Kiss It Better
Authour: mintsoda
Retrieved from: Ao3
Words: 9545
Ship: Jimin×Yoongi×Jungkook
Summary:
“‘Hyung, can you—, can you help me?’ Jimin whimpers and Yoongi's mouth runs dry.
He can hear Jeongguk's breath hitch in his throat and feels how the younger alpha’s body tenses. Yoongi glances at him briefly before he returns his gaze to Jimin who is still standing there in his drenched, white tank top, damp pastel pink strands of hair sticking to his forehead, looking so sinful and lost, Yoongi wants to bite his own drooling tongue off.”
When Jimin goes into his first heat, Yoongi and Jeongguk are there to help.
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It didn’t really come as a surprise to Yoongi when he woke up this morning and the flat reeked like heat and sperm and sex.
What did surprise him, however, was that it didn’t smell like Taehyung or Hoseok, no, it smelled a lot like Jimin who has never went into heat before, him being the youngest of them all. Of course, it was about time for him to go into it, but Yoongi has always just tried to ignore the fact, tried to not thinkabout Jimin’s body becoming fully grown and ready for sex, the notion making him feel dizzy and agitated inside.
But now Jimin has been masturbating in his room for the most part of the day, reality catching up with Yoongi and biting him in the ass, hard.
Seokjin has been worried about Jimin ever since this has started and proclaimed even the proximity of the omega’s room as absolutely off-limits to Yoongi and Jeongguk who are currently sitting in the living room, both equally tense and distraught because Jimin’s whimpers and moans and pants are just too fucking loud in here.
Seokjin is currently taking care of him, because as another omega (a mated one at that) he's not affected by the smell at all, but when he opens the door of Jimin's room the scent wafts outside and into the living room where Yoongi and Jeongguk are almost going insane.
They're unmated alphas and Jimin is an unmated omega, so what can they do?
Yoongi can smell that Jeongguk must be just as aroused as him, their stares both fixed on the TV that is currently playing something Yoongi doesn’t even really perceive, head swimming with thoughts of pinning Jimin down on his mattress, of licking into his hole dripping with slick, imagining the sweet, sweet taste on his tongue when he pushes it inside of him.
It really doesn’t help that he’s had a crush on the young omega since like forever.
Later that night everyone is in their rooms probably asleep, except for Jimin, who is still gasping out small moans behind his door, and Yoongi, who is watching TV in the living room again because he cannot possibly lie in his bed staring at the ceiling right now. Instead he's searching for some form of distraction to get him through the night without going completely crazy.
After a while, he can hear a door open slowly, signaling that Jeongguk comes out of his room to join him.
“Can't sleep?” Yoongi asks nonchalantly, trying to ignore the smell of arousal that comes off of Jeongguk in waves and waves. Yoongi briefly scrunches his nose, but what can he say; Jeongguk probably has the same reaction about Yoongi’s obvious state of agitation.
“It's impossible with Jimin moaning and smelling like that,” Jeongguk answers truthfully, playing with a loose thread at the hem of his T-shirt.
