Mikrokosmos: BTS in the Omegaverse ✔

Chapter Nine: Pretty Sure This is Called Love

Trigger Warnings: 

Explicit Sex

Adult Language 

Over the next year...

Things fell into a pattern so comfortable, Jimin was pretty sure that it was called love. Namjoon and Yoongi took turns aligning their ruts with his when he went into heat, and he always got taken care of so well.

The entire pack doted on him, and he on them.

Meanwhile he also became closer and closer to the Maknaes. They were nearly inseparable, and Jungkook, especially, was like his satellite.

All the boys had birthdays, and as they grew, they grew together. They had never felt so aligned as a pack and as a group.

These days, Jungkook was such an adolescent pup and seemed to consider most time wasted that he wasn't kissing Jimin. He would often pull Jimin into his bed at night, and before they fell asleep, they would make out and Jungkook's hands would explore Jimin's body with an innocent sweetness.

Namjoon:

"Have you been noticing this?" Namjoon growled to Yoongi, as they watched the Maknae snuggled up to Jimin, kissing his neck.

"Mmm," growled Yoongi, "the Maknae nears maturity."

Namjoon glanced sideways at him: "He doesn't seem like a beta," he said, Jungkook was too horny and hormonal to present as beta.

"No, he definitely does not," Yoongi watched the boys. "But, Taehyung sure does."

Namjoon nodded, "Yes, he should have presented by now if he weren't..."

Jungkook was throwing off his shirt now and climbing on top of Jimin... Namjoon growled.

"Hey, you pups! Kissing only, with our immature Maknae, right, Jimin? You guys are keeping your pants on, right?"

"Of course!" Jimin sighed, "he is still a baby, isn't he?"

But as Namjoon watched the growing boy attack Jimin's neck with fierceness, he thought to himself that Jungkook wouldn't be a baby for much longer.

Jimin:

For the third night in a row, Jungkook sat beside Jimin and caught his wrist when Jimin tried to go to bed, pulling him into a kiss. "Sleep in my bed, Hyung," he growled at Jimin, and Jimin shivered and followed his best friend into his room.

They lay there a while later in each other's arms, Namjoon's snores echoing around the room like a bass line.

"JIminah, ahm..." Jungkook looked nervous suddenly.

"Yes, baby?"

"Um, when I become sexually mature, can we have sex?"

Jimin swallowed, he had to admit he had fantasized about it, the older Jungkook had gotten and the closer he had grown to him, and especially with his increasing fascination with making out with Jimin...

"Of course, silly, I am the omega of the pack and I love you!" He crooned at him gently.

"Like... you, you believe in new sexualism, right?" the words fumbled out of Jungkook's mouth uncomfortably, but sounded desperate for Jimin's answer. "I mean... you will still love me...want me... even if I present beta or omega?"

Jimin's heart melted at this nervous boy. He caught Jungkook's chin and stared deep into his eyes. "Of COURSE," he said, "I love YOU, Jungkookah, your sex doesn't matter to me, okay?" Jimin pulled him into a tight hug. Jungkook smelt amazing..