Genre: ABO (Alpha/Beta/Omega) dynamics, angst, fluff, smut, enemies to lovers
Yoongi is a Prime Alpha. Prime Alphas were better, faster, and smarter than regular Alphas, Betas and especially Omegas; at least, that’s what Yoongi had been conditioned to believe. He’s lived the majority of his adult life believing that he and the other Prime Alphas within his pack run the world and that they don’t have to answer to anyone. However, when Yoongi is kicked out of his pack and left for dead, he’s found by Taehyung who brings him into your pack; The Kim Pack.
You and Yoongi don't exactly get along at first, because of your differing views on what the roles of Alphas, Betas and Omegas within a pack should be. However, with the rising risk of war between packs, Yoongi learning new things about himself and Yoongi finding out a pretty large secret about you, he learns that all he’s ever wanted....was a real home, and he’ll be damned if he lets anyone take it away from him.
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“Yoongi!” You squealed when he let you fall out of his arms and onto the bed, your body bouncing lightly from the force of your body hitting the springs underneath the bed.
“Gonna tell me that you want my knot, with a straight fucking face at that, and expect me to just react casually,” Yoongi muttered to himself as he reached down and grabbed the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head and you couldn’t help but to bite your lip as you looked him over. He wasn’t overly muscular but he was still firm, and your Omega loved knowing that he’d be able to protect you if need be.
“You gonna take those off, or do you prefer to stare?” Yoongi asked, motioning with his hand to your pants and you looked back up at him, not liking the way that he was cockily smirking sideways at you.
“I don’t remember you asking me to,” you shot back with a smile.
“Hey, I was gonna eat you out but if you wanna play games,” he shrugged and you immediately shot into action at his words, reaching down and practically ripping your button undone before lifting your hips and pushing your jeans and underwear down your legs . “That’s what I thought.”
“Shut up and come kiss me,” you replied. Yoongi climbed onto the bed then, crawling on top of your body and coming face to face with you.
“Hi,” he smiled as he looked down at you and you reached up, setting your hands on his cheeks.
“Hi,” you giggled.
“You sure that you’re sure?” Yoongi checked in again. “I really wanna do this but I don’t want you to regret it later.”
“I won’t, I promise,” you swore. “So stop asking me and kiss me instead.”
“You’re lucky you’re cute,” Yoongi muttered as he leaned down, pressing his lips against yours. You let your lips fall apart, allowing his tongue to slide against yours as you wrapped your legs around his waist.
After kissing for a few minutes, Yoongi slowly pulled away from your mouth, trailing his lips downwards and licking against the skin of your neck. When the tip of his tongue just so happened to glide lightly over your scent gland, you couldn’t help the moan that escaped your throat.
“Oh, you like that?” Yoongi whispered as he began to suck on your skin.
“What did it sound like?” You huffed out a laugh.
“Sounds like you wouldn’t mind very much if I marked you,” he mumbled against your neck and you let your eyes flutter closed as the image of walking around with hickies left by Yoongi flooded your mind. “Smells like you love that idea, actually.”
“You’re mean,” you sighed and you felt Yoongi nod as he began to inch his way down your body, pressing soft kisses against your skin as he did so.
“Only to those who can handle it or who like it,” he replied. “I think you’re falling into both categories there baby.”
“You also talk too much,” you rolled your eyes, lifting your head afterwards to see him finally reaching the apex of your thighs. He looked up at you as he leaned down and licked one, thick stripe up the length of your slit.
“You have the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen,” he whispered before laving small circles right on top of your clit.
“Fuck Yoongi,” you whispered, letting your head fall back against the bed as he began to suck earnestly on your clit. “Holy shit, that feels so good.”
He hummed against you and the feeling of it had your stomach caving inwards from how good it felt. You lifted your head again, your eyes widening when you saw that he was still looking up at you.
“Why are you staring at me?” You chuckled.
“I just can’t believe that I can have you like this,” he answered after pulling away from you. “I’ve been thinking about how you would taste on my tongue since I saw you take that fucking deer down.”
“Really?” You smiled, your breath hitching a little bit when he took the opportunity to slowly slide his pointer finger inside of you.
“Really,” he nodded, slowly pumping his finger in and out of you.
“Well, how do I taste?” You asked and Yoongi smirked as he began to fuck you with his finger faster.
“Amazing,” he groaned, leaning down and taking your clit back into his mouth while simultaneously pushing his middle finger inside of you alongside his pointer finger. With him using both fingers and his mouth on you, it only took a few more minutes for you to begin to feel that familiar build up in the pit of your stomach.
“Please, please don’t stop,” you pleaded. “God, I’m gonna come.”
“Come for me Y/N-ah,” he encouraged and sure enough, with a few more pumps of his fingers and suckles of his mouth, you orgasmed hard. Yoongi continued to stroke you through it, your breath coming out in little pants as your rode out your high.
“Fuck, you looked so beautiful coming for me,” Yoongi praised you and you gave him a small smile as you collapsed back against the bed, trying to regulate your breathing again.
“That felt so good,” you sighed.
“I can tell, look how you’re covering my fingers,” Yoongi said as he gently pulled his fingers out of you, holding them up and letting you see how the remnants of your orgasm were sticking to him. You were about to reply until you watched him stick those fingers into his mouth, sucking them clean. You weren’t entirely sure why, but it made your Omega happy to see him enjoying the taste of you.
“Tasty,” Yoongi said after pulling his fingers out of his mouth, sending you a quick wink.
“Fuck, I wanna suck your dick,” you blurted out, making Yoongi laugh as he reached down and began to undo his pants.
“As much as I’d love that, I want nothing more than to be inside of you right now,” he replied. “You did say that you wanted my knot.”
“Yeah, yeah, let’s do that,” you agreed immediately as you set up to pull your shirt and bra off, simultaneously watching as Yoongi pushed his pants and boxers down his legs, kicking them off with his feet and letting them hit the floor. His cock was fully hard, sitting up nicely as Yoongi moved to rest between your legs.
“I don’t have any condoms on me,” Yoongi admitted and you just shook your head dismissively.
“It’s fine. I’m clean and on birth control and I know you’re clean too,” you said.
“Wait, how did you know that?”
“I ran some tests on you when Taehyung first brought you to me,” you revealed, and Yoongi cocked his head to the side as he looked down at you. “What? I had to make sure that you didn’t have any preexisting conditions!”
“Is this what it’s gonna be like dating the pack doctor?” Yoongi wondered.
“Yes, so get used to it,” you giggled. Instead of replying, Yoongi just leaned down to kiss you again. As the two of you made out, Yoongi grabbed ahold of the base of his cock, letting the head of it smack against your clit.
“Ready?” He checked and after receiving a head nod from you, he let his hips move forward as he slowly pushed his cock inside of you.
“God,-” you choked, your head instantly shooting up to look down in between your legs.
“Holy shit Y/N-ah,” Yoongi whispered as he bit down on his lip, trying his best to control himself. “Fucking tight.”
“Y-you’re big,” you whimpered back.
“Complaining?” He questioned while simultaneously pushing his hips all the way forward, completely sheathing himself inside of you. You let out a strangled moan as your hands scrambled for Yoongi’s arms, gripping onto them tightly.
“N-no,” you shook your head as he began to steadily work in and out of you.
“Mm, I didn’t think so,” Yoongi smirked as he looked down at you, watching you closely. “You like being stretched out then, huh?”
“God, would you shut up and fuck me already?” You groaned, taking one of your hands off of his arm and using it to weakly smack his chest. Yoongi grabbed ahold of your hand then, intertwining his fingers with yours before pinning your hand down onto the bed.
“Careful what you ask for baby,” he cautioned, making sure that his knees were stable on the bed before fucking into you rhythmically. As he did, your back arched up from the bed at how good he felt sliding in and out of you and you couldn’t help but to squirm, your free hand that wasn’t being held down by Yoongi coming up to grab at the hair on the back of his neck.
“Good?” He wondered aloud as he fucked you, doing his best to try and find your g-spot every time that he dove back into you.
“So good,” you nodded, looking up at him with hooded eyes. “Feels so fucking good.”
“Mm, you smell so fucking good,” he echoed, leaning down and sticking his face in your neck. “God, I could keep my face in your neck all day.”
“L-like it that much?” You moaned.
“Love it,” he corrected you. “Smell so good and so pretty, makes me want to give you my knot.”
“Give it to me,” you encouraged him.
“Gotta make you come first,” he huffed, and it seemed like he redoubled his efforts because he began to thrust into you even harder.
“F-fuh, fuck,” you gasped when you felt him hit your g-spot. “Right there.”
“Gonna come for me baby?” He asked and you nodded silently. “Go ahead, come while I give you my knot.”
“Nngh, fuck, I’m coming,” you groaned, your grip on both Yoongi’s hand and his hair tightening as you clenched around him. Yoongi let out an actual moan, the feeling of your orgasm causing his knot to start to swell.
“God damn it, Y/N-ah,” he grumbled and you moaned softly when you felt his knot push into you, his cum flowing into you swiftly after that. You relaxed against the bed then while Yoongi let go of your hand in order to continue holding himself up above you.
“How long does it take your knot to go down?” You questioned and Yoongi grimaced a little.
“Between 20 and 30 minutes usually,” he told you, making your eyes widen a little. “But if I’m really turned on, which I just was, it can be anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour.”
“Min Yoongi, I swear to God, if you have me stuck on this knot for more than 30 minutes, you’re never fucking me again,” you threatened.
“Not even if I make you come again while we wait?” Yoongi wondered innocently and your breath hitched in your throat
“Well, I mean, if you think you can,” you shrugged.
“Thought so,” Yoongi smirked.
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“What the fuck Yoongi?” You exclaimed, clearly outraged. “You’re seriously telling me that you don’t have one fuzzy blanket in this house?”
“They make me too warm!” Yoongi shot back as he stepped out of the en suite bathroom that was connected to his bedroom, pajama pants slung low on his hips.
“It’s about to start snowing literally any day now! Do you wanna freeze to death?!” You chastised him as you moved around his bed, trying to make a small nest. After showering and changing into some of Yoongi’s clothes (his t-shirt and a pair of joggers), Yoongi asked you to stay the night with him which you readily agreed to. However, Yoongi didn’t expect to come out of the bathroom to you attempting to make a nest in his bed.
“Need anything?” He wondered as he leaned against the doorway.
“No,” you pouted as you stood back and surveyed your work. You had taken a few of Yoongi’s extra blankets, which were too thin as far as you were concerned, and piled them onto the bed. “It’s not like my nest at home, but it’ll do for tonight.”
