Uncover [JungkookxBTS]

01.

Jungkook tries not to allow jealousy to consume him as he watches Taehyung and Jimin snuggle up against one another at the other end of their large sectional sofa, bodies sinking against one another due to how plush the soft cushions are. Jimin is curled up against Taehyung's side, an arm resting on his shoulders, nosing at Taehyung's neck as they both revel in their mutually combining scents. Taehyung holds Jimin's hand that drapes over his shoulder lazily, melting into the soft haze of happy pack, content alphas.

Jungkook tries not to let his emotions seep in, omega seeking attention from the older members of his group like a sunflower to the sun as more enter the room. Hoseok eyes hold a thousand stars as they lock onto the puppy pile of two of the youngest members, no hesitation as he strides to sit next to Taehyung, joining the cuddle with an oof from Taehyung as he's jostled in the center of their affection.

He tries not to feel unwanted as he shifts uncomfortably on the other side of the L-shaped couch, glancing at the empty spaces on either side of him as he subtely wraps his arms around his waist for a sense of comfort, inevitably making himself appear much smaller than he intended, which in turn only makes him feel small.

Small.

Insignificant.

Jungkook really does try.

Jealousy was a vicious snake though, and before he realized it, he was fleeing into the corridor that led deeper into the den, visibly deflating when nobody notices him leaving. He shakes his head stubbornly at his feelings, reminding himself that these emotions weren't typical for a beta.

Jungkook's situational awareness is on the backburner as he let's his feet take him somewhere, anywhere else as he subconsciously searches for the comfort he never seems to receive, and he soon arrives in the kitchen, coming to an abrupt stop once he notices Seokjin and Namjoon struggling against the counter, growling and grabbing onto eachother with unrelenting hands, veins in their necks and arms promiment as they fought. Eventually, Namjoon reluctantly submits to the show of dominance as Seokjin unwavered in pinning his dongsaeng, taking the biting nip from his beta hyung against the scent gland on his neck like a champ as Seokjin scolds him for his recklessness, "You know you're off-limits from the kitchen for this very reason, Namjoon."

It was obvious he was referring to the burnt eggs sitting pitifully in the smoking pan, the smell making Jungkook's sensitive nose scrunch up in distaste. With a little amused huff at their behavior, Jungkook makes sure his presence is known with louder than usual footsteps before he grabs a banana from the fruit bowl from the countertop just feet away from them, not wanting to be on the receiving end of their aggression for startling them out of such a fragile moment. 

The two seperate nearly instantaneously as Namjoon clears his throat while he begins to rummage in the refrigerator, a bright blush traveling down from his face to his neck after realizing his maknae witnessed his obedience to another alpha. "Good morning, pup."

"'Morning, Namjoon-hyung." Jungkook responds, ears heating at the endearment. Jungkook was not a pup anymore, but the name has stuck to him since before debut, when he was nothing more than a tiny thirteen year-old standing in their all-too-small dormitory, scent of baby powder still wafting from his frail figure.

"You're up early, Jungkook-ah. I usually have to wrestle you out of bed." Seokjin teases as he swats Namjoon away from the fridge with a playful warning glare. Namjoon takes his protein shake towards the table with a huff.

"Yeah, well you can thank hyungs for that." Jungkook's response was muffled around the mouth-full of banana. Seokjin didn't have to ask what he was speaking of; after all, they all had such sensitive ears that Jimin's and Taehyung's dispute sounded like it was practically in their own bedrooms.