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Jeongguk is finishing up a dagger tattoo on the forearm of a regular client, Minjun, when he hears him clear his throat for the hundredth time since the start of their session.

“I really mean it in the nicest way possible, JK, but every time I come here, I leave smelling like an ashtray. And for the fifth time, I’m begging you to buy a scented candle or, I don’t know, a fucking plant to make this place look more like somebody lives here.”

“People don’t live in tattoo parlors,” Jeongguk mumbles, completely unbothered, which earns him another frustrated sigh. “Besides, look, we have a plant.” Jeongguk nods his head to his right, where sits a sad-looking cactus that nobody has watered since March. Last year. Or was it two years ago? Who knows, time flies when you don’t have to look after dramatic plants.

“JK, that’s a fossil, not a plant.” Minjun shakes his head and lightly stretches his body when Jeongguk starts putting a healing foil on his new tattoo. With that, their flower talk ends, but Taehyung, who is currently sitting across the room, answering e-mails, hears it all.

~❀~

When Minjun is checked out and out of the door, with one last threat of not coming back if he doesn’t see a decent, alive-looking plant, Taehyung sighs. “He’s right, you know. People are saying that our parlor lacks life, color, and whatever shit people view as positive.” Jeongguk doesn’t respond, cleaning his area and disinfecting everything. “I’m just saying a plant wouldn’t kill us.” Taehyung continues, scrolling through their website reviews, the majority of them positive with only a few exceptions, bashing their studio for the so-called “unfriendly” vibe.

“I’m not spending money on a plant that decides to die dramatically only because I sigh too loud, Taehyung.” If someone in the room wants to sigh too loudly, it would definitely be the brown, dried cactus. Jeongguk doesn’t pay it any mind, finishing cleaning his equipment with the focused energy of someone who is absolutely not thinking about the cactus.

“If not a plant, then at least a scented candle.” Taehyung sighs, giving Jeongguk one choice worse than the other.

“Fire hazard.” Jeongguk deadpans, not sparing Taehyung a glance, missing the annoyed eyeroll. Scented candles make his nose itch, but he’s not going to admit that out loud.

“Minjun is the fourth person this month to say something, and it’s the eleventh of April, Jeongguk! This morning, my client said it smelled sterile in here and that it brought her back to some traumatic shit from-”

“Okay.”

“-doctors' office, and a tattoo shop should be a safe space where-”

“I said okay.” Jeongguk sighs, visibly annoyed, already grabbing his leather jacket.

Taehyung closes his mouth and opens it again. “You’ll go? Today?”

“Yes, I’ll go. Today.” Jeongguk gives him a confused look, since Taehyung doesn’t sound a tad bit convinced.

“Because the last time you said you’d do something, you did it a month later.”

“That was one time.”

“Three to be precise.”

“It was-” Jeongguk stops and puts his jacket on. “I’m going now. Right now. Before you even finish a thought.” He mutters, already speeding for the door. Taehyung watches him like a man who has achieved something. He takes a look around the shop, throws a pitying look at the long-gone cactus, and sighs.

“Maybe get something that doesn’t die easily,” he calls after Jeongguk, door already closing, “and a candle!” The door closes. He picks up his pen again, returning to his sketches, not concerning himself with the future plant’s inevitable fate.

Unlucky fate.

~❀~

Jeongguk wanders around the city center for a bit, actually trying to find some inner peace, rather than a flower shop, when a hanging chalkboard suddenly catches his eye.

‘Come in. Worst case, you leave with a nice flower. :)
Flower of the day: Iris - means wisdom. Buy some for yourself.’

Yeah, he would certainly like to buy some wisdom not for himself, but for Taehyung. With a sigh, he pushes the door open, expecting to be hit with the specific, overwhelming, flowery scent, but is met with a soft one instead. When he looks around the shop, it looks warm and comfortable. And Jeongguk is actually getting convinced that he might leave with a nice flower.

“Good afternoon! May I help you? Are you looking for something specific?”

Jeongguk quickly turns around, not expecting to be met with the face of a literal angel. Blond, big-eyed, blinding smile and, oh God, with the most grabbable waist he has ever seen.

“Uhm, sure, yeah. I would like… a plant?” Jeongguk squints a bit, because obviously, what else would he need in a fucking flower shop?

“Then you’re at the right place! Is there a special occasion or special someone?” The angel asks expectantly, coming from behind the counter to show Jeongguk around the small shop.

“An occasion called ‘My coworker is slowly driving me insane’.” Jeongguk chuckles, looking at all types of flowers crossing his way, however, still finding ways to steal glances at the angel's side profile.

“So a mental health plant.” The florist suggests with a soft smile, already changing the direction of their slow walk around the shop, towards the front display window.

“A studio plant. Tattoo studio. My coworker said it looks…” He pauses, because saying cold or dead out loud would look as if Jeongguk’s admitting to it. “...uninviting.”

“Okay! Sounds like you really need a plant. How’s your relationship with watering things?”

Jeongguk thinks about the cactus. Dried, brown, definitely still alive cactus.
“Fine.” Maybe he answers a little bit too eagerly. But based on the look the pretty florist gives him, he has probably heard the same ‘fine’ a thousand times.

“So, something hard to kill, got it.” The florist answers without missing a beat and reaches for a shelf next to the window.

“I didn’t say that.” Jeongguk tries not to sound pathetic, failing miserably.

“I know. I did.” The teasing smile he receives from the florist is enough to give in. “Here, nearly impossible to kill.” Jeongguk expects something flashy, expensive, and overwhelmingly smelly, but is met with the complete opposite. In the florist's hands sits a small, potted succulent, looking at Jeongguk with a pity in its… eyes?

“That’s it?” Jeongguk mutters, slowly taking the plant into his hand, accidentally brushing the florist's fingers a little bit.

“You wanted a hard-to-kill plant, I gave one to you.” He chuckles, lifting one brow as if he knows that Jeongguk had already sent many plants to their deaths. So, rather than trying to sound less like a plant-killing loser, he just nods. Taehyung said a plant, he’ll come back with a plant.

When they both return to the counter to wrap up the next victim of Jeongguk’s poor watering skills, he still can’t stop looking at every move the florist makes. Even if he doesn’t give a flying fuck about plants, the tenderness in every move the angel in front of him makes has him pretending to be interested in every possible technique for wrapping up a succulent properly. When he is done, Jeongguk pays and slowly takes the plant into his hands.

“Thank you for your time and saving my ass, I think.” Jeongguk chuckles, which earns him a smile from the florist.

“No biggie, it’s my job to help people live less miserably.” He grins.

“Yeah, that… I guess you did. Thank you, again…” Jeongguk looks at him expectantly.

“Jimin. For your service.” The angel smiles a bit brighter, subtly pointing to his name tag on the apron.

Oh. Offuckingcourse Jeongguk is an idiot, who didn’t notice the bright nametag on Jimin’s chest, because he was too busy staring at his full lips and delicate hands. With rather an awkward bow, he gives Jimin one last smile before darting out of the door, eager to shove the fuckass plant into Taehyung’s face.

~❀~

“That’s it?” Is the first thing he hears Taehyung say, after he unwraps the succulent and places it on a nearby table.

“Jimin said it’s immortal.” Jeongguk shrugs, throwing the wrapping paper into a bin.

“Who’s Jimin? And what do you mean by immortal? They also call cacti immortal, and we both know that in this studio, everything suddenly becomes very mortal.” Taehyung says, unconvinced, still looking at the singular, small plant in disbelief.

“The florist. Said something about a mental health plant or something, I don’t really care.” Jeongguk mumbles, finally returning to his station, going through the sketches he has to finish before his next client.

“Huh, on a first-name basis with a florist, already. I don’t care about plants, my ass.” Taehyung smirks, throwing Jeongguk a knowing look, while walking back to his own work. The succulent is left alone to acclimate to its new home. And probably throwing a few panicked looks towards the past victims.

They don’t talk much for the rest of the day, since they are both busy with clients, but Jeongguk still catches himself glancing at the succulent way more often than he would like to admit. Something almost bothers him about the singular, boring-looking plant. Does it make the place more alive? Maybe. The plant is probably the most alive-feeling thing in the vicinity, but the parlor still feels exactly the same. And the smell that their clients were pointing out? Does this plant even have a smell? It’s just… Green. Wait, is it even alive? What if the cute florist gave him a fake plant? Hence, the immortality. Hence, the complete lack of smell. Hence-

Why the fuck is Jeongguk concerned about a fuckass plant?

~❀~

The next days go by slowly and uneventfully. Except for the suspicious glances being thrown at the succulent. Jeongguk still doesn’t care if it’s fake or not, but for whatever reason, Taehyung does care.

“It looks lonely as a rat.” Taehyung sighs into the quiet afternoon. “And you didn’t buy the candle I told you to get.” Never satisfied. That’s what Taehyung is.

“So, now we have feelings for plants, wow, maybe we do need to socialize more,” Jeongguk mutters while sketching a random plant. What the fuck. He quickly scribbles over the drawing and starts again. The plant really does look lonely, but he’s not going to admit it.

“Yeah, sure, you’re one to talk.” Taehyung rolls his eyes, shrugging. “The whole point was to make this place more lively and smell nice. This looks as if we were searching for a quick, sorry excuse.” He shakes his head and stands from his chair. “Where was the flower shop you went to? I need a break, I’ll buy something more… satisfying.” Taehyung decides, already going for the door, which surprisingly catches Jeongguk’s interest.

“What do you mean, satisfying?” Jeongguk says a little too quickly, watching Taehyung pause by the door.

“I mean something that actually makes this place look less like a waiting room for bad decisions,” he says. “Actual flowers, maybe. Something with a smell.” He shrugs. “Why?”

“No reason,” Jeongguk says, returning to his sketchbook, slightly embarrassed.

“You’re drawing a plant.”

“I’m not drawing a-” Jeongguk looks down with furrowed brows. He is, in fact, drawing a plant again. A suspiciously succulent-shaped plant. He closes the sketchbook with a loud sound. “It was a sketch for my next client.” He clears his throat before looking at Taehyung briefly. “The shop’s two streets over,” Jeongguk says finally, not looking up anymore, “above the laundromat… There’s a chalkboard outside.”

“A chalkboard,” Taehyung says, a bit uncertain about what to do with this information.

“Flower of the day.” A pause. “It’s, uhm, a thing they do.”

Taehyung’s mouth does something small and dangerous at the corners. “Right,” he smirks. “Flower of the day.”

“It’s just so you know what’s fresh.”

“Obviously, completely normal.” Taehyung nods, clearly amused, before opening the door. “I’ll be back in twenty.”

Jeongguk waits until the door closes and opens his sketchbook again. The soft outlines of a succulent staring back at him. Would Jimin give him another fake succulent if he came back? Did he really look like a loser who’s not capable of keeping a single plant alive the first time he went there? With a little shake of his head, he grabs his phone and starts typing into a search bar.

‘Can florists sell fake plants without telling you?’

~❀~

Jeongguk is busy with a client when Taehyung returns, but he doesn’t miss the way Taehyung is glowing. All smiley, with a bunch of white flowers in hand. He doesn’t have time to talk to him until they are both closing up, when his gaze falls upon the white flowers in a simple vase.

“Flowers of the day?” Jeongguk asks nonchalantly, while putting on his jacket.

“Yes, it’s daisies. You were right about the chalkboard. The guy there was actually funny, quite handsome too.” Taehyung smirks, not sparing Jeongguk a glance, but feeling his eyes boring into his back.

“Yeah? What did the chalkboard say?” Jeongguk mutters in a curious tone, then more quietly. “He sure is handsome. Pretty, even.”

“It said that daisies mean innocence, and that they don’t have that there, but they did have the flowers.” Taehyung chuckles. “I actually wouldn’t think that guy’s your type though.. I always pictured you with a soft, delicate omega.” He smirks teasingly.

That confuses Jeongguk a bit. What does Taehyung mean that Jimin is not a literal angel sent from the Moon herself? Looking like the most perfect, sweet, delicate omega? “Such a shame you’ve gone blind, Tae. How are you gonna continue tattooing?” Jeongguk shakes his head, deciding not to bother himself with Taehyung’s tasteless opinions before quickly bidding goodbye and disappearing into the night. He also doesn’t want to hear any more details about how the pretty omega made Taehyung laugh.

Oh my God, who said that?

~❀~

He also doesn’t know how he ended up standing in front of the flower shop the very next morning. But the chalkboard, swinging slightly in the soft morning breeze, is kinda grounding, he must admit. 

‘Flower of the day: Cherry blossom - means the beauty of impermanence. Here for two weeks a year. Make it count! :)’ 

There was also a small flower drawing in the corner of the chalkboard. Cute. Without further thinking, he pushes the front door and takes in the scent of fresh flowers before looking around the shop. Expecting the cute angel behind the counter, he tries to look at a few flowers to not look like a desperate loser, and makes a show of pretending to be actually interested in them.  

“Be with you right away!” Calls a voice from the back room, however, this voice isn’t the one Jeongguk is expecting. From behind a curtain, a foreign face suddenly emerges, leaving Jeongguk a bit stunned. Oh, that must be the handsome guy Taehyung was talking about. Not Jimin.

“Sorry, I had to rearrange some new flowers in the back! Are you looking for something specific?”  Seokjin, says his nametag, which Jeongguk, for once, doesn’t forget to read. 

“Uhh yeah, I was just looking around… For flowers.” He nods, which earns him an amused laugh. Nice, Jeongguk, next time ask for a gun. 

“I can help you with-”

“Sorry! Of course, I’m here for flowers, I’ll take like, I don’t know, ten of the cherry blossoms?” Jeongguk says in a hurry, quietly scanning the shop with his eyes, maybe hoping for another voice to call him out on being a dumb alpha who knows nothing about flowers. 

