IRREPLACEABLE || JIKOOK ✅

4.

JIMIN POV

Later that afternoon...

After getting himself lost in the valley and driving in the wrong direction for a better part of an hour, he finally pulled into the
lot for the small supermarket.

He opened the driver's door
and stood, stretching his arms above his head.

A gust of wind whipped the
door open wider and caused
it to slightly ding a fancy red
sports car parked beside him.

Hissing in fear, he pulled the
door away and saw there appeared to be no damage.

Then he looked around to see
if anyone had spied his blunder and was relieved to see no
one lurking around.

Relieved, he relaxed some.

Another gust whipped past him, strong enough to make him
lean to one side.

Pollen and new leaves floated from the neighboring trees, dancing through the air on
the breeze.

Glancing up, he saw the sky growing heavy and dark above.

Better hurry up and get outta here ASAP.

He closed the door and
headed inside the market.

It was much smaller than the ones he was used to in the city, but there was definitely a
charm to it.

He grabbed a basket and filled
it with a little fresh fruit, even though he doubted he'd eat much of it.

There's always tonight.

His heat shouldn't start for another day and then there
was the day after his heat.

He'd be starving by that point.

Jimin felt a bit of his slick ease from his ass and he froze.

Oh no.

It was a day and a half early.

It had been too long since he'd been off-meds and now it seemed he might start
sooner than he'd anticipated.

The storm was good enough reason to hurry, Slick was enough reason to bolt.

He quickly picked up a box of meal bars, as well as some
broth and crackers to have for dinner that night, if he ate at all.

Before he went to the cashier,
he stopped for a case of
bottled water.

Just as he reached for it, a
man moved in close,
reaching for the same case.

"Sorry." He murmured, letting go.

He rose to his full height and eyed the handsome man, The familiar-looking, handsome man.

The familiar-looking,
handsome alpha.

A little more of Jimin's slick eased from him and he drew
in a deep breath.

The alpha inhaled deeply, his eyes widening some.

He looked down at Jimin, his body growing tense.

"Take it." the alpha growled.

"And get the hell out of here."

He didn't need to be told twice.

He grabbed the case and rushed up to the cashier, practically throwing money at the poor
man before everything had
been charged.

He shoved the change back
into his wallet, jostling it into
his pocket frantically. Heads turned, watching him closely.

Luckily, he made it outside
and into the car before
anyone bothered him.

A ripple of need slammed into him as he closed the car's door.

Fuck.

He gripped the steering wheel with both hands, waiting for the wave of lust to die down a little.

His cock tented his pants, the head leaking against the
denim of his pants.

When he finally got a little control over himself, he lifted
his stare and saw the handsome alpha striding out of the store.

Where do I know him from?

The alpha was so familiar.

Tall and handsome was an understatement.

The alpha's broad shoulders
filled his dress shirt well.

Jimin's stare moved down to
the narrower waist and then
on to the tented tailored slacks.

The imprint of the alpha's cock nearly took his breath away.

He wanted to see it. Feel it.

In his hands between his lips driving deep inside him.

A moan ripped from his lips
and he had to grasp the base
of his own cock to prevent him from coming then and there
on the spot.

The alpha paused, staring at Jimin a moment an odd look
to his face.

Jimin held the man's gaze a
few seconds before dragging
his away, fearful much longer would push them into doing
the unthinkable.

Then and there in the parking lot, Up against a car without giving two shits who was watching.

The image of that in his mind had another moan rising.

He stared down at his hands...

afraid what he might do next.

It wasn't enough.

He closed his eyes, willing himself to calm down.

Another wave of desire hit him
as he saw himself writhing
under the alpha and he knew
it was just his heat, fucking
with his mind.

He needed. Badly. Distance...

he needed distance. And fast.

He turned the key and started the engine but had to wait for the red sports car to back out and peel out of the parking lot before he could reverse.

The same one he'd hit with
his car door.

Oops...

The alpha was taking too damned long.

When he looked into the rearview, he saw the man
staring at the back of his head.

Even from that distance, he
could see the longing.

Could feel it bone deep.

Come on, come on, come on!

He reached for his phone as he waited but changed his mind.

It hadn't helped him much on
the mountain roads just as predicted.

Digging into his pocket, he yanked out the map Tae
had drawn him.

Just get me there. Please.

Before I lose my mind.

Finally, he heard the squealing
of tires behind him.

The little red sports car was
gone along with the hotter
than fuck alpha driving it.

Jimin breathed a little easier
and backed out, praying he'd make it to the lake house
before the meds fully wore off.