Park Jimin is the most desired omega on the planet, hot, famous, it boy, single. Or not so single at all? What if behind closed doors there's a secret, a traumatized, broken omega struggling with mental health issues. What if there is an alpha holdi...
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"That's enough!" Jungkook's fist landed on the table top.
"Guys, thank you for your time but I don't feel comfortable being here for longer, please understand and Seokjin please bring me home now," Jimin looked at his manager who nodded getting up immediately.
See you at home will wait for you to kiss all your bruises, love you so much, whispered Jimin into Jungkook's mind bowing his head politely and escaping through the bar closely followed by his manager.
"What was that?" Taehyung was standing in front of Jungkook's car trembling from anger. "This was my chance with Jimin! How could you act like the last jerk around him and in the end you scared the shit out of him."
Jungkook sighed, the last thing he needed tonight was this argument so he opened the car door but Taehyung stopped his arm.
"What?"
"What? When we will go to Jimin's lesson on Tuesday you have to make it right."
"Listen Tae, can we discuss that another freaking time?"
"No, damn! I had met Jimin and you made him freak out by acting like some weirdo, maybe it was my only chance to make a good impression on my future boyfriend!"
Jungkook's blood boiled, first those assholes, who had no idea about anything, about how hard Jimin was struggling with himself calling him names, now that.
"Is he your mate?" Asked Jungkook losing his patience.
Taehyung eyes almost left his skull, he opened his mouth then closed it again.
"You can not ask me things like that!"
"Why not? A werewolf feels when he meets his mate, so is he your mate?" Jungkook kept Taehyung's stare.
His friend closed his fists, swallowed loudly then sent him a stern gaze.
"Yes, he is my mate," he said then turned around walking down the pavement when Jungkook's heart began to beat rapidly.
He needed long minutes to calm down enough to be able to sit behind the steering wheel, his eyes falling at Jungminie's toy car on the floor at the passenger's seat and all that anger evaporated like by a magical spell as what Taehyung has said never mattered, what those guys have said, all that mattered was him coming back home safe to close his boys in his arms and be with them.
I'm on my way to you, he whispered using the connection to Jimin's mind but there was no answer so he became nervous starting the engine driving as fast as possible yet carefully.
Jungkook knew how easily Jimin was breaking, how much he had suffered by people's judgment, so what has happened in the bar had been the last he had needed.
I hope you're alright, muttered Jungkook to the silence of the car speeding up a little bit, but it seemed to crawl, the endless roads, the red lights. Finally he turned into the so known neighborhood driving this short distance to the underground garage.
The guard sent him a wide smile when he was walking towards the main elevator.
"Congratulations on your win Mr. Jeon."
Jungkook muttered a muffled thank you hiding in the lift counting the floors until it stopped on 35, taking the key out to cross the last meters and open the door.
The flat was quiet, the lights in the corridor left lit, definitely for him, so he untied the boots, took off the jacket.
There was a puzzle Jungminie has started lying unfinished on the coffee table, some snacks around it.
Haneul napping on his favorite armchair.
Jungkook chuckled walking to Jungminie's room to open the door and see a heartwarming sight as his son and his husband were cuddling to each other, deeply asleep underneath the spaceship duvet.
"I've missed you so much, you can't imagine," whispered Jungkook crouching at the bed to nudge Jimin's arm.
"Hm..." Jimin gave out an unarticulated sound raising his eyes open but Jungkook pressed his finger to his lips.
Jimin nodded moving carefully, leaning in to plant a kiss against Jungminie's forehead then he rolled out of the bed stumbling on the carpet but Jungkook caught him up pressing his lips to his scent glade inhaling waves and stardust.
"Come," whispered Jimin noiselessly so they left the room tiptoeing to their bedroom.
"What about mum?" Asked Jungkook.
"Your mum is sleeping in the guest room," Jimin sighed. "Our baby didn't want to go to sleep again I had to lull him in with my scent."
"Ah... when will he start listening to grandma, really," Jungkook chuckled holding Jimin while walking all the way to the bedroom.
"Are you ok? Is it hurting a lot?" Jimin caressed down his face gently.
"It's fine," Jungkook glued his lips to his husband's big soft ones, oh how he had missed that taste. "Mmmmmm, so yummy," he whispered between hot kisses.
"Stop!" Jimin blushed hard lowering his head.
"You're so delicious I'd gladly kiss all of you inch after inch."
"Ah... I'm almost asleep," Jimin closed one eye cutely.
"You can sleep I will kiss you, inch after inch," Jungkook was fumbling with the hem of Jimin's pajama shirt.
"We need a rest," Jimin cuddled to him nuzzling his face to his scent glade sending him over the edge with that little gesture.
"I won a fight because of your mental support today, I want to repay you with pure pleasure," Jungkook was speaking feeling like drunk his lips reaching the mating mark sucking on it deeply, all the memories of that posh bungalow he has rented for their honeymoon trip coming back so vividly. That night when he has asked Jimin if they can mate was one of the best in his entire life. "I'm your husband, why do you even feel like you need to ask?" Said Jimin back then and it was like lighting up an inner fire as the next thing he remembered was waking up before his love to watch that fresh mating mark slowly stopping to bleed.
"Kookie, please give me a breath... ah!" Jimin's loud moan brought him back to here and now.
"How? I cannot stop touching you once I've started," Jungkook laughed lifting Jimin by his thighs carrying to the bathroom.
"What are you doing?" Jimin giggled but he opened the shower placing his husband down then leaning in to pull his pajama pants off.
"Jungkook!" Jimin giggled more.
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