The Bottom Namjoon Collection!

The Scent of Peaches (Vmon)(Omegaverse)(NSFW)

Made for the Omega Namjoon fest Season 2

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"Mr Kim? Mr Kim, are you still with me?" the older beta woman at the desk raised her voice, but she didn't yell. She was strict but not mean. Her voice was full of soft, caring tones as she called him back to the present.

Taehyung shook his head to get rid of the fog that had gathered. "I am here," his voice croaked, and he reached for the water that was always close by for appointments such as these. It had been over a year, and they never got any easier, but he was at least not stuck, staring for minutes into the air, stuck in his own mind without any way of getting out.

"Did you hear what I said?" they had been working together for even longer than these meetings had been going on, slowly trying to get him used and ready for the world.

Picking at his scent patch, it wasn't a full coverage one, just one that would remove the worst of his scent, not mask it completely. "I don't think this is a good idea." he couldn't meet her eyes, she had so much faith in it, and he didn't deserve it. "I will attack him and hurt him, and then we are back at square one."

Her laughter was calming, familiar, and not the cruel one he had gotten so used to. She was laughing at a joke he was part of, instead of laughing at him, "even if you did attack him, I am pretty sure that you wouldn't be able to hurt him. Namjoon is... one hell of an omega." she saw his expression and was quick to try and calm him "not in that way Mr Kim, never in that way, I would not do that to you. We both agreed that you needed to start at least attempting to communicate with omegas."

"I am not ready!" Taehyung wanted to curl in on himself. He wanted to cry, to fight and push away. He couldn't do this! He wasn't ready. He was gonna hurt somebody again.

He hadn't noticed that he had zoned out until an old wrinkly hand was placed on his shoulder "stay with me, Taehyung, you are not back there." She only called him Taehyung when it was serious, and it helped him focus back on her and on the reality happening around them.

"You can't make me do this!" his entire body was shaking as he wrapped his arms around himself in the hope of just a little piece of comfort.

She crouched in front of him "you have been going to see me for a long time now Taehyung, you have made great progress, but it is time to take the next step." her eyes were so kind and sweet as she looked at him with the only trust in them "I wouldn't push you into this if I didn't believe you were raid. I specifically requested Namjoon cause I think he would be a good fit for you."

"He is still an omega." Taehyung didn't want to attack anybody. He never wanted to be that person, but he knew himself. He knew his history. He knew what would happen if he was alone with an omega.

"We can't be stuck here Taehyung, we have to move forward. If it doesn't work, if either you or Namjoon are uncomfortable, we pull it back and try in some other way, but we have to at least try."

He didn't want to agree. His heart was in his throat, all he wanted to do was run away, but slowly he nodded "okay."

She stood up, stretching her back out. "I am proud of you Taehyung, this is not an easy step to take. Namjoon will be here Friday for our next meeting. I am sure you will both get along great. He is a very sweet guy."

Taehyung had to fight himself to not mumble that omegas always seemed nice at the start until they showed their real face. He knew that wasn't true logically and that he would get chewed out for it.

There were 3 days until Friday, and Taehyung almost cancelled multiple times. Coming up with crazier and crazier ideas and reasons why he couldn't meet this man that was meant to help him.

His anxiety was racing, but come Friday, he still showed up in Doctor Choi's office, wringing his hands as he sat in his regular chair "if you are not ready, Mr Kim, it's okay to back out."

"I don't want to back out." a lie. He wanted nothing more than to run away and never have to look back on what was happening.

"Okay, just know at any point if you want a break, if you need space, you can say so. Namjoon is trained just as well as I am, this is not his first job, and he won't judge you. Are you ready to let him in? I promise I will stay here for the first meeting." her voice held that motherly that always made him feel warm on the inside. That made him feel safe and as if nothing could harm him, not here.

He nodded. He wasn't sure if he could find his voice even if he tried, but it was enough for Doctor Choi to trust him, "you can come in now, Namjoon; we are ready."

Taehyung wasn't actually completely sure what he had expected, who he had expected, but the man who walked in the door was definitely not it.

Tall, even taller than Taehyung probably. Much taller than the average omega, face more angular and well defined, with none of the soft baby fat that seemed to stick to a lot of other male omegas. His shoulders were broad, and his arms well muscled. His blonde hair was slicked back, but only lightly, and not enough to make him seem like a douche.

His thin lips were settled in a smile that felt natural, speaking of somebody who would smile often and genuinely, little dimples sitting deep in his cheeks, and his eyes were sparkling with kindness.

It was a sweet look that really crashed with his arms. His black button-up had the sleeves folded up to his bicep area, showing off the wide array of different tattoos that all flowed together in a perfect pattern, without seeming planned at the same time.

He looked nothing like what Taehyung had expected, and he honestly wasn't sure what to think about it. He was wearing scent patches. Of course, he had probably been briefed on how Taehyung reacted to scents.

The thing was that the patches he was wearing were not the ones favoured by most people. Those were skin coloured, which blended perfectly with the skin. That meant that people couldn't see when somebody was wearing patches. Meant to hide the idea away. Namjoon wasn't wearing those. Instead, on both his wrists and both sides of his neck were covered in neon coloured scent patches.

The patches were screaming, ' I am here, you have nothing to worry about, ' it was something that Taehyung had never before considered that maybe he wanted. Knowing the omega was covered made him relax.

"Mr Kim, right?" The omega sat down on the couch Taehyung was already sitting on, but making sure that there was enough space between them that Taehyung still had his own space.

A little dumbfounded, Taehyung just nodded. The man was... beautiful. Maybe not the classical beauty of an omega, but beauty nonetheless, at least in Taehyung's eyes. It was the first time in a very long time that he had been next to an omega, and his inner alpha hadn't gone rabid.

"It's good to finally meet you, Mr Kim. I heard a lot about you."

"Taehyung." Taehyung was quick to interrupt, he didn't know why, but he didn't want this man to call him by his last name. He wanted Namjoon to see... him. And that was a very conflicting feeling for the alpha.

Namjoon, on his side, did not get dissuaded from that, instead just nodding "then I insist you call me Namjoon in return. Especially since we are gonna see each other, a lot of this works out well."

"I... " Taehyung shuffled away a little "I don't want to hurt you."

Namjoon's eyes went soft. He reached a handout, palm up, but stopped halfway to Taehyung, letting the alpha cross the last distance if he felt so.

"You are not gonna hurt me Taehyung, I have looked over your file, and you are making good progress. I would not put myself at risk if I didn't believe that you could do it." his voice was kind, but it was also steadfast. He clearly believed in what he said. He was not to be pushed around. "I think we should trust my own belief in my safety more than we should trust anybody else."

Taehyung... honestly didn't know how to argue against that. He couldn't really tell a full-grown man that he knew better than Namjoon did when it came to his own safety. So with a shaking hand, he took Namjoon's hand in his.

That was the first step, a little piece of trust between them, as Namjoon gave his hand a light squish "so tell me about yourself."

Taehyung just kinda assumed that they would have gone straight to it, that they would have started with Namjoon wearing no scent patches and just forcing Taehyung to get used to it. Instead, that was not what had happened.

They had talked for almost two hours, not about anything specific, but just getting to know each other. Namjoon avoided any topic about the reason while Taehyung was there, instead talking about movies and music. Namjoon seemingly really liked music, and listening to him talk about it was something Taehyung had really enjoyed.

It was the first time in a very long time that Taehyung managed to have a real conversation with an omega without his inner alpha going crazy trying to defend itself. Instead, it seemingly just purred happily in his chest as it listened to every word Namjoon spoke.

When the time was up, Taehyung realised that they had been holding hands all the time during the conversation. When Namjoon let go, his hand felt strangely empty, a feeling he had never had before.

As they got ready to leave, Namjoon gave Taehyung a scent proof bag "it is just lightly scented. We start this way with our therapy. I know that you will probably react badly to my scent at first, but that is okay. It's just exposure. If you wanna rip it, that is fine, but try as long as possible to stay near it, okay?"

Taehyung couldn't do much more than agree with the man. Just nodding along as Namjoon's sweet words made him feel safe.

They didn't hug as they parted, it would have been way too early, and there would be a real chance that Taheyung's inner alpha would have kicked up a fuzz being so close to an omega. Still, Taehyung kinda wished that they had hugged. There was just something about Namjoon. His smart, intelligent, but caring words.

Taehyung hadn't felt anything like it before, his heart beating, and his skin was feeling sweaty.

It was all a lot, and he didn't know how to feel about it, let alone what to do about it.

Staring at the scent proof bag with an evil glare, Taehyung could not believe that he was about to be beaten by an inanimate object. He knew what would happen the second he opened it, the second he let the scent spread in the room, he would go rabid.

He knew the feeling. His throat closing up, his heart picking up speed, and his alpha fighting in his chest, yelling in his head 'fight fight fight. ' so conditioned from his abuse that it didn't trust any omega. Fearing that the omega would be like his father.

Taehyung didn't want to think that about Namjoon, not when the man had done so much to try and make him comfortable. Not when the man was the first person that Taehyung really felt as if he could relax around.

Still, he knew he had to do this.

Taehyung's hands were shaking as he slowly unzipped the scent proof bag, a soft fluffy blanket being revealed. He had a few seconds to think happily about how he was happy that Namjoon hadn't given him something as cliche as a hoodie, the scent on that would have been much too strong for Taehyung to deal with.

Then the scent actually hit him. As soon as he registered it, his entire body seized. His brain knew what would happen. He would start growling, start thinking he was getting attacked. His inner alpha was gonna want to defend itself. Anger and fury were going to be more than Taehyung could control.

It was always what happened when he smelt an omega.

Peaches, sweet summer peaches that was the scent that hit his nose, and all the muscles that he had tightened up getting ready to fight, just relaxed. His inner alpha purred in his chest, and Taehyung had never smelt anything like this before.

He didn't want to attack. He didn't feel threatened nor scared. Taehyung felt safe and warm. It was a feeling he never before had with an omega. Before he could even think about what he was doing, Taehyung buried his face in the blanket, taking a deep breath to get as much as the sweet peach scent into his lungs.

With every lungful of the sweet scent, Taehyung felt himself relaxing more and more. In the end, he was just lying on the couch, face buried in the blanket as he more or less purred happily.

That... had never happened before.

Three days later, Namjoon and Taehyung had to meet again, still in the centre for alpha treatment, but this time without Doctor Choi. Taehyung honestly didn't know what and how to do about himself.

Taehyung was mentally constipated. Yes, he knew he was emotionally constipated, but even he could read the writing on the wall. He liked Namjoon. He had only met the man once, but somehow every part of his body, from his looks to his personality, drew him in. Then there was his scent. Taehyung couldn't possibly describe the pull of Namjoon's scent. He couldn't explain nor describe exactly what it was that drew him in about it. Namjoon's scent made him feel safe.

It wasn't just Taehyung. It was his inner alpha as well. His inner alpha had never before been so calm. When the scent had slowly disappeared from the blanket, Taehyung had felt a real longing. He had felt real loss.

When Namjoon entered the room that they were meant to be meeting in, Taehyung couldn't stop himself from feeling sad that Namjoon was wearing his patches. Those patches that were meant to help Taehyung had suddenly become something that kept him away from Namjoon.

"Taehyung! You look good. The blanket went okay then?" Namjoon's bright voice called out as he sat down next to Taehyung on the couch, once again offering the alpha his hand as they had done in their last meeting.

This time there was no hesitation from Taehyung as he eagerly took Namjoon's hand in his, intertwining their fingers "yeah, it went really well." Taehyung could feel his cheeks heating up.

There was no real way to tell your therapy omega that their scent made you feel at home and safe. Instead, he just went with a very light version of the truth without lying.

