don’t forget that I found you anyways.

namjoon-ia​:

suga-ia​:

soft, smooth & cold } Namgi

tangled red strings } namgi au

Suga did not like to do anything like how society taught him how to do it. He wanted to do it the normal way, like how it was for non-omega’s. He glared at Namjoon when he mentioned the suppressants. What the fuck was this alpha even talking about, what did he know about the medication anyway? Suga glared some extra at the taller man and huffed. The knowledge that the other was in possession of a car was good though, made life easier. Well, if he ever dared to ask for help. Suga did not think asking for help was a good thing, it would only confirm the bias that omega’s were helpless.

Clearing his throat at the I would love to see some of your art and not really commenting on it for now. “Oh, a new pepper spray?” That was interesting and he would enjoy that a lot. “Okay, that’s cool.” Finally, Namjoon had said something that pleased the grumpy younger man. Poor Namjoon trying so hard and yet Suga was so angry about everything- not even at Namjoon but just the world.

The store had Suga excited though, a smile forming on his lips as they stepped in (ignoring the hand on his back actively and how it spread a warmth through his body- a body that constantly betrayed him). Though his smile fell off his lips quickly again when the storeowner spoke to them and while the omega wasn’t hiding his expressions near Namjoon right now he kept a straight fave. “I am safe sir, he is helping me settle in on the campus.” Suga walked over and handed the store owner the brand-new student card. “They assigned me him, all is well, thank you for your concern.” he bowed before returning his gaze to Namjoon and with his back to the storeowner his annoyance was back on his face. “Disgusting that omega’s have to be so careful.” he muttered as he walked through the store and halted at the pencils and picked up a small pack of pencils in different hardnesses. “I like pencil and fineliners.” A pause as he didn’t want to say it too loud and considered trusting Namjoon.

He decided to not trust the weird tall one and left it at that. Picking a few fineliners that were on sale and walking over to the counter to pay for the items and after Namjoon had paid for something if he wanted something too they went outside again.

He did not want to talk about feeling or get closer to Namjoon. This was dumb and the scent that came off the Alpha was even more annoying- even on his medicine he could smell it. “So, how about parties?” he asked “Who throws them? Do you go to parties?”

Safety was important to the university--even if it wasn't needed as often here, they really really wanted everyone to feel safe and make sure that no one felt as if they were being left behind, or something. Namjoon had seen Omegas just pack up and leave in the middle of the night due to a sudden scare over a rumor, even. It didn't look good for that to happen with a dozen omegas overnight because one alpha decided to be a douchebag and make something up..or worse, carry through with something.

"His daughter is an omega," he murmured once the other came close again, standing near the other, but not hovering around him like some sort of alpha-helicopter. He could be protective and mindful without somehow suffocating the poor omega. Nodding at the mention of fineliners, he offered a smile, "I like using them every so often, but I don't like super-clean lines in my own work," they just didn't look organic, but sometimes he found uses for them.

But Suga was off quite quickly, and the alpha watched him curiously. He didn't blame him for being...suspicious? And possibly grumpy at alphas, but it was weird seeing an omega so..aggressive, but not. Maybe he was just used to docile, though that just made him even more curious. He himself had grabbed a few new tubes of paint, and they were outside and on their way soon after.

Sadly for Suga, Namjoon was almost too good at his assignments of being buddied up with new students, omega or otherwise. It'd be hard to get rid of him for a while. The alpha either didn't catch on to dislike very quickly, or he did and just ignored it--the world may never know. It wasn't as if he was easily offended, especially by a grumpy omega.

Onward to coffee, then...the older glanced down to him once he'd tucked the paints into his bag, now somewhat curious. "Parties?" Well this would be an interesting topic. "Second and third years are usually the ones to throw them, almost every weekend...You'll probably hear about them in the dorms," he nodded and offered a smile, "I'm not a big...partier," if that wasn't obvious. He was kind of a nerd.

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The rest of the afternoon went well. Namjoon was able to give Suga the new pepper spray, which not only temporarily blinded both the attacker's smell and sight, but also blasted them with color so they couldn't just run off and pretend like it wasn't them if they washed off their face and got rid of the peppery aftershock from their eyes and nose...and mouth, probably. The color couldn't be removed without a special type of soap, so. Made it easier to catch culprits (though had a possibility for abuse, they dealt with it on a case-to-case basis.)

