The Useless Omega: Kim Namjoon x Reader

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Y/N POV

We wake up the next morning in each others arms. I shift my body in Joon's arms so I can see his face. He isn't awake yet and I look at him. He looks so peaceful sleeping, quite the opposite from what we did last night. He looks to innocent when sleeping to even think about that. I prop myself up with my arms and kiss his lips lightly. He stirs slightly, but doesn't wake.

"My Alpha." I say to myself quietly as I kiss his jawline. He must've thought of something nice in his sleep because a small smile creeps across his face, but he still doesn't wake.

I settle back down beside him and start thinking about what I heard last night. I swear I heard him say he loves me. But I could be wrong. Maybe it's just my wolf acting up, trying to persuade me to confess. Whatever it is, I shake it off and decide that's a problem for another time.

"Baby" I hear Namjoon say in his gruff morning voice. It almost made me wet.

"Yeah?" I say.

"I'm hungry. Lets get out of here and get something to eat." He says and starts to move away from me to pull his pants back on.

I let out a small whine, wanting to stay and cuddle him, but I eventually huff and start putting my clothes on to. Not much is said as we get dressed, but I can't help but admire Namjoon's perfectly toned body. We clean up and put everything back in its place. Five minutes later we are hiking back down to the car. The morning dew lay on the grass as the cold air nips at my cheeks.

Namjoons car is finally in sight and I go up to it, ready to get in, but before I can, Namjoon grabs my wrist and spins me into his arms, pulling me into a hug. He hugs me tight and rests his chin on my head. I am a little confused as to why he is doing what he is doing, but I am content in his arms so I'm not about to argue. He kisses my head and hugs me even tighter. We stay like this for a few minutes, and then he lets me go. He offers no explanation, so I let it slide as we get into the car and start driving.

We drive back into the city and we drive to Namjoons house. I tense, not really wanting to encounter his mother after what happened last time. So I swallow my nervousness and get out of the car.

"Yeonjun makes the best crepes I've ever had. He cooks when my mum is to busy to cook. Don't worry, I talked with my mum a while back and she came to terms with us. It's all good." He says as he takes my hand and we walk through the front door.

It looks the same as last time and we kick off our shoes, stepping into the house. We walk into the kitchen and Yeonjun stands over the stove, cooking eggs. He looks up at us and smiles brightly. He is tall, and thin, and has pink hair in the style of a mullet. I can tell by his scent that he's a beta.

"This must be Y/N." He remarks, still smiling at me. I nod, not comfortable enough to say anything. "You've got people talking about you y'know? The omega that made Kim Namjoon submit. Quite the title if you ask me." He says casually while going to the toaster and putting the toast in the toaster.

I shy into Namjoon at his statement. I don't like having the spotlight on me, and Namjoon chuckles while wrapping his arm around me. I'm sure that Namjoon's wolf feels a little hurt at the remark, but if he is, he isn't showing it.

"Well, what can I say? She's worth it." Namjoon chuckles and my eyes widen slightly. I can't believe he said that. It's kind of sweet and I blush some more, hiding even further in Namjoon's chest.

"Anyways, do you have time to make some of your crepes? I've been craving them the past couple days." Joon says to Yeonjun.

"Yeah, of course. Give me 20 minutes." He says. Namjoon thanks him, and suddenly he pulls me out of the kitchen and into the living room.

There I see Jimin, looking quite freaked out, being consoled by Yoongi. He notices me and his head shoots up. He stomps over to me, looking angry.

"WHERE WERE YOU? WE THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD. YOU CAN'T JUST RUN OFF ON US!" He yells at me and I am taken aback, cowering behind Namjoon slightly.

"Don't yell at my omega." Namjoon says in a low, threatening voice, releasing dominant pheromones.

It apparently works, and Jimin backs up slightly, looking at the ground. Yoongi is beside him in an instant, caressing his hand. Jimin takes a breath before talking again.

"What I mean is that we thought something bad happened when you didn't come home from work. We though you were kidnapped... or worse. We tried calling Namjoon and he didn't answer. We were panicking all night." Jimin explains.

Namjoons mouth goes into an 'o' shape.

"We went on a mini getaway. I haven't checked my phone since last afternoon. My bad." He apologizes.

"Hyung whenever you two go places, please tell us so we know she's ok. Especially because she doesn't have a phone." Jimin pleads and Namjoon agrees.

I am overwhelmed by Jimins words. I didn't know my housemates care for me that much. We don't hang out a lot and we have only cuddled a few times. A small spark flies through my tummy. I'm finding my family. I try not to smile, given the serious situation, but I am very happy I'm finally fitting in.

"I think its time you get a phone Y/N." He says and I nod in agreement.

"You should probably call everyone. Taehyung to. He was panicking the most." Jimin says and I nod.

"I'm sorry Jimin." I say and he shakes his head rapidly.

"No, it's not your fault. It's Namjoons fault." He says and I giggle at Jimin. Namjoon narrows his eyes playfully but lets it go.

We talk for a bit, and then Yoongi and Jimin have to leave to go on a date. We bid our goodbyes and then Namjoon pulls me up into his room and tosses me his phone.

"Lets call everyone." He says and we do.

I call Tae first, and actually speak to him in full sentences so he knows I really feel bad about making him panic and he says its ok. I call Jin, and some of the girls from work and tell them I'm fine. 10 minutes later I'm done the calls and now I actually take a good look at his room.

His walls are a dark blue, with some posters scattered on a wall. A bedside table to the right side of his bed. A lamp that hangs over the other side of his bed and a desk with a chair in the other corner. A brown wood dresser lay flat against the biggest wall. It's classy, but homely. I like it.

In the middle of my thoughts Yeonjun calls us to eat. We trudge down stairs and Namjoon is right about the crepes. They melt in my mouth and I almost moan at how good they tasted. When we are done, Namjoon drives me back home. We get out of the car and he pulls me in for a quick kiss and rubs our noses together. I giggle at his cuteness as he flashes me his famous dimpled smile.

We say goodbye and I walk into the house and spend the rest of the day writing in my diary and watching tv. None of the boys are home, and it is nice to be alone for a bit. Not that I am going to do anything special because no one is home, but it's quiet, and I like that. Living with three boys, it's hardly ever quiet. So I enjoy the company of myself.