NCT Oneshots! (Requests closed for right now! Sorry!)

Prove to me I'm yours |:| Nomin

I was painfully sucked into the cult that is being a Nomin shipper and this is my attempt to compensate. (Thank you, Elle.)
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Basic premise;
Jaemin, feeling insecure, takes it upon himself to start up Jeno's rut. -even though he himself is also an alpha.
Category:
It's literally an alpha/alpha it should be pretty clear I don't care about the rules.

(F u n)

ALSO NOTE—
I did the deepest of deep dives ever through all of Wattpad, AO3, and even enlisted the help of STRAIGHT UP ABOVERSE GUIDES to collect information before I spoke- and have since come to the ABSURD CONCLUSION,, THAT I CREATED A SUB PLOT.
YALL KNOW WHAT OMEGA SUPPRESSANTS ARE AND STUFF-
BUT I AM OFFICIALLY COINING MY APPARENT STRIKE OF GENIUS (I'm joking I have 0 braincells) AS;
Omega Supplements
AO3 HAD NOTHING. WATTPAD HAD NOTHING.
I MADE THIS UP.
HOW?? NO IDEA. BUT IM GOING WITH IT.
I FEEL REALLY COOL.
YEAH.
THAT.
ANYWAY-
Enjoy ;)
(Part of a connected ABO world that will probably not be elaborated on. 🤣)
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Jaemin isn't normal.

Anyone who knows him would tell you as much.

But even so, people assumed he would fit nicely into his given status, somehow not phased when it arrived six months earlier than it was supposed to.

Alpha.

Leader. Commander. Control. Power. Dominion.

Those were his buzz words.

The concept of such irked his stability- in the best way it could.

Surrendering his embedded desire for control while his body begged him for the contrary felt so much more addicting than mindlessly bruiting through the days life threw at him.

And finding another alpha who didn't quite fit the standards was akin to a fever dream he didn't have to wake up from.

Jeno was that fever.

In all aspects besides the instinctual ones, omegas were innately undesirable to him.

He needed some semblance of challenge, but betas lacked the fire he needed to light the flame.

Jaemin was perfect.

It's like a drug.

Forcing yourself through something your body deems foreign, while also granting it deep pleasure- it forms the addiction in all the right places.

And the best part?

No harm is done.

So that addiction is free to be fueled as much as desired.

But now, three and a half years into their misfire of a relationship, it would appear Jaemin finally ran into a problem.

A venomous case of guttural insecurities.

Watching Donghyuck's abnormal relationship with Mark decimate itself didn't help his suppressed worries at all, and on top of that, Yangyang's seemingly simple pregnancy—as a beta—was littered with complication after complication, and it was like life was screaming at him, "there is no point in resisting instincts. Just give in. Surrender."