They shouldn't have ever met.
The most powerful young alpha in the werewolf world Jungkook has made a bet with his best friend, that he will become an omega for a month, get behind the walls of the famous omega academy and land himself a one night s...
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The wooden door cracked so Jungkook opened one eye yawning loudly. His body was sore from sleeping in that uncomfortable narrow dormitory bed.
"What time is it?" He asked looking up at Jimin who slipped into the room carrying his trainers in his hands.
"Around five thirty," Jimin sighed throwing the shoes on the floor then taking the hood off.
"Wow, you look like shit," Jungkook was stunned to see the boy's pale worn out face, his hair must have just dried after a shower and weren't styled, but damn morning Jimin was rough perfection.
"Thanks I know," the corners of Jimin's lips twitched up in a smile.
"So, how was the heat?" Jungkook was watching that masterpiece of a man wishing so badly it could have been him helping him through the night.
"Nightmare," Jimin sat down on the bed rubbing his palms against each other nervously. "Lately it's getting worse and worse. Soon no toy will be able to help."
"So you'll need a real... you know," Jungkook sat up in bed.
"No shit," Jimin fell on his bedding staring onto the ceiling.
"I mean a hot alpha..."
"I can find one even in this school," Jimin bit his lower lip in and Jungkook couldn't stop but wonder how that delicious mouth would taste.
"You mean mine?" He became all to excited, but Jimin sent him an are you kidding me gaze.
"Keep dreaming," he whispered. "I mean Tae."
"Oh!" All air left Jungkook's lungs as if he had been hit by an ice bucket. "Is he your type or something?"
"No, but I'm gay and I trust him. We're sometimes making out when we're really drunk. Has happened two times already," red blushes covered Jimin's cheeks when Jungkook wished to find that dump omega friend of his and beat the shit out of him.
"Oh, so you're making out?"
"What? Don't play such a saint. Have you really never kissed?" Jimin moved up on his elbow observing him through half opened moon crescent eyes.
"No, never," Jungkook gulped.
I've already lost count on how many girls I have had made out with, he thought feeling some tingling on his sink, lost count on how many I have hooked up with.
"Poor you," Jimin giggled. "Don't make such a face, come to our next secret party in the attic, you'll definitely find an opportunity to have your first kiss."
"Um... ok," Jungkook's body was tingling, so the omegas here weren't so sweet and innocent after all.
"What about you? Who has been your first kiss?" He asked although he wasn't sure if he wants to know.
"Um... wasn't that special," Jimin blushed. "It was short before coming here and after I decided I don't like kissing."
"Oh, what about now, after kissing Tae?" Jungkook was now wide awake sitting on the bed.