“Sure, they’re in season, so you’re lucky.” He receives a smile, while Seokjin wraps the delicate flowers in wrapping paper. 

“Lucky me, indeed,” Jeongguk mumbles and takes the flowers into his hands. “You’re, eh, working alone? Doesn’t it get busy?” He gives Seokjin an awkward smile. Loser behavior. 

“Sometimes. Mornings aren’t that busy. Wednesdays are usually pretty calm, but Tuesdays? Who would’ve thought everyone and their mother would want flowers on Tuesdays?” Seokjin laughs before proceeding with Jeongguk’s payment. "So, during those busy days, the owner helps me a lot." He smiles warmly. 

“Tuesdays… Interesting, well, thank you for the flowers.” He smiles and finally exits the shop. Tuesdays. Jeongguk thinks it’s a coincidence that he also might get an urge to buy flowers on a random Tuesday. Every Tuesday. 

He also hopes that the cherry blossoms aren’t fake. 

 ~❀~

How he finds himself in front of the same flower shop on the next Tuesday doesn’t have any explanation so far. The wind was blowing south this morning, and the shop happens to be on the southern side of the city. The chalkboard is still the same, offering cherry blossoms, but Jeongguk pays it no mind, going straight past it to the open door. 

“Good morning!” Finally, a voice he was hoping for. 

“Oh, it’s you again, hello.” Seokjin. Why does the universe want to make him look like a bigger loser than he already is? 

“Uhm, good morning. I was just… walking by and, you know, wanted to look around.” He nods, which earns him two bright smiles.

“Of course! Have a look, we still have some cherry blossoms and many succulents if you actually somehow murdered the previous one.” The angel laughs. It doesn't really matter to Jeongguk that he is laughing at his poor plant-keeping skills, what matters is that he is laughing. 

“Yeah, the succulent is actually still very much alive. I’ve had a few doubts if it’s even real.” Jeongguk gives Jimin a smile that is a little shy on the edges. 

“Excuse me? I would never sell a fake plant!” The slight furrow of Jimin’s brows gives away that Jeongguk might have fucked up again. “I have a reputation, integrity, and… beautiful, alive flowers.” He gestures towards the whole shop while chuckling a bit. “I would never sell a piece of plastic when all of this exists.” Seokjin is also snickering a bit, watching Jeongguk's embarrassed expression. 

“Uh, sorry, I didn’t mean to anger you, it’s just… The plant hasn’t even been growing.” Jeongguk smiles apologetically. 

“I mean, it’s only been two weeks since you got it.” Jimin laughs before cleaning a few stem cuttings from the counter. 

“Yeah, but shouldn’t it have grown at least a little bit?” Jeongguk shrugs, watching every move of Jimin’s hands, not noticing another smile curling the corners of Jimin’s mouth.

“You have to water it a bit for it to grow, you know?” Well, that sounds like a trick question. 

“I…know.” Jeongguk nods, but the teasing smile Jimin gives him is enough to say that his lie didn’t go through. 

“Water it once a week. Just dunk it into water and let the excess drain before putting it back into the pot.” 

“That sounds… like a sabotage.” That earns another chuckle from Jimin.

“It’ll grow. It just needs a little bit of time and patience,” yeah, with this assurance, Jeongguk will definitely keep that plant alive. Another greeting cuts through his daydreaming, averting his gaze from Jimin onto the new customer, who immediately starts talking to Seokjin. He clears his throat, actually remembering that he has to go to work. Ready to say goodbye, he meets Jimin's eyes, but cannot get any sound out. Completely captured by the omega’s soft, teasing gaze. 

“Come back with the succulent next time. I’ll check on the growing process.” Jimin says casually. As if he already knows that Jeongguk’s plan for next Tuesday is going to be loitering around one specific flower shop. 

“Yeah, I.. I will bring the evidence.” Jeongguk smirks, bowing slightly, already stepping towards the exit, before Jimin stops him. 

“Oh, wait! Here, a tulip, it’s the last one, and nobody buys a singular tulip. It’s, uhm, it means good luck.” Is that pink, dusting Jimin’s cheeks? Fuck, he’s going to lose it. The warmth of Jeongguk’s smile could melt every single flower in this shop, and he’s not even sure if flowers can melt. 

“Thank you, Jimin, how much do I-”

“Nothing, really, it’s on the house…” Jimin is definitely averting Jeongguk’s eyes. “So, next Tuesday? With the evidence?” 

“Yeah, next Tuesday, with the evidence.” Jeongguk flashes Jimin a smile before exiting with one last nod of his head. 

How did Jimin know he’d come again on Tuesday? Jeongguk doesn’t want to know. But he’ll sure as fuck be there. 

“Jeongguk, what the fuck? It’s going to smell like a flower shop in here.” He expected a snarky comment from Taehyung, but isn’t he a tad bit dramatic? He wanted Jeongguk to buy a plant, and suddenly it’s wrong?

“Jimin said it’s the last one, it was looking kinda sad, so I took it.” He shrugs, putting the singular tulip next to the half-dead cherry blossoms, most certainly dead daisies, and one still very much alive succulent.  

“You'd better still be alive by next Tuesday…” A whisper of hope that the omega will give him praise for his outstanding job of keeping the succulent alive. 

And a prayer that the small, apparently not fake, plant will survive the waterboarding that Jeongguk got assigned to do to it.   

 ~❀~

Jimin is still slightly smiling at the door, even when the customer who was talking to Jin left a few minutes after the handsome alpha.

“Lying to our customers, huh, didn’t take you for a liar.” A teasing voice interrupts Jimin’s thoughts about whether or not the handsome alpha will actually bring the succulent back alive.  

“What do you mean, lying? It was indeed the last tulip, and you know I don’t really like bringing a singular one home.” He shrugs while cleaning up the cutoff bits of wrapping paper. 

“Yeah, I do know that. I also know that tulip means passion, affection, lov-”

“Okay! Who wants tea!” Jimin says brightly, already moving towards the back room. 

“Jimin,” 

“Green or chamomile?”

“Jimin, a red tulip means-”

“Chamomile it is! Very soothing! Great for nerves, you seem tense, Jin!” Jimin yells from the back, not noticing the amused smile Seokjin is wearing. 

“I’m not tense, I’m just trying to have a normal conversation about a certain alp-”

“TEA’S READY!”

“Jimin, it’s been forty seconds.”

“Chamomile does wonders.” Jimin reappears from the back, places a mug firmly in front of Jin, and starts arranging a new bouquet to keep his hands busy. His ears are definitely pink, but Jin decides not to tease him any further.  

“I’m just saying that it was a very nice thing to do.” Jin smiles, wrapping both hands around the mug, tone still slightly teasing, but choosing not to pour more gasoline into the fire. 

“It was the last tulip… And he seemed like he needed the good luck.” Jimin shrugs, not sparing Jin a single glance. 

“Absolutely.”

“So,” Jimin says with finality, “that’s all.” He nods.

“That’s all.” Jin agrees and takes a sip of his tea. “He’s coming back on Tuesday, though.” 

“Jin, I will put you outside with the chalkboard, if you don’t-”

“Okay, okay,” Jin laughs, puts his mug down, and goes to do something useful. “Can’t wait for Tuesday,” is the last thing Jimin hears before Jin disappears to the back. 

Yeah… Jimin is also kinda excited for next Tuesday. 

~❀~

When the promised Tuesday comes, Jimin cannot stop glancing at the door from the moment they switch the ‘closed’ sign to ‘opened’. He doesn’t know why he’s so excited, but that doesn’t stop Jin from pointing it out first thing in the morning. He just wants to see if his tips about the succulent care were correct, nothing else. Then, why did Jimin notice the succulent in the alpha’s hands only after noticing his smile and eyes when he showed up? Who knows. 

“Good morning! I see that you’ve kept your promise.” Jimin smiles, already extending his hands so that he can take a closer look at the succulent.  

“Of course! I wanted to show you that I really am capable of taking care of precious things.” Jeongguk smiles, and maybe there is something more to the statement, but neither of them comments on it. 

“I’ll be the judge of that~” Jimin smiles, closely inspecting every crease of the succulent. “But you have high chances,” He grins, which earns him a smile from the alpha. “I actually never caught your name…” Jimin tries to sound casual, but there is a shy smile tugging at his lips. 

“Jeongguk! Sorry, my name’s Jeongguk.” The alpha- No, Jeongguk, politely extends his hand, which Jimin takes with a victory smile.

“Jeongguk,” Every syllable sounds so right on Jimin’s tongue. “You’ve actually done a great job at keeping the succulent alive, congratulations, I’ve underestimated you.” Jimin chuckles before handing him the succulent back. 

“Thank you, Jimin, so… Do you think I’m ready for something more difficult?” Jeongguk smirks, eyeing all kinds of flowers around the shop, which earns him a teasing tilt of Jimin’s head.

“I don’t know, Jeongguk, are you? Let’s have a look.” With a little gesture of his hand, they both start strolling around the shop, with Jimin pointing out all kinds of plants for beginners, not forgetting to throw many fun facts into the explanation. 

“And at first it grows towards the darkest place it can find because that usually means there’s a big tree to climb! It also represents long life and good luck.” Jeongguk could listen to Jimin talk about plants forever. Does he know his eyes sparkle and brows furrow when he’s excited? Oh, there’s a pretty flower. 

“You’re adorable,” Jeongguk mumbles, gaze still fixed on the small card tucked in the flower’s pot. When he is met with silence, he snaps his eyes back to Jimin, only then realizing what he said out loud, when he sees how pink Jimin’s cheeks are. “Oh- uhm, the flower, the white one, Camellia? It says on the card that-” Thankfully, a loud laugh interrupts them, belonging to Jin, who is standing behind the counter for God knows how long. 

“Sorry! Don’t stop flirting on my account, I was just getting the scissors!” Jin continues chuckling while disappearing into the back again. 

Yeah, now they were both definitely bright pink in the face. 

“I meant to say that… you are also adorable. The flower was probably a hint from the universe.” Jeongguk chuckles, receiving a shy smile from Jimin.

“Thank you, Jeongguk. Do you think it was also a sign from the universe that you should bring one to the tattoo shop?” Jimin smirks. Jin is probably clapping for him and his marketing strategy from the back. By the laugh that leaves Jeongguk, he assumes it was actually an outstanding strategy.

“Yeah, I actually do think so. Could you wrap one for me? Do it adorably, so we don’t mess up the meaning of this beauty.” Jimin thinks there is also a hidden message in there, but he’ll let that slide. 

The Camellia is wrapped and carefully handed to Jeongguk in record time, and if Jimin’s ears are still pink while doing it, neither of them mentions it. 

“Thank you so much for your time, Jimin. I guess I’ll see you on Tuesday?” Jeongguk smirks, knowing there’s no point in denying his weekly highlight of coming to the flower shop. 

“Of course, Jeongguk, it was my pleasure. Can’t wait for Tuesday! Have a lovely day.” Jimin smiles before waving slightly. And that smile doesn’t leave, even when the alpha is already out of the shop, or even when Jin starts teasing him about the whole situation right away. Jimin’s smile slightly dims only when the undertones of cardamom and cedar start to blend into the smell of flowers, already excited for it to become stronger next Tuesday.    

 ~❀~

Unsurprisingly, it isn’t only the next Tuesday that Jimin is excited for, but also the fourth and sixth when he automatically smiles the second he hears the chirpy bell above the door every Tuesday morning.  Jeongguk actually manages to keep the succulent and Camellia alive and growing, which would have been a private victory if Taehyung hadn't constantly teased him not only about Jeongguk’s possessive behavior towards them, but also about his weekly flower subscription every time he comes back to work with a bunch of new flowers neither of them has ever heard of. During these few weeks, Seokjin wanted to be in charge of writing on the chalkboard for God knows what reason, nevertheless, Jeongguk looks forward to it and cannot really decide which writing is his favorite. He also suspects a few of them are indirectly teasing him. 

‘Some people come for the flowers. Some people come back.’

This one was a little suspicious.

‘Jimin has been in a good mood since Tuesday for no reason. I’m a chalkboard. I don’t have opinions.’ 

Yep, this one was definitely about him. 

Today is Tuesday, morning of course, and Jeongguk is on his way to the flower shop with a noticeable nervous undertone bleeding into his pheromones. The omega and his flowers seem to be on his mind all the time, to the extent that his sketchbook consists not only of various flowers but also a few light sketches of full lips and bright eyes. What catches his attention from his thoughts is an unusually long writing on the chalkboard, which makes Jeongguk speed up a bit to read it as soon as possible. 

‘We close at six! Jimin will still be here at seven talking to Fittonias. Don’t be weird about it.’

Fuck. That’s so fucking cute. 

“Good Morning! Oh, Jeongguk, good morning.” Fuck, again. The change in Jimin’s tone every time he notices Jeongguk is also fucking cute. 

“Morning, Jimin. How was your week?” Jeongguk smiles when he comes closer to the counter and sees Jimin already smiling brightly at him. 

“Morning to Jin, too! Thank you, Jeongguk.” Mumbles a voice only a few feet away, while watering some petunias. Yes, Jeongguk did a tiny research on some flowers  ̶t̶o̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶ ̶l̶o̶o̶k̶ ̶l̶i̶k̶e̶ ̶a̶ To look like a desperate loser.  

“Morning, Seokjin!” Jeongguk smiles apologetically before returning his eyes to Jimin. 

