Turned on the water and that dumb bitch didn't even flinch^^
Time flies so by so fast 😨 guys, I update this story every 3-4 days. If I don't, call me out on it and I'll update 🥲 I'm so sorry, time gets away from me so easily lately 😭
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"Get dressed."
"B-But..."
"You want to go on a date, right?"
"But..."
Yoongi leaned closer from where he had me pinned to the bed, his hand sliding up into my shirt mischievously as he tried to strip me.
"What's wrong?"
I blushed and closed my eyes tight. "Y-You...don't get to see me n-naked, so...you have to go outside while I ch-change..."
"Why don't I get to see my mate naked? It's about time, don't you think? Show me your cute ass."
I whined when he tried to snatch my pants, quickly shifting my attention to them and holding the rim of them up so he couldn't pull them off.
"N-No!" I whined, holding my pants as tightly as I could to keep him from yanking them off. "Stop it!"
"Mm...no." He mumbled playfully, but let go of my pants. Instead, he slid his hands around my hips and groped my ass instead.
I unintentionally moaned at the hard grab, making him chuckle when I got mad and started kicking.
"Get off!"
He ignored me, maneuvering between my legs and placing his forearms next to my head to hold himself up as he leaned down and kissed me. I bit his lip angrily, but despite a wince, he didn't back down. I whined quietly against his lips, but obediently kissed back.
"My cute little mate." He mumbled proudly, nuzzling my nose with his playfully.
"Sh-Shush..." I whined with a blush. "D-Didn't I tell you not to call me your mate...?"
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna stop. You are my mate."
"W-We don't kn--"
"You are my mate." He interrupted.
"We don--"
"You are my mate." He interrupted again stubbornly.
I pouted, but repeated after him obediently. "I'm your mate..."
He smiled when I confirmed it, pecking me on the lips happily. "Then that means I can see you naked!"
"No!" I hissed, shoving him away with a pout. He laughed at my adamance, and jumped off my bed.
"Yeah yeah, shortie. Get up and get ready. I'll give you an hour. I'm gonna run home and get ready myself, okay?"
"You're leaving?" I asked with big eyes.
"Yeah. I'll be back at ten to pick you up. That way, it'll be like a traditional date, yeah? Alpha picks up his cute omega from home to go on a date." He said with a smile, pecking my forehead from where I now sat, debating whether or not to whine for him to stay.
"Okay." I said with a little smile back. "L-Like a traditional date..."
He chuckled at me. "You're so cute, Jimin." He mumbled, patting me on the head lovingly. "I'll see you in a bit, baby. Bye bye."
"Bye bye." I said with an innocent smile, looking up at him as he smiled back, before he walked to the door and left my room. Not long after, I heard the front door closing.
Oh God.
What the hell do I wear for a first date?!
"Mama!" I screamed, jumping up and running down to her room, only for my protective alpha mother to meet me halfway and scoop me up.
"What's wrong?!" She growled.
"I need help!" I whined from in her arms. "Yoongi is taking me on our first date and I don't know what I'm supposed to wear..."
My mom perked up, getting visibly excited quickly. "Oh! You don't need to say anything more! Mama knows exactly what you should wear!"
One shower and long makeup session later--
"M-Mama...don't you think this is a bit...?"
"Nonsense! You want to keep him, don't you? So show him what you've got! Tight leather jeans to show off your thick ass and a loose shirt to show off your torso! Plus, the white shirt and black jeans fit your color style."
Does my mom want me to slut around?
"S-Still..."
"No. You asked me for help, and I think this is perfect. Plus, you're wearing all designer from one of my relatively new lines. Nothing will catch his eye sooner than a notable brand and a good ass. Now go get your man and don't come back home unless he gets you pregnant tonight!"
Yeah, she wants me to be a slut.
"He's picking me up soon..." I mumbled as I looked at my makeup in the mirror a bit awkwardly, unsure of how I felt about wearing it.
Will Yoongi like it?
I mean, it's really simple and accentuates my features, but...
I pouted at my reflection, before I retreated from my mom's room so she couldn't tell me to go get pregnant anymore.
Just as I left her room, I heard a knock on the front door. Immediately, my heart began to race.
Oh god, he's here--!
I mini panicked, quickly rushing to the door and looking at my reflection in a hanging mirror we had beside the door, before I whipped the front door open--
Only to slam it right back in Yoongi's face when I felt a horrible rush of nerves.
"Baby?" I heard him call me with a little laugh. "You're ready, aren't you? Open the door."
I let out a quiet whine, but obediently opened the door a crack and peeked out at him. He softly chuckled and gently pushed the door open more until he could see all of me.
"You look beautiful." He said nonchalantly with a smile, coming inside and kissing me on the forehead. Meanwhile, I was hyperaware of both him and the fact that my mother was sneaking peeks at us from her doorway.
"Th-Thank you..." I mumbled with a blush, before I quickly pushed him outside and shut the door behind us with a pout. "M-My mom is being really nosy..."
He smiled. "She just wants to make sure her baby is okay and happy, I'm sure." He mumbled, before he offered me his hand.
I awkwardly put my hand in his and let him lead me to his car, where he opened the passenger door for me. I got inside, wondering immediately where we would be going for our date.
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