“Good,” he chuckled as he watched you climb onto the bed and make yourself comfortable. “Can I come and get in your nest?”
“Yeah,” you nodded, smiling when he paced over to the bed and climbed onto it as well, settling his body next to yours. “You really need to get fuzzy blankets .”
“If I get them, I’d never use them,” he sighed. “They’d only be for you.”
“And what’s wrong with that?” You wondered. “You actually owe me for having me stuck on your knot for 40 minutes.”
“I literally made you come three more times in that 40 minutes though, so you can’t hold that against me,” he shot back, which made you blush.
“Don’t change the subject,” you said. “Either get more blankets or we’re gonna have to start spending the night at my place because I miss my nest.”
“Ok, ok,” he chuckled as he extended his arm, smiling when you laid all the way down and cuddled into the side of his body. “I’ll get you all the fuzzy blankets you can use and then you can set up a proper nest here, just like the one you have at your place.”
“And you’ll leave it up?” You asked. “You won’t take it down even if I’m not spending the night here and it’s just you?”
“I definitely won’t,” he assured you. “I’m gonna want to be reminded of your scent if you’re not here.”
“I don’t think you have to worry about that for a while,” you giggled. “You reek of peaches.”
“And you smell like freshwater and tangerines,” Yoongi smiled.
“Good, because I like wearing your scent on me,” you admitted.
“I like wearing yours too baby,” he murmured, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the top of your head as you turned your head and pressed it into his neck, inhaling his scent and letting it lull you to sleep.
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Genre: ABO (Alpha/Beta/Omega) dynamics, angst, fluff, smut, enemies to lovers
Warnings: Brief mention of abuse.
When Yoongi woke up the next morning, the first thing that he realized was that you were already awake and scenting him with your nose pressed against his scent gland.
“Baby?” He called out questioningly and you just hummed in reply. “You ok?”
“I can’t just scent you?” You murmured.
“Of course you can, it just seemed a little random,” he chuckled deeply. “And you usually ask first.”
“I missed you a lot, even though it was only a day,” you confessed as you pulled your nose away and looked up at him. “You didn’t smell like me anymore and that makes my Omega uncomfortable.”
“Well, scent away,” Yoongi said as he lifted his neck to expose his neck and you dove back in, taking your time as you dragged your nose along his skin.
“You’re gonna have to go and talk to my brother,” you whispered and Yoongi just sighed heavily.
“Do I really have to?” He huffed. “He almost killed me, Y/N-ah.”
“Joon could never kill anyone, unless provoked,” you told him as you sat up and looked down at him. “And yes, you have to go talk to him since he technically cast you out of the pack but all you have to do is tell him exactly what you told me last night.”
“And he’ll let it go?”
“My brother can be a dick but he can also be pretty understanding so I think so,” you nodded. “And even if he doesn’t, I’ll have your back.”
“Fuck, fine,” Yoongi relented and you leaned down to press a kiss to his lips.
After the two of you showered, got dressed, and ate, you led him across the territory to the Head Hall and up the stairs to the second floor where Namjoon’s office was located.
“I see everything worked out between you two,” Taehyung smirked when he saw the two of you walking up to his desk, hand in hand.
“Don’t be so smug about it,” you rolled your eyes.
“I’m guessing that you’re here to speak to Joon hyung,” Taehyung guessed, and you and Yoongi both nodded in confirmation. “Well, lucky for you guys: he just got out of a war strategy meeting with Hobi hyung and he looked pretty pissed off.”
“Gee, thanks Taehyung,” Yoongi grumbled, making Taehyung laugh out loud.
“He’s free right now, so go ahead in,” Taehyung said as he waved towards the door of Namjoon’s office.
“Uh, give me a sec,” you told Yoongi and he nodded before pressing a kiss to your cheek and walking over to wait in front of the office door.
“What’s up?” Taehyung wondered as he looked at you.
“I just, uh, wanted to say thank you,” you said. “For figuring out that something was amiss and going to find Yoongi.”
“You don’t have to thank me for that,” Taehyung shrugged with a smile. “It was the right thing to do. He makes you so happy Y/N-ah, and I wasn’t going to let Seo-hyun fuck that up for you.”
“You know, I think Joon and I are very lucky that Mom and Dad fought to keep you,” you told him, which made him grin widely. “Joon and I would be a pair of bumbling idiots without you.”
“Mom said you two would need me,” Taehyung puffed his chest out proudly. “I love you Y/N-ah.”
“I love you more Tae,” you cooed, leaning over his desk and gently kissing his cheek before pulling back. “Now wish us luck.”
“Good luck,” he smirked knowingly and you turned around and walked over to the door, joining Yoongi who had been patiently waiting.
“Here goes nothing,” you sighed as you reached up and knocked on the door three times.
“Come in,” Namjoon’s muffled voice called out and you opened the door, poking your head inside.
“You free?” You asked and he nodded his head. You then stepped inside, pulling Yoongi in behind you as well before shutting the door.
“Ok, now before you start yelling,” you began before Namjoon even had the chance to start talking. “Let me explain.”
“I’m not gonna yell Y/N-ah,” Namjoon chuckled as he sat back in his desk chair and your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“You’re...not?”
“Nope,” he replied. “Taehyung came and explained everything to me yesterday. He woke the girls up from their naps and pissed Hyo off in the process, but he told me nonetheless.”
“Of course he did,” you laughed in disbelief.
“Yoongi, I’d like to apologize,” Namjoon said as he looked over at Yoongi. “I didn’t allow you the opportunity to explain yourself and for that, I was wrong.”
“It’s ok,” Yoongi shrugged. “I know that as Pack Alpha, everyone’s safety is your main priority so I don’t blame you.”
“It’s also a part of my job as Pack Alpha to trust my pack members, just as they trust me to be able to lead you all,” Namjoon explained. “So, I would like to invite you, formally, to become a permanent member of this pack.”
“I’d love to,” Yoongi grinned widely.
“Great,” Namjoon smiled.
“Congratulations baby!” You exclaimed, leaning over and kissing him firmly. “Tae’s gonna flip!”
“He’s probably listening at the door so he already knows,” Namjoon said.
“I resent that!” You heard Taehyung scream through the door, which made all three of you laugh.
“Um, I wanted to ask you something,” Yoongi said as he looked at Namjoon. “Is the fight still on?”
“Yes, it is,” Namjoon sighed. “We have five days until Seo-hyun said that he was going to be back.”
“I’d like to fight with you all,” Yoongi announced, causing both your and Namjoon’s eyes to widen.
“What?” You questioned.
“Yoongi, you don’t have to do that,” Namjoon told him.
“Yeah, you don’t,” you agreed.
“Why wouldn’t I?” Yoongi asked.
“For one thing, you’ve never fought in a war from what Taehyung told me last night,” Namjoon pointed out. “And for two, you’d be fighting against your former pack. I know that they treated you terribly but it still will probably be hard for you.”
“That might be true but this is my pack now,” Yoongi stated firmly. “And I want to fight to protect it.” A few seconds of silence passed over the room then before Namjoon spoke up again.
“Alright, fine,” Namjoon relented. “We’ll have to get you in training right away.”
“Alright,” Yoongi nodded before turning to look at you. “Don’t be mad at me please.”
“I’m not,” you assured him. “But we can talk more about it later.”
Later that night, after going to training with Namjoon, Hobi, Jungkook, and some other Alphas and Omegas, Yoongi was out amongst the trees at the edge of the territory. After the (albeit shirt) amount of time that the two of you were apart, you still weren’t the biggest fan of being away from him so he had decided to chop some more wood for your place before meeting you back there.
As he was doing so though, he was shocked when he heard rustling from beyond a cluster of trees.
“Who’s there?” He called out, pausing in order to listen better. When he didn’t receive an answer, he gripped onto the handle of the ax that he was holding tighter.
“I’m Prime asshole, so think about your next steps very carefully,” Yoongi warned and a shadowy figure stepped out from behind a tree and when they stepped closer, Yoongi couldn’t believe his eyes.
“Yeah well, tell me something that I don’t know,” the man laughed and Yoongi just gaped at him in disbelief.
“Kihyun?” He called as the Alpha walked closer to him. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
“Well, I was hoping to receive a better greeting than that from one of my closest friends,” Kihyun joked and Yoongi just laughed before launching himself at Kihyun, hugging him tightly.
“What are you doing here?” Yoongi repeated as he pulled away from the hug. “You would’ve been detained or killed if anyone else caught you.”
“I know but I had to come and see you,” Kihyun replied. “After Seo-hyun came back and announced that you were still alive, I had to see it for myself.”
“That was really dangerous and stupid of you Kihyun,” Yoongi told him.
“I’ve spent the last six months thinking that you were dead,” Kihyun shot back. “You can’t blame me.”
“Yeah well,” Yoongi shrugged. “How have you been though? Everyone been treating you ok?”
“I’m fine hyung,” Kihyun nodded. “I see that you’re ok too.”
“Yeah, the Kim Pack took me in,” Yoongi said.
“I hope that doesn’t mean that you plan on fighting with them in a few days.”
“Actually, it does.”
“Why would you do that?” Kihyun wondered. “You can’t fight against your pack.”
“They’re my old pack and if you remember correctly, they left me for dead,” Yoongi pointed out. “This is my new pack and I am going to fight to protect it from Seo-hyun because I don’t want him doing the same thing to them that he did to our pack.”
“Seo-hyun just wants us to be strong,” Seo-hyun tried to say.
“And he has to abuse people and try to take over other packs in order to do that?” Yoongi demanded to know. “Kihyun, I love you. You’re the person that kept me sane all of those years after my parents died and I’ll always appreciate you for it, but you can’t seriously believe that what Seo-hyun is doing is right.”
“....I didn’t come here to argue with you hyung,” Kihyun finally said after a few moments of silence. “I just wanted to come and see you.”
“Despite everything, I am happy to see you kid,” Yoongi smiled gently. “Even if it was dumb.”
“I love you hyung,” Kihyun said before hugging Yoongi again.
“I love you too,” Yoongi responded before letting go of Kihyun. “Be safe.” Kihyun nodded and just as quick as he had appeared, Yoongi watched as he disappeared back into the trees.
Genre: ABO (Alpha/Beta/Omega) dynamics, angst, fluff, smut, enemies to lovers
Warnings: None to note.
Author’s Note: Enjoy this calm chapter before the storm comes lol
A few days later, Yoongi was still at a total loss when it came to trying to figure out how to tell you the truth.
