Jikook Oneshots/Short stories Book 2

[S] What Mates Are For

"Hey, Yoongi-hyung, I'm gonna need the rest of this week and next week off."

"What for?" He raised his eyebrow, turning his keyboard off.

"Jimin's heat. I wanna be there for him this time, since last year he didn't eat anything while it was happening."

He hummed and pushed his rolling chair over to his desk space. He pulled out a slip of paper and a time sheet. He handed me the slip of paper and told me to hold on to it until I come back. "Take care of him, Kook." He mumbled.

"I will. Thanks for understanding, Hyung."

××××××

"Jimin!" I called through our apartment as I came in. "I'm back."

A moment passed then my pretty Omega shuffled into the entryway. "Hey, Baby."

"Hey," I smiled, kicking off my shoes and moving to kiss his cheek. "How was today? Feel okay?"

He nodded, "As good as I can. I just can't get comfy no matter what. I guess it's about to start."

I nodded and pressed a kiss to his lips. "Well, I'll be here all week. If you need me just call for me."

He smiled at that and pushed up on his toes to hug me tightly. "Thank you, Kookie."

××××××

Later in the afternoon, Jimin took a nap. I went in to lay with him just in case he started his heat before he woke up.

He didn't sleep long before he was waking up with a whine. He rolled over and looked at me with a pout.

I chuckled and moved closer, setting my phone to the side. "What's wrong, Baby?"

"I feel nasty. I just bathed this morning, though." He grumbled, closing his eyes again.

I cooed at him and wrapped him in a hug before kissing his cheeks. "Do you think a cold shower would help?"

"No," he pouted, grabbing my shirt and pulling it to his nose. "You didn't put cologne on this morning, did you?"

"No. I thought it would give you a headache if you went in the bathroom afterwards." I smiled, stroking his hair back from his forehead.

He giggled and tilted his head back to kiss my chin. "Probably. But I was thinking more along the lines of the fact that I love your natural scent."

I chuckled and pecked his lips. "I love yours, too. But you know that."

"I do," he mumbled, tucking his head into my chest.

I giggled and squeezed him tight for a few seconds then relaxed. "Do you need anything? Drink? Snack? Cuddles?"

"All of the above," he answered, rolling to his back as he rubbed his eye.

He was so cute I couldn't say no or even negotiate. I might've been feeling lazy, but I'd do anything for him. That's what I've always felt; why I decided I love him.

"Can I have cereal if we have milk? It can be a drink and a snack in one go," he giggled.

"Of course," I said quietly, patting his stomach before pushing myself out of bed.