Marky one shots

Good little omega

What the actual fuck?

I took a huge breath in and let it all out all at once. I was standing in front of the door to J. Y. Park's office, contemplating if I should open it or not. I was here for a job interview. What job you might ask? Honestly, I'm just as confused.

Slowly I opened the door revealing JYP's smiling face and bowed deeply. "Ah! You must be Markéta Petříková, correct?" he asked, gesturing to the chair in front of him, waiting for me to sit down. "Y-yes sir." I said quietly as I sat down clutching the hem of my skirt.

JYP looked through some papers: "So you're here for the position of an omega helper, right?" I blushed slightly: "Indeed." JYP laughed: "Oh please. There's no need to be shy now! We've already picked your group." I straightened up: "R-Really?"

"Well, to be frank, it wasn't me who decided who you're gonna be paired up with. Rather it was the group itself." JYP looked at me, clasping his hands. "Excuse me? How did they choose me?" I asked dumbfounded. JYP smiled at me: "By your scent and pictures of course." Oh that's right. I did send my scent along with my application.

"So who's the group that I'll be working with?" I asked curiously. JYP gave me a folder: "Stray kids." I froze. Stray kids? THE Stray kids? Oh my gosh! What am I gonna do? It's not like I've been their biggest fan since forever! Put yourself together, Marky!

"Oh okay. When will I meet them?" I asked grabbing the folder and quickly scanning it. JYP slowly got up, straightening up his suit: "In a few minutes! They are in one of the studios practicing dancing. They should be going on a break just about now and then they have singing lessons. You wanna go introduce yourself?" "Sure, I'd love to!" I exclaimed slowly getting up.

"Follow me then." JYP said opening the door for me. We got into an elevator that took us to a floor full of dance studios. From every corner I could hear music playing, indicating that there were a lot of people practicing. We stopped in front of a door and JYP turned to me: "Wait here." I nodded and he disappeared behind the door. I gave myself a once-over and tried to calm my nerves. This is it, Marky. It's now or never.

Suddenly the door opened and I could see JYP smiling at me: "You may come in now." I nodded and stepped inside, looking at my feet. I breathed out once and looked up, my eyes meeting with 8 pairs of differently colored ones. "Hello. My name is Markéta Petříková, but you can call me Marky. It's a pleasure to meet you!" I bowed down. A chorus of "hello's" and "hi's" echoed through the room as JYP said: "Boys. Meet your new omega helper."

"She's so cute!" I heard someone say, looking for the source and realizing it's Felix, trying to whisper to Jeongin. Emphasis on trying. I giggled a bit: "You're quite cute too!" Felix blushed and tried to hide behind Jeongin who started laughing. "I've told you she would be a good fit!" Changbin exclaimed bouncing on his feet. It calmed my nerves that they were so happy to see me.

"We will give you a minute for you to get to know each other." JYP said, leaving the room with the staff. When it was just the nine of us, Chan stepped forward: "Hi. My name is Chan, I'm the pack alpha. If you have any questions you can always come to me and I'll be happy to help." I smiled at him: "It's okay. I actually know you guys."

"Oh?" Minho smirked, "Are you a Stay?" I blushed looking at the ground nodding shyly. "Oh! That's adorable!" Hyunjin said making me blush even more. Chan continued: "We are all alphas, so I hope that won't be too overwhelming for you." I shook my head: "No it's fine. I was actually expecting it to be honest."

"We should go now though. Our singing lesson is about to start. We don't want the coaches to get mad at us again!" Minho like the mother he is said and ushered everyone out of the room, making me giggle. We all quickly piled up into another room, but as I was entering I tripped and fell onto someone. "Falling for me so soon?" Seungmin said chuckling. I turned as red as a tomato and pushed myself off of his chest: "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!"