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The air in the restaurant was thick with the savory aroma of barbecue meat, enveloping Jin in an uncomfortable cloud. His senses were overwhelmed, and he shifted uneasily in his seat, trying to find some respite. Jimin would every now and then squeeze his hand to reassure him, but Jin's couldn't sit straight.

With great effort, Jin managed to take a few hesitant bites of his meal. These days on normal days, he would have one meal a day. On better days, he could muster up the strength for two meals, especially after the terrible heat he went through.

As the discomfort grew, Jin felt a surge of panic rising within him. His heart raced for reasons he couldn't quite grasp. "Jimin," he said, his voice strained, "I need some fresh air. I feel like I'm suffocating in here."

Jimin offered, " Do you wish for me to accompany you? " but Jin declined with a weak smile. "No, I'll be fine," he assured, pushing himself up from the table and making his way to the exit.

Stepping outside, Jin felt the cool night air hit his face. He found a secluded spot behind the restaurant, where he could be alone and smoke. With trembling hands, he retrieved a cigarette,

"Why do I feel so anxious?" Jin's mumbled to himself softly. Even after finishing the cigarette, the tight knot of anxiety in his chest refused to loosen its grip. With a heavy sigh, he resolved to return back inside the restaurant and bid his friends farewell.

"I think I'll be heading back home," Jin announced to the group, his voice strained but attempting to sound casual. Namjoon's concerned gaze didn't go unnoticed, " Are you okay?"
and Jin offered a feeble excuse. "Yeah, just tired from work. I'll catch up with you all later."

As he bid goodbye to each of his friends, Jin couldn't help but feel his guilty for ghosting them when they only wished him well. Their hugs gave him a fleeting comfort, and for a moment, he could forget everything. If only they knew why they could not meet, if only they had met under different circumstances.

With a forced smile, Jin stepped out onto the street and hailed a taxi. The ride home felt interminable, each passing moment increasing the tightness in his chest. As the familiar sight of his apartment building came into view,

Jin felt a wave of overwhelming emotion wash over him. Tears threatened to spill from his eyes, and he clutched the door handle tightly, willing himself to hold it together just a little while longer.

As he rushed back into the building, Jin's mind raced with a whirlwind of bad thoughts, hoping against hope that the tension he felt was merely a because of exhaustion. Yet, as the elevator doors slid open to his floor, he was met with an overwhelming wave of familiar scent that sent a chill down his spine. With hesitant steps, he approached his door, only to find Taehyung kneeling before it,

"You're back," Taehyung's voice broke the silence, Jin's heart clenched at the sight, "Taehyung, you're in rut. What are you doing here?" Jin's voice wavered,

"Please, just this time. I need you. It's been over a week," Taehyung' eyes pleading for understanding. Jin reached for his phone, intending to call for help, but it was swiftly snatched away by the desperate alpha.

"I need you, please," Taehyung's voice cracked heavy with desperation, his gaze locking with Jin's,

Jin's had promised he wouldn't give himself away, but he faltered at the raw vulnerability he saw reflected in Taehyung's eyes, choosing himself, and his self-esteem was obviously a sensible option. "Taehyung, you cannot do this to me," Jin replied, his gaze dropping to the floor as he struggled to contain himself,

"I'm sorry, just let me in this time. I can not do this without you," Taehyung says, holding jin's face in his palms,
" Please,"

Despite knowing the consequences, Jin couldn't resist the pull any longer. As he stepped inside and left the door open, a wave of uneasiness washed over him, accompanied by tears threatening to spill from his eyes. He couldn't hold them back,

"Did you just have your heat?" Taehyung's question cut through the tension, his gaze piercing Jin's with intensity. "Yes, it ended two days ago," Jin replied, his voice barely above a whisper. Taehyung's came closer as he asked, "Did you not miss me?" His words struck a chord within Jin, he wa reminded of how painful the heat was.

"I did," Jin admitted, his voice barely audible as tears welled up in his eyes. Taehyung reached out, gently wiping away the tears, "Don't cry, please. I'll take care of you," Taehyung's words offered a flicker of comfort, but Jin knew it was all a facade.

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With a hesitant nod, Jin acquiesced as he leaned in to capture Taehyung's lips in a kiss. As the kiss deepened, Jin felt himself being pressed against the wall, consumed by the intensity of their connection. Despite the self-loathing that was consuming him, Jin couldn't deny the undeniable pull he felt towards Taehyung. In that moment, as their lips met in a frenzy, Jin's omega stirred with a sense of familiarity and belonging since his omega thought Taehyung as their alpha.

He was all too aware of Taehyung's intentions, knowing that he was being used merely to satisfy the alpha's primal needs during rut. Despite this knowledge, he gave in. Part of him screamed to push Taehyung away, to cut off all ties and never look back as he had done before. But another part of him yearned for Taehyung's touch, craving to be claimed by his alpha.

It began with a hesitant kiss, initiated by Seokjin, but quickly escalated into a feverish make-out session in the living room. Taehyung's lips were insistent, his grip on Jin's hair tight and possessive, while his other hand held onto Jin's waist with a bruising intensity. The kisses were crazy, leaving Jin breathless and panting for more,

"I hate that there's another alpha's scent on you," Taehyung growled between kisses. Jin responded with equal fervor, matching Taehyung's intensity as the rut consumed the alpha. Before he realized it, Taehyung had undressed him, guiding him into the bedroom with a sense of urgency,

As Jin's back met the soft mattress, he watched through bleary eyes as Taehyung took off his own clothes, his gaze drawn to the alpha's hardened length. A sharp gasp escaped Jin's lips as Taehyung entered him without a warning or prepping, the sudden thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body. Instinctively, Jin wrapped his arms around Taehyung's neck, pulling him closer,

Sex between them had always been satisfying, with Taehyung being exceptionally good at what he does, leaving Jin breathless. But this time was different. With each thrust, Jin felt as though he was being torn apart, his moans echoing louder,

As Taehyung nuzzled into the skin of Jin's neck, a shudder ran through the omega's body. Every instinct screamed at him to stop the alpha, but he found himself unable to resist as Taehyung's teeth sank into his mating gland. A sharp cry escaped Jin's lips as the bite deepened, tears welling in his eyes as a wave of shame washed over him. And then, he felt it, swelling of Taehyung's knot inside him, soon the alpha had cum inside him as well.

"Taehyung, please," Jin pleaded, gently pushing the alpha away. But Taehyung seemed lost in a rut haze, clearly his actions were driven by primal instincts rather than rational thought. Jin should have stopped him, should have known better,

Collapsing onto the bed, Jin's body trembled with pain and shock. He called out Taehyung's name, but the alpha had already slept, leaving Jin to grapple with the situation,

How could he have let this happen? Taehyung had bitten him, marking him as his mate, and now they were bound together in a way both of them had never anticipated. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he held Taehyung's hand. Eventually, exhaustion overtook him, and he drifted into a fitful sleep.