Written for MinJoon ABO fest
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The first night where Namjoon let down his guard and finally let out what he was feeling, Jimin was honestly just happy.
Namjoon kept his secrets and his struggles close to his heart. He never wanted to seem like he was putting his problems on the rest of BTS. As the only omega and as the leader of BTS, he always took way too much on himself, always thinking that he seemingly had to part the red sea towards success for them alone.
So Namjoon actually opening up and telling Jimin what was wrong, one late evening as they both were meant to work out, but both were too exhausted to even move. That was big. That meant something, so Jimin really listened. He wanted to help his leader, his friend, somebody he cared about.
Namjoon's problem really was one that Jimin should have seen coming.
A sad fact of life was that unmated omegas got much less respect than mated omegas. Namjoon being unmated was already taken the brunt of that. With hurtful words and accusations. It really didn't help that Namjoon lived in the dorm with them, 4 alphas, 2 betas and just him as the omega.
People were making rude and cruel assumptions about him. It was getting to Namjoon, and it was making him fear that he was pulling BTS down with him.
Jimin thought the solution was easy, and he really didn't think too much about it as he offered, "why don't I just give you a mate mark?"
"What?" Namjoon stared at him, with a look that said that he was one hundred per cent sure about what the hell the words out of Jimin's mouth just had been.
Jimin just shrugged, still lying on the ground of the gym, a little smile on his lips. He liked being helpful to Namjoon "not a real one, but like, I bite your neck, and 'mate you', nobody has to know we didn't sleep together! The bite should still stay, and in a few years, when people are used to us, we can have a mutual breakup!" Jimin was amazed by just how smart he was.
People always talked about how Namjoon was the genius of BTS with his 140+ IQ, but Jimin was starting to think that he was the real genius in BTS all along.
"Would you really do that?" Namjoon seemed earnestly surprised, which, okay, that was a little insulting like Jimin wouldn't be willing to do pretty much anything for Namjoon if the man just asked.
Jimin didn't know why, but he felt eager as he managed to summon the last piece of energy he had in his sore body, to crawl over next to Namjoon, drop down to rest his head on Namjoon's stomach "of course! You are my friend and our leader. I would do anything for you. Plus, if anything, that means I don't have to deal with the craziest fans cause I am mated."
Namjoon giggled, he honest to God, giggled. He was so cute. Jimin always forgot that there was more to Namjoon than the persona of Rap Monster that he pushed on stage.
"Give me a few days to think about it?" Namjoon ran a hand through Jimin's bleach dry hair. The smaller alpha had to really fight to not purr. He really wanted to purr. Namjoon's hand felt good.
They didn't talk more about it for a few days until Namjoon came to him a week later, asking if the offer was still on the table.
And that was how Namjoon and Jimin ended up as mates.
Of course, they did tell the rest of BTS about what they were up to, which lead to a fun conversation where Seokjin pretended to be offended, that Namjoon would choose Jimin and not him ("think of NamJin! You are breaking our fans heart Joonie! How can you do this to them? Betrayal!").'
They chose not to tell their company since there was a law that nobody could interfere with mated pairs. BigHit really couldn't do much about their mating other than just sigh and accept it.
One good thing about living in a conservative country, nobody asked straight questions about their relationship either.
So they got away with it. Namjoon and Jimin were mated in the eyes of the public. It also helped their public image a lot. Namjoon didn't have to worry about cruel words said beneath somebodies breath in their distrain for an unmated omega living alone with so many alphas. He got to just be Namjoon.
Well, okay, he got to be Rap Monster. Jimin had learned the difference between those two, but still. He got to be the version of himself he wanted to show to the world.
It was a good plan. There was no doubt about it. There were just a few minor mistakes that Jimin had not considered.
Overall, Jimin was not a very... alpha-like alpha. He was shorter than many male omegas, this including Namjoon (Of course, Namjoon was taller than all of them cause clearly, his mother had fed him growth serum as a child.) He wasn't naturally territorial, nor was he aggressive outside of play, like somebody like Jungkook could be. Rarely did Jimin feel anything from his inner alpha. If it wasn't because of his strong and heavy alpha scent, it would be easy to confuse him for a beta or even at times, an omega.
