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Follower Recs

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Hi! First of all, thank you so much for running this blog, It's become one of three reasons why I haven't yet committed arson (I jest but the Feeling is true). [Hee, hee, hee.] I have a rec for you! It's called "wholesome life usurp immediately" by comfect on ao3 and it's. So good. It's unfinished but the author updates it literally every other day if not faster! It's a lovely fic, I hope you enjoy it. 🌻

Wholesome Life Usurp Immediately

by Comfect (T, 55k, yunmeng sibs, qingli, wangxian, WIP)

Summary: Wen Qing examines Jiang Yanli at Cloud Recesses and has a cure for her poor cultivation.

Now there are Three Prides of Yunmeng.

Everything kind of fixes itself from there.

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hello mojo!! I would really like to recommend standing still (but we keep going) by lwjromantics!! it's really good!!

standing still (but we keep going)

by lwjromantics (justfantaestic) (T, 5k, wangxian)

Summary: Lan Wangji supposed that if having to take care of little A-Yuan and Mo Xuanyu and having to look at the reminders of Wei Ying in their habits and mannerisms was punishment for his actions, he would willingly take it and flay his own back open.

— There are children in the Burial Mounds.

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hii mojo! I just read this cute fic and I loved it so I wanted to rec it :)

Word Up, Talk the Talk

by Larryissocute (G, 2k, wangxian)

Summary: It wouldn’t have been a problem (it really wouldn’t) if they weren’t best friends. Wei Wuxian doesn’t know what good deeds he did in his past life to be blessed with Lan Wangji as a friend nor does he know what evil things he did to be cursed with being only a friend to Lan Wangji.

Or the one where Wei Wuxian kisses Lan Wangji and then runs away.

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Hey! Love your account — and proud of you for taking the hiatus you needed. [Lol - it was really nice!] Idk if you take fic recommendations, but I'd love to rec Roots by ardenrabbit. Fantastic characterization, I really love it!

Roots

by ardenrabbit (E, 46k, wangxian, WIP)

Summary: After Wei Wuxian's duel with Jiang Cheng, he finds that stab wounds aren't so trivial when he doesn't have a core to heal them. He wakes to find Lan Zhan in the Burial Mounds with him, already beloved by the Wens and making himself at home. When Lan Zhan tells him that he wants to stay and offers more help than Wei Wuxian knows how to accept, he fears that it's only too good to be true.

Lan Wangji knows that Wei Ying is doing the right thing, and he couldn't live with himself if he let him do it alone. For everything Wei Ying has sacrificed, Lan Wangji is determined to give something back to him.

Hanguang-Jun has turned his back on the clans to join the Yiling Wens and their demonic cultivator leader, and every clan has a different opinion on the matter.

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Hello! I wanted to rec a fic on ao3 called "Restoration" by jelenedra. It's complete, an alternate universe of the sunshot campaign told nonlinearly. It has strong fairy tale and fae elements, with a touch of mystery. Bit of a fix it. Some delightful one liners, and the final ending imagery is just LOVELY. The fic deserves much more love. There's also some YilingWei, wwx not raised by Jiang, and sentient Burial Mounds elements. Enchanting read that keeps you enthralled and curious and intrigued.

Restoration

by jelenedra (M, 85k, wangxian)

Summary: They say he was thrown into Luanzang Gang by the man who killed his parents; they say that he is an immortal cultivator who had been in a deep trance until the Wen sect disturbed his rest and incurred his wrath; they say that he is the fierce corpse of a cultivator who had somehow regained his mind and his spiritual powers.

When Lan Wangji sees him for the first time, he understands why people talk.

Meng Yao wants safety. Xue Yang wants vengeance. The Sunshot Campaign wants victory. Yiling Laozu provides, for a price.

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I usually read all your recommendations. Thanks for gathering all good recs of wangxian. I am in love with every single story your recommend especially the favorites. [I’m so glad!] I just wanted to suggest a fic i came across while searching for phoenix!wwx. Its a new story I think as author has published it today. The first chapter was very interesting that i thought ill recommend it you and know your opinion. The legendary phoenix and his dragon -Devipriya and Hidden Path to Love by ShadowTenshiV

Hidden Path to Love

by ShadowTenshiV (G, 78k, wangxian)

Summary: Wei Ying is a servant working at the Gusu Lan castle. One day he enters through a secret passage way connected to the library where he meets a Lan for the first time. He may have left quite an impression, gaining the other´s attention and slowly becoming friends. They would like to become something more, but a servant can´t be with a prince, but maybe his secret can change that.

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hello mojo! i was wondering if I could make a fic rec? it’s called “and the calm is deep where the quiet waters flow” by izanyas. it used to be on ao3 but the author has since moved it to eir own website and has started posting updates there. i was wondering if this could also act as a signal boost bc some old readers on ao3 might not have known that it is now on another website. Author's been through a tough time so I think it deserves a lot more love.

For new readers, please mind the warnings in the prologue and the beginning of each chapter! it’s omegaverse and a very heavy read as it deals with (possible spoiler) off-screen rape that results in an unwanted pregnancy, as well as secondary gender oppression which runs deep, but for people who can bear it the writing, worldbuilding, and emotions are truly spectacular.

and the calm is deep where the quiet waters flow

by izanyas (E, 270k, wangxian, WIP, link is to WordPress rather than AO3)

Summary: Cangse Sanren was the first of her kind to become a cultivator. Talented, passionate, free-spirited, she bested everything that ever came her way until the very end.

Jiang Fengmian refuses to see her son deprived of that same freedom.

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Hello Mojo! I dunno if this's been recced before, but here's another ficrec for you? It's complete, on ao3, "The Third Young Master of Qishan Wen" by KouriArashi. It's 'if wwx was raised by dafan wen, but gets recognized as 3rd heir due to his skill' scenario. Some really nice banter and characterization. Wwx and lz get together before the sunshot campaign. Story follows the live action but diverges into au, and does some cool callbacks to original canon. Love Meng Yao in this! [Oh, I know KouriArashi from my last fandom, I love her works!]

❤️The Third Young Master of the Qishan Wen

by KouriArashi (T, 139k, wangxian, my post)

Summary: The fic where Wei Wuxian is adopted by the Dafan Mountain Wens instead of the Yunmeng Jiang.

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Hi Mojo! I can count the number of times I’ve spoken on Tumblr on one hand (I’m shy heh) but I found this fic that I think you and others would really like? I’m a sucker for emotional hurt/comfort and this was just too sweet for me not to share (did I go through 20 pages of bookmarks just to make sure you don’t already have it? Maybe …) [Aww, you can do a sidebar search in the bookmarks for the author’s name. But I hope you found other good fics by carding through the whole catalog!] It’s “Close Your Soft Eyes” by timetoboldlygo! I also wanna say thank you for all the hard work you put into this blog! It’s a treasure beyond compare. :D [Thank you so much!]

Close Your Soft Eyes

by timetoboldlygo (G, 12k, wangxian)

Summary: When Lan Wangji woke, the first thing he noticed was the slip of paper, folded and tucked between his index and middle fingers, not Wei Wuxian’s absence. His fingers trembled as he unfurled the paper. A donkey with a little smile beamed down at him.

On the nights that Wei Wuxian was gone, Lan Wangji woke to gifts on his pillow.

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Hey Mojo! I love your blog it is beyond awesome! [Thank you!] I was wondering if you would consider reading JaenysBloodcourt series "A Bond to Takes us home"? The summary is weird but I like the fics and would love to hear your opinion on LWJ POV (it's part 2). Part one is Mingxian but part two (Wangxian) reads as a standalone for the most part. Anyways, thank you for all your hard work! <3 [I’ll put it on my list!]

A Bond to Take Us Home

by JaenysBloodcourt (T, 10k, mingxian - nmj/wwx, wangxian, series in progress)

Summary: Wei Wuxian has two soulmarks. He has two soulmates that seem to be the opposite of him. During his first life he meets both of them, loves only one and longs for the other. In his second life, the one he loved first is dead, and the one he pined after is pining after him.

These are the many tales of his soulmates and the raucous they made across the cultivation world.

Some are dark, some are light. Beware.

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I forgot to send this in for Mother's Day a few weeks ago, but have you read dragongirlG's "into the light of a dark black night"? It's a short canon divergence where Mama Lan escapes the Cloud Recesses after spending one last, heartbreaking night with her sons. It's so beautiful and bittersweet! [Oh, ouch. I just read this author’s time travelling juniors au, but hadn’t seen this one.]

into the light of a dark black night

by dragongirlG (T, 3k, Madam Lan & sons)

Summary: The night that Wu Yuhua, formerly known as Madam Lan, plans to escape from the Cloud Recesses, she runs into an unexpected complication.

That complication comes in the form of her younger son A-Zhan running up to her door and kneeling in front of it, hushed whimpers escaping from his throat.

Wu Yuhua knows it's not the full moon, knows that it's not the one day a month she's allowed to see her children—but like hell is she going to leave her six-year-old son out there trying to stifle sobs in the snow.

She opens the door. "A-Zhan," she says, bending down and reaching out a hand. "Come in, my sweet boy."

On a snowy night in the dead of winter, Wu Yuhua, formerly known as Madam Lan, unexpectedly spends one last night with her sons before escaping from the Cloud Recesses.

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Hello queen I’d like to recommend for ur follower rec posts Avatar: The Untamed Waterbender by KouriArashi. Banger of an ATLA au, def the best one I’ve seen. It’s a WIP but the author updates pretty regularly and it’s all around an A+ fic [Oh, yes, I’ve been waiting for this one to finish before I jump in.]

Avatar: The Untamed Waterbender

by KouriArashi (T, 123k, wangxian, WIP)

Summary: You know the drill. Long ago, the four nations lived in harmony. Then, everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked.

100 years later, Jiang Cheng and Jiang Yanli find Wei Wuxian sealed in an iceberg.

Featuring: avatar WWX, waterbending JC, firebending Wens, airbending Lans, earthbending Nies and Jins, Jiang Yanli in possession of the brain cell, et cetera.

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The Contract :: CS Omegaverse :: Ch 7

Title: The Contract Rating: E Summary: Emma had never wanted much in her life, despite being married to one of the richest men in the world. For ten years she has felt like a prisoner in her own marriage, denied the one thing she wants the most, but her husband cannot help but bargain her want like a cheap business deal. Enter Killian Jones, the Alpha her husband has hired to make sure she gets what she wants. And then some.

AO3 - Ko-Fi (100% of coffee’s bought go towards buying @adognamedkillian toys and treats!)

A/N: Chapter 7!!! It comes with some trigger warnings i’m afraid, because I am just that kind of writer *evil grin* TW: domestic abuse. I don’t know what else to call it without giving anything away, which i do not want to do. As always, if in doubt, message me. This chapter has the answers everyone has been waiting for, and some other good news! Ch 8 is already done!

Fantastic artwork by @kmomof4 so give her some love and beta’d by the lovely @hollyethecurious And as ever, thank you to all the ladies in Discord! Thanks ladies!

This is an Omegaverse fic featuring A/B/O dynamics. Whilst this varies from fandom to fandom, for the purposes of my fic, there will be no mpreg. Just so you know. There will however be knotting, breeding, heats and other delicious things that come along with A/B/O. If you do not know what A/B/O is, feel free to message me :) Many thanks to @hollyethecurious @shardminds @kmomof4 @darkcolinodonorgasm @resident-of-storybrooke and @ineffablecolors for letting me bounce my complicated ideas of you lol

If you wish to stay away from this fic, blacklist the A/B/O tag.

Taglist: I’ll be honest, i have lost my taglist for this fic, so if you want a tag, please message me here on on discord (Salem #5158/ [email protected]) and I’ll add you! I’ve tagged the following people i KNOW want to read this, but i don’t want to accidentally tag you if you do not like ABO.

@hollyethecurious @shardminds @kmomof4 @resident-of-storybrooke @darkcolinodonorgasm @thisonesatellite @xemmaloveskillianx @hookedonapirate @teamhook @winterbaby89 @carpedzem @courtorderedcake @profdanglaisstuff @itsfabianadocarmo @donteattheappleshook @ultraluckycatnd @jennjenn615

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A week was going to be far too long. It was only seven days but in the grand scheme of things, Emma worried that it might feel like forever without the Alpha she was now sure she was in love with. Of course, she hadn’t told him that. Like an idiot, once he had declared his feelings, she had pretended she was asleep and let him pull her harder into his embrace where she had spent the rest of the night. Morning had come and he was gone but she didn’t blame him. After all, she was well aware that Graham was having the apartment watched, making sure that neither of them broke the terms of his precious contract.

Maybe this was a blessing. Maybe they had been spending too much time together. As much as Emma wanted her bastard husband to be wrong, maybe he was right. For the next seven days she was to accompany Ruby to a very exclusive spa where they would get some much needed rest and relaxation, or so Graham had told her. In truth, he had been angry at how much time she was spending with Killian, his loyal henchmen having told on them and their extra meetings. She should have known. Graham was far too connected to not find out, and Emma had only agreed to go with Ruby because she was afraid of confirming the reality of his paranoia.

Emma did have feelings for Killian. They were more than she had ever felt before, powerful and robust and she was sure that not even seven days apart would change them. The time would be perfect for her to process her own feelings, and how to let Killian know that she felt the same. Emotions had ever been her strongest point, and to play along with his little game, Emma had told Graham that she would be glad to get away from all the men in her life, which also meant, however, that she had to be careful of what she told Ruby. Best friend or not, she was still a spy for Graham and she had no doubt that Ruby would sing like a songbird given half the opportunity.

All Emma had to do now was tell Killian.

It would crush him to see her gone. Emma knew what it meant for an Alpha to declare their love for another. Most of the time they never did until they were sure they had found that perfect someone, but she had never known a single Alpha to pair with a Beta as their mate. Ever. That was half of the confusion currently swirling around inside Emma’s head. She was a Beta, and a broken one at that, illness rife within her body, and she was damn sure she wasn’t worth the love of any Alpha, let alone one so perfect.

She paced up and down the apartment, stopping briefly to draw the curtains. The metal rings scraped across the metal rail, but the sound was quickly drowned out when a car sped passed outside. Emma pulled one curtain back a little in case it had been Killian, but the bright red tail lights at the end of the street dashed her hopes in a second. With a sigh, she shut the curtain again and resumed her steady pacing around the apartment.

She had never been a worrier before, but suddenly she felt herself apprehensive for Killian’s arrival. Years of mental control at the hands of a so-called husband would do that to anyone, but rationally Emma knew that whatever she had to say, Killian would be okay with. In a way, she kind of agreed with Graham, not because she thought they needed to be apart, but because they had been spending so much time together even she was starting to realise that she only smiled when she heard Killian’s voice. Graham was a lot of things, but he was not blind.

Emma only wanted to tell Killian one thing; that she felt the same way and she would be back with the same feelings in her heart.

Her attachment to Killian had become so much lately that she didn’t even recognize herself anymore. She had become someone else, someone liberated and where she had previously been quick to argue, she was now willing to accept whatever pleasure or punishment was dealt out to her. Killian had awakened that inside of her, and she was not ready to let it go. She knew Graham would never give her a divorce, but over the last few hours she had found herself trying to fabricate ways of getting rid of him for good.

A soft knock on the door woke her from her murderous daydream and she was up and racing towards the door before she had even looked in that direction. She knew it was Killian. She could smell him, even through the door, cedarwood and sea salt with a dash of darkness that only she had been privy to. She grabbed the door handle and pulled hard, the wooden panel jumping from the frame without a single sound. She gasped, because somewhere between drawing the curtains and plotting her husband’s death, it had rained, obvious by the fact that Killian now stood in her doorway dripping wet.

He was out of breath having raced from his car, but had been unable to avoid the downpour. His clothes were soaked, clinging to every definition of muscle that Emma could see, his dark blue t-shirt moving with every heave of his chest. Her eyes moved down, over the outline of his bulge now defined by the dampness of his pants and she felt herself suddenly become short of her own breath. When she looked back up to his face, hair dishevelled and clinging to his forehead, she noticed a drip as it fell from the tip of his nose and his eyes were wide with worry, the blue much brighter than she remembered as he searched her face for an answer.

