You saved me

5

Jimin cocked his head to the side a bit, "you made me breakfast in bed?"

The Alpha in him wanted to push his chest out to prove how great of a mate he was; the human in him wanted to blush and not look Jimin in the eye; the human part won out. "Yeah," he mumbled as he shuffled towards the bed where his-where Jimin was sitting. He placed the tray over Jimin's lap and sat beside Sooie before helping Wonie get up.

Yoongi had every intention of feeding Jimin, but before he could even grab the spoon, Jimin already had it and was feeding bites to Wonie, who was begging like he was starving. "I already fed the bottomless pit," he grumbled.

Jimin giggled, turning to look at Yoongi with a bright smile that made his eyes disappear. "It's okay, he's a hungry pup, and I'd never deny him."

Yoongi looked at the croissant he had made and grabbed it, ripping a piece off and bringing his fingers to Jimin's lips, just waiting to see if he'd do it. Thinking back, Tae and Joon were right; he's been doing so much courting towards the Omega. It made him wonder if Jimin had even realized it since Yoongi didn't until it was pointed out.

He fed Jimin bite by bite until the croissant was completely gone. He was still feeding Wonie bites of his oatmeal, so it was time for Yoongi to take a risk. He picked up a strawberry, holding it out for him. Jimin opened his mouth, making Yoongi come to him. The Alpha smirked; he rubbed the strawberry across Jimin's lips before pushing it in. Jimin closed his lips around the tips of Yoongi's fingers.

The air shifted, both of their scents inching closer to arousal, but then he smelled it. His nostrils flared, slick; he was smelling Jimin's slick. The Omega's eyes went wide; he handed Sooie over to the Alpha. "I have to go," he stuttered out before running away from Yoongi and the pups.

"Jin," Jimin screamed on the phone as he waited for the bus.

"I'm not deaf, Jimin, but I might be now. Damn. Why are you screaming at me?"

The Omega looked around; too many people were around to tell him. "Are you home?"

"I am; I go to work in a few hours, though. Why, what's up."

"Crisis, that's what's up. I'm heading home now."

Jin growled, "That Alpha didn't do anything you don't like, did he? Because I don't care what those three say, I will skin him alive if he hurts you."

"No, he's a perfect gentleman, I promise."

A sigh left Beta's lips. "Good. All three of those idiots swear that he's a great guy, and you've been spending so much time over there. You didn't even come home last night, but I figured with you guys courting."

"Courting? We aren't courting."

Jin snorted and then went into a massive laughing fit that didn't stop; it ended the conversation. When Jimin walked into the apartment, Jin was still laughing, like full-on rolling around on the floor laughing so hard he could barely breathe. "Not courting, oh God, I didn't realize that you were a comedian."

"Jin, I, we aren't courting." Jimin was exasperated. There was no way that an amazing Alpha like Yoongi would court a broken Omega like Jimin. Plus, he wasn't even sure he was ready for that. Today was the first time he'd ever produced slick, even in heat he never did. It used to anger his boss so much that he always had to provide lube for Jimin. What Omega doesn't produce slick; it's the only upside besides the pups they had; his boss used to scream at him.

"Jimin, my sweet nieve Omega. Yes, he is, but Yoongi is so clueless that he may not even realize it either." Jin took a breath, reaching out to grab Jimin's hands, and pulled him over to the sofa, "he made you a flower crown. He makes you food and hand-feeds you. You smell like him."

" I fell asleep in his bed. Wonie wouldn't let me leave, so I laid down to leave as soon as he fell asleep, but I fell asleep, too."

Jimin was pouting, and Jin found it completely adorable. He still remembers the day that Jimin was brought in. He was out of his mind in the middle of his heat, begging for someone to help him because it hurt too much, and he was dying. Jin cleaned him up every time the poor, scared Omega came. He cleaned his body from the sweat since his temperature was so high. He fed him small bites of food and sips of water to keep him hydrated.

He was so young and scared, so small, and Jin's heart broke a little. This wasn't the first time he had to help an Omega brought there, nor was it the last. But Jimin was by far the youngest at just 16. Most Omegas were there because they had no other place to go. The boss ensured that they became his target once he found an Omega alone. And he was good at what he did, he isolated them, made them dependant on him and when they were at their lowest, that's when he struck. But Jimin had been sold for a hefty price by his parents.

The boss made it back in triple just by selling his virginity. The screams that came out of the room that night still haunt Jin to this day. Jimin was covered in bite marks, bruises, and blood. It took him weeks to recover before the boss put him back on the floor. When his heat hit a month later after Jimin was drugged with heat inducers, Jimin became pregnant, and the boss was getting exactly what he wanted.

"Okay, that explains the scent today, but Jimin, you come home every day smelling like the Alpha."

Jimin jumped, "I'm in his house; what do you expect?"

Jin had to remind himself that Jimin was stolen from his life at 16; he wasn't even 19 yet, and he had no idea how the real world worked. "You are right, but Jimin, I know he's fed you by hand and even given you courting gifts. I mean, for fucks sake, you came home in his hoodie the other day, and I know it's hidden under your pillow in your nest."

"You went in my room?" He cried out in protest.

"Of course not, but I can smell it from here, and I'm a Beta, so what does that tell you?" Jin's eyebrow raised in the most sarcastic way ever.

Jimin deflated a bit. "I like how he smells, like oranges; it's soft and comforting."

"I know, Min, I know. But if you want my honest opinion, I believe he's courting you." Before Jimin could even argue, Jin reached out and shushed him with his finger, "I'm not going to argue with you, just stating my thoughts. But you called me in a crisis earlier; what was that about?" Jimin turned bright red, groaning as he wrapped himself in a blanket. "Oh, this is interesting. Spill it before I tickle you."

Jimin huffed from under the blanket, whipping it off and glaring at Jin. "I got wet, Jin; he was feeding me breakfast in bed. He fed me a strawberry, and I wrapped my lips around his fingers, and I got wet. You know I've never, and I freaked out and ran."

Out of all of the things that Jimin could freak out about, this was the last thing he would have ever thought about. "Wait, just so we are on the same page. You produced slick for the first time when you had his fingers in your mouth?"

"You make it sound way worse than it was," he groaned as he went back to hiding under the blanket.

"Sorry, I'm just shocked. Why did you run away? What about the pups?"

Jimin shot up, "omg the pups. I just left them, but Yoongi knows I got wet. What do I do, Jin?" The Omega whined so cutely.