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11.2 Loving cat

"So where are we going and why did you let Jungkook torture that child's mother?"

"Let's have a nice claim dinner."

Taehyung brakes abruptly. Had he not had the belt, Jimin would have hit the windshield, no doubt none.

"Ah?" stammers Taehyung in confusion. "What do you mean, claim dinner? Claim who to whom and when I said no claim at all."

"Don't be distressed. Stay calm and trust me. It will be fun."

Taehyung is left full of doubt about it, however, he goes to the address given by beastman Ragdoll. It's a pretty good residential complex. The building intimidates him with how luxurious it is. I'd say there are tycoons living in this place. He shyly carries his bag of clothes. Jimin asked him to bring a change of clothes for refined dressing. Would have preferred to put it on before coming.

The inside of the apartment is just as pompous as the outside, though a bit more relaxed and homey because of the plants and wooden decorations. He stares at a graduation photo. He drops his eyebrows. Okay, he must have guessed this place is Namjoon's.

At least he can say it looks better now. Before he was a total punk with that hairdo and piercings. He doesn't know whether to laugh or cry at the fact that Jimin is in that group of What are they? He'll assume lionesses, who accompany there and judging from another photo, all four of them are Namjoon's wives now.

"Namjoon lent it to me. You can go to the bathroom to change."

He heads to take a bath and change. Jimin stays behind to prepare the food. He hopes it turns out well or regular enough that he doesn't want to throw it out the window. Fortunately for both their stomachs, it was good. Somewhat spicy, but bearable. Taehyung came out of the bathroom wearing a bacteria print dress shirt, black pants and smart shoes, hair combed a little to the side thanks to how wet it is. Jimin wears pants with slits on each side, hair tied in a ballerina bun and an off-the-shoulder blouse of plush material. They start eating with instrumental music playing in the background. Talking about everything and nothing. Simple chitchat to garnish the atmosphere between the two.

Taehyung didn't want to tell him that he overdid the spicy soup, he felt it was too much of an embarrassment. After finishing dinner, they eat dessert and Jimin gets up earlier. Taehyung plays with the small spoon on his lips. He wonders what's all the mystery in this.

He almost swallows the spoon in fright when Jimin returns with a huge bouquet. The Omega smiles apologetically at him, moving closer.

"Do you want to be my Alpha?"

He holds out the bouquet of purple flowers. Taehyung takes it, somewhere between touched and impressed. He presses it a little between his hands, finding that there is a note with a heart drawn on it. A bear and a cat in the middle and question marks. It's funny how Taehyung was so worried about his "strange" way of being when Jimin is almost just like him. He laughs shaking his head.

"What a silly Omega you are."

"Do I take that as a yes?"

"Yes. Of course you do."

Taehyung laughingly says in a thick, excited and elated voice.

"OK!"

Jimin exclaims, holds him and Taehyung opens them eyes wide from the bite on his neck. He didn't think Jimin thought of this when he meant "claim", but why deny that he loved it. Jimin grabs him by the face and kisses him on the lips, pressing his lips to Taehyung's. The Alpha caresses his hands and then rubs his forehead with the opposite one. It's satisfying to hear Jimin's constant purring.