Our Perfect Omega | ᵒᵗ⁷

⸸ Chapter 4 ⸸

"Bun~ You gotta keep up." Seokjin called out to Chunho as he sulked behind the group at the mall. They took Chunho to the mall to get him out of the house and for some new clothes. He's been pouty and grumpy for the past 2 days. He was upset because no one would claim him, tugging at the oversized sweatshirt he had borrowed from Taehyung.

He grasped at his neck, a weird feeling ghosting his neck without a collar, he was uncomfortable in public without it. What if someone steals me? What if I get lost? What if Yohan comes to take me back?  He questioned himself... A lot. Regardless, he huffed and sped up, taking Taehyung's hand as he was the closest member to him besides Seokjin. He didn't want to hold Seokjin's hand, he's the one who told everyone to wait for claiming and marking until they settled something. Not to mention, Chunho has taken more of a liking to Taehyung since he speaks to him about his feelings and how he hates that they have to wait.

He's the only one who's honest and open with him, he felt appreciated and needed. For once.

What Chunho didn't know was Seokjin didn't want him to leave the house at all, the guys were at odds with a neighboring gang and they knew he could be and would be used as leverage, if taken. They were all worried but knew he still wanted a bit of freedom, Seokjin is still trying to make time to tell him what's going on.

Seokjin and the guys were in their own gang, though their parents are head leaders of the mafia. So, for every reason in the books, they were also targets, but they knew how to handle themselves.

The group walked into the food court of the mall, hoping to grab a quick bite of food before heading to the last store then home. "Bun, what do you want to eat?" Chunho slumped down in a seat, grumbling before burying his head in his arms. Seokjin sighed and turned to Taehyung, "Go sit with him, I'll order your food too okay?" Taehyung nodded before walking over and sitting on the chair next to Chunho.

"Bun, Why are you so grumpy?" Taehyung asked, reaching over and fluffing his hair. Chunho grumbled, "You know why TaeTae hyung." Taehyung sighed, "Come on Bunnie. You know we want to. We're just waiting for the right time, Come here." Taehyung pulled Chunho's chair over to him, Chunho immediately leaning into his embrace. "Bun, I got you a slushie." Jungkook said, sitting on Chunho's opposite side. Chunho sat up and leaned over, wrapping his arms around Jungkook. "What kind, Kookie ah?" Jungkook smiled, "Strawberry Banana." Chunho hummed and nuzzled his scent gland before looking at the slushie and taking it into his hands.

Chunho sat the cup down before he could drink anything, hissing in pain. "What's wrong Chunho ah?" Jimin asked, sitting down at the table beside the worried alphas. "I- I don't know." Chunho said, the pain slowly in his stomach subsiding. Jimin wrinkled his eyebrows in confusion, "Kookie." Jungkook looked at him and they stayed quiet. "Seokjin hyung." Seokjin looked at him as everyone else joined the table. "I think we should go." Seokjin cocked his head to the side, looking at Chunho then back to Jungkook.

"Uh, okay. Let's go to the last store, we can eat in the van." Jungkook nodded, standing next to Chunho and rubbing his back as he clung to Taehyung.

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"Hyung," Chunho started, "My stomach hurts." They all turn to him simultaneously. "What kind of hurt?" Taehyung asked immediately. Chunho whimpered, "H- Hea-'' Chunho's knees gave way, almost pulling Taehyung's shoulder out of place. Taehyung pulled his arm up, Chunho dangling from it before he wrapped the bunny in a hug and smothering him with his scent, "Call the driver!" Seokjin yelled as he began to release his pheromones to calm down anyone nearby enough to smell Chunho. "Why didn't you tell us your heat was soon?" Seokjin whispered, Chunho whined, "It wasn't supposed to be."