That was why it surprised him so much the first time he had to suppress as growl when a foreign alpha touched Namjoon. The growl didn't fully get out, but Jimin didn't manage to suppress it fully. Luckily Namjoon didn't hear it, that would have been embarrassing, but Seokjin next to him did.
The older alpha sent Jimin a knowing grin before he fluffed his hair and winked at Jimin.
That just confused Jimin more. Exactly what did Seokjin think was going on? It was just a minor mistake. It would not happen again!
It happened again.
Jimin hadn't considered that mating wasn't just... a bite on Namjoon's neck. It was a connection between the two of them.
Namjoon seemed like he wasn't really feeling it or noticing it, but Jimin was not that lucky.
But, it was something he could deal with. He gave in to his inner alpha. He cuddled up to Namjoon when he could, he held his hand, and he hugged him. Namjoon never pulled away, and Jimin wasn't sure if it was because he wanted the touches as well or because he was playing along.
He decided he didn't want to know.
That was how it went on for two years, where he kept telling himself that it was just his inner alpha acting up. It was normal and both something he had to think about. It would get easier. It would become something he could just ignore.
That turned out to be a lie.
It wasn't just Jimin's inner alpha. No, he had gotten... emotions for Namjoon. There was no other way of putting it.
The thing was that since they were mates, their company made sure that they had a room they could sleep in together. And while, yes, sleeping next to a pretty omega was testing for his libido, that was not actually the big groundbreaking thing.
What really changed things for Jimin was seeing Namjoon when he let his guide down and just... were. Jimin saw more sides of him than just his leader and friend. He liked those sides of Namjoon, the sweet sides who tried to deny he liked sweets but still hid some of them away in his room. The cute side that would get clingy in the morning and late evening, his eyelids got heavy with sleep and his body loose and lazy.
That was Jimin's favourite. It was the one time where Namjoon would completely let down his guard around Jimin. It was the time where Jimin could feel him the most clearly through the bond. Namjoon trusted Jimin to get him to bed as he just leaned against him, eyes fluttering shut.
In return, Jimin's heart would flutter hard in his chest.
With his new.... emotions. Came other things that he didn't like.
He realised how much everybody touched Namjoon. Not just their own group that Jimin could learn to live with. Well, he would have to no matter what. They were a touchy group, but other people.
The most guilty was Jackson Wang from Got7. Every time the two groups met, it would be a mess of hugs from many sides. Jungkook was quick to attach himself to Yugyeom's side like a leech, while both of them were alpha's; the look in Jungkook's eyes was a very clear 'mine, and I don't share.'
Yugyeom looked very happy being where he was, and nobody was gonna argue with Jungkook when both he and his inner alpha had clearly claimed the tall dancer.
Jaebum and Yoongi was a weird pairing, but the two were great friends. They would always instantly come together to discuss producing or songwriting on a level that barely anybody else could follow along with.
The rest of BTS had close friends in Got7 as well, so it all worked out. Jimin himself quite enjoyed talking to Yugyeom as well, as a fellow dancer, and BamBam were always great to talk to. Even the soft-spoken Youngjae was a joy. He was also proof that alphas came in many forms.
The only two people that Jimin struggled to get along with was Mark and Jackson. The two of them were mated, but they were still so touchy when it came to Namjoon.
Jimin and Jackson were the exact same height, but with Jackson broad build and structure, he always seemed much taller than Jimin, and the younger of them always had to fight himself to not growl at the older alpha. Growl, or tug away Namjoon where nobody could find him again. Something told him that Namjoon himself would not appreciate that.
Mark was just as bad as an omega, the line between what was weird and what wasn't was much looser than with alphas.
Jimin couldn't tell if Mark was being too touchy or acceptable levels of touchy. But his inner alpha had already decided that he was being way too touchy. The two of them would always run hands up Namjoon's form, tease him for his filling out arm muscles and shoulders, compliment his strong thighs.