“Emma,” he whispered, like it was the only word he could say. It held so much meaning, a question he needed to know the answer too, but as he searched her face for what he sought, Emma burst into tears.

Killian was over the threshold in a heartbeat, slamming the door behind him just before clutching her face in his hands and dipping his head down to attract her gaze again. Watery eyes tried to focus on his features but Emma couldn’t speak. All she could do was shake her head to tell him something was wrong, and Emma grabbed his hands, holding them to her face in an attempt to keep his warmth on her skin. Even after standing in the rain he was hot, a true Alpha trait, and Emma felt herself immediately calmed by his touch.

“Shh, my love,” Killian said calmly, stroking his thumbs over her cheeks to wipe away her tears, but his words caused a new wave to burst from her eyelids. “Oh, Emma,” Killian soothed, placing one hand on the back of her head and pulling her to his chest.

Her arms wrapped around him immediately, fingers interlocking behind his back and holding him tightly. Killian let her cry, let her expel all of her wails into the fabric of his t-shirt as he stroked her hair, his own tears burning the rims of his eyes. He pinched them closed in an attempt to halt the sob in his chest at how much she was hurting, and a single tear rolled down his still wet face and fell onto the fabric of Emma’s oversized shirt.

After rubbing her back for a good few minutes, and letting her cry until her energy was almost gone, Killian smoothed his hands over her shoulders and pulled her from his body. Her eyes were red, as was the rims of her nostrils, and she quickly wiped at her nose with the extra long sleeve of the white shirt. “Is this one of mine?” Killian asked her with a small smile and Emma coughed out a watery laugh at his attempt to distract her.

“Maybe,” she shrugged weakly.

“It looks good on you,” he said with a smirk, arching an eyebrow playfully.

“It smells like you,” Emma sobbed, a fresh set of tears causing her vision to blur again.

“Hey, now, don’t start that again,” Killian pleaded, rubbing her arms lovingly. “What’s got you all upset, love?”

Emma’s bottom lip quivered and she was unable to stop it. She opened her mouth to speak but the lump in her throat stopped any of the words from coming out.

“Is it something I’ve done?” Killian asked her urgently, the tips of his ears blushing with pink. Emma shook her head and real panic rose up from within him about their last encounter. “Something I’ve said?”

“It’s…It’s…,” Emma stammered, unable to find the words she needed.

“Is it me?” Killian forced himself to ask, his jaw clenching straight after the words left his mouth in nothing but a whisper. He hated himself for being so selfish but Emma instantly reassured him.

“Never,” she breathed, placing her hands on his face. “You’re everything to me.”

Killian heaved a sigh of relief. Emma’s words were exactly what he needed to hear, even if they were not the ones he wanted to hear. He hastily gave his face a wipe, another stray tear having fallen in joyous comfort.

“Then please, love, tell me.” His hands slipped down to hers, clutching her fingers in his and giving them a little shake.

Emma gave him a small nervous smile and a nod of assurance before giving his arm a gentle tug and leading him to the couch. Killian followed, letting his hand slip from hers just long enough for him to slip off his jacket and hang it over a stool as they passed by the kitchenette. Emma was already settling against the arm of the couch when he got to her and reached out to take her proffered hand.

“I have to go away,” Emma said softly.

“Away?” Killian repeated, his stomach falling away from him as he sat down and made sure there was no gap between them.

“To a spa,” Emma said, hanging her head. “With my best friend who is also Graham’s mistress.”

Killian let out the breath he had been holding and a nervous laugh. “Is that all?”

“For a week.” Emma looked over to him and he was still smiling.

“Love, that’s nothing. I’ll be here when you get back,” he promised, rubbing a hand over her knee.

“Graham says we are getting too close. He’s been watching us.” Emma’s confession had Killian narrowing his eyes and an envious rage boiled inside of him.

“How?” Killian licked his lips and shook his head. He didn’t need to know the answer really, because he had seen the same car parked outside with the same distinctive henchman behind the poorly blacked out windows as she had. “Are you safe?”

“I think so, but I don’t want to go and have Ruby fish around for information I know Graham has told her to obtain. It’s going to be so fake,” Emma pouted. “I don’t have a lot of people in my life I can trust anymore.”

“You have me,” Killian told her. “You’ll always have me.”

Emma was suddenly overcome with a warmth pooling inside her that she never thought could be felt at a time like this. Killian’s concern meant more than she could say, more than she could describe, and all she could do was launch herself across the sofa and into his awaiting arms. Killian fell backwards onto the cushions and Emma fell onto him, her mouth seeking his for a passionate kiss. He let her fall onto him, nestling her against his chest as she scrambled for his touch, clinging to his wet t-shirt and holding on for dear life, forgetting all of her troubles in an instant.

Emma kissed him hard, like he was going to be gone the second she opened her eyes, and Killian let her, his lips parting ever so slightly and tracing the seam of her lips. Emma obliged, her tongue slipping passed her teeth and into his mouth where it duelled with his in impetuous passion. Her hands clawed at the hem of his shirt, desperate to rid him of the fabric as quickly as possible, but her weight pinned it to his body because she was reluctant to let even a slither of light pass between their bodies.

Killian grew hard despite his intention to not become aroused and he could smell that Emma was too. She was coating his senses in a cloak of visceral need, the animal within him roaring to life at the mere scent of her, and before he could rationalise any thought, his fingers were fumbling with the buttons of the shirt she was wearing, desperate to get to the skin beneath. Emma shifted her position until her knees were on either side of his legs and tore her lips from his, pushing herself into a sit and helping him divest herself of the shirt.

“Are you alright, love,?” Killian breathed, his words a whisper.

“I am now,” Emma sighed. She was in such a haste to rid herself of the shirt that she tore the bottom two buttons off before wrenching it off her shoulders. She was naked underneath, expectantly or not Killian wasn’t sure, but he couldn’t help but watch the sway of her breasts as she wobbled atop his groin while her hands went to work on his pants.

“No, Emma, stop,” Killian ground out, hating his rational brain and grabbing her hands, halting her advances. It pained him to his very soul to stop her, and the look in her eyes, one of pure hurt, sliced right through him.

“Don’t you want me?” Emma whimpered.

“Aye, of course I bloody want you,” Killian assured her with a sure nod. He still found it absolutely baffling how someone as beautiful as Emma had such a low self esteem, but as usual, the answers to his many questions led right back to her sorry excuse of a husband. He sat up, a huge flat palm spreading out over the middle of her back to make sure she didn’t topple backward, and gave her a loving smile. “I know you’re scared he is going to stop this,” he began, skimming his other hand down the length of her arm and massaging her fingers. “Only the gods can express how unbelievably frightened I am of the same thing.” Confident she was well balanced now, Killian slid his hand up her back and buried it in her hair, cradling her head and holding her face to his. Their noses were pressed together side by side and he felt his breath hitch before he pressed his lips to hers for a quick, chaste kiss. “I meant it when I said I loved you, Emma, and I don’t think I know how to stop.”

Emma pulled her head back and Killian’s hand moved to comb her golden tresses through his fingers, eager as ever to reassure her that whatever worry she was feeling would be over with soon. She blinked, swallowing hard. Emma had never told anyone she had loved them, not even Graham. Sure she had told him, but it had always been after he had said it first, as fleeting as those times were, and she wasn’t exactly sure what it meant to love somebody as openly as Killian clearly loved her.

“I can’t-,” she began shyly, but Killian cut her off.

“You don’t have to say it,” Killian added softly, recognizing the turmoil in her features and giving her a boyish smile that melted her heart. He reached behind her for his shirt she had discarded and pulled it up over her back to cover her once more. “I just want you to know that you are loved, Emma, and despite what you might think, you are not worthless.”

Emma’s lips curved into an unsure smile, little ticks of the corners that were accompanied by a rosy blush across her cheeks and the bridge of her nose that told Killian she was not used to such compliments, something he thought of a as grievous crime against the beauty of both her body and soul. She deserved more than she had ever received and if Killian could offer her just a small piece of his heart, he would wait forever for her to fill the void it had left with the gift of a piece of her own.

“Not to me,” Killian added, reiterating his feelings with a smile. “And I do love you.” He stroked the back of his knuckles over the apple of her cheek and his heart warmed with how deep red her cheeks grew. “But we shouldn’t do this, not here, not if the place is being watched.”

Emma nodded in agreement. “You’re right,” she pouted.

“I’m always right, love,” Killian winked. “And when you return I promise to show you just much I want you.” There was a darkness to the tone of his voice that had a shiver running down Emma’s spine but as quickly as it had appeared, it disappeared in his next words. “And luckily for you, I’m soft.”

“Soft?” Emma asked, confused.

“Soft,” he repeated with a nod and a grin. When Emma’s brow furrowed he chuckled and took pity on her, sliding her from his lap and wrapping one big strong arm around her. “It means I like cuddling too, even without sex.”

Emma snuggled into his side, stretching an arm across his still soggy midriff and hugging him tighter with a content purr. “Me too,” she said softly, a smile breaking out across her face as wide as a mile when Killian turned his head and kissed her on her forehead. “I mean, the sex is great, but,” she teased and Killian’s chest rumbled with laughter.

“But?” Killian prompted her to continue with a little nudge.

“But this is nice too.” Emma had never really had much physical affection like Killian had given her, little touches here and there and now a full blown snuggle on the couch as if they were a real couple. It made her feel special, more than she ever had done, and somehow she was okay with tonight being a different kind of intimate.

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Angry didn’t even begin to cover what Emma was feeling right now. Thank the Lord for small favours and her chauffeur being on call, because when she had insisted on her driver staying at the resort too, and Graham had obliged, more than likely because the tall, skinny man with small round glasses and a hat Emma was pretty sure was glued to his fake hair piece underneath was actually one of Graham’s many little birds whose favourite song was the Killian and Emma show, she’d had no idea that after just two lunches with Ruby, she would need him to drive her home.

Even thinking about that invasion of marital privacy had her blood bubbling with fury, let alone what she had been stewing on during the drive home after less than half the week at the spa. Was nothing sacred to the man? Emma had been trying so, so hard to fight her growing feelings for Killian, despite everything thrown at her, if not for Graham than for the sake of her reputation as a lady of elite society, a reputation that had helped her fashion out a little niche existence of her own. It wasn’t about being rich, or being able to rub shoulders with these people, but instead about her identity as an individual without Graham, and she still had friends in high places, and many endeavours that would not look favourably at an affair, but did Graham care?

Fuck no.

Clearly not, because if the truth bomb Ruby had just dropped in the lap was anything to go by, Graham didn’t give a flying fuck about her or the meager life she had tried to build for herself in his shadow. Ruby was pregnant and her ever doting husband was the father, apparently something he was thrilled about. However, perhaps the most telling indication of who he was as a person, was when, after telling Ruby how delighted he was for an heir, he told her that Emma would raise the baby with him, as if they had sired the next CEO of the Humbert empire together, totally disregarding the feelings of a mother who would have her tot ripped from her bosom quicker than he could wish he was an Alpha.

The only reason Ruby had told Emma was because she was leaving town to get an abortion and regardless of what had happened between Graham and herself, she still thought of Emma as her best friend, and the whole thing with Graham had been fun and games until she had missed a period. She would tell Graham the baby was dead and knew he wouldn’t waste resources following her to check. Emma understood completely. Ruby was one of her most valued real friends, someone who had been there for her through so much already, and she couldn’t imagine taking the woman’s child and trying to raise it as her own. She just couldn’t. And if Graham knew either of them, he would have realised how insane the idea even was in the first place.

The ride home hadn’t abated Emma’s vehemence towards her husband one bit. It wasn’t about her, and it wasn’t about Ruby, or the life inside of her, but it was about how he had, for so long, managed to breeze through life treating people like property. Emma was sick of it. She was sick of how he had treated every single person and events around him with such frivolity, like his life was a game and his actions had no real consequence. Maybe she was taking it a bit far, storming out of a spa and wellness resort in the middle of the afternoon with nothing but the clothes on her back, but Emma just had to give him a piece of her mind whilst her temper charged storm of emotions swirling inside of her still fuelled her every being. If not for any other reason than he deserved it.

The time it had taken Jeeves - Emma knew that wasn’t his name, but Graham had never let her know his real one for fear they had, ironically, begun an affair - to get her home, Emma’s rage hadn’t fizzled out one iota. She launched herself from the car quicker than it took Jeeves to put it into park, and raced across the expansive gravel driveway in the fading light of afternoon. The sun was heading down for the evening but Emma was wide awake knowing that Graham would be home at this time too, and with any luck, she would be interrupting something he deemed of the utmost importance.

As usual, when the door was opened for her, the lobby of their mansion was empty, cold and uninviting despite the rays of sunshines currently warming their mark into the stone floor. Absentmindedly Emma wondered if they had owned a dog, would it be sunning itself in the beams the way dogs often did, desperate to catch the last warmth of the day. Equally as unnecessary in her thought process, Emma wistfully wished for the carefree life of a pet, free to do whatever she wanted all day without being constantly reminded of how she was nothing but a dissatisfaction wearing an expensive wedding ring.

Boy, was Graham in for some kind of shit storm.

Eventually she found him in his study, after a few pointed directions from staff who thought better than to get in her way, and didn’t even try to hide her ire as she strode across the expansive Persian rug between them and, just as he turned to look at her in shock of her actually being there, slapped him across the face with an audible smack. Hard. Graham’s previously relaxed stance stiffened up in an instant, his eyes fluttering closed as he rearranged his jaw from one side to the other before clenching it closed. Emma was seething, positively vibrating with wrath, the tips of her fingers tingling from the impact that had left a rather telling mark across Graham’s cheek.

“Hello wife,” Graham spat, peeling his eyes open to give her a cold, dead stare. “Back so soon?”

“Don’t ‘wife’ me, you bastard,” Emma yelled, jabbing Graham in the shoulder with the heel of her hand.

“I take it Ruby opened her fat mouth,” Graham mumbled to himself, sighing dramatically. “I guess you know the rest, judging by the pain in my shoulder,” Graham sneered.

“Why the fuck would you think I would raise someone else’s child with you?” Emma shouted, eyes wide with her words.

“It’s not someone else child, Emma, it’s mine,” Graham growled, his voice low and his words ground out through his clenched teeth.

“Oh, that makes it all better!” Emma laughed.

“What are you so angry about?” Graham shrugged. “It’s not like you aren’t getting what you want out of this arrangement.”

He meant Killian and Emma knew it, swallowing the spiteful words that threatened to fall out of mouth back down where they could fester in her stomach some more. “And what about Ruby, huh? You think she is just going to give up her child?”

Graham turned and Emma was taken back by his calm demeanour. “The child is a Humbert. It will live with me and you are my wife, and as such you will be expected to raise it accordingly.”

“Accordingly?” Emma shook her head. “What the fuck, Graham? You really have no idea how your actions affect everyone around you, do you?”

They stared at each other, Emma shaking with exasperation and Graham as cool as ice, still and motionless. Emma watched the bob of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed, slowly and deliberately like he even had control over his body’s most basic instincts.

“The child will be raised a Humbert,” Graham repeated slowly, pushing his hands into his pockets and taking a few menacing steps towards her. Emma didn’t back down, squaring her shoulders and met his gaze with the same intensity he was giving her. “You will raise it as a Humbert.”

“I’m not some fucking wet nurse for your bastard, Graham!” Emma sniggered. “I will not raise someone else’s kid, and I will not let you manipulate this situation in your favour like you always do. This is a life, a human being, Graham, surely you realise that!” Emma waved her hands, trying to find any empathy behind the blue eyes staring back at her, but all she saw was a wall of stone.

“You are my wife,” Graham ground out. “You will obey me.”

Emma laughed, loud and heartily, her entire body moving with the deep, belly rumbling hilarity of Graham’s statement. “I won’t, and there is nothing you can do about it. What are you going to do? Divorce me?” Graham’s furrowed brow meant she had struck a nerve.

“Pity,” he huffed, looking down at his feet. He knew there was no way Emma wouldn’t do as he wanted. She might want to be with the Alpha more than him, but he was pretty confident that if it came down to it, she wouldn’t leave a defenceless babe to fend for itself. Graham would simply take the baby form Ruby and leave it with Emma, sure nature would take its course and she would be unable to not help, and over time they would become one big semi agreeable family. He smirked to himself, and Emma scoffed a laugh as if she could read his mind.

