My eyes drowsily cracked open at the sound of Yoongi's door opening and closing, my alpha entering the room and perching on the bed.
"I got food and pain stuff," I heard softly.
I hummed sleepily, taking the pain medicine and groggily ate at a slow pace. Once we had finished, I laid down again and curled up next to my alpha.
"Baby, your heat's in a week."
"I know," I mumbled.
"Are you worried about anything?"
"The knot," I said softly after a small silence.
"I'm sorry about that. I meant to pull out, but my rut had taken over my mind at the moment and I forgot about pulling out. Please don't be mad at me," he pleaded, running his fingers through my hair.
"I'm not. But you're taking responsibility if I have a pup."
"I will," he promised, kissing my forehead.
I hesitated for a second. "Were—Was I okay?"
"What do you mean?"
"In your rut. Was I good enough?" I asked, biting my lip.
"Baby, you don't have to worry about that. Of course you were."
"But I was asleep for half of it."
"Doesn't mean I didn't get my needs met. I didn't fuck you when you weren't awake."
"Then what did you do?"
"You've got nice, thick thighs. I just fucked between those." My face flared up. "I wouldn't try and fuck you while you were asleep, so I just did thigh jobs and butt jobs. Toss in the occasional handjob and that was it for when you were asleep."
"Hyung," I started.
"Hmm?"
"I want to help you with your ruts from now on."
He frowned for a second, clearly not wanting to agree to that, but then he sighed. "As long as I get to help you with your heats."
"Deal."