Controlling himself was way harder than it should have been, and Jimin honestly didn't know what to think or do about it. He would get huffy and pouty when they spend too much time around Got7, not even able to stop himself as he would cling to Namjoon's side, holding his hand or just hugging him, anything that would keep him close.
Of course, Namjoon was completely blind to the fact of Jimin's feelings, which somehow made it all worse.
He would just giggle, pet Jimin's hair or his head before going back to the conversation he was having like it was nothing. It was so sweet, so cute, and Jimin hated it.
While Namjoon was very blind and oblivious, Seokjin wasn't, and he had found his new favourite hobby in teasing Jimin for said over pining. Cause apparently, that was what Jimin was doing. He was pining.
Fuck he couldn't be pining! No! Jimin could not be in love with the guy that he was pretend mating. Namjoon was his leader, he was Namjoon, Jimin couldn't be in love with him!
Of course, that didn't stop him from actually being in love with NAmjoon. No matter how much he kept telling himself that it was wrong, no matter how much he tried, not being in love with Namjoon seemed to be something it was impossible for him to stop.
He just had to ignore it! How bad could it really be? He just had to ignore it.
They had been mated for almost 5 years when something changed. Jimin had no really managed to keep control of his feelings. The rest of the world, who still thought they were mated, assumed that Jimin was just a very protective mate. That he loved Namjoon and always wanted to be near his omega when there were other alphas around.
What the rest of BTS had all realised was that Jimin was pining so much, and was so much in love with Namjoon, that he couldn't stop or control himself.
Some of BTS were nicer about. Some of them were Seokjin, who loved to tease Jimin. At times, Jimin was sure that Seokjin would end up giving him away, but Namjoon was as oblivious as always.
Namjoon, sweet, loveable, amazing Namjoon, never went more than a month without thanking Jimin for what he had done for him. He was always thankful, always told Jimin that he was the best friend any man could ever have wanted, and it gave Jimin confused feelings in his chest.
Yes, on one hand, it did feel good to good compliments. His inner alpha would preen as his hindbrain went, 'mate likes, mate is pleased with us, we, please mate.' Still, his heart would ache cause he didn't just want to be Namjoon's friend. He wanted to be more than that! He wanted it to be... real.
Still, he thought he was okay with reality, with how it was just a fake mating, that it wasn't real.
Turned out he wasn't okay, it turned out he really wasn't okay with it. Because close to the 5th year of their mating, as they were getting ready for bed in their private room (Jimin deserved some form of award, Namjoon had filled out more during the last year, and Jimin had not once tried to cup more of a feel that what would be accepted as Namjoon's fake mate. Even tho Namjoon was so fucking hot, and his scent was so nice when it was mixed with Jimin's, Jimin had never done more than furiously jerked off his cock in the shower thinking of Namjoon.)
Jimin must have been distracted that he didn't hear the thing that Namjoon was saying, first when the omega waved a hand in front of him (Thighs) "Jimin?"
"Sorry, I was lost in thought, what did you say?" that wasn't a full lie. Jimin had been lost in thought, even tho he wouldn't say that those thoughts were about how good it would feel to stick his dick between Namjoon's solid, amazing thighs.
"I think it's safe for us to break up now, " Namjoon was talking casually, not even looking at Jimin while he was pulling off his day shirt to get ready for bed (their bed... the bed he shared with Jimin.)
Jimin stared, the words Namjoon had just said bouncing back and forward in his mind as he tried to understand what was going on "what?" his voice sounded weird, far away to Jimin's ears. Like he didn't really hear himself.
He was dressed for bed in just his boxers, fists clenched in his lap as he sat on the edge of their double bed, he knew this day would come, but he had still foolishly hoped that it never would.
Namjoon still wasn't looking at him, instead making sure that he had emptied the pockets of his jeans before flipping them into the washbasket, "if we stay together much longer, fans will get even more attached to us as a couple, and it will get harder to break up. We are popular enough that nobody will dare give me grief during interviews, and our fans are kind enough that they will defend me online. Now is the right time for us to do it." finally, he turned to Jimin, there was a weird look in his brown eyes that the younger alpha couldn't quite understand, but his expression was kind and sweet "plus, you are getting older now Minnie, you will want an actual partner soon, I know you haven't been with anybody since we got mated, and I can't imagine how hard that must have been for you."
