Soft Omega - JIMINXBTS (ON HOLD)

CH.1

The sudden ring of the doorbell froze Jimin's actions. The omega midway reaching his hand into a bowl of buttered popcorn. Confusion flooding his mind. He looked over to a mounted clock, the time reading: 10:45 pm.

The doorbell rang once more followed by a few harsh knocks. Wiping the remaining butter on his fingers onto his jeans, he made way to the door. Pulling it slightly open, he poked his head around the door. His eyes widened. Upon his doorstep were 6 tall and bruised up strangers. The light coming from the doorway casting shadows onto some of the stranger's faces. Even though the small crack of the door, their strong scents punched the omega's poor nose causing him to gag.

"Can I help you...?" Jimin manages to pipe out, his throat dry.

"You're Park Jimin aren't you?" A gruff voice comes from a male with slit eyes.

Jimin bit his lip, heart thumping in his ears. 'Be smart, Jimin-'

"Who's asking?"

"Feisty... I like him" another taller male looked Jimin up and down, dimples appearing on his cheeks as he smirked. The omega recoiled his nose in disgust.

"If you don't leave I'll-I'll call the police."

"Woah, woah, woah, okay please don't do that Jimin-" Another male with wide-set shoulders stepped towards the door.

"Stay-stay back!" Jimin hurriedly pushed the door forward, one hand tightly holding the doorknob while he pushed his shoulder into the wooden material.

"Jimin!-" the male's fingers wrapped around the side of the door, "-don't you recognize me?"

Jimin stared at the male, heart pounding against his ribcage. His hands shaking uncontrollably as he gripped the doorknob tighter.

"I-I'm sorry?" The omega's voice meeked.

"Careers in the Arts? We paired together for a project, you in dance and me in acting?"

Jimin looked back in confusion, 'what the hell was this guy on?'.

Then it clicked.

"Jin-hyung...?"

The stranger, Jin, gave a sigh of relief before he flashing a smile.

Kim Seokjin, senior and alpha. Top marks in all classes he had with Jimin, which were only 2. Their first meeting less than pleasant or friendly. Jimin was sick, overheating after experiencing one of his first heats in months. He was sweating, nauseous, dizzy and leaking slick all over the Nurse's bench. Jin was one of the student helpers who watched over Jimin. The omega still remembers how gently the older's touch was on him.

"Is... Is it really you?"

"Mhm, you look good. " Jin gave a toothy grin. He blushed, biting his lip. Jimin's eyes traveled to the others, their expressions unreadable. Fiddling with his thumbs, Jimin licked his lips before he looked back to Jin.

"You guys um... wa-want to come in?" he sheepishly asked.

"Yes, please." Jin nodded. Jimin pulled the door open wider, hiding behind the door. His eyes followed Jin as he walked in, followed by the other 5 strangers. Shutting the door, Jimin shuffled into the living room pointing a finger at his couch.

"You guys can sit there... Or uh... something..." He mumbled, returning his arms to his chest. Jin, along with 4 others, squeezed onto the couch as the dimpled male leaned onto the couch's armrest.

The omega squirmed as he felt the others burn holes into him with their eyes.

"So... w-why um... Why are you guys, uh-... here?" Jimin stammered, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.