On The Run

Chapter 13

TW//: Mentions of Suicide

Jimin walked over to Hoseok making omega look up from his magazine.

“Hey Jiminie, what’s up?” 

“Can I ask you something?” 

“Sure, what’s up?” He smiled.

“Can you give me a bolder look?” 

Hoseok tilted his head “Bolder look?” 

He nodded.

“Where is this coming from suddenly?” 

Jimin sighed. “I’ve looked this way all my life. I want to change up and try a different look.”

Hoseok crossed his arms, staring at Jimin before smiling.

“I know just the thing! Come.” He took Jimin’s hand and led him to a chair.

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Jungkook dropped the box in the living room. Hanuel moved out all his stuff a few days ago. All that was left was Jungkook’s stuff. He looked down at his cell phone that was ringing. It was Hanuel’s mother, this was the tenth call. The woman was yelling at Jungkook to take responsibility for his pup. He was tired of arguing that it wasn’t his pup. Though the more he said that, the more hazy memories came back to him. There was a time he thought he had a dream of Jimin that felt so real. But there was nothing that could make him not aware of having sex with Haneul.

He couldn’t wait to get the paternity test over with and get that omega out of his life. He looked up when there was a hard knock on the door. He grabbed his gun and walked to the door. He looked through the peephole but it was covered. Snatching the door open, he held the gun up but paused when he saw Jimin standing there with a playful smile.

He lowered Jungkook’s gun while taking off his shades. “You’re not gonna shoot me, are you?” 

Jungkook’s mouth dropped open as he stared at the omega.

“What’s wrong?” 

“You-Your hair. I mean everything.” 

Jimin ran his hand through his short cut gray hair. “I just wanted to try something different. Do you hate it?” 

Jungkook took a step back taking in the omega’s appearance, his white short-sleeve button up that was tucked in black tight skinny jeans and black combat boots that gave a few inches in height.

“Are you crazy? You look amazing!” He pulled Jimin into the apartment, putting the gun on the counter before kissing the omega’s lips. His hands ran down to the omega’s ass giving it a hard squeeze. His body tingled when Jimin ran his hands through his hair, feeling the omega’s fingers in his hair always did something to him.

He got the omega out of his shirt, planting kisses and bites on his delicate skin. His hands over Jimin’s warm chest before gripping the bulge in his pants.  Jimin whimpered.

“Can I have you Jiminie?” 

“You can always have me. I’m always yours.” 

Jungkook shivered as he pulled Jimin into the bedroom. He sat on the bed, unbuckling Jimin’s pants. He slid them to the floor as he planted more kisses and bites to the omega’s torsi. He wanted the omega covered in his scent.

He was caught off when Jimin suddenly pushed him on his back and climbed on top of me. The way the omega kissed him, pulling his shirt off left him in awe. He wanted the omega to take over and dominate him completely.