The sweetest Alpha

13

Yoongi placed everything on the tray so he could carry it to his room or Jimin's den at the moment. He's praying that Jimin will let him in and eat something. "Jiminie, are you hungry?"

"Go away," the younger growled.

He sighed a bit; Jimin is dramatic, so he knew this wouldn't be easy. But he has an Ace up his sleeve. He made Jimin's favorite dish. He wasn't going to tell him that he made it because he wanted to take him out to the restaurant for his birthday. So he'll tell him he ordered it to be delivered. "I ordered your favorite."

Yoongi could hear Jimin tip-toeing to the door, "the pancetta and mushroom one?"

With a soft smirk, "You know it, so will you let me in so we can eat?" He didn't want to eat; his nerves were too strung out to even think about eating. But he wanted to make sure that Jimin ate. He'd need all of the fuel to get through with his rut.

The lock clicked, and the door opened. Jimin's little face peeked through the door to make sure Yoongi wasn't lying since he couldn't smell it. His eyes zoned in on the tray Yoongi was holding before he broke out into a big grin, his eyes turning into little crescent moons. "Please come in," the younger Alpha said with the sweetest tone of voice. 

Yoongi wanted to scoff and thank him for letting him into his own room. But he didn't feel like getting yelled at by the Alpha; because he knows that he'll get his ass handed to him by the younger. He made his way over to the bed, stepping over all of the things that were scattered around the floor in Jimin's rage fit he had earlier.

"I'm sorry I destroyed your things," the younger man said, standing there holding the hem of his shirt, not even looking at Yoongi. He looked so scared and upset with himself, "My Alpha went a little crazy. I know that's not an excuse. But I don't have any other explanation."

He patted the bed softly so Jimin would come to him; he might not have the appealing pheromones that an Omega has. But he did his best to let his comforting scent loose. It could go either way. It could really upset Jimin since he's another Alpha and one that's in pre-rut. Or it could work, and Yoongi must admit, he really hopes it does. If their Alphas are ever going to be compatible, they'll have to test it. If they can't be around each other during any form of ruts, then they won't be able to ever be together.

Jimin crawled onto the bed, sitting with his legs folded under him as he looked at Yoongi, his eyes almost teary. "What's wrong, Baby?"

The younger sniffed a bit, "I'll fix everything; I promise I will. It just hurt Yoongi. You called me a pup like I can't make choices of my own. I'm not even 18 yet, and I don't want to have sex with you. We haven't even kissed, and instead of listening to me, you just shut me down, calling me a pup like I don't know what I want."

Yoongi twirled the noodles onto the fork and held it out for Jimin to take a bite. Jimin and he locked eyes for a bit. Yoongi held his breath, just waiting to see what Jimin would do. It felt like an eternity passed before Jimin opened his mouth, accepting the bite that Yoongi was giving him. Once Jimin swallowed the first bite and hummed his approval, he gave him another. He needed to have Jimin's mouth occupied so he could speak.

"I'm sorry, when I first saw you, I fell in love. I've known since I was young that I was different, and then when I presented, everything fell into place. I was an Alpha that wanted other Alphas. I want to be taken care of," he dropped his head down, "if I'm being 100% honest, I don't even want to be an Alpha. It would be so much easier if I were an Omega. Then I could be myself, and no one would judge me."

"Yoongi," the younger whispered before Yoongi shoved another mouthful into his mouth.

"Don't, I can't take your pity. I can handle your rejection because I know most people don't want me since I'm broken, but I can't handle your pity."

He tried to shove another bite into the younger's mouth, but Jimin dodged it quickly. "I could never pity you, Yoongi. If I did, I wouldn't have been so upset by you basically rejecting me earlier." Yoongi opened his mouth to say something, but Jimin shoved the breadstick into it to shut him up, "it's my turn," he huffed. "You did reject me, and I get it. I'm under 18, but I'm not a pup. I'm an Alpha that graduated, according to the law I am an adult."

Jimin crawled closer to Yoongi, where the older man was quickly trying to swallow the bite he had in his mouth. "I came here to turn your room into my den for my rut. You know what that means, right?"

"I do," Yoongi whispered. He was scared to say it out loud but wanted it to be true so badly.

"Then why did you reject me? Do you not want me?"

"Jimin, it's not that," Yoongi sighed. "I wanted you the second I saw you. Do you remember the day of orientation?" Jimin nodded his head quickly, "I dressed up for you, and I came out into the living room, and Jin reminded me of your age." His head dropped, "eat, and I'll tell you."

So Jimin grabbed the fork and started shoveling it into his mouth. It made Yoongi smile, knowing that he was providing for his Alpha so well. "Go," he mumbled with his mouth full.

"I immediately thought, oh my God, I'm a pedophile, and I freaked. I know you are an adult legally, but I felt bad. You are only 16. And yes, I know your birthday is in a few days. But still, I'm going to be 19 shortly after. You are still young, and what if I push you into something, and years later, you start to regret it and hate me? I-my Alpha couldn't handle that. So I just wanted to take my time and wait until you were older, and then I'd confess."

Jimin had finished the last bite, "First of all, you are an idiot, a sweet one, but an idiot nonetheless." He pushed the tray onto the bed more and scooted closer to Yoongi, "Ask your sister how much I whine about the fact that you haven't kissed me yet. I'm not asking you to spend my rut with me so we can have sex. I want to be surrounded by your scent and feel safest here. I tend to get really lost in my ruts, and I will forget to eat and drink."

"Then why did Joon want you to go to a cycle room? You could have died; I'm going to kill him."

Yoongi got up and stormed into the living room. His scent of pissed-off and protective Alpha was filling every single room as he went. He crowed in front of the confused Beta and got into his face. "How could you?"

"What?" Joon sputtered out, "It's not my fault he imprinted."

Yoongi whipped around and looked at Jimin, "you imprinted on me?"

"You imprinted on him? Why didn't you tell me I'm your brother," Joon gasped.

"Wait, I'm confused. Who are you talking about?" Yoongi turned back to Joon with his eyebrow raised and the cutest frown on his face.

"Kookie, and what are you talking about? How could I what?"

Yoongi's eyes darted to Jin's, "I'll tell you later. Get this out of your system so I can breathe again." The Omega was pumping out his scent to try and keep the Alpha calm, but he was too riled up for it to work on the moment, and if he pumped too much more, everyone would fall asleep, and that's not good for Kook.