Namjoon seemed happy at that, as he squished Taehyung's hand, "I thought today, we could try where I just partially take off one of my wrist patches." he let Taehyung run a finger over the bright mint patch there without even questioning it "and then when it starts becoming too much, then I will put it on normally, and we can go to the gym. Even getting you used to my normal scent with my scent glands pumping. At any point, if it is too much, then we can stop, and we take a step back rethinking what we are doing."

It was sweet that Namjoon wanted to make sure that Taehyung was comfortable every step of the way. Part of Taehyung knew that Namjoon's pure scent would be different, but he was still... excited.

Something inside of him wanted more of that sweet summer peach skin. He turned Namjoon's hand over, so his wrist was towards the ceiling, the scent patch fully on display "are you sure this is okay?" Even if Taehyung felt comfortable with Namjoon's scent, well more comfortable than any other omega, he also knew that there was a legit chance that he would act out.

With his free hand, Namjoon guided Taehyung's fingers to the edge of the patch before pulling away, giving the control over to Taehyung "this is my gland that is the least active, so it should be easier for you to deal with. And I trust you, Taehyung."

There were butterflies in Taehyung's stomach, butterflies he didn't know what to do with "why is the glandless active?" Taehyung' couldn't stop himself from asking. He didn't move to pull the patch off yet. Instead, he traced one of the soft inked flower stems covering Namjoon's lower arms.

Namjoon's smile faltered for just a second, turning bittersweet at a memory "when I was younger, I had an accident, I scraped up my entire right arm." he guided Taehyung's fingers up his arms so that he could feel the scars hiding under the tattoos "that is why I started getting these, tho the rest has less sad stories, and are more cause if you start getting tattoos, it is very hard to stop getting tattoos." the was more to the story, but Taehyung felt that maybe it was a bit too early to ask about it.

"And it hurt your scent gland?" his inner alpha felt uncomfortable, but for once, it wasn't about being close to an omega. Instead, it was about somebody hurting Namjoon, even if it was just the ground.

Damn, he knew that alphas could at times get very protective when it came to omegas, but Taehyung had never felt it himself. Now he suddenly understood why Jungkook acted the way he sometimes did towards Hoseok, if the protectiveness was even stronger than it was for Taehyung at that moment... yeah, suddenly that made sense.

"Yeah," his smile was a little grim before he cheered up "the hospital managed to fix a majority of the damage, but the scent is still very low on it. I used to hate it, but when I found out that it made me a good immersion therapy omega, I was happy. I always cared a lot about alpha health. I have two alpha parents who adopted me. So this was a perfect fit for me."

Taehyung wasn't stupid. He was fully aware of what Namjoon was doing. He was giving Taehyung pieces of his backstory in a way to build trust. It was a pretty standard technique, textbook you would say so. Still, even if it was a textbook move, it was still trust. Namjoon had shared an important and probably painful part of his story if the scars were anything to go by.

The right social thing to do was to offer something in return, offer a piece of his own history back to this man. Just thinking it made Taehyung's pulse rise, his heart beating faster, and he could feel the panic starting to pick up.

No, he couldn't relive it! No! He couldn't. He just... then soft, but large hands were on his face "Taehyung come back to me, you don't have to tell me about yourself, that is not what this is about." that voice, Namjoon... when had he closed his eyes? He was hyperventilating, wasn't he?

"I..."

"It's fine Taehyung, I didn't share it with you as a way to make you share your own trauma. This is not a transactional relationship, where I share something, so you have to share some of yours." His voice was kind but not letting go of Taehyung's face that he had so gently cupped.

Taehyung couldn't stop himself from leaning into that soft hand. It was the first time he had not feared an omega's hand on him. He was so used to small but harsh hands. Namjoon's hand was much bigger than a normal omega, and Taehyung found that he liked it. It helped him focus on the fact that Namjoon was a person, that Namjoon was different.

"That doesn't feel fair." Taehyung was hesitant as he finally opened his eyes, looking at Namjoon.

His brown eyes were full of concern, but there was still a slight smile on his thin lips. His dimples were on show, and Taehyung got distracted, wondering if he could poke his pinky in it.

"The world isn't fair." Namjoon let his hand fall down, so he was no longer cupping Taehyung's cheek. It was first then that Taehyung noticed that he was still holding onto Namjoon's other arm, tracing the scars under the tattoos ", but if you really want to pay me back, my favourite ice cream is pecan peanut butter."

That was such a weird flavour that Taehyung couldn't help but giggle. "I like vanilla. I am very boring." he felt as if he could finally smile.

Namjoon laughed, a full one, instead of the tiny barely hidden one media favoured displaying omega's with "I think most would argue that I am just weird, but a good vanilla can be better than most other things."

"Weird is good." Taehyung looked down at the arm he was holding, the bright mint patch reminding him of exactly why they were here. Taking a deep breath to psyche himself up, "I think I am ready now if you still think it is a good idea."

"Let's do this then!" Namjoon's tone was once again that of a sweet, supportive person. But not that of somebody just agreeing because they wanted you to feel better, but an authority who knew they were right and were just waiting for you to realise that as well. In all honesty, having somebody speak that form, in the form of actually believing in him.

Taehyung was slow and hesitant at peeling off just half of the scent patch. His hands were shaking, no matter how much he stopped them, and he was glad that Namjoon was clearly pretending that he didn't see it.

He only peeled off half of it, not sure if he could deal with the eternity of it gone. In all honesty, Taehyung was kinda afraid that while he had loved the scent of Namjoon on the blanket he was given, the real deal would just be too much for him to handle. That he would attack Namjoon without wanting to.

The scent of peaches slowly spread in the room, it was, as Namjoon had said, much, much weaker than that of a fully healthy scent gland, but it was still there, still present and still very omega. It was different from the blanket, more potent, more... everything.

His mind felt clouded. There was still the distress in his inner alpha at first, as the omega part of the scent hit him. Still, just as fast as the omega part started making him panic, the peaches drew that panic out of him, making him able to relax and feel calm.

No scent had ever done that to him. No scent just drew him in and made him feel safe. While he liked alpha and beta scent's just fine, as they didn't make him panic and feel afraid, they still didn't do this to him.

Another deep breath, his instincts were almost fighting inside him.

On the one hand, he couldn't help but relax and feel comfortable. The scent of peaches, taking hold in his nose, making him feel things he had never felt before. On the other hand, there was the scent of omega. It was no way as strong as other people, but it was still there.

He could feel the panic rise, only to be then soothed by the peaches. He was getting whiplash from his own feelings and emotions.

Still, he didn't try to attack Namjoon in defence "too much!" he choked the words out as he let go of Namjoon's arm.

Quickly pulling the scent patch back over his scent gland, Namjoon pulled away a little, looking at Taehyung with almost sparkling eyes. "I am so proud of you!"

Taehyung stared at him, confused "for what?" his words sounded choked more than anything else.

"You lasted almost 15 minutes! That is so much better than anything I could ever have expected. You didn't even react either. When you felt overwhelmed, you told me, instead of letting your alpha try to fix it for you." His smile was so wide that Taehyung couldn't help but just stare. Maybe if Namjoon weren't the cutest person Taehyung had ever seen, he would look more like the joker with that wide smile. To Taehyung, he looked like an angel.

"I still failed."

"Taehyung," the voice was kind, and when the scent was gone from the air, he reached out, offering his hand for Taehyung to take once again when he was comfortable.

With the omega part gone from the scent as the scent gland was covered up, only the peaches lingered around. Taehyung was more than happy to take the man's hand, his fingers finding the scars covered by the ink.

Namjoon just let him, as he continued his little speech, "the goal today was not for you to magically be okay with omega scent. The point of this is to slowly get you used to it so that you can handle it in your day to day life. You did so well today Taehyung, I didn't think you would be able to last more than a few minutes. I have scent neutralising spray in my bag, so we could instantly remove all the scent around us if it became too much. The reason I suggested that we go to the gym afterwards was so that you could get a shower before we went in and wash any of my scent off you if any of it stuck to you."

Taehyung couldn't explain why, but the idea that any of Namjoon's sweet peaches would stick to him. He didn't want that scent off him, the omega part was gone, but the peaches stuck around.

He didn't know how to describe it without being creepy. Taehyung never before had to worry about being creepy towards an omega. His fears were always how to not be cruel or rude to them. This was something new "I... I like your scent."

His voice was so quiet that Namjoon could easily have missed it, even if it was clear he hadn't as his cheeks got a bit of a rosy colour "oh... thank you." he looked down at their hands "it's meant to be summer peaches, but in all honesty, I am not sure what the difference between summer peaches and regular peaches are."

"They are fresher, not as overly sweet as regular peaches." Taehyung was quick to add, "your scent is fresh. It reminds me of peaches you can hold and bite. Instead of peaches that almost melt in your hand, it's... it's a nice scent." Taehyung was pretty sure he was blushing even harder than Namjoon, both of them unable to look the other in the eyes.

"I am glad you like it atleast. You did really well today."

Taehyung's inner alpha was purring, and honestly, Taehyung wanted to purr just as much.

The rest of the evening went fairly well. Going to the gym with Namjoon was... hard. The facility they were in had a private gym, so they didn't have to leave, but seeing Namjoon in short workout shorts was... bad for Taehyung's brain.

He was not a foreigner when it came to attraction. He had felt attraction many times, and while he might not have been able to be with omegas, nor wanted to, he had still gotten laid more than a few times. So attraction was something he had experienced before.

Never had it felt the way it felt as he looked at Namjoon, the man stretching as they got ready for some cardio before hitting the weights. Now out of his normal formal clothes, Taehyung could see even more tattoos.

His mind supplied that he would love to see if even more tattoos were hidden by the loose tank top and the tiny shorts ( how were they so tiny, and were there a tinies version for Taehyung to compare them to? Simply for scientific reasons only).

Seemingly realising Taehyung's eyes on him, Namjoon just shrugged with a little grin on his pretty lips. "I told you so when you first start getting inked, it is really hard to stop." yeah, it was a good idea to just let Namjoon believe that the reason Taehyung was staring was because of the sheer amount of pretty ink.

"Does it hurt?" Taehyung looked at the soft flowers snaking their way up his thighs "are they all flowers?"

"Some hurt more than others. I have one on my sternum, that one was painful, and yeah, all of mine are flower-themed." he traced a little series of sunflowers on his calf, "they all have different meanings, following the language of flowers. Sunflowers are happy flowers. They bring joy and happiness. I got them after the first person I helped professionally was ready to stop seeing anybody. It was sad to see her go, but it was a happy time because she was okay. She was gonna be okay."

"That's..." Taehyung was honestly in mild shock. How was somebody so sweet, so earnest, and so willing to give the world everything "that's really sweet of you. Do you have flowers for all of the alpha's you have helped?"

Namjoon nodded, a small smile on his lips "in some way or another, yes, sometimes it's just a petal, sometimes it's just a bulb, sometimes it's multiple flowers. All of them matter to me. I don't want to forget any of them."

In all honesty, Taehyung had complicated feelings about it. He wasn't sure that he wanted to be a flower for Namjoon one day. Well, okay, he wanted to be a flower for Namjoon, another story important to him, but he didn't want to be just that.

He had never before gotten so attached to another person, let alone an omega. Namjoon was special. He meant so much already.

Taehyung knew that their gym trip was to get him used to Namjoon's natural scent, that one that wasn't from his scent glands but from his normal sweat glands. Taehyung hadn't really considered that it meant that Namjoon needed to work up a real sweat.

A real sweat, meaning that Namjoon would be covered in it, would make his shirt stick to his body, outlining strong pectoral muscles. Namjoon was gorgeous, and Taehyung was suffering.

He had nice looking friends. He had been to the gym with nice-looking friends before. Still, none of them made him feel the way that Namjoon made him feel. Taehyung couldn't look away from him. The smell of man was heavy in the air. It still had the undertone of omega, but since most subgender scents came from the scent glands, it was very light. Most of it was just a manly musky smell, with undertones of peaches.