On one hand, he didn’t want to risk making you upset and ruining your relationship that had been going so well up to this point. Also, he didn’t know how you might end up reacting and he didn’t want to risk potentially being shunned from this pack too, especially after he had made himself at home and really began to feel welcomed.
On the other hand though, Yoongi knew that you deserved to know and he knew that it would be best if you heard it from Yoongi’s own mouth. Plus, Yoongi knew that if the roles were reversed, he’d want to know if he had been sleeping next to someone who had associations with the person who murdered his parents.
“Y/N-ah?” Yoongi called out, a soft smile coming on to his face when you stepped into your living room.
“Yeah?” You replied.
“Come here,” Yoongi said, holding his hand out towards you and you paced over to him, placing your hand in his and letting him pull you down so that you were sat on the couch next to him. “I have something that I need to tell you.”
“Ok,” you nodded. “Shoot.”
“It’s kind of hard for me to tell you this, but I know that I should tell you,” he began, pausing to take a deep breath in and out before continuing. “You have to understand though Y/N-ah, I didn’t know.”
“You didn’t know what?” You wondered. “Is everything ok?”
“Kind of, but this is just something that you need to know,” he responded. Just as he opened his mouth to continue, there was a loud knock on your front door.
“Ignore that,” you said as you gave Yoongi your full attention.
“Someone’s out there though,” Yoongi huffed.
“It’s just Jungkook,” you shrugged after taking a quick sniff of the air. “It’s probably nothing important.” Right after those words left your mouth, Jungkook’s knocks became harder and more frantic sounding.
“It could be important though,” Yoongi pointed out. “Go check.”
“You sure?” You asked as you stood up from the couch. “You sounded like you really had something to say there.”
“It’s nothing that can’t wait,” he assured you. “I’m good, go.” Even though you weren’t completely convinced, you walked away from the couch and over to the front door, reaching out and pulling it open to reveal a frazzled looking Jungkook.
“Hey Kook,” you smiled.
“Hyorin’s in labor,” he blurted out in lieu of a proper greeting and your eyes widened.
“Right now?” You checked.
“Right now,” Jungkook echoed. “Joon hyung, Hobi hyung, and I were going over security measures and Jimin ran to tell us that she had gone into labor while they were hanging out. Joon hyung ran home to be with her and sent me to come get you.”
“I’m on my way there now,” you nodded. “You better go tell Tae because he’ll be pissed if no one told him.”
“Don’t I know it?” Jungkook chuckled. “I’m going home after this and I’ll tell him once I get there.” After saying goodbye to each other, Jungkook ran off and you shut the front door before jogging down the hallway into your bedroom.
“What’s going on?” Yoongi wondered.
“Hyo’s in labor,” you shouted back, and Yoongi could hear the sound of you throwing stuff around.
“That’s exciting,” Yoongi smiled as you walked back into the living room, a large black bag in your hand.
“Thank God I had the sense of mind to restock this medical bag the other day, so that I don’t have to waste time running to the infirmary,” you sighed before looking over at Yoongi. “You coming?”
“I’m invited?” He shot back with a laugh.
“Tae’s gonna be there and he’ll need the company while he waits because he won’t leave until the baby is born, I know it,” you giggled.
“I guess I’ve been convinced,” Yoongi replied with a smile.
By the time that the two of you pulled on your shoes and jackets, left your cabin, and made it over to Namjoon and Hyorin’s cabin, Taehyung was already there pacing back and forth on their front porch.
“Y/N-ah!” Taehyung exclaimed when he saw you walking up the steps. “We’re about to be an aunt and uncle!”
“I know Tae, I am the one who’s about to deliver the baby,” you pointed out with a smile. Before Taehyung could reply though, the front door swung open and Namjoon stuck his head outside.
“Thank God you’re here,” Namjoon sighed heavily. “She’s in so much pain Y/N-ah.”
“Just calm down, calm down. Now, how far apart are her contractions?” You asked as you stepped inside of the house and Yoongi and Taehyung didn’t hear Namjoon’s answer because he shut the front door again as soon as you had stepped inside.
“I really wish I could at least be in the house,” Taehyung huffed as he sat down on one of the chairs that was placed on the porch, and Yoongi took the liberty of sitting down in the chair right next to his as well.
“Your brother would tear you apart if you got too close to his vulnerable mate,” Yoongi told him.
“Stupid Alpha hormones,” Taehyung spat, making Yoongi laugh.
“Yeah, they are pretty stupid sometimes,” Yoongi agreed. A few minutes of silence then passed over them before Taehyung spoke up again.
“You know, it’s times like this when I really wish our parents were still here,” Taehyung muttered.
“That’s completely normal Taehyung,” Yoongi assured him. “It’s a big day.”
“I’ve gotten really good at compartmentalizing them over the years and not thinking about them but it’s days like today that make it hard to do that. Especially when I know that they should be here,” Taehyung added.
“It’s definitely easier not to think about them if that helps you get through the day, but maybe getting it out can help too,” Yoongi suggested. “How do you think they would react if they were here?”
“Mom would’ve been absolutely over the moon,” Taehyung chuckled. “She probably would’ve been right in there with them, helping to keep Hyo calm. Our mom was really good at that, keeping people calm and reassuring them.”
“That sounds like you,” Yoongi replied and Taehyung just shook his head slightly.
“I could only hope to be like her someday, and like our father,” Taehyung whispered. “Dad would’ve been so proud, because he always wanted to see the family line continue on.”
“I think all fathers are like that,” Yoongi laughed. “I know mines used to say ‘I want at least three grandchildren out of you, Min Yoongi’,”
“You know, I think our dad would’ve liked you,” Taehyung said, which made Yoongi freeze. “You’re a lot like him.”
“He was Prime, right?”
“Yeah, and it definitely had it’s good and bad sides,” Taehyung joked. “But even forgetting that, you have similar traits. I think that’s why Y/N-ah likes you, but don’t tell her I said that because she’ll do nothing but deny it.”
“Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me,” Yoongi muttered, and he couldn’t help but to start to feel even worse for not telling you the truth yet. Hearing what Taehyung said only made Yoongi worry more about how you were going to react when you finally learned the truth. All Yoongi knew was that he needed to tell you soon, because the last thing that he wanted to do was hurt you more than you were already going to be.
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After an hour and a half of waiting, Taehyung and Yoongi were still sitting on the porch together.
“What the fuck is taking so long?” Taehyung groaned loudly.
“Taehyung, she’s having a baby,” Yoongi laughed. “They don’t just pop out.”
“Thank God I can’t have kids myself, I wouldn’t have the patience,” Taehyung huffed.
“Or be able to handle the pain,” Yoongi added.
“That too,” Taehyung nodded.
“Do you ever think about it?” Yoongi wondered. “Having a pup?”
“Of course I do,” Taehyung admitted. “Thankfully though, there are always female omegas who are willing to help couples like me and Kook have pups. I want at least two, one that’ll be half of Kook and one that’ll be half of me.”
“That’s good,” Yoongi smiled.
“What about you hyung?” Taehyung flipped the question. “Do you want pups?”
“Are you asking me if I want pups in general, or specifically with your sister?” Yoongi questioned.
“Whichever you feel like answering,” Taehyung smirked knowingly. Just as Yoongi opened his mouth to reply, the front door opened and you stepped out onto the porch.
“Y/N-ah!” Taehyung exclaimed as he hurriedly stood up and rushed over to you. “How’d it go?! Is Hyo ok?! Is the baby ok?! Did Joon hyung faint?! I knew he probably would!”
“Tae, calm down,” you giggled as you reached out and set your hands on his shoulders. “Hyo is just fine, she did beautifully and no, Joon didn’t faint which actually surprised me. And the babies are fine, both of them.”
“B-both of them?” Taehyung gasp.
“Come and meet your nieces,” you smiled giddily.
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“Ok, not to be biased or anything, but they are the cutest babies I’ve ever seen in my life,” Taehyung cooed as he held one of the girls in his arms. Hyorin and Namjoon were seated next to each other on their bed, Hyorin holding their other daughter in her arms. Yoongi hung back by the door in order not to get his scent too close to the babies since he wasn’t family, and you were shuffling around the room straightening things up from the delivery.
“You’re definitely biased, but you’re also not wrong,” Namjoon chuckled. “They’re gorgeous.”
“What are their names?” Yoongi asked.
“The one that Tae is holding is the oldest and her name is Mi-ra, after their mom and the girls’ grandma,” Hyorin said as she looked over at Taehyung.
“And this little surprise,” Namjoon whispered as he reached over and let their daughter that Hyorin was holding grab onto his finger. “This is Sena, our youngest.”
“I can’t believe that you were having twins and didn’t tell anyone,” Taehyung huffed.
“I didn’t know either,” Hyorin laughed. “I swear, I never felt more than one set of hands or feet moving around at a time throughout my pregnancy.”
“And I never saw more than one baby during the ultrasounds,” you spoke up. “The youngest one was hiding behind her sister the entire pregnancy.”
“Imagine how freaked out we were when Y/N delivered Mi-ra and then said that there was another baby,” Namjoon sighed.
“I was just pissed that I had to keep pushing,” Hyorin joked, making everyone laugh.
“I guess we’re gonna have to get started on another crib for you guys then,” Yoongi smiled and Hyorin nodded thankfully at him.
“If you could,” she grinned bashfully.
“Hey Y/N-ah,” Namjoon called out to you, making you stop and look at him. “Did you bring the stuff to do the test?”
“What test?” Taehyung questioned.
“Some Beta doctors in Seoul have been working on testing that would help predict someone’s subgender before they present,” you explained. “Kind of like how an ultrasound reveals their primary gender.”
“I didn’t even know that was a thing,” Yoongi said.
“It’s a new thing,” you smiled at him. “It’s only been developed within the last few years and it’s only been shown to be about 78%, 79% accurate.”
“Joon and I thought it might be fun just to see,” Hyorin shrugged.
“I can still do it,” you told her. “I have the liquids here with me.” Namjoon and Hyorin looked at each other for a few seconds before they both turned and nodded their heads at you. Moving over to your bag, you took out a small bottle of liquid and a dropper before stepping over to where Taehyung was holding Mi-ra.
“How does it work?” Taehyung wondered as you unscrewed the cap on the bottle and then stuck the dropper inside, sucking up some of the liquid before removing it.
