When Taehyung, Seokjin, and Jimin have their Omega Time that evening, they gush over the sonogram of Jimin and Yoongi's pups. Seokjin also types away on his laptop so he can expand on the knowledge the female omega had given Jimin. Namjoon, the ever-faithful leader, helps where he can but doesn't intrude too much, because this is their time.
“What else did the doctor say?” Seokjin asks, his eyes shining like a curious child's.
“Well, he told me that since I am a male omega, that could put me more at risk. So I should spend as much time as possible resting, not on my feet, and by Yoongi's side. I can still do things like have sex, walk, jog, and sing, but I can't dance, run, or lift anything heavy.”
“We have a comeback coming up,” Namjoon murmurs, “how are we going to handle that?”
“I don't know, hyung.” Jimin looks up at Namjoon and is about to start feeling sad, when Taehyung moves across their little pile of pillows to hug him, sending their leader a 'did you really have to say that now?'.
“Don't worry, Jiminie. We'll figure something out.” He hides Jimin's face from the sight of Seokjin giving Namjoon a death glare, and the leader holds his hands up and backs away.
“Yeah. We will.” Namjoon concedes. Seokjin's eyes narrow but he turns his attention back to the pregnant omega.
“Now, we should talk about the fact that your pups are the size of peas. You know what we should call them?” The eldest omega remarks, his infectious laughter almost threatening to take over his tall body.
“What?” Taehyung asks curiously as he hands Jimin a strawberry, because thankfully, he recently discovered that he can stomach eating them.
“Your little Sweet Peas!” Seokjin's laugh is endearing, and soon, the other two omegas join in, Jimin placing his hands protectively over his stomach. Worry tugs at the edges of Namjoon's mind, so, content that the omegas are wrapping up their talking time, he walks through the dorms, seeking out Yoongi.
“Hey, hyung.” He says after knocking on his door. “Can I talk to you for a minute?”
“Yeah, yeah, uh huh.” Yoongi sets his framed copy of the sonogram down on his nightstand (they'd had multiple copies made) as if it would break if he handled it the wrong way, before turning his attention to the younger. “What's up, Joon-ah?”
“I'm just concerned.” He leans on the edge of Yoongi's desk. “Jimin said the doctor told him to take it easy, but what does that mean for our comeback, hyung?”
Yoongi's smile fades and his eyes widen. “Shit. I... I didn't think about that.” He drops his voice to a whisper. “We can not talk about it around Jimin until we figure something out for sure.”
Namjoon glances away from the older. “I kind of already brought it up.”
Yoongi stiffens slightly. “You did what?”
“I'm sorry, hyung. It just slipped out. Taehyungie and Jin-hyung stepped in and made him laugh before he could get sad about it, though, but don't be surprised if he brings it up with you. I really am sorry.”
“Alright.” Yoongi rubs the bridge of his nose. “We'll talk to PD-Nim about it and see what he says. We have time. Don't worry, okay? And don't talk to Jimin any more about it, please.” He sounds exasperated, so the younger nods in agreement, and he squeezes Yoongi's shoulder gently before leaving the room.
Jimin comes in seconds later, smiling beautifully as he wraps his arms around Yoongi's neck. “Hi my Alpha. Jinnie-Hyung told me that we should call our pups our little Sweet Peas, because they're the size of peas!” He giggles saying the words out loud again, and Yoongi positively melts at the sight of his little omega so exuberant.
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Our Happiness Was Planned
Fiksi Penggemar"Is there a such thing as TOO much love?" A story where BTS is Omega's and Alpha's. Where Omega's go into heat at the same time. When ever Jimin is in heat, Jimin's heat triggers Yoongi's rut because they're soulmates. This is the story of what happ...