It was now also the second-best thing Taehyung had ever smelt. His mind couldn't help it but provide him with the idea of Namjoon smelling that exact way after working up a sweat in a much more sensual way.

Yeah, that was probably not a good way to think about the man meant to help him with his issues, but Taehyung couldn't stop it. Every part of Namjoon drew him in, made him feel comfortable and safe. It wasn't just his look or his scent. It was his personality as well.

Namjoon made him feel like himself, something that nobody else had really done in so long, he didn't expect Taehyung to just suddenly be okay, but he didn't treat him like he was just his disorder either. He was a person with a disorder, not just his disorder.

It was nice. Namjoon was nice.

He was also doing pull-ups, and those arm muscles were doing things to Taehyung's loins that he was not ready for.

In the end, it was... an experience. Taehyung was very happy that the centre hand single stan changing rooms.

When they split for the day, Taehyung was the one who went for a hug. Namjoon seemed surprised but also happy, hugging Taehyung's form close to him. A little purr was heard from Namjoon's chest, making Taehyung's heart skip a beat.

The purr meant that Namjoon's omega was comfortable. You couldn't fake purrs that, together with scent, were so tied to sub genders, so tied to who you were underneath everything. It just couldn't be faked.

Namjoon was happy with him. Namjoon's omega liked him.

Taehyung was pretty much floating on a cloud the entire way home from his appointment.

Googling ' What do I do if I am in love with my therapy omega?' gave weird results, most of them being romance books, and some even being erotica. There wasn't a lot of guiding help, outside of just Don't make them uncomfortable! They are at work.

That was... very good advice. Taehyung never wanted to make Namjoon uncomfortable. So the logical choice was clear. Don't admit to anything while he was still getting treatment. Maybe afterwards, when he was no longer Namjoon's client, maybe he could say something.

That turned out to be a lot harder than Taehyung had expected at first. Their next meeting was less formal; instead, it was in Taehyung's home.

The idea was that it would train his inner alpha to be more comfortable with an omega in his space. Instead, what his inner alpha was focusing on was their omega in their space.

Taehyung was not proud of exactly how much time he had spent on making sure that every part of his apartment was as clean as possible, making sure that there were soft pillows and blankets, ( yes it was unlikely that Namjoon wanted to nest there, but what if he did? Then Namjoon should damn well have the option to. And okay, maybe both Taehyung and his inner alpha really liked the idea of having Namjoon be comfortable enough to nest there.)

He even made sure there was food there, which had led to him having a mild meltdown when he realised that he had no idea which kind of food the omega liked.

First, when Jimin had smacked him over the head for being stupid, did he get his head on straight. So he just tried to make it look as casual as possible with some fruit and some other small stuff. Just to make sure he had it, but not to make it seem that he was trying to impress Namjoon, even though that was clearly what he was trying to do.

He just wanted to... take care of Namjoon.

He owed Jungkook an apology from all the times he made fun of the baby alpha for how he acted around Hoseok's heat. Maybe... if all of this with Namjoon went well, if he got better, he could actually meet Hoseok in person. The omega meant so much to his best friend, and Taehyung always felt guilty that he didn't dare to meet him. He didn't want his first meeting with this man that Jungkook wanted to spend his life with, being that of panic. He didn't want to attack Hoseok. He wanted it to be... good. Maybe it could be good. He was starting to have hope, something Taehyung had long since given up on. It felt weird to have it again.

Having Namjoon in his space turned out to be less stressful than he feared it would be. At first, he had fuzzed around, but after Namjoon had complicated his interior design, he had felt a lot better and more comfortable. They had started their meeting with just casual talking, Namjoon talking about his dog and making Taehyung even more excited. Since he didn't know if Namjoon dealt well with dogs, he had let Yeontan stay with Jungkook. Knowing the omega, he felt so strong for, didn't just like dogs, but loved them. They spent almost 20 minutes just talking and showing pictures of their dogs before they got to what this visit was actually meant for.

Namjoon once again let Taehyung control how much of the patch went off. Taehyung wanted to tear it all off, to bathe in as much of Namjoon's sweet scent as possible. To have the omega scent his apartment, to show that he liked it.

Of course, he knew that those dreams were not possible yet. So he settled for pulling it halfway off. They both waited in bated breath as Namjoon's scent spread in the room.

Trying his best to distract Taehyung from the fear he was feeling, Namjoon tried starting a conversation, just something small. Honestly, Taehyung was not really listening. Maybe he answered it, maybe he didn't. He didn't actually remember as the scent of peaches swirled around him.

Just as it had before. The part of it that was just Namjoon made him feel calm, made him feel that he was safe. Knowing that it was the undertone of omega, he needed to be careful off, prepared Taehyung for it as it finally hit him square in the face.

He could focus on Namjoon, focus on the part of the other man that made him feel safe. He was tracing the flowers on Namjoon's arm, helping them ground him as he did his best to ignore the omega parts of it.

It was easier, but still not that easy. The tattoos and Namjoon's deep voice talking softly around him made it more handleable, but still, after a while, he felt it was too much, as he covered Namjoon's scent gland with his hand, "I... I..." he felt disappointed in himself, he wanted to be able to go the full few hours they had together in his apartment.

Namjoon didn't seem disappointed "you are making progress so fast. I can't even believe it, that was almost 40 minutes! It was clearly hard for you, but you did so well! Even now, just you covering my gland seems to help. You don't even need me to remove it completely."

"But I wanted to be able to be normal with you." Taehyung hung his head. He knew that his alpha scent was going rotten in the air. He was so disappointed in himself. Which omega would want an alpha who couldn't stand being around them for longer periods of time.

"Wait, no, Taehyung, listen to me. There is nothing wrong with you. The idea of normal is a severely outdated idea. By normal standards, I would be more abnormal than you, based on my height and tattoos alone." with his free hand, the one still covered with a patch, he put his hand over Taehyung's in a calming movement, as to make sure that Taehyung knew he was here for him "you have some issues, yes, but you are working hard to get through them, and you are doing well. I need you to understand that, Taehyung. I am not just being nice. You are doing really well. This step was meant to first happen next month. We have only met 3 times, and you still break every idea and hope I had for you. I can't explain how proud I am of you."

"But I could do better." Taehyung's hands were shaking, and he couldn't get himself to meet Namjoon's eyes. It was simply just too hurtful. Even if Namjoon wasn't disappointed in him, he should be!

"We can always do better, which is why there is a next time."

"But..."

"There is no but's, all there is pride." Namjoon's voice was so kind, and his hand left Taehyung's to instead help Taehyung raise his head, so they could look into each other's eyes. "Rome wasn't built in a day."

Taehyung was overwhelmed by an urge to kiss this man. Just show him how much everything he said mattered, just being able to express all the complicated feelings he never before had.

His inner alpha was screaming mate mate mate, and Taehyung couldn't find it in himself to disagree, if anybody were ever made for them, were ever meant to be their mate, it was Namjoon.

He didn't even realise that he had started to lean forward just a bit until he managed to fall into Namjoon's lap in sheer shock as his doorbell rung, and then a few seconds later, somebody aggressively kicked his door.

Taehyung was so ashamed that his choice was to roll onto the floor to get away, making him slam his head into the ground "oh god! Taehyung, are you okay!"

His entire world was spinning, and Taehyung wasn't really sure that he was okay "angel...."; his words were mumbled as his head tried to figure out what was going on. Namjoon just looked like an angel bending over.

The omega did blush, but he was also quick to get it together to giggle "charmer, are you okay?" another kick was heard at the door, as the person yelled, "TAEHYUNG!"

How was Jungkook so loud? The world was still spinning as Namjoon just giggled, reaching down to smooth down Taehyung's hair in an easy but a soft movement. "I am gonna go open the door, then we check if you got a concussion. Something tells me that he is not gonna stop knocking for a while."

Which made sense. Jungkook was very stubborn. His world was still spinning as he just nodded, letting Namjoon go on his way. It was kinda sweet that Namjoon was gonna meet one of Taehyung's friends that mattered so much to him. Jungkook had always been there for him, with Taehyung not being able to be around omega's, it led to him having few friends.

Jungkook had stuck around cause he was an... alpha as well. Taehyung's eyes went wide. Jungkook was an alpha! Namjoon was an omega, a sweet soft man. Oh god! What would Jungkook do? He was an alpha!

Taehyung was running fully on instinct ( and not very smart instincts). He was up from the floor as fast as possible, ignoring how the world was spinning. All he could think about was the fact that Jungkook was an alpha, Namjoon an omega, and Taehyung had to protect him!

"Joonie? What are you doing at Tae's place?" Jungkook seemed surprised, and his voice was hesitant.

Namjoon didn't get to answer, as the next second, Taehyung had his arms wrapped around Namjoon from the side, pulling him back while bearing his teeth at Jungkook. Jungkook seemed surprised, but not as much as Namjoon, who almost lost his balance "Tae!"

Taehyung eyes were focused on Jungkook, on another alpha in his space while Namjoon was there. While the omega that he and his inner alpha had decided was theirs ( Which was something he would have to think more about later.)

Poor Jungkook looked so confused as Taehyung growled at him. Luckily he didn't look scared. Well, Luckily for their future friendship, at that moment, with all alpha hormones rushing through his body, it was not something he felt lucky about.

His inner alpha was growling inside him, feeling that the other alpha, not being afraid, meant a challenge "aren't you an omega, Joonie?" Jungkook looked at the growling alpha in surprise before looking back at Namjoon then realising something "your job! You are the one meant to help Taehyung. Why didn't you tell me?" Jungkook was full-on pouting, which, yes, Taehyung would have found cute if he was more in his real mind.

Namjoon didn't even try to get himself free from Taehyung's grasp, instead just relaxing into it. Something Taehyung found to be the best thing that ever happened in the world "you know full well I can't tell you about my clients, plus I didn't know you and Taehyung are friends. You tend to give all your friends a nickname and only refer to them like that as if we could understand what you mean by that." Jungkook scoffed at that clearly disagreeing, and Taehyung growled at him again.

"I see it's going well."

"It really is. He is making great progress. He might find you encroaching on his territory. We were going through immersion therapy when you knocked on the door. You might have startled him." Taehyung was not really listening anymore, as Namjoon reached up to run a hesitant hand through Taehyung's hair, which did make the alpha relax a little, even if his eyes didn't move from Jungkook "did you want something important? I think it might be better if you leave if possible so I can calm him down."

Namjoon was so calm and in control. Taehyung's inner alpha felt comfortable around him, even if he didn't trust Jungkook. His mind was still so fuzzy as he tried to really wrap his head around what was going on.

Jungkook was not wearing patches. He never was. One of the reasons was the fact that he was lazy. The other was that his alpha scent was always good at keeping Taehyung grounded if they were out and accidentally ran into an omega. Now instead of being calming, Taehyung hated that it was so close to Namjoon that it might get stuck on him.

"I just wanted to talk about the new Genshin leaks, but I think might not be the time right now." Jungkook looked at Taehyung with teasing eyes, "but I am happy to see that treatment is going well."

Sighing, Namjoon rubbed the bridge of his nose "you are not gonna tease him with this." All people in the room knew that wishing for that would be near impossible. It just wasn't who Jungkook was.

The alpha pouted, "but look at him, he is growling, like a cute little puppy."

"I can hear you!" Taehyung tightened his arms around Namjoon, but his senses were starting to filter back in. His voice had a loud growling to it, which really were meant to be threatening, but with how NJamjoon giggled and Jungkook looked judging, something told Taehyung that he might not be as successful as he was attempting.

"Jungkook." Namjoon's voice was cool. "Taehyung will call you, now go home and jerk off to your video game wifeus."

