I got you

15

I felt that I didn't have a real sexual attraction towards jimin sense coming to the pack.

But I couldn't denie how incredibly sexy he looked at times. And the shivers I get when around him. And the fact that he makes me blush like everyday BUT THAT DOESNT MEAN I LIKED HIM?

wait that wasn't the question was it?

June 2nd, 12:15 am

"Yoongi follow me" Jacquelyn, the armourer, smiles at me. I wiped my mouth and sat down my fork before standing from the table and following her out the pack house. We go around back to what people may see as a guest house, when it really was where Jacquelyn and some other pack members put together there weapons and where they go target shooting. I was confused as to why I was being lead there but kept my mouth shut until I was handed a gun and big earmuffs. "Jackie, what's going on" I asked confused. She smiled amusingly while ruffling my hair.

"Oh yoongi. It's time to train you in weaponry to find which weapon fits you" she tells me. "Bosses orders" she finishes with a shrug. I just studied the small gun in my hand, still confused but I let it go. Knowing that everything was going to clear up every soon. "Okay so what you have right now is a Glock-42. When shooting a gun you have to stand a certain way. Like this" she rearranged yoongi in the righty placement and nodded. "Hold the gun tightly, if it's loose then it should fly out your hand and onto your face causing nose bleeds, concussion, or worst; death" she smirked at my fear. I can't safely say that Jackie scared me shitless.

"The earmuffs are to block out the sound for now but you will have to learn how to shoot without them though. But first, you have to learn how to shoot" she put the earmuffs over my ears with a small grin. "Now shoot" she screams, but it only came out barley above a whisper. I looked at the target, the gun shaking in my hand. I was scared. I never shot a gun before. I'm not even a really violent person. Yeah I'd hit you, throw things at you or scream empty threats at you but I wouldn't get as fair as to really hurting you.

I wasn't raised like that.

And I know that as soon as I learn how to shoot one of these, I'd be forced to shoot it more but at real people. I was scared and wasn't really sure if I wanted to do it.

Slowly, I lowered the gun. Sighing as I took of the black and green muffs. "J-Jackie" I stuttered, pouting a little. "I already know what your going to say yoongi and it's fine. Everyone gets scared and nervous when first even looking at a gun let alone holding one. But yoongi it is one of the requirements to being in this pack. You have to try at least" she says so soothingly that it almost made the fear go away. But then I looked at the gun and it bubbled up again. "I'm so sorry Jackie. I-I really can't do it" I said, sitting the gun down on the counter and running out.

I didn't go straight home. I knew that she would come back to talk to me. I didn't want to disappoint anyone. Not even jimin. I hate being a disappointment.

I found myself sitting on a cliff that had a stream so calming and beautiful. I was fair from the house, I knew this because I couldn't smell my room. I just hoped I could find my way home. But I wasn't thinking about that right now. I sighed, tugging at my hair in frustration.

I'm such a fuck up. Why I didn't just shoot the damn gun? Now they are gonna kick me out and I'd have no where to go.

I heard the sound of a twig snapping behind me making me jump. I turned around to see someone unfamiliar just standing there and looking at me. I saw him look down before placing his index finger on his lips. The sound of foots steps and my name being called made him run away. I was hella confused. "Yoongi!" Jimin sighed when seeing me. "A stream? Really yoongi? That's why I couldn't smell you" he sighed, sitting next to me. "Sorry" I mumbled, looking a head. "I saw you running past me and jungkook. What's wrong" he asked me.

I didn't answer at first and he waited which was a good thing. "I'm afraid of guns" I forced out. Blushing afterwards. It was quite for a while and I thought he'd laugh, or even tell me to pack my shit up and go. With jimin being the merciless alpha of the pack I thought I'd see that. But I didn't get it.

"That's fine" he spoke up, standing to his feet and dusting himself off. I looked up surprised. "W-What! Really" I asked, following him. "Yeah. I mean your an omega. Your ears are sensitive and you get hurt and scared easily. Just like the rest of the omegas here" he said.

This took me back a little.

I'm glad he understands but he thought I was like the other omegas in the pack house. And that made me mad. I'm not like them. I can be tough instead of cute. I can shoot a gun. I can kick ass. I'm not only here to bare pups and be a house fucking mom. Even though I wasn't gonna do that anyway.

I'm min fucking yoongi genius and I'm just like a damn alpha.

"I'm not like them" I said. He looked over his shoulder with a small smirk. "Oh? Your not" he chuckles darkly. It didn't seem amusing. It only sound sarcastic. "Yes I am in fact. I can shoot a gun. I can kick ass. I'd be happy to demonstrate" I shrugged, crossing my arms. "Good. Because we are here" he said pushing a door open.

I looked around to see us now back at the gun range. "W-W-Wait-" "See I told you. Now come on do you want me to give you an extra fluffy blanket and rub your ears" he said in a baby like voice. My blood started boiling. It only reminded me of the people back at school who made fun of my height and how my mom use to baby me like this. And it made me so mad. I hated it. I narrowed my eyes before pushing past him, grabbing the gun from where I sat it and aimed at the target.

I shoot it smack in the middle. But I didn't stopped.

No No.

I emptied the hole damn clip until the only thing lift was the sound of its clicking. Jimin took the gun out my hand slowly, making me realize what I just did. "You where right. Your not like the other omegas" he whispered in my ear while walking out. I just stood there. Watching the target in confusion and amazement.

I realized that that was jimins game. His specialty. He could easily slip inside anyone's mind and toy with it. In a good or bad way. Jimin has that effect on everyone.

But I was the easiest target.