In all honesty, Jimin had never even considered sleeping with somebody else. He had been so focused on pining over Namjoon that the sheer idea of letting another person touch him left an uncomfortable feeling in his chest. None of them would feel like Namjoon. None of them would have the combination of his sweet peach scent with those broad hands.
"We don't have to." Jimin's voice croaked out. He could feel his eyes watering against his will, praying that Namjoon wouldn't see it.
He eyed the mating mark on Namjoon's neck, the same place where it had been for almost 5 years. The scent of peaches that was all Namjoon and all omega, it had been 5 years since that as well had been without the undertones of cranberry that was Jimin's own, mixed through their mating.
Namjoon's eyes were so kind, it hurt "you don't have to push yourself anymore, Jimin." he kneeled on the floor, right in front of Jimin, taking the alpha's hands in his, unclenching them so he could intertwine their fingers "I will never be able to thank you enough for exactly what you have done Jimin, but now it is time for you to find your own happiness. You worry yourself too much about my happiness and not enough with yourself. Nobody else would have done something like this for a friend, especially not for this long."
How could somebody really be this oblivious? Namjoon still genuinely seemed to think that Jimin just saw him as a friend.
Namjoon wasn't innocent, Jimin had 'accidentally' heard him through a wall a few times, leading him to be very much aware of the fact that Namjoon was a sexual creature, but he was blind as a bat.
Jimin looked at their hands, Namjoon's bigger, holding his smaller ones. They made a weird pairing. Jimin knew that. But he loved it and the idea that it would all be over. He didn't know exactly what to do with that. It... it hurt "so now what?"
Namjoon hesitated for a second, seeming to notice something was off as he kept going on with his speech "I will go to a bond breaker, only one of us has to go, and it is most fair that I will be the one to do it since you did me this favour of bonding for my sake. I get the medicine, and then over the next week, the bond will slowly break. I think maybe it's a good idea to do the announcement, so we make sure that our fans don't paint either of us as a villain. Maybe, we grew apart cause we are so busy, that could work?"
Once again there was noise in Jimin's ears, he knew what Namjoon was saying, he knew it was reasonable, but he couldn't accept it or wrap his head around it "No...." the words were whispered, and he regretted them as quickly as they came out, but he couldn't stop himself.
"Jimin?" Namjoon's hands gave his a quick squeeze. "I can't understand what is going on in your head unless you tell me, I can't read your mind."
Jimin shouldn't say anything, no matter what, he should keep it to himself. It would never lead to anything good if he actually told Namjoon.
He had already decided he wouldn't tell Namjoon, that he would just go along with what Namjoon wanted, but that crumbled the second he looked Namjoon in the eyes.
The expression the omega was wearing was enough for Jimin to just give in. Namjoon was so genuine and so worried about Jimin. He really did want to know what was wrong with Jimin and how he could help.
"I don't want us to break the mating!"
"Jimin..." Namjoon tried to interrupt him while pulling away his hands. The tone of his voice showed that he still didn't understand what it was Jimin was trying to say. Namjoon was still being oblivious! He was still under the impression that Jimin was trying to be chivalrous or something silly like that!
That was all it took as the words could no longer be contained inside of Namjoon "I love you! I have loved you for years!" as soon as he started, he couldn't hold back any of the words. All those words that he had been holding in since it all started, they had to come out. Just the idea of somebody else's scent on Namjoon, somebody else's bite on him, that was all too much. "I want to stay mated with! I want to be the one that makes you happy, the one that you look to, to make you happy, the one that you smile to. I want to share this bed, this room with you even when we are no longer in BTS when we have all gotten too old to be in a kpop group. I want to be able to wrap my arms around you and know that you understand why I do it. I want you to stop looking at me like I am some small cute innocent person when what I really want is to love you! I am a real alpha, not some innocent person. I want you to see me as a real alpha, as somebody who has a chance with you, instead of just your small cute friend Jimin." he didn't even know that this was something he felt so strongly about, he had always thought he was secure in being an alpha, but Namjoon being oblivious to his alphaness had apparently hit a sore spot that he himself wasn't even aware that he had until the words started leaving him without even planning too "I thought I could be okay with it! It thought that when this time came, I had pushed it far enough down that I could be okay, that everything would be fine, but it's not fine, I am not fine! I love you, and I don't want to lose you!"