“I just place a small amount on her scent gland and whatever color the liquid turns corresponds to what her subgender might be,” you said as you gently took a hold of Mi-ra’s hand, turning it over so that her little wrist was facing upwards before squeezing a tiny dot onto her skin. The clear liquid seemed to melt onto her skin before turning a dark brown color.
“Probably an Alpha,” you announced. “Typical of first borns in this family.”
“Wow,” Namjoon murmured excitedly. You then moved over to the bed where Hyorin had already pried Sena’s hand away from Namjoon’s and turned her wrist over for you. You followed the same steps, letting a small amount of the liquid drop onto her wrist and you were shocked when you saw the color turn white.
“What?” Hyorin prompted you when she saw your reaction.
“She’s probably a Beta,” you chuckled in disbelief.
“Seriously?” Taehyung gasped loudly. “That’s so fucking cool!”
“Tae, calm down,” Namjoon chastised him with a smile. “The test isn’t 100% accurate.”
“Joon’s right,” you nodded. “The test could be wrong and it also doesn’t tell us if one or the both of them are Prime or not, which is a good possibility given our family line. The only way we’ll know for sure is when they’re old enough to present.”
“But still, it’ll be so cool not being the only Beta anymore,” Taehyung squealed.
“A hidden twin and will probably end up being the first Beta in the pack in years,” Yoongi summed up. “Seems like little Sena has a lot to live up to.”
“That she does,” Hyorin cooed as she looked down at Sena, who was yawning widely now. “Our extra little miracle.”
Suddenly, there was a loud clang that sounded like the front door and before you knew it, Hobi was poking his head into the bedroom.
“Hey, get out,” you moved over to shoo him away. “The babies are still too new for you to bring your scent around them.”
“Babies? As in more than one?” Hobi gasped before shaking his head and looking past you to Namjoon. “Regardless, it’s an emergency.”
“Whatever it is can wait a day or two,” Namjoon told him. “My children were just born Seok-ah, so I’m sure Tae or Y/N can handle things in the meantime.”
“I do recognize that but I also hope that you realize that I wouldn’t have even come here if it weren’t vitally important,” Hobi pointed out.
“Joon,” Hyorin spoke up, making him look over at her. “Go ahead.”
“But you and the babies.”
“We’re fine,” Hyorin said. “Y/N-ah is here for me just in case, I got Sena, and I doubt Tae is gonna let go of Mi-ra anytime soon.”
“Got that right,” Taehyung confirmed.
“Go,” she repeated. After hesitating for a few more seconds, Namjoon got up off of the bed and walked over to the door where you, Hobi, and Yoongi were standing.
“What’s going on?”
“Seo-hyun’s pack just breached our territory and they’re headed this way,” Hobi revealed, making yours, Namjoon’s, and Yoongi’s eyes widen. “Now.”
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“Why the fuck am I so nervous?” Yoongi muttered as he paced back and forth near the stream. After spending a week making his vision come true, Yoongi had asked you to meet him at your favorite rock because he wanted to talk to you.
Luckily enough, you didn’t really think anything of it and Yoongi was extremely grateful for it. He knew that you were super fucking smart and that if you really started to question why he wanted you to meet him at your favorite place, then Yoongi knew he wouldn’t have been able to hold in the fact that he was planning on giving you a gift; a gift to ask you to date him, to be precise.
He had poured all of his effort into making your gift, putting off the other work that he was supposed to be doing at the hardware shop and even getting yelled at by Kibum for it. Despite that, he still couldn’t help but to be nervous about how you might react.
Logically, he knew that probably you liked him too based on your actions, the amount of time that the two of you had been spending together and the fact that you let him scent you multiple times. However, he couldn’t get the fact that you two didn’t get along that well when you first met out of his head and he couldn’t help but to think that you might turn him down. You had even said yourself that you rarely accepted gifts so Yoongi knew full well going into this that he was batting a thousand.
“Yoongi!” He turned around, a small smile automatically coming onto his face when he saw you walking towards him.
“Get it the fuck together,” he whispered quickly to himself before looking back to you. “Hey, how was your day?”
“Good, busy though,” you huffed as you moved past Yoongi and stepped over to your rock, hopping up and taking a seat on top of it. “This is the first time I’ve been able to breathe all day. How about you, how was your day?”
“Good, actually,” he told you. “I can’t really complain.”
“That’s good. So, why did you ask me to meet you here?” You asked. “It sounded serious when you asked.”
“It is serious but not in a bad way,” he assured you. “I have something to show you.”
“Ok?” You chuckled and Yoongi took a deep breath before beginning to talk.
“So, I know the two of us really didn’t get along too well when I first got here and a part of that was because of me being a knothead but as I’ve settled into the pack and have gotten to know everyone here better, I feel like I don’t have to be the knothead that I was anymore,” he explained. “I’m so much happier here than I was in my old pack and as I thought about it, I’ve realized that a lot of that happiness has to do with you.”
“Me?” You echoed with a small smile and Yoongi nodded.
“Before I got here, I never had anyone, let along an Omega, challenge me on anything but when you did, I couldn’t help but to respect you,” Yoongi said. “And as we’ve gotten to know each other better, I love how passionate you are. You don’t take shit from anyone, regardless of their subgender, but you’re still so fucking caring at the same time. The respect and loyalty that you have for the pack is enviable, and it truly makes me want to be better for the pack as well.”
“I appreciate it Yoongi, but what does this have to do with what you have to show me?” You wondered with a giggle.
“Well basically, I have a gift for you,” he said and your eyes widened a little bit. “You don’t have to take it if you don’t want to, but I wanted to offer it.”
“Can I see it?” You requested and Yoongi nodded, reaching down into his pocket and pulling it out. When he extended his hand towards you and uncurled his fingers, you couldn’t help but to gasp as you looked down. In Yoongi’s palm was a necklace with a wooden pendant in the middle of it. As you looked closer, you realized that the wooden pendant had the shape of your family crest carved into it.
“Yoongi,” you whispered as you looked up at him, tears springing up into your eyes without permission.
“Taehyung explained the crest to me after I noticed that all three of you had a tattoo of it and I wanted to give you something that I knew would mean something to you so,” he trailed off sheepishly. “Will you accept it?”
“Yeah,” you nodded, making Yoongi’s eyes widen in surprise. “I will.”
“Great,” he chuckled in disbelief. Motioning for you to turn around and waiting until you did so, he unclasped the necklace and set it around your neck before clasping it closed.
“I love it,” you smiled as you turned back to face him. “You made this yourself?”
“Yeah,” Yoongi confirmed. “I found the wood, carved it, and polished it. It took longer than I wanted because I had to inconspicuously draw Taehyung’s tattoo so that I could carve it right, but I did it.”
“It’s amazing,” you told him honestly. “Plus, it’s about time.”
“Oh is it?” He wondered with a laugh.
“I’ve only been sending you signals since the full moon party,” you admitted.
“I know, I just wanted to make sure that I could be good for you,” he confessed. “And I think I can.”
“I think you can too,” you agreed, making Yoongi smile.
“So, we’re dating now?” Yoongi asked for clarification purposes.
“Yeah, that’s what me accepting your gift means,” you laughed. “Unless you just wanted to hear me say it.”
“Kind of,” Yoongi smirked. Instead of replying right away, you stepped forward and pushed your way into his arms, wrapping your arms around his waist and pushing your nose into the juncture of his neck.
“Yes, we’re dating,” you whispered before rubbing your nose along his skin, scenting him. Yoongi smiled as he wrapped his arms around your back, letting your scent envelope him as you made sure to scent him thoroughly.
“You know, I’m surprised that you said yes,” Yoongi murmured and you pulled away from his neck a little in order to look at him.
“Why?”
“Well, you said it yourself that you don’t really accept gifts and plus, you’re a very wanted Omega,” he chuckled.
“I’ll let you in on a little secret,” you smiled. “I never said yes to anyone else because they see how strong I am and think that they don’t have to work for me. Like, yeah I’m a pretty progressive Omega but I like to be wined and dined just like any other Omega too.”
“You know, I can do that,” Yoongi told you and you raised an eyebrow at him.
“What do you mean?” You questioned and Yoongi just smirked conspiratorially.
“Follow me back to my cabin and I’ll show you.”
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“Ok, I have to admit, I’m extremely impressed,” you admitted from your place perched on top of the counter in Yoongi’s kitchen. You had followed him back to his cabin, where he had already prepared the makings of a beef stew that he was now standing in front of the stove of, cooking it in a large pot.
“Didn’t think I’d know how to cook huh?” He guessed and you shook your head.
“Nope,” you shrugged as you leaned over and looked down into the pot. “Well, at least not well.”
“Wanna taste?” He wondered and you nodded your head eagerly. Pulling open a drawer of the opposite side of him and picking a smaller spoon out, Yoongi dipped it into the pot and then held it up to your lips. After blowing on it gently, you opened your mouth, allowing him to feed the stew to you.
“Wow, that’s really good,” you complimented, making him smile as he lowered the spoon away from your mouth.
“You know, you accepted my gift and I haven’t even gotten a kiss yet,” he pointed out.
“You never asked for one,” you shot back.
“Oh, I can ask?” Yoongi joked as he moved closer to you.
“Now? Yes,” you nodded.
“Can I have a kiss?” Yoongi whispered and you nodded again, leaning forward a little bit and pressing your lips against his. You reached out and set your hands on his shoulders as he moved closer, while his hands came down to rest on top of your thighs. The kiss quickly became heated, the realization that you could technically kiss Yoongi whenever you wanted to now making your Omega preen like crazy.
“God, you smell so good,” Yoongi muttered, pulling away from your mouth and trailing his lips downward as you tilted your head to give him better access to your neck.
“Yeah?” You hummed.
“Mmhmm,” he murmured and you smiled when you felt him press a few gentle kisses right on top of your scent gland.
“You’re gonna burn the stew,” you told him and his head popped up then, and you heard him curse under his breath as he moved back to stand in front of the stove.
“You’re obviously too distracting,” he huffed with a smile.
“Well, do you mind if I go look around the cabin?” You wondered and Yoongi shook his head as he began to stir the stew.
“Go ahead.” After hopping down off of the counter, you stepped out of the kitchen and walked into the living room area. Yoongi had been slowly filling up his cabin with pieces of furniture that he designed over the past few weeks, and you could see small little pieces of him throughout the living room.
There was a medium sized dark navy couch that almost looked to be black, two matching easy chairs, and a dark wood coffee table right in front of the couch. There was also a black fuzzy rug beneath your feet, and you couldn’t help but to enjoy how soft it felt against your bare feet as you walked on top of it.
