Hello, Hello (Tell Me What You Want Right Now)

Taehyung IV

Taehyung has a plan. It may not be the best plan, none of his really are, but...it's a plan.

He wants to spend time with Yoongi-hyung. He's been spending so much time with Jiminie, especially with the other Omega sleeping with him while Yoongi is out. He spends time with all the members, of course, but he'd like to hang out with the older Alpha more. He thinks of Jin's words, of spending time with the person you like just because it's them. But...that's not why, Taehyung tells himself. Yoongi is his friend, and he's with Jimin anyway. He wants to spend time with his hyung, that's all.

Yoongi has been forced to stay home today; for his own well-being, Jin had stressed. Yoongi had grumbled, clearly wanting to throw a fit, but Jin just gave him a stern eomma-like stare and Yoongi gave in, locking himself in his and Jimin's room. Jimin, Jeongguk, and Hoseok are off at dance practice, Namjoon in the studio, and Jin off somewhere else in the dorm. Taehyung had been given the day off, as well, to rest his voice after hours and hours in vocal practice the last several days.

He approaches Yoongi's door, standing in front of it and debating whether he should really do this. It's incredibly likely he'll just be told to fuck off, but he wants to try regardless. He lifts his fist up to knock but freezes midway, anxiety seizing his chest. Maybe he shouldn't...

But then Yoongi calls out, "Just come in, Taehyung-ah, I can smell you stressing from in here."

Taehyung's heart jumps, surprise coloring his face. How long had he actually been standing there? He opens the door carefully, poking his head inside. Yoongi is sprawled across his bed on his back, hood pulled up over his fluffy hair and phone on his chest. He glances over at Taehyung and gives him a slight nod, a quiet affirmation to come inside. He turns back to his phone. Taehyung steps inside the room, shutting the door carefully behind him. He shuffles further in, looking at his feet.

Yoongi doesn't give him a second glance for awhile, until he realizes that Taehyung hasn't moved. He sighs, tossing his phone to the side. "What's wrong, Taehyung?" he asks, rolling his head on his pillow to look at Taehyung again.

Taehyung purses his lips, making his way to the bed and sitting on the edge by Yoongi's legs. He ducks his head, contemplating on how to set his plan in motion. Yoongi nudges his back with his knee, making the younger look up at him. The cool expression he usually wears has faded, tinged more with concern. "Are you okay?" he asks softly.

Taehyung pulls a deep breath. Might as well jump head first. "I was reading this article." He says carefully. "And it said...it was talking about group dynamics, about people who are together all the time like we are. They say that...that for Omegas to relieve stress effectively, they should scent with their closest Alphas." He sees Yoongi's eyebrows raise. None of what Taehyung is saying is a lie, he actually did read all of this. It made him jealous, a little, because Jimin and Jin can scent so easily with their Alphas and Taehyung himself doesn't really have anyone to turn to. "And I just...don't do that, do I? I mean I scent with Jiminie all the time, he's my best friend, you know, but this article talks about Alpha pheromones triggering something in Omega brains and I'm just...what if I'm missing something?"

Yoongi blinks at him, regarding him slowly. His lips part like he's about say something, but he hesitates. This is it, Taehyung thinks. He's about to get thrown out of the room. Maybe out of the dorm itself. He could hide out in the studio until the others leave, he supposes, but that would make for a boring day.

Then Yoongi grabs at his wrist, anchoring him back into reality. "Taehyung-ah," he says fondly. "I care about you, you know? You're my dongsaeng. If you want to scent with me all you have to do is ask. I'm sorry if I've made you feel like you can't do that."