Deeper into the wood

Shadows

"I trusted you."
"You trusted the person you thought I was ."

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Jimin eyed the bacon in the pan, he wanted to get up anyways and flip it, because Seokjin had abandoned it in order to prepare the salad. Aggressively chopping the big cucumber into tiny pieces.

"Seokjin-ah, that's food you're chopping not Donghae's dick." Hoseok gently reminded the delta, who huffed in irritation and went back to the bacon.

Jimin was grateful to his fellow omega, because at least they would get to eat some meat not only green, despite the aggressive way Jin was now stabbing the meat and adding seasoning while ranting under his breath about a certain alpha and how his dick is probably smaller than the tiny chilli he just smashed.

"Why are you so angry?" Jimin tried to fake a serious voice tone. He had Jin's cheeks squished in his hands. The older simply refused to look him in the eye, knowing very well he's gonna soften up and stop being angry when he just want to continue cooking in spite.

"Feeling better now?" Hoseok asked sympathetically and Jin answered meekly, "A little."
"Ah. My charm didn't work so well on you."Jimin just said in response.
Jin want them to be safe.

The students were gathered in the hotel's event hall to check on their tickets, memorize their places and get drinks offered by the hosts for free.
Now Seokjin was surprised when he found out that they were offered a shot of an expensive wine instead of a cheap mocktail. He isn't complaining tho.
Actually Seokjin asked the waiter for a second shot and got scolded by Jimin.

"The artists are humans?!"
His face was scrunched in disgust, just when he thought it couldn't get worse.
"Don't be racist Seokjin!"
"I think I need a third shot."
"You're gonna be drunk no way in hell."
"I want to go to the room then." And he did but not without grabbing a third drink on his way out.

When he hoped in the elevator, a man was already waiting. A suspicious smile on his face.
Seokjin sniffed the air then his his nose with a napkin which obviously offended the other.
"What is wrong?"
"You reek."
"Of what?"
"Of a human." Jin kept his reply short and clear and managed to floor him bu such a statement.

In the bathroom, he checked his reflection one more time, dissatisfied with what he saw.
His breathing turned slower as he started recalling memories of that time his human bullies thought it would be funny to stuff him into one of the old lockers in the orphanage, letting him out only after an hour or two had passed.
The annoying scent of old paint and rust stamped in his scent memory.

He remembers telling his caregivers about it only for them to blam his weakness.
He thought that maybe when they will grow up and mature the bullying would stop.
And how wrong he was.

He ended up slapping one of them unconscious and scratching another with his claws, leaving deep wounds that needed stitches on his face. When all of this happened was called a brute and got kicked out of the orphanage. The only thing that left an deep stamp on him is the way they completely ignored his cries of help all these years and now. This.

Jin returned to his original pack territory thinking that it is time to be in the nature's arms. Only for new bullies to come his way and torment him with the fact that he is bland and "less than an omega, good for nothing delta."