“My week was great! Long, but we’ve got a bunch of Sweet Williams delivered, and there were some rumors that we might get a few stems of Birds of Paradise! They’re like, so rare and beautiful, I haven’t-” proper name, place name, backstory stuff. Jimin is so cute every time he’s passionately talking about flowers that Jeongguk has no clue about.   

“That sounds lovely, Jimin.” Jeongguk’s smile widens even more when he catches on that Jimin is now just looking at him expectantly. 

“Really? I think that seventeen dollars for a stem isn’t that lovely.” Jimin chuckles, clearly amused by Jeongguk’s silence. 

“Uhh, yeah, that actually sounds horrible.” He laughs apologetically before opening his mouth again.

“Did you tell him about the Gardenias we’ve got?” Jin’s voice comes closer, slightly teasing on the edges, as he stands next to Jimin behind the counter. 

“No, why? It’s been in our shop for ages.” Jimin tilts his head slightly.

“Jeongguk, did you know that Gardenias smell like something you’d make a candle of? Special candle. Something you’d light for, you know, the vibe.” Jin smirks before disappearing to the back again, leaving the two of them and their pinkish ears in silence.

“Uhm, yeah, I didn’t… know that.” Jeongguk laughs quietly, meeting Jimin’s gaze, which is full of plans on how to cut someone’s tongue out without facing jail. “I was thinking, actually…” That sentence alone erases all the knives from the omega’s eyes and brings the curious shine back. 

“Yeah? Were you thinking about buying a stem of Bird of Paradise? Or… Gardenias?” Jimin chuckles a bit, the pink on his cheeks now matching his ears. 

“No, I think Taehyung will actually murder me if I bring another flower to the parlor.” Jeongguk laughs before rubbing his hands together for a bit. “I wanted to ask if you happen to be… free after finishing your shift?” Jeongguk mumbles, nervousness clear in his pheromones.

“Oh, uhm, free, as in…”

“A date. I would love to… take you out on a date.” Jeongguk nods and smiles with a bit more confidence, which only grows as he watches Jimin’s cheeks go even redder. 

“I would love to go on a date with you.” Jimin’s smile is Jeongguk’s highlight of every Tuesday. And every daydream. And dream. 

“Amazing, so.. I can pick you up when you end your shift? At seven? Or would you like more time to…”

“My shift ends at six, I thought you’d know that by now.” Jimin smiles teasingly, and Jeongguk mirrors the smile. 

“I do know, actually, but someone, or rather something, teased that you might be here until seven talking to a very boring flower.” Jeongguk winks before scrunching his nose a bit. “I’ll text you. See you later, Jimin.” And with one last smile, he is out the door, not missing Jimin’s yell.

“JIN, YOU’VE LOST YOUR CHALKBOARD PRIVILEGES!” 

 ~❀~

Jimin receives a text from Jeongguk five minutes after six, letting him know that he’s about to finish up with a client, and then he’ll be on his way. Jeongguk texted him during the day that it’s going to be a more casual date and that he doesn’t need to worry about dress code, and just to be himself. Yeah, easier said than done when you have a date with a hot alpha in only a few minutes. Luckily, Jimin came to the shop in a soft, green sweater and comfy pants, making him possibly even cuter than usual. With a slight touch-up of his makeup, he decided to spend the last few moments watering the plants and maybe exchange a few words with some of them, missing a soft chime of the doorbell.

“So the chalkboard didn’t lie at all.” A soft chuckle startles Jimin out of his thoughts. 

“Jeongguk! The sign says we’re closed, so no intruders after six pm!” Jimin smirks as he puts the watering can down and comes closer to Jeongguk. 

“I’ll be right out! I just need to take one adorable omega with me…” The way Jeongguk is smiling brings a little color to Jimin’s cheeks, who only waves him off before locking the shop behind them. 

“I know a lot about sweet-talking alphas, you won’t get to me that easily.” Jimin grins and follows Jeongguk’s lead. 

“The only thing sweet around here is you.” That pulls a soft laugh not only from Jimin but also from Jeongguk. “Sorry, I was just… really nervous, and I talk quite a bit when I’m nervous.” That confession warms Jimin’s heart, knowing that the alpha is also nervously excited. 

They walk for a few minutes, filling the air with comfortable conversation about their week, work, and friends, before arriving at a rooftop bar, where there was a small gathering in the corner. The spring breeze is warm and inviting to take a seat and enjoy the view with a soft blanket. However, Jeongguk slowly makes his way to the gathering. He talks to the host for a while before he smiles back at Jimin and comes closer. 

“Come, our seats are right there.” He smiles and politely extends his hand to guide Jimin through the few chairs and small tables. Jimin looks at his hand for a second, a small smile appearing on his lips, before he takes it.

“Jeongguk, what is this gathering?” Jimin asks a bit unsure, because the only thing he sees are a few pots and…. “Oh my, are we going to paint pots?” Jimin asks excitedly as he follows Jeongguk and lets himself be guided to their seats. On the table are not only pots of various sizes but also acrylic paints, and a bottle of wine with a few snacks. “Jeongguk, this is adorable!” Jimin is beaming with excitement.  

“I’m glad to hear that, Jimin. I wasn’t really sure what to do for our first date, because I wanted us to be… us! And I have troubles opening up to someone in a fancy restaurant where the only concern on my mind is whether or not I’m eating spaghetti the right way.” Jeongguk confesses with an honest laugh, and Jimin agrees. He absolutely hates fancy restaurant dates. 

“This is actually a dream date of mine, so you are stepping up to my standards,” Jimin winks teasingly before looking at the pots more carefully, while Jeongguk opens the wine and pours them both a glass. “But I think it’s quite unfair that I’ll have to compete in drawing against someone who does it for work.” 

“We can make a bet on who draws a better flower?” Jeongguk suggests while clinking his glass to Jimin’s. 

“Deal, but don’t come home crying when I absolutely destroy you,” Jimin smirks, and even though Jeongguk loves a challenge, he might actually lose this one, definitely on purpose.

So, the drawing battle begins. However, the term battle loses its meaning only a few strokes of brushes later when they both start to talk about themselves. Their hobbies, favorite shows, and stories from their childhood. With every sip of wine, the conversation turns sillier, both of them having long forgotten there had ever been a bet.  

“And when I finished my degree, I just didn’t view myself as an engineer, and I’ve always been drawing everywhere on every surface available, so I just decided to take a tattooing course, and here I am.” Jeongguk chuckles when he notices that Jimin’s attention is all on him, forgetting to paint his pot.   

“It’s always better to listen to your heart, and you can always go back to engineering if you ever change your mind.” Jimin smiles, going back to painting. 

“You’re right. And you? Have you always wanted to have a flower shop, or did you become bored with being a supermodel?” Jeongguk smirks, which earns him a laugh from Jimin. 

“That was smooth, but unfortunately, no. My story is boring. I’ve always wanted to have my own flower shop because my mom had hers back in Busan, so I’ve been inspired since I was a child.” He smiles, finishing up his glass of wine, which Jeongguk quickly fills up again. 

“It’s not boring, it suits you. You seem like a person who cherishes people who are close to him with his whole heart.” That warms Jimin’s heart a lot. It is true, he always wanted to make his closest people feel loved. “I hope that they return it to you. You really deserve it.”

“They do, I really have the best people around me, you don't need to worry.” Jimin smiles genuinely before he finishes painting his pot. There are a lot of small flowers and butterflies all over, surrounded by white dots. When he looks over at Jeongguk’s pot, there are not only a few small daisies but also a few drawings of various animals. Mostly kittens. “You like cats?” Jimin asks curiously.

“Oh, I love them, but I don’t think I’m capable of raising one since, you know, I’m barely capable of keeping a plant alive.” They both chuckle, but Jimin must say that Jeongguk’s gotten better at keeping them alive since they met. “Do you like cats?”   

“I adore them, but I’m allergic, so I can only appreciate them from afar.” 

“That’s a shame.. Kitties really do draw you in.” Mine could also draw you in- Jimin puts the almost-empty glass back on the table with an embarrassed clearing of his throat and pinkish cheeks. 

“They do,” He simply nods before patting his cheeks a bit. “I’m done! What about you?” 

“Same here! Unfortunately, we can take them home only after they sit for twenty-four hours in the dryer, so I guess I’ll stop by tomorrow and drop them off at your shop?” Jeongguk suggests with a smile, already excited that not only his Tuesday is bright, but also his Wednesday will be! And by the smile Jimin gives him, he is probably thinking the same. 

Once they clean up after themselves and are on their way out, Jeongguk leads the way to some street food stands.

“Do you fancy some tteokbokki? I always crave them after drinking wine.” He suggests, while keeping a respectable distance between them, but not shying away from throwing frequent glances at the omega next to him. 

“Of course! Hope I don’t scare you off, because not only do I have zero knowledge about spaghetti etiquette, but I also know nothing about the tteokbokki one, either.” Jimin laughs, which earns him a slight shove to his shoulder. When they get to the market, there are a lot more people than usual, which makes Jeongguk a bit uneasy, carefully going through the crowd with his hand resting at the small of Jimin’s back, guiding him, so that they wouldn’t get lost. And if the light touch makes Jimin’s belly swirl, then he doesn’t comment on it. And his pink cheeks are hot from the wine, nothing else.  

With both of them having their own serving of hot tteokbokki and being away from the crowd, they walk around the Han River for a bit, enjoying their time together, neither of them wanting the date to end so soon. They exchange a few more stories and fun facts, occasionally getting interrupted by a hiss about the food being too hot, before settling into a few moments of comfortable silence after finishing their food.  

“Do you have a favorite flower? Or are you scared that the other ones would get jealous?” Jeongguk’s smile turns teasing, which only grows when he hears Jimin chuckle. 

“I do have one, actually. But I’ll tell you only because there are no flowers around.” He winks at Jeongguk before smiling again. “My favorite one is Echinacea. It looks striking and confident from the outside, but the real value is in what it does quietly,” He continues while staring at the calm water flowing a few feet from them. “The healing aspect is not something the flower announces with its boldness, you have to earn that knowledge. So, it’s my favorite not only for its beauty but also for its ability to heal.” He smiles at Jeongguk before feeling his cheeks go hot again when he notices that Jeongguk is staring at him with the fondest smile he’s ever seen. 

“That’s beautiful. It reminds me of you. You’re also very beautiful and healing.” Jeongguk scrunches his nose, his smile widening when he catches that even Jimin’s ears got pink. 

“I.. thank you, Jeongguk,” He whispers before standing a bit straighter. “There’s one more actually. Wisteria. It’s not really a cut flower, so I can’t keep it in the shop, and a bouquet of only wisteria is nearly impossible to put together properly, but…” He shrugs, but still keeps a small smile. “It’s a little dream of mine.” Jeongguk’s going to make that dream come true, even if he were to grow his own wisteria.  “Do you have a favorite flower?” Jimin smiles curiously. That question catches Jeongguk by surprise.

“Oh, me? I… didn’t know much about flowers, but I’ve been studying ever since… one cute omega brought flower knowledge into my life.” He grins and thinks for a while. “I’ve grown fond of sunflowers.  They seem like a happy flower, always turning to the one thing they love the most, the sun. I’ve read somewhere that they mean loyalty, which makes sense.” He smiles before meeting Jimin’s fond gaze. “Does flower talk make you emotional?” He chuckles curiously. 

“Not emotional, it’s just… you did research about flowers just for me, that’s… very kind of you, Jeongguk.” Jimin’s eyes could compete with hearts and stars, which only made Jeongguk more shy.  

“I was actually surprised the first time we were out of the shop that you naturally don’t smell like flowers,” Jeongguk confessed sheepishly, while fidgeting with his fingers. “You have a beautiful scent, like honey and herbs. I was just stereotypical about you working in a flower shop and… you know.” He shrugs before clearing his throat, and Jimin chuckles while nodding. 

“I get that a lot, actually, don’t worry. But sometimes, when the fresh flowers arrive, I do smell like them even when I'm already at home, so I guess the universe is telling me that I should smell like flowers at all times.” 

Jeongguk only then realizes that the warm smell Jimin’s flowers have isn’t the flowers themselves, but Jimin all along. Of course, honey, herbs, and flowers. His favorite combination from now on. 

Their date is slowly coming to an end since they both have to go to work the next morning. That doesn’t stop them from lazily walking around and avoiding the walk to Jimin’s home at all costs. They are slowly sobering from the bottle of wine, but there are still a few fleeting touches to one’s arm or the back of the hand. It’s only when Jimin announces that they have made it to his apartment that Jeongguk realizes he has missed all the chances to hold Jimin’s hand. Fuck you, Jeongguk. 

“It was an amazing date, thank you for everything, Jeongguk.” Jimin smiles at him softly, nervously digging into the ground with the tip of his shoe. 

“It was. I’m glad we finally got to know each other more, Jimin. I would love to go on another date if you’d let me take you out again.” Jeongguk smiles with cheeks a bit redder than before, but now he cannot blame the wine. 

“I would love that, very much.” Jimin grins before blinking a bit, surprised when Jeongguk suddenly takes his hands into his own, noticeably bigger ones. What he doesn’t expect at all is a polite kiss on the back of his hand, which only gets him giggling. “Have I got myself a gentleman?” Jimin grins bashfully before squeezing Jeongguk’s hands in his. “Have a good night, text me when you get home.” He smiles, looking at Jeongguk for a little bit before he leans on his tiptoes and presses a soft peck to his cheek. Not wanting to face the consequences, namely Jeongguk’s teasing smile, he bolts to the door with one energetic wave and excited laugh before disappearing, leaving Jeongguk with his own dumb smile and wild heart. 

