Perfect

Love you so

"Taehyung, please," Jin desperately calls out, his voice cracking with emotion. "It's alright, you're fine." Taehyung reassures, gently trying to guide a spoonful of food towards Seokjin's mouth.

"It's not fine," Jin yells, his eyes wild with panic. "I'm telling you to help me, and it's not the heat talking." He looks at Taehyung with pleading eyes. "How am I supposed to be sure it's not your omega consumed by the heat, Seokjin? You didn't allow me to touch you, so I won't. Do you want us to cuddle?"

"Alpha," Jin growls, his voice low and rough. "See, I knew it was your omega. Now finish your food, and I'll cuddle you to sleep."

Taehyung, trying to maintain his composure, forwards the spoon near Seokjin's mouth again. "Open your mouth," he gently urges. But Jin doesn't respond. Instead, tears begin to fall onto Taehyung's hand. He watches helplessly as fat tears roll down Jin's cheeks, his face contorted in pain.

"It's hurting a lot," Jin sobs, his voice barely a whisper. "It has never hurt this much. I think I will die." His cries become louder and more desperate.

Taehyung, feeling his heart break, moves closer to Jin. "No, you will not die. I'm taking care of you. Eat this," Taehyung reassures, his voice firm yet gentle.

"You're not taking care of me the way you're supposed to," Jin retorts through gritted teeth.

"Seokjin-ah," Taehyung sits up straight, looking Jin directly in the eyes. "Listen to me carefully now. You'll finish this soup and rest, alright? You'll do as your alpha says?" He asks, knowing that appealing to Jin's need for him will work. "Then you'll help me," Taehyung sighs, feeling a pang of guilt for having to lie, but he knows better than to hurt an omega in heat by rejecting him. "Yes, finish this for me."

Reluctantly, Jin finishes the soup, hoping that Taehyung will come back as promised. But the alpha takes too long. Jin hides his face under the pillow and cries silently. If he had known it would hurt this much, he would have rather had Taehyung help him through it. But he knows Taehyung better than that—no matter the persuasion, Taehyung won't touch Jin now.

As another cramp hits him, Jin clutches his stomach and groans in pain. Just then, Taehyung enters the room with a pain relief tablet. "Eomma said this tablet will help with the pain," he says, voice filled with concern.

He sits on the edge of the bed, handing Jin the tablet and a glass of water. "Take this, Jin. It'll make you feel better," Taehyung gently instructs.

Jin doesn't reply. Instead, he pulls the sheet over his head, hiding from Taehyung's gaze. "Hey? Does it hurt a lot? Take this for me," Taehyung says softly, holding a tablet in his palm and nudging Seokjin gently, trying to remove the pillow from his face.

"Leave me alone," Jin mutters, pushing Taehyung away. "You lied to me," he complains, his voice cracking.

Taehyung sighs deeply and sits on the floor, feeling helpless as Jin's sobs fill the room. He waits for a moment, gathering his thoughts before trying again. "This medicine will help," he insists, gently removing the pillow from Seokjin's face, catching him off guard.

"Only you can help me," Jin pleads, his swollen eyes looking at Taehyung desperately. The raw emotion in his voice tugs at Taehyung's heart.

Taehyung sets the medicine aside and cups Jin's face in his hands. "Look at me, omega," he says softly. When Jin's teary eyes meet his, Taehyung leans in and gently kisses his forehead. "You know I can't touch you. You asked for my care, and I'm doing my best. This is the most you've allowed me before your heat started. And I don't want you to feel devastated after your heat ends if you find out that I touched you. It would make me feel awful as well. Don't think I'm rejecting you, I'm just respecting your wishes. You're the most attractive omega I've ever laid my eyes on."