“I’m so sorry I’m such a fucking disappointment!” Emma spat at him and with her words, Graham snapped, his biceps bulging under his sleeve caps as he clenched his fists in his pockets.

“Disappointment?” He snapped. “What do you know about disappointment, huh? Maybe if you’d been the wife I was promised-,”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Emma cried, moving towards him and grabbing his arm as he attempted to turn away.

“Nothing, forget I said anything.” Graham shook her off and made for his desk, the decanter of whiskey already halfway to the bottom.

“No, no, go on,” Emma insisted sarcastically. She followed after him, giving him a little shove that spilled the whiskey right out of the glass in his hand. “I’d love to hear about how yet another one of your problems in life is caused by me.”

“Not this one you wouldn’t,” Graham cautioned. He lifted the cut glass tumbler to his lips and took a sip of the burning liquid, exciting all of his taste buds at once.

“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” Emma screeched, running her hands through her hair. “Ten years of marriage and you won’t even be honest with me?”

“You wouldn’t want honesty, Emma, trust me.” Graham finished the whiskey, pouring the last of the honey coloured drink into his mouth and swallowing the lot in one gulp. He pinched his eyes closed until the burn at the back of his sinuses passed but when he opened them, Emma was still as disgruntled as before.

“Trust you?” she said spitefully. “Graham Humbert, the almighty, the all powerful, the good for nothing burnt out Beta who wishes he was an Alpha so badly? Where has that ever got me before?”

Graham spun around and advanced on her, making Emma jump back for a second. His hands were on her face, clamping her jaw in his grip and silencing her long enough to stare into her eyes and cause real fear to spark behind the green hues. “I can tell you where it will get you if you don’t stop with this Ruby bullshit.”

“Well it won’t be a divorce, you’ve made that abundantly clear.” Her words were compressed through her lips but they made her point. Humbert men didn’t get divorced, or so Graham had pounded into her brain from the second she had married him.

He pushed her head aside and released her jaw and Emma immediately rubbed at the soreness there. He walked by her as if she wasn’t even there, like she was nothing, like he hadn’t put his hands on her and hurt her. “Oh there are worse things to do to you, Emma. Don’t push me.”

“Don’t push you? Oh, honey, I haven’t even begun!” Emma ground her teeth, stalking after him with heavy footsteps that echoed off the vast ceiling above them. “You’re a bully, Graham, plain and simple,” she shouted. “You use other people to get what you want and you always will, and I don’t know if this is some kind of bullshit Alpha complex run amok, but I’m sick of it!” Emma caught up with him and dipped sideways, reappearing in front of him and halting his escape attempt. “I’m sick of the lies, the cheating, the galas and fake smiles, pandering to all your important friends, and most of all, I’m sick of you!” Emma took a breath, balling her fists at her side. “You’ll never be an Alpha as long as you live so-”

Her words were cut short by an overwhelming thud and the instant Emma’s eyes filled with the stinging sensation of tears, she knew he had hit her. The moment was in slow motion, like an out of body experience, and Emma felt the point of Graham’s knuckles hit her under the eye in a back hand punch. It shook her, physically and emotionally, and her body flushed with white hot prickles of adrenaline that blinded her so much she didn’t see the next blow coming.

“Shut up!” Graham shouted, his words hidden behind the slap sound. “Shut your dirty whore mouth!” Graham roared, spittle dripping from his lower lip in his rage. He raised his hand again but paused when Emma cowered away. “You want some truth? Here, how about this for a truth. The only reason we took you in was because you were an Omega and I was supposed to be Alpha, that’s the only reason I married you.”

“What do you mean I’m Omega?” Emma snapped, the pain in her cheek radiating through her entire jaw as she gently pawed at the underside of her eye socket where the skin felt like it had split open.

“Come on, Emma, don’t be dense,” Graham sneered. “Have you ever wondered why you couldn’t remember seeing a doctor for your ‘illness’? Ever wondered why my family were so insistent on your medication? It’s a supressant, you dumb bitch!”

Emma’s entire life flashed before her eyes. It all made sense. Everything was much clearer. She was Omega, a completely different gender class that she had always believed, and the entire Humbert family knew about it, but had suppressed her nature with drugs. For a second Emma imagined what her life might have been if she had never had the misfortune of crossing paths with the Humbert family. Would she have married an Alpha? Would she have pups of her own? Her mind swirled with scenario after scenario, all of which had been ripped from her grasp by Graham and his family.

“All this time,” Emma whimpered angrily, shaking her head. “You knew and let me think I was sick.” Her rage boiled up inside of her and she felt her fists ball at her sides again, her feet carrying her closer to the man in front of her.

“And you would have never have found out if it wasn’t for that fucking Alpha,” Graham rasped, his nose wrinkling at the thought of Killian being more than he had ever developed into.

His misplaced rage was evident and Emma was quick to interrupt his fury with a balled fist pounding on his shoulder. “Leave him out of this. He doesn’t know anything.”

“Aww, did I hit a sore spot there, darling?” Graham leered, cocking his head to one side in mock sympathy. “I’m not a fool Emma. I know you two have been fucking without my prior consent!”

“Your prior consent?” Emma yelled. “Listen to you, trying to control my life, what I do and who I see.” She laughed, scrubbing her hands over her face with a sigh. “Well, newsflash Humbert, I’m not your property.”

“Newsflash, Emma, I’ll be suing the fuck out of Killian Jones to recover all of the money he took whilst still fucking my wife, and then, when he has nothing else left, I’ll take his brother’s bar. I know people who could get that place shut down like that!” To emphasize the power he had to do as he had threatened, Graham clicked his fingers right in her face, and Emma blinked in an attempt to fight her flight response.

“Why are you like this?” Emma asked, her voice turning softer, more sympathetic. She had been fond of Graham once, and they were friends for so long before they got married, so the man in front of her right now, the man who had dared to lay hands on her, was not the man she had once known. “What happened to that sweet, charming guy I married, huh? Look what you’ve become, Graham. Spoiled, hateful and with so much anger-,”

Another blow took Emma by surprise and she had no time to brace herself. Graham’s clenched fist hit her again in the same place and Emma was sure that that blow had split the skin under her eye now. She tumbled backwards, falling flat onto her butt and only narrowly avoiding hitting her head on the marble fireplace surrounding behind her.

“Because of you!” Graham bellowed, looming over her, the vein in his forehead bulging.

“It’s not my fault you didn’t become an Alpha!” Emma slapped the floor beside her to highlight her point. “That’s not on me!” Emma snapped.

“They said an Omega presence would draw it out of me, make me into the most powerful Alpha my family had ever seen, but no!” Graham yelled, shaking with anger. “We paid good money for you!” He accused, pointing at her. “You ruined me, you poor, good for nothing ungrateful Omega whore!” Graham raised his hand again, intent on making sure Emma felt this one, but she scrambled backwards across the floor, pushing herself to her feet when her back hit the solid door frame. “Now do me a favour and get the fuck out!”

When Emma pulled open the door, the cold air from the hall hit the welt under her eye and halted the throbbing pain when she blinked. Graham was hot on her heels, shoes pounding the stone floor and sending echoes into the hall. One of the staff was barged out of the way by Emma and stumbled into Graham’s path, slowing him temporarily and Emma took the opportunity to race for the front door. She yanked it open and couldn’t stop the tears from falling any longer. One of her shoes came loose and she kicked the other one off, ignoring the searing pain shooting up her legs as she tore across the gravel driveway.

“And don’t come back!” Graham yelled after her, the door knocker clattering as he slammed the door and cast her out into the night.

#cs fic #the contract #A/B/O #a/b/o dynamics #cs fanfic #alpha!killian #emma swan #tw: domestic abuse

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Ugh, stop tempting me with all your Sterek posts! I don't have time to watch a new show! Do you think I really need to watch in order to read some fic about them? Or can I just skim wiki about the show haha

oh you absolutely do not have to watch the show and in fact i would recommend you do not. i started reading fics kind of randomly a couple weeks ago and had never seen the show – i wasn’t going to bother but it’s streaming free on amazon prime so i watched a few episodes just trying to get an idea of like… their voices and mannerisms? anyway it’s real bad. like, i talk shit on supernatural for not being a good show, but teen wolf is… in another category of not-good tv. and even the fandom seems overall pretty miserable about everything that happened past s3 or so (multiple people have told me specifically to stop watching past s3 if i make it that far) (spoiler: i won’t). watching the main character (scott mccall played by tyler posey) is real painful. i’m cringing thinking about it.

TEEN WOLF SPOILERS FOLLOW FOR ALL SEASONS PROBABLY

the main thing you’ll probably want to know about teen wolf is re: werewolf lore [link to teen wolf wiki]. even a lot of tw au fics feature werewolves, which i expected to really hate but i am actually pretty into. i’m still relatively confused about what exactly it means to be an alpha, beta, or omega werewolf in tw-land (no relation to a/b/o in an spn fandom-style omegaverse, though those exist too!!!), but as long as you realize it’s unrelated to a/b/o stuff you can generally figure out what it means in the context of whichever fic you are reading.

otherwise, here’s what you need to know: setting: beacon hills, california (fictional but probably somewhere in nocal). scott mccall got bit by a rogue alpha werewolf, turning him into a werewolf. he is not relevant, but he does accidentally fall in love with a girl (allison argent) from a family of werewolf hunters. his best friend is stiles stilinski (played by dylan o’brien, who you may know from the maze runner), the boy with a polish name so unpronounceable it isn’t even actually said in canon until later in the series (it’s Mieczyslaw, though many older fics use various difficult-for-americans polish names). stiles talks too much and is super bi. they meet derek hale, who is a hottie werewolf. (derek is played by tyler hoechlin, who is currently running around with this beard that is really upsetting to me because i am not generally into beards but i’m actually really into his beard, ugh, god dammit.) he is very broody and really just gives off some alarming edward cullen vibes in his first appearances in the show. very grumpy and mysterious and quiet and shirtless a lot. there’s a scene where he pushes stiles into a wall that is one of the gayer things i’ve ever seen since the last time dean and cas were on screen together. (seriously – there’s a similar scene between scott and stiles a couple episodes prior that is extremely non-gay, and then stiles and derek start staring at each other’s lips and fixing each other’s jackets and shit, WHOA.)

stiles is in love with lydia martin, who is a super popular pretty redheaded girl who is dating jackson. stiles’s mom died when he was younger (cancer i think but i am not sure) and his dad is the sheriff.

derek fell in love with kate argent when he was 16-18 (canon never specifies derek’s age and there is confusing info specifically in response to his age during the kate thing) (are we never told his age bc he and stiles’s antics are a little gay and stiles is only 16 at the beginning of the show? idk), not knowing she was a hunter. she used his love for her to trick him and ended up murdering his entire family (mom: talia; dad: idk his name; sisters: laura and cora [one of them may have survived the fire but died later? i am confused about this] [and then i guess cora wasn’t really dead at all?? that all happens later in canon and doesn’t come up in fics very often]) in a house fire. also i’m pretty sure derek killed this other girl he loved when he was younger (paige) – i’m not sure of the details but he’s real fucked up and guilty about it even though it is generally presented like he does not deserve that guilt.

other notable characters: erica, isaac, and boyd are members of derek’s pack. sometimes in fic isaac is in a poly thing with scott and allison which is p cool! erica and boyd are usually together. ummm there’s also a chick named kira who is a kitsune (i have no idea what that actually means in the tw verse) and might hook up with scott in later seasons. chris argent is allison’s hunter dad but some fics portray him as an ok dude. peter hale is derek’s uncle and is a creepy dick.

fics!!! k i have read a LOT of sterek fics (like.. hundreds…..) in the last couple of weeks but here are the 3 that have made it on my bookmarks list so far:

Love Runs Wild by DevilDoll derek and stiles are porn stars who do like softcore werewolf-human porn for a magazine called neckz ‘n throats. stiles shows up to a shoot with a hickey on his neck and this is Bad News cuz werewolves have this whole thing about marking (!!!) and derek is like really upset but trying to pretend it’s fine and he’s not all in love with stiles. this is probably a good intro to general ideas the tw fandom has about werewolf mating rituals. also it’s just in general A+ smutty good times.

Sell Your Body to the Night by Dira Sudis (dsudis) this one is about 16 year old sex worker stiles, hired by rich werewolf derek. so… like… warnings for all the consent implications re: being a 16 year old sex worker, and generally i stray away from underage stuff even if both characters are the same age, but this is a really beautiful sweet love story, and i can’t believe i’m describing something that is tagged with watersports as a “beautiful sweet love story,” but it really is. (i am not into watersports lmao but am glad i read this anyway. it’s one scene at the beginning of ch9 that can be skipped but tbh unless you are super squicked, i would suggest reading it bc the scene manages to come across really intense and intimate and all around great despite, you know, someone getting peed on.)

Cornerstone by Vendelin derek is a marine vet and stiles is blind. derek makes a dick out of himself and stiles kind of forcibly befriends him anyway and it’s sweet and fluffy and all-around wonderful as fuck. this was the first sterek fic i ever loved and i hope i don’t forget that feeling (i was just lamenting last night that i have zero memory of when i went from someone who was real scared of the spn fandom in general bc wincest was the only ship anyone ever talked about to dedicating 90% of my available brainpower to destiel – how did i even hear about it?? when did i start reading fics??? what kind of fics did i read??? how did i feel about them??? i have no idea!!!).

also i went through most of @bleep0bleep‘s fic rec list [link] and enjoyed the vast majority of them so i would definitely suggest checking that out for some good fics!!! (i read a bunch of bleep0bleep’s fics, too, and they are also great [link to their ao3])

keep me updated!! send me the good fic links!!!!

ps i am vaguely working on my first sterek fic. destiel is the first fandom i’ve ever completed fics for (i do have one (1) unfinished merlin fic that predates any of my spn writing, but that’s it) and the only thing i’ve written in years so it’s super weird/fun to play in another sandbox!

#robotsnchicks #sterek #sharkrecs #teen wolf #sharkprimer

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Hidden omega (part 50

Fandom: Bts (Got7 + Big Bang + B.A.P + Monsta X + Seventeen + Block B+Vixx+TVXQ+Exo) Who doesn’t love a good ensemble Pairing: Namjoon x Everybody Genre: Smut/Fluff/Angst Au: Canon / Omegaverse au Length: 3.3k (I know… so much!

Chapter 1 ! Previous Chapter ! Next Chapter !

Summary:

Namjoon has an important talk with Big Bang’s Jiyong and stuff goes in a way Namjoon did not expect!

Note before the story:

I am sorry about the late chapter, the reason I delayed it is that I didn’t feel right publishing it with what has gone down with TOP,

Namjoon stared with open mouth at the alpha in the room. God he was dreaming wasn’t he? Or maybe it was an hallucination, this couldn’t be real right? “G Dragon-sunbaenim?”

Yup in front him wearing a ripped pair of skinny jeans, a flashy top and backwards cap over his softly dyed pink hair was G Dragon. The G Dragon, leader of Big Bang. Oh fucking God it was G Dragon.

Jiyong was dressed like… like he was G Dragon. It was clear that the older idol was not trying to hide that he was here, this wasn’’t Kwon Jiyong he was talking to. This was G Dragon. Namjoon had talked to Daesung and Seungri every day without any break since he had gotten out of the hospital, he had talked with and liked Youngbae. Tis just felt so much different. Also Jiyong’s facial expression wasn’t nice friendly and open like when he had met Daesung.

Jyong pointed toward the laptop. “Get him to rerecord the vocals. You can’t make a good track without good vocals.”

Although it was G Dragon, Namjoon still felt that he needed to defend Jungkook even if Jiyong was right and now that he thought about it the vocal were a little breathy. “He is trying his best,”

The older just raised an eyebrow. “Feisty and protective over his group. I’m surprised if anybody had fucked me over as hard as they had, they might be six feet under and nobody would ever find their body. Then again you know, wouldn’t happen.”

Jiyong moved further into the room moving closer to the omega. “So here is my question. What is your deal? What do you want with my pack members?” The older alpha moved like a panther moving even closer to Namjoon, who was up off his chair stumbling back from the alpha. Jiyong’s heavy chili scent was waving over him overwhelming his own still weak scent.