 ~❀~

The cheek kisses only get more frequent and closer to Jeongguk’s lips with each date, both of them still being respectful, but clearly wanting to finally cross the stage of dancing around the real kiss and maybe something more. The something more has started to invade Jimin’s thoughts more often than the actual kiss, which only earns him an internal scolding. If only he knew that Jeongguk daydreams about making love to his soon-to-be omega, too, maybe he wouldn’t feel like such a perv. 

The real first kiss finally comes after their fifth date, while loitering in front of Jimin’s apartment again. They are just talking about silly things, holding hands, and pretty much going in circles around the building since neither of them wants to part ways.

“I don’t want to go inside.” Jimin pouts as Jeongguk pulls him closer to his chest. “You smell like home…” He whispers and takes in Jeongguk’s scent fully. 

“Fuck, Jimin.” Jeongguk sighs before he cradles Jimin’s face in both his hands, making him look up. “I need to kiss you this instant, or I’m gonna explo-” A pair of soft, full lips are immediately on his, making Jeongguk sigh contentedly, before he feels delicate hands on his nape and in his hair. It is everything Jeongguk has dreamed of ever since he first saw the omega. And that’s exactly why he cannot stop kissing Jimin, earning a muffled chuckle from him. 

“Let me breathe, Jeongguk,” Jimin mumbles with a smile, only receiving a shake of Jeongguk’s head. “Be a good alpha for me.” He grins, which stuns Jeongguk a bit. 

“Don’t say things like that, or we’ll be here forever.” Jeongguk groans, looking into Jimin’s eyes for a few seconds. 

“That doesn’t sound bad at all~” Jimin smiles before pressing another firm kiss to Jeongguk’s lips. “But we have work tomorrow, so we need to be responsible.” He keeps being interrupted by small kisses to his lips while he is talking, but that only makes him smile even wider. 

“I’ll text you when I get home, but… I’m taking you out again on Friday, yeah? We’ll do something nice.” Jeongguk promises as he nudges his nose to the omega’s cheek, scenting him lightly. “Have a good night, Jimin.” 

“You too, Jeongguk. Thank you for the date, it was lovely.” He smiles, and with the promise of a better Friday, he waves goodbye before disappearing, leaving Jeongguk standing on the pavement with his hands in his pockets and absolutely no desire to go home. 

 ~❀~

One would think that the kiss would calm them down at least a little bit. That was a sick joke. Signed by Seokjin. 

Not only did he find them practically making out at seven in the morning at the flower shop, when Seokjin was the one who was supposed to open, but he also had to listen to all their shameless flirting during every one of Jeongguk’s visits. He was supposed to come only on Tuesdays, so why is he there every fucking day?! 

The writing ‘Flower of the day: White lily - means purity and innocence. Nobody in this shop has any. I thought this would calm down after the first kiss. I was wrong - Seokjin.’ hasn’t left the chalkboard since Tuesday, and it was already Friday.

Seokjin finishes wrapping up a bouquet for a young lady, bids her goodbye, and turns to search for the couple in the corner of the shop with his eyes. Jeongguk has his hand permanently on Jimin’s hip, while Jimin is having a monologue about how he’s been thinking about rearranging the whole front display and asking for Jeongguk’s opinion, while gesturing at various flowers. Seokjin has to laugh at the way Jeongguk is nodding along like he understands everything, but his eyes are only full of love and Jimin. No flowers at all. 

“Jeongguk! Don’t you have work to go to? You’ll see each other tonight. Jimin couldn’t stop talking about it since Tuesday, so go and try to calm yourself on your way to work.” Seokjin shakes his head, knowing that not only is he being held hostage by the two of them, but so is Taehyung, with whom he’s been sharing his suffering.  

With only a little shame, the two of them take a small step from each other, but Jeongguk’s hand never leaves Jimin. “Okay, I have to go, but we’ll see each other tonight. I’ll come over around seven, so don’t talk to any plants for too long.” Jeongguk grins before Jimin smacks him on the shoulder. “Can I have a kiss for good luck and flower of the day to piss Taehyung off?” He laughs before following Jimin’s laughter to the counter. 

“I don’t know about the kiss, but the white lilies will be right with you.” Jimin chuckles before wrapping up a few stems. 

“Oh, is my dear going to refuse kissing me? Should I start reciting Romeo? Or should I straight up start beggi-”

“Time’s up! I don’t need to hear about your kinks! Go before I kick you out!” Seokjin yells while covering his ears. 

Jimin only laughs, not even attempting to hide his pink cheeks, as he hands Jeongguk the wrapped-up lilies and pulls him closer by the collar of his shirt. The kiss doesn’t last long, but it definitely tells everything Jimin feels. “You can save the begging for later.” He winks, which earns him a teasing smile from Jeonggukk. 

“I will. Have a lovely day, you two. See you later, Jiminie.” Jeongguk waves while exiting the shop.

“I can’t even imagine what I’m going to go through on Monday.” Seokjin sighs before receiving a slight shove from Jimin. “What? You’re gonna sit here and tell me that you're not going to jump his bones the minute you two close the door to your apartment?” He grins teasingly when he notices Jimin’s pink cheeks. 

“I didn’t say anything.” Jimin smiles very pleasantly, straightening a bouquet that was already perfectly straight.

“You didn’t deny it either!” Jin points at him. “Oh God, you’re down bad!”

“Jin,” Jimin says serenely, “go write something new on the chalkboard, it needs to be updated.” 

“You’re deflecting.”

“You should change the flower of the day, we’re almost out of lilies.” Jimin continues calmly while going to the back. 

He’s definitely going to climb Jeongguk like a tree, but he’ll try to be respectful about it. Key word, try. 

 ~❀~

Jeongguk has been standing in front of Jimin’s apartment building for at least five minutes, clutching the bouquet a bit more tightly than he intended. He is holding a bouquet of wisteria, tied by himself, so it is falling apart a little. With a steadying inhale, he rings the bell before stepping inside after a buzzing sound. He already hears Jimin open the door on his floor while going up the stairs, carefully hiding the bouquet behind his back. They planned a domestic date for tonight. Cooking dinner together and spending some quality time while watching a movie afterwards, so Jeongguk is dressed appropriately.

When Jimin comes into view, Jeongguk only smiles lovingly before Jimin catches him in a sweet kiss, not even greeting him first. Jeongguk laughs into Jimin’s lips as he is pulled inside and used to push the door shut.

“I missed you.” Jimin pouts when he pulls away and caresses Jeongguk’s cheek. 

“I missed you too, but the white lilies made it more bearable.” He smiles and pecks him on the tip of his nose before revealing the bouquet of wisterias. “And I have a feeling that these will make your night more bearable.” When Jimin registers what Jeongguk is holding, there is a quiet gasp before he hugs Jeongguk with all his strength.

“O-oh my goddess, Jeongguk, where did you get those?!” He doesn’t even notice that the hallway smells like the sweetest honey known to mankind, but Jeongguk is thriving in it. 

“It’s a secret. I cannot let you know, because you’d start selling it in the shop, and then it wouldn’t be as sacred.” Jeongguk grins, keeping it to himself. Jimin doesn’t need to know that he bought multiple bouquets that had wisteria in them and made the wisteria-only one by himself.   

“Cheeky alpha, I’ll forgive you this once. But really, thank you very much, it means a lot.” Jimin’s smile could compete with the sun, and it would lose. Jeongguk has to give him another passionate kiss for that smile. 

“Anything to see you smile like that.” Jeongguk chuckles when he sees Jimin’s cheeks go bright pink again. Jimin quickly disappears to put the bouquet in a vase in the kitchen before clapping excitedly and coming back. 

“Okay, come on in, make yourself at home!” With quick steps, Jimin shows Jeongguk around before they both settle into the kitchen. Jimin starts putting out the ingredients for some fancy, creamy pasta, since they both still despise restaurant spaghetti etiquette, and no one can judge them here at home. Jeongguk opens a bottle of wine to make the cooking more fun, and the conversation floats naturally after that. 

Neither of them is an excellent cook, so sometimes they get lost in the topic and forget about the boiling water, which then splashes all over the stove, or they get caught up in a few definitely innocent kisses, which causes the chicken breast to be a little more crispy than they intended at first. So, when they are almost finished, and Jimin feels a warm body pressing to his back, he has to laugh.

“No! We’re almost done, we’re not going to mess up the grand finale! Keep your kisses for after dinner.” He grins, but no amount of nagging can pull Jeongguk away. He starts pressing small kisses to the side of Jimin’s neck, and even when he can clearly hear Jimin purring slightly, he is shoved away. “My glass is empty~” Jimin chuckles when he hears Jeongguk sigh. So, instead of distracting Jimin, he pours them both another glass and starts preparing cutlery. When Jimin said that Jeongguk is a gentleman on the first date, he was definitely talking about him being more of a big baby.

When they both finally settle down and start eating, the table gets quieter with comfortable silence, occasionally interrupted by compliments to the chefs or some silly questions like “From which flowers would you make pasta if you could?”

“So, have you decided what we’re going to watch?” Jeongguk asks while swirling a last bit of wine in his glass before finishing it. 

“I was thinking about the new comedy that everyone keeps talking about, but if you’re more of a romance guy, I can search something up.” Jimin smiles while taking the cleared plates, and with a bit of help from Jeongguk, they put them all in the dishwasher.

“Comedy sounds good! Should I prepare some snacks? Or dessert?” Jeongguk asks politely, and before he can stop his thoughts, they are already suggesting other kinds of desserts he might receive if he makes the right moves. 

“I’m stuffed! But we can prepare some later?” Jimin suggests while patting his tummy lightly, which only makes Jeongguk even more turned on, when the thoughts don’t stop at dessert. To stay sane, he starts fidgeting with the blanket that’s thrown on the couch, trying to make it look inviting and comfortable. Luckily, it does the job, and Jimin is soon in his arms, holding hands under the comfy, warm blanket.

The movie sure is great, by the way Jimin is chuckling almost all the time, but Jeongguk’s thoughts are everywhere. On Jimin’s warm body that’s pressing against him, his warm hand that he started drawing small circles on since God knows when, and on the smell of his hair, that’s right under his nose. Jeongguk’s scent shifts slightly, cedar getting warmer, deeper, and Jimin notices before he can pretend not to. Slowly, he takes a long breath in and snuggles to Jeongguk’s side a bit tighter, the movie already a background noise for both of them. 

Jimin’s head tilts back slightly until it's resting against Jeongguk’s shoulder, exposing his neck, which he absolutely did not do on purpose. When their eyes meet, Jimin smiles sweetly, his tongue wetting his lips briefly. His smile definitely expands when he hears Jeongguk take a long, steadying breath after his eyes fall to Jimin’s neck for a second. 

“Comfortable?” Jeongguk asks quietly, pressing a soft kiss to Jimin’s cheekbone.  

Jimin nods, eyes still full of stars and small fire, which definitely starts growing the more he smells Jeongguk’s deeper scent. “Very,” He whispers, slowly looking between Jeongguk’s eyes and lips. “You’re warm, grounding… smell really nice.” Jimin sees the way Jeongguk swallows nervously, which only makes him smile again. 

“Jimin…” Jeongguk whispers, a bit hesitant, but before he can overthink it, Jimin presses a hard kiss to his lips. Jeongguk only quietly groans as he takes Jimin’s cheek into his hand and starts stroking it with his thumb, while deepening the kiss. Jimin’s hands are instantly on him and in his hair, tugging at it slightly, to receive at least one more groan from Jeongguk. What he gets is more than a groan, it could also pass as a whimper, which spurs Jimin on a bit more than he expects, because the second he hears it, he climbs into Jeongguk’s lap like a wild animal. The blanket is already on the floor, making Jimin shiver from the slightly colder temperature, but the warm kisses make up for it.

Jeongguk’s hands start to wander until they finally settle on the omega’s waist, which he has been dreaming of grabbing since day one, squeezing it tightly between his fingers. He doesn’t know what to focus on first, the fact that Jimin’s thighs are on each side of his hips, that Jimin’s gorgeous butt is sitting on his thighs, that he’s squeezing the omega’s waist as if he could disappear any second, or the sweet, soft tongue in his mouth that’s the best dessert he could ask for during a movie night. “Fuck~ You’re a dream.” He whispers, taking Jimin’s face in his hands and actually looking at him for a bit. Those shiny, plump lips that are even bigger than usual and desperate eyes with a little flush of pink on his cheeks definitely stir something in Jeongguk’s abdomen. “You’re so beautiful, I- May I lay you down?” He whispers hopefully. Jimin takes a slow breath before he gives Jeongguk a quick set of nods. He carefully holds Jimin by the waist and lays him on the couch underneath him, taking a few seconds just to look at him. The comfy, yet slightly formal outfit Jimin is wearing is a bit scrunched on the waist by the alpha’s strong hold on it, his chest is quickly falling because of the short breaths the omega is taking, and the way he squeezes his thighs together is Jeongguk's last straw. 

Jimin yelps unexpectedly when Jeongguk grabs him by the thighs and pulls him closer, so that their crotches almost touch. Looking into Jeongguk’s eyes is like looking into someone desperate - not for food, but for something he’s been craving forever. “J-jeongguk, please, I’ve been thinking about this all day. I really want this.” He whispers desperately, hands sliding across Jeongguk’s chest and arms, squeezing everything underneath them. The unnecessary amount of clothes makes Jimin growl, already trying to tear the shirt off Jeongguk’s chest, which makes him laugh. 

