THE DAWN - VMIN ONE SHOTS

TO BE WITH YOU UNDERNEATH THE BLOSSOMS 2

Jimin was familiar with people giving him eyes when he was with taehyung. He didn't pay no mind to the side murmurs that traveled the way he walked, looks that could skin you alive, prodded a little too deep. Eventually, this chatter turned too trivial, nothing worth taking his interest in or time. So it's only a matter of time for the new gossip about him to reach his ears and leave him impaired permanently because, honestly, what the actual fuck?

'Look, isn't he alpha taehyungssi's intended mate?'

Jimin's neck nearly snapped from the force with which he turned his neck to stare at a young beta who was curiously peering in his direction, an earnest look on her face, hands clasped behind her back. Jimin remembers her, Alpha Choi's daughter, sixteen, and their pack's exceptionally skilled weaver.

Besides her stood a bunch of young omegas in high-waisted skirts, a classic description of mean girls you will most definitely find pestering innocent girls and boys alike in the corridors of your high school. A snicker was heard from the group, Jimin's omega standing on edge.

'Alpha Kim will never settle for someone so vile'

Isuel, the tallest among the bunch, fixed him with a glare that was equal parts annoyance and loathing. The rest of the girls cackled as if iseul didn't throw a brutal remark carelessly. Jimin gritted his teeth in fury.

Her snide comment surprised the young girl who presented the question, Jimin's eyes briefly glancing to see the girl standing awkwardly with an apologetic look on her face. Jimin nodded his head in understanding, watching the teenager bow her head down in shame.

Jimin could feel a vein pulsating in his forehead from the storm raging inside, his omega daring him to wipe that stupid grin off isuel's face, his dignity be damned.

'The alpha you mentioned will burn you alive if he hears what you just called him now'

Jimin was so ready to grab the girl by her hair and break her nose when the reply stopped him in his tracks. Seokjin, an older alpha and jimin's best mate, stood a foot away, nonchalantly leaning on a pole and munching on a thin strip of sugar cane, eyes dead serious and posture a bit too cocky.

'If I was you, I'd apologize and take my leave, omega', the elder alpha taunts, puffing his chest out and rising to his full height, towering over the omega who cowered in fear, head tilting down in an act of submission. Jimin's omega stood proud, in awe, for his hyung came to his rescue in time.

'I'm sorry', isuel stutters meekly, eyes hesitantly on his face, hurriedly assuming the previous submissive position when seokjin cleared his throat. The group scurried to run away from the scene after the alpha waved his hand in a gesture of saying they are clear to go.

Jimin sees seokjin shake his head and mutter something like 'Kids these days', under his breath like the alpha didn't try to make half a dozen omega submit to him with a single look. Seokjin is a hyung hero in disguise.

'Jimin ah, my favorite dongseong', the alpha rumbles with a radiant smile on his face, skipping to his side to ruffle his hair fondly and his hyung just destroyed the hairstyle he worked for an hour at his home.

'Hyung', jimin whined his complaint, pushing Seokjin's hand away from his head, sharply poking the alpha on the chest for reaching to untie the little pony, a messy bun that prevents the long strands of golden hair from tickling his nape. Since the last few days, he's been a little extra sensitive in his neck, the skin tingling from the barest of stimulations that made jimin cautious of even tiny touches. His long hair sometimes sticks to his nape, excessively wet from his sweat, and it makes him uncomfortable. Jimin should have gotten a hair cut by now, but he really wanted to see if he rocked in a ponytail. Taehyung said he would look good with his hair tied up.