Ambrosial | Jikook

Raspberry

An edible soft fruit, consisting of a cluster of reddish-pink drupelets.

After that first kiss, things did not change drastically, they continued dancing to the sound of a romantic ballad with a slow tempo—hovering like a bee after colorful flowers—and exchanging loving and longing glances.

Neither of them made it public, but it didn't take much for their friends to notice, the air around them had changed, I was full of promises, full of love.

The light had returned to Jimin's eyes, the beta seemed to glow every time he wore his characteristic smile.

While the alpha felt at ease—he had found his place—and was ready to leave the bitterness of the past and enjoy the sweetness of life.

A season had passed, summer was gone in a heartbeat. The hot days soothed by the waves of the sea and the river dates were now memories.

Jimin was over the moon, his wolf clinging more and more to the alpha. Their courtship felt natural, though not at all what Jimin had imagined as a teenager—it felt better, it felt real—no extravagant gifts, no awkwardly planned dates, no pressure from his family; It was just the two of them spending time together, getting to know each other and caring for each other's well-being.

Of course, there were gifts, but they were thoughtful and useful gifts, like when Jungkook gave him a carved wooden stand so Jimin could read in his recipe book while he cooked, or when the beta made sure to bring nutritious snacks to the alpha—and his peers—because although Jungkook loved his desserts, health was important too.

Sometimes things would get suddenly hot, a gentle greeting kiss ending with them breathless, and their hair tousled. Even so, things hadn't gone beyond passionate kisses, hair pulling, and fervent caresses.

The alpha had a hard time controlling his wolf—who wanted to devour Jimin every time he placed his hands on his smooth skin—he wanted to take things slowly, explore all the stages of their relationship, get to know each other well, and not jump directly into the carnal desire they both felt.

Jimin was grateful for the alpha's patience, but at the same time, he was agonizing to have his hands on him and to give himself completely to him, even though he was still afraid of not being able to satisfy his alpha needs, he trusted him. The beta admired Jungkook's steely resolve because if it was so difficult for him—who has almost no primal instinct—to keep his hands to himself, for the alpha he would surely be a thousand times tougher...

He blushed at the thought of his latest dreams, hands running through every corner of his skin, lips kissing every mole on his skin, strong arms anchoring his middle.

Now is not the time, Jimin reminded himself.

His wolf didn't agree with him, throwing a tantrum because he could not continue daydreaming with the alpha's muscular body.

Jimin also found it pitiful that he didn't have time to ride that hot train of thoughts.

With the end of summer came the most anticipated season for young wolves—the mating season—yet it wasn't all fun and passion, the pack also had to start making preparations for winter, which was expected to be a harsh one this year.

Preparations ranged from gathering crops and increasing hunting parties to feed everyone during the freezing months, make sure the infirmary was stocked with all medicinal herbs before all vegetation was covered in snow, to negotiations with other packs to guarantee peace. And speaking of negotiations, Jungkook was tasked with accompanying Namjoon to a wood exchange negotiation with the Choi Pack, Yoongi was having his mating cycle and therefore he couldn't make the four-day trip.