“Easy, baby, you’ll ruin my clothes.” Jeongguk chuckles while taking his shirt off, basking in the way Jimin’s already pink cheeks turn a little more pinkish from the nickname and how his hands are immediately back on his now bare chest. Even if he teases Jimin, his patience also isn't the best, which is why he's taking Jimin’s shirt off next and slowly caressing his lean body. “So pretty. The prettiest omega.” He whispers, pressing a deep kiss to Jimin’s lips and continuing his way to his exposed neck, licking and sucking on the sensitive skin, spurred on by Jimin’s squeezing touches not only on his biceps but also in his hair. The wet kisses leave behind not only a trail of saliva but also a trail of small love marks, proudly glistening against Jimin’s soft skin, showing off that Jeongguk is the only one who can do this to Jimin. To his Jimin. 

The kisses don’t stop until the hem of Jimin’s pants gets in the way, earning a frustrated grunt from Jeongguk. Immediately, he’s pulling the pants a bit roughly off the omega's long legs. The sight that spreads in front of him is enough to take his breath away for a few moments, and makes him sit back on his heels and observe Jimin’s body with stuttering breathing. Not only is Jimin soaking wet, so Jeongguk can see it through his grey panties, but the strong smell of pheromones makes Jeongguk’s head spin a little. Jimin quickly tries to hide himself by squeezing his thighs together, but is stopped by Jeongguk’s strong grip, forcing his thighs to stay open. “Fucking hell, you’re wet like a little slut.” He whispers hungrily, forcing himself to swallow or he’ll soon be salivating like a fucking dog. 

The filth of Jeongguk’s words makes Jimin even more shy, covering his face with his hands and whining. “I-It’s your fault! Do something about it, alpha.” He whispers shakily, trying to gain some friction by circling his hips a bit, but whining when he cannot find anything. He gasps quietly when he suddenly feels a warm, wet sensation over his panties, quickly taking his hands off his face, only to find Jeongguk’s gaze staring right back at him on the same level as his crotch. Fuck, Jeongguk’s warm breath is enough to make him even more desperate. With a little bit of shame left in Jimin, he starts grinding his clothed pussy on Jeongguk’s mouth, earning a groan from him. His thighs slowly cage Jeongguk’s head between them, as one hand makes its way to Jeongguk’s hair before whining again. “P-please?”

That one tiny plea is enough for Jeongguk to push Jimin’s wet panties to the side, revealing the glistening, warm pussy he has been dreaming of since the first date. He cannot stop himself from touching it, carefully sliding his thumb from Jimin’s clit across the slick, warm hole all the way to his asshole. Jimin shakes a bit from the touch, trying not to make a sound, causing Jeongguk to smirk a little, as he puts his thumb into his mouth, sucking the slick off as if it’s his last meal. The moan that leaves Jeongguk is loud and shameless, already loving the mixture of slight sweetness with a hint of tanginess. “Fuck, Jimin, your pussy is going to be my favorite meal from now on.” Jeongguk groans before licking a fat stripe from his asshole to his clit again, kissing the hidden bud. 

“J-jeongguk~ stop talking.” He whines, already embarrassed by the amount of wetness. “A-and stop licking… there,” Jimin whispers and gasps loudly when he feels a tongue only on his asshole this time.

“Here? But you taste so good, Jimin, I have to taste you everywhere.” Jeongguk groans, coming back to Jimin’s clit, giving it a few small licks before taking it between his lips and sucking in short intervals, while continuing with kitten licks. The moans from Jimin come instantly, even if he's trying to shut himself up with his palm, which transforms the sounds into muffled whines, making Jeongguk even hornier if that’s possible. The grip he has on Jimin’s thighs cannot compete with the one Jimin has on Jeongguk’s hair, not allowing him to pull away even for a little. But that doesn’t concern Jeongguk at all. If he’ll suffocate today because of Jimin’s pussy, then be it. When Jimin's thighs start to twitch a little after a while, Jeongguk’s tongue leaves his clit to lick and kiss at his inner and outer lips, not wanting to give Jimin an orgasm this quickly. When he finally starts licking at his hole, he cannot hold himself back anymore, his tongue slowly making its way inside the warm, wet, and inviting hole. Jimin must feel his moans deep inside with the way Jeongguk’s moaning at the addictive taste of his omega. At first, he tries to lick the omega’s pussy clean before diving into it face-first. Nose pressing against his clit and tongue buried deep inside, curving up slightly, to graze all the sensitive spots, which has Jimin successfully twitching, whining, and clutching Jeongguk’s hair in a death grip. Jeongguk leaves his eyes slightly open to watch all the reactions to his tongue, which has him proudly smirking and pressing his own hips into the couch to relieve some pressure.      

When Jimin starts to grind his pussy a bit more aggressively against his mouth, he slowly slips two fingers beside his tongue, also curving them slightly up, and chuckles at the way Jimin’s whole body twitches.

“Jeongguk~ Yeah, fu..ck, there~” Jimin whines breathlessly, his back arching slightly off the couch. He’s trying not to make much noise, since his walls are basically paper-thin and he’d rather spare his neighbors from his desperate noises. That was the plan, but Jeongguk apparently has other plans, when he suddenly starts thrusting his fingers at medium speed, while his tongue occupies his clit again. Jimin’s moans are now a little bit louder than the ongoing movie, but he still tries to quiet himself. And run away from the quickly building pleasure in his lower belly. “A-ah-alpha..” A little warning moan is enough to make Jeongguk slow down and start pressing soft kisses to Jimin's pussy and lower abdomen, as he slips his fingers out, making Jimin whine.

“I want you to come on my cock, omega,” Jeongguk grunts, lifting himself as he kisses Jimin slowly and passionately, letting him taste himself on his tongue. The response he gets, in the form of Jimin’s muffled moan, is all he wanted. “You like how you taste? Love having my tongue inside you? You'd better prepare to muzzle me like a dog, or I’m going to eat your pussy all the fucking time. I’ll skip work just to taste you.” He growls, while his hand starts slowly circling his clit.

“J-jeongguk! You’re a freak.” Jimin laughs slightly, but the pink never leaves his cheeks. “No one has ever been this… into it,” Jimin whispers, while continuing to kiss Jeongguk and pet his hair. 

Jeongguk smiles teasingly at the confession before giving Jimin one last kiss. “May I take you to your nest, omega?” He whispers carefully, his hand slowly making its way to Jimin’s lower belly, to not rub his clit raw, caressing his soft skin. When Jimin gives him a soft nod, he stands up and carefully hoists Jimin up, his hands settling on his gorgeous butt, not forgetting to give it a rough squeeze and a slap on the way to Jimin’s bedroom. The giggle he gets out of Jimin is another blessing to his ears. When they make it to the bedroom, Jeongguk pushes the door with his foot to close it at least a little before throwing the giggling omega on the bed. “What’re you giggling for?” Jeongguk smiles as he turns on a bedside lamp and strips his pants, leaving him only in his grey boxers, which make no effort to hide not only the boner but also a wet patch near the tip. 

Jimin shrugs, still smiling, and looking at Jeongguk as if he were the only one in the world. “Fuck, you’re big,” Jimin whispers as he’s shuffling to his knees and to the side of his bed, the soft glow of the lamp making him look even more ethereal. “Oh, we’re… matching.” He snaps the hem of his grey panties on his hip, while looking through his lashes up at Jeongguk. 

“You have to be cute every two seconds, or you’ll explode, right?” Jeongguk smirks before grabbing Jimin’s chin between his fingers, tipping his head a bit to kiss him on the swollen lips. 

“I guess it’s my curse.” Jimin chuckles while slowly caressing the sides of Jeongguk’s thighs. He comes a little closer, eyes still fixated on Jeongguk’s gaze, as he licks a long, wet stripe from the hem of his boxers and across the abs, to one of his nipples. Slightly biting his lips, he gives the nipple a soft suck, enjoying the way it makes Jeongguk shudder a bit, before doing the same to the other one. “I’d love to suck you off, alpha, may I?” He whispers with a pleading look in his eyes, making Jeongguk groan. 

“Fuck, Jimin. Spit on it a lot for me, yeah? Make it dirty, want to see you choke on it.” Jeongguk moans while grabbing Jimin by the hair to have a bit of control over the omega. He never takes his eyes off Jimin when the omega starts to pepper wet kisses from his pecks to his lower belly, burying his nose in Jeongguk’s happy trail and taking a long inhale, moaning at the musky, deep pheromones. “Smells so good..” Jimin whines before he finally gets the courage and starts to pull down Jeongguk’s boxers, blinking surprisingly when his cock springs up right under his belly button. 

“So big, alpha… Gonna make me feel so good~” Jimin purrs, while licking the length from the balls to the tip, biting his lip at the taste. Slowly, he licks the whole length clean to taste every drop of precum, and looks into Jeongguk’s eyes again. “Don’t hold back, choke me if you desire.” He smirks as he takes the tip between his lips, giving it a rough suck, before coming off and spitting on it. With a soft moan, he licks around the tip, collecting more saliva in his mouth, letting it fall from his lips to the tip of Jeongguk’s cock. The grip in his hair only tightens, making his moan a bit louder as he sucks harder on the whole mushroomy head. Hollowing his cheeks, Jimin slowly starts to move only on the head of the alpha’s cock, tasting more and more precum, loving the taste. After a long moan and shiver from Jeongguk, he slowly comes off to take a long breath, and only then does he start carefully taking the length into his mouth. The first few inches are nothing to struggle with, but when the tip grazes against Jimin’s throat, he gags a little, his eyes watering. But he sure as fuck ain’t no quitter. With a long breath, he keeps his watery eyes on Jeongguk and, with a few gagging sounds and muffled moans, takes the whole length into his throat. The guttural moan that Jeongguk gives him is enough motivation, so he hollows his cheeks and starts to move. 

“Fuck~ Such a perfect, tight mouth. Love to see how your lips stretch around my cock.” Jeongguk grunts while biting his bottom lip, his hold on Jimin’s blond hair never loosening. When he sees that Jimin is a bit more comfortable with his cock in his throat, he slowly starts to move his hips, fucking into the tight throat with breathless moans. The way Jimin swallows around his cock is making him lose his mind, but he tries to stay concentrated, thrusting his cock in at a steady pace. Maybe he could come like that if they continued to do this for a while, but Jeongguk has zero patience for that. So with one last thrust, he pulls out, smirking when Jimin starts to cough wetly, before pulling him into a bruising kiss, not missing a chance to taste the mix of them. 

“D-did I.. did you feel good?” Jimin whispers with a slight rasp, looking at Jeongguk with tears in his eyes, which makes Jeongguk coo at him.

“So good, omega. You made me feel so so good, alpha is just eager to fuck you.” He whispers huskily, grinning when he sees Jimin shiver. 

“Please… Y-yeah, please, fuck me, alpha.” Jimin whispers desperately before grabbing Jeongguk by the neck, pulling him into another heated kiss. While making out, Jimin squeaks when he is suddenly hoisted up again as if he weighs nothing, his legs tightening around Jeongguk’s waist. Slowly, they shuffle to the middle of the bed, where Jeongguk lays Jimin down carefully and strokes his cheeks lovingly. 

“Such a lovely nest, Jimin. So comfortable and smells so good.” Jeongguk whispers, smiling when Jimin glows from the praise, giving him a thankful kiss. 

“Make it smell even better, alpha,” Jimin whispers back as he licks at Jeongguk’s lips and jawline, making him groan again.

“Do you have condoms?” Jeongguk asks, while kissing Jimin’s neck, scenting him a little bit. When Jimin whines and starts to shake his head, he looks into his eyes and smiles curiously. “I have one in my pants I can-”

“N-no! I want you to.. without it, it feels better. I’m on birth control. P-please, I would love to.. I want you to come inside of me.” Jimin whispers shakily, while looking into Jeongguk’s eyes shyly.

“Fuck~ you’re gonna be the death of me. I- Of course, omega, I’ll do as you please.” Jeongguk smiles, failing at hiding an excited gleam in his eyes, before kissing the omega some more. Jimin is not the only one desperate. Jeongguk is practically jumping out of his skin to touch the omega the way they both desire, but he cannot focus much when he’s kissing those plump, slightly salty lips and squeezing those soft thighs. Before he can register Jimin’s legs around his waist, he is being pulled forward until his crotch is directly grinding against Jimin’s still covered one. They both moan in union, as they find a rhythm in the grinding. The deep kissing muffles their moans, but Jimin’s whines are starting to get into his head. “Fucking hell, you sound so hot. Can’t wait to fuck you until you only whine and whine into my ear.” Jeongguk growls before pulling Jimin’s completely soaked panties off rather aggressively. When they are finally both completely bare, Jeongguk starts to slowly rub his hard, leaking cock between Jimin’s pussy lips, making his cock even wetter.

“I’m going to put it in, yeah? Gonna go slow, don’t want to hurt my omega.” He whispers against Jimin’s lips, hugging his body with one hand, while the other guides his cock to Jimin’s hole. 

Jimin’s scent only blooms because of the words ‘my omega’ and Jeongguk’s carefulness, warming the already hot bedroom. When Jeongguk notices, he gives him a lovely smile and kisses him sweetly, continuing only after Jimin gives him a nod. 

When the tip of Jeongguk’s cock makes it slowly past the wet opening, they both hold their breaths before releasing them with a quiet groan. Jeongguk cannot stop quietly grunting from the tightness and wetness of Jimin’s pussy swallowing him whole, until his hips are flush to Jimin’s. 

“F-Fuck~ You’re so deep.. Can feel y-you all the way here.” Jimin whispers as he grabs Jeongguk’s hand to press it right underneath his belly button, making him feel the slight outline of his cock through Jimin’s soft skin. 

“Gosh, Jimin… I’m going to make you feel so good,” He rasps, kissing him one more time and slowly pulling away before carefully going back in, releasing a deep breath. When he suddenly feels Jimin’s arms around his neck, he smiles at him, wrapping his whole body into an intimate hug. “May I?” Jeongguk whispers against Jimin’s lips as he kisses them briefly. 