Offended, Jungkook scoffed, "I have you know that I am part of the Cult of Zhongli's ass."

"I don't know what that means." Namjoon had a raised eyebrow, and Taehyung, who had managed to look away from Jungkook for just a moment, couldn't help but appreciate just how beautiful he was when he was judging Jungkook.

"Boomer."

"Brat."

"I am gonna leave now!" he made it sound like he was punishing Namjoon by leaving instead of doing exactly as Namjoon had asked of him. Turning around on his heel, he huffed and left, closing the door behind him with a loud bang, leaving both Taehyung and Namjoon to wonder what was going on exactly.

"Well, he as dramatic as always." Namjoon was sighing before looking at Taehyung "is there a chance you will let me go?" his words were soft, but he wasn't trying to push Taehyung off him, instead just letting the alpha cling.

He giggled a little as Taehyung shook his head. His alpha instincts were still running through his body in a way he couldn't stop. Some of Jungkook's scent had gotten on Namjoon, not a lot of it, but still some of it.

With Namjoon having his scent glands covered, it wasn't as if Taehyung could smell his scent.

Without thinking about it, he reached out with his wrist, where his scent gland was, rubbing the gland against Namjoon's shoulder where some of the scent was strongest.

Namjoon didn't try to stop him; instead, he just let Taehyung do it. He didn't even giggle. He just stood there until Taehyung was finally done "am I better now?" his voice was so sweet, and with Jungkook gone, Taehyung finally started letting go of the grasp his inner alpha had on him.

Finally coming back to himself, Taehyung found himself rubbing at Namjoon's neck with his scent gland "wait, what?" his mind felt hazy and full as he quickly pulled his hand back "where is Jungkook?"

"Jungkook went home. You didn't react that well since we were mid therapy, so we decided it was better for him to go home. How much can you remember?" Namjoons voice was kept steady as he reached out, hand upwards as he had done before so Taehyung could take it if he wanted to.

Taehyung was mortified by what had happened, but he still couldn't say no to the idea of holding hands again. Something about it just always spoke to him, always made him feel so comfortable. With blazing cheeks, he took Namjoon's hand in his "I am sorry." the words were mumbled.

He could not believe that he had actually done what he had. He had never before lost control of his inner alpha in such a way. Well, okay, that was a lie. He had lost control of his alpha, but normally it was in fear. It ended terribly. Never... wanting to protect somebody, especially not an omega.

What he expected was a lecture, was for Namjoon to scold him, to tell him to control himself better. What he got was Namjoon blushing, cheeks burning bright, as he looked away from Taehyung. Taehyung would have been worried if it wasn't for their hands still holding and the little smile on Namjoon's lips.

It was not the same sweet, kind smile that Namjoon so often would wear. No, there was something more to it. Something almost... actually, Taehyung couldn't set a finger on it, but it did make something swirl low in his gut.

Oh, that was... that was a feeling. Suddenly butterflies made so much more sense.

"It's okay if anything, I think it shows progress." with his free hand, Namjoon was playing with the edge of his shirt "and it wasn't as if you hurt anybody, at worst you growled at Jungkook, and honestly, he could need that at times." both of them could agree on that, cause Jungkook was a confirmed brat.

Taehyung wanted to laugh, but he could still feel the mix between butterflies from Namjoon's smile but also other fear and disgust of what he had done. "I have never done anything like that before. Whenever I lost control, it was always against omega's... this... I am really sorry."

Twisting his hand in Taehyung's Namjoon pulled him in slowly for a hug. So slow that it was clear that Taehyung could stop it at any time if he wasn't comfortable with it. Taehyung wanted nothing more than to just fall into Namjoon's arms, so he did. Letting the omega wrap him up in a hug.

It was still so weird that Namjoon was bigger than him, that he was taller and wider than Taehyung. It was so uncommon for an omega, but it felt so right for Taehyung. Namjoon's warm hand slipping out of Taehyung's to wrap around his shoulders instead. "Don't apologise Taehyung, I am an adult. If I wanted to get out of your hold, I could have. I know that you feel this way, and I can't stop you, but if you ask me. This is actually progress for you. This showed that your inner alpha is slowly accepting me, accepting omegas. We aren't there yet, not completely, but this is a start. This is progress."

Namjoon sounded so excited about it that Taehyung couldn't find it in himself to tell him that he was pretty sure that Namjoon was unique. Taehyung didn't really believe that his reaction to another omega would be the same.

Still, it was better to let Namjoon think that than tell him the truth. The horrifying truth that Taehyung was pretty sure that his inner alpha was already in love with him, and Taehyung's himself... was falling more and more every day.

He couldn't find it in himself to answer. The words just weren't coming to him. Luckily it didn't seem to matter. Namjoon didn't demand answers from him. He was happy just holding him until Taehyung had managed to get himself back together enough for them to start having a conversation again.

They didn't really talk about it. Neither of them felt that they needed to. Instead, they sat on the couch, eating pecan peanut butter ice cream that Taehyung had remembered from their first conversation.

It was kinda cute how Namjoon got so excited about the ice cream, and he seemed genuinely touched that Taehyung had actually remembered what he had said. Which was crazy cause Taehyung was paying such good attention that he was pretty sure he would be able to recount Namjoon's face and eyelash count by pure memory.

They talked the rest of the evening. Taehyung didn't exactly know how many hours Namjoon were meant to spend with him. The joys of universal healthcare meant it was something that he himself didn't have to think about. He just assumed that Namjoon would say when he had to leave.

Which he did in the end, as the sun started to set.

Taehyung's inner alpha wanted to whine. It didn't want Namjoon to leave. He didn't want the sweet omega to leave their safe home. He didn't try to stop him. He had already overstepped once that day, which was more than enough.

As Namjoon got ready to leave, Taehyung was hesitant and a little shy as he asked, "can you... scent a blanket for me? So I can try and use it to get used to it? I think it could be good for me." That was partially true, the other part of it that Taehyung was not ready to admit the fact that he really wanted to keep some of Namjoon's scent around. It just... it did things to him. It made him feel comfortable.

Leaving scent on items left more of your personal scent on it, instead of leaving just the omega part of it.

Namjoon seemed surprised, but he didn't say no, instead just tilting his head a little to the side, looking adorable. "Which blanket would you prefer that I scented?" god bless NAmjoon and his way of just rolling with things without questioning it too much.

Taehyung didn't get to see Namjoon actually scent it, which kinda made him sad. To avoid any accidents, Namjoon scented it in another room since he had to take off his scent patch and left it there behind closed doors as he went to leave.

They shared another hug, and for just a moment, Taehyung wondered what would happen if he just... didn't let go. If he held Namjoon close and just didn't let him go.

Of course, he didn't actually do that. No matter how much Taehyung wanted to, he didn't feel the need to embarrass himself more.

As Nanjoon had left, leaving Taehyugn alone in his apartment. He was about to embarrass himself again. He didn't plan to. It really wasn't something he had expected to happen. He had just wanted a blanket cause it made him feel happy. It made him feel safe and good.

He let the blanket stay in the room alone for a few hours. It would get the most obvious parts of the omega scent out while leaving Namjoon's own amazing scent still on it. It was so hard to not go there, to not try and get closer to the blanket, to actually wait. He still managed, and as soon as a few hours was gone, he hurried into the room, burying his face in the blanket.

The scent of peaches was strong, and Taehyung couldn't stop himself from curling up around the blanket. Wondering if this was how it would be if it was Namjoon that he got to cuddle instead of a made-up version of him. Instead of just a blanket.

Burying his head in the blanket, purr in his chest. Taehyung wondered exactly which scent gland Namjoon had used to scent it. Was it his wrist gland? The one that only worked half? The one that he used when they were doing immersion therapy? Or maybe it was the one on his other hand. Maybe that one worked better.

Closing his eyes and imagining Namjoon scenting it, he wondered if maybe Namjoon had used his neck gland. Those glands were normally always covered up. It was just seen as a common courtesy thing. Between friends, the neck gland could be used. Taehyung and Jungkook used to scent each other when they were younger using neck glands. The idea of Namjoon rubbing his neck gland against the blanket, maybe even purring, made something set on fire inside of Taehyung.

Then another thought hit him like a lightning bolt, what if it wasn't the neck gland that Namjoon had used, what if it was... his thigh gland. It was the strongest gland that anybody had. What if Namjoon had used that one.

It was often a very... erotic gland. Scent marking and scent sharing from that specific gland were only done between lowers.

Taehyung didn't even realise that he had started rutting his hips against the part of the blanket between his legs while he was burying his face in the other part of the blanket. The scent of peaches was so fresh, so nice, and they were mixing with Taehyung's own scent so perfectly.

He couldn't stop the little whine from escaping his lips, imagining Namjoon with the blanket between his legs, no trousers or underwear on as he rubbed the blanket against his scent gland, working his thick peach scent into it.

It was the most erotic image that Taehyung could ever think of. He couldn't explain exactly why it was firing him up as much as it was.

Namjoon on this exact couch, scenting Taehyung's blanket, in Taehyung's house, as a gift for him. Leaving it there cause he wants it to stay with Taehyung.

Fuck. Taehyung couldn't stop himself from sneaking a hand down to press the blanket closer to his crotch. He wasn't even in his right mind to realise that he was eagerly humping his hand and blanket. It was so easy to imagine Namjoon with him. To make up fantasies in his mind, to think about things and just get lost in that fantasy.

Namjoon with him.

Namjoon here.

Namjoon's scent.

Namjoon's smile.

Namjoon's hands.

Namjoon's dimples.

Just Namjoon. All of Namjoon.

As he imagined rubbing Namjoon's thigh scent gland, an orgasm was torn from his body, taking him completely by surprise as he dirtied up the inside of his own trousers. He hadn't expected it. He hadn't been ready. Some part of him hadn't even realised that it was where he was going.

Taehyung had been pretty much scent drunk, unaware of his own body, of his own body, instead just laying in his own pleasure.

Even then, orgasm having ripped through his body as he was heavily breathing, trying to catch his breath again, he still couldn't really wrap his head around. Rolling over to his back, the blanket still clutched in his arms, Taehyung started to really understand what had happened.

God, meeting Namjoon again would be awkward.

It was awkward.

It was really fucking awkward to meet Namjoon again for their next session. This time they were out, meeting in a park. The idea was that Namjoon would wear his patch mostly off while they took a walk. The fresh but harsh and cold november air would be strong enough that it wouldn't overwhelm Taehyung.

The problem was that Taehyung's worry was not on his reaction to Namjoon's scent. It was how the hell he was meant to look the omega in the eyes after he had jerked off to his scent. More than once.

It wasn't that Taehyung had planned on doing it more than once, but he just... he couldn't stop himself. The scent of Namjoon was just... so much.

How could he look at Namjoon after he had done such a thing? Namjoon was just waiting for him, looking cute with an oversized puffy jacket as the wind messed with his hair. His cheeks were red from the wind, and Taehyung wanted to rub the tip of his own nose against Namjoon to heat them up.

The way Namjoon's eyes lit up as he happily waved at Taehyung when he saw him made it too easy to imagine that this was a date. He wasn't even sure since when he was okay with going on a date with an omega, but now he had to try his best to convince his inner alpha that they were not going out with Namjoon, no matter how dan fucking cute he was.

"I was worried you wouldn't be able to find it!" Namjoon seemed so happy and sweet as he spoke. As if Taehyung would ever be able to miss. Not only was Namjoon taller than most alpha's, and his bleach blonde hair an easy way to see him from afar, but he was also wearing a bright screaming rainbow coloured scarf.

He was probably the easiest person to see from afar.

All Taehyung could do was pull his hat further down, hopefully having it covering his heated up ears as he shyly shook his head "you gave good instructions." that was a lie, Namjoon was clearly terrible with directions, but the omega seemed so genuinely happy that Taehyung had found his way with his directions.

