The Useless Omega: Kim Namjoon x Reader

17

The weekend passes fairly quick and nothing special happens. Namjoon did get me a phone though. It isn't super high-tech but it does its job and I even downloaded some games. I never had a phone in my old pack. We weren't the most prosperous pack and not many people had luxuries such as a phone because they are so expensive. I took a selfie of Namjoon and I and set is as my lock screen. Then I convinced Jin, Tae and Jimin to take a photo with me and set that as my home screen.

I do my usual morning routine and grab a quick bite to eat before heading to work on this very cold Monday morning. It is definitely winter now and not fall, yet there is still no snow on the ground. I wrap my scarf tighter around my face as I speed walk to Jeons Tailor.

I finally make it to the shop and as per usual I walk in and make my way to the back of the office. It is quiet right now, which means that most of the girls aren't here yet. I hang up my jacket on the hooks and smooth my hat hair in the mirror before saying good morning to Mr. Jeon.

"Y/N, I know you won't like this but Aisha is sick and Onda has the day off. We're two people short and you need to be on the floor today." He heavily sighs.

My heart lurches in my stomach. So many Alphas walk through the shop on a daily basis, getting tailored. Anything could happen, especially because Namjoon hasn't marked me yet. Alphas could think I'm not committed to anyone and try things... I take a deep breath before nodding at him as I play with my hands nervously. Mr. Jeon gives me a sympathetic look.

"Listen, if anything happens, just call me ok? I'll be in my office like usual." He explains and I say thank you, bowing to him before getting my pins and chalk ready.

The other girls have finally rolled in, and Mr. Jeon explains the situation to them. They are sad we were without two crew members today but reassure me that nothing is going to happen. I smile, grateful for their concern. Sihyeon even goes as far as saying that she will kick an Alpha in the dick if they try anything, and that makes me giggle.

We hurrily get ready, scrambling to make sure everything is in place and we are ready to operate without two members, and soon enough 9:00am rolls around and we unlock the front doors, allowing the first wave of customers to come in. The morning is fairly uneventful, and I have to measure an Alpha, but he was old, and mated and nice so I relax a little bit. Lunch comes and goes fast, and we get back to work after a filling lunch of Salad with chicken.

I am organizing some thread while the other girls are measuring up Alphas when this tall blonde man comes walking through the door. I can immediately smell his strong scent of pinewood and bitter coffee. It burns my nose a little bit, and I sniffle trying to get it to go away. For some omegas, if they smell a scent that is to strong, it can sting their nose and even lead to nosebleeds. I have personally never experienced it before, but when this guy walks in I think today might be the day.

Because I am the only one not attending a customer, I am forced to walk over and greet him. As I get closer his scent gets stronger and my nose burns even more. I gulp it back as I smile and beckon him in. Now that I am up close I can see his face.

He has a sharp jawline, blonde tousled hair and a nice smile with just a hint of something more sinister beneath it. Or maybe its just my brain over reacting. Either way, there is no denying he is very attractive. He is wearing a dark blue button down shirt, and pinstripe slacks with black dress shoes. In one hand he carries a black briefcase and in the other a pair of brown dress pants. I lead him to the pedestal, and he sits down on a chair.

"What can I do today for you sir?" I say, trying to not choke on his overbearing scent. I look him in the eyes trying to be polite, even though his stare makes me uneasy. He holds out the pants.

"I need these hemmed. They are a bit to long." He explains briefly, still smiling gently at me, eyes bright.

"I can do that for you sir. Go into the changeroom and put them on and I can adjust the length." I say quickly, not looking him in the eye. He nods and heads to the changeroom.

I quickly glance at the other girls, and they are to busy either sewing or dealing with other customers to notice the faint look of distress on my face. I take another deep breath and try to calm my pheromones so no one would notice anything. I don't know why I am so freaked out about Kai. But aside from his scent, something about him makes me immediately uneasy. I am ripped out of my thoughts when Kai comes out of the changeroom.

He steps on the pedestal and I get my pins and crouched down, inspecting the length. They are about an inch to long. I start pinning them to the right length, just below his ankles in the shoes he is wearing when he asks me a question.

"You're Kim Namjoon's omega right?" He asks, and I freeze for a moment before continuing my work.

"Yes I am." I say simply, hoping he won't try to keep talking to me.

"Are you really his though? I mean, he hasn't even marked you. Are you sure he even wants you? Or is he just using you?" He questions, and I clench my hands and bite my lip.

I hate to say it, but he has a valid point. Why hasn't Namjoon marked me? He never mentioned it, and now I'm starting to worry. What if what Kai is saying is true. What if he is just using me for sex?

I take a deep breath and try to ignore the thoughts floating around in my head. Kai doesn't say anything else as he inspects the length I pinned the pants to. I fidget with my hands, trying to distract myself from releasing stress pheromones.

"I think one spot at the back is uneven." He says and my eyes widen.

"My apologies Sir. Let me fix that." I say and as I walk past him he grabs my wrist.

Before I can say anything he roughly pulls me flush to his chest. I squirm in his grasp, wanting to get out but his hand wraps around my waist tightly, locking me in place. He lifts up my chin with his free hand.

"I know your secret Y/N. I have my ways. You have two choices. Leave Namjoon and be mine, or I tell everyone about your secret." He whispers into my ear and suddenly I feel faint.

"Oh, and don't tell anyone else, because I will know. And if you do I will spill that secret." He adds in slyly.

He knows. How can he know? That's impossible. I only told Namjoon. I start to feel like I'm suffocating and I use all my force to push Kai away from me and I stumble off the pedestal and hit my head on the side of a chair. The last thing I hear is Mia calling out my name before everything goes black.