“Nothing, I uhm…” Namjoon could feel the fear building up inside him. This was the first time an alpha had been aggressive towards him. “I promise nothing!”

And just like magic the older rapper’s eyes peeled almost comically large as he seemed to understand what was happening and he stepped multiple steps behind. “To far, that was too far?” His facial expression was awkward.

Namjoon could still feel the fear taking over him as the alpha’s scent was still heavy in the air. Jiyong awkwardly looked at Namjoon. “I’m just gonna air out for a second and then you know, stand over here if you don’t mind.” Pointing towards the farthest away from Namjoon, quickly opening up the window.

“I should have expected that. Dae did warn me that you had issues with alphas I promise I never wanted to hurt you! I even get Youngbae to take the spiders outside, where I think he might kill them, but it is the thought that count. Please stop looking scared at me, “

As the room slowly aired out, being cleared of Jiyongs scent as more of the cold January wind moved throughout the room he could slowly feel the fear move it self from his room. “I’m sorry I can’t control it.”

Jiyong stood awkwardly as far away from Namjoon as physically possible. “That was my fault, people say I get over protective over my pack. Which that is probably correct, and you have been spending a lot of time with Daesung and Seungri. Add to that that Youngbae now says as well that you are a nice person. So I wanted to find out what was up with you. I didn’t want to actually scare you just find out if you had evil plans about my pack, now I’m pretty sure you don’t. I just terrified a newly presented omega something tells me that I might be sleeping on the couch… Please don’t tell Daesung.” The older alpha suddenly looked more like a kicked puppy than big scary G Dragon.

Namjoon wasn’t sure what to say, he had never thought about the fact that he could ever do something bad to the two youngest members of Big Bang. He had just mostly been surprised that they would even look at him and he hesitantly answered. “I don’t want to do anything to them… They…” For somebody who normally had it easy with words, Namjoon did struggle with it when it came to G Dragon… The G Dragon. “They have been nice to me even when they didn’t need to be. I am very thankful”

“Please stop looking at me like a kicked puppy. I already feel bad enough for making you panic.” it was weird how different Jiyong was from the picture Namjoon had of him in his head. Both Daesung and Seungri had said that their group leader was a lot less… G Dragon… most of the times, a lot more spoiled alpha used to getting it his way unable to take advice unless it is physically knocked into him. “They really like you.” He seemed to catch on to how what he had said could be understood. “Like a friend of course. I don’t think Daesung planned on getting so attached to you as he did. He just wanted to make sure that you were okay, but then he took to you. At first we thought it was just him making another omega friend, even if a little younger. But both him and Seungri seem to genuinely like you as a person, and it made me worried. I simply wanted to make sure that you weren’t… deceiving.”

Namjoon nodded slowly he understood the older alpha’s concern. If it had been his group and pack it happened to with an even more rookie group he would also hesitate, and they weren’t bloody BigBang. “It is okay G Dragon-sunbaenim.”

Jiyong laughed a soft laugh that Namjoon found very pleasant. It fit the shorter skinny alpha a lot more than the aggression he saw in him earlier. “Please don’t call me that. You text with both Daesung and RiRi every day, the least you can do is call my Jiyong-hyung. Jiyong-sunbaenim can work as well if you think it is too much.”

In Namjoon’s defense it was… insane, G Dragon had just told him to call him Jiyong hyung! “Thank you!”

“Oh god you are adorable, please stop. I am trying to be cool.” The alpha at that point sat down on the couch. “Oh this is important I think. I met your baby alpha and I might have scared him a little. I will for your fault pretend to be sorry about that.”

Jiyong was something else that was for sure Namjoon thought. He now understood what Seungri had meant with Jiyong being special. “What happened to Jungkook.” No matter what had happened between him and Jungkook he was still Jungkook’s leader and it was still his job to protect Jungkook.

“Well Dae and Seunghyun told us what happened and Seungri told us that you have forgave him for it. We all come from a time where there were very very few male omegas in the entertainment industry. So we might be a little bit overprotective when it comes to omegas. And google told me that Jungkook seems to really look up to me, and you know what they say… Never meet your heroes, so I just politely pointed out that he was really not very impressive and he caused a lot of shit.”

Namjoon sighed heavily while yes he was very flattered that the older alpha seemed to care any way about him and he understood why people wanted him to not forgive BTS. But it simply wasn’t who he was. It wasn’t like they ever really meant to hurt him, they just didn’t know better. Jiyong might as well has buried Jungkook alive. “He really looks up to you hyung. You are one of his biggest idols.”

The older alpha just grinned. “Well now he got a lesson from one of his biggest idols, don’t fuck with omegas. Still to this day they can be rare in certain groups. Don’t confuse being the leader of BTS with babying them. Sometimes letting them stand on their own legs and realize the shit they have done is a better option.” Jiyong got up and looked at the laptop Namjoon was working on. “I would get him to record the vocals again, don’t let him get away with not reaching his full potential just because he is the maknae. He might hate you while doing it but in the end he will thank you for it.”

Namjoon understood Jiyong’s point he had talked multiple times with the two youngest members of Big Bang about how the older groups saw omegas especially male omegas and what Jiyong said made sense. But he did wish that the older had been a little bit more careful with Jungkook. He wished that everybody would be a lot nicer to Jungkook about it. He wished that people saw it like he did. That Jungkook really wasn’t that bad.

“He is a good kid. I just want him to be happy.” Namjoon couldn’t stop himself from pouting a little as he looked at Jiyong who was still looking at the laptop.

It took awhile before the older spoke up and when he did there was a weird tone in his voice. “I know better than anybody how easy it is the baby the maknae or just the youngest in general. We feel as leaders that we should protect them and make sure that they are okay. But that is not our job, that is their pack leaders job. While I do know that some pack leaders are also group leader, but for us it isn’t like that. We are just group leaders, it is not our job to make sure that they are happy and secure. It is our job to make sure that they reach their full potential. It is our job to push them, even if it means recording the same lines for hours upon hours to get that perfect take. If it means we have to be the evil person for a while we do it because we are leaders and we want what is best for our group.” He looked at Namjoon the look in his eyes soft. “Believe me I wanted to baby the living hell out of both Daesung and Seungri in the start but it wouldn’t have done any of us any good. Instead during recording I am the evil boogeyman, because if I go easy on them I’m I really doing them a favor? Two things can happen, if it manages to get approved the fans get to hear a subpar product, and we both knows fans or anti’s aren’t going to silently accept that. The other option is that it get pulled by somebody in the company. Is it really better for them to hear it from somebody other than you that what they did wasn’t good enough?”

Jiyong, of course, had a point, he never thought about it that way. He had always kinda acted like he was the pack alpha half time. “You are right, thank you Jiyong-sunbaenim. I never thought about it that way. I might have been a little too easy on people since I presented as an omega, I… I still struggle with what it is okay for me to do.”

To that the alpha laughed. “Everything is okay for you to do. Dae once knocked me in the ground during a gym session plus him and Youngbae wrestle all the time. His sub gender doesn’t matter, you think they would dare disagree with me in my studio if I was an omega?” Namjoon quickly shook his head, Jiyong could have been an omega and nobody would have dared fuck with him.

Jiyong smiled at him now. Namjoon wasn’t sure what he expected, Jiyong on the stage was always impressive aggressive and… G Dragon. But the Jiyong in front of him now, was more complicated than that. This was one of the problems looking up to people you never really knew how they were in reality. You only really knew the image they showed to in public this was different, and somehow more impressive.

But Jiyong wasn’t finished with his little speech. “I have a question. How are you?” Namjoon opened his mouth to do his normal ‘okay’ speech, but Jiyong was quick to correct him before he even started speaking. “I mean with the omega rapper thing. I know it can’t be easy.”

It was the first time Namjoon had actually gotten asked that. Majority of his friends were idols first rappers later or they were not omegas nobody since the hospital had even questioned it. Namjoon thought back on the messages left on his phone from old friends, or people he thought were friends. He wanted to lie, but as he looked into Jiyong’s eyes the dark brown orbs were kind. The same kind of kind that he got when he meet with Daesung like he wouldn’t judge him and like it would be wrong to lie to him because he didn’t need to. So in the end he didn’t. “It is… hard, not as hard as I expected for Jiho, uhm Zico, we were friends back in the underground and he has been supportive and helping getting the others to accept me. There are still a few people who are being closed minded, but it is going better.” Namjoon looked away from Jiyong feeling way to awkward looking into the older man's eyes. “But it’s going much better than I expected.”

“We are a close minded group sometimes aren’t we? Rappers? We judge everybody who started rapping as an idol. Can you imagine if it was the same for singers that no singers were respected unless they started singing before they became an idol?” The alpha shrugged and Namjoon did kinda have to agree with him. “But it’s good that you are getting through it. A good piece of advice I can give you is to say ‘fuck you’ to friends who decides to give you shit. There are some people who are never going to accept you as an idol. People who think they are to good to the mainstream. Fuck them, they aren’t worth your time. I know it feels like you have something to prove to them, but you owe them nothing.

The passion between Jiyong’s words left Namjoon to believe that the older probably had his fair number of people who turned their back on him. Something he wouldn’t have believed if people just told him he were freaking G Dragon! But then again, Jiyong was just a person wasn’t he?

Namjoon hadn’t even known that it was something he needed to hear, and hearing it from Jiyong somebody he respected more than he could even explain was a lot better than anything he had ever expected. “Thank you Jiyong-sunbaenim,”

Jiyong’s face turned into a mildly childish pout at his sentence. “I feel like I might not deserve it after scaring you. I also owe you a thank you as well.” Jiyong’s posture was a lot easier now, and it casual. “For Daesung, he always craves omega’s presence during his preheat. Normally he will spend time with Jessica or Heechul, but Jessica is busy with her fashion stuff and Heechul is being busy doing whatever the hell pregnant people do. He was a lot more calm after spending some time with you. It means a lot to all of us.”

To be honest Namjoon hadn’t actually thought about it. He hadn’t even thought about the fact that Daesung had sought physical contact with him. He couldn’t stop the light blush in his cheeks he never before had an omega seek contact with him like that. Jimin would never do it since he hated Namjoon’s scent before his presentation. He kinda liked the idea of another person being calmed by his presence. “It was the least I could do.”

Jiyong just smiled at the omega. ”You have a good heart, which reminds me of something,” is eyes were soft, “if you ever need a place to just be free of everything, we always have a place for you at our place. It can’t be easy when all of your friends are trying to court you at the same time.”

That was not what Namjoon had expected at all. He knew that both Daesung and Seungri seemed to like him. But this was big, bigger than he deserved. “I can’t do that! You don’t have to worry, Bang pd-nim got me my own place, and it isn’t that bad. People are being very accepting and not pressuring me to make a choice.”

“Oh I know you got your own place. I stood guard while Seungri sneaked in. Please don’t keep your key under your doormat you are just going to get stabbed in the middle of the night, but that is not the point right now. Sometimes you need a break from everything around you, but you don’t want to be alone. That is what we are offering you, Seungri said that majority of your friends are either courting you or housing your group mates. We are people completely removed from the situation with no agenda or no expectation of you. ”Namjoon couldn’t stop his face from wearing a skeptical look, which Jiyong smiled softly at. “I know it seems weird, we are an older group, but what started as interest for your sub-gender and your health, turned into interest for you personally and taking a liking for you.”

Namjoon couldn’t stop himself from blushing and stammering a sentence. “I can’t possibly take that offer! You guys are very busy!”

“If redoing the same 3 songs over and over again until we are happy and solo activities are busy then yeah of course we are busy!” He shrugged easily. “We all talked about and agreed on it, you are not being a burden or anything like that. We want you there. If anything see it as a favor to either Daesung or Seungri, both soft alphas and omegas need other omegas around them, and as said… our normal omegas are a little busy either with growing a child inside them or being successful no matter how much SM is trying not to make them.” Jiyong looked at Namjoon expectantly and the younger suddenly felt like he couldn’t let this man down. This man that really shouldn’t even look at Namjoon let alone actually talking to him and offering stuff like that.

Namjoon nodded slowly. “Thank you.” He couldn’t explain how thankful he was, and he could feel his eyes burn with tears he refused to shed. It was still hard to believe that anybody let alone this alpha in front of him cared about him. “Thank you so much.”

Jiyong just smiled and then did something Namjoon didn’t expect. He patted him on the head. “You are a good guy. I hope to see more of you.” and with that… he left.

Leaving behind Namjoon staring at the space where the pink haired alpha had been almost wondering if it really had happened on Jiyong was really just something he imagined, but a text pinging in on his phone proving that it had really did. The text was short and from Daesung without the normal overly complex happy smilies.

‘He is something else isn’t he?’

Oh how right Daesung was in that. Well at least Namjoon’s meeting with Jiyong went well. What Namjoon didn’t know yet was that his first meeting with the Big Bang alpha, would be Namjoon insulting him.

Authors note:

I know this isn’t going to be fun, but I am taking a two weeks break from this story, I know... but please listen to me.

A lot of stuff have been going on in my life and my boyfriend just left to go home to his own country and I won't see him until December!

The truth is this story requires a lot not just writing but making sure that every plot point ends up solved at the same time. Making sure that the ending is logical but not something you saw coming.

Then there is a shit ton of research I need to do, many of these groups is the first time I ever write so I want to get it right, that plus since it is mostly canon world there is a lot of double and triple checking schedules to make sure who would be in Japan at the same time as BTS and stuff like that.

I just need a little break and then I will be back, I am afraid if I keep going I might make mistakes that won’t be correctable!

I will keep on writing other stuffs both my normal requests and my Hidden Omega side story requests and I hope you guys would like to read that!

- Prussia

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#Bts #Bangtan #Big Bang #Namjoon #Rap Monster #Kwon Jiyong #G Dragon #Bts fluff #Bts angst #Omega verse #bottom namjoon #Namjoon fluff #Jiyong fluff

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dadzawa-adopt-dabi · 3 years

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1-35 on fanfic asks

1. From one to five stars, how would you rate your writing? (No downplaying yourself!)

2 stars maybe? Im not great and i forget a lot of things. but no one can stop me from writing and i enjoy it. the more i do it the more i may like my own writing one day

2. Why do you write fanfiction? Fanfiction is everything to me. It was a matter of time until i started writing it seriously for myself.

3. What do you think makes your writing stand out from other works?

Literally nothing. I tend to go off with ships and specific things i want represented... but thats it. anyone can write.

4. Are there any writers that inspire you?

Always! so many! the best thing about fanfiction is how it builds upon itself and spreads!

5. What’s the fic you’re most proud of?

Im very proud of Secret Baby/ River run. Its large and a mess and i hate it. But im proud ive done it. A completed one im proud of is "Compress said its his turn on the murder screen" i think i did well with that one and kept the tone I wanted.

6. What element of writing do you find comes easily?

Arguments between characters and having them express themselves other ways.

7. What element of writing do you struggle with most?

It's the making up and posting works i struggle with. Along with editing which is another monster.

8. Which character(s) do you find easiest to write?

I do love the murder boys! Dabi, Itachi, Deidara, Naruto (should have killed everyone), Reno. If theyve got issues i love them!

9. Which character(s) do you find most difficult to write?

happy characters. I just don't know what to do with them. Like a domestic setting with no action? nope not for me!

10. What’s your favorite genre to write for?

Hurt/comfort has always been my jam!

11. Who or what do you find yourself writing about most?

im not entirely sure? I havent been really writing/posting that long.

12. Tell us about a WIP you’re excited about.

Expectations! its a collaboration i'm working on with a friend and a DabiHawks fanfiction again! It's a fic where they fall in bed together before they even like each other. A lot of assumptions are made and not a lot of talking gets done until quite a bit of Damage has been done. Hawks finds out that Dabi's been doing some things he wasnt comfy with just because he didnt know how to tell Hawks and because he was attached to him. It's messy and won't get less so.

interesting to write to say the least because im such a Zero tolerance person.

13. First fandom you ever wrote for?

Naruto lol

14. What’s your favorite fandom to write for?

part of my heart will always belong to naruto. can't leave it. But im enjoying writing for bnha immensely!

