omega (✔️)

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[Yoongi]

"So since when have you been feeling this way, Hobi?" I asked while rhythmically rubbing his arm to a random Frank Ocean song.

We were still in a parking spot at the gas station, talking about the cause of Hobi's extreme.. depression.

He was still teary eyed and sniffly, but his hyperventilation was gone and he had calmed down significantly. He shrugged aimlessly, "I dunno.. the only thing I can remotely remember is my best friend when I was eleven or twelve."

My eyes furrowed. He had another best friend other than Jungkook and I..? But I didn't interrupt, especially since he's like this.

"Her name was Nancy."

I hummed in response, "What happened?"

"Nancy killed herself. Right in front of me." His eyes became glazed over, like he was reminiscing over those hard times.

I grabbed his shoulder abruptly to wake him from his daydream, "Hobi. Talk to me."

His eyes were wide but he nodded without hesitation, wanting to rid himself of these unhealthy feelings.

"We went to her house to play some video games and just chill, I guess, and she just.."

My gaze softened at Hoseok's crying face and his inability to speak of the traumatizing story.

"I don't even remember this Nancy girl, Hobi. She was never even on the news. Why?"

He sniffled and hiccuped, "That's because she was unregistered. The government sent the police who just got her body.. and left. Like she was just another pest get rid of."

His tone sounded like he.. opposed the regime.

"Her parents were both alphas and they refused to have an omega child, so they never registered her. They let her in that house and.." He muttered sadly, "There wasn't even an investigation. It could've been me. I could've killed her."

His words and their seriousness frightened me, "What do you mean? It's not like you did though, right?"

It was silent.

"Hobi?"

The tears relentlessly came pouring, "I DIDN'T MEAN TO! IT WAS AN ACCIDENT! EVERYTHING JUST HAPPENED SO FAST AND AND AND—"

I stopped him by putting a finger on his plump, quivering lips and shushing him softly, "Hobi. Just explain. Everything is okay. Everything will be okay."

His frightened and panicked look vanished and he calmly took a deep breath, "I met Nancy at a vending machine near the park more than ten years ago, she was really funny. She smelt amazing."
 
I nodded, the 'she smell amazing' part kinda creeping me out a little, but I let him go on.

"We really hit it off, and she invited me to go to her house to play video games." As he said these words, he twiddled with his fingers and tapped the floor with his feet rhythmically, "She led me to this beautiful, amazing house. We played video games and she suddenly started clenching her stomach."

He started to hold himself with his arms, becoming a small ball.

"She started to smell really good and.. and.." his voice began to crack pitifully, "She was an omega.. on her estrus.. and she led me, an alpha, to her house and once those estrus injections wore off.. everything just went black."

My eyes were wide and my lips parted in shock.

"Once I came to, I was surrounded by blood and guts and.. and her naked body that was torn apart my by rabid hands."
 
I could see how much guilt he had built up inside of him, how much this had continuously hurt him, "Hobi, you couldn't control that. Besides, you were young and you couldn't control yourself."

He bit his lip hard, "That doesn't mean that I'm not a murderer."

"Hobi.."

"Don't, Yoongi. We wanted to talk about my feelings and here we are." He said, resting his forehead on his knees and wrapping his long arms around his shins.

I was silent, not exactly knowing what to say in this situation.

"I've always wondered if she gave up her life on purpose, or I just stole it from her." He held himself tightly, "Ever since it happened, I've hung onto the first one.. insisting that she did that to herself, but as I get older.. the latter is the one that keeps me up at night, eating away at my conscience."

I sighed and put my face in my hands, "Why didn't you ever tell me? Why did you keep this burden all by yourself?"

"Because I was scared." My face lifted from my hands instantly, "I was scared that you would hate me and think that I was a psycho, going around murdering omegas. I actually can't believe I mustered up the courage to tell you now."

His face was red and puffy from his sobs, but I put my hand on the top of his head, patting it slightly, "I would never hate you. Like I said, you're my Hobi, and you always will be."

He nodded, tryin to wipe the tear stains from his cheeks with his fingers, "Thanks, Yoongs. Can we.. Can we go get a drink? I know this really good place."

I nodded and unbuckled my seatbelt, "But I'm driving."

[Namjoon]
 
"Hey Joon, you wanna hear a joke?"

I looked up from my mug of beer to see a smiling Jin, "Uhhh—"

"I have a lot of jokes about unemployed people, but—" he couldn't finish his joke due to his sudden snorting and chortling, "but NONE OF THEM WORK!!"

He slammed him hand on the bar and threw his head back, releasing a window wiper laugh.

I smiled at his amusement and he pointed at my face, surprising me, "AHA! FINALLY!"

"Finally what?" I asked, going cross eyed because of his finger in my face.

"You smiled," he said with a small grin, happy to have 'completed his mission'.

I grinned in return, "Thanks, Jin, I'm just a little stressed."

"May I ask why?"

"Someone really important is coming to see—" Right on cue, a little bell ringed, signaling that someone entered.

My head turned quickly and I saw a beautiful multicolor eyed woman. Her beauty was outstanding as usual and I stood to greet her, put my hand out for her to shake.
 
"What are you doing?" She asked with a disgusted expression on her face, her purse hanging from the crease in her elbow.
  
"Nothing, ma'am." I muttered softly in submission, "I'm sorry."
 
The beautiful woman just looked at me with an expression of nonchalance, her brown and blue eyes sending chills down my spine, "Sit down."

I sat down on the bar stool that I was sitting at before, my posture straight and my hands sitting in my lap.

"Wow," muttered Jin as Mrs. Kim sat down on a bar stool next to me. She looked at him with a cold stare but it didn't faze her one bit, "Your eye reminds me of my toilet water at home when I use that blue cleaning thing on it, you know?"

He started using mixing motions and gesturing his hands to mimic cleaning a toilet.

I stifled a laugh because I know she would rip off my—

"Excuse me, sir—"

"HELLO~!!" Screamed a happy voice from behind us, all of us turning to see who it was.

"Oh crap."
  
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