Late bloomer

Magnolia

Jimin was walking back to his chambers, deep in thought, trying to process everything he had learned on his first day of omega training when he was grabbed by his wrist and pushed into the wall of a nearby cabin. Two muscular arms caged him, and there stood Alpha Jungkook, towering over him. Jungkook looked into Jimin’s eyes, leaning closer and closer into his personal space. Suddenly, he grabbed Jimin by the waist and buried his face in Jimin’s neck. At first, Jimin was too stunned to react, as he had never experienced such contact before. Once he regained his senses, he pushed Jungkook back with all his strength and slapped him across the face as hard as possible.

The force of the unexpected slap turned Jungkook’s head slightly to the side, displaying his sharp jawline. He then turned to look at Jimin, his doe eyes wide with amusement and mouth formed in to a cocky grin.

“Not bad for a feather fist. How feisty. So that’s the type of mate I’m getting for myself, hmm?”

There was no malice or bite in Jungkook’s voice; it seemed as if he was enjoying it all. Jimin felt angry at the Alpha for his reckless behaviour and confused about his own feelings when the Alpha touched him. He had never experienced anything like that before, so he took out his frustration on the Alpha, still pinning him against the wall.

“How dare you touch me without my permission!” Jimin screamed, his eyes burning with anger. He was breathing heavily.

Jungkook was taken aback by the rage; he looked truly startled. No omega had ever refused his advances before. Usually, one look was enough to have them baring their neck to him. Then he remembered: this one had yet to present. It was no wonder that his Alpha had no effect on this one. He took his hands back so Jimin could move.

“Calm down, omega. I didn’t know it was a bad thing to be touched by your mated Alpha. Maybe your clan does things differently. How am I supposed to know?” Then he leaned forward and murmured in Jimin’s ear, “Would you mind teaching me the ways of your clan, flower, since we’ll be mated soon?” His hot breath tickled Jimin’s ear, giving him chills.

Of course, how could these beast or his clan know any civilized way to behave? They were known for their ruthless behaviour. They had no rules and were free to indulge in carnal pleasures with anyone until they mated. Jimin just remembered Jungkook’s reputation for keeping many omegas to satisfy his cravings whenever he wanted. He always had an omega or two glued to him wherever he went. If he didn’t act now and speak for himself, he would also be treated like one of Jungkook’s whores.

“I’m not an omega yet, I’m just a pup, you perverted alpha, and I’m not your mate. You better remember you can’t mate me until I present, and you better keep your filthy hands away from me because I’m not one of your cheap whores to meddle with as you wish.”

Jungkook’s demeanour suddenly changed at Jimin’s words.

“You won’t be a pup for long, omega, and I will mate you in front of everyone in my clan as soon as you present. Then I will fuck you until this pretty little mouth of yours can’t make any other noise but the moans of pleasure. Do you understand?”

Then he leaned towards Jimin, his pupils red, an obvious sign of anger. He grabbed Jimin by the jaw. It wasn’t painful, but Jimin could feel the pressure building little by little, just enough to show Jimin how strong it could get if the Alpha wanted. Jungkook intensely stared at Jimin’s full red lips. He looked lost for a minute, trying to control himself.

“You are the first omega to call me a pervert, let alone slap me. The only thing that keeps me from crushing your pretty little mouth is that this whole thing somehow amuses me. But next time, I may not feel the same way. So be careful before you run your mouth, omega. And don’t make assumptions you don’t know about me or my clan.”

Jimin slapped Jungkook’s hand away from his face.

“Go ahead, do whatever the fuck you want. I’m not afraid of you. Perhaps it’s better to die than become a mate of a savage like you. Maybe I’ll kill myself before mating with you. God, I wish I’ll never present.”

With that, Jimin left, leaving no space for Jungkook to respond. He held his head high and kept walking. Jungkook could sense the faint fragrance of magnolia. It’s not powerful yet, but soon, when Jimin presents, he would not be able to resist. It was this mild fragrance that distracted Jungkook in the council room that day too. He had a faint memory of this fragrance that made him feel content and happy, but he couldn’t remember it in detail. It was like a dream.