You Make Me Growl - Yoonmin

Chapter 2

Jimin stumbled as Soomi deposited his intoxicated limp body into the backseat of their vehicle. She sighed as she buckled his seat belt gently, watching as he tried to lay down, struggling against the band. Hoseok made his way around the car, and swiftly opened the door, instantly plopping into the driver's seat. He reached over the console to push open the passenger door, and Soomi smiled wearily at him as she sat down. "What have we gotten into?" She asked with a small chuckle. Jimin chose this exact time to groan dramatically, mumbling complaints of being uncomfortable or something of that sort. J-Hope smiled slightly, placing a finger under his mate's chin. "We've just given Jimin an adventurous future." he said as he pecked her sweetly on the lips. Jimin grunted from the back of the car, becoming more demanding as the seconds passed "Let's Goooo" he cried, throwing his head back onto the seat. "Shut it, you owe me for getting to meet that hunk, I pulled you from the crevices of your apartment, and you finally met an Alpha worth communicating with." Hoseok pitched, rapidly reversing out of his parking spot and turning in the direction of the Omega's apartment. "Remember, we have a dance class at 3:00 pm. Get there on time, and get rid of your hangover before you step foot into the studio." Hoseok advised, using a sharp tone. "Yeah, Yeah, I've got it mom." Jimin snickered at his own sarcasm. J-Hope simply smiled at the response, focusing on the road ahead of him. Soomi turned on the radio, disapproving of the silence that began to set over the car. Jimin hummed and mumbled lyrics the rest of the way, eyes drooping with each mile until he fell into a light sleep just upon arriving to the front of his building.

Jimin lived in a rather nice omegan apartment complex, in which was regulated by government standards. Although he doesn't earn much from his dance classes, the government has made a system for omegan living. Due to their genetics, including heats and strong pheromones, omegas are protected by the government, who have created the prospect on omegan housing, whether it be apartment complexes or entire neighborhoods. When it comes to apartment complexes, alphas are not permitted to live in any of them, and must be checked in by an omega who is a resident of the apartment in order to be allowed in the establishment. Beta's may live there under certain circumstances, and the workers of the building may only be omegas or betas. Omegas are provided with higher living arrangements, despite their pay rate(as long as they are working). Therefore their complexes and neighborhoods are rather nice because omegas must be very comfortable during heats in favor of maintaining their mental and physical health. Omegan insurance covers most medical costs that are caused by their genetic type including suppressants, birth control, regular check-ups, counselling, and any other medications specific to omegas. There are also several establishments in which are omega only, such as bars and gyms, to ensure their overall safety. There are several shelters for omegas in heat to go in hopes of finding a safe Alpha to mate with, or to simply wait it out in comfortable security. There are similar things provided for alphas when it comes to medical insurance. Betas are not mistreated, although they may not get as many benefits, their genetic type and the challenges that come with it are reviewed, it's just that their type is the least problematic and most common of the three. Jimin chose to live in his particular omegan apartment complex for numerous reasons. Initially, an omegan apartment complex was severely appealing to him because his first heat experience had scarred him into suppressing until now, and the security of the complex soothed the majority of his worries. Secondly, these apartments provided a guest bedroom, usually used for heats alone, but Jimin had turned it into a mini studio for practicing routines. Finally, these apartments didn't require much rent and mandatory background checks for those given rooms are a necessity in order to guarantee a safe living experience.

Jimin awoke the next morning with a piercing headache, goosebumps aligned his arms and legs as he tore his large comforter from his body. He hummed appreciatively when he turned his head to his bedside table, finding a glass of water and two aspirin tablets waiting for him. "Thank the lord for those two" he thought as he picked up the gifts. He hurriedly took the medication, rubbing his face to clear his grogginess. He exhaled loudly, checking the time on his phone in which had made it to the floor. He stiffened when he found it had died during the night, running into the kitchen to catch a glimpse of the time displayed on the oven. It read "11:48" , causing Jimin to sag as his anxiety calmed. He still had around three hours until he had to leave the house for his class. Jimin made his way to his small bathroom, immediately looking into his own eyes, assessing the smudged eyeliner covering his eyelids. He reached over and pulled out a makeup remover wipe from the package on the corner of the counter, doing a quick once over his eyes. He left out the damp wipe for when he got out of the shower, assuming the excess would smudge even further. He turned the knob that allowed for water to spray into the empty shower. As he waited for the water to warm, he quickly stripped off his clothing, studying the faint bruise on his shoulder from his last tumbling mistake. Jimin pressed it lightly, finding only a dull pain in return. He walked to the standing shower, opening the fogged glass door and stepped into the stream. He sighed peacefully as the warm water eased the tightness in his shoulders. He began rubbing at his scent glands, starting at his inner thighs, to his wrists, and ending at the glands on either side of his neck. He tended to each one with care, making sure to knead as much of his scent out, seeing as heat was approaching and he rather not have alphas even more interested in him than usual. As he pressed at his neck, memories from the night before flood his mind, visions of that Alpha's fingers rubbing against his neck last night, flashing behind his eyes.