“Fuck me already, alpha. Don’t go all soft on me.” Jimin smirks while tightening his legs around Jeongguk’s waist. The only warning he gets is a little glint in Jeongguk’s eyes before he snaps his hips against Jimin’s in a harder manner, making him yelp out embarrassingly. He quickly bites his lip to control his moans since the bedroom is even closer to his neighbor's walls, trying to spare them from his bedroom activities. But Jeongguk is having none of that when he opens Jimin’s lips and slips his thumb in to keep it open.

“I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time. Don’t you dare hide your moans, omega,” Jeongguk growls, slowly finding a rhythm in his thrusts, while observing the omega's face for any signs of discomfort, smiling when he finds none. To keep Jimin on his toes, he slowly starts to grind his hips in slow waves to hit all the right spots, smirking when Jimin throws his head back and moans quite loudly. “Yeah? Right there?” He smiles, not stopping when the omega nods quickly, while releasing quick breaths and sucking on Jeongguk’s thumb, still trying to hide his little whimpers and moans. Jeongguk has no shame in letting the omega know that he’s making him feel good, so his moans blend into the omega’s without a care in the world. Pulling himself a bit closer to Jimin’s face, he starts to breathe into his slightly opened mouth, mixing their breathless moans, while looking into the omega’s eyes, which are full of pleasure and a little bit of tears. Slowly, he starts to kiss and suck on Jimin’s neck to make him lose his mind a little more before retreating his thumb from the omega’s warm mouth and putting it on his clit.

“N-no! Not yet,” The omega whines, grabbing Jeongguk by the wrist. “I’ll c-come too fast if you do.. both.” He whispers a bit out of breath, from grinding his hips back to match Jeongguk’s, his eyes glossed over.

“Fuck~ don’t want it to end, omega?” Jeongguk whispers before receiving a curt nod. He kisses Jimin again, pulling out after a few more thrusts, and immediately receives a whine from the omega. “Shh, turn around, wanna fuck you from behind. Let me see your gorgeous ass.” He smirks while helping Jimin turn over. What he doesn’t expect is the omega arching his back prettily and slowly pushing his butt up from his knees, giving him not only a salivating view of his wet and swollen pussy, but also of his waxed asshole. Jeongguk cannot stop the hungry moan that flies out of him before he’s grabbing the omega's hips and pulling him closer. The room fills with surprised gasps when Jeongguk buries his face between Jimin’s cheeks, licking and sucking on his rim.

“N-no, alpha! Stop~” Jimin whines prettily, blushing all the way to his chest, embarrassed by the eagerness of the alpha to make him feel good everywhere. When he feels the tip of a tongue slowly enter past his rim, he moans surprisingly, immediately tightening up. “J-jeongguk…” He whispers while trying to push the alpha away with his uncoordinated hand. The alpha only takes his hand and puts it on his own clit, a clear statement, so Jimin starts to rub slow circles with the pads of his fingers, rolling his eyes in pleasure. 

Jeongguk doesn’t care about Jimin’s protests when the omega clearly likes it, but is just too embarrassed to admit it. So when his tongue slowly pushes more and more into the omega’s hole, he tightens his grip on Jimin’s hips to stop him from pulling away. His groans are muffled thanks to the omega’s lovely butt, which he doesn’t forget to squeeze a lot. Jimin is still letting out only quiet, shy mewls, which makes Jeongguk shudder a bit, before slowly pulling off, and giving Jimin’s rim one last lick, as he’s getting on his knees behind the omega. The look Jimin gives him over his shoulder is enough to let Jeongguk know that the omega clearly loves having his ass played with, which makes Jeongguk smirk proudly. “I’ll fuck you there some other day, yeah? Gonna take my time with you and prepare you, so you can take my cock in every hole possible, omega~” He slowly circles his spit-shiny thumb over Jimin’s rim, pushing at it just to tease the omega, who’s already whining and nodding with burning cheeks at the promise, while still rubbing his swollen clit. 

Jeongguk slowly nudges his hard cock against the dripping wet pussy again before sliding in with ease. He groans from the warm, tight hug around his length and starts to thrust slowly in. From this position, he can see the way Jimin’s cheeks bounce every time their hips collide, making him moan out loud and speed up a little. He grips the fat skin tightly in one hand before smacking it lightly, waiting for a reaction from the omega. When he gets a loud moan, he smirks and smacks him a little more harshly until his cheek glows a pretty red. His thumb slowly makes its way past the omega’s rim just to keep him open in both holes, which earns him another shaky moan from Jimin, only getting louder when Jeongguk starts to thrust a bit harder. 

“Y-yeaah~ r-right there, just like.. that! Jeongguk~” Jimin is a whining mess, his hand picking up speed on his sensitive clit, when his lower belly starts to tighten up. “Mmm~ a-ah-alpha, m’ gonna come~” He whines, alarmed, gripping the sheets underneath him with one hand, before his other hand is slapped away from his clit, as Jeongguk takes the lead. Not only is he fucking Jimin with the whole length of his cock and slowly thrusting his thumb into his asshole, but he’s also rubbing his clit just the right way with the right amount of pressure, that it makes Jimin forget about his promises to spare the neighbors as he moans and whines like a bitch in heat. 

“Fuck~ come on my cock, omega~” Jeongguk growls, not changing anything to give Jimin the orgasm he deserves. The omega’s moans only push him more towards his building orgasm, and the more desperate they sound, the quicker Jeongguk is gonna come. When he sees Jimin’s thighs starting to shake, Jeongguk immediately presses soft kisses to his spine, his thrusts never faltering. Only when the omega tightens around him almost impossibly, and tenses up all over his body, his own, borderline desperate, moans come through. With a lovely melody of Jimin’s high-pitched moans, he starts cumming inside the omega’s twitching pussy that’s even wetter than before, if it’s humanly possible. His thrusts are not so regular, but he tries to prolong their orgasms with his hand still rubbing the omega’s clit until Jimin starts to whine and pull away from the slight overstimulation. When the omega jerks away from Jeongguk, causing his softening cock to slip out, Jeongguk moans loudly from the way his warm semen starts to drip from Jimin’s hole, over his clit to the sheets. “Fucking hell, Jimin~” He growls, slowly pulling his thumb out of the tight asshole, gaze still fixated on his dripping pussy. Before he can stop himself, he pulls Jimin closer by the hips and licks a long stripe from his clit to his asshole, collecting all the dripping slick and cum, moaning at the taste. 

“N-no~ no no no, Jeongguk! M’ sensitive.” The omega whimpers, still trying to catch his breath from the orgasm, slightly pulling away until he falls on his side, chuckling tiredly, when he sees Jeongguk’s puppy eyes. 

“I have to clean you up, so you’re not sticky. Please? Pretty please? I’ll be careful, I just can’t get enough of your taste. We taste so good together.” Jeongguk rasps, licking his bitten lips, while climbing over the omega again, to cage him underneath him and kiss him hard on the lips. “You’re so beautiful. My pretty omega, gave me the best orgasm I’ve ever had.” He whispers, continuing to kiss the omega while caressing his body and face. 

Jimin blushes even more at the begging and praises while looking into Jeongguk’s eyes. “It was one of my best orgasms, too. I… Never thought I’d be into, y’know, back.. stuff.” He chuckles, a little ashamed, only to be met with the brightest smile from Jeongguk. 

“I’ll experiment with you on anything you want, omega.” He smirks before sitting on his heels again. “So, no cleaning up?” He pouts, trying to coax Jimin, which earns him a smack on the thigh and a quiet laugh. 

“I really should muzzle you, you dog.” He laughs, pointing to his bedside table. “There are wet wipes.” He smiles, rejection clear in his voice, that there will be no more pussy eating tonight.  

With an exquisite sigh, Jeongguk shuffles on the bed to get to the bedside table. The task was easy, open the drawer, get the wipes, clean Jimin, and go to sleep. But when he opens it, he gasps, fully surprised. “Fuck! Jimin, you... you naughty little omega!” He laughs while smirking at the said omega, who only gives him a confused look. Before he can ask, Jeongguk reveals a smaller-sized wand vibrator that Jimin completely forgot about. How could he not, when he was getting his thoughts fucked out only a few minutes ago? Oh no, the neighbors!  

“Jeongguk! Put that down this instant!” He squeaks, pulling himself into a sit to smack Jeongguk on his back, which makes him finally put the vibrator down and grab the wipes. 

“Oh, we’re definitely using that some other time, don’t you dare hide that from me.” Jeongguk’s cocky smirk is enough to shut Jimin up before lying down again, trying to ignore the stir in his belly from the promise. He keeps quiet when Jeongguk cleans him with a few complaints about not getting an after-sex dessert, rolling his eyes but smiling contentedly. 

As soon as they’re both somewhat clean, they fall into bed, cuddling with all their strength left. 

“Thank you, Jeonggukie, it was.. really beautiful.” Jimin smiles at the alpha, who only kisses him with a lovely smile on his face. 

“It was my pleasure. Pun intended.” He chuckles, slowly caressing Jimin’s bare side until he sees goosebumps rise. He pulls the duvet over them, as he keeps the omega close to his chest, pressing soft kisses all over his face.

“You’re warm.” Jimin smiles, slowly caressing Jeongguk’s chest while enjoying his kisses. 

“Is this your way of saying you like me?” Jeongguk smirks, although the answer is very clear.

“Don’t push it.” The omega murmurs, while smiling teasingly and closing his eyes. 

Jeongguk smiles at the omega’s resting, satisfied face, giving him one last kiss, but continuing to stare at him. 

“I can feel you staring,” Jimin whispers, though Jeongguk can see the slight smile tugging at the corners of his lips. 

“Can you blame me? You’re a dream.” Jeongguk sighs before cuddling Jimin close, putting one of his legs over his thighs, so that they’re even closer, which Jimin welcomes immediately, and hugs Jeongguk around his waist. And also tries to hide his burning cheeks in Jeongguk’s chest. 

“We should get some sleep, it’s late.” Jimin sighs, already excited to cuddle Jeongguk all night and wake up next to him in the morning. 

“Yeah, it is. Let’s go.” Jeongguk smiles as he reaches for the small lamp and turns it off, bringing Jimin close again. “I’ll wake you up with breakfast in bed…” He whispers, a smirk slowly stretching across his lips.   

“You don’t have to, we’ll make one toge- Is that a fucking metaphor for eating my pu-” Jimin sighs dramatically, but still laughs, when Jeongguk starts laughing first. “I’ll strangle you in your sleep! Good night, Jeongguk.” He shakes his head, nevertheless smiling lovingly. 

“Night, Jiminie~” 

 ~❀~

The first thing Jimin registers is the smell of cedar and cardamom. Calm, grounding, warm.

What isn’t warm is Jimin’s body, though, because some parasitic alpha has stolen all of the blanket. He opens one eye and finds Jeongguk beside him, still deeply asleep and wrapped like a very large and very peaceful burrito, with approximately none of the duvet left for Jimin.

“Jeongguk..” Jimin murmurs, slightly stretching his back, while trying to pull some duvet over himself. But he’s only met with silence. “Jeongguk~” He tries again, a little louder than previously, which only gets him a small, contented sound and the blanket tightening around the alpha. 

Jimin stares at the alpha for a moment before snickering quietly and slowly sitting up. He makes a quick stop to the shower, where he scrubs himself clean, since yesterday’s wipes did only a semi-decent job, and looks at himself in the mirror for a bit. With a shy smile dancing over his lips, he slowly caresses all the pinkish marks Jeongguk has left on him, before coming back to the bedroom only to retrieve a clean pair of panties and Jeongguk’s yesterday’s t-shirt that was hanging for its dear life over the couch. Bringing the collar closer to his nose, he breathes in the hints of cedar and cardamom before pulling it over himself, panties now practically invisible, since Jeongguk’s t-shirt reaches right under his butt.  

He’s halfway through making coffee when he hears the shuffle of feet, a collision with the doorframe, and a quiet grunt, which brings another smile to Jimin’s lips. Jeongguk slowly appears in the kitchen, still wrapped in the stolen blanket, hair going in all possible directions, and with one eye open.

“Morning, Jeonggukie.” Jimin smiles, offering the walking burrito a cup of coffee, but receives no response. The alpha slowly shuffles directly towards Jimin and wraps both arms around him from behind, pressing his face into Jimin's neck. 

“Mornin’, baby.” He murmurs, pressing a long kiss on Jimin’s shoulder. The rough voice makes the omega shiver a bit. 

“You stole the blanket, I was naked and afraid, what if some murderer broke into my apartment and saw me like that, hm~?” Jimin chuckles while slowly threading his fingers into the alpha’s hair, enjoying the warmth of his body on his. 

“Wouldn’t… I’d protect, attack, and… wrap you in a blanket. Besides, I was asleep, so how can I be held responsible for stealing?” Jeongguk laughs, voice still a little raspy from the sleep. 

“You really have an answer for everything, huh? Go shower, I’ll start making breakfast.” Jimin smiles before taking a step towards the fridge, but is held back by Jeongguk’s hand, which catches him and pulls him back. 

“You’re wearing my t-shirt.” Jeongguk smiles proudly, biting his lip. “Are you naked underneath?” He whispers teasingly, slowly lifting the hem of the shirt, but is stopped by Jimin’s hands pulling it back down, while blushing.

“Go shower!” He orders, going to the fridge again, but not before teasingly lifting his shirt above his abdomen and doing a little twirl, revealing his blue thongs and sending Jeongguk a teasing wink. 