It was first when he had finished his little lecture that he realised that he had an almost ironlike grip on Namjoon's hands. Some part of him felt like it would break the second he and Namjoon were no longer in physical contact. The second that connection was broken, all of their connections would be broken.
That would be the moment that he lost Namjoon.
He was shaking. He hadn't even realised that he was shaking until that moment. Through his entire speech, it almost felt as if somebody else were in control of his body.
His throat felt sore. Had he yelled? Jimin didn't think he had yelled, but his throat was closing up. Or maybe he was about to cry. That was a very real possibility.
Jimin couldn't look Namjoon in the eyes. The reality was that he was terrified of exactly what he would see there. Would it be hatred? Namjoon hating Jimin for holding it secret? Would it be disgust? Would it be pity?
In all honesty, Jimin didn't know which one of them would be worse. He just knew he couldn't look Namjoon in the eyes as the man decided what it was.
He was gonna look squarely at the ground as Namjoon turned him away when he said that he would sleep in a different room and go to the doctor for bond breaking pills the next day.
"Jimin, look at me." Namjoon voice was so soft as he finally freed his hands from Jimin's. Jimin wanted to cry. This was it. This was the broken connection. It was over.
He shook his head, brown locks flying everywhere before falling down and covering his eyes more. Creating more of a shield between himself and Namjoon, "just leave, we don't have to talk about it."
His voice sounded far away to his own ears like he wasn't really there. He wanted Namjoon to go away so he could mourn the loss of something he never had.
Namjoon was not having it, those soft big hands, that were for some reason always a lit cold, but perfect temperature when Jimin held them, gently placed themselves on either side of Jimin's face to tilt it up, forcing Jimin's eyes to meet his, with only a few little locks of brown hair separating them "Please don't hide from me, not again. I think we have had enough of that for now." his smile was a little wobbly, full of feelings that Jimin didn't know, but very much still there. His brown eyes were kind and a little crinkled in the sides, the way they always did when Namjoon's smiles were genuine.
"Namjoon..." Jimin felt so lost, he couldn't understand the feelings he saw in Namjoon. They were complex and all over the place.
"I can't say I return your feelings." the bottom of Jimin's stomach felt like it fell out at that moment. Even tho he knew that it was the case, knowing and hearing was two different things.
"Yet." Jimin was so lost in his own misery that he almost missed the last part of Namjoon's speech, which coursed him to startle, opening his eyes wides in disbelief, not sure if he had really heard right.
"What... do you mean with yet?" Jimin's voice was hesitant as he tried to wrap his mind around exactly what it was being said.
Namjoon's smile, still so fucking kind, faltered a little "that I don't know my feelings yet. I know I feel something for you, Minnie, I have known that for a long while, but I don't know if it is as deep as your feelings yet."
"You feel something for me?" Jimin pushed the locks of hair out of his eyes to finally be able to look at Namjoon, really look at him. He couldn't stop himself from leaning his cheek just a little into Namjoon hand, still holding his face.
"I..." Namjoon was conflicted. "I do feel something, but I don't know how deep it is so far. Your feelings Jimin, what you are talking about, those are deep and meaningful feelings. I don't want to hurt you if I can't return them the way you feel them. I don't ever want to give you false hope or lead you on Jimin." he leaned up, pressing a kiss to Jimin's forehead. "I am not gonna break our bond, not yet, but I need time to think." Namjoon seemed to understand how Jimin's brain worked as he quickly added, "this is not a no Minnie, this is a not yet, can you give me time?"
Jimin, still taken aback by everything, slowly nodded, a little dumbfounded as he bit into his lip in an attempt to not reach up and steal a real kiss from Namjoon.
