🎂I hate you,I love you.[Jikook]🎂

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Consciousness hits Jungkook just like puberty-like a truck. His body surges forward involuntarily as it collides with a soft exposed posterior. He knows the feeling- don't ask. His head lands and bounces a bit from the impact but the pillow acts a cushioning. He grits his teeth and flutters his eyes open only to squeeze them shut again. He groans as a wave of nausea and dizziness washes over him sickeningly backed-up by a shit-eating headache and he feels like hell.

Finally opening his eyes, he takes a few seconds to breathe and recuperate. He utters a few obscenities under his breath but not before catching sight of what seems to be another Alpha pulling up his green pants and fixing his spotless white coat, turning around and giving him a seemingly professional smile. Jungkook scowls.

Err...okay...

"Want to tell me why you had your ass in my face?" the now conscious Alpha croaks sardonically. "Have some respect. Let's not have a repeat of that again, shall we? We're sure you'll not like to anticipate the outcome, huh?" Jungkook states rhetorically eyeing the other Alpha and through this establishing his status in the room. "Good. Wait what am I doing here? Why am I here?" the genuine questions slip pass his lips in a barrage before he can catch himself.

The other Alpha walks closer and leans over Jungkook giving him a very uneasy once over- twice over, thrice over- with his not very piercing yet not very comforting gaze either, eating up all of Jungkook's words then the said Alpha leans away pulling out a board and pen and begins jutting down a few things.

"Patient seems to be in some sort of confused state, however, his vitals are all good and working just fine. Yep, everything is fine with you sir-"

"Jeon Jungkook."

"What you said, your vitals are all fine you're in good health."

"I heard when you said it the first time., yeah, that's great." Jungkook answers dryly. "But you still haven't answered my questions yet. Why was your ass in my face?"

"Oh, that was a question?"

"Yes, hence it started with 'why'."

"You do know that not everythin-"

"My question."

"Aromatherapy." The white-coated Alpha chirps nonchalantly.

"Err.."

"Oh and for why you're here, well when they brought you in-"

"They? Here?"

"Wow, you really like cutting in while others are speaking, huh? Anyways, Yes. Said you'd passed out so I was taking care of you in the old-fashioned way."

"By putting your ass in my face-"

"Aromatherapy." The other Alpha corrected.

"Sure... But why did I pass out?"

"Well they said you were acting all macho and trying to protect this cute little omega yada yada yada, you know gossip." He gestures animatedly and winks at the end.

Before Jungkook could process how creepy this guy is a wave of anxiety and deep concern leaps through him. "What-What omega?-"and so the memories of earlier comes flooding back like a bad omen. His heart accelerating to the nth power, his pupils dilating, crimson bleeding into his irises. He could smell the fear and anxiety off himself and he reeks, but Jimin is more important than any of that.

Wait, what?

Oh, come on he cares for the little annoying omega. Whoever gave you the impression that he didn't-oh give a boy his due judgment.