The Omega House

Chapter 3

The following weeks went the same, Jimin would not move from his bed and it took at least two of them to get him to eat anything. A lot of the swelling in his face had gone down, and the smaller bruises and begun to disappear. His back and ribs were still big problems, especially when he moved; pain would course through his body and would result in screams coming from his mouth. Part of him wanted to die, he wanted the infection in his back to flow through his body and take his life. At least then he would not feel the pain that surged through him.

The omega that had first tended to him was with him again and looking at the wound on his back. Jimin had not gotten a look at him before but now that he was fully awake the small physician was beautiful. The omegas name was Yoongi, he had shaggy black hair, blue eyes, and a fairly pail completion. Yoongi was pretty thin but you could see strength behind him. For some reason Jimin felt that he was the type of person you didn't want to mess with at all, which was different from what he was told about omegas. Though he didn't know much about omegas. Jimins housemaids were both Beta's and his guards were Alpha's so he had never been around an omega before and this one confused him.

To make matters worse, JiHoon had yelled at their father for the beating. He attempted to gain control of The Omega House but failed. Instead their father decided to limit the amount of time JiHoon was allowed to visit his brother. He was only allowed to visit once a month and Jimin had cried when his handmaids told him. The thought that he would not see him but once a month broke his heart. JiHoon had always been close to Jimins heart and he hadn't seen him since that day. It had been about three weeks since the younger prince had been able to visit and Jimin missed him terribly.

After he applied a cold salve to the gash on his back, Yoongi moved around the bed to Jimins front and asked him to lie on his back. He did as he was told and stared at the omega curiously as he examined his ribs further. A few moments passed before Jimin took a deep breath and asked, "Can I ask you a question?"

Yoongi smiled a little and nodded, "Of course Your Highness."

"My name is Jimin, I hate being called Your Highness." He said as he sat up carefully. The damage to his ribs was far from healed and moving still hurt quite a bit. "Why does your scent have a certain musky overtone to it? I thought that was an alpha thing."

A laugh came from the omega and he grabbed his bag from the floor and set the pouch he had been using back into it before answering, "It is an alpha thing. But I'm mated. Your High....Jimin how much do you know about omegas?"

Jimin dropped his gaze down to the hands that were suddenly fiddling with the linens that covered him. It was embarrassing that he knew almost nothing about omegas. Just what he had experienced which wasn't a whole lot. He didn't even understand a lot of what he had experienced. His heats were once big source of confusion. From the substance that leaked from him all the way to the pain that coursed through his veins. He didn't understand any of it, most of all why it happened. He just knew that it was called a heat, and only because his father yelled at him when it first happened. Followed by a beating that left him in worse condition than he was in at the moment.

Jimin was surprised at the patience Yoongi had. He sat on the edge of the bed next to Jimin simply waiting. His legs were crossed and his hands laid on his lap over them. The look on his face as he waited was curious but gentle, which also embarrassed Jimin a little bit. To have someone look at him for so long wasn't usual. Since it was forbidden to look at him, no one had ever even looked at him when they spoke to him on rare occasions. The only ones that had looked at him directly other than his brother were Taehyung and Jungkook. Taehyung never lingered with his gaze over a few seconds, and Jungkook...well his gaze sent shivers up his spine. Neither was a gaze like this, Jimin wasn't sure if he should answer the question or hide underneath the covers.