Coffee, food, some rules laid out..such as no Alphas or betas in the omega dorm (unless they were assigned to them, like Namjoon, but even so, he had to sign in and sign out so if something happened they knew when he was there, and if he wasn't signed in, then they knew shenanigans were afoot.) Classes started at this time, omegas could show up at this time, and leave at that time...safety, blahblah. Suga had probably read through a lot of it, but still, he'd been told to make sure the other understood, so...he tried his best.

With that all worked out, he checked again with the omega to make sure he didn't need any further help, then told him goodbye and headed to his own apartment for the evening. And Namjoon had been correct, there were indeed parties within days of everyone moving into their doorms. Classes would be starting in a few days, so of course there were be huge parties to 'get to know' one another, and to break rules before school even started. Namjoon had heard of them, and half wondered of Suga would be going...since he saw that Jungkook was also going to the biggest one that evening, happily bragging about scoring an omega as a date...but wanting more.

you’re in my veins || namgi

tangled red strings } namgi au

Life would be easier if he just stayed at home for his first two years instead of… being here. though it would go against what he believed if he did such a thing so here he was. Being harassed by bitch-ass alpha’s and saved by other, less bitchy alpha’s. Suga wasn’t very fond of that thought but he was deciding to let it go and be. Next time he would have pepper spray on him, even when he was just doing laundry.,

Ridiculous.

“You are? Okay, good to know.” he murmured but would forget immediately again since he was always running late to his own dismay- it gave him anxiety when he ran late and he tried to be on time but… life just didn’t do what he wanted it to do. It had been a mess ever since he had come out as an omega. He had always hoped to be an Alpha or even a Beta…

“I can eat, yeah, haven’t eaten yet.” it was after lunch time so he should eat something probably. “Let’s get some food and you can give me the rundown of everything I have to know.” He gestured for the other to follow him out of the room as they walked and shrugged “I chose business and art classes, I want to start my own shop when I graduate.” he said and didn’t elaborate much more on it.

“It is okay just tell me what I have to know, oh you do art too?” he asked now interested as they were on their way and nodded. “I will just have some pepperspray if he comes close again.” Not a very promising statement perhaps but Suga wasn’t going to be in that situation again. They passed a small artstore and he paused in front. “Is it any good?” he asked and then peeked inside “What kind of art do you do?”

Namjoon was, admittedly, both stunned in a good and bad way that Suga would come here to do classes at this age. The first two years were just not safe. Even after two years it wasn't always safe... but at least by then most Alphas had their shit under control, and the medications had gathered enough in Omegas to not allow for many, uh...mess-ups. Betas did well either way, usually, except for some aggressive ones. Oh to be a middle-man with little to worry about.

"I'm not a huge stickler about time, though. My classes are pretty chill and I'm normally ahead, I've just naturally paranoid about being late--so I get to places too early," he sighed. Ah well. "So no worries about being late. Just...text me or something, so I don't worry," after this Jungkook thing he was already worried.

"Oh...you shouldn't do that, I've heard that those suppressants go wonky when you don't eat with them?" He paused and took in a quick breath, "I mean, that's just what I've been told, I'm sorry," he was a mess. He shouldn't be telling an Omega what to and not to do about an omega's suppressants. Stupid. Ugh. "Well--I'll show you places with good, cheap food...and if you need help shopping or carrying things, I have a car?" Was he getting too involved? Shoot him.

The 'rundown' wasn't going to be fun to give, admittedly. But it had to be done.

"Oh? That's great, I'd love to see some of your art," good subject change for now. "Ah..yes, actually, I brought some stuff with me that also might help. The campus was required to hand it out, I think it'll help...just a few things, and updated pepper spray," they thought of everything, really. "I'll show you after we eat," sigh.

you’re in my veins || namgi

soft, smooth & cold } Namgi

Namjoon had taken to finishing all of his work the day before Suga had work off the next day--he’d also try to get out of class early, or try to skip the morning class the next day so he could stay up and spend the night awake with his lover. Since he was a good student it wasn’t too difficult to work ahead and the professors give him a pass (except for Key of course) and the puppeteer looked forward to it every week that it was possible. Not that he didn’t steal Suga’s attention away as much as he could on weekends, but those tended to be outings and whatnot.