How Namjoon was so fucking sweet and cute at the same time, Taehyung had no idea.

"So shall we take a walk?" The park was fairly large, with a pond in the middle they could walk around. They had considered bringing their dogs along, but Namjoon had just kindly said that maybe it was not a first time kind of thing. (Taehyung's mind had been in the sky with the idea that it wouldn't be the first time they would be doing this.)

Instead, they just walked happily along together. First, when they had walked a quarter around the pond, keeping a light conversation, did Namjoon ask, "are you okay with me taking off the patch now? We are walking in a direction so the wind won't blow it in your face." it was early, so there weren't many people around.

He still couldn't stop his eyes from darting to an omega running past them but still keeping distant. He thought he would react for a moment, but Namjoon had reached out to hold his hand, and that had been enough for Taehyung to calm down enough.

"If you think it's a good idea." Taehyung still didn't have much trust in himself, but he would do it if Namjoon thought it was for the best. So far, the omega had been right every time, and he had a way of making him feel more comfortable and trusting in his own ability.

"I wouldn't suggest it if I didn't think you could do it, Tae." Again, Namjoon just knew what Taehyung needed to hear, the pet name. Something Namjoon had never given him before made his cheeks flare. If Namjoon said it, it had to be right.

"I am ready then." Taehyung's voice was shaking a little, but at least he felt a little more steady with Namjoon's words clear, and Namjoon didn't seem to judge him.

The omega was walking on the other side of Taehyung, with the scent patch he was about to take off on the side away from Taehyung. Namjoon just kept up their small talk, so Taehyung didn't even notice the patch was off until a few moments later when a change in winds blew some of the scents into his head.

It was just for a few seconds, peaches hitting him first, and then the omega part. He didn't panic but gritted his teeth. So conflicted by his love for Namjoon's scent but his fear of the omega part from it.

Without even thinking about it, Taehyung reached out to grab hold of Namjoon's hand. The omegas hand was cold from the winds, but Taehyung couldn't find it in himself to care about something as silly as that. All that mattered was the fact that Namjoon's skin against his was enough to make Taehyung feel more comfortable, to make him feel safe. The omega part still made his instincts run a little high, but Namjoon's peaches together with his hand were enough to keep Taehyung calm.

Without even skipping a beat, Namjoon gave his hand a little squish making sure that Taehyung knew he was there, but no questioning it as he intertwined their fingers, just kept going with their conversation.

It wasn't that Taehyung was just magically okay with the omega parts of Namjoon's scent, but it was easier. With the fresh air, Namjoon's hand in his and a light conversation going, it was easy to pretend that they were actually on a date. That they were just... being together.

Taehyung was falling in love. It was terrifying, but at the same time, it felt so free, and he felt there was... hope for him.

They walked for almost 2 hours without Namjoon's scent gland covered. Taehyung loved every moment of it, and not for a second did Namjoon let go of his hand. When they had walked two times around the pond, it was finally time for them to start going back to the entrance. Taehyung didn't want it to end. These times talking with Namjoon meant so much to him.

He was learning things about Namjoon that he loved. Little things like how the man liked his coffee or about how he had accidentally dropped a cup of tea over himself at a store. Turned out that Namjoon was a huge clutch, and Taehyung couldn't stop himself from thinking just how cute that was.

Namjoon was cute in general.

First, when they got to the entrance, did Namjoon let go of his hand, and the second they were no longer touching, Taehyung was already missing it "you did so well, Taehyung." Namjoon sounded so genuinely excited and happy for him. "I knew you could do it, but even I didn't expect for you to do this well!"

"I could only do it because of you," Taehyung admitted. He wasn't able to look Namjoon in the eyes. He was too shy. All he could do was stare down at his own hand that Namjoon had let go of. "I would never have gotten this far without you."

"I don't believe that." Namjoon's words were so kind and sweet, "I trust that you would have gotten there, with or without me. Yes, I have helped you, but none of this could have been done without you."

"But..."

"We always struggle to see what we have done ourselves. My friends tell me that it is the sign of a good person, I choose to believe it." Namjoon's words sounded like that of somebody who had gotten that exact speech multiple times.

Then again, Taehyung could argue that it was Namjoon himself that couldn't see how much he was helping, but he also knew that it wouldn't help much if he tried to argue it with Namjoon.

"Still thank you, for making me believe that it can be better. That I can do this." Taehyung was biting at his lower lips, still hanging his head, with his shoulders tight, avoiding looking at Namjoon.

"I am glad I could help you Taehyung, I think with just a meeting or two more, you will be ready to try and meet another omega!" Namjoon's sounded cheery, and Taehyung could feel the panic building up inside of him.

"I...-"

Again, Namjoon interrupted him "I will go with you, Taehyung, for the first meeting, I promise you can do it. But I will go with you if it makes you more comfortable." it was so easy to forget that Namjoon wasn't just a friend, but somebody actually paid to help him.

It was so easy to just... treat it as a date.

"Would you really do that?" Taehyung were finally looking up, meeting his eyes.

Taehyung couldn't feel as if he was getting lost in the omega's eyes, they were dark brown, but still, there was so much expression in them. Taehyung didn't even know that a pair of eyes could be so expressive.

Namjoon's eyes, so kind, looked at him "of course I would, I..." then it was Namjoon's turn to be a little shy. "I know this is my job, but I genuinely do want you to feel better, to get better."

Well, if Taehyung was trying not to fall deeper in love with Namjoon, those were not the words he needed to hear. "Namjoon..." he wasn't sure what he wanted to say. Maybe he just wanted to say Namjoon's name.

Hesitantly he opened his arms "hug?"It felt so good to be able to ask that and not worry that he would react badly to Namjoon's scent. It felt good that he wanted to hug Namjoon.

Namjoon's eyes lit up, and he didn't even hesitate to walk into Taehyung's arms. He was still nice enough to keep his wrist with the free scent gland lower on Taehyung's back away from his nose.

The omega was so warm, so soft in his arms. Well, okay, maybe not soft. Namjoon was packing a fairly large amount of muscles, but in Taehyung's arms, he felt... soft.'

They didn't say anything. They didn't need to. They just embraced each other, standing there still. Namjoon's scent, this close, had the clear omega part to it, but now after so much exposure to it, it was easier for Taehyung to ignore. The omega part was easy to dismiss, to get over when Namjoon was in his arms. He was right there, making him feel comfortable, making him feel safe.

As it started lightly dripping from the sky, Taehyung pulled back a little. They were almost nose to nose, and he froze. He didn't know what exactly to do with Namjoon so close to him. Their noses were almost touching, and it seemed to take Namjoon by surprise as much as it did Taehyung.

His eyes went wide, but he didn't move away. Just standing there, seemingly as unsure as Taehyung himself was in the idea of what they were meant to do at that moment, they just stared at each other.

Taehyung wanted to kiss Namjoon. There was nothing he wanted more than to kiss Namjoon. His eyes darting down to the omega's lips. They were so close by, he could kiss him. He could kiss Namjoon, god he wanted to so badly.

The terrifying thing was that Taehyung would have kissed him. He wanted to, and he wasn't sure he would have been able to stop himself when Namjoon looked like that.

Luckily he didn't get a chance to, cause in the next moment a tiny dog barreled into Namjoon's legs, forcing the omega to let go to stop himself from going face first into the dirt.

Part of Taehyung was kinda sad that he didn't get to at least try, and a bigger part of him was just relieved that he didn't get to embarrass himself. Still, the look in Namjoon's eyes would be a look that would stay with him for a long while. It was a look that he never wanted to forget.

For just a second, Taehyung had actually believed that Namjoon would have wanted to kiss him.

The split afterwards was a bit awkward. Both of them seemed to have realised that they were having a moment.

The scent was almost completely gone from the blanket when Taehyung got home after the meeting, but he still buried his face in the soft fabric, hoping to just catch a bit of the sweet peaches to centre himself.

He... touched himself again, but he would like to not think too much about that. If he did, it would probably not be great.

There was... really no good way of going about it. Every day Taehyung was falling more and more, and he just didn't know how to deal with it. How... to deal with any of it.

So he chose to ignore it.

Sure he had almost kissed Namjoon. Sure there wasn't a moment where he didn't wonder how soft Namjoon's lips would feel against his. There wasn't a second where Taehyung wondered how Namjoon would kiss.

Nope, he could ignore all of it! Yeah, he could ignore it without any problems. It was just love. People ignored it every day, right?

They had one more meeting in Taehyung's house. They had agreed that Namjoon would arrive with his scent patch already gone. Just like all the other times, Taehyung was worried about them going too fast, but Namjoon had faith in him, and Taehyung was way too gone on love to even start to question any of it.

It would probably have been more awkward if Taehyung didn't have to fight himself between wanting to run away from the omega in fear of the omega part of his scent or just curl himself up into Namjoon's lap and enjoy every single second there with the peaches.

Namjoon, always understanding Namjoon, seemed to understand the different parts of him that were at war with each other. He just kept an easy one-sided conversation easily, not even demanding or expecting anything from Taehyung.

It got easier with more exposure to it. While Taehyung could still feel his inner alpha ripping in his chest, it got easier to control it. It got easier to focus on Namjoon's peaches over the omega part of his scent.

He wondered if it was Namjoon specific or if he would be able to do the same with other omegas. There was a bit of hope as he looked down at Namjoon's hand in his.

Neither of them had seemingly even thought about it when they went to hold each other's hands. It was just their norm now. Taehyung was happy, he felt safe holding Namjoon's hand.

At least this time, he didn't almost kiss Namjoon. There were definitely moments where he couldn't stop thinking about kissing Namjoon, but he didn't try it. He was focused on just working through the scent issues. It was becoming easier the longer Namjoon was there. Taehyung felt almost normal. No matter how much Namjoon didn't want him to see himself as abnormal, Taehyung couldn't stop it.

He loved every moment of it, sitting on the couch, holding his hand while tracing the scars under the tattoo. He was learning more about Namjoon with every moment passing, and as the hour crept by, Taehyung was getting better at actually taking part in the conversation. He was eager to show Namjoon things about himself.

Taehyung couldn't explain the rush going through every time Namjoon showed any form of appreciation for something Taehyung was saying. It was a rush that was near impossible for him to explain. All he knew was that he wanted to please. That he wanted to show the omega that they were a good match.

After the first hour, Namjoon had suggested pulling off his other scent patch, while Taehyung had been hesitant on it. He had agreed in the end.

What Taehyung had expected was to start over from scratch, having the same reactions to Namjoon's other scent gland as he had the first one before he got used to it. Instead, he got pleasantly surprised. While his body did react, it was to a level where he could control it. Namjoon's scent was stronger, but so was the peach part of it. As long as Taehyung focused on that, focused on the scent that calmed him in a way that nobody else had.

It wasn't easy, but it was doable. This was not back to square one. This was actually real progress. Taehyung couldn't help it. When Namjoon went to leave, a happy smile on his pretty lips, Taehyung wrapped him up into a tight hug, mumbling into his shoulder, "thank you... thank you so much."

"Don't thank me for all the work you have done Tae, I have just been part of your journey. All of it is because of you. I might have helped you, but all of it was because of you." Namjoon sounded so kind, so sweet, and so serious.

He was hugging Taehyung close. The alpha felt... safe in Namjoon's arms as he hugged the omega tighter ", but I would never have been able to do this without you."

"Maybe you would have, maybe you wouldn't. Luckily we will never have to find out cause you are stuck with me now."

They said goodbye after that, and Taehyung had no idea how to really feel about it anymore. No idea what to do. His feelings for Namjoon were growing, getting more complex. He didn't know what to do with them anymore. He didn't even know how to keep them all inside of himself.

Their next meeting was luckily not a one on one, this meant that hopefully, Taehyung could not make too much of an idiot out of himself.

