Alpha Who?

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The next day you did your best to stay out of their way. Keeping your headphones in you ignore all attempts of knocking and texts. You just need to be alone. You are not a nice person to be around when you are moody like this, horny, irritated, hungry. Your temper is mean and petty and you didn't want to hurt any of their feelings.

You knew it wasn't just your coming period. It was coming period, you had tried and tried and finally given up, and you knew your body and what felt good but you were beyond sexually frustrated.

You are working with the translator and he gives you sites to use to practice along with a copy of Rosetta stone and you laugh feeling like you were back in school.

Your stomach cramps in hunger and looking at the clock on the laptop you hold your stomach. Every time they had knocked there was a take out menu or 5 as Jimin had slid one time with a handwritten note in English saying please pick one it's not good to not eat. And that had touched your heart knowing his eating struggles.

You had looked and tried to see if anything caught your eye. But nothing had, so you were drinking fluids, milk kept the hunger at bay but not by much. And when you hear knocking you try to tune it out and see a menu pop under you sigh and roll your eyes and then a little usb stick you get up out of curiosity.

Popping it in your laptop you are surprised to see who it is. His voice fills your ears talking carefully in Korean but there's english captions and he says if nothing on the menu or from any of the 1000s of restaurants in Vegas are of an interest to you that is fine. But he will have the doctor come see you and hook you up to an IV tomorrow.

Your nostrils flare. You have a slight inkling that he actually would. So you look at the menu and circle the first thing you see and slide it under the door and pop down and peer under and see a shadow and his voice saying Thank you.

Forty five minutes later there is knocking and his voice says your food is here. Opening the door he hands it to you and smiles and you nod. "Thank you. Good night" And not wanting to talk still you slowly close the door.

At one in the morning you wake up from dozing and your stomach clenches, god why is it so hot? It's only April. You pop your head into the hallway and it's dark and quiet you walk on your tiptoes to the kitchen and pour yourself a large glass of milk taking a sip while looking in the fridge. There is so much food and you eye an orange and debate it. The smell of it in your nose is tempting but you grimace. Closing the doors you walk quietly back to your room.

Closing the door your eyes adjust in the dark again and you know you aren't alone. Smelling his scent of the citrus makes sense. "Umm hi?"

"No eating is bad." He says shaking the food bag he got you.

"I'm not hungry." You say.

"So?"

Feeling frustrated you huff. "So? So what?"

Seeing his phone turn on he is speaking into it and then the robotic voice is saying.

I meant what I said I will have a doctor give you an IV or force a tube down your mouth. I will let you choose which you would like. Don't be a brat.

Getting your phone by the bed you speak into it. "You are not the boss of me. You can't just force tube shaped things in a girl's mouth and hope she takes it. I'm not hungry. If I was, I would eat. So thank you but when I'm hungry I will. I'm drinking milk."

He listens as it's translated. His breathing sounds angry and having watched thousands of hours of BTS stuff you know how he must look. The sound of his voice as he stands and speaks into his phone and the light basks his face in a soft blue glow, you were right about Bom he was so cute and smelled just like his nickname spring. Putting your milk down on the dresser you put your phone right by it.