He and Namjoon had kissed, but it had always been cheek kisses and other small kisses that could be seen as platonic. Jimin always wanted a real kiss. He always wanted to know exactly what it felt like to have Namjoon's soft lips pressed against his.
Instead, he just said, "I can wait." It was kinda the truth.
This was way more than Jimin had ever dared hope for. This was a real chance with Namjoon, instead of just hopes and dreams, he now had a real chance. He was not gonna waste that by pushing Namjoon before the man was ready.
It didn't matter how much time Namjoon needed. Just the fact that he considered Jimin made it more than okay.
Also, maybe Namjoon actually had a point that thinking about it all was okay, "will you still sleep here?" Jimin didn't want to let go of Namjoon, didn't want him to leave, but he would accept it if that was what Namjoon meant.
Namjoon shook his head, his expression sad, and it was clear that he didn't want to say what he was about to say as he softly mussed, "no, I think it is best that we both get some space. If we are gonna do this for real, Jimin, then it's for life, and I want both of us to really think it through. Our bond is already so deep Jimin, if this is real, if this really happens, we have to take it slow. Cause it would break me if we ruined what is between us."
Namjoon was being so reasonable, and Jimin kinda hated him for it. This would be so much easier if Namjoon wasn't so stupidly smart if he just did things without thinking them through. Then again, he wouldn't be the Namjoon that Jimin loved without those parts.
When Jimin laid in his bed that night, alone for the first time in so long, trying to think things over, he still wasn't sure what to think about everything. He felt like he got vertigo every time he tried to think about it.
It was... good? He thought, at least.
When he fell asleep that night, he struggled to find any real rest, and when he woke up, it was to memories of dreams he had had about Namjoon. He didn't feel any more relaxed and energized than he had felt when he went to bed.
Sleeping alone didn't get easier, but Jimin still felt lighter. He didn't feel like a dirty pervert when he sneaked glances at Namjoon cause now Namjoon knew, and when he met Jimin's eyes, he would grin at him, blowing him a kiss.
Well, 1 out of 10 times Namjoon would do that, often Namjoon would be completely oblivious that he was just standing there, without a shirt on, casually talking, like he wasn't a full 10-course meal and Jimin was starving. How a man could be that attractive and that oblivious at the same time, Jimin had no idea.
Namjoon was just... Namjoon
Slowly, things changed. Namjoon would reach out to hold Jimin's hand when they were waiting, soft smiles that were reserved only for Jimin and nobody else. The kisses on his cheeks were starting to get close and closer to the corner of Jimin's mouth.
Jimin was slowly going insane. There was no other way around it.
Namjoon was gonna drive him insane, with little touches, fluttering eyelashes, and at times running his own fingers over the mating mark on his neck.
Still, Jimin was good. He didn't do anything, no matter how much he wanted to. No matter how much he wanted to bury his hands in Namjoon's hair and kiss him square on the mouth. No matter how much he wanted to grab a good feel of those solid thighs and see if, they were just as strong and amazing as, they looked.
It was starting to feel like the worst form of edging. Jimin didn't even know that there was such a thing as none sexual ending, but he knew for a fact that he was not a fan.
Tension was building between them. Every single member of BTS knew that something was about to happen. Jimin hadn't realised how bad it was until Seokjin started to tease Jimin with how sore his dick must be. (his dick was kinda sore, Jimin really needed to go slow on it, but Namjoon had started to get more serious about the gym, and it was trying on his self-control.)
Yoongi was more serious about it, making Jimin promise that even if they messed up, BTS would still be BTS, and he and Namjoon were not about to break it. Which was fair enough.
He had no idea when the thing was actually gonna happen, nor really what the thing was. He was living life on the edge.
It happened when Jimin least expected it, even if he really should have.
They had just gotten off the stage for their first win and performance of Fake Love. It didn't matter how many wins they got, nor how many times they stood on the stage. The adrenaline that rushed through Jimin every time was the same.
That was what was pumping through his veins as they got into their backstage room. The rest of BTS were loud. They always were after a win.