“You like it?” Yoongi asked and you turned your head, sending him a small smile as you shrugged.
“Could use more color,” you noted, making him sigh as he leaned against the archway that separated the kitchen from the living room.
“I’m an Alpha, pops of color aren’t my thing,” he told you.
“It’s still nice though,” you continued on. “It’s cozy.”
“I’m glad you think so,” he smirked. “The stew is done. Did you wanna eat out here or in the kitchen?”
“Uh, out here is fine,” you said as you moved to walk back into the kitchen but Yoongi held his hand up, stopping you.
“I’ll make you a bowl and bring it back out to you, ok?” He offered and you nodded thankfully.
“Ok,” you replied. He turned around and walked back into the kitchen then while you turned around and walked over to the couch, dropping your body down and taking a seat there. You could hear Yoongi clanking around in the kitchen and soon enough, he was walking back out to you with two bowls, one in each hand.
“Here you go,” he murmured as he extended one bowl out to you and you took it silently, immediately grabbing the spoon that was already in the bowl and taking a big scoop of it into your mouth. Yoongi watched you closely, trying to decipher your reaction just from your facial expression alone. “So?”
“It’s really good Yoongi,” you complimented him once you had swallowed. “Like, seriously good.”
“Good,” he hummed contentedly as he began to eat from his bowl. The two of you stayed there together, eating your food with small bits of conversation exchanged back and forth in between bites.
“So, do you consider yourself to be wined and dined?” Yoongi wondered as he gently took your empty bowl out of your hands once you were done, setting both yours and his on the coffee table in front of the couch.
“Thoroughly wined and dined, literally,” you laughed, making Yoongi do the same. “Wanna know what would make it even better though?”
“What’s that?”
“Scent me?” You requested and Yoongi smiled, wordlessly opening his arms and chuckling when you didn’t hesitate to scoot closer to him and let him pull you against his chest. You rested your cheek on his upper chest as he brought one of his hands up to your neck, gently letting his fingertips ghost over your scent gland on your neck while letting his other hand rub circles onto your scent gland on your wrist.
“Good?” He whispered and you nodded, snuggling closer to him as you closed your eyes.
“Really good,” you muttered, and Yoongi couldn’t help but to smile at how relaxed you seemed to be just from his scent. As he sat there with you, covering you in his scent as you wore his gift around your neck, he couldn’t help but to think that maybe finally, finally, his life was going to turn out the way that he had wanted it to when he was a pup.
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When you woke up the next morning, you could barely breathe from the lump that was Min Yoongi resting on top of you.
Looking down, you smiled when you saw his head on your chest with his cheek smushed against your breast, his nose resting at the base of your neck. His legs were intertwined with yours and you couldn’t help but to notice how nicely your scent mixed with his as they both hung in the air.
You still couldn’t believe how quickly things had moved between you and Yoongi, when you had the time to sit down and really think about it. You had never expected to even want to be in the same room with him but now, you had definitely fallen for him and at the rate that things were going, you knew it wouldn’t be long until you fell in love with him.
“You’re thinking too loud,” Yoongi suddenly grumbled, and you smiled as you reached down and set your hands in his hair.
“I’m sorry,” you whispered.
“What time is it?” He asked and you glanced over at his bedside table, taking note of the time on the clock that sat there.
“8am.”
“I don’t function before 10 so let’s go back to sleep,” he muttered.
“I’m gonna have to raincheck,” you giggled. “I need to go to the Head Hall and talk to my brother about some things.”
“Everything ok?”
“More than,” you assured him. “It’s just some small stuff, nothing serious.”
“And you have to go now?” He whined. “And leave me here, all alone, with only the remnants of your nest and your scent to remind me that you were even here?”
“You are so dramatic, what the fuck Yoongi?” You laughed. “I have an appointment with a pregnant Omega at 10 so I need to go talk to Joon before he gets too busy.”
“Ugh, fine,” he relented, lifting his head and opening his eyes to look at you for the first time this morning. “Wanna meet for lunch?”
“I’m booked up all day,” you grimaced. “What about dinner? You could come to my place and I’ll cook for you, for a change.”
“Sounds good,” he nodded, leaning up and kissing you gently. “I’ll see you later then baby.” After pressing a few more gentle kisses to his lips, you managed to pull yourself away from him and hop into his shower. Once you were out, you may or may not have snagged one of his flannel shirts from his dresser drawer before pressing another kiss to his forehead and sneaking out of his house.
Your walk to the Head Hall was quick, given that you’d been making the same walk literally since you were born; first to visit your father and now, to visit your brother. Once you stepped inside, you climbed the massive staircase that led you to the second floor and you walked over to stand in front of Namjoon’s secretary’s desk.
“Hi Y/N!” Mina greeted you cheerfully and you couldn’t help but to smile back.
“Hi Mina. Where’s Tae?” You wondered, since Taehyung was Namjoon’s usual secretary.
“He called in with the “flu”,” she giggled. “Though if you ask me, I think he just didn’t want to pull himself away from that Alpha of his.”
“Most likely,” you laughed in agreement. “Is Namjoon here though?”
“Just got here about 20 minutes ago,” she nodded. “Go on in.”
“Thanks,” you said before stepping around the desk and knocking on the door to Namjoon’s office.
“Come in!” You heard him say and you pushed open the door, sticking your head inside a little so that he could see you.
“Busy?” You wondered and he shook his head as he motioned for you to come inside. You did so, making sure to shut the door behind you before you walked over to sit in one of the chairs that sat in front of his desk. You always got a bittersweet feeling whenever you went to visit Namjoon, since his office used to actually be your father’s before he was killed.
“You know, as your older brother, I’m not even gonna ask why you reek of Min Yoongi because I don’t want to know,” he spoke up before you even had the chance to say anything, which made you smirk as you looked at him.
“Oh please, as many times as Tae and I accidently caught you and Hyo making out when we were teenagers,” you snickered, making Namjoon’s cheeks redden. “You can deal with some scenting.”
“You smell like you did a whole lot more than scenting or making out though,” he laughed and it was your turn for your cheeks to redden. “But what’s up?”
“Well, I wanted to check in with you and see what you thought about Yoongi,” you told him.
“Why would you ask me that?” He wondered with a chuckle as he sat back in his chair. “We both know that you’re gonna do whatever you want regardless of what I may have to say. You always have.”
“Yeah but you’re Pack Alpha and you’re also my only big brother,” you said. “Ideally, I’d like to have your approval.”
“But you don’t need it, given your status within the pack,” he pointed out and you rolled your eyes at him bringing that up.
“Well, give me your opinion according to my new status,” you replied.
“I like him well enough,” Namjoon sighed as he crossed his arms over his chest. “He seems strong and dependable, and he’s a damned good hunter so I know that he’d be able to provide for you and protect you. However, he’s a little on the quiet side.”
“What’s wrong with being quiet?”
“Nothing, if it doesn’t seem like someone is using that to hide something,” Namjoon shrugged. “He seems almost too quiet. Plus, I really wish we knew more about how he ended up almost dead and why whoever did that to him would just leave him there.”
“You think it was his fault?” You questioned with an arched brow.
“No, but you know as well as I do that if a person is thrown out of their pack, most of the reasons behind it aren’t positive ones,” he responded.
“Still, it probably wasn’t his fault,” you replied.
“Probably, but the possibility is always going to be there until he tells us otherwise,” Namjoon shot back. “You wanted my opinion, that’s a part of it.”
“Hyo said that you said that you thought we’d make a good match though,” you brought up, making Namjoon groan loudly.
“God, I love that woman but she talks too much,” he huffed, making you chuckle. “When I said that, I meant it on the basis of our biology. I almost expected the two of you to be attracted to each other, and I wasn’t at all surprised when you showed up with that necklace on.”
“So you do approve then?” You pressed him.
“Yes Y/N-ah, I approve,” he relented as he rolled his eyes.
“That’s all I wanted to hear,” you smiled. “Thank you.”
“No problem,” he shrugged and it was then that you noticed something in his sandalwood and pine scent was off.
“What’s wrong?” You asked him, and he sighed heavily before telling you.
“Hobi caught some lurkers on the edge of our territory last night,” he revealed, making your eyes widen.
“Seriously?” You gasped. “You think it’s anything to be concerned about?”
“I think it’s Seo-hyun’s pack,” he confessed and you immediately felt anger cloud your senses once you heard that name.
“Are you fucking serious?” You spat and Namjoon nodded.
“Seo-hyun has been the one that’s been pressuring the packs around here to fight over territory,” he reminded you.
“Just like he did before the Great Pack War,” you added.
“Exactly, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he sent those lurkers just to test me and see what I would do,” he said.
“Well, what are you going to do?” You wondered.
“I’m still working on that,” he replied honestly. “But whatever I come up with, I’m gonna try not to take it to the extremes of war again. That’s the last thing that this pack or any of the other packs need.”
“Agreed,” you nodded. “Well, I’ll let you get back to work.” You stood up from the chair and after he nodded at you, you turned around and walked towards the door. Just as your hand wrapped around the door knob, Namjoon called out to you.
“Y/N-ah?” He said and you turned around again to look at him. “Your heat’s coming up soon, right?”
“You know, you’ve been Pack Alpha for seven years now but I’ll still never get used to you knowing my heat cycle,” you blushed lightly.
“Trust me, it’s not my favorite piece of knowledge to have but you would’ve had to do it too if you kept your former status,” he pointed out.
“To answer your question though, yes it’s coming up in like a week or so,” you told him.
“You should tell Yoongi before then,” he advised you. “You know what I’m talking about?”
“Yeah, I know,” you smiled softly. “I’m gonna tell him. I just...have to figure out how to.”
“I get it,” Namjoon nodded. “Have a good rest of your day Y/N-ah.”
“You too Joon,” you replied before turning around and stepping out of his office, shutting the door behind you.
“Ok, so no offense or anything,” Yoongi began but you interrupted him.
“That’s usually what someone says right before they offend you,” you pointed out, making Yoongi laugh loudly.
“This probably will offend you but I have to say it, it looks like an actual blueberry in here,” Yoongi chuckled as he looked around your cabin. The two of you had been sat on your couch, eating the chili that you had cooked for dinner. This was his first time actually coming inside your house, and you were quickly regretting it.
“Blue is my favorite color,” you muttered petulantly. The walls in your living room were colored in powder blue, with the couch and two easy chairs matching it. Yoongi also couldn’t help but to notice how many vases you had with fresh carnations around as well.
