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Close Call

"One week till debut," Jungkook says with a sigh.

"About that..." his manager says, "I want you to live in the dorms until debut. We are running low on funds, and we can't afford to keep you in your own apartment. You'll have your own room, and your schedule will allow you to avoid the other members."

Jungkook's jaw drops as he's left in a state of shock. "You want me to what?! How am I going to mask my pheromones? I can't do it manager-nim, please don't make me. You won't make me! I'll never go!"

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Jungkook tosses his bags onto the bed, looking around the unfamiliar room. "I can't believe I let that beta move me here," he growls under his breath.

Humming a song that he'd been working on for debut, Jungkook starts unpacking his bags. He didn't have much to unpack, seeing as he was a simple boy who's broke as fuck.

After putting away countless white shirts, a few pairs of jeans, and undies, Jungkook examines the new meds that his manager gave to him. Apparently it masks the strong omega scent that follows the boy wherever he goes as well as preventing his heats.

Jungkook pops one in his mouth and instantly grimaces at the bitter aftertaste. Water. He frantically scans his room hoping that there is a water bottle near him and sees that there is in fact... none.

Desperate for relief, Jungkook runs to the kitchen and scrambles in the fridge for a water bottle. Just as he brings the bottle to his lips he pauses... and hears the sound of the door open.

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Namjoon shakes his head at the stupidity of his other members. Hoseok and Taehyung were arguing behind him about whether crunchy cheetos or cheeto puffs were better. Jimin was screaming at Taehyung to "beat Hoseok's ass". And the other members were just watching and doing absolutely nothing to tame the chaos. At this point all Namjoon wanted to do was sleep.

As soon as he opened the door, though, his senses were alert and all thoughts of sleep vanished from his mind. He sniffed the air to confirm what he smelled, and he was right as usual. Omega.

Suddenly he hears a growl from behind him and he knows that the other members smell it too. Cautiously they enter the dorms, trying to stay as quiet as possible. They follow the delicious scent to the kitchen where it abruptly stops, causing the boys to look around with confused looks.

"Did you guys smell that?" grumbles Taehyung.

"Yeah, it smelled like strawberries," replied Hoseok.

Yoongi shrugs, "It was probably just a manager or something coming to clean."

The rest of the members, too tired to come up with a better explanation, just nod in agreement and head to their rooms. Just as Namjoon reaches his door, he swears he hears the sound of socked feet run in a slippery race across the hall and a door close softly.

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After locking his bedroom door, Jungkook slides down the wall, panicked to the point of hyperventilating. The sound of his heavy pants fill his ears as he puts his head between his curled up knees and attempts to calm down.

Jungkook scratches at the scent gland being his ear, trying to relieve some of the pressure that has built up there. His stupid pills were keeping him from releasing his scent, and all his omega side wanted to do right now was release a scent that let his alpha know that he was afraid. It was pointless.

Jungkook climbed in bed with a disappointed sigh and snuggled all of the blankets into a shield around him so that he was in a cocoon of warmth. Small whimpers were held back from his delicate lips, and all Jungkook could do was drift to sleep and pray for a better morning.

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I went to a thrift store today and found this really awesome tie along with a few other items. As I went to go check out, the cashier at the front was like "you can't have this tie", and she took it from me and threw it to the back. I'm really mad rn.
Uuugh

Anyways, thanks for reading this shit that I wrote~

~peach