The Omega Possession(sequel to Omega Lottery)

Jimin

"Are you still hurting?" I ask timidly as I help clean the bandages on Jungkook's body.
He smiles, caressing my cheek. "I told you I'm fine. No worries."
I huff. "How can I not worry?" My bottom lip trembles. "I almost lost you."
Pulling me into his arms, I sob against his chest, trying in vain not to hurt him more. He rubs my back soothingly. "It doesn't hurt anymore. I heal very fast. Alpha traits, remember? I don't heal like humans do." He bops my nose.
Nodding, I toss the soiled bandages in the trash. I have to admit his wounds are nearly healed, just thin scars that will probably disappear soon. It's just hard not to stress and worry. He's my mate.
I leave him to rest and spend a couple hours with Jin and Taehyung, tending to the young. Suran getting so big now, walking on her own and talking cute little girly babble.
Somi isn't too far behind, really. Crawling everywhere like a little speed turtle. It's so cute. Soyeon is catching up, though. She's definitely got her parent's endurance and determination.
Jin feeds the twins while I roll around on the floor with the girls, trying not to think about the danger Hoseok could be in right now.
We could be wrong...maybe Hoseok will come back and we'll have to think of something else...I have a bad feeling, though. After putting the hyper little speed demons to bed, I sit in the kitchen with Jin and Taehyung, the alphas all having another meeting. Probably about Hoseok.
"He'll be okay." Jin smiles at me as he pushes a plate of food my way.
"How can you be so sure?" I whisper, nibbling on the snack, not too hungry.
Tae fidgets with his hands. "I'm scared, too. I k-know he's a soldier but he's still an omega, too. He can be hurt or...or worse."
"His needing will be soon." I mumble. "The both of yours has already hit early. I'm sure mine and his will also be soon."
They frown. "Let's hope not. It's just two day, right? Surely...he can hold his own for two days." Jin stutters.
I shrug. "It's not like he can control it. W-what if he has it? Can humans even do anything about a needing?" I ask mostly rhetorically.
"I don't know. Yoongi would slaughter anyone that touches him, though." Tae shudders. "Maybe we should be more worried about them."
      I snort. "True. Hoseok is strong. He can take care of himself and what he can't do, Yoongi will take care of."
      We all think about this. If anyone could handle this, it's Hoseok. He's not like us at all.
      We eat the rest of our meal in companionable silence and try not to worry so much. There's nothing we can do right now. My eyes stop on Jin's stomach. "Do you think you're pregnant?" I blurt out.
      His eyes widen and he stops eating. "I don't know. I'll find out soon enough, I guess."
      "Are you worried about it?"
      He shrugs. "A little. It's dangerous for us to be carrying right now but other than that...I don't mind." He gives me a small smile and hugs his stomach. "I just hope I don't carry twins again."
      Tae and I giggle. "What about you? You want to be pregnant, right?" I ask Tae.
       He nods proudly. "I'm ready. I want to carry Gummie's babies more than anything. Give Suran a sibling, too." He blushes.
      They both look at me. "What?"
      "Are you and Jungkook..."
     I frown. "I don't think so. He's still hurt and...and...it's probably for the best we don't." My mind tries to deny my words, though.
      "You're needing will happen anytime, Jimin. You can't control if you get pregnant or not." Jin reminds me.
     I flush. "I know! I guess...maybe...I'll take care of it on my own." I mumble.
      They stare at me in shock. "Deal with your needing on your own when you have a mate?! That's crazy."
      "Jimin-ah, that's not a good idea."
     Groaning, I drop my fork and stand up. "Maybe not but it's the best decision right now." I look away, swallowing hard. "I'm tired. Goodnight."
      They give me sympathetic smiles and wave me off as I trudge down the hall to our bedroom. I pause in the doorway when I see Jungkook sitting at the edge of the bed, a deep frown on his face.
      "You okay?" I rush to his side and check his bandages.
       Sighing, he pushes my hands away and glares at me. I flinch at the coldness in his expression.
      "W-what...are you mad at me?" I stutter. What did I do?!
       He scoffs. "Care to tell me why I'm not allowed to cater to my mate during his needing?" He demands.
      I gasp, dropping my arms. "Y-you heard me?"
      He nods slowly, eyes boring into mine. "What the hell, Jimin? I'm your mate. You can't deny me to take care of you during your needing. That's my decision, too."
      My eyes water. I bite my lip. "It's better this way." I whisper.
      He laughs harshly. "No, it's not. Tell me why? Why are you trying to distance yourself from me?"
      I hesitate. "It's nothing..."
      "Liar. Tell me. Now." He uses his alpha tone and I wince.
       "I don't want to get pregnant only to lose you! Or lose the baby! W-what if everything goes wrong and I get pregnant and we have to take that stupid antidote! I don't want to lose the young! Or...or...what if you die, huh?!" I hit his chest repeatedly as the tears pour down my cheeks, my calm reserve finally snapping. I sob brokenly.
      He looks shocked as he forces me into his arms and tries to calm me. "No, baby. Jimin, no. Look at me." He forces my face up to his and stares into my eyes. "No. I'm not going to die. We'll be okay. We're going to take care of this. I promise you." He kisses every inch of my face as I cling to him, scared and shaking.
      I squeeze my eyes closed. "I'm s-scared, Kookie." I whimper.
      "Shh, Shh, baby, it's okay. I'm okay. Don't panic and stress yourself, Omega. Calm down." He rolls me onto my back and covers my body with his, pinning my wrists above my head as I sob uncontrollable. I don't want to be like this but I can't stop. It's like my mind can't take anymore and has to let it all out.
     He kisses my lips and cheeks and neck. "Shh, Jiminie. Please, baby. Don't cry. Look at me. Look at your alpha." He demands softly and I do so, my sobs slowly dying down, my body shivering and trembling.
     Smiling, he kisses my nose. "That's good, baby. You're okay, we're okay, shhh." He whispers over and over again, forcing my body to calm down.
      Eventually my breathing returns to normal and his kisses get hotter and more passionate. Whimpering, I feel my body begin to react to his caresses and bury my fingers in his hair. "K-Kookie."
     "I love you, baby. You're okay."
     My body absorbs his words and I feel myself becoming calm. Unfortunately, that doesn't last as a loud wail leaves my mouth, heat scorching through my body and I curl into myself.
      My needing! No!
      Jungkook realizes immediately what's happening and continues his ministrations and kisses on my body despite my struggles and squirming.
      My crying returns tenfold as I clench the sheets under me. "Kookie!"
      "It's okay, omega. I'm here. I've got you. I'll take care of you."
       God, how can things get any more stressful around here. I really hope Hoseok doesn't go into his needing soon. I'm more scared for him.