“You like carnations?” Yoongi wondered.
“Love them,” you confirmed with a soft smile. “When I was little, my dad used to always get my mom a fresh bouquet of them every week. I got so used to having them in the house, I decided to keep it going once I got my own cabin.”
“They’re beautiful,” Yoongi said as he extended his arms towards you. You immediately moved closer to him, allowing him to wrap you up into a tight hug.
“Missed you today,” you murmured as you nuzzled your nose against his scent gland on his neck.
“I missed you too baby,” he whispered.
“How was your day?” You questioned.
“Busy,” Yoongi huffed. “Kibum didn’t feel well today so I ran the hardware shop by myself.”
“Really?” You gasped in surprise. “That’s great.”
“It was nerve wrecking,” he corrected you. “I wouldn’t have even done it if Kibum didn’t basically threaten my life.”
“Yeah, that’s how he gets what he wants,” you giggled. “How did it end up going though, besides being busy?”
“It was...good, actually,” he told you. “Since everyone mostly knows me now, it was smooth sailing.”
“Aw, look who’s a part of the pack now,” you cooed, and Yoongi laughed.
“I didn’t really expect to ever be,” he admitted. “Especially with me being an outsider.”
“Why?”
“Because in my old pack, being kind to each other wasn’t the norm,” Yoongi huffed. “And we definitely didn’t extend kindness to outsiders.”
“But you like it?” You guessed and he nodded.
“I do. I never thought I’d end up here, but I’m glad that I did,” he confessed, taking a second to lean down and press a kiss to the side of your head.
“I’m glad that you did too,” you smiled. After saying that though, you couldn’t help but to hope that he would react well to your secret whenever you decided to tell him because you really were glad that he was there and you didn’t want to lose him.
Genre: ABO (Alpha/Beta/Omega) dynamics, angst, fluff, smut, enemies to lovers
Warnings: An instance of violence (someone gets punched), brief mentions of war, and symptoms of pre-heat (which is somewhat similar to PMS but still, I felt the need to mention it lol)
A week later, you were absolutely fucking miserable.
It seemed like you hadn’t had a second to breathe unless you were asleep because you had been so busy at the infirmary, treating a multitude of colds since it was due to snow any day now and even delivering the babies of two Omegas and making sure that they were recovering well after giving birth. Because of your busy schedule, you hadn’t been able to see Yoongi much because he had to work and was now also helping with patrol duty and you missed him a lot. On top of all of that, your pre-heat started so everything you had been feeling only seemed to be magnified by ten.
So in short, you were extremely fucking miserable.
“You know, I’m gonna need you to hurry the fuck up and get some heat knots because you’re a bitch during pre-heat,” Taehyung laughed as he sat in your chair in your office, making you roll your eyes as you cleaned off some equipment.
“Bold of you to assume that I’m gonna get some knots during my heat,” you huffed.
“Oh please, judging from the way that you just stopped smelling overwhelmingly like Yoongi and it’s been over a week since you said the two of you spent any significant amount of time together, he’s definitely not gonna be able to resist your scent during your heat,” Taehyung said. “And that’ll be a good thing because you’re hella cranky.”
“You know, everyone doesn’t get their attitude magically fixed when they get a knot like you do,” you pointed out with a smirk.
“If they were getting a knot like Jungkook’s, they definitely would,” Taehyung laughed, which made you gag from the mental image that you got.
“Did you come see me to keep me company or just to fucking annoy me?” You wondered as you finished with your equipment, turning around to face him afterwards. “And get the hell out of my chair!”
“Yeah, someone needs to call Yoongi hyung right now to come get you,” Taehyung giggled as he stood up from the chair and stepped around your desk.
“No need to call him, I’m meeting up with him right now actually,” you smiled as you glanced at the clock on the wall, seeing that it was finally the end of your shift for the day.
“Is this your last shift before your heat?” Taehyung wondered and you nodded as you grabbed your jacket, pulling it on and zipping it up.
“Yep. I’m not exactly sure when my heat is gonna hit but it’s soon and I’d rather it not happen here at work,” you grimaced as you motioned for Taehyung to follow you, taking a second to turn off the lights before shutting and locking the door to your office. “And being around Yoongi isn’t gonna help it either.”
“Are you gonna ask Yoongi hyung to spend your heat with you?” Taehyung questioned as the two of you walked down the hallway to the entrance of the infirmary.
“Damn, you’re so nosy,” you huffed out a laugh, waiting for Taehyung to push the doors open for you and let you walk out first before following behind you. “But yes, I am.”
“Hey, I got that from Mom so it’s not my fault,” he shrugged, making you smile because you could remember when your mom used to have Taehyung sneak around and gather gossip for her.
“I’m gonna tell him about me too,” you revealed, and Taehyung’s eyes widened.
“Seriously?” He gaped.
“Yeah. I wanna tell him before my heat because he’ll probably be able to notice something off by my scent when it starts,” you told him.
“True,” Taehyung nodded. “It’ll be good for him to finally know, though.” Just as the two of you walked down the steps of the infirmary, you were surprised to see Sehun walking up to the two of you.
“Hello Taehyung,” he greeted him before turning to you. “Hi Y/N-ah.”
“Hey,” Taehyung smiled lightly.
“Hi,” you mumbled.
“I was hoping to catch you,” Sehun began. “I heard some rumors and I was hoping that you could shed some light on them for me.”
“Rumors?” You repeated and Sehun nodded.
“It’s been going around that you’re dating the Prime Alpha, and I just couldn’t believe that given that you accepted my gift a few weeks ago,” Sehun explained.
“Accepted it?” You laughed in disbelief.
“What gift Y/N-ah?” Taehyung asked quietly.
“Sehun here tried to give me a bracelet but instead of actually waiting for me to verbally accept it, he just put it on me and scented me without permission in the process,” you told him.
“You what?” Taehyung grumbled, whipping his head back to look at Sehun.
“Are you seeing the Prime Alpha?” Sehun demanded to know, completely ignoring Taehyung.
“Not that it’s any of your business or concern, but yes I am,” you spat, reaching up and pulling the collar of your coat down a little so that Sehun could see the necklace hanging around your neck.
“You really accepted that gift over mines?” Sehun rasped. “Mines was obviously more well-made.”
“You could’ve given me a fucking diamond for all I care, it wouldn’t change the fact that you basically forced it on me,” you fumed. “And I’d never accept a gift from a misogynistic alpha like you anyways!”
“Now you listen to me, you ungrateful little,-” Sehun sneered as he wrapped his hand around your wrist, starting to move towards you but he didn’t get far because there suddenly was a firm body standing in front of you.
“Get the fuck away from her!” Yoongi growled as he pushed Sehun away, causing him to stumble backwards a few steps. Your eyes widened in surprise, not expecting Yoongi to swoop in like that.
“You think you’re hot shit just because you’re Prime, asshole?” Sehun chuckled darkly as he straightened up. As he did, you realized that he was getting into position to fight and you knew that Yoongi would rip him to shreds if that happened.
“I’m not the one who’s going around trying to push up on an Omega that’s clearly taken,” Yoongi shot back. “You see who’s necklace she’s wearing and who’s scent is on her, idiot.”
“You just got here, you don’t get your pick of our women and Omegas,” Sehun complained.
“And that logic is probably why she accepted my gift and not yours, huh?” Yoongi smirked and you couldn’t help the small smile that came onto your face because that was the exact reason why you accepted Yoongi’s gift and not Sehun’s.
“I’m gonna kick your ass Min!” Sehun exploded but before you or Yoongi could say anything, Taehyung stepped forwards and stood in between the two of them.
“Sehun, don’t be a knot head,” Taehyung chastised him. “Yoongi’s Prime, he’ll kill you with very little effort.”
“You better listen to the kid,” Yoongi grumbled.
“I don’t give a fuck! He thinks he can just come in here and steal the attention of all the Omegas and end up with one of the most desired ones?! It’s bullshit!” Sehun exclaimed.
“Y/N made her choice and that has nothing to do with Yoongi. You know that but you’re just misdirecting your anger,” Taehyung told him. “You’ve been trying to get with Y/N for years now so trust me when I say that if she really wanted to be with you, then she would’ve accepted you a long time ago.” Sehun then looked at you for confirmation and you just shrugged before nodding your head.
“Fine,” Sehun relented, sending a harsh glare in Yoongi’s direction before turning to walk away. Before he could though, Yoongi placed his hand on his shoulder and forced him to turn around before landing a solid punch right against his jaw.
“Yoongi!” You gasped, immediately reaching forward and pulling him away from Sehun, who had fallen onto the ground from the force of the blow.
“If you ever touch her again,” Yoongi began in a dark voice. “I will literally break every single one of your fingers so that you can never touch anyone again. You understand that?” Sehun just glared up at Yoongi without answering him, which only served to further irritate Yoongi. “I really suggest that you fucking answer me because I’m two seconds away from strangling you, dumb ass.”
“Understood,” Sehun finally uttered, and you could see the tension leave Yoongi’s shoulders as he relaxed. Sehun managed to stumble to his feet and stagger away, while both you and Taehyung turned to look at Yoongi with matching looks of amazement.
“What?” Yoongi shrugged.
“Is it bad that I kind of wanted to see you kill him?” Taehyung chuckled.
“Trust me, I wanted to but not in front of Y/N-ah,” Yoongi admitted. He turned to face you completely, reaching out and taking ahold of both of your hands. “You’re ok right? He didn’t hurt you, did he?”
“I’m fine, I’m fine,” you assured him. “He was just being a fucking knot head. How’d you swoop in like that?”
“I was on my way here to meet you like we agreed, and I saw that dumbass,” Yoongi huffed. “I recognized his scent from that fucking bracelet so I figured that he was probably bothering you and he only confirmed it when he fucking grabbed you.”
“My hero,” you cooed with a smile as you moved closer to him, rubbing your nose along the scent gland on his neck.
“Well, I’m gonna go before the pheromones' that Y/N-ah is emitting make me choke,” Taehyung gagged. “See you two in a few days.”
“Bye,” Yoongi said and you just threw your hand up at Taehyung, too focused on trying to cover Yoongi in your scent. “Baby? You alright?”
“I’m in pre-heat,” you admitted.
“Ah, that’s why you’re so touchy,” Yoongi laughed. “You wanna go to my place or yours?”
“Uh, yours,” you said. “Wanna smell like you.”
“Ok, let’s go,” Yoongi said, chuckling when you wouldn’t let go of him even when he began to walk.
