take all the stars that hang above me (be mine)
Authour: seokjinsicle
Retrieved from: Ao3
Words: 5527
Ship: Jimin×Jungkook
Summary:
being mates that are so in love, it's no question that jimin's heats make the both of them go a little mad. but pre-heats were a little different, not as intense but just as sweet and fulfilling to spend together.
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The heat was stifling, almost like drowning in the middle of a drought if that was even possible. Jimin pulled at the neck of his sweater, back tickling with the beads of sweat slowly making their way down his spinal column. Anyone else would've worn something cool amongst this heat but Jimin was trying to hide all the tell-tale marks his boyfriend had left on him the night prior.
Jimin's heat was upon him soon, his scent getting stronger and slick dribbling out of him so much easier. Therefore, it of course riled up his boyfriend to fuck him that much harder-not that Jimin complained. He sort of liked the delirious feeling of having sex before his heat truly kicked in. He was still in the right mind, head decently clear but the two of them still affected as if Jimin was indeed inside the full blown phenomenon.
Jeongguk hates it when Jimin covers up his bruises and hickies, wanting everyone to know who he belongs to. But Jimin works with kids, and the last thing he wants is to have to explain to several children as to why his neck is colored in various values and shades of reds and violets.
Honestly, Jimin doesn't get where Jeongguk's predator-like possessiveness comes from, considering he's a rabbit hybrid. If he was that of a canine variety, Jimin could see it. But a bunny? Everyone contrives him as sweet and harmless, as his breed would entail. But of course, he's the unique kind that didn't stay small and adorable like the rest of his family. No, he shot up several feet by the time he was in junior high and his body amassed muscle like no one else. Jimin called him a muscle pig but he secretly loved how strong he was, how easily he could toss the shorter cat hybrid over his shoulder and do what with him as he pleased.
"Mr. Park? Are you okay? Mama says when you can't focus well, it means your mind needs a nap." One of his adorable students tugged at the bottom of Jimin's dark slacks. He smiled at his innocence, cheeks bunching up to his eyes with the action.
"I'm alright, Johnny. Just feeling a little under the weather, that's all."
"You're sick? You need to be not sick, Mr. Park! We love you!" Jimin cooed at his student and picked him up, tugging at his plump cheek that gleamed with a youthful dewiness. He couldn't wait until Jeongguk and he settled down somewhere secure, so they could have kids as cute as Johnny. "Please don't be sick." His pout solidified and Jimin put on his best happy face in order to try and cheer up to poor boy.
"Don't worry, it's nothing big. I'll be good as new soon enough."
Just as soon as this heat gets fucked out of me, that is.
The bell rang that signified the end of classes for the day and the kids all shouted in glee. Even though they actually enjoyed them since it was chock full of arts and crafts, snacks and naps. And recess, you can never forget recess.
Seeing their joyous interactions with one another just makes Jimin that much softer, his heart tender at the sight of them holding hands and sharing treats. It reminds Jimin of growing up with Jeongguk, knowing that they were meant to be from the minute they met. Though, of course his young mind hadn't known what exactly mates were at the time but his heart had felt the "rightness" of them being together whenever they shared beds or hung out after school.
