The sweetest Alpha

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She sat in the chair in front of their desk, "I know why you filtered out the floral scents, and with good reason. But I thought, why don't we try to find one with a chamomile scent?"

Both of their jaws dropped. Bong-cha groaned and dropped her head to the desk and hit it a few times lightly, "how in the ever-loving-fuck did we not think of that? Anytime he's upset, he drinks chamomile tea. It's his go-to calm-down drink. Of course, he'd love that scent; yes, it's floral, but it's not something he'd associate as bad, I don't think."

Dae-sung was wary, but it was worth a shot at this point. It couldn't go any worse than the others. "Let's see if they have any, search for one." They were quick to type it in, and normally, there were several for each scent, but for chamomile, there was only one. He had a very high price since his scent was rare and had a calming effect. "He's only willing to take one client at a time; grab him quickly."

Jin was sitting in front of his door with his head in his hands, his little brother was whimpering in his nest, and their father, well, their father, was on the other side of the door screaming his head off. He wanted the entire world to know what a piece of shit Jin was because he presented as an Omega. He was ashamed to have an Omega for a son, and if Kook presented as one, they were both going to be out on the streets.

It took about twenty minutes before he finally got tired of screaming and left. Jin sighed as he pulled the phone off the floor and to his ear, "You still there?"

His best friend chuckled a bit, "Like I'd hang up with that crazy screaming at you."

Jin sighed before he leaned his head back against the door more. He looked over at his little brother; his large doe eyes were all that could be seen since the rest of his body was hidden in the blankets in the nest. 'It's okay,' he mouthed to him before he went back to concentrating on Yoongi, "I can't wait until I can move out. Three more years, and I'm gone."

"What about Kook?"

And that, my friend, is the million-dollar question: if Kook presented as an Alpha, it would be no big deal. But if he presented as an Omega, that would be really bad. "I don't know. There are days when I think, oh, he's totally an Alpha. But then I look at my sweet bun that's curled up in my nest right now and.." He trailed off because he knew that Yoongi knew exactly what he was talking about. 

"Maybe we'll get lucky, and he'll be a Beta."

That would be ideal, but for some reason, Jin feels like their father would find fault in that, too. Even though he's a Beta himself, having anything less than an Alpha son would look bad on him. "I guess."

Yoongi sighed, "did you think about what we talked about in class earlier?"

No, he didn't because it wasn't a possibility; he was the only Omega that had ever presented in his province with the Chamomile scent. Why would anyone want that? Most Omegas had better floral scents or even fruity scents. Why would you want something that smells like a freaking tea you drink to relax? Jin's scent made people sleepy.

Yoongi used to joke that he never was sleepy until Jin presented two years ago. And now all he does is take naps because the elder's scents make him so relaxed that it knocks him out all the time. "Who would even want it?"

"Well, you won't know unless you try, right? What's the worst that could happen? Fifty Alphas want you to scent some clothes, and you make enough money to get you and Kook out of there as soon as you turn 18."

Horror crossed over Jin's face, "Oh God no, one Alpha, just one. I'm not doing this for more than one Alpha. I already feel dirty doing it for one."

The Alpha on the other side of the phone cocked his head a bit, even though his friend couldn't see it, "but why? It's not like you are sleeping with them. You are scenting clothes or something. It's not like they are doing anything dirty with the items."

"And how would you know that?"

Yoongi sighed a bit; Jin did have a point. He didn't exactly know what the Alphas did after they got the items. But from what the website said, it was mainly used for therapy reasons, Alphas that had trust issues. That's why they send in their scents to see if they match before signing the contract. "I read the website," he deadpanned. "It pays well, Jin, just think about it."

Later that night, when Kook was fast asleep in Jin's nest, he got onto the website and looked it over. It was very professional and looked legit; in his opinion, it didn't look like he was going to sell his soul to do this. He sighed as he looked at his little brother, who was asleep in his bed. Jin was fairly sure his sweet little brother was going to be an Omega. He'd do it for him, Kook was only 10, and he didn't deserve to deal with all the shit he was currently dealing with. What was so wrong with being an Omega anyway?

Being an Omega was awesome. Yeah, heats sucked, like big time. But he could have pups, and he could calm down a raging Alpha if he wanted to. He could be both fierce and soft, a warrior and a mother. He started filling out his profile, saying he'd only accept one Alpha at a time. His scent was Chamomile and very calming. He hit send and waited.

Tae was waiting in his closet; it was Omega day. He could always tell because the staff would get extra, extra nice to him. They'd sneak him extra sweets and let him stay in the bath longer with even more bubbles. So, as soon as he was clean, he ran to hide in his closet. He hated Omega day; the scents were too much. 

He understood the need; he'd been to so many Doctors and listened to everything they said. But they didn't understand what that lady did to him. He still dreams about it at night; his parents don't know that part. He'll wake up in a cold sweat feeling her cold hands on his chest and her wetness surrounding his small cock. Even though he's an Alpha, he's still young, only 13.

She used to bounce up and down on him, begging him to knot her while he cried under her, begging her to stop. She'd tell him how she couldn't wait until he grows bigger, that she knows he's going to have such a big knot when he gets older.

He hated looking at it, he hated ruts, and he begged his parents to put him on suppressants so he never had to deal with them. He wanted to lose his wolf so he didn't have to deal with any of this. But they told him he'd go feral, which was dangerous. But being feral sounded a lot better than this.

"Tae-yah," Ye-ji called, "it's time, sweetheart," she knocked softly on the closet door to get his attention, but he whimpered quietly and scooted further into it and curled himself into a smaller ball than he already was.

"Go away," he sobbed into his arms, "please, just let me go feral. Let me lose my Alpha. I don't want this."

"Oh honey," arms wrapped around his body, "I know you don't understand right now. But someday, when you have a family of your own, you will. I promise."

Tae wanted to laugh; he'd never have a family of his own because he'd chop his dick off before he ever stuck it in someone else.