“Fuck, now you want me to leave? I think I’m gonna skip the shower right to breakfast.” Jeongguk smirks, biting his lip. But after the look the omega gives him, clearly stating that if he doesn’t shower, the breakfast could very easily become a solo activity, the smirk slowly drops. So, he leaves with a long sigh. 

After a while, the smell of eggs and bacon cuts through the hints of honey and cedar, and breakfast is soon served just as Jeongguk emerges from the shower, towel around his waist. 

“Damn, are you trying to seduce me? Cause it’s working.” Jimin chuckles, playfully fanning himself with his hand, before coming closer to Jeongguk and slowly tracing his hand over his defined chest.

“When am I not trying to seduce you?” He chuckles, hugging the omega around his waist. “I just don’t have any spare underwear, so either this or I’m sitting at the table with my soft cock out.” He laughs when Jimin smacks him on the chest and watches him go to the bedroom before returning with bigger-sized sweatpants. 

“There! And behave.” The omega chuckles, trying not to sneak a glance while the alpha puts it on. When Jeongguk finally sits, Jimin’s seat is right on his lap, grinning happily.

Breakfast goes by slowly, both enjoying the other’s presence, feeding each other, and shyly sharing moments from last night.

“I should apologize to the neighbors, I must’ve been so loud.” Jimin whines, his cheeks already turning pink.  

“If anything, they should come here and thank you for the opportunity to listen to you!” Jeongguk chuckles, rubbing his cheeks on the omega’s shoulder to scent him. “You were amazing, baby. My breakfast to bed offer still stands.” He snickers while massaging Jimin’s lower back with one hand. The playful smile that tugs at Jimin’s lips only makes him even happier. “I should.. probably go after breakfast, I don’t want to disturb your Saturday.” He sighs, not wanting to leave the omega’s side ever again. And by the look Jimin gives him, he probably feels the same. 

“O-oh, yeah, sure. You probably have some plans… " he nods, before biting his lip. "...uhm, but if you don’t have any, I wouldn’t mind spending my Saturday… with you.” Jimin stutters, embarrassed, for feeling so possessive and clingy after one night together. The silence only makes him more nervous, so he risks stealing a glance at the alpha, who only watches him with eyes full of fondness. 

“No, I would actually love to spend my Saturday with you.” The alpha admits, smiling at the way Jimin’s scent blooms. 

 ~❀~

Saturday is nothing and everything at the same time. After cleaning up after breakfast, Jimin starts watering his plants with a suspiciously Jeongguk-shaped shadow behind him. The shadow isn’t just lurking, it’s asking questions about each plant with honest curiosity, and Jimin answers every single one of them while throwing a few fun facts about each plant. They laze around after that, cuddling on the couch, getting to know each other a little more until lunchtime, where they cook side-by-side just like last evening. Except this time, there’s no wine and somehow even less focus. So the chicken breast is not only crispier, it’s straight up burned, because the two of them were busy eating each other’s faces off, apparently hungry. And not for the chicken. With a few shy laughs, they still eat it in peaceful silence, before migrating to the couch again, deciding to watch another movie together.  

They find each other’s arms very quickly. Jimin carefully climbs on top of Jeongguk and lies on his front, comfortably tucking his head under the alpha’s chin. Jeongguk’s contented smell is all over the room, and Jimin cannot stop breathing it in, cuddling into his chest like a desperate kitten. Only when Jeongguk’s hands slowly start to move from his waist to the hem of his shirt, Jimin stills a little bit. While biting his lip, he lets Jeongguk’s fingertips trace his warm legs, hips, and hem of his blue thongs, before settling back on the omega’s waist, only this time under his shirt. He smiles a bit teasingly as he subtly presses his hips down, until they graze Jeongguk’s crotch. He could pull this off as an accident, but by the way Jeongguk’s grip tightens on his waist, he knows it wouldn’t pass. So with a soft sigh, he slowly sits up, now directly on the alpha’s crotch, and looks at him with a feigned innocence.    

“The movie’s boring.” He whispers, pouting, for a full effect as he slowly traces his hands down the alpha’s defined chest and abs. 

“Is it?” Jeongguk smirks cockily, clearly knowing of Jimin’s intentions. His hands slowly move from his waist all the way up to Jimin’s nipples, slowly grazing them with his thumbs, earning a shudder from the omega. 

“Y-yes, very. I have a few… better ideas on how we could spend our Saturday together.” Jimin mumbles with a soft pink dusting his cheeks, which only makes Jeongguk melt, ready to agree to anything. 

“Yeah? Like what?” Jeongguk smiles teasingly, his smile only widening when the omega throws him a pointed look. 

“I can show you instead...” Jimin sighs, but hides a small smile, when he slowly starts grinding his hips against Jeongguk’s, gasping softly when his clit grazes against his panties and Jeongguk’s bulge.

“Fuck.. yeah, showing me is way better, I can understand it faster that way.” The alpha smirks again, continuing to thumb Jimin’s nipples, when he sees him shuddering again. His own hips start to move against Jimin’s, biting his lip at the sensation and feeling himself chubbing up in his sweatpants rather quickly. 

Jimin can only nod, already getting a little lost in the building pleasure, as he tries to find the perfect angle and pressure on his clit, that makes him moan out loud before he can catch himself. A little embarrassed, he puts one hand over his mouth while continuing with the same moves that send shivers down his spine, as he tries to keep eye contact with Jeongguk. 

“No, no, no, none of that. Your neighbors already know that you moan like a pornstar, there’s no point in keeping quiet now.”  The alpha teases, one hand slowly moving back down to the omega’s hip to help him with the grinding, while the other takes Jimin’s hand from his mouth and puts it in front of his mouth. He slowly licks Jimin’s fingers before taking his middle finger into his mouth. He quietly hums, while maintaining eye contact with the omega, who’s looking at him with red cheeks and a surprised expression, that soon melts into a pleasured one, when Jeongguk thrusts his hips up.

Jimin tries to steady his breathing a bit, but it’s quite difficult when the alpha’s cock keeps hardening with every move he makes, and Jimin can now only think about his cock deep inside of him. “Jeongguk~” He mumbles breathlessly, before slowing his movements down, earning a concerned look from the alpha, which makes him smile. Carefully, he pulls his finger out of the alpha’s mouth and connects their lips in a wet kiss. “Take me to my nest? Pretty please?” He whispers, blinking at the alpha to convince him, even though he knows Jeongguk would do anything for him, because this is the same alpha who tied a wisteria bouquet by himself just to see Jimin’s smile. 

Jeongguk’s arms are immediately full of Jimin, hoisting him up, as he smiles when he hears the omega giggle at his urgency. He gives Jimin a few sweet kisses on the way to the bedroom, and then pins the omega against the closed door. The kisses definitely lose their sweetness as Jimin starts moaning into Jeongguk’s mouth, while gripping his hair in both his hands. They are wet, filthy, full of tongue, and noisy as Jeongguk presses his covered crotch against Jimin’s, continuing to grind against him as he pleases, since the omega cannot escape from his tight grip easily. 

“F-fuck, M’ so wet, alpha, just the thought of you makes me ruin my panties,” Jimin whines into the kiss, which earns him a loud groan from Jeongguk. He starts tightening up around nothing in desperation for relief, which only makes his panties even wetter, the fabric dampening quickly, turning an even darker shade of blue. 

The smell of fresh slick is what makes Jeongguk snap. Quickly pushing them off the door and practically throwing Jimin onto the bed. “I’m fucking starving, omega, your whines won’t stop me from making you come multiple times today.” He growls as he lies on his front just in between the omega’s spread legs, not even bothering with pulling the drenched panties off, just straight up ripping them from eagerness. The surprised squeak he gets out of Jimin only serves as his motivation when he pulls the omega closer to him, not bothering to pull the torn pieces away, leaving them hanging off one leg. 

“J-jeongguk~ these were my favorite a-ah!” Jimin gasps when the alpha licks a long stripe over his pussy, rubbing his face in it afterwards. The omega slowly tangles his fingers into Jeongguk’s hair as the alpha licks around his clit and hole before slowly going in with his tongue. “Fu~ck.” Jimin slowly throws his head back, into the pillow, as he starts grinding his pussy against the alpha’s face, clearly wanting more. “I missed this when I was asleep.” He smirks while biting his lip as he meets Jeongguk’s hungry gaze. He is soon forced to close his eyes when the alpha starts to thrust his tongue in at a medium speed, which makes him breathe a little more shakily. "Yeah~ God! Your tongue... feels so good, m' gonna have to... ride it someday." He smirks, trying to tease the alpha into desperation, but the karma gets him sooner than he thought when Jeongguk suddenly slaps his clit, making him yelp out loud.  

Jeongguk’s tongue goes for the omega’s clit again, licking and sucking on it as if it were the last lollipop on earth. His two curved fingers slowly make their way inside the omega’s slick hole, thrusting slowly. The grip in his hair tightens a bit, which makes him smirk, but he doesn’t bother enough to look up. The sucking noises soon overpower the squelching sounds of his fingers, but the thing that’s the loudest in the room is definitely Jimin. The omega cannot stop gripping Jeongguk’s hair or grinding back against his fingers, while letting out the most beautiful, desperate noises the alpha has ever heard. His erection is practically making a dent into the mattress, but he cannot care less when his omega is this into it. 

“Ye-yeah! Just like~ that! Mmmh fuck, Jeongguk!” The grunts and moans start to turn into whines as Jimin feels himself getting closer slowly, but this time, he makes no effort to warn the alpha. Another surprised gasp rips through him, when he suddenly feels a third finger slowly entering him, adding even more shivering pleasure and delicious stretch. When Jeongguk starts to thrust all three of his curved fingers right against Jimin’s g-spot, that’s when the omega breaks. With a quick set of gasps, his brows deeply furrow, and his mouth hangs slightly open as his whole body shudders. “F-fu~ck! J-jeongguk! Jeongguk~” He whines when his orgasm sends shivers down his spine all the way to the tips of his legs. Still holding his breath, he slowly relaxes, twitching a little bit, when the alpha continues to lick softly at his clit, but not moving his fingers anymore. Jimin slowly catches his breath again, as he pries him off and combs his fingers through the alpha’s slightly tangled hair, smiling at him dreamily. “Thank you,” The omega whispers, pulling him up by his face and giving him a deep kiss, humming pleasantly at the taste. 

“You don’t have to thank me, I love eating you out. Your pussy is my favorite meal.” Jeongguk smirks, giving Jimin one last deep kiss before kissing him on the side of his neck. Carefully, he leaves wet kisses over the expanse of his throat, licking over his scent gland next. The moan he gets out of Jimin only makes him smile more, as he sucks on it suddenly. If the omega wasn’t a breathless, whining mess before, he sure is now. Looking at Jeongguk with a slight gloss over his eyes makes Jeongguk melt into another passionate kiss. 

“S-stop before I’ll say things that won’t get us out of the nest until Monday.” Jimin giggles softly, pressing another kiss to Jeongguk’s lips.

“You say that as if it were a bad thing.” He smirks, slowly biting Jimin’s bottom lip as he looks into his eyes again. “I need to eat you again,” He rasps as he starts pressing wet kisses to Jimin’s neck, chest, and tummy, going back down quickly.

“A-again? Jeongguk, M’ gonna be sensi-ah!” Jimin gasps when the alpha sucks hard on his puffy clit again. Knowing that putting up a fight will be no good against the stubborn alpha, he simply lies back down and closes his eyes. Except that’s when Jeongguk turns him around, to make him lie on his belly, as if he weighs nothing. “Jeongguk! Wha- o-oh~” He sighs softly when he feels the alpha’s tongue on his rim, but this time Jimin doesn’t shy away. With permanently pinkish cheeks, he raises his hips a little to thrust his ass back against Jeongguk’s tongue, groaning into the mattress when it slides past the tight ring of muscle. His quiet mewls are even more muffled by the mattress, but when he feels Jeongguk’s tongue deeper, he definitely becomes louder. And with the help of Jeongguk’s hand in his hair, which pulls his face out of the mattress, his moans are soon bouncing off the walls without a care.

Jeongguk slowly hugs Jimin around his hips to keep him closer, still thrusting his tongue inside the tightening hole, smirking at the noises the omega makes. “Yesterday you were full of complaints, but look who’s whining now…” He smirks when he pulls away for a bit to breathe, earning a few unhappy grunts. He licks slowly over the wet hole again and bites his lip. He takes Jimin’s hand and puts it on his clit before kissing his asscheek. “Rub your clit for me, M’ gonna make you come from getting your ass eaten out and fingered.” He grunts while licking his middle finger. 

The dedication in Jeongguk’s promise makes Jimin shiver as he bites his bottom lip. He stays propped up on one elbow to have more control over his body, as he starts rubbing his swollen clit in tight circles. He’s already gasping only from the rubbing, so when his asshole is suddenly filled again with a soft, wet tongue, his gasps turn a bit more whinier.

As soon as Jeongguk sees that Jimin obediently did as he said, he doesn’t hold back anymore. His tongue is as deep as it can reach, while the pad of his middle finger rubs around the slightly loosened rim. Carefully, he pushes the first digit in, along his tongue, smirking, when Jimin’s whines hitch a bit. Seeing that the omega is desperate for more, by the way he rubs on his clit, he slowly pushes the rest of his finger in, until the knuckle touches the omega’s rim, reaching even deeper than his tongue. “Fuck, you’re so warm, so tight. And you listen so well to me, omega~” He growls before going back in with his tongue, thrusting it in at high speed, while his finger remains unmoving for now, letting the omega get used to it. 