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“I have a surprise for you,” Yoongi said as he led you down the hallway to his bedroom. After getting to his cabin and allowing him to feed you some dinner, he managed to get you to pull your nose out of his neck in order to show you something.
“What is it?” You wondered. Instead of answering you, he just opened his bedroom door and your mouth dropped open a little because sitting on his bed were two large piles of multiple blankets.
“You bought these for me?” You asked as you walked over to the bed, reaching out and letting your hands run over the material and your Omega preened when you felt how soft they were.
“Well, you said that you wanted them and I wanted you to be able to build a nest here,” he told you as he walked over to stand next to you. You then turned to him, setting your hands on his cheeks before pressing a firm kiss against this lips.
“Thank you,” you smiled. “I love them.”
“Wanna make your nest?” Yoongi suggested and you nodded immediately before setting to work. Embarrassingly enough, it took you way longer than it usually did to make the nest because you couldn’t stop yourself from pausing every so often and just enjoying how soft the material of the blankets was against your hands. Once you were finally done though, you didn’t hesitate to climb onto the bed, making yourself comfortable as you laid back against the headboard.
“Come get in,” you whined as you extended your arms, making Yoongi laugh as he climbed onto the bed as well, settling his body down next to yours.
“You know, I think I like you more during pre-heat,” Yoongi murmured, watching as you snuggled into his side. “You’re so cute.”
“I’ll still kick your ass Yoongi, don’t tempt me,” you warned him, rolling your eyes when he just laughed out loud. “But speaking of my heat, I wanted to ask if you would be willing to spend it with me?”
“I’d be honored baby,” he smiled which made you smile as well. “I was hoping that you’d ask.”
“Before that though, I have some things that I need to be honest with you about,” you said as you sat up a little, and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion because he could sense how serious you had gotten.
“Ok, go ahead,” he said.
“Well, you know that I’m an Omega,” you began and Yoongi nodded. “But I’m, uh, I’m Prime.”
“Wait, what?” Yoongi chuckled in disbelief. “No you’re not.”
“I definitely am,” you insisted.
“But Prime Omegas are rare.”
“Rare doesn’t mean obsolete,” you giggled and Yoongi took a second to think about it. Remembering back to how you took that deer down, how strong you are and how you’ve been stubborn as hell since the day that he met you, it all actually made sense.
“That’s what the book meant by your presentation being special,” Yoongi whispered to himself as the pieces all came together.
“My presentation?” You echoed. “What do you know about my presentation?”
“That day that you and Hyorin came into the hardware shop to put in the order for her crib and you told me that I should brush up on the pack history, I had Taehyung show me later that night,” Yoongi revealed. “I read about your parents getting together and having you and Namjoon and adopting Taehyung, and Namjoon’s presentation but when I got to yours, Taehyung stopped me from reading any further.”
“He stopped you because me being Prime isn’t common knowledge to anyone that was born outside of the pack,” you told him.
“Why?”
“For a few different reasons,” you shrugged. “Mostly though, I didn't want anyone coming into the pack and trying to stage a coup just to get me to mate with them because I’m Prime and they think that I’ll be able to have good pups because of it.”
“But biologically, any pups that you have will be stronger and healthier than a pup born to non Prime parents,” Yoongi chuckled.
“I’m a doctor so I do know that,” you replied while rolling your eyes. “But that’s not all I am and it’s not all I want to be.”
“That’s understandable,” he agreed, his eyes widening immediately after when he realized something else. “Wait, you’re supposed to be Pack Omega!”
In most families, if one of their children presented as Prime, the Prime child often automatically became the next leader of the pack whenever their parents died or retired. This was because it was well known that the Prime child would most likely end up seriously injuring and/or killing their siblings.
“I was wondering how long it was gonna take you to put that together,” you giggled.
“Why aren’t you?” He questioned. “Did you lose in ritual combat?”
“Yoongi, look at me,” you deadpanned. “Do you really think I lost? And to Namjoon and Tae, of all people?”
“Well, it was the only thing I could guess,” Yoongi shrugged.
“I didn’t lose, I gave the position to Namjoon willingly,” you revealed. “We didn’t even have the fight.”
“Why did you do that?” Yoongi gasped. “That was your birthright.”
“Ok, so I’m gonna have to go back a little to explain this. In the book that Taehyung showed you, did you read about how my dad beat his sister in ritual combat way back in the early 90s?” You asked and Yoongi nodded in affirmation. “My dad was a Prime Alpha but he still fought his sister, who is Jin’s mom by the way, because he wanted to show the pack that he could earn the position of being the leader. He didn’t want to have the position of being Pack Alpha just because he was born Prime, and he taught that to us as well.”
“So, does that mean that you didn’t want it?”
“The opposite, actually,” you smiled. “I had always looked up to my dad so I wanted to become the leader of the pack just like he was and then when I presented as Prime Omega, I was so excited. My dad and mom used to always say that they didn’t play favorites but they would take me on treaty trips to other packs with them and they were basically grooming me to take over.”
“What about Taehyung and Namjoon?” Yoongi wondered. “How did they feel about you presenting as Prime?”
“Their reaction was mixed,” you shrugged. “Tae never really wanted to lead the pack anyways, so he didn’t care. Namjoon did though, but I think for him, it was more about him being an Alpha and not wanting to lose the position to his little sister but he still knew that he was going to lose regardless. Despite that, we had all agreed that even though I was Prime, we were still going to fight for the position,” you explained.
“So, what changed?”
“Our parents getting killed is what changed,” you told him. “The Great Pack War started literally right after that and there just was no time for a ritual combat ceremony to be held the way that it should be, not when the pack was just trying to survive. Namjoon fought for the full two years that the war happened, I fought for a little less than a year, and Taehyung stayed here to try and help guide the pack. I didn’t want to go but when it started to look like the pack was going to lose, everyone strongly suggested that I could be of major help because I’m Prime.”
“That explains why you hate the war so much,” Yoongi murmured. “You didn’t feel like you had a choice.”
“Exactly,” you confirmed. “Once the war was over, I was still so angry and hurt about my parents and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to be the great leader that my dad was while I was like that so I told Namjoon that he could have the position.”
“And he just accepted it?” Yoongi chuckled. “He doesn’t seem like the type to easily give in.”
“He’s not and he did try to fight me about it,” you giggled. “But I told him that either he could take it or I was going to give it to Tae and we all know that Tae does whatever the hell he wants so Joon wasn’t going to let that happen.”
“I’m surprised that Taehyung didn’t have anything to say about that, even though he didn’t want it,” Yoongi muttered as he reached over and grabbing your hands, intertwining your fingers with his.
“He bitched about it for a while but only because I went to Joon first and not him. We all knew it was the best choice though,” you shrugged. “Joon’s extremely smart, caring and kind hearted almost to a fault, he loves the pack as much as I do, and he was the oldest anyways so it made sense.”
“Wow,” Yoongi huffed in amazement as the weight of everything you had told him really began to settle in.
“Yoongi, I know it’s a lot to take in but I really need to know that you’re ok with this,” you told him.
“What, with you being Prime?” He scoffed. “I don’t care about that.”
“Not just that, but also with the fact that I’m never going to be Pack Omega,” you said. “I’ve dated guys before, mostly from outside of the pack, who would get upset when they realized that I don’t have any intention of ever trying to take the position back from Namjoon.”
“Hey, that’s just fine with me,” Yoongi promised. “My old pack was full of power hungry knot heads and I’ve seen how that can change people and tear apart relationships and that’s not me, ok? That’s not what I want.”
“Are you sure?
“More than,” he swore, leaning forward and pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. “After all the shit I’ve been through over the years, I just want peace and I’ve found that here, with you so I’m more than happy.”
“Me too,” you smiled, moving forward and kissing him again. After a few seconds, the both of you pulled away and Yoongi looked at you quizzically. “What?”
“I just can’t believe that I couldn’t tell from your scent that you were Prime,” he sighed. “I feel a little stupid.”
“Don’t beat yourself up about it,” you laughed. “It can be hard to tell if you’ve never met a Prime Omega before, because you don’t have anything to compare the scent to.”
“It makes sense though, especially as to why you smell so fucking good,” he smirked as he leaned forward, pressing a few open mouthed kisses along your scent gland. Your eyes fluttered shut and you almost let out a moan because of how good it felt, but you knew that was only because you were in pre-heat and sensitive as all hell.
“That could just be the pre-heat,” you breathlessly pointed out.
“Nah, you always smell this good,” he muttered and you just rolled your eyes in response.
“I’m in pre-heat, so you don’t have to butter me up,” you grumbled. He pulled away from your neck then, looking down at you with a soft smile.
“You gonna let me take care of you?” He hummed, letting his nose rub against yours. “Gonna let me help you through your heat?”
“Please,” you whispered.
“I got you baby,” he promised before smashing his lips onto yours.
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Genre: ABO (Alpha/Beta/Omega) dynamics, angst, fluff, smut, enemies to lovers
Warnings: None to note.
Author’s Note: This chapter is the last of the introductory things to the universe and this is where the story will start to pick up more! I hope you guys enjoy it!
A few days later, Yoongi was sitting at the front counter in the hardware shop, sketching out a design for an armoire that an Omega in the pack had put in a order for. Kibum was quickly giving Yoongi more and more responsibilities within the shop, and that included designing some things. He had to admit, it sort of scared him but he also enjoyed it.
Yoongi had never really been particularly good at anything (except for hunting but that was expected for him being a Prime Alpha), so discovering this hidden talent for woodworking and carpentry was doing wonders for his psyche.
Just as he added some small designs onto the sketchpad, he heard the telltale ringing of the bell above the front door and when he looked up, he saw you and Hyorin stepping inside.
“Hi Yoongi!” Hyorin greeted him happily, her hands on her large baby bump as she waddled over to stand in front of the counter.
“Hey Hyorin, Y/N,” he replied stiffly, his eyes narrowing at you when you only nodded at him. “What can I help you with?”
“I just came to put in my formal request for a crib,” Hyorin smiled brightly. “Since Namjoon and I only have a little less than two months until this pup comes, I figured now would be a good time.”
“Yeah, it should be,” Yoongi nodded, reaching over and grabbing the order book and flipping it open to a clean page. “Anything specific that you’d like, such as colors or wood preference?”
“I’d like oak, for the whole thing,” Hyorin began. “And maybe a white or cream canopy.”
“White or cream?” You repeated. “You sure you don’t want something different?”
