[content warning!] Jimin is an Omega but he is attending an ALL alpha school and the lead Alpha of his class has taken a liking to him. How will Jimin get through the school year without getting caught?
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Where he was heading, Jimin didn't know. His sweaty, adrenaline run body wasn't leading him anywhere in particular. The spinning thought of running away from a hungry alpha, that was quite capable of catching up to him at any given time, forced a hard wave to crash down on the distressed omega. His legs threatened to give out at the mere thought of the heated alpha. He was scary, big, and made Jimin feel so tiny. Its crazy how a person's mere presence can make the boy feel as frail as a feather.
curse his omega body.
When he was almost half way across the school, Jimin decided his lungs couldn't take anymore running. Oddly enough, an omega is capable of running up to 10 miles per hour when under pressure, but that doesn't mean that their lungs won't suffer the consequences. He was half human after all.
After looking around for a brief moment, Jimin spotted a hidden area behind a staircase. He speedily ran underneath the structure in hopes of not being seen. The corner was pretty dark, and the only way anybody could see him from behind there was if they too wanted to hide there. Jimin sank down on the dusty floor, sighing loudly before letting warm tears flow down his adorable cheeks. Jimin has never been so sorrowful in his whole life. Who knew that being an omega would have the unfortunate side effects of pain and unhappiness. Was there anything good about being an omega? Anything at all? More tears ran down his face; he was crying a bit louder now. His only purpose was to breed with alphas, give birth and serve as a personal sex toy for his mate. More tears. Was he ever going to be loved? His hands were now firmly pressed against his mouth; he was being too loud now. The dust from the floor was getting all over his pastel pink cat ears, blending into the fur and tainting it a grey-ish color. He probably looked so pathetic right now, clothes all disheveled, hair and fur grey and messy, face flushed and wet with tears, voice cracking, with a tail tucked in between his legs. At this point, Jimin was on the floor completely, inhaling the breath harming dust as he panted in between helpless cries. The more his little nose sniffled, the more it burned. Not only on the outside, but on the inside as well.
he was scared.
A figure entered the area.
Jimin didn't notice the person until they cleared their throat pretty loudly. He quite nearly yelled, not only because he was startled, but because the slouched figure was none other then Min Yoongi. Of all people... Jimin stared back, horrified and on the brink of breaking down a second time.
"I... Sorry..." Yoongi regretfully mumbled.
Jimin burst out crying again; oh how he hated himself even more. He couldn't help but sob harder because of the other hybrid. Why was he here? Was it because he wanted to rape him? Did he smell his omega pheromones?
Yoongi, who watched the latter's disheveled and painful state, wearily crouched down next to him. His usual cold gaze was replaced with a soft but troubled expression ; a rare occurrence for him, that's for sure. With a shaky hand, he was about to reach down and soothe the wailing omega, but the latter stopped in response to a wave of smells. Yoongi's nose picked up a scent, it was faint, but quite intense to say the least. It was not a pleasant smell. It wasn't bad, but it ignited a sense of worry in the blond haired puma, something that had yet to happen to him until now.
