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•t.s• [two months]

[yoongi]

i walked down the snowy sidewalk, each snowflake kissing my red cheeks as i opened the door to my dorm.

"yoongi!" taehyung yelled as i shut the door, the scarf around my neck hiding the healing bruise.

jungkook and hoseok came running down the stairs.

i took off my jacket and placed it on the hook.

"hey, yoongi i-i'm really sorry."

"it's okay, you're just an alpha looking out for his omega brother."

"no really, i'm really sorry." he said before pulling me into an embrace. "can we go see jimin?" he asked, i nodded, i was waiting to see park jimin.

•t.s•

we opened the door to hear sobs coming from the second floor.

"yo jimin!" he asked, nothing but sobs were heard.

he lightly pushed my shoulder, indicating to go up, i slowly walked up the stairs and into the dark room, a lump of sadness was underneath the covers as i sat on the edge of the bed.

"jungkook, i can't do this anymore. i miss him, yell at me for that okay? fine. for the short time i knew him he was the best thing i had going for me. i love him and he's probably in a hospital somewhere dying or he's already. I loved him and you killed him." He sobbed.

"i-i love you too chim..." i stuttered quietly, i felt the bed shift before feeling his arms wrap around my waist.

his sobs were muffled into my shoulder. "i thought you died." he whispered into my ear.

i turned to face him, he was with his legs crossed, facing me.

i wiped his tears with my thumbs as he blushed. "how's your neck..?" he asked.

"it doesn't hurt but it's still bruised." i said as i took off the scarf.

a purple bruise covered the front of my neck, jimin sighed slightly before placing a hand on my leg.

"i feel guilty." he replied while frowning.

"don't." is all i said before stroking his cheek, we sat there in silence before i spoke, "your eyes, they remind me of galaxies. your nose, it reminds me of a doll's. your lips, i want to kiss them..." i trailed off before carefully going forward, jimin's elbows let him down to his back as we kissed.

his hands then went up and down my back, stroking my sweater.

after a few minutes we had to breath so we just looked at each other, being over him made me feel a way.

"y-yoongi~" he groaned in pain, covering his face with his hands.

"what's wrong? do you need your medication?" i asked nervously, he nodded as i quickly got up and went into the kitchen.

i found two bottles, both saying 'take one when needed with the contrasting tablet'

i placed one of each in my hand and got a glass of water before going back into the room, jimin was shirtless.

"here." i said handing him the tablets and water, he chugged the water before sighing and handing me the glass. i placed it on the dresser before sitting on the edge of the bed again.

"sorry."

"for what?"

"making you tempted to knot me."

"chim, i can control myself."

"i know but it must be hard, no?"

"it depends if i'm in the knotting mindset." i replied as he took off his pants.

"sorry i-i'm just really hot." he stuttered shyly, i touched his arm and it was like fire.

"holy fuck, that isn't healthy is it?"

"well it happens, can you do me a favour?"

"anything."

"can you run me a cold bath?"

"sure." i said before going into the bathroom and turning on the faucet, the water begin to fill the tub and Jimin came in with a just a towel on.

"how are you feeling?"

"hot."

[jungkook]

i left them be, they were probably going to make out or something.

i walked into the dorm to hear grunting noises coming from upstairs.

hoseok was gone so it had to be taehyung. i looked through the crack in his door to see him looking at my picture, while moving his hand up and down something.

'how did he find that picture of me?' i thought, finding my jeans getting tighter, i stumbled and fell into the room, scaring the shit out of the guy.

"holy shit, are you getting off to my picture?!" i asked, seeing his hand on his shaft while holding my picture in the other.

"why were you watching me?"

"i wasn't."

"obviously you were because your pants are telling me other wise." he said, my eyes went down to the springing crotch of my pants.

"fuck." i whispered to myself as he placed the picture down.

"i mean, maybe we could work out a, help me help you thing, if you want."

[jimin]

i was sitting in the tub, while yoongi watched me from the toilet seat.

"aren't you weirded out?" i asked, "i mean, i wouldn't think you would enjoy seeing a naked omega in heat unless i wasn't drugged into feeling empty."

"jimin, i'm not weirded out because i love you."

"oh..." i replied, sitting with my knees to my chest, "anyway, thanks."

"anytime chim."

"and by the way, from the question before, i wouldn't mind if it was you."

"what question?" he asked.

"the one where you asked me how i would feel if the rumours were true, and i wouldn't mind if you marked me."

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