15. What’s the weirdest fandom you’ve ever written for?

Food Fantasy! a video game i did a short one shot on last october!

16. Any guilty pleasure trope(s)?

Soulmate au's! Omegaverse! I love tropes! Oh! Hanahaki!

17. A trope you’ll never, ever write for.

none.

18. Wildest fic you’ve ever written?

I wouldn't say ive done anything too wild?

19. Do you prefer canon-compliant, AUs, or something in-between?

get canon away from me! i love au's! any and all!

20. Gen fic or shippy stuff?

both!

21. Favorite pairing to write for? (platonic or romantic!)

currently its DabiHawks! i love my enemies to lovers! (everyone deserves compassion lave and basic decency)

22. Do you listen to anything while you write?

Sometimes! some fics have specific playlists!

23. Do you prefer prompts and challenges, or completely independent ideas?

All of the above! i dont know how to put wips back lol!

24. One-shots or multi-chaptered works?

I like one shots better but the amount of effort for multichapter fics is something else tbh!

25. Have you ever daydreamed about side adventures/spin-offs from your fic? Tell us about them!

Yes a few times brought on by comments! What if Hawks ran in to Dabi early on or if Dabi had stayed and talked to Hawks the last night they spent together. None of it ever really goes well? Dabi has no support besides his Significant Other in both of these and i dont like that.

26. Is there anything you’ve wanted to write, but you’ve been too scared to try?

Nope! Ive been getting the hang of NSFW and i feel like that's one of my biggest areas to improve on!

27. What’s the nicest comment you’ve ever received?

any! seriously i love comments! telling me to write more or that i forgot something was done 6 chapters ago or a string of emoji's!

28. How well do you handle criticism when it comes to your writing?

Much better than I used to!

29. Have you ever gone outside of your comfort zone for a fic? How did it turn out?

Every time i post lol. Im pretty comfortable with a variety of things! there's been times in this roleplay i participate in that i was very uncomfortable with how my character was acting but that was the entire point and it turned out well considering the outrage he kept causing!

30. Tooth-rotting fluff or merciless angst?

Best of both! ive also taken a shine to writing things that out of story context are fluff but in context are horrendous angst!

31. Do you have any OCs? Tell us about them!

Nope! I don't really do Oc's!

32. Summarize a random fic of yours in 10 words or less.

Secret Baby/ River Run- Dabi gets pregnant and runs away. Hawks is the father.

33. Is there anything you wish your audience knew about your writing or writing process?

I've had such a kind fantastic audience but i wish they would pay some more attention sometimes to why i have characters do things the way they do. Hawks leaves Dabi alone? theres a reason for that and the awnser is not to stalk him. even for Dabi's saftey.

34. Copy and paste an excerpt you’re particularly fond of.

Dabi dosen't meet Rumi like expected. He expected to just get taken out by her in a fight one day, if they met at all. Not him cleaning his torn staples in Hawks bathroom after he's been shoved in there, Rumi having interrupted a blowjob and Hawks had roughly shoved him in his bathroom. He couldn't hear much of the conversation going on outside. But what he could made his face burn with embarrassment as he tried to put himself together. The fact that she was also a Hero and Hawks best friend made him nervous. What a great first impression, sucking her best friends dick with a bloody face. -" NOT DATING-" Hawks voice broke through for a moment and then quieted. -"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF HE'S A VILLAIN KEIGO, HE WAS JUST GIVING YOU A BLOWJOB THERE IS NO ." There was a loud thump as Rumi was yelling and Dabi let himself flinch here in private. She quieted down soon after she had started yelling. Dabi sat down against the sinks cupboard and rested his head on his knees. Waiting for it to stop and Hawks to kick him out. He wouldn't actually get to meet Rumi as Keigo's, well as Keigo's anything. It was just sex between them on Hawks end anyways. There's stomping towards the door and Dabi scrambles up as he resists the urge to lock the door. To lock himself inside like a child thinking it will save him from Enjis rath. Hawks is.... he's not kind to Dabi, but he's not Enji either. The door opens and Rumi's gaze finds him as he's getting up. He ducks his head and gives a little half hearted wave, not sure what she's doing. Why she's looking at him with a gaze much softer than expected. "Hey. Sorry I walked in on you guys. I'm Rumi. Hawks best friend he's been hiding away from you." "I uh. Um. Dabi? I go by Dabi. I think it's more like I'm just his dirty little secret." He gives a small dry chuckle and a smirk, a tad on the mean side like he did with Keigo. It came out a little to real and he winced. He sounded like a whiny asshole, he thought as he kept his gaze on his bare toes digging into the tile. "Dabi, I doubt Keigo thinks of you like that." Rumi reaches her hand out and Dabi tenses in anticipation of her grabbing him. To harm him maybe? To throw him in cuffs? Out of Keigo's apartment but he has no doubt that he will be there soon enough after Rumi leaves. "Its fine. I'm just a villain he can sleep with ya know?" Rumi gets a determined look in her eye as she draws her hand back, having noticed him tense up. "I'm going to give you my number Dabi. Villains don't any resources and I don't like how Hawks treated you when I walked in. If anything happens, I want you to have a way out. I don't think you've told your friends who your sleeping with. Or you would have teleported out of here." Dabi hands his phone over still in shock to Rumi and she gently takes it. She's still super confident in person but, there's no violence or anger from her. Its... suprising.

35. Ramble about any fic-related thing you want!

Dabi and Hawks can both have issues and have to put in some serious effort to not only see those issues, but work together with them. this has been a PSA.

#dabihawks #bnha #mha

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rofics · 7 years

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Hidden Omega (Part 42)

Fandom: Bts (Got7 + Big Bang + B.A.P + Monsta X + Seventeen + Block B+Vixx+TVXQ+Exo) Who doesn’t love a good ensemb Pairing: Namjoon x Everybody Genre: Smut/Fluff/Angst Au: Canon / Omegaverse au Length: 3.4k Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, Part 19, Part 20, Part 21, Part 22, Part 23, Part 24, Part 25, Part 26, Part 27, Part 28, Part 29, Part 30, Part 31, Part 32, Part 33, Part 34, Part 35, Part 36, Part 37, Part 38, Part 39, Part 40, Part 41

Summary:

Daesung and Namjoon has some fluffy talk, and time to tease Jackson!

As Yugyeom went to pay for him and Namjoon, something he refused to back down from no matter how much Namjoon tried to say that he was okay with paying, Daesung and Namjoon was left alone at the table to say their goodbyes.

Namjoon had still not really gotten over how easy it was to talk with the older idol. As the other omega looked sadly at his empty bowl that had held icecream before Namjoon finally managed to ask the question he had wanted to ask all evening. “Does it hurt?”

Daesung just looked confused at Namjoon like he didn’t really understand what the rapper was asking. “What hurts?”

“Pre-heat.” Namjoon mumbled blushing a little, it still felt weird asking question like that. But he really wanted and needed to know what he could expect.

Daesung licked his spoon one last time, pouting a little when he found no taste of the ice cream left, he was craving sweets! And the rest of his pack was always so overprotective since they knew that if he ate too many sweets during preheat he would hate himself after it when he forced himself to the gym at all weird times of the day.

For a second he thought of lying to Namjoon. He knew why the younger was asking, but he also knew that lying wasn’t right. He had promised himself and Namjoon that he would never lie to him. Namjoon deserved and needed somebody to be upfront with him, somebody who he could always come to who would never lie, but also would be there for him.

“Both yes and no, my preheat is bad. I have 4 alphas, no betas and no omegas. My preheat is long and annoying. Since I don’t really have the body of an omega my body is trying to force me to store up more fat for me to survive when I start actually going into heat. I have the tendency to be very hard to force to eat.” Daesung played a little with the spoon, not sure how much he should explain to Namjoon. But it was best he explained everything since he had an idea that nobody else was going to.

“I am overheating all the time, but I am also freezing which is annoying!” That did explain why Daesung was slightly red on his face from overheating, but also wrapped up in a hoodie that seemed too big for him. Not for the first time Namjoon thought about how short Daesung actually was. Even with his broad shoulders and muscle mass, plus the fact he could without a doubt take down Namjoon if he wanted to, he still looked kinda cute.

His blue hair had dried while they were eating, and was just a mess on his head from how many times Daesung had ran his hair through it during the visit. “I get needy for affection, but that is very normal even if you aren’t in a pack. Since I have 4 alphas my mind is even more, and it is so annoying. I have no omega or beta to even out the mess of my mind I can easily lose myself to it if I don’t focus. I try to spend as much time as I can with other omegas or betas.“ Daesung pouted again, clearly not happy with what his body made him do. “I spend a lot of time with either Jessica, from the 2NE1 pack,” like Namjoon needed an explanation for the biggest kpop scandal to happen at that time he knew everything possible he could, “she is very calming. That is the problem with YG in general seeming to suck at being able to recruit omegas.” Daesung laughed a little at that, and Namjoon thought it over for a second he had a point.

He could remember when he was younger and he first saw 2NE1 they were so different from everything else around. They had no omega in their group at all, but still somehow seemed to work. When Jessica joined the 2NE1 pack and only 2 weeks later dropped her contract with SM the entire fanbase was in shock. That had never happened before. Now that Namjoon thought about it, that in the JYJ/TVXQ case might be the reason that SM wrote so harsh contracts now a days.

“Is that why you wanted to meet me today? Because I am an omega?” While Namjoon was kinda flattered that Daesung picked him as an omega, but he thought Daesung wanted to spend time with him just as a human.

Daesung quickly corrected himself. “Of course that is not the reason Namjoon. Please don’t think that while yes I did pick you because you might actually keep my ice cream secret, but also because I wanted to just talk with you. I would like use to be friends, and I thought we had made a good step towards it.”

Now it was Namjoon’s turn to blush again. “I’m sorry… I just get really defensive easily about my sub gender.” He awkwardly looked down at the table, seeing where the paint were chipped of in place. The parlor clearly being old and in need of a need coat of paint.

Daesung smiled understanding putting his smaller hand on top Namjoon’s on the table. “I have to admit I talked with Jiyong about it, rap and the rap ‘world’ isn’t really something I understand that well as your probably know. I think I understand much better now why you are so defensive about it. I want you to understand that while yes some assholes will judge you for your sub gender, your friends will never do that. And that includes me and Seungri.”

Daesung’s hands were rough, probably from both drumming and time at the gym as his thumb softly stroked the top of Namjoon’s hand. His words in general made Namjoon smile softly. It was weird to think about the fact that he somehow had managed to become friends with not one, but two different members of Big Bang people he looked up to. It was even harder to believe that he actually liked them even more as people than as he did as idols. “Thank you.”

They sat in silence before they both looked over at Yugyeom who saw them looking and wave happily almost hitting the old lady next to him. Daesung laughed a little. “What is wrong with him? Since you brought him here?”

Namjoon sighed a little. “BamBam is in half heat, and he took it a little too far and made Yugyeom sad. He is still sensitive even if he is an alpha.”

The older omega nodded. “I am so glad that I don’t suffer from half heats,” he then seemed to think for a second, “I think I know why it is strong this time for him you said they just had Mark joining them in the pack. Plus you are a being courted by them. Maybe his inner omega is worried that he is going to be seen as ‘old news’ and not important anymore.”

“None of us would ever think that! BamBam is special to all of us plus Mark himself would move the world for him.” Namjoon felt a need to stand up for his friends, for his potential mates.

Daesung gave Namjoon’s hand a light squish from where his own was resting on top of it. “I am not saying they would ever do that. I don’t know Got7 very well, but at this point I know you pretty well and I don’t think you would be friends with them if they were like that. But we don’t always control how our bodies react and think. I know that better than most, when another article is posted about how Seungri is going to leave us I feel it in myself as well. I know it is false, but I can’t control my body’s need to have him close and scent mark him to show the world he is ours.”

It made sense when Namjoon thought about it, for idols the world around them was changing all the time and the only thing they really had constant was their pack. When even that was changing it made sense that BamBam’s inner omega was worried. “Thank you, it is still hard for me to understand not just what other people do but how I feel as well. I have somehow managed to get caught up in this half heat as well helping them… and… it kinda makes me happy. I like it.”

Daesung smiled widely at him as well, his eyes and scrunched up like crescent moons in what he knew as he famous ‘eye-smile’. “I think it is good for you, with your past there is a real chance that you yourself is going to have half heats when you gets a pack. So look forward to that.”

Namjoon whined out. “I don’t even want a real heat, let alone a half heat, this sucks.”

The thing was that Daesung couldn’t hear the self hating tone in his voice. It showed that it wasn’t actually because he hated himself as an omega, which was a big step forward for Namjoon, so he decided to just joke about. “You are going to hate it before and after, but love it during heat.”

Namjoon just whined a little more before they were interrupted by what sounded like the chorus of zutter leaving both of them to fumble after their phone. Just for it to turn out it was Daesung who pouted again when he saw the number as he picked up. “Hey Tabi, no hey calm down I am not dead in a ditch. I told you that I was meeting up with Namjoon, I didn’t? Well I told RiRi, who was supposed to tell you which of course he didn’t

I promise I am okay I have not been omega napped. Jesus christ what is wrong with you? I am not about to be kidnapped you overprotective oak, we are about to leave now.”

Namjoon had to keep a hand in front of his mouth to not laugh as he saw Daesung grimace as what his pack alpha said. “Just relax I swear to god sometimes you and Youngbae are terrible. I am an adult. Oh I got lost once and suddenly you all think I am going to get lost and die here. Goodbye, I will be home soon.” He sighed when he hung up.

“This is another downside to preheat. It is in their biology that they have to protect me during this, even if I am probably better at defending myself than any of them is.” He stared at his phone, before looking up at Namjoon. “It seem like your giraffe has finished paying, that signals it’s time for all of us to leave before people get worried about all of us. I don’t need everybody to think I kidnapped two members of younger groups, Seungri maknaes enough scandals for all of us.” Daesung sounded slightly done with the soft alpha, which made Namjoon giggle.

“Yeah, me and Yugyeom should get bad and make sure that BamBam hasn’t actually accidentally killed somebody.” As Namjoon stood up to say his goodbye he didn’t expect the next thing to happen was Daesung hugging him close. It took a short while for Namjoon to hug back the much shorter idol with a smile. The soft scent of blueberries washing over him, with just a little hint of what Namjoon guessed to be heat. Oh that smelled so much better after he presented. “Be careful.” Namoon couldn’t stop himself from saying it outloud.

Daesung just smiled at him “I always am, or I would be killed by my own over protective pack. You guys be carefull as well,”

Namjoon just nodded. “I better go and get him before he kidnaps that dog.” Yugyeom had found a little dog he was now happily chatting with outside, not even noticing that his hood was down and he was ending up with a minor crowd around him. People probably wondering what a Got7 was doing in the evening outside an old ice parlor trying to befriend a dog.

“Yeah you should do that.” Daesung giggled a little “Also getting dogs is a slippery slope take that as a warning, you think it is only one, but then suddenly everybody has one and you all live together.”

One last hug was shared between the two omegas before Namjoon sighed pulling up his hood grabbing Yugyeom who was sending hearts to the tiny dog who looked just as ready as Yugyeom to run away together and create a future together.

Yugyeom did whiny a little as he intertwined his fingers. Both idols knowing that people were taking pictures of them, but choosing to ignoring it. Namjoon’s focus being on getting both himself and Yugyeom out of this chaos in one healthy piece. Which was not as easy as it sounded.

When Yugyeom and Namjoon managed to get to the front of the Got7 dorm Namjoon got half attacked in a hug by the baby alpha. Something he didn’t understand. “Thank you Joonie!” It was mumbled into his hair by the younger.

Namjoon half awkwardly patted Yugyeom on the back not really sure what to do. “You have nothing to thank me for.”

“Yes I do, you had plans, but because you saw that I wasn’t feeling good you dropped your plans and took me with you ignoring your own plan. Thank you for that, I needed it.”

That made Namjoon smile a little. “Thank you for trusting me.”

“Always.”

The rest of the evening went surprisingly well. BamBam did seem to be very sorry as he spent the rest of the evening in physical contact with Yugyeom, and even if he couldn’t get himself to say outloud how sorry he was, he was showing it instead.