Today was one such day, he’d managed to get off pretty early so they could make dinner and watch some documentaries for a while, catching up on some new ones they hadn’t had the opportunity to watch yet. Things had been pretty quiet lately, or at least he'd thought so. Not a ton of excitement or drama or anything...which was almost unsettling, since Namjoon hadn't heard from the foundation for a little while, but he'd also requested an extended time off for finals and extra studying (even if it had mostly been for more time with Suga and Kat, plus wedding planning...and other things that they would be rather displeased with.)

you’re in my veins || namgi

In a world where cruelty was the norm, Namjoon stood out like a sore thumb and Suga noticed it. Now even more than before- sure papa had voiced and shown his distaste for Namjoon’s way of thinking and handling but he had never seen other vampires like this. The baby vampire wasn’t entirely sure what to think of it all at this moment.

The kisses made it all better though, softening the thoughts that Suga had as he sat there on Namjoon pondering the meaning of everything. It was when the man slid his arms around Suga that he allowed himself to relax into the man’s arms and rest his head against Namjoon’s chest as he closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh. He had braced himself to feel the, by now familiar, sting of the older vampire’s fangs but instead he was held and Namjoon pulled away again.

Watching intently and listening in as he playfully ‘bit’ at Namjoon’s fingers and sucked on the tips of the digits as he waited for the man to do what he wanted to do. Actually what Suga had proposed; a compromise. Though the baby had a feeling that usually babies did not get compromises… Ah well, that was besides the point right now.

“Oh, that is definitely a bad person.” the vampire said with a nogd and smiled as the other mentioned playing with their food. Which brought back the memories of them killing Suga’s attackers… A good memory in hindsight even if it had been overwhelming at the time. Something that had completely surprised him about himself when it had happened.

“You’re so good to me.” he purred as he nuzzled against Namjoon’s cheek and smiled at the man. “It is so nice, thank you. I promise I’ll do well and I’ll make sure you’ll be proud of me, okay? No matter what papa says I have to do, we will do it together.” he took the other’s hand in his own and squeezed it slightly. “Together, you and me, okay?”

Namjoon had thought about giving it up. The whole ‘vegan’ vampire thing. But he didn’t know what he’d turn into if he did. At this point, his diet probably had a lot to do with how his personality worked. Even feeding earlier had made him want to vomit, which was definitely an odd response for a vampire. If the queen had not dismissed them so quickly, he would have asked her more questions, but maybe he could visit her another time to see what was going on with himself. Suga was the most important one right now, he wanted his baby safe before dealing with anything else.

No, he wouldn’t feed from him just yet, maybe once they’d both had their fill of the hunter that was being brought to them. If Namjoon had the choice, he’d probably just feed from Suga rather than directly from the source, but that wouldn’t be fair to the young vampire, now would it? And being practically intoxicated by Suga every time he fed would definitely not be appropriate. 

These things would be thought over later. When Suga wasn’t biting and sucking on his fingers while sitting on his lap. 

Compromising with Suga did not bother Namjoon--be it because of the baby vampire’s powers, or just because he was weak to the man because of his feelings for him, or because Namjoon was just kind-hearted either way. Possibly a mixture of all of the above. But if it made Suga happy, he’d do it...with some limitations, such as killing the man’s murderers or this supernatural hunter.

Smiling at the baby vampire, Namjoon lifted his hands up to touch over Suga’s cheeks, combing them back through the other’s hair while he listened to him. He knew the younger was sincere, he knew he wanted to do well and to listen to Namjoon when he could. But the master vampire also knew it wasn’t always easy to listen, especially with the master of a master there. Taehyung was powerful, and he had strong connections. While his master and himself differed, he knew that Taehyung meant well for both himself and Suga... “I’m already proud of you, don’t think otherwise,” his palms moved back to the younger’s cheeks, leaning close to kiss his nose, then his lips, wanting to bring him closer, greedy for his touch, but also reminding himself their meal would be there soon. “Of course, together, I won’t leave your side,” which was true. Taehyung was an asset to finding everything out when it came to the baby, and Namjoon wasn’t as..aware of everything vampire like the older was, but he wouldn’t be taken away from Suga, or vice versa. 

Another affectionate kiss was given to his baby, then the knock at the door came. Shifting his lover to sit on the mattress, Namjoon pulled the heavy door open, only to be welcomed by a...rather bruised human, in restraints behind his back, connected to a neck piece by a chain to his wrists. Seemed uncomfortable. He had a mask on, probably so he couldn’t spit or bite anyone he was given to, but other than that, basic servant clothing and no shoes. Well, they  certainly knew how to treat the lowest of the low to the supernatural society, huh? For you, sir. Just call us once you are finished. Nodding, the master vampire took the human by his wrists against the back of his neck and pushed him inside, the human holding both fear and pure hatred in his eyes, though it was obvious he had some sedatives in his system since he wasn’t fighting back...yet.