger, right where it’s meant to go. Namjoon pulls him in for a kiss. “I love you, Yoongi hyung. I’m so, so, so fucking glad you decided to sit in my chair—”
“I love you too but that is not your chair.” Yoongi chuckles, wrapping his arms around the younger man.
“Can you not? We literally just started dating. 30 seconds ago. Let’s calm down and be nice.” The alpha pouts, running his fingers through the omega’s hair. “Hey. I know we just started dating but holy shit, I can’t wait to mate you. Can’t wait to spend my forever with you. Oh my God. Have pups too.”
Yoongi blushes furiously. “Pups? Can you calm down?”
“Mhm, kiss me.” Namjoon whispers, ghosting his lips over the omega’s but makes no move to kiss him. He whines loudly when Yoongi, too, doesn’t make any move to kiss him. “Hyung. I’m your boyfriend, be nice.”
“Ah, yes. My dearest boyfriend, my future mate,” Yoongi coos dramatically, squishing Namjoon’s cheeks. “My little alpha. I’m going to do whatever you want—”
“Really?” Namjoon instantly perks up. “Then, let me eat you out right now.” He tugs on Yoongi’s waistband. “Hurry. Everyone needs a good time after establishing their relationship!”
“What the fuck—”
“Please…” Namjoon pouts, rubbing his nose against Yoongi’s neck. “My omega…” Yoongi heats up at the term. “My Yoongi…” The alpha continues, whining. “Pussy, please.”
“You dirty freak,” The omega groans, resting his head on the couch. He lifts his hips up, allowing Namjoon to pull his pants and underwear down. “You’re lucky you’re my alpha.”
“Best thing ever.” Namjoon grins.