His alpha looked like sin. Like the actual walking embodiment of the word. It was extremely unfair that someone should be allowed to walk around looking that good. If the uniform had been exceptionally difficult to resist, then this was almost impossible. Truly, there was no way anyone sensible and rational would be able to resist. Not if they were also in possession of eyes and a working brain. And at the moment, Seokjin was feeling anything but sensible and rational.
Not when his omega was screaming this was his alpha and all of that should have been for him.
Somewhere between trying to convince his inner wolf of that one unfortunate truth and trying desperately to figure out someway to hide the blooming burst of vanilla that seemed to fill the entire space between them, he lost all sense and let his voice get away from him.
"Damn." It was more of a whimper and he instantly b into his own lip as harshly as he could in some last ditch attempt to keep himself from saying anything else. Maybe if he was exceptionally lucky he could just slip inside and die in of embarrassment in peace before the alpha realized he had ever been there at all.
"See something you like?" Honestly, it had been bad enough from the back. Being confronted with the front view was almost more than anyone should ever have to withstand. Dark hair had been swept back away from the alpha's forehead and really, he should have just saved himself and stopped right there. But no, he couldn't have done the responsible thing. He just had to keep going.
All he could do was nod, sucking that bottom lip back in between his teeth, trying to either remind himself that this was not at all appropriate or keep whatever answer might have been coming inside.
"I was gonna go grab some dinner." This should, theoretically, be the point where he invited the tiny omega to come with him. But those particular words wouldn't come. Not when Seokjin was staring at him and biting his lip and he could still recall exactly how they felt on his own.
Realistically, there were only feet separating them, but the distance felt like a solid brick wall, all that was currently keeping them in control of themselves. If they closed it, if they bridged that gap, that control would waver and snap.
And he really didn't care.
"Or -" He took a step. "- maybe -" And another. "- you could -" Yet another. "- come over and -" He was so close now, he could feel the heat radiating from the other's body. "- we could have each other."
...
Seokjin couldn't breathe. Air seemed to suddenly be a foreign concept that his lungs no longer understood. His brain no longer capable of taking it in and blowing it back out. All he knew what the alpha who stood before him, so incredibly close that he could feel the speed and rhythm of his heart as it beat against his chest.
He couldn't breathe. But apparently he could still speak.
...
"Alpha." It came out as a whimper, his entire body reacting to the scent of sea breeze and ocean waves and he didn't know how much longer he had before his underwear were no longer able to contain the amount of slick he was currently leaking. "We can't."
"Give me one good reason why you and I can't have each other." As he spoke his fingers played across the exposed skin of Seokjin's collar bone, before tracing along the column of his throat to cup his chin, using the hold to gently tip his head back.
There were so many reasons. All of them so good.
"Because I'm saving that part of me for my mate." That portion of himself had always been off limits, a place where only he had ever touched. It had always been his intention to only ever give it to his mate. To only ever let them see what was between his legs.
Or what wasn't.
"Don't you know, little one? I have every intention of keeping you." Only -
Only maybe Seokjin wouldn't want to be someone's second mate. Wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of all that baggage. All of that pain. He deserved someone who had always been entirely and only for him. Someone who was pure and true, who had saved themselves for that moment with their mate.
Someone who hadn't suffered the losses he had. Who hadn't spent a decade loving someone else.
"I want you to keep me, alpha." He wanted that so much. Wanted to be someone's omega. Wanted to find his mate and start that part of his life. "But you have to wait."
"Seokjin -"
"I'm only seventeen." It just came falling out, like a tumble weed coming from his mouth. He couldn't have stopped it if he tried.
...
Seventeen.
His omega was seventeen.
Rationally, somewhere within his mind he knew that there was so much wrong with that. Seokjin was over a decade younger, and suddenly it was no longer just a matter of him being innocent and pure. He was literally off limits. Out of bounds. An angel that he could look at, but couldn't touch.
Life wasn't fair. And he was constantly being reminded of that fact.
...
"My birthday is in December." Which was close. So incredibly close that he had truthfully considered not even mentioning it. What difference would it truly make? Who was going to do anything about it? But Namjoon was right and it did matter. It mattered a lot. "I'm sorry, alpha. I should have told you."
"But you're in college."
"It's my first year. I only finished high school last spring."
"You finished highschool. In the spring." Literally a handful of months ago his - no, he definitely wasn't his. And now, he probably never would be - omega had been a high school student. "God, I'm so fucking stupid." Taking a step back, he let out a sound that was a mixture of amusement and disbelief, shaking his head at his own moronic line of thought. "Look at you. How did I not see it?"
Before, Seokjin had been capable of spoken word, but not breathing in life giving air. Now he was only able to do the opposite, even if each intake burned as though his lungs were on fire.
"I was about to fucking mate you, Seokjin. Do you even understand what that means?"
"Of course I understand what that means! I'm seventeen, Jungkook, not stupid."
"No, believe me, you fucking don't. You may think you do, but you don't."
"Then show me. Teach me how to be your mate, alpha. I want to be your omega so badly. I can be so perfect for you." Hadn't he already shown that? How he could take care the best care of his alpha. How he was in control and responsible enough to know that they needed to wait. To not just give into instinct and do something foolish.
"No." Part of him - most of him - wanted that. Realized what an incredibly blessing he was being given. A beautiful, pure omega being offered up to him so readily, so willingly, that he could shape and mold into anything he wanted. But he didn't want that. He didn't have the energy to teach someone how to love him. "I had my omega. And I was stupid to think I may actually deserve another."