Or at least that was his hope.

He also really did try his best at not panicking over the fact that the plan was to go and meet Jungkook and Hoseok. It would be the first time Taehyung was meeting Hoseok in person. All other times had been online.

It would be the first time that Taehyung would meet his bestfriends mate, the man that he planned to spend the rest of his life with.

All Taehyung could do was pray that he wouldn't fuck it up. That the scent wouldn't be too much for him, that he would be able to be calm.

Namjoon would be there, but would that be enough? Would he finally be able to control himself? Would he finally be able to take his first steps towards reclaiming his life?

Those thoughts were still going through his mind as he and Namjoon were taking the short walk towards the park where they had agreed to meet at. First idea had been Jungkook and Hoseok's apartment, but Namjoon had been worried that it wouldn't give Taehyung enough space if he needed it, and the scents would be too strong.

So the park was where they had decided on.

Taehyung felt lucky that Namjoon was willing to hold his hand while they walked. He tried his best not to wonder if this would be how it was dating Namjoon, always having somebody to hold his hand.

He kinda wished that they never arrived in the park, that they could just forever keep walking hand in hand. Never having to worry about anybody else, only worry about each other. That was what Taehyung wanted.

Sadly that wasn't real as they arrived at the gates of the park. Just like last time, it was early in the morning, so not many people would be in there. Namjoon had happily been asking little questions while they walked.

How he and Jungkook had met, how long they had been friends, and other general questions to show that he was interested in what was about to happen. It helped keep Taehyung's mind off the panicking that he was very much about to do.

"It's gonna be okay Taehyung, you will do so well." Namjoon had told Taehyung about how exactly he himself had met Jungkook, turned out Namjoon had been his TA while Jungkook was still at university, and they had stayed friends afterwards. It was kinda, sweet and cute.

"You don't know that."

"I know you, I know your heart, I know you will do everything you can for your friends." Namjoon wasn't wearing his wrist patches, and it was becoming easier and easier for Taehyung to ignore it. There was still a bit of itching in his chest to run, but it was easier now. It was getting easier every minute.

They only had a few minutes at the gate before Taehyung heard the loud yell of "TAE! I PULLED GEO DADDY!!" a loud noise that signalled that Jungkook had indeed arrived.

Normally Taehyung would be just as yelling, cause Holy Shit, Jungkook actually pulled Zhongli! That was amazing, but Taehyung couldn't focus on that. The only thing he could focus on was the omega standing behind Jungkook.

He had seen the man in pictures and on video chat, he had heard his voice so many times. Taehyung liked him, but he was still so scared.

Hoseok was such a sweet man, such a kind and nice person that meant the world to Jungkook. Taehyung couldn't fuck it up. He wanted to run. He would probably have done it if Namjoon hadn't given his hand a light squish to keep him where he was. Namjoon was grounding him, and the scent of peaches was clear.

Taking a deep breathe, more of that sweet summer peach made it up his nose, and Taheyung looked at Hoseok with hesitant eyes "Hey Hoseok." his voice was so quiet that he feared the older man wouldn't hear it at all. Taehyung wasn't sure he had it in himself to repeat it. His head was hanging, and his eyes were darting around, unsure where to settle.

His breath was starting to pick up, as he could feel the panic settle over him once again. Fuck he had to run! What if he hurt Hoseok, fuck! He had to leave, he had to... "it's okay. Nothing is gonna happen." Namjoon's words were so quiet that nobody else could hear it, but it was full of warmth and what Taehyung could only imagine love sounded like.

It made him stay still as Hoseok finally got closer. "It's good to finally see you, Taehyung." Hoseok smile was bright, and suddenly Taehyung could see what Jungkook meant by the idea that Hoseok was a mini sun because that was really what it felt like.

"I..." Taehyung tried to calm himself. He was shaking like a leaf. "I am happy to see you as well."

"Nice to see you as well Joonie, now it does make sense what you have been so busy with." Namjoon just happily beamed next to Taehyung.

"Yeah sorry about that!" with his free hand, he ran it through his bleached locks "you know how I am when it comes to work! Taehyung is doing really well tho! I can't even explain how proud of him I am! If this goes well, I believe he is...." Taehyung didn't hear the rest of what Namjoon was saying as the scent of caramel hit him straight in the face.

The scent was tightly laced with the scent of omega, this was Hoseok's scent, and Taehyung was not prepared for it.

His breath picked up the pace again, fear. Cold fear went through his vein. No, not again. He was not gonna be the victim again.

Then Namjoon's thumb ran over the roof of his hand, as to remind him he wasn't alone, and that he could get through this. He focused on Namjoon's scent, on the scent of omega he was used to, omega that he trusted, omega that he knew would protect him. Namjoon.

He focused on the caramel parts of Hoseok's scent instead of on the omega part of it. He focused on that. As he slowly opened his eyes that he hadn't even noticed that he had closed looking over Hoseok again.

All of them had stopped talking while Taehyung was having his little moment, but as soon as they noticed that he was paying attention to them, they went back to talking, Hoseok and Namjoon talking about somebody called Yoongi, which Taehyung was pretty sure he had heard about, but he couldn't remember.

Hoseok's scent was still heavy in the air, but now that Taehyung remembered all their exercises it was much easier to deal with, "so I heard you got Ceo of Geo, leader of the fatass? How much money did you spend? Was it a full house payment or just a half?"

Jungkook looked taken aback for a second, and both Namjoon and Hoseok stopped their conversation. Everybody was stunned for a moment, but then both of the omegas laughed, happy and full-bodied, as Jungkook squawked. "I didn't!" his tone was much higher than his natural one in his embarrassment. "I would never. I just got lucky!"

Feeling much more comfortable, feeling that he was finally in his ace, he turned to Hoseok "and how much did he actually spend?"

Hoseok beamed at him, full sun mode seemingly engaged "more than I ever dare think about!"

"I take it back! You two shouldn't meet! I can't deal with my boyfriend and my best friend ganging up together!" Jungkook huffed as he crossed his arms, before turning his attention to Namjoon "run away with me Joonie? Please, at least you will give me the respect you deserve."

"I saw you cry over algebra. There is no respect you deserve." Namjoon's voice was still the kind one that made Taehyung' stomach bubble up. Knowing that the omega he was so comfortable with, was also comfortable with his friends, with Jungkook. That meant more to Taehyung than he could explain.

The rest of the meeting went really well. There was still a few moments of stress, but every time Taehyung thought it would be too much, he would be able to pull himself out of it. Through all of it, Namjoon never let go of his hand, and Taehyung could explain how happy that made him.

When it was finally time for Hoseok and Jungkook to leave, the sun was high in the sky, and first, then did Taehyung realise what had happened. He had managed to go the whole time without running away or even attempting to attack Hoseok. He had done it, this was... this was real.

Taehyung still felt as if he was looking at the world from the outside as he waved away, "Taehyung, I am so proud of you!" Namjoon's voice was happy and eager, and as Taehyung went to look at him he was struck by just how beautiful the omega was. The light autumn breeze was going through his hair, making it dance around his face in the most ethereal way.

His smile was bright, and his dimples were popping. Taehyung had never before seen anybody this beautiful.

Taehyung didn't know which of them moved first, but the next second they came together like two puzzle pieces meant for each other as their lips met in one perfect kiss.

It didn't matter which people Taehyung had kissed before, none of them felt like this. None of them was this. Namjoon's arms were around Taehyung's neck, his wrist scent glands close to Taehyung's head, but it wasn't creating the normal reactions inside of him, no it was just get him happy and a little swirly.

Scent drunk.

His inner alpha provided him, Taehyung had never been scent drunk before, but if this was what it felt like, he didn't understand why everybody didn't spend all their time scent drunk. Or maybe it was just Namjoon's scent he wanted to be scent drunk on.

Taehyung was so taken aback by how much he loved the scent that he forgot to do much with his hands, having them just hang down his sides, unable to really know what the hell he was meant to do with them. Not even sure what he was meant to do, was there rules for kissing omegas? Rules that he had to follow?

He didn't get much more time to think about it before Namjoon pulled away. Wait, no, why was he pulling away? Taehyung had to really force down the whine he wanted to let out, he didn't want Namjoon to pull away!

The omega's face was carrying a heavy blush, which in return made Taehyung blush, unable to know what really to do. "I uhm...."

What was he supposed to say after having kissed the man?

Turned out he didn't have to find out what to say cause Namjoon stumbled a few steps away "oh god, I am so sorry!" he almost lost his balance in his hurry to get away from Taehyung "that was so unprofessional of me! I am so sorry Taehyung, I should never have done that!" he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, the hand that used the be holding Taehyung hand.

Taehyung wanted to whine again, whine that Namjoon was whipping away the residue of their kiss, but he was still so confused about everything. Still not sure exactly what had happened, all he knew was that he wanted to kiss again. He still felt slightly scent drunk off everything. "Joon...."

Namjoon shook his head quickly "you did so well! I shouldn't have crossed that line, and I fully understand why you wouldn't wanna work with me anymore! I normally never do that to clients, I promise! God I am so stupid I am so sorry!" he was pulling further away from Taehyugn, even tho that was literally the last thing the alpha wanted.

He tried with a soft "Namjoon..." again.

It didn't work as Namjoon just took one more step "I will tell Doctor Choi, don't worry! I am so sorry!" and then... he ran away.

Fuck Namjoon just ran away!

They kissed, and Namjoon ran away.

Taehyung's entire world was spinning.

While Namjoon almost fell on his ass, Taehyung actually did fall on his ass as his legs gave out under him as tears started spilling from his eyes without him even trying to hold them back.

He hit such a high, only to be crushed by such a low, with no idea exactly how to deal with it, as tears started flowing down his cheeks. Namjoon was gone, having left him there.

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Namjoon blocked his number.

When Taehyung arrived at his next meeting with his doctor, all he really cared about was knowing about what happened with Namjoon, but instead what he got from Doctor Choi was just a happy "Mr. Kim told me that you had done extremely well. He believes that you are now ready to move on to the next phase, and you won't be needing his services anymore. I can't not express how proud I am of you. Mr. Kim has expressed the same feeling."

"Did... Namjoon really say that?"

Her smile was once again mild and motherly "yes, in his report to me, he talked about how well you were taking to everything, and even with your last meeting with another omega. Both he and I agree that it is time to move you to the next step of the process."

"So... I won't see Namjoon anymore?" Taehyung's heart was beating faster than he could ever imagine, and the butterflies in his stomach no longer felt nice and sweet, instead like violent moths trying to get out and wreak havoc.

"No, Namjoon specialises in early step immersion therapy that he is especially suited for. It was why I brought him to your case to start with. Moving forward you will be working with therapists who are better suited for exactly your needs." she folded her hands in front of him "you seemed distressed is everything okay?"

Taehyung wanted to tell her everything, and wanted to talk about what had happened. About how he had fallen in love with this amazing omega, talk about how Namjoon made him happy, and safe. How Namjoon had kissed him, and just for a moment, Taehyung had hope, for just a moment, he believed that things would be better moving forward. Only for Namjoon to run away.

He didn't say anything, not just cause he wasn't sure where to even start, but also because he didn't want to get Namjoon into trouble; instead, he just looked away and shrugged "it has been a long week." now that wasn't a lie, a long week of worrying over Namjoon.

The next few months had a lot of progress in it, but Taehyung still felt down. He was getting better at dealing with omegas. He could even have them over and go to their place. Still with every step forward, an ache felt stronger and stronger in his chest.

Every moment away from Namjoon made him miss the man even more, every part of his body was longing for Namjoon. The blanket he had scented no longer had any scent in it, but Taehyung still slept with it every night as he missed the older man.

