MARSHMALLOW / NAMJIN FF ✓

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Today, the house exuded a profound stillness, enveloped in a palpable hush. Curiously, he pondered the absence of others upon entering the living room.

He gently called out for Mrs. Cha, but to his surprise, she did not appear with her usual warm smile. Neither did he spot the butler or any other servants nearby.

This made him wonder where everyone was as he quietly ascended the stairs to his room.

As he approached, the alluring aroma of his husband's fragrance grew increasingly potent, enveloping him completely.

He was utterly taken aback to the core, for Namjoon was unexpectedly home, when he would typically be at the pack house at this hour.

He gently pushed the door open and came face to face with the back of his husband.

As soon as he heard the door open, Namjoon turned around, his hair a tousled mess as if he had just stepped out of the shower.

When he caught sight of Jin standing in the doorway, his eyes widened with a hint of redness. “Mallow, what are you doing here?” The Alpha, questioned with surprise.

"I just got back from university," Jin shared, his gaze locked on Namjoon, who had his hands tightly clenched as if struggling to maintain composure.

"I asked Jackson to drive you to your parents' place," Namjoon said, his breath heavy and his eyes growing redder by the second.

Seokjin looked at his husband with confusion written on his face. "Why do I need to go to my parents' house?" he asked, his voice filled with uncertainty.

Namjoon remained silent, his jaw clenched tightly and his hands forming tight fists, his nails digging into his palms.

Seokjin gasped in surprise as the realization hit him. "Namjoon, you're in a rut, aren't you?" he exclaimed, noticing the absence of servants in the house and the overwhelming scent of Namjoon's pheromones filling the air.

"Yes, and please don't come near me," Namjoon said, his eyes closed tightly.

His control was slipping as his Alpha instincts were being triggered by the presence of an Omega, especially his Omega, the one he had marked.

Seokjin felt hurt and confused by Namjoon's actions, but he couldn't bear to see his husband in distress. Slowly, he approached Namjoon, determined to help him through this.

"What are you doing, Seokjin? Go away," Namjoon exclaimed, his voice filled with a mix of desire and desperation.

As Seokjin came closer, Namjoon couldn't help but feel the overwhelming urge to pounce on him.

"Why? I'm your mate, Namjoon. I want to help you," Seokjin softly spoke, his voice filled with love and concern. But Namjoon shook his head vigorously in denial.

"No, please, Seokjin. I don't want to hurt you. Please, go," Namjoon pleaded, his eyes tightly shut. In his mind, he repeatedly punished Jackson for neglecting his orders.

"Namjoon, please look at me," Seokjin demanded gently, his voice filled with determination.

He reached out to grab Namjoon's hand, but Namjoon pushed him away and took a few steps back, creating distance between them.

"Please, Mallow. I don't want to hurt you. I just want to make things right, and I don't want my efforts to get wasted just because of this stupid rut." Namjoon said, his voice filled with  frustration.

His Alpha instincts were urging him to take control and ravish the most beautiful Omega on earth, but he knew that above all, Seokjin was his love and he would never do anything to hurt him.