Namjoon spent the rest of the evening petting Jackson’s hair with one hand, while he fiddled with the puzzle box in the other. He was so damn close to getting it open! He could feel how close he was, goddamn it! Why did it have to be so hard! Namjoon knew that he was going to another group very soon, he was going to miss living with Got7. But somehow he was also looking forward to something different. He needed to be open minded, and it had been a while since he had talked to Bang.

When they went to bed that night both Mark and BamBam were cuddled up against Yugyeom. Both showing that they knew that they had gone to far and that they were sorry. Yugyeom smiled one last time at Namjoon before he closed his eyes to finally get some rest. Namjoon felt happy that everything had worked out and he cuddled closer to Youngjae he had already passed out drooling against his collarbones like slobbering little dog.

Peace was over when Namjoon woke up the next morning as he got woken up extra early by BamBam and Mark who signalled for him to be quiet and follow them. Even in his still half sleeping state.

Namjoon wasn’t even sure he knew what happened as he sat in the kitchen rubbing his hairs looking confused at BamBam. “What is wrong?”

“We are going to scare Jackson!” Oh… oh that was cruel, Jackson was already easily scared. But he had to admit it was an easy way to get Jackson’s attention.

He felt slightly guilty as he could feel himself getting more and more interested in it, but he couldn’t really stop himself there was something about this idea that just spoke to him. “Okay where are we starting?”

Both Mark and BamBam seemed happy with how easily he agreed as BamBam pulled out a little stack of way way to life like spiders. “We are going to hide these in his bathroom stuff.” That was when Namjoon noticed.

“BamBam why are those moving, please tell me those aren’t actually real spiders.”

The younger just laughed. “Don’t worry they aren’t real, but they are suppose to be as lifelike as possible. Now come help! We have to hide them in different places. If I know Jackson right, which I do, we can easily get him multiple times with the same spiders in different places.”

Namjoon just did as ordered, helping hiding them in Jackson bathroom stuff and other places as he they then went back to bed. Namjoon was woken again by a loud scream that very clearly belonged to Jackson. So yes it had clearly started.

The rest of the day Jackson clearly got more and more paranoid. Just because the universe seemed to be out to spite Jackson. That one time that he relaxed and refused to believe in a fake spider, it was a real one that they had no part in placing.

They all had the Saturday off and they were slowly exposed to be part of the harass Jackson train. The big change in everything was when it was found that Namjoon was part of it all. Jackson just looked like everything was suddenly wrong as he pulled Namjoon into the nest alone.

Namjoon had thought that he would be in trouble that Jackson was angry with him or anything like that. But it wasn’t really what happened instead Jackson just looked at him sadly. “Am I not paying enough attention to you?” Namjoon wanted to interrupt, to say that Jackson had gotten it all wrong, that it was nothing like that. But Jackson didn’t let him speak instead just sitting down on the bed confused. “I know that BamBam and Mark do this for attention. It is in their genes, but you aren’t having a half heat, you don’t have a pack you can’t get a half heat. Is it because I don’t pay enough attention to you? Am I not good enough?”

Oh Namjoon had fucked up.

Authors note:

Next chapter is smut... AND THEN WE ARE DONE!

Sooooo does any of you have a guess about what is actually inside the Lock box from B.A.P?

Also a few teasers!

The reason TVXQ broke up... was cause SM tried to force them to change sub-genders, by surgery and pills.

Oh and Heechul is pregnant, not important for the story at all... I just wanted to mention it.

Also did I mention a member of Exo had a pack before Exo? I think I did

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#Bts #Bangtan #Namjoon #Bts fluff #Bts angst #RapSon #NamSon #Got7 #Jackson #Big Bang #Daesung #Yugyeom #gotbangtan

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Hidden Omega (Part 36)

Summary:

Jaebum and Namjoon have a heart to heart and Jackson goes into rut!

The rest of the evening was pretty uneventful. Jackson was very much a puppy who needed attention from all of them, but they all just went with it. Even Namjoon just bared his neck for Jackson to lightly scent him. It wasn’t the same sexual scenting that Youngjae and he had done, instead it was much more of Jackson just wanting his scent on… everybody!

Mark assured him that it was normal, that alphas when they got sick always wanted to mark people, it was in their biology. Since they would be too weak to actually defend anybody, they needed something to prove that they still belonged. Even Jaebum bared his scent gland for Jackson to rub his herbal scent over. Something that made Jackson almost purr as he settled into half cuddling on Jaebum’s lap napping while the pack alpha used his phone behind his pack. Apparently Jaebum weren’t completely forgiven for not letting Jackson be a koala if the light bite over Jaebum’s own pack bite which made him yelp out was anything to show. But Jaebum just lightly smacked the other alpha over the head.

Namjoon had to admit, sick Jackson was just kinda adorable. He was like a cat that needed attention on him, and as soon as somebody left the room his eyes were focused on the door the left, only calming down and relaxing when they returned. His attention seemed even more focused on Namjoon as the second Namjoon went to go to the toilet, Jackson almost followed him before he was half tackled by Yugyeom and BamBam. “Time to nap old man.”

While Jackson’s eyes were still focused on Namjoon nobody said no to the maknae line. They were adorable. At dinner Namjoon even managed to eat something, mostly to satisfy Jinyoung who was watching over him like a hawk.

This time with Got7 had actually started to feel normal, like a routine. It didn’t feel like he was a guest anymore which was a nice feeling. It was nice feeling like you belonged somewhere, it was nice sitting in the living room writing on his laptop and fixing schedules with Mark playing with his hair while watching TV. This was what it used to be in BTS before Jimin presented and they became a pack. Back when everything was so easy, and they could easily be BTS and friends without all of this.

“Purple and roots aren’t as hot as your blond and roots were. Still pretty cute though.” Mark commented while attempting what felt like little braids in his hair for that.

Namjoon smiled easily. “So I’m hot when it’s blond and cute when it’s purple? Who knew all I had to do was change hair color for you to view me differently.”

“Ignore him, he is just sad the only two haircolors he can pull off is red and blond.”

Mark let out an insulted almost bird like squawk. “Are you saying you don’t like my hair now?”

BamBam raised an eyebrow from his position flopped over Yugyeom watching tv. “It’s just a lighter version of your normal hair color.”

Namjoon kinda zoned out from the rest of the argument, but he couldn’t explain how good it felt to just sit in the middle of all of it. Feeling that he could be part of this if he wanted to instead of feeling he didn’t have a choice. He felt like himself again, a self he had only really been allowed to be at fan meetings and stuff like that, where his group had to accept him if they wanted to or not.

When they went to get ready for sleep Jaebum pulled him aside to the kitchen. Namjoon could feel his old insecurities come up. The fear that he wasn’t good enough that he would be told to leave. He knew Jaebum wouldn’t do that to him and he thought he was loose for those demons, but it seemed that they had more control over him than he thought.

“Tea?” Jaebum asked with a smile while he was preparing a cup for himself.

Namjoon just nodded slowly still not sure what this is about. “Did I do something wrong?”

The group leader just looked at him in surprise. “No of course not. Oh is that why you think I called you here? I just noticed that it had been awhile since we had talked just the two of us, since before the hospital.”

Jaebum was right in that Namjoon noticed. The only time he had been alone with him had been that morning, the pack alpha had been very understanding of his still hesitance towards alphas. While he hadn’t pulled himself away from the younger he had still had a respectful distance from him.

Namjoon felt like he had to tell the truth. “This was what Yoongi did when he had bad news. He would pull me aside so not to upset me and tell me it. I understand why he did it, but it seems to still be stuck in my head.”

Jaebum wanted to argue that what Yoongi had done hadn’t been okay. He wanted Namjoon to stop defending the other alpha, but that conversation would have to wait. “I’m sorry for that, I just wanted to chat with you. Is it okay if I touch you?”

The new omega hesitated for a second before nodding biting his lip. As long as he knew it was coming and he could prepare for it it was okay. He could still feel his body fighting against an alpha being there but he could logic with it and make it all okay. Jaebum abandoned his tea making to wrap Namjoon up in a hug. Namjoon was proud of himself when he didn’t even flinch when Jaebum leaned his head on the side where Namjoon’s scent gland was.

“You know what the best thing about you presenting an omega is? It has nothing to do with you actually being an omega. It is the fact that you finally seem to be okay in your own skin. You used to always apologise for even being in a room. I think your scent annoyed nobody as much as it annoyed yourself,” Jaebum placed a kiss right under his ear, “that is the best change. That you are actually happy with yourself now. I know there are still some issues to work on, and everything isn’t all sunshine and puppies yet, but the fact that you are letting me do this without feeling the need to tell me you are sorry… that is the best change that could ever happen.”

Namjoon had never really thought about it before, but yeah Jaebum had a point. He was no longer scared of leaving his scent on anybody or anything, he never felt like pushing people away when they accidentally touched him. He could accept Got7’s hugs and touches without problems now. When any of them hugged him he could pull them closer and enjoy it instead of being worried if he left his horrible scent on them. It was more freeing than he could ever explain. He also couldn’t explain just how good it felt for people to finally touch him again.

Doctor Choi had told him that he was touch starved, and it was very normal for him to be craving to be touched a lot. He had basically been ignoring it for 4 years, and even though he hadn’t presented he was still an omega with omega needs that hadn’t been filled.

Namjoon tightened the hug and leaned his head on Jaebum’s shoulder. “Yeah.. I feel better over all, thank you for understanding how hard this is for me.”

Jaebum tried to break the hug, but when he sensed how strongly Namjoon was still holding on to him he just relaxed into the hug kissing the taller on his cheek. “You are important to me… to us,”

“You guys have always been willing to help me without getting anything in return and I never understood why.” Namjoon mumbled, he was a little sleepy.

“Do you really think we got nothing in return? You were the one who finally made BamBam talk about what was wrong when we couldn’t make him talk. It is you Mark goes to when he is homesick. You are many things to us Namjoon. You aren’t just another idol we help, you are a close friend to us even if you don’t pick us we are always going to be close friends. Even though I will kick your new packs ass if they don’t treat you right.”

That made Namjoon giggle. “You are a fucking softie and you know it. You might look like you are a big scary alpha sometimes, but we all know you aren't.”

“I could be!”

“Bounce.”

Jaebum looked actually insulted. “You have spent too much time with Bammie and Jackson, time to go to bed! I can’t believe you would insult me like that.”

Namjoon just nodded, his eyes and body feeling heavy after the day of dancing. “Sleep now.” He rubbed his eyes a little trying to stay away even if he knew it was a fight that he would lose.

Cooing lightly over how cute the omega looked Jaebum lightly dragged him along to the nest leaving the now cooling cup of half made tea behind. He dragged Namjoon over to Jinyoung where the older beta was quick in gathering up the half sleeping omega until he was lying between them. Easily manipulated in his sleep heavy state, when Jaebum closed his eyes spooned up behind Namjoon with his hand on Jinyoung’s hip his last thought before he fell asleep was ‘this is all going to be just fine.’

The morning when Namjoon woke up was… chaos. It was the first time he woke up completely alone, but the bed around him was still hot clearly showing that it hadn’t been that long since the rest of them had left. The first thing that caught his attention as he sat up rubbing his eyes was this smell close to him. It smelled amazing! He crawled around in the nest to find it until he finally found the pillow it was on. Namjoon couldn’t explain just how good it smelled as he kinda curled in on himself and buried his head in it.

It smelled like Jackson, but it also had something weird as an undertone. Weird as in the best fucking thing Namjoon had ever smelled. He couldn’t explain what it was. He took deep breaths trying to get more of the scent in, what was it even? And how had it been hidden from him?! This should be bottled, god he felt so happy and… safe? It was hard to explain, all he knew was that this pillow was now his and he would fight anybody who tried to take it from him.

He didn’t even notice that the loud voices had stopped from the other end of the dorm as the door to the nest were opened. “Joonie?” It was Mark’s voice as he checked if the younger omega was awake.

He had expected to find Namjoon sleeping, not curled around what looked to be Jackson’s pillow… oh… OH! Of course Jackson’s scent was still in the main nest. They had all woken up in such a flurry of prep that they hadn’t even thought about it! Namjoon had never smelled rut before, while Mark did think it was kinda adorable watching Namjoon clearly enjoying his first nose full of rut scent. But he also knew that it couldn’t be fresh anymore he hesitantly asked again. “Joonie?” since he got no reaction from the first.

Namjoon looked up from the pillow that he had decided that he would marry. Only looking up with his eyes still having nose and mouth buried in it, he was probably drooling a little on it but the pillow would accept him for who he was even with his flaws. “What?”

Mark did struggle a little hearing what Namjoon was mumbling into the pillow, but he understood the meaning. “Aww, you like the smell.”

Namjoon just nodded, it wasn’t like being scent drunk he still had control of his body and mind and he still knew what he was doing. When he had been scent drunk, he wasn’t that sure if Youngjae had done something he didn’t want, if he would have been able to stop him.

“As much as it pains me to pull you away from your first real scent of rut, we need to talk about something.” Namjoon coocked his head to the side in question. “Jackson isn’t sick, he is in rut.”

That made Namjoon actually let go of the pillow and look up at Mark in surprise. “He can’t be, his rut is in the first of a month.”

Mark just shrugged. “Well he is very definitely in rut, we think it’s because you are here and while the rest of us can smell ourselves on you and feel like that way you are part of us, Jackson can’t. And this seem to be the way that his body reacts to it.”

“What do we do? Is Jackson going to be okay?” Namjoon had let go of the pillow completely now, much more focused on making sure that the older alpha was actually okay.

Mark hesitated a little. “That is why I am here. Jackson is going to be fine no matter what, don’t worry about that. What I wanted to know is what you want to do.”

Namjoon himself hesitated. What did he want to do? Months no… weeks ago he would have run and hid, felt like he had nothing to do near somebodies rut, but now… He wanted to join, he… he wanted to help. He knew that Mark had helped with ruts even when they were courting him, he knew that it was a normal thing. He took a deep breath and looked at Mark. “I want to stay, and help… if you guys will let me.”

That made Mark smile, that was what he expected. “Good, now you need to help me convince everybody else that it is the right choice.”

“I would never hurt Jackson!”

Mark just winked at him. “For that I am sure, just… follow my lead, trust me.”

Namjoon was hesitant, but Mark had never given him a reason to not trust him. So he did what he was told and he took Mark’s hand and let the older omega lead him to were the most of the loud noises were coming from the kitchen. That seemed to be where people argued over things.

The first thing Namjoon noticed was that Jackson wasn’t there, which Namjoon was both sad and happy about. Sad because he really wanted to see Jackson. Happy because arguing and yelling could not be good for him when he was in rut. Everything stopped when Namjoon came into the kitchen, and Jinyoung run a hard through his hair with a big sigh. “Oh I was worried that Mark had ate you at this point. He caught you up to what is going on? Like we are so sorry, we had no idea that it was going to happen. We thought everybody was far away from ruts, heats and whatever else shit Youngjae goes through.”

Namjoon bit his lower lip and nodded. “Don’t apologize it’s biology. It isn’t like he sat down and thought ‘I’m gonna go into rut now’”

That made Yugyeom laugh a little from his spot sitting on the floor eating cereal. He clearly thought that this argument was stupid. “See I wouldn’t put that past him now let’s be honest.”

Jinyoung looked stressed as he ran his hand through his bird nest of hair. But Mark didn’t let him speak up, instead interrupting him. “Namjoon wants to stay and take part.”

That made both Jaebum and Jinyoung stiffen awkwardly in their postures. They both look at Namjoon like they weren’t sure what to say. Instead Jaebum turned towards Mark. “You suggest we let Jackson wild on him. He is not ready for that!”

Mark puffed out his cheeks. “First of all, he is an adult and he can decide what he wants. I know your overactive caveman alpha brain doesn’t see that right now. Secondly, no I’m not! Since when is anybody ever alone with anybody during ruts or heats? You guys are all the human version of teddybears that can’t be left alone. One of us will always be there, and let’s be honest it’s better that he stays with us and Jackson. This is triggered because he is here. Don’t you think that it is better for him and Jackson that he stays here and joins, and if it makes your caveman brain feel better than he will only stay here when it you or Jinyoung here.”