“Since we don’t know what we’re having, I want it to be gender neutral,” Hyorin shrugged. “And you know how Joon and I feel about the whole “blue for boys and Alphas and pink for girls and Omegas” thing.”
“Hey, I was just making sure,” you held your hands up in surrender.
“Anything else that you’d want?” Yoongi wondered after writing down what Hyorin had said.
“Maybe a rattle,” Hyorin added. “Joon was telling me that you guys got a shipment of plastic in from Seoul the other day.”
“We did,” Yoongi nodded. “Anything specific in regards to the design?”
“Whatever you come up with is fine,” Hyorin shrugged. “I’m not picky.”
“Alright, I’ll tell Kibum when he comes back and I’m sure he’ll want to get to work on it right away.”
“Oh no, tell him not to forget about any of your other orders just because of mines,” Hyorin chuckled. “Me and this little one can wait.”
“I’ll make sure to let him know,” Yoongi smiled lightly.
“Well, I have to go because I told Namjoon that I’d sit in on his meeting with Jin,” Hyorin sighed as she looked at the clock on the wall that showcased the time. “I’ll see you later Y/N-ah?”
“Yeah,” you nodded.
“Ok. Thank you Yoongi, and tell Kibum that I said thank you too,” Hyorin smiled as she turned to walk out of the store.
“No problem,” Yoongi called out after her, watching as the door to the shop shut behind her before turning to look back at you. “Why is she sitting in on Namjoon’s meeting with Jin?”
“What do you mean, why?” You wondered. “She’s Pack Omega.”
“Exactly, she’s an Omega,” Yoongi nodded.
“Is this more of your sexist bullshit coming out?” You scoffed. “In our pack, the Pack Alpha and Pack Omega have an equal amount of power. And to answer your question, she’s sitting in on the meeting because Jin is the Head Omega of the pack, which means that he looks out for all of the unmated Omegas and the newly presented Omegas. He wanted to talk to Namjoon about some things and Hyorin is going to be there because she used to be Head Omega before her and Namjoon mated.”
“Oh,” Yoongi uttered.
“Running a pack is a big job, even for two people and Namjoon is smart enough to realize that as good as his intentions might be, he can’t understand what Omegas go through because he’s not one,” you continued. “That’s why he leans on Hyorin sometimes.”
“And the pack still respects him?” Yoongi wondered.
“Of course. Traditionally, the only person that an Alpha will back down for is their mate so he’s not doing anything completely unheard of,” you shrugged.
“It is to me,” Yoongi replied.
“You know, maybe you should have Tae teach you our pack history and laws if you’re going to stay here,” you suggested.
“I don’t plan on staying,” Yoongi shot back, his eyes widening when you just snorted in reply.
“Please,” you rolled your eyes. “You’re working in the hardware shop with Kibum, which no one has done in years, mind you, because the man is off his rocker half the time. If you think he’s gonna let you leave, then you got another thing coming. You’re definitely staying.”
“Regardless,” Yoongi continued, ignoring your words. “Who said that I wanted to learn more about your pack anyways?”
“It was just a suggestion. I mean, I figured that you were tried of looking like a complete dumbass anytime you talk to someone around here,” you smirked. “But hey, if you wanna stay in the dark, that’s on you.” You then turned around, swiftly walking out of the hardware shop. As the door shut behind you, Yoongi realized that maybe you had a point. He had been staying with your pack for almost a month now and his previous blissful ignorance was quickly turning into just plain ignorance. As he thought about it, he figured that having just a little bit of extra information could help him out.
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“God, I never thought you’d ask!” Taehyung squealed as he led Yoongi into a large room, where the walls were covered with floor to ceiling bookshelves. They were in the Head Hall, where all of the records of the pack’s history, laws, and every event and birth within the pack were kept.
“I only want to know the basics Taehyung,” Yoongi tried to say, jumping out of his seat slightly when Taehyung dropped a large book down onto the table in front of him.
“Our pack is almost 100 years old,” Taehyung smiled as he sat down next to Yoongi. “There’s more than just ‘the basics’ to be learned hyung.”
“Well, where should I start?” Yoongi wondered.
“Start here, with our family,” Taehyung told him as he opened the book and flipped the pages until he was almost to the end. “You don’t have to learn about the beginning of the pack right now, but starting with our parents would be a good point.”
“Ok,” Yoongi nodded, looking down at the page and beginning to read.
Alpha Kim Chan-woo rose to the coveted position of Pack Alpha in our year of 1990 after winning in ritual combat against his Omegean sister, Kim Dohee. In 1993, he was mated to Omega Park Mi-hee who then gave birth to two pups; a son named Namjoon in our year of 1994 and a daughter named Y/N who followed swiftly behind in our year of 1995.
Nothing of significance is to be noted of the family of our Pack Alpha and Pack Omega, until our year of 1998. While on a treaty trip to visit a pack in Daegu, Pack Alpha Chan-woo and Pack Omega Mi-hee came across an orphaned pup. Not being able to bring themselves to leave him alone, they allowed him to come back to pack territory with them, intent on welcoming him into their family.
The council of pack elders were staunchly opposed, citing the issues of lineage that could be encountered once their pups were of age. However, the two of them (especially Pack Alpha Chan-woo) were insistent on giving the abandoned pup a loving home and family. The councils of elders relented and since the little pup could not remember his name, he was dubbed ‘Kim Taehyung’ by Pack Omega Mi-hee, and he served as the last addition to their family.
“Wow,” Yoongi muttered before looking over at Taehyung. “Your parents sound like amazing people.”
“They were,” Taehyung nodded with a soft smile. “Here, we can skip forward a little bit.” Taehyung reached out and flipped forward a few pages, skimming over one before motioning to Yoongi for him to continue reading.
In our year of 2009, Pack Alpha Chan-woo and Pack Omega Mi-hee’s first born son, Namjoon, presented as an Alpha at the age of 15. There was a glorious celebration, as it’s known to be a blessing from the Gods to have a first born son become an Alpha. Their last born son, Taehyung, presented as well two years later as a Beta at the age of 16. This caused a great commotion, as there was only one other living Beta in the pack at the time, and he was an Elder.
After the presentation of Taehyung, there were many rumors abound as their daughter, Y/N, had not presented yet. Finally, in the autumn of our year 2012, Kim Y/N finally presented and surprised the entire pack. The celebration was unlike any the pack had seen in years, rivalling and even surpassing that of her elder Alpha brother.
“Why was Y/N’s presentation so important?” Yoongi asked Taehyung.
“That’s not important,” Taehyung said quickly, making Yoongi’s eye narrow. Taehyung moved forward and shut the book closed, pulling over another one and opening it up. “That’s enough about the history. Why don’t you read some of our laws and beliefs?”
“Alright,” Yoongi replied slowly, looking back down at the book.
This pack prides itself on being a place where Alphas, Betas, and Omegas are treated fairly and equally. In order to have a harmonious pack, the talents of all three subgenders are needed and without any of them, a pack cannot be fruitful.
An Alpha’s job, of course, is to be the breadwinner of their respective family. They are also the first line of defense when it comes to the safety of the pack, and are expected to protect it as such. However, Alphas are also expected to respect Betas and Omegas, especially the latter. While a pack wouldn’t be able to survive without it’s Alphas, too many prideful Alphas can lead to the eminent downfall of a pack. It is important for Alphas to be able to take a step back, realize that they don’t have all of the answers, and be able to turn to those who do; all for the good of the pack.
A Beta’s job is to be the supporter of Alphas and the confidants of Omegas. Betas have a hard job, because they are the closest to our non subgendered humans while still having the feelings, senses and thoughts of subgendered humans. Betas have the ability to not be as clouded by hormones and pheromones' as their Alpha and Omega packmates, which gives them the invaluable role of peacekeeper within a pack. Without Betas, a pack would dissolve into turmoil. However, it can be hard for Betas to remember this so reminding them of their importance is of the utmost priority; all for the good of the pack.
An Omega has what’s arguably the most important job within the pack; they are the main ones who give birth to and teach our pups. Within this pack, Omegas are always to be treated with the utmost respect, as our pack would have no future without them and their guidance. While Omegas are free to do what they please within this pack, many of them chose to stay home with their pups or devote their talents to teaching our pups, which are all extremely selfless decisions. Without them, Alphas would not have people to lean on, Betas would not have anyone to confide in, and the pack would die out. Treating them with the love and respect that they deserve only leads to happy Omegas who are content with their lives; which is all for the good of the pack.
“You know,” Yoongi spoke up suddenly. “I never thought about Omegas this way.”
“How did your old pack view Omegas, hyung?” Taehyung wondered. “I mean, you have to admit that your views are a little...sexist.”
“Basically, Omegas were objects and not people,” Yoongi shrugged. “They were there for Alphas to fuck and that’s it.”
“Ugh, one of those packs,” Taehyung rolled his eyes. “Well, does it make sense? The way that we view and treat Omegas?”
“Actually, yeah it does,” Yoongi admitted. “Like I said, I just never thought about it like this.”
“That’s understandable hyung, and it’s not completely your fault,” Taehyung replied. “We can’t help the way that we’re raised. The only thing that we can do is try to change our mindset, if you want to.”
“I guess that’s true,” Yoongi sighed. “Hey, can I ask you something?”
“Anything.”
“What’s with the tattoos that you, Y/N, and Namjoon all have?” He wondered.
“Oh, you mean this,” Taehyung smiled, reaching over and lifting up the sleeve of his t-shirt on his left arm, showcasing the small, circular tattoo that was there. “It’s a crest.”
“Your family’s?” Yoongi guessed.
“Yep. After our parents died and Namjoon became Pack Alpha, we all got them since we’re the children of the former Pack Alpha and Omega,” Taehyung explained. “Namjoon has his right on the center of his chest because he’s the center and head of the pack. Y/N has hers on the right side and I have mines of the left because we’re Namjoon’s main supporters and we’re always going to have his back, through anything.”
“That’s amazing,” Yoongi found himself smiling lightly. “I kind of wish I had a family like you guys.”
“You can hyung,” Taehyung said, reaching over and setting his hand on Yoongi’s shoulder. “I know that you keep saying that you don’t plan on staying, but I really don’t want you to go back out there on your own. We can give you a nice life here and you won’t ever have to risk what happened to you before happening again. So, will you stay?”
Yoongi couldn’t help but to chuckle because despite the façade that he had been putting on in front of Taehyung and everyone else that he talked to, he realized that he had already made his decision a while ago and he had a sneaking feeling that he wouldn’t regret the words that tumbled out of his mouth.