“J-jeongguk, ah-alpha, please? F-fuck me, I need it.” Jimin whines when his hips start twitching from the constant rubbing of his clit, desperate for another release. As if his body had a mind of its own, he slowly starts to thrust back against the finger to show the alpha that he’s more than ready for the singular finger. When Jeongguk finally gets the hint and starts slowly thrusting the finger in, Jimin’s mouth stays hanging open. He has never played with his ass before, so all of this is new, and who would’ve thought it would feel this good with the combination of clit-rubbing. 

The alpha’s smirk only grows when he feels how much Jimin is enjoying this. To give him the best experience, he thrusts his finger in slow waves alongside his tongue that’s definitely starting to hurt a lot. But no way in hell is he going to back down from giving his omega the first ever orgasm from getting his ass played with. After a few more thrusts, he starts to feel the omega tightening around him, which brings another smile to his wet lips. Jimin’s moans are music to his ears, and as soon as they turn into familiar, whiny gasps, Jeongguk keeps the pace of his thrust the same, to not disturb the omega’s building orgasm. Only when Jimin tenses up and completely shuts up, Jeongguk starts thrusting his finger and tongue in at the maximum speed, his free hand slapping the omega’s hand off his clit lightly and settling into quick rubs over the whole clitoris with all four pads of his fingers. The silence is soon cut through by high-pitched, loud moans that sound borderline animalistic, but that doesn’t stop Jeongguk. He slowly slips his finger and tongue out of Jimin’s asshole, before tightening his grip around his hips, keeping him close. “C’mon, omega..” He growls breathlessly as his fingers never stop rubbing the omega’s sensitive clit.

“N-NO! Jeonggu- Fuck! A-alpha enou- I-I’m- Nghh~!” Jimin’s whole body is thrashing, his hips remaining in place thanks to Jeongguk’s hold, but the grip the omega has on the sheets under him is deadly. “I know you can do it, c’mon. Make alpha prou- Fuck yeah.” Jeongguk growls as soon as he sees a few spurts of squirt from the omega’s pulsing pussy. Immediately, his mouth is on Jimin’s slick, wet hole, slurping up everything that comes out. Slick, squirt, if the omega had his cum inside, he’d slurped that up in a heartbeat. Finally, his hand slowly falls from the omega’s clit, caressing Jimin over his hips, butt, and waist, before helping him lie down on his side. “Fuckin hell, Jeongguk..” The omega mumbles, still out of breath, his voice scratchy from the loud moans. “T’Fuck you did to me..” He laughs, slowly rubbing his face. 

The alpha laughs softly at the unbelievable tone from the omega, before lying next to him and pulling him closer, cuddling him and kissing him all over his face. “Pretty sure I made you come from eating your ass… Oh, and didn’t I also make you squirt?” He smirks proudly, earning a weak slap to his chest. “Do you need water? I’ll get you some...” He offers, slightly concerned that he may have gone too far.

“Water would be nice… And wipe that concern off your face! No one has ever... made me squirt before, not even me.” Jimin admits with red cheeks, but rolls his eyes as soon as he sees Jeongguk’s cocky smirk again. With a bit of strength left, he shoves the alpha off the bed to get him to move, before lying in comfortable silence for a bit. He laughs at himself quietly, still in disbelief about what happened in the last hour, when Jeongguk emerges from the door with a delicious-looking bottle of water. With a bit of help, he drinks it almost all up before they both settle back into a cuddle. 

“Did it feel good? Everything?” Jeongguk asks, smiling when Jimin gives him a reassuring nod. 

“Everything was amazing! Really! I’m ready to go again, if you are.” Jimin smirks, noticing that Jeongguk is still very hard under his sweatpants. That brings a laugh out of Jeongguk.

“You sure? I don’t want you to pass out, I can jerk off or-”

“Jeongguk, if you don’t fuck me again, I’m gonna go jump on a silicone dildo. You want that? It has a cumming and knotting function, so if you want to jerk off, sure go, but keep in mi-” He is cut off by a hard kiss followed by a harsh slap on his ass, which makes Jimin yelp out loud. “Ow! You asked for it, though!” He giggles when Jeongguk gives him a warning look. 

“You actually gave me another idea.” The alpha smirks rather dangerously, which makes Jimin a bit nervous. He’s ready to ask or beg for forgiveness before Jeongguk pulls away and reaches into his bedside table, taking out the smaller-sized wand vibrator that he discovered last night. “Fancy trying something new again? I’ll fuck you while holding it against your clit.” He purrs, carefully inspecting the vibrator, turning it on to see how strong each setting is. 

“Fuck~ Jeongguk! That’s… Yeah, I’d love that. M’ still so wet, alpha..” He whispers, as his breathing gets a bit shaky from the fantasies his head starts to put into his mind. His gaze never leaves Jeongguk as he moves back between his legs, still looking at the vibrator. 

“How often do you use this? Do you have a favorite setting?” Jeongguk asks, trying not to think too much about Jimin pleasuring himself.

“I wasn’t using it much in the past, but… Then, some handsome alpha started occupying my thoughts way too often, so I couldn't hold myself back~” Jimin purrs, winking at Jeongguk teasingly as he slowly caresses the alpha’s chest. “My favorite setting is the second one, but you can use even higher ones, I won’t melt.” He whispers, already excited for what’s to come. Without breaking eye contact with Jeongguk, he slowly starts circling his clit again, just to relieve some pressure.

“The handsome alpha isn’t sorry for that at all.” Jeongguk chuckles and finally removes his sweatpants, revealing his dripping, hard cock, which he immediately squeezes. A quiet moan makes it past his lips as he starts rubbing the wet head on Jimin’s clit, and groaning when the omega slowly jerks him off.  “I love your small hands around me.” He whispers, shuddering when the omega swipes his thumb over his tip. Jeongguk holds his breath for a while when the omega slowly pushes his cock down to his slick hole, moaning quietly, and locking eyes with Jeongguk. 

“Fuck, feel so good inside. Never want you to pull out.” The omega whispers as he starts circling his clit again, while his hole twitches around the girthy cock, that’s slowly filling him up. His eyes never leave Jeongguk’s, looking at the alpha with only desire, which mirrors in the alpha’s eyes. “C’mon, alpha, give me another orgasm.” He challenges with a lip-bitten smirk, which only gets him a twitch of the alpha’s brow, clearly amused by his cheekiness.  

“Oh, I will, but don’t expect me to stop now that I know you can squirt,” Jeongguk smirks before pulling away slightly and giving Jimin one harder thrust. The omega is clearly more sensitive now, given the two previous orgasms, and Jeongguk cannot get enough of the way the omega’s moans are even higher and whinier. He slowly starts to roll his hips every time he thrusts in, hitting Jimin’s g-spot just right, causing the omega to throw his head back into the pillows.

“Fu~ck, how can you… always- Ngh~ hit the right spot a-ah~” Jimin whines, his thighs shaking a bit as he clenches them around Jeongguk’s thighs. The angle from which Jeongguk is hitting his most sensitive spots is giving him an urge to rub his clit raw again, but he endures it by clutching the already ruined sheets in both of his hands. 

Soon, the alpha’s thrusts aren’t as gentle anymore. The wet sounds of his pussy getting pounded are constantly heard, but the clapping sounds of their sweaty skin start to overpower it. Jimin’s shaky moans are knocked out of him with every hard thrust, making Jeongguk glow with pride and desire. They are still looking into each other’s eyes, occasionally interrupted by a pleasure-driven necessity to squeeze them shut. At this moment, it’s only two of them in the whole world. The whole room is full not only of their mixed pheromones, but also of the smell of passionate, raw sex. 

Only when Jeongguk’s hand comes up to Jimin’s face to carefully wipe his wet cheek with his thumb, does Jimin realise he had been crying from the sensitive pleasure, which is only increasing with each thrust. “A-a-ah~ alpha~ p-please, m’ so… N-need to come, please, I-.” He sobs, his shaking hand trying to find his clit, to get him to the high as quickly as possible, but the horrible alpha slaps his hand away. His whole body tenses up when he hears a sudden buzz, immediately finding the wand vibrator in Jeongguk’s hand with his eyes. 

“I’m gonna make you come, don’t worry, my omega.” He whispers a bit out of breath, leaving the vibrator on the lowest setting before carefully pressing it to Jimin’s twitching clit. The omega’s noises get louder in an instant, gasping for air and slightly arching his back. A sight to see, and definitely a sight to come to. Jeongguk cannot stop the groan that escapes him, carefully squeezing around the base of his cock not to come right away. 

“J-jeon..Jeongguk! Fuck! Y-yeah, so good, feels so fuckin good~” Jimin cannot stop whining, the orgasm quickly creeping up on him. “H-higher! M’ almost there, puh-please!” He sobs, his eyes permanently shut and teeth clenched. His pussy is clenching around the thick cock, chasing the orgasm, and as soon as Jeongguk turns the vibrator to the second setting, he’s gone. This isn’t his usual quiet-then-loud orgasm. This one hits him like a brick, his whole body clenching and thrashing, as he screams. His thighs shake uncontrollably, and his back arches off the bed so high that Jeongguk promptly wraps his hand around his lower back to support him. 

The alpha is not so far behind. If so, Jimin’s orgasm makes him come quicker than a virgin. He cannot stop thrusting into the omega’s wet pussy, his come spilling out and painting the omega’s inner thighs. The vibrator is still going against the whining omega’s clit, pushing it to the third setting, until Jimin is practically crying and begging Jeongguk to stop. 

Their moans are a cacophony of whines, groans, and swearing so loud that they don’t hear the banging on the wall from the neighbors. The whining only stops when Jeongguk’s cock is finally drenched with the omega’s squirt, wetting the sheets underneath them, their thighs, and crotches. The vibrator finally stops, filling the room with silence, interrupted by harsh breathing and quiet sobs. 

Jeongguk slowly pulls out, even if that gets him another whine from the omega, before lying down and pulling Jimin into a firm, warm hug. “You did so great, baby, I’m so proud of you.” He whispers against Jimin’s wet cheeks, which he immediately kisses. “Made us feel so, so good. My perfect omega.” He mumbles, before turning Jimin's face slightly and kissing him on the lips. The omega is still trying to catch his breath, but isn’t going to miss out on some soft kisses, so he melts into them, enjoying the warmth of the hug and softness of the alpha’s touch.

“You… made us feel so good, too, alpha. Thank you so much.” He whispers back, trying to wipe away the tears from his cheeks, while smiling tiredly. “That was… fuckin amazing, mindblowing… ten out of ten, cannot wait to do that again.” He giggles, cuddling into Jeongguk’s warm chest. 

“Already excited for the next time? You almost passed out, baby!” Jeongguk laughs, but he must admit that he also had the best time of his life. “I’m gonna take care of you. Shower you, feed you, cuddle you… anything for my baby to feel good.” He promises, pressing a soft kiss to Jimin’s forehead, which brings another smile to Jimin's lips. 

“Yeah, I’d love that, alpha.” He smiles, looking into Jeongguk’s eyes, his own full of love. 

“Fuck. Jimin I…” He gulps, briefly looking away from the omega’s eyes, before looking back. “I know it’s probably too soon, but… fuckin’ hell, I love you… a lot.” He whispers, and Jimin thinks that’s the second time he has seen the alpha blush. When the omega’s eyes soften, and Jeongguk hears another chuckle from him, he hums, confused. 

“It’s not too soon… I, fuckin’ hell, love you a lot too!” He giggles, giving Jeongguk a soft, long kiss. The only thing that breaks him off is a light slap to his naked butt. 

“Yeah, yeah, keep making fun of me…” Jeongguk rolls his eyes, but is smiling like a fool in love. Because he is. He’s a big fool and even a bigger one in love. 

 ~❀~

Waking up on Monday morning alone is terrible, and getting ready at ass o’clock for work is even worse. Jimin has an opening shift today, and he’s still daydreaming about the weekend that he spent with Jeongguk. In the end, he stayed over for one more night, and they enjoyed an actual relaxing Sunday without jumping each other’s bones, because Jimin needed a small break after those mindblowing orgasms. Sadly, they had to say their goodbyes on Sunday evening, because of Jimin’s fuckass opening shift! But they promised to go on a date on Wednesday, which was Jimin’s only motivation to go to work today. He still smells so much of cedar and cardamom that he can already predict Seokjin’s teasing when he comes to work, but he did try to cover it with some perfume at least a little bit. 

When Jimin rounds the last corner to his shop, he stops in his tracks when he sees a big bouquet waiting in front of the shop’s door. That confuses him, because their supplier usually comes by around seven o’clock, and it’s only six thirty. He quickly comes closer, gasping when he realizes what kind of bouquet it is. Before him stands a beautiful, Red salvia-dominated bouquet with a small card hanging off the decorative paper. 

Red salvia - means Forever mine. 

I’d love to make you mine forever. Will you let me?

- Jeongguk ♥

Oh my God, Jeongguk, who taught you to be so fucking romantic?! 

 ~❀~

To say that Seokjin is confused as a bee in a balloon shop would be an understatement, when it was past eight AM, and the shop’s door sign still had ‘closed’ turned towards him. With a concerned frown, he pushes the door open, only to shut it again with a horrified scream. “Fuck no, I ain’t dealing with that at eight o’clock, nuh uh!” And with a very quick scribble on the chalkboard, he darts for the nearest coffee shop, where he tries to forget about the scene of two bodies fucking each other in an intimate hug on the floral workbench. So, he enjoys his coffee in the soft morning buzz until he gets a text message twenty minutes later. 

Minnie🌷: ‘Sorry!!!! He got me a Red salvia, I couldn’t say just a simple yes🙈’

Understandable, Seokjin admits, smiling to himself, thinking about the poor souls that walked around the flower shop, noticing the hanging chalkboard. 

‘PLEASE LEAVE! THIS IS NOT THE KIND OF BLOOMING YOU WANT TO WITNESS!’