All of them were pretty much bouncing off the walls, trying to get rid of some of that excess energy that they still had lingering in their bodies after coming off the stage.
Jimin locked eyes with Namjoon, who grinned at him. It seemed like at that moment, something just slid into place.
He had no idea who moved; first, all Jimin knew was suddenly they were in front of each other, hands eager to grasp and hold, as kisses were exchanged, and quickly became desperate and needy. Jimin's entire mind was sailing as he tried to understand what was going on, only to realise he didn't care.
He had Namjoon right here. The scent of peaches was strong and aroused. Namjoon wanted this. Namjoon wanted him. Their bond was almost ringing, and Jimin loved every moment of it. He didn't know how long they were almost aggressively making out. At some point, he had pushed Namjoon up against a wall, letting the omega wrap one leg around his waist, pressing their very interested crotches together.
Had nobody interrupted them, Jimin would have been more than happy to take Namjoon right there in front of all of them, and it very much seemed that Namjoon himself would have been fine with that.
Sadly they didn't get to that point as somebody lightly tapped at Jimin's shoulder, Seokjin's voice finding its way through the haze that was Jimin's arousal "while personally, I have nothing against you two giving a show, but if poor Hoseok turns redder, he might actually die from overflow of blood to his head."
Jimin couldn't hold back a snarl from his throat as he covered as much of Namjoon's body with his own, Seokjin was an alpha as well, and Jimin did not want him close to his omega.
Luckily for all of them, Seokjin knew Jimin well enough, and just neck chopped him "yes yes yes, don't touch your omega, I know. You are such a possessive little bitch, you know that, right? I have you know that there is still strong support for NamJin." Seokjin, for some reason, really did enjoy to see just how far he could push Jimin.
Namjoon just laughed, running a hand through Jimin's now black hair "he does have a point." Jimin did very much not feel that he had a point, but the heat in Namjoon's eyes as their eyes met, that was enough to get Jimin to agree to pretty much anything.
If Namjoon wanted to eat his spleen, there was a real chance that Jimin might agree.
"Are we..." Jimin stared at Namjoon, trying to get his higher brain function to work.
Namjoon grinned at him. "I thought it over, yes we are."
Jimin had no memory of how exactly they got back to their dorm. There was a real chance that he had probably traumatised poor Hoseok, who really did seem like he was struggling with just how much he and Namjoon were all over each other.
In the end, they did actually make it to the dorm, with Jimin half dragging, half pulling, a giggling Namjoon to their room. The last thing Jimin growled as he shut the door was, "I love you all like brothers, but if anybody opens the door, you will lose your head." Seokjin crackling laugh could be heard through the solid oak.
Luckily Jimin could instantly zone that out as he turned around to look at Namjoon, who was lying in Jimin and his shared bed for the first time in weeks.
He looks like an angel, all long limbs and tanned skin. While Jimin had been busy threatening their groupmates to leave them alone, Namjoon had undressed down to his boxers and were just lying there with heavy bedroom eyes, hand casually resting just above the elastic of his boxers, a smirk on his face as he with his free hand made a 'come here' movement.
That pushed Jimin into actions as he pulled off his shirt with an almost desperate aggressive need to match his mate in levels of undressed. He heard the sound of fabric being pulled apart, but he honestly didn't care. They could find him a different shirt later.
Jimin wasn't sure if he jumped, or just magically appeared in bed with Namjoon, his mind was spinning as he finally got his hands on the omega, running hands up his torso with the severance normally saved for national artefacts, which Namjoon was in Jimin's mind "you are so beautiful." he leaned down to press a kiss over Namjoon heart "so perfect, all mine." Jimin's words were mumbled against tanned skin.
He could feel the peeter platter of Namjoon's heart speeding up under his lips, which made him grin. Knowing that he was having that effect on Namjoon made it all so much better.
"All yours," Namjoon's grinned, but his voice was a bit floaty from the pleasure of what was going on. His peach scent was heavy in the air, lying over Jimin like a perfect blanket "now what about you actually take and claim what is your?"
Now that, Jimin was more than happy to do.
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