Different Worlds [Ot7]

Protective

Dinner was, well to say the least, interesting. Jungkook had decided to completely ignore Namjoon all together, so he instead began lightly slid his hand up Taehyungs thigh everytime Jimin looked away. Of course Taehyung being an ex angel of the lord, physically removed the younger's hand each time. Which just resulted in a more frustrated makane. For whatever reason Jungkook picked Taehyung too coax into showing him attention so Namjoon would give into him. However it wasn't working for the mere fact Taehyung was in a relationship and Namjoon was already too pissed off to care. He was willing to do literally anything to get Jungkooks image, which was a seat away from him, out of his mind. Jimin out of all of this, just wanted to see if the potion had worked.

"Jungkook, did it work well? Did your horns come out or anything?" Jungkook removed his hand swiftly from his hyungs leg and sat up straight.

"Oh yeah. No they didn't. But you were right, I was put into a heat or whatever it's called." Jimin gave him a big smile and was about to ask another question when Yoongi approached the table and practically threw a binder full of paper In the center.

"Okay, look. I get our species have been getting in the way of training. But this is a job. We need to get together write songs, practice dancing, and for God's sake, stop worrying about your sexual needs. This goes for everybody, including me, as well as Jimin and Taehyung. I understand how a steady relationship works. But if I see you two flirting any more I'm going to puke." He looked around at all their stunned faces and held his face. "This binder is full of things we need to get done. Everything is separated for each person. Jungkook I took liberty of collecting your, and Taehyung and Jimins homework. You all haven't showed up once to school and since Namjooms been preoccupied I've been getting PD Bangs... well I wouldn't call it wrath, he's actually afraid of me. But he's been nagging me about the fact all of you have been skipping. The only one who has attended his senior year so far is Hoseok. Which I genuinely thank him for. However Namjoon dosent need to be in school to pass. The rest of you aren't so lucky. I can't beleive I'm the one having to say all of this." He stated crossing his arms looking genuinely distressed. That's about the time Namjoons guilt had practically beaten him down.

"Yoongi is right. We have all been slacking, and I haven't been acting like a leader. We will look over the binder and put everybody back on schedule. No matter what it takes. In the mean time I have about a weeks work of dance practice I've missed. So Hoseok would you mind" Hoseok shrugged and the two made their way out of the room. Meanwhile Jimin grabbed his boyfreind and the binder and started reading.

Jungkook was more than fussy at this point and had a new target on his mind. His first, Yoongi. He walked up to his room and opened the door.
"Hyung? Will you help me with my homework?" He pretty much ignored the younger and continued playing on his phone. "Hyungggg please." Still no reply. So Jungkook did the only thing he could think of he moved Yoongi's phone out of the way as straddled his lap. Yoongi lost his temper and got up letting Jungkook fall to the floor.

"You reek like dog." Was the only sentence he offered before leaving the room. Jungkook sat on the floor replaying what had just happened. Not only had Yoongi just rejected him, he also just insulted him and told him he smelt like dog. And right now that's what he basically was. A dog, the younger felt extremely disappointed no one would pay attention to him and felt tears start to flow from his eyes. He was useless, a useless omega no one would touch. Not even the man he just spend three days getting screwed by. Not even Yoongi who showed him so much compassion and had 'claimed'  he buried his head in his knees and started crying. Why is life so damn hard.

Jimin entered the room not more than thirty minutes later and ran to Jungkooks side. "Jungkookie what's wrong?" He said rubbing the youngers back. Who clung to him like his life depended on it. Sobbing loudly into his shoulder and causing his shirt to be soaked with tears.

"Jimin no one loves me. I'm a disgusting demon and I smell like dog. All anybody cares about is having sex with me and throwing me away like I'm some cheap whore. I know that's my species job but what's the point if I don't even get a partner or to murder someone out of it." He said and Jimin sighed.

"Jungkook this is all side effects of the omega hormones. You're fine, plus your an incubus, you have to have sex to live you jackass. Your just overly needy right now not to mention we all have a weeks worth of homework to catch up on. Come on into the kitchen and I'll give you some banana milk okay." The younger nodded and sniffled a bit.

"Hyung will you carry me?" Jimin sighed since he could lift the younger but really didn't want too. However Jungkook was never this emotional.

"Alright come on." He said and picked the younger up bridal style carrying him into the kitchen.