His inner alpha was pitiful in his chest, clearly missing Namjoon as much as Taehyung were, but neither of them knew what to do. Namjoon had blocked his number, he had no social media presence, he had just... upped and disappeared, like some kind of Mary Poppins, who just peeked into Taehyung life, changed it and then disappeared like it was nothing.

6 months later, which was how long the internet told him that he was meant to take to get over a broken heart, Taehyung still wasn't over it. There still wasn't a single part of him, who didn't miss Namjoon.

Falling in love with a client, a client that trusted you and depended on you, was probably the biggest No-No in any profession, but especially somebody who worked with health or mental health.

Namjoon had never before crossed that line, he had gotten close with his clients, but never like that.

Taehyung was special. There was something about him that Namjoon just couldn't set his finger on. Just... something.

The second he realised that he was falling, he should have stepped back, he should have stopped, but he just couldn't. Taehyung was just... there was something about him.

Namjoon thought he could do it, he thought he could ignore his feelings and just keep going, just act like nothing. He wanted to see Taehyung succeed, he wanted to see that smile on the alphas lips when he realised that he could actually do it.

Then Taehyung had actually done it, he had gone through an entire meeting with Hoseok, with another omega, and he had done so well. Namjoon just couldn't control it as he more or less had jumped into Taehyung's arms and kissed him.

He hadn't even realised what he had done until he realised that Taehyung wasn't moving.

The alpha had been kissing back at first, but as it went on, Namjoon had realised that he hadn't moved. The kissing back had seemingly just been a natural human reaction, not cause he wanted to.

Namjoon had never felt more ashamed of himself, and he ran away afterwards. He was unable to look Taehyung in the eyes, he couldn't stand the idea of seeing anger in those beautiful dark eyes, or worse... fear. Namjoon had really become what he hated most, omegas who thought it was okay to take advantage of alphas, just because omegas were the weaker subgender.

He never wanted to do that to anybody, let alone to Taehyung.

He was disgusted by himself.

It has been 6 months, and summer was starting to hit, Namjoon had expected to still miss the alpha so much. His last heat had been worse than ever before, it wasn't the bad terrible kind of heat where he was craving an alpha. No that would have been easy to deal with; instead, it was craving Taehyung specifically. He craved the alpha's soft melon scent, so much sweeter than most alphas. Namjoon craved his touch, holding Taehyung's hand in his.

Of course, he hadn't done it just because he wanted to hold the alpha's hand, he had really done it to help him, but it also had the side effects of proving just how perfect Taehyung's hand was in his.

Namjoon stared at his hand, he had gotten the tattoo to resemble his work with Taehyung done recently, the tattoo stretched over his left hand, the one with his messed up scent gland, and the one that he used to hold Taehyung's. It spread over the roof of his hand and fingers, a pale yarrow mixed with a heliotropium wrapped all together.

Both of the flowers meant love, but in different ways. Because that was how Namjoon felt, love. If 6 months wasn't enough for him and his inner omega to give up on Taehyung, then Namjoon was pretty sure it wouldn't happen at all. So love was the flowers he wanted to remember Taehyung by, love was just how he felt.

He wasn't gonna let that feeling go. He loved him, more than he could explain.

As the kettle finally let out a loud noise, Namjoon was shaken from his dreary thoughts, to instead focus on making himself a cuppa.

He had moved out of his apartment to go back to the cottage that he had gotten from his grandparents, it wasn't that he really needed to work, he just did it normally cause it made him feel good. Now with the Taehyung issue, he found that the silence of the forest treated him well.

Or it gave him a lot of free time to grumble and feel sorry for himself, Namjoon was good at that.

The tea was made of long white silver needles, and the sweet scent were already spreading in the small kitchen. It reminded him of how he had promised to make Taehyung a good cuppa, it turned out the young man never knew that tea could taste nice. That you weren't meant to put boiling water on your leaves, and the fact that different teas had different steeping times.

Namjoon had looked forward to the chance of showing the alpha exactly why he loved tea so much, but now.. Now it would never happen. His hands were shaking again when he lifted the needles out of the tea, why did everything remind him of Taehyung? Would he really never be able to let go of Taehyung?

His grandmother had talked about love like that before, love that no matter how much you tried, you would never be able to get over, you would never be able to forget. Love like that was once in a lifetime, and somehow Namjoon had fucked it up.

Of course he did. That was just who he was. Clumsy clumsy Namjoon, fucking up love, that was just who he was.

Sighing he picked up his cup to make his way back to his study. At least now when he was no longer working as an immersion therapist, he had time to work on his books, his publisher would probably like that.

He never made it to his study, as somebody knocked on his door as he was walking past it, coursing him to drop his cup in surprise. The only person who knew of this place was Yoongi, and there was no damn way in hell that Yoongi, of all people, had managed to drag himself out of his studio to visit Namjoon. Especially without a notice first.

Oh god, was this the axe murder Yoongi always warned him about? Namjoon had never been scared of living alone in the forest, but suddenly fear set in as his poor teacup hit the floor and shattered.

So much for a shatter proof cup.

His eyes went from the cup to the door in rapid darts, as the door got knocked on-again, surely an axe murder wouldn't knock on his door right, they were be a lot more... Heeeere's Johnny, right?

Maybe he should hide? Maybe he should open the door? Or maybe he should actually make a choice instead of just standing there as his tea slowly seeped into his new floor. Goddamn it.

Thankful for the fact that he wore slippers, Namjoon made his way to the door, ignoring the tea he would have to clean later, as yet another knock was sounded on the door.

"Please don't be an axe murderer," Namjoon mumbled to himself as he opened the door.

"Hello?"

It was not an axe murderer on the other side of the door, instead it was three dozen of white roses being shoved into his face making Namjoon stagger back in surprise, now this was not what he was preparing for.

"Is there a person attached to these, or am I receiving magical flowers?" Namjoon's voice was shaking. He couldn't smell the person who was carrying the flowers, the flowers themselves were too strong, and they were being pushed into his arms and face overwhelming him. There had to be around 50 roses in total.

They were beautiful, and Namjoon was honestly a little taken aback by them. Distracted enough that he was focusing on the, only to be forced from his thoughts, when he heard the voice.

"There is a person." that was... "it is just me, I... I really missed you."

It was Taehyung. Suddenly Namjoon could smell the melon under the flowers.

It was actually Taehyung, the person Namjoon had never expected to see again. "Tae... what... What... are you doing here?" he was normally not a person who stuttered, but he simply had no idea how to react. He had slowly come to terms with the fact that he would never see the alpha again, and then suddenly he was right there.

"What are you doing here?" that sounded harsher than what Namjioon had meant for it, but he was struggling to keep his mind together. The memories of that terrible heat was still there, and all he wanted to do was run into the alpha's arms and never let go again. He wanted to find his safety and home in a man who had no idea how much Namjoon loved him.

Then it hit him, "oh god I am not wearing my patches!" Namjoon tried to flinch back, not wanting to accidentally trigger an attack or worse from Taehyung. He never wanted to hurt him, not in any way.

This time, he didn't get to run away as roses went flying around them at the time that Taehyung let go of them, reaching out to grab Namjoon's wrist pulling the man back into him leaving them hugging on the doorstep of Namjoon's little cottage "please don't run from me Namjoon, I have been looking for you for months, I finally found you. Please don't run from me again! I love you so much! I don't think I can handle seeing you run from me again."

The alpha's melon scent was swirling around them clearly with a part of anxiety. Taehyung had buried his face in Namjoon's shoulder, and for a few seconds, Namjoon was just standing there, trying to understand exactly what was going on.

"Taehyung..." then he realised that Taehyung's entire body was shaking, and his shoulder was getting wet. The alpha was wordlessly crying "oh..." that was all it took for Namjoon to react, to wrap his arms around the man and pull him close.

With one hand he softly patted the man on the back, while running the other through his hair "it's okay, just let it all out."

"I am sorry!"

"I am sorry..." both spoke at the same time, but in very different tones.

Taehyung was desperate, still not lifting his head from Namjoon's shoulder where he was trying to bury it. Namjoon's was hesitant, soft, and a little unsure in itself.

Both seemed surprised why the other was sorry. Namjoon was the first to speak again as Taehyung slowly raised his head, letting the two of them look each other in the eyes "I was your therapist, you were meant to trust me. I broke that trust."

Taehyung's eyes were red from crying. They went wide as they stared at Namjoon "but I wanted you to kiss me! I had wanted you to kiss me for weeks!" his body might be shaking, but his voice was steady. "I don't care what is right or not, Namjoon! I love you! I can't forget you. I tried! But there is no part of me that isn't craving to be with you. It isn't just your omega. It is all of you. Every talk we had where you slowly showed parts of yourself, they all meant so much to me, they all made me fall in love with you, I was just surprised when you kissed me!" Taehyung's patterns of speech were picking up in desperation as he stared at Namjoon with wide eyes "I just want to love you, please don't run from me."

There was no way that Namjoon could have expected this. He just stared at Taehyung, his brain trying to wrap itself around what human words meant. Trying to understand what any of it meant.

Part of him wanted to argue with Taehyung, wanted to say that the man was just confused, that he didn't really love Namjoon. Because that was just who he was, he never really believed that he deserved nice things.

Opening his mouth to speak, he closed it again. Why was he arguing against this again? He loved Taehyung, he wanted the man to be with him, so why were he arguing against it? Why was he trying to ruin something that could be good?

Not allowing himself to overthink it more, Namjoon did the one thing he had wanted to do since he did it last. He kissed Taehyung.

The kiss was surprised at first, but quickly turned hungry and needy. Neither of them were able to keep in the emotions that they had kept in their chests for months. Teeth clacked, and tongues touched. There was no time for softness, when both of them feared that the other would disappear in a flash.

Neither of them were really even thinking as the flowers on the ground were forgotten as one kiss turned to two, two turned to three, and three would probably have turned to four and much less clothes had it not been because Namjoon stepped on one of the pieces of china from his broken cup.

The loud crack was enough to get them to split. Neither had really realised that they had slowly started backing into the little cottage, so taken in with each other, so afraid of the other just being gone, that it was all they could focus on.

Both looked at the ground, the tea having darkened the floorboards and the china was still all over the ground "oh..." Namjoon had completely forgotten about it, "I dropped my cup when you rang the door, I thought you were an axe murderer."

Taehyung looked surprised, and then he laughed, a bone-deep laugh that made Namjoon blush "how did you even find me?" that still irked him.

It was Taehyung's turn to blush as he reached down to hold Namjoon's hand again. "I begged Jungkook for your address when we realised you had moved. We thought it was lost, then Hoseok heard us, and he put us in contact with Yoongi, who we then had to beg for your address. Only to be turned down, and we might... have stolen his phone for the information."

All Namjoon could do was stare "you stole Yoongi's phone?"

Taehyung awkwardly ran his free hand through his hair "I really missed you, I wanted to see you. I wanted to tell you I loved you. It felt as if some part of me was missing without you, so... I was willing to do anything, and Jungkook is my best friend, so he is morally required to take part in all of my bad ideas."

"You know you are dead right?" Namjoon giggled, reaching out to soothe down the part of his hair that Taehyung had messed up "Yoongi is scary."

"I kinda hoped that maybe you loved me too, and you would hide me." The alpha looked a little shy as he looked at Namjoon.

Namjoon's heart were beating out of his chest, as he just smiled "I do love you, I love you so much, but I still don't think I, let alone anybody can save you from Yoongi if he decides to murder you. He might be small, but he is scary."

"Will you atleast kiss it better after he is done with me?" Taehyung's tone was light, but his eyes were bright with happiness at Namjoon's words.

"Of course Tae, always." Without being able to stop himself, Namjoon kissed him again.

They still had a lot of talking to do, and they wouldn't just magically be okay, still, Namjoon felt hope and happiness boil in his chest as he gave Taehyung's hand a squish.

2 months later and things were good. Neither of them could really have expected just how well they worked out.

