Helping [PART ONE OF THE HELPING SERIES]

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We shuffled into the dorm after going through how we would bring the topic of our genes and the baby up during the interview, Hoseok and Jungkook coming over to me and asking me all sorts of questions. I was tired and hungry and started to get a little stressed when the two didn't stop asking questions.

"Guys," Namjoon started, placing his hands on my shoulders, sensing my distress. "Jin's a little tired after revealing his secret, give him a little space, please?"

They apologized and backed off.

"Thank you," I mumbled, playing with the strings of his hoodie when we laid in bed.

"No worries," he smiled, kissing my forehead. "Do you need anything?"

"A snack?"

"I can do that," he chuckled. "What do you want?"

"Can I have strawberries and one of those chocolate bars?"

"Of course, sweetie. I won't bring up a whole lot because dinner is in an hour and we're going out to eat, but I'll bring enough to share if you would let me eat with you."

I nodded. "Okay."

"I'll be right back," he said, pecking my lips before getting up from the bed and going out. I smiled softly, knowing that with Joon as my mate, the pup in my tummy and I would be safe—disregarding my mate's clumsiness. A few moments later, there was a crash in the kitchen below. I started laughing.

"Can't even keep a plate in his hand, dear god."

Namjoon came up a little bit later with a red face, a plate of strawberries and half a chocolate bar.

"I dropped a plate," he mumbled, closing the door.

"I figured," I giggled, watching him near the bed. He chuckled too and set the plate down on the nightstand and getting back under the covers with me.

My alpha turned on the TV and flipped to a movie before wrapping me up into his arms and resting the plate on his stomach. I had started to drift off to sleep after eating a few strawberries and a bit of chocolate, comforted by my alpha's scent and arms, lulled by the soft beating of his heart and the breaths from his chest.

"I love you," I heard whispered into my hair.

"I love you too," I mumbled sleepily.

"Get some sleep."

"No problem."

He chuckled, rest just luring me to it from the gentle rumble through his shirt. The plate was set on the nightstand and the TV was turned off, Namjoon turning towards me after shutting the lamp off and holding me close to his body, my face in his neck. He released calming pheromones and sleep pulled my eyes shut and my consciousness away.