Jaebum sighed at that, he knew he was taking it too far again. “I’m sorry Mark.” He knew the older omega was right, but he just wanted to protect Namjoon even if he didn’t need it.

Then it was Namjoon’s time to actually speak up. “If it goes too far and I’m not okay I can say no. I know that I haven’t done the best with it. But give me a chance to prove it, I know this is a sexual thing and you have a hard time seeing me with this, but it isn’t like I’m untouched and… I would feel better if I were there, this is might fault as well. I just want to make sure Jackson is okay as much as you want to.”

Jaebum still look hesitant until Jinyoung lightly touched his shoulder. “He is right and you know it, I will take care of him and make sure he is all ready. You go to your meeting. I promise you the dorm will still stand when you are back.”

Oh so there were the real issue. “Okay… Just call me if there is any issues we can all comeback!”

Jinyoung laughed a soft laughter. “I can handle it, now go! The quicker you go the faster you come back.”

Jaebum sighed, it seemed that it was a thing sighing was thing, and he called out for Youngjae and Yugyeom who quickly gathered their things. Namjoon knew that while companies made sure not everybody were busy doing a heat or rut they couldn’t deal with everybody taking days off. So the fact that they had places to be wasn’t to hard to believe.

He had kinda zoned out until he felt Jinyoung grab his cheeks. “I need you to understand that you can say stop anytime. No matter how far Jackson is gone in his rut he will and so will the rest of us. We want you to enjoy this time, also I am not letting anybody fuck you, other things maybe, but not that. Not while the rut can go to your head, do you understand that?”

Jinyoung’s tone left no room for argument so Namjoon just nodded agreeing with him. After all he did found it acceptable, he wasn’t sure if he was ready for it yet. “Is BamBam with him now?” The youngest omega was the only person missing, and Namjoon was damn sure that they hadn’t left him alone.

Ruts were different from heats, while heats could be taken care of by just one person or even by yourself as Mark had proven. Ruts need people, and they first start after an alpha has joined a pack. While yes they were sexual they weren’t about reproduction like heats were. Namjoon knew from biology that some alphas didn’t even knot during a heat, it was about having their pack around them.

Namjoon always found them to be a stupid idea. He still to this day thought they were stupid, but stupid things that smelled good. “Yes Bammie is…”

“Whore,” it came helpfully from Mark who was gathering water bottles, “pack bicycle, thirsty ass bitch, knot slut, any combination of those words.”

Jinyoung looked like he wanted to give up on the world. “You can't… I… Whatever “

“Hey he calls himself that, but should we go and save Jackson from him or just...?”

Namjoon looked confused now. “Wouldn’t it be the other way around? Saving BamBam from Jackson.”

“I keep forgetting you have never slept with BamBam. If you are under the impression that anybody has control over BamBam sexually you are going to be disappointed. Even if you tie him up and gag him… he is still in control,” Mark laughed, “now come on slowpokes.”

With what looked like tons of water bottles and protein bars he wandered towards the second nest leaving Jinyoung and Namjoon to kinda waddle after him. The sight that greeted Namjoon the second he looked into the nest could not be described any other way than amazing. BamBam and Jackson were completely naked both standing on the knees with Jackson arm holding BamBam to his chest, and because Namjoon had amazing timing the second he entered the door a high moan was heard as BamBam came over himself and the bedsheets. Holy fuck.

Authors note:

Get ready for a special chapter Saturday! That none of you saw coming!

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Hidden omega (part 18)

Fandom: Bts (Got7 + Big Bang + B.A.P + Monsta X + Seventeen + Block B) Who doesn’t love a good ensemb Pairing: Namjoon x Everybody Genre: Smut/Fluff/Angst Au: Canon / Omegaverse au Length: 3.1k

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, Part 19

Summary: Baby I’m not a monster?

Jungkook’s head was pounding when he woke up, other than just that his stomach kinda felt like he could eat an elephant or a blue whale, and then he remembered what had happened before.

Oh god… He had hit and a yelled at a member of Big Bang, Big BANG! Why had it seemed like such a good idea at the time? At that was when he noticed something else, his mind was… different, he couldn’t explain it but it was like he didn’t have that cloud on his mind. He moved to sit up when he noticed his upper body being weighted down by… Jimin? Had he slept in the hospital!?

“Minnie?” He whispered not wanting to wake him up too drastically, not that it worked because the door was immediately opened none too gently.

“Mr. Jeon, I see you have woken up finally up, we were starting to worry that the dose we gave you inflicted with you abnormal hormone levels.” Namjoon’s doctor was standing with a medical board looking down at it.

She looked different from the day before. She had looked like the enemy yesterday, somebody who wanted to change him, today she was just Doctor Choi. Why had he thought that? Why hadn’t he listened?

“I can see you're confused, this is a good sign that means the medication has started working. Were you aware that your hormone levels were at an almost dangerous level?” Even though he had yelled at her, even though he had been a terrible person to her she was smiling and talking kindly to him.

He couldn’t look at her, he didn’t feel like he deserved to. “No I didn’t know, I just thought that was what it felt like to be an alpha. Yoongi Hyung always said that alpha’s had to be in control, he said nothing was wrong with me.” Why would Yoongi lie to him?

Doctor Choi sighed, again with that pack alpha. She wanted to tell him that his pack alpha was shit, that he was living in the past, but she was a medical professional and it wasn’t her place to tell him. “Your pack alpha isn’t a medical expert. It’s not expected that he knows stuff like that.” It’s just expected for him not to be a horrible person, but that might not be the best idea to say.

Doctor Choi didn’t believe that Jungkook was actually a bad person, she better than most people knew that you were a victim of your environment. Plus he was an idol and they often left their family packs behind very early to train, she felt sorry for the young alpha. He looked so lost, the worst part was… She wasn’t sure if it was too late for him, she could fix his hormones and maybe let him see the wrongs of his ways, but as soon as he returned home he would be back in a toxic environment.

In front of her she just saw a child, a child that had been dealt a bad hand, she saw how he held the omega, Jimin, close to his body as if to protect him, he refused to meet her gaze. This was nothing like the alpha who growled and yelled at people. “I understand this is all very confusing to you, but I need a little bit of info from you. The anger you felt inside you, has it been there since you presented?”

“Yeah, I just thought that was how alpha’s always felt, I thought it was normal.” It was how Yoongi acted most of the time, he did nothing wrong right?

Jimin yawned as he sat up, freeing himself from Jungkook’s arms “What’s going on?” He asked while stretching.

“I’m just asking your friend a few questions, he is responding positively to the new medication.” At least that was positive.

“Pack mate.” Jimin corrected, he wanted to make sure that she understood that they were pack they weren’t just groupmates, even with how split and dysfunctional they were… They were still a pack.

Doctor Choi just nodded, she had strong feeling about this pack but she would never let her personal feelings get in the way from doing her job. “Yes of course, Mr Jeon you do understand that the behavior you have been showing is highly inappropriate and borderline abusive?” Well time to rip of the bandage.

“Abusive!?” Jungkook almost threw Jimin of the bed in his hurry to get up “I haven’t abused anybody?”

“Multiple people has told of your violence tendencies and how your ordered Mr. Kim around, do you think this is okay?” She wasn’t sure if this way would get to him. She rarely dealt with patients with hormone issues, and she had the feeling that Jungkook’s issues might be deeper than just hormone issues.

Jungkook shook his head almost violently. “Namjoon wasn’t an omega at that point! I couldn’t know.”

“So just because Mr. Kim had yet to present, an issue that is rooted in his own group's inability to make him feel comfortable with himself, that makes it okay? A lot of things aren’t illegal but is not okay. You understand this right Mr. Jeon?” She questions while writing down notes.

While Jungkook didn’t feel the red anger flaming up in him like he was used to, he could feel low simmering anger inside him. She was an omega! And she was treating him like he was child! Like Jungkook was some kind of monster!

He was about to say something he shouldn’t until he felt Jimin’s small warm hand on his bare upper arm. “Kookie calm down, I know this is hard and it is our fault for not seeing it earlier, but we can fix this don’t worry.”

“I know that the red anger is wrong, but it’s pride Jimin! She is disrespecting me as an alpha!” Jungkook complained, but he kept staring down Doctor Choi.

Jimin wanted to yell or throw stuff, but he knew it wasn’t going to fix anything, “Yoongi never fixes anything with yelling.”

“All alpha’s defend their pride in different ways, Yoongi-hyung taught me that!” he peeled Jimin’s hand of his shoulder, but he was still not being rough with Jimin, Jimin hadn’t disrespected him like Doctor Choi had. “She is saying I’m abusive! I’m abusive?”

Jimin didn’t know how to say it to him, he wasn’t ‘abusive’ and Jimin knew that Jungkook loved him, but Jungkook also didn’t see him as an equal. He wasn’t as good at hiding it as Yoongi was, but he had learned from Yoongi who had learned it from an alpha pack. They had always just ignored it, they had learned to live with it.

The problem was, that with all their issues put out there and with what they had put Namjoon through. Jimin kinda noticed that maybe it was time that they actually tried to fix what was wrong with them. Even if Jimin didn’t want to admit that there was something wrong with them. “Kookie please, it’s not that you are abusive you are just a little rough with us sometimes, and you hurt Taehyung.”

“He wanted to fuck me!” Jungkook half yelled out.

Doctor Choi looked at the young males in front of her and decided that it was probably time for her to leave, this wasn’t something she should get involved in. She had learned from trial and error that some issues could only be solved by the pack themselves, as much as she wanted to help. As much as she felt the oldest of the pack showed sign of social anxiety and she just wanted to wrap him up. No matter how she knew that something wasn’t right with their other beta and she just wanted to cuddle him, as much as she wanted to save Namjoon from them and just protect him she knew she couldn’t.

That was the hardest thing of being a doctor for cases like this, she needed to be professional and she knew that interfering would cause more issues, she had to trust that Jimin could solve these issues. She quietly left the room to leave the pack members to their argument, but she waved one of the guards over. This was a unit for alphas with issues which meant that they came with guards.While she didn’t think that Jungkook was going to hurt Jimin, he seemed disrespectful and full of himself, he also wouldn’t hurt an omega on purpose, but she also knew that he might not be completely okay with his hormones.

“Watch over what happens, if the alpha makes a move towards the omega step in, but don’t mind the yelling. They have some things to solve.” She sighed, the guard was a young lady a well built beta.

“One of those couples?” She asked fixing her shock baton in her belt, Doctor Choi nodded with a sigh she hated weapons.

“Idols,” god she was getting too old for this “their pack alpha seems to be from one of the alpha packs, he had left a strong impression on their youngest alpha plus he suffered from hormonal issues.”

“Alpha packs?” The guard questioned, the hand tightened around her baton showing her clear opinion of those kind of packs. “I thought those were long eradicated, aren’t most of them filled with abuse and inbreeding?”

“They are almost gone, but there are still a few left. The inbreeding is just a rumor that we can’t support medically, they normally find the most dominant omega, breed them and more or less beat them to submission. Their idea is that they are trying to breed only alphas, and alpha’s are the superior sub-gender, it's a very toxic community. Just keep an eye on them, I want to make sure that they are okay, their omega seems very soft and naive.” It was easy to forget that while her generation and the generation before them had dealt with alpha packs regularly, the new generation just knew them as more or less old cults all died out, sadly it wasn’t like that.

“Don’t worry Doctor Choi, I won’t let them hurt each other.” The guard assured her as they heard Jungkook yell out from the room.

“HE IS JUST A BETA!” Doctor Choi knew that it was going to a be a long road for the pack, she just hoped that they would all make it through in one piece.

Jimin was up from the bed now, arms crossed in a strong movement, Jungkook was standing at the other end of the room having a put distance between them. Jimin wanted to try and make himself bigger and more scary looking but he knew he couldn’t trick Jungkook. “You let Yoongi-hyung top you!”

“That’s different!” Jungkook insisted “Yoongi-hyung is our pack alpha, he is the only person I would ever humiliate myself for like that.”

“Humiliate? Bottoming is humiliating? You seem to have no issues when it’s me bottoming!” Jimin growled, he felt personally attacked by what Jungkook was saying. He knew that the media liked to humiliate omegas and call them weak for being submissive but hearing that him preferring to be fucked instead of fucking, was like he was getting his worst fear thrown in his face.

“You are an omega, that’s different! It’s you job!” Jungkook was half red in the face with anger, but this time he didn’t have the red in front of his eyes to take over him. This time he was just angry at Jimin, how could he ever act like it would ever be okay for Jungkook to bottom.

“It’s my job to bottom for you? It’s not humiliating cause I’m just an omega?” Jimin said, he voice had lost its fight now, he was just hollow. It was like somebody had ripped away the rose tinted glasses from his eyes and forced him to see Jungkook for the first time. When had they allowed his mind to be this poisoned? Was Yoongi really this bad as well?

Jimin backed closer to the door, tears were starting to threaten to free themselves from his eyes, all the negative thoughts that Jimin had ever thought of himself made it to the forefront of his mind, and he just wanted to hurt Jungkook as much as the younger had hurt him. He knew it wasn’t right or healthy, but he needed somebody else to hurt as well “I… I need to get out of here… I can’t trust you… You are a monster, you are monster that scared Joonie, you are monster that was rude and rough to Taehyung.”

A single tear was gliding down his cheek, and then he took the cowardly way out as he turned around at ran, he didn’t stop running until he was out of the hospital in front of a cab. The tears were now running free on his face as he got into the cab and gave the address he wanted to go to. He needed to be safe, only one person who Jimin knew would keep him safe.

Jungkook was left in the hospital room frozen as Jimin ran out, the word monster kept being repeated over and over again in his head. It wasn’t right! He couldn’t be a monster, he almost felt like collapsing on himself, but he forced himself to keep standing. He thought back instead of thinking about what Yoongi taught him, he tried to remember what his family pack had taught him, back before everybody knew he would be an alpha.

He remembered long walks outside, the pack had always loved being outside. Jungkook could remember just being a little kid, his father trying to keep him close by as his papa chased him through the forest little Jungkook screaming in delight, one of the packs other kids had been hanging on one of the beta’s hips still too young to being allowed to play around on the ground even if he tried to get down.

Jungkook tried to remember of his papa had ever treated his father like an omega, or the packs other omega. No… He couldn’t remember anybody treating people like Yoongi had taught him. Was everything he knew a lie? Even if it was… He couldn’t stop, he didn’t know how to. He never tried to be angry, the anger just came to him without trying, he had been taught to be defensive of his pride.

A young female beta in a uniform stuck her head in. “You okay? Doctor Choi left, you are free to walk around the hospital, but you can’t leave we still need a few more tests from you.” Her smile didn’t reach her eyes, and it was clear that she heard the argument and even more clear that she was judging him.

Jungkook looked down at his tightly fisted hands, he didn’t know who he was anymore, and he didn’t know who to turn to. The only alphas he really knew were his own and… he didn’t know if he could trust Yoongi right now, and Hoseok hated himself for being an alpha. He used to be close to Yugyeom, but after Jungkook had presented he had just kinda stopped talking to him. It had been weird in the start, but now it just made sense. He hadn’t stopped talking to Jungkook because he was busy, he had stopped talking to Jungkook because Jungkook had changed.

“I’m… I’m going to take a walk around the hospital I need to breathe… Am I allowed to see Namjoon?” Jungkook questioned, he… he should apologize shouldn’t he?

The guard just shook her head “No, I’m sorry.”

Hanging his head Jungkook just nodded, maybe keeping the new omega away from him was a good idea. He had alpha ordered the older, god he hadn’t even seen him as a real member of the pack! “You can still take a walk around the hospital, just stay out of the omega area and try not to course any trouble.”

She tried to smile in a soothing way for him, but it was clear to Jungkook how the woman really saw him, Jungkook just nodded he couldn’t even blame her. It made so much more sense now why Hoseok avoided spending time alone with him.

Jungkook wasn’t even sure how long time he had just wandered around in the hall, he wasn’t even sure what he was looking for. He knew that Jimin had left long ago, and the rest of BTS other than Namjoon probably wasn’t here yet, that was when he saw a 3 familiar figures.