They had a lot of talking they needed to do, stuff like Namjoon admitting that he didn't really need the job, it was more a thing he liked to do. He made his living as an author.

Taehyung had to explain how his therapy was going, how he could deal with scents much better, he even had to confess how Namjoon's scent had always called out to him more than any other had. He did also confess to the blanket thing, which made Namjoon both blush and giggle. That was what in total let to the moment they were having.

"Are they too tight?" Taehyung's voice was hesitant as he once again checked the soft ropes. They were both down to their underwear, with their bedroom dimly lit. Candles were on multiple surfaces covering their bodies in their glow.

"Yes, it's good." Taehyung was straddling Namjoon's stomach as he took in the red ropes binding Namjoon's wrists together over his head.

Taehyung still wasn't sure how he was so lucky, because Namjoon was gorgeous. His tanned skin looked like liquid gold with the candlelight in them, the flowery tattoos covering large parts of it, marking the body as uniquely Namjoon.

Since they had gotten together, Taehyung had spent many night following the shape of the flowers, with finger tips during cuddling, or with his mouth during sex. It was one of his favourite things to do, but that was not the plan for tonight.

They had been working up to this for weeks, and finally, it was time; finally, Taehyung and Namjoon felt comfortable enough to do this still, "we don't have to do this." Namjoon's eyes were half-lidded and full of arousal, they had been playing around and making out before they got to it "we can just do as we normally do if you aren't comfortable."

It was kinda sweet, how it was clear that Namjoon wanted this, but he still cared about Taehyung. He still wanted Taehyung to feel comfortable.

He really did have the best boyfriend didn't he? "I want this, I want this so badly." Taehyung leaned down to kiss him, mumbling against his boyfriends soft plush lips "I just wanted to make you feel comfortable, cause I love you."

The kiss lasted for a few seconds, before Namjoon broke it. His breath was coming faster than before, and Taehyung could already smell how Namjoon's scent were filled with arousal "I love you too."

Taehyung couldn't stop the grin on his face, he really was lucky to have Namjoon.

Reaching up, he kissed Namjoon's bound hands "still okay?" Where Taehyung was leaning, Namjoon had the perfect chance to lick at his sternum, which he did.

"More than okay." he followed the lick with a kiss, and Taehyung just smiled.

He took a deep breath, getting all of Namjoon's sweet peach scent into him, before leaning down towards the uncovered scent glands on the omega's wrists.

With how Namjoon's wrists were placed, Taehyung had perfect access to his wrist scent glands. He started with the one that was slightly damaged. Taehyung didn't like to call it damaged, and he hated when Namjoon called it that, no, the gland was special, not damaged. It was the gland that had given Taehyung hope, it was the one that had gotten them together. So he liked to refer to it as ' his special little gland.'.

He started kissing, forcing little sweet moans from Namjoon's mouth, as the omega felt the pleasure going through him. Scent glands were extremely sensitive, and they had never really used them during sex. The reason was simple, stimulating them, while it did give a lot of pleasure to the person it was being done to, it also did produce a lot of scent.

The gland would go into a hyperactive mood and start producing not just scent, but also scent oil. They had never done any form of play like that, for the sake of Taehyung, but they had slowly worked towards it. Taehyung finally felt comfortable and ready to get his boyfriend off, just by stimulating his scent glands.

Namjoon was already writhing underneath him "Tae..." he moaned out as Taehyung gave a lick over the gland with eager tongue. This was the exact reason that they had agreed to tie up Namjoon's hands. No matter how much the omega denied it, the reality of it was that Namjoon was not very patients when it came to pleasure. He would get whiny and needy, pushing with his hands for Taehyung to hurry up.

When they did this, they wanted the chance to really enjoy it, it gave Taehyung the chance to go slow, and for Namjoon to really experience pleasure.

"You smell so good babe, so good." Taehyung wasn't lying as he nuzzled his face into the damaged gland. While he might forever have a bit of struggle with new omegas, Namjoon scent never stopped being perfect for him.

The omega part was no longer something Taehyung ignored, but something he embraced. The scent of omega, of future mate, mixed with the peaches was everything he ever wanted. His alpha purred deep in his chest when he swapped to the gland on Namjoon's other wrist giving it the same treatment as the first one. Starting with small kisses, before going to lick and little bites. Sucking on it to place love bites around it.

The scent was getting stronger, and just a bit of scent oil was leaving the gland, something Taehyung eagerly rubbed into the omega's skin.

Namjoon whined again, and as he wiggled a little, his solid stomach muscles rubbed against Taehyung's crotch in a perfect way.

Taehyung tsk'ed as he kissed down Namjoon's arms "where is your patients my love?" he loved how Namjoon already looked wrecked. His eyes were struggling to stay open in the pleasure, and his body was having little shakes.

"Get to the real ones." he kicked his legs a little as he whined, and both of them knew what he wanted. Namjoon wanted Taehyung to pay attention to his thigh scent glands, but Taehyung was not having it.

"But you have so many sweet cute glands that deserves my attention." he leaned down to nuzzle his nose against the one on the left side of Namjoon's neck "all of your glands are so pretty. All of them wants my attention so badly. I can't just ignore them, looking at how red it is becoming. It wants my attention." Taehyung couldn't stop himself from giggling as Namjoon moaned.

The scent from the neck glands were stronger than the scent from the wrist glands, and Taehyung loved every moment of it as he swapped to the other side.

Arousal was heavy in the air from both of them. Taehyung could start to feel the slightest bit of scent drunkenness settling in his body, and fuck that felt even better. The combined scent was all over the place, and Taehyung's hand was covered in the scented oil from Namjoon's neck gland.

He slid down a little to align their hips, while he kept his mouth attached to the side of Namjoon's neck.

Both of them moaned as their cocks rubbed together through the fabric of their underwear, and Namjoon wiggled more "Tae... alpha please, just give it to me." his voice was so cute as he struggled to get the sentence out, constantly being interrupted by tiny little moans.

"No, my tempo." Taehyung gave a teasing bite to the neck scent gland he was playing with, forcing a deep moan from the omega as he pushed his hips up, hoping to get a bit more pleasure.

Taehyung let him have it, not just because he was a loving boyfriend, but also because the pleasure was good for himself. Feeling his omega grind on his cock was... an experience.

"Tae... Tae...- Tae." Namjoon was chanting his name like a mantra as Taehyung was finally happy with the treatment he had given the gland. He started kissing down Namjoon's chest, following a particularly pretty line of flowers. Going easily, Namjoon spread his legs for Taehyung to fit in between as he got to the edge of Namjoon's underwear "still okay?" okay so maybe Taehyung's own voice was a little breathless and his cock ached, but it was easy to ignore as his head felt a little floaty from the scent.

"Yes! Yes!" more wriggling as Namjoon tried to get Taehyung's mouth where he clearly wanted it without the use of his hands "please alpha, please!" peaches were heavy in the air and Taehyung loved every moment of it.

With almost reverie, Taehyung pulled Namjoon's underwear down his long legs, leaving him completely bare as he dropped them off the edge of the bed.

He took a moment to just look at Namjoon again, leaning back on his knees to just take in the man underneath him.

Taehyung was pretty sure that there was no prettier thing in the world than Namjoon at that moment. Hands above his head tied up with pretty red silk ropes, the scent glands on both his wrists and his neck were red and puffed up and the skin around it was drenched in scent oil.

Namjoon's chest was going up and down in rapid motion as he was breathing in a heavy and fast way. His eyes were lidded, heavy and dark from the arousal, and his lips were swollen from both where Taehyung had kissed him but also from where he had bitten them himself.

If Taehyung ever wondered what temptation looked like, it seemed that he had found the answer. Because that was what Namjoon looked like at that moment... temptation. His cock was hard and dripping with precum, and his legs were spread enough that Taehyung could easily see his thigh scent glands.

Those glands were the strongest, they were the ones that produced the most scent. When they first started having sex, Namjoon would cover them up, but the more time they spend together, the more he let them out. They had come to be one of Taehyung's favourite parts of Namjoon, and in that moment they were begging for his attention.

The attention that he was more than willing to give them as he dove them, not even starting with kisses, instead giving a broad lick over the right one. It hadn't started producing oil just yet, but it didn't need to.

The scent of peaches was overwhelming so close to the main gland, and Taehyung loved every second of it. When he died he wanted to be buried with peaches. Peach was the scent that saved him. It was the scent that had come to mean everything to him.

Namjoon was writhing above him, unable to stop the sounds of "Ah, please- Tae- Alpha." strung together in a way that neither of them really understood what he was saying. Then again most of his lines were interrupted by cute little moans as Taehyung's tongue made it's way over the gland.

Eager kisses, nips of his teeth, sucks with his lips, anything that could make Taehyung push the omega over the edge. He ignored Namjoon's bopping cock in favour of lifting one of Namjoon's long legs over his shoulder, so he had more room as he swapped to the other gland.

Taehyung's head felt light, he was starting to get scent drunk, and he loved every moment of it. Eagerly kitten licking the gland, it didn't take much for it to start producing scent oil, which Taehyung spread on his fingers to massage into the soft flesh of Namjoon's thigh. They were both a mess, Scent oil was all over Taehyung's face and Namjoon was getting closer and closer "please Tae! Touch me, I am so- ah! Close!"

It was so cute. Namjoon was so cute. Taehyung grinned as he gave the gland another lick "I am touching you."

"My cock! Please!" Taehyung did take a lookup to make sure Namjoon was still comfortable and this was just his regular amount of whining. They had a safe word, but Taehyung still wanted to make sure he was okay.

Turned out that Namjoon's whining was indeed just his regular amount, which made Taehyung grin. Nobody else got to see this part of Namjoon. Nobody got to see the bratty whiny part of him that he was in bed. That was for Taehyung's eyes only "I think you can cum from just your glands."

"No..." Namjoon whined, but he didn't try to get away from Taehyung, instead pushing his thigh further into Taehyung's face.

The alpha just grinned eagerly, licking at the gland so prettily presented to him, "but I know you want it. Look at your little gland. It's so red and needy. Your scent is so heavy, you can't hide from me. Just let it go babe, it's okay."

Namjoon let out a wail that just made Taehyung grin even more as he nuzzled his face into the gland. He wasn't lying, Namjoon was so close, and he had already decided he was gonna make Namjoon cum from just this, and he was not ready to give up.

He doubled his effort, tongue darting out while his other one rubbed the other gland "so good, you taste so good, smell so good. So good for just me." it was easy for Taehyung to ignore his own erection when Namjoon was there perfectly.

"I... ah!" Namjoon seemed incapable of finding his voice, the words being muddled together as he tried to rock his hips and gland towards Taehyung. His entire body was shaking, and the grasp he had around Taehyung's shoulders with his legs was getting tighter.

"Just let it go." Taehyung mumbled against the gland as he bit down next to it in a teasing fashion, "you want to, you just have to let it go."

He licked the scent gland again, and that plus his words seemed to be enough as Namjoon went stiff as a board, and the wail he let out of Taehyung's name was louder than the rest, as he came untouched. Droops of cum going all over his own dick, stomach, and even some in Taehyung's cheek and hair. The side effect of being right next to said dick.

Both were breathing heavily as they took a few seconds to calm down, with Taehyung just slowly and carefully guiding Namjoon's leg down from his shoulders before resting his head on one of those sweet solid thighs, as Namjoon came down from his orgasm.

Then Namjoon giggled, "untie me so I can pay you back."

"Oh?" Taehyung felt heavy, floating from the scent. Maybe he could just live in Namjoon's scent? Like mermaids lived in water, what if he could get a scent version of that.

"Well, you have scent glands as well, don't you?" as Taehyung looked up, he saw a huge grin on Namjoon's lips, and Taehyung already knew he was in for a good day. God, he loved this man.

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