A Hard Time™
Authour: MarionetteFtHJM
Retrieved from: Ao3
Words: 9388
Ship: Jimin×Hoseok
Summary:
Growing up, Jimin always thought there was something wrong with him. This inkling of a feeling wasn't based on anything physical, per se, but more on the fact that he never really liked how anybody smelled. And scent was supposed to be everything in their little subgendered world.
***Jimin still bottoms in this one***
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Growing up, Jimin always thought there was something wrong with him. This inkling of a feeling wasn't based on anything physical, per se, but more on the fact that he never really liked how anybody smelled. Being an alpha, he was always taught that he should be respectful to others regardless of their gender because of the bad reputations that alphas tended to carry. He knew this even without having to be told. He didn't really care about their secondary gender and he'd always vowed to treat people with the amount of respect they deserved whatever their gender, sexuality, race or religion were.
But back to the physical thing. Jimin was short, that was the truth, but he was also pretty stacked. He had muscular arms and abs of steel, a trim waist and an ass and thighs people would kill for. His short stature held hidden strength that would surprise anyone. He was fairly harmless, though. His eye-smile and cheeks always disarmed anyone before he had to exert any form of dominance over other alphas or cocky betas - it's how he made friends with Taehyung. The taller alpha had been convinced Jimin was trying to woo his crush and tried to confront him with it and Jimin had only smiled sweetly and told the other he had no interest in the taller's beta of choice. Taehyung had been stunned into silence before he had let out an uncontrollable coo at the adorable sight.
But that was the thing; Jimin had no interest in betas or omegas. Jimin had no interest in anyone.
That's where the odd part comes into play. He was supposed to be attracted to pretty scents that smelled like waffles and flowers and sugary things but he just wasn't. And even if the scent hadn't been a key in attraction- he never took an interest in anyone based on physical appearance either. No one ever really intrigued him in such a ways that he might want to pursue something romantic with them. He liked his friends and he'd protect them with his life but that was a different kind of love, he didn't want to date or fuck any of them. His ruts were spent alone in his bedroom in the apartment he shared with a beta named Seokjin. It was only his hand and him - until.
Until one fateful day that Yoongi brought along his new friend-slash-fan.
Hoseok was too clingy to be a beta in Jimin's opinion. Hoseok was Yoongi's new friend that he'd met online because the beta had danced to one of his songs and posted a video of it to his YouTube channel. It was kind of cute how Yoongi blushed every time Hoseok would burst out in an excited rant about Yoongi's music. Yoongi had it difficult; being an omega in the music industry had perks anddrawbacks. More of the latter but still, the blonde persevered and Jimin admired him for that. It was always nice seeing random people around the campus stopping Yoongi to say nice things to him about his stuff. It made Jimin happy seeing the elder succeed, it's what he deserves.
"Hi! I've seen you dance before; you're really great though you should work on your landings or you'll hurt yourself. I'm Hoseok!" The red-head had introduced himself and Jimin was both amazed and weirded out at the same time.