Wonshik, Taekwoon, and Hakyeon was leaving the omega ward. All 3 Vixx members seeming to be in a happy mood as Wonshik lightly hit Taekwoon on the shoulder as he teased. “You are such a fucking omega.”

Every muscle in his body tightened as he expected a verbal clapback from Taekwoon. Wonshik an omega was clearly disrespecting Taekwoon who was the Vixx pack alpha.

The clapback physically or verbally never came instead Taekwoon just raised an eyebrow. “At least I’m good at it, something you can’t be.” There was no heat in his voice at all, no change in his stance or anything. It was like he didn’t even care that he got disrespected, was this what a real alpha was like?

Hakyeon just shook his head at the two redheads. “You are both brats that it what you are.” The omega just looked completely done with his packmates shit.

Jungkook was… Shocked… yeah that seemed to be the real word, he had never before thought about how other packs were. He only ever paid attention to his own. He had never really thought about it before, could he be an alpha like Taekwoon? An alpha who didn’t feel the need to protect his honor, an alpha who didn’t see himself like others.

He got ripped out of his thought when Taekwoon noticed him “Jungkook-ah? Namjoon isn’t allowed visitors until later, apparently they need to do tests on him.”

“Please teach me not to be a monster!” Yeah… Yeah maybe that wasn’t how he should have asked…

Jimin had finally arrived at his destination, and only when he knocked on the door he did realize that maybe he should have called ahead. But it seemed that luck for once was with him as Baekhyun opened the door looking confused. “Jimin?”

Jimin didn’t answer, he just threw himself in the arms of the redhead. Luckily Baekhyun seemed to have expected it as his fellow omega tightened his arms around him in a comforting hug until he noticed… “Jimin! How far along in preheat are you!?”

Authors note:

Who has been sick! I HAVE!

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Hidden Omega chapter 16

Fandom: Bts Pairing: Namjoon x Everybody (+ Got7 + BigBang + B.a.p) Genre: Smut/Fluff/Angst Au: Canon/ Omegaverse au Length: 3.4k

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17

Summary:

Yoongi says his goodbye until he finds something he didn’t plan on, and B.a.p becomes the first pack to court NAmjoon!

Doctor Choi had noticed Junhong sneaking into Namjoon’s room, but she had decided to let him. After spending 30 years as a doctor she would like to believe that she was good at judging people’s characters, and she didn’t find the very tall omega to be threatening in any way. He kinda just felt like a very very over sized puppy to her, an oversized puppy with an agenda. So she let him sneak in, she had a good feeling about him.

When she saw Namjoon’s heart monitor slowly rising, she knew what was going on and she shook her head laughing quietly to herself. Oh kids, she could remember when she was that young, she had to admit they moved a lot faster that they did in her time, but who was she to judge!

She did her duties before returning to Namjoon’s room, she had to admit even with his half starved body she could not deny that the new omega was a looker, not in the normal idol way, but he had something about him.

While Namjoon seemed shy about the fact that she knew what they had been doing, the tallest of the omega’s just seemed proud. “Visiting hours are long over, I have sent everybody else home and it’s time for you to go home as well Mr?”

“Choi, Choi Junhong,” Junhong told her, still perched on Namjoon’s lap. “I understand, may I do something first? I got a little… Distracted.” The last part he giggled out.

Doctor Choi nodded, “Yes go ahead, but I expect you to leave no matter what the answer is.” While she was pretty sure she knew what Junhong wanted to ask Namjoon, she didn’t know these two’s friendship and she couldn’t expect Namjoon to say yes.

Junhong suddenly looked very serious. “Namjoon I know we aren’t as close to you as your own group, or Got7, but we are friends. You know we respect and like you for you and not just your new sub-gender. We don’t need a new omega we have a perfect balance with all the sub-genders, but we would like you. We could love and respect you in the way you need. You are a great leader of your group and you are nice and soft when you need to. Would you allow us to court you?” He cringed inside, it didn’t come out right and he didn’t get to say all the things he had been told to say. It more or less just became word vomit.

Namjoon’s first instinct was to think that Junhong wasn’t being serious and that he was simply making a joke on Namjoon’s account. But then he remembered Daesung’s and Bang-PD’s words to him, that combined with blondes hopeful facial expression made Namjoon think that this was actually real. He was actually asking him… Namjoon… If they could be allowed to court him.

Did he want to be courted? Could he see himself joining the B.A.P pack? Could he be happy with them? What about BTS? No, he promised that he would let himself be open to other packs, and he could see himself being part of the B.A.P pack. He liked all the members. He liked the fact that even after all the drama with their label, that they all seemed to support each other. He could see himself with them… He would be happy with them. He nodded slowly at first, before remembering that something as important as this probably deserved a verbal response. “Yeah, I would like that… Just please be patient with me. I don’t always get these kind of things, and I still don’t really understand that I am an omega.”

And then he was attacked with a kiss, he was mostly shocked over having a way too tall boy in his arms kissing him that he didn’t even get to enjoy it or react to it. Doctor Choi laughed a soft laugh from where she was standing. “I am sorry to break this up, but it’s time for you to leave Mr. Choi and time for me to talk a little with you Mr. Kim.”

Junhong just nodded, he still felt happy that Namjoon had actually agreed to letting them court him. He thought he had botched it with his poorly worded speech vomit. He jumped off the bed giving Namjoon another quick kiss heading for the door, before he took his leave he turned around in the door entrance and smiled at Namjoon. “Please text us when you get out of here, or we will just assume that you died and prepare for your funeral.” He stuck his tongue out at Namjoon before leaving the doctor and patient together.

“So Mr. Kim, I am Doctor Choi I will be your doctor while you are here for your stay and after. I am sure you have some questions for me, and I have some for you as well.” She sat down in the chair next to his bed.

Namjoon thought for a second, he wasn’t sure where to start he had so many questions. There was one that was more important than any other question though. “What is wrong with me?”

She sighed mentally, sometimes she hated being right. She had hoped that presenting as an omega would take the worst of the doubt away, but sadly it didn’t. “It seems like we need to take this from the start. Mr. Kim there is nothing wrong with you at all, you were always an omega. It seems to be that a toxic mindset and environment has lead your body to believe that to be able to survive you would have to be something you weren’t. This is a defense mechanism, we can track it back to olden days were packs would mate away their omegas seeing them as useless. Now that society understands that omegas are needed, and especially with the recent rise of omegas in media we see very few cases like yours, but there is nothing wrong with you.

That… Wasn’t what he expected, even after what everybody else had told him he expected some long list of all the things that was wrong with him, was this really it, no… no “There has to be something wrong with me, I… there is something in my head, it keeps… I can’t explain it.”

“That doesn’t mean that something is wrong with you, it’s your omega body telling you that you are not treating it right. Your friends have told me how most physical contact with you has been avoided, this means that your body hasn’t gotten the kind of stimulants that it needs. You have more or less starved it of that one thing that it needs… Contact. Now that it is clear for everybody what your needs are and that your needs should be filled.While the voices and depression will take awhile to get rid of that doesn’t mean that there is anything wrong with you.”

Namjoon felt like he couldn’t breath. There was nothing wrong with him! But why did he feel like there was, he grabbed onto one of the scented dolls next to him without even thinking about it. As he hugged it to his chest the smell of freshly washed linens washed over him, calming him. Huh, Daesung was right, it really was the most calming scent. He couldn’t look at the doctor, he felt like an idiot to be honest.

Doctor Choi didn’t push him. She could understand how he was feeling and she knew that pushing him right now wouldn’t do his mental state any good. So she pushed onto another important topic. “While you and Mr. Jung were having your fun did you produce any slick?”

She knew it wasn’t really a comfortable topic, but she was a doctor and knew that this was important, and it couldn't be ignored just because they found it awkward. Namjoon buried his head in the doll as he shook his head.

The statement made her relax her shoulders. “This is good, that means that your body has realized that you are too underweight to support a heat. Had you produced slick that meant that your body would start going into heat soon, as it is normally supposed to after presenting. This doesn’t mean that there is something wrong with you.” She tried to stress the last part as much as she could, she had worked with suppressed omegas before, never anybody as long as this, but she knew how toxic their minds could be.

“So I am still going to have a heat at some point? I’m not broken?” Up until now he never thought that this was a thing that he was worried about, but with Junhong talking about heats and Doctor Choi mentioning it.

She smiled at him, a calming smile that made him feel a little bit of hope. “With the tests we conducted on you while you were unconscious we came to the conclusion that your body is still able to go into heat as soon you are at a weight it can support. I will also say at the the best of my expertise you will be able to carry children as well, at this point I would like to put you on birth control already today, with you career I assume that unplanned pregnancies might not be a good idea.”

Oh god, he could have kids? Oh god that was a terrifying idea, he could destroy a phone now a child? Yeah birth control sounded like a good idea. Birth control… that meant he would be having sex, real full sex? In a nest… He would be allowed in nests! His face lit up like a christmas tree.

“Do you have any more questions?” Namjoon just shook his head. For now he didn’t have anything more to say, he had already been given more than information to take in. “Then I think it’s time for you to sleep now, it has been a very long day for you, and you still aren’t done healing yet.”

Namjoon just nodded. He was tired, which seemed like it was his natural state of being recently as he closed his eyes to sleep he didn’t even notice how he cuddled closer the doll still in his hands, he was so tired.

On the other side of town Hoseok got home to an dark house, a dark house that smelt of fresh baking. At first he was happy, that meant Seokjin was home! He almost ran to the nest. He still didn’t know where Yoongi was, Jimin had been allowed to sleep by Jungkook’s side, Taehyung had disappeared as well, and he desperately needed his pack. The problem was when he arrived at their nest, the bed was cold and empty. He felt like he had been kicked in the stomach. He started searching for Seokjin, what if something had happened to the older beta!? It turned out Seokjin was fine, he was in the other guest bedroom that they never used. Hoseok didn’t know why he hadn’t just gone to sleep in the pack bed, but something stopped him from just picking up Seokjin and carry him to the nest like he normally would. Seokjin had chosen not to sleep in the nest. Hoseok walked back to the nest with his head hanging low, what was happening to them?

As he laid down to sleep he never felt this alone since they started BTS. They had promised him he wouldn’t have to lead anything, why did it feel like suddenly everybody forgot about all their promises to each other? As he closed his eyes he felt lost and cold… Their nest was close alone.

Jimin looked at the bed they had prepared for him next to Jungkook’s but he knew that he wouldn’t be using it. Instead he climbed into Jungkook’s hospital bed to cuddle closer to the young alpha who was still knocked out. He placed a light kiss to his cheek. “I know you can’t hear me Kookie, but things are going to change soon I can feel it. We are going to get you healthy and get the help you need. I’m sorry I didn’t notice how wrong things where, you have always tried to help me when I have felt bad. I’m sorry we weren’t there for you as well.” He nuzzled his head into his scent gland.

“I know this is my fault as well, I know… I know that I take a lot to handle sometimes, with my insecurities I know. But I’m going to do my best. We are going to get you fixed, and then we are going to make sure Yoongi is okay, and then get our Namjoon back, and we can all be happy again.” Jimin knew it wasn’t going to be that easy, but he had to believe! Somebody in this pack had to believe in it.

He rested his head on Jungkook’s shoulder, he couldn’t sleep there were to many thoughts in his mind, he needed to work hard to get this to work. He picked up his phone from the bedside table and opened a password protected folder called ‘motivation’. Every single one was a screenshot hate comment. He used the to make himself better, looking at them made him work harder. If he ever thought of skipping a day in the gym all he needed was to look at the pictures of anonymous people on the internet calling him fat, and suddenly it was easy to go to the gym.

“I will work hard for all of us Kookie, believe me we are going to fix all of this.” As he put his phone away, his mind finally tired out, as his eyes closed his last thought before sleeping was, I can do this for us.

Yoongi found his way into the hospital room hours later, his short skinny body was shaking and water was dripping from his mint green hair. He stroked Jimin’s cheek softly first before kissing Jungkook’s hair. “Hyung doesn’t know what to do.” He sighed, hours on the roof he still had no idea what he was suppose to do. He couldn’t understand why Bang PD-nim thought he needed therapy, there wasn’t something wrong with him! But he couldn’t give up music either, and if he was removed from BTS would he be allowed to stay in the BTS pack?

Music meant so much to him, but while he could go back to the underground he would never get the same amount of respect after having been an idol. “Don’t worry, hyung will find out the right thing to do. There is nothing wrong with you Kookie, just a little bit of hormones. Minnie even if we don’t always have the time to tell you you are amazing, our little omega.”

He left another kiss on top of both of the other males before he left the room. He stopped in front of the door to Namjoon’s room and he rested his hand on the door. “We need to talk don’t we? I am not sorry for what I did, I am sorry for what the outcome was, but I stand by what I did. We will talk, you know you belong to us. I’m going to make you see it!” He wasn’t ready to really see Namjoon yet.

Time to go home and check on the rest, he almost decided to walk before he realized that it was probably a much better idea to get an uber. Him accidentally getting killed was not going to help anybody. The smell of chocolate chip cookies hit him as soon as he entered the dorm and he wanted to stop for a second to look over what Seokjin had made. But his instincts told him that he needed to find his boys. His first stop was the nest, where he expected to find both of his boys locked in a big cuddle ball.

He turned out to be wrong, instead he finds Hoseok alone in a bed looking way too big for him. He was curled up with all of the blankets looking like an actual physical nest around him. Yoongi knew he did it to be surrendered by everybody's scent, the shorter alpha fluffs the pillows around him. “I know you don’t want to lead, but you might have to step up soon babe. I know it’s going to be hard and it will trigger some memories, but it has to be done. I trust you.”

Another soft kiss to Hoseok’s cheek before he starts searching the house for the rest of BTS. He finds Seokjin sleeping with small smile on his lips. “Hey hyung, it’s nice to see you smile. A lot of changes are going to happen, I think we both know it. I know that your anxiety is going to work against you baby, but you need to work with Hoseok to keep the kids under control and happy. I don’t know what Bang PD-nim are going to do when I refuse to go into therapy. There is nothing wrong with me Jinnie you know there isn’t.” He ran his hand through Seokjin’s soft pink hair. “Please protect them when I can’t.”

He searched the rest of the house for Taehyung, but their resident 4D was gone. Yoongi sighed. Taehyung did this, when something was very stressful or especially if one of them had to go to the hospital. He would disappear for a day or two and then come back with tons of different scents on him acting like nothing was wrong. He sighed and hoped that Taehyung was at least warm and safe. He put his shoes back on and headed for the studio he could atleast get some work done before he got put on hiatus.

Got7 was all cuddled back in their nest. Zico spooning up behind Jackson, having showed up shortly before they all got sent home. After having explained what had happened to Namjoon they had taken the Block B member back home with them. Block B’s dorm was a lot farther away than their dorm and Zico was the only member currently in Seoul. When they had gotten to the dorm they had left him alone to talk with his pack on the phone, but when he had come back he looked determined. “We have decided that we want to court Namjoon.” He said it like they hadn’t already known.

Jaebum nodded. “So have we, but no hard feelings? We all just want Namjoon to be happy.”

“Yeah, I am happy if he is, I just don’t trust BTS.” Zico helped Jackson pull off his shirt before he spooned up behind the shorter alpha.

BamBam who was currently being sandwiched by both of the betas mumbled into Jinyoung’s collarbone. “Does any of us really? Junhong texted me, Namjoon agreed to letting them court him. He also mentioned Shownu says that they plan on asking permission as well when Namjoon is less… Surrounded by people.”

Mark laughed a little. “Wonsik says that they want to talk to him as well, that one just as friends, he seems to take anything done to rapper omega’s very personal.” They all laughed a little at that, Wonsik was a scary as fuck omega when he wanted to be.

Youngjae spoke up. “5 packs. That’s how many want to court him… Suddenly I feel better knowing that it is much less likely he will pick BTS with those odds.”

They all just nodded, tired after the long day at the hospital and one by one all the idols fell asleep.

In the studio farther away a certain mint haired alpha had found something Namjoon never wanted him to. Tears were streaming down his face as he read the lyrics ‘Oh god what have I done’

‘One morning, I opened my eyes And wished that I was dead I wish someone killed me In this noisy silence’

Authors note: That is the lyrics of always if people wonder. That is real Namjoon lyrics

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