omega (✔️)

[106]

[106]

[Jimin]

I watched the two bodies on top of the stage in complete awe, my vision more focused on my counterpart. I stood all the way in the back of the crowd against the wall, but I could still see the flashing lights that reflected off of his face from the cameras which accentuated the harsh lines on his face. His sharp jaw, the bridge of his nose, the bones of his eyebrows that loomed over his eyes that were deeply set into his perfectly proportioned face. The fact that this amazing person is doing all of this just for me, makes me so happy and ecstatic.

Then my sight shifted to the woman on the stage. In this world, blood type matters more than gender. So right now, Jungkook and Lisa are equals. Although Jungkook does have some more power since his mother is— was the most influential woman religiously and societally. Lalisa Manoban is a woman who radiates power. Being in the presence of two extremely intimidating alphas with more power than days in your life is quite scary. But Jungkook caught my gaze and even if he didn't smile, I could feel his warm love transcending in the air very faintly.
  
Yoongi stood beside me, watching the scene play before us with a calm look. He turned to look at me, catching me in the act of staring, "Fascinating?"

I nodded, looking back at my lover, "I'm surprised no one is castrating me for being an omega in an alphas only facility,"

He crossed his arms and leaned into his hip, "They're a little distracted with all of the death and divorces going on,"

I turned my head towards him, "They were never married. Just engaged."

He chuckled under his breath at my attitude, "Well they were about it be. They literally canceled the marriage the day of their wedding. How conspicuous."

I pretended that I knew what that word meant by nodding my head.

"So why are you so willing to help us?" I changed the subject a little awkwardly but it didn't seem like he was expecting much from me anyways.

He shrugged his shoulders, "Jungkook is my friend,"

I remembered the time when he opened the door to his house and even though it was Jungkook asking for a favor, he blatantly refused, "I'm sure there's another reason,"

He was like a statue for a moment, not talking or moving, just staring with an empty gaze into the crowd, "Jungkook did me a favor first, so I had no choice but to help him,"

I wasn't sure what he was referring to, "A favor? What kind of favor?"

He then turned to me, an expression of annoyance on his face, "Don't you think you're being unnecessarily nosy? It's very irritating."

My face flushed in embarrassment and I looked down, my hands immediately cradling each other in front of my chest, "I'm-I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to—"

Yoongi just rolled his eyes and sat back in his hip, "I just don't wanna talk about it,"

I nodded and looked away, my face still warm from the blood that flourished underneath it, "I'm sorry,"

[Jungkook]

Lisa and I bowed in unison to the public. I was still in my tux and she was still in her wedding gown. My father was too preoccupied with the police and all of the interviews going on to even care about what his son was currently doing. I turned to my right and walked off of the stage, reporters rushing to me. They kept trying to viciously push against the body guards to get to me, the chaos stressing me out. I lifted my hand looked at the general public with annoyance, "Stop."

The crowd went quiet and I stood there for a few seconds, eyeing those in the crowd of at least a hundred people. Once the room was still, I continued to walk to the dressing room, the heels of my shoes clicking on the floor. I opened the door and there sat Lisa in the chair in front of the vanity with a focused expression. Her chin was being supported by her hand which was resting on the counter of the vanity. Once the door closed, her eyes averted to me in the mirror, the rest of her body still, "Where is the omega?"

I stood in front of the door, staying right where I was, "His name is Jimin,"

She rolled her eyes and turned in the stool, her knees glued together so her legs looked very, very slim, "Whatever. Where is he?"

"Out there," I used my thumb to gesture to the door behind me.

"Bring him in here, I did my part of the deal, now you do yours,"

'Jimin? Can you hear me?' I linked, searching for his scent.
 
'Jungkook?' His voice laced with confusion replied back.

'Come back here in the dressing room, Lisa wants to talk to you.'

He cut the link off and I smiled with solely business in mind, "He's coming,"
 
She sighed in relief then looked at me calmly, "Do you know anything about that girl?"

"I know about as much as you do, it's the first time I've ever seen her,"
 
She hummed in response and both of our heads turned towards the door once there was three knocks. I twisted the doorknob and there stood my Jimin. He smiled once he saw my face, "Hello,"

I opened the door wider for him to come in, which he did. Lisa was still sitting on the stood, her hands placed neatly in her lap. Jimin knew what he needed to do so he pulled up a stool in front of her.

"So who is she?" Lisa asked politely.

He cleared his throat and swallowed his saliva, "She's Jennie Kim, cousin of my.. former best friend, Kim Taehyung,"
 
The way his name rolled off of his tongue upset me but I didn't interrupt.

"I don't know much about her, but the one thing I do know is that she hates alphas. With a passion."

[author's notes]

So if you guys didn't know, I posted a proposal/question on my message board.

I currently have two endings of omega in my mind, but I literally have no idea which one I should do. I'm considering doing two endings and having a "ending 1, ending 2" type thing.
  
It's actually kind of impossible for me to choose:(
  
I think either one or both of the endings will have two parts.

So like "ending 1, part 1".

Yeah that sounds good.
  
What do you guys think?

Oh and I got my nails done today and the girl doing it just shaved off a chunk of my finger. Ouch.