Smell of Freedom//vminkook

10

The two sit on the couch, so close that if jimin were even and inch closer he would be in Jungkook's lap. And I decided to sit in the rather large arm chair across from them, with my legs pull up to my chest and my arms holding them there, curling myself into a little ball.

The room is silent for a bit, no one knowing what to say to start it off.

Then finally someone speaks up.

"I'm sorry." I whisper out.

Not looking at them.

There are so many things that I feel I need to apologiz for but I don't know where to start.

Hiding from them?

Avoiding them?

My abusive "father"?

The fight?

Not trusting them?

I can feel tears start to rise up in my eyes, as I hear Namjoons voice in my head over and over.

"Your just a rejection waiting to happen"

They probably just want to tell me that they don't what me. That I'm to problematic and no good for them.

And before I know it I'm full on sobbing into my arms, and curling in on myself even more in the chair.

All I do it cry. Why would they want me? Why couldn't I have just been an Omega? I act enough like one!

I'll never be good enough for them. I won't be strong enough for Jimin or Jungkooks to depend.

I can't do anything right either. Jungkook has less then a year left of highschool, and with him,and his rediculously strong alpha senses gone I would have been in the clear to finish my plan.however that's not going to happen because I screwed up and now they hate me.

I get pulled from my thoughts by  movement from then couch. Moments later I feel weight by my side and catch a wiff off orange and cinnamon.

Jimin.

I just sit there with his hand rubbing the hairs on the nape or my neck, allowing his sent to calm me.

No one says anything for awhile. Just the sound of my slowly fading crys fill the room, untill there was nothing at all.

Even when I was quiet once again I still didn't move. For several minutes the room was silent and I was just focusing in my mates-I mean Jimin's small hands in my hair.

After a long while on finally feel better and bring myself to look up and the first thing i see is Jungkook with a small, sad looking smile. No one says anything, but Jimin moves in closer to where our thighs are touching and my eyes never leave the captivating dark eyes across from me.

"Taehyung, " Jungkook says, and I feel a slight tingle at the sound of his voice.

I love it when he says your name. Damn. It almost feels like he's talking to me, and it sounds sooo good.

"I'm not gonna lie. I have no idea where to begin. We have... a lot to talk about, and I just-" he takes a deep breath, "I don't know what to say."

"Just say that you hate me and get it over with." I deadpan with a blank look, only to be met with wide eyes. I can also feel Jimin tense up beside me and his hand reaches for my own, playing with my fingers.

If my heart didn't already feels so heavy I swear it would have melted at the sight.

"W-why would I say something like that?" Jungkook stuttered with a confused face, "I... we would never-"

"Stop!" I shout as I stand up, ripping my hands from Jimin's grip, "all I've done since you met me is run away and cause problems for you two! You deserve better then that! All I am is broken, and can't do a single thing right!" I move closer to the door and look down, the tears from earlier back on much eyes, "I'm just a rejection waiting to happen, " I whisper with me voice cracking in the middle.

At that I hear a small gasp and the quiet patter of feet before I'm completely engulfed in arms around my waist, and I instinctively wrap my arms around it. Then the sounds of sobbing filled the air.

"No! D-don't sat that!" Jimin shouts in my chest, "n-need you. " the feeling of the frail, shaking Omega in my arms makes me realize just how much I had messed up.

Rejection isn't something that you just talk about. It a really sensitive subject for alot of people and just talking about it is a big no no. Unless you're a self richous alpha who's is cruel and has no regard for others feeling. And considering that I don't know much about either of their back grounds it was a real duchebag move, even if it was how I was feeling.

I sigh and walk back over the chair as best I could since jimin was not letting go of me. Once I get to the chair I sit down, and once again with the smaller Omega not letting go causes him to sit on my lap. It took him a minute to get settled but once he did I could help but blush a little. He had his legs on either side of mine facing me with his head resting on my shoulder.

I'm such a screw up, I think to myself as a put one arm around his waist and the other around his back, leaning forward to place my head on his. The sent in his hair is not very strong because of the scent blockers but i cans still catch his sweet scent faintly.

"Taehyung?" A voice brings me out of thoughts.

I lift my head, and peer over Jimin's shoulder to see Jungkook leading forward with his elbows on his knees and hands falling in between. I hadn't noticed it till now but there are several bandages covering cuts and scrapes from the fight. The sight makes the heavy feeling in my stomach only sink further.

"I get that you came from a shitty home, but please understand that we are nothing like that. That I am nothing like him." The alpha says with pleading eyes and a bitterness when he mentions the other alpha, "after seeing what you dad went through I can't say I blame you for your choices. But right now, I'm begging you, please give us a chance." The alpha finished; his eyes and tone making it nearly impossible for me to even consider going against his wishes.

And so here I am. Finding myself, with a fluttering heart, nodding to the man on the far side of the living room, and giving him a small smile.

"I will. I promise. And I'm sorry for hiding in the first place." I tell them. I'm not sure where the worlds come from, since I still can't sense my wolf anywhere, but I don't regret them.

I feel Jimin's grip become a little tighter, "thank you," is all he says, quietly, and muffled in my shirt.

After a long pause the alpha claps his hands, "Well," Jungkook started, "I think that's enough talking for one day. Plus, its getting late and we still have school tomorrow."

"What time is it?" Jimin asks.

"Almost one in the morning." The alpha answers.

At this Jimin just nodded and got up from my lap. I stand up after him and stretch. I don't really know what to say so opt to not say anything and leave the room towards the quest room. However, before I can make it, a hand is on my wrist making halt in my step.

I turn to see its the smaller omega with a hopefully, gleaming look in his eyes, "umm, if you want you can stay with us... in our room... please." Jimin's voice is so adorable right now; with a sleepy slur and almost begging like a puppy.

I really wanted to say no but I just couldn't bring myself to do it, especially after making him cry, so I nod instead.

Now, here I am being led down an unfamiliar hallway behind my two mates. But the weird part is that no matter how much I don't want too I can't help but feel that this is right. That this is how things are supposed to be.