"Oh?" The Omega wavered, panic rising in his throat.
"You don't have credits anymore, pup?" The driver, an Omega just like him, asked.
The conversation ended there as none was bothered to keep it going and Jimin was grateful for it. He rested his head against the window, watching the water droplets as he let out a shaky breath,-
Jimin knew he was entering sleep, the most vulnerable state one could be in, and he caught the wafting scent close to him.
And Jimin fell asleep in the comfort of the scent, potent in the air even after the Alpha had hopped off,
The Omega couldn't stop questioning his bad luck the entire week as he walked home and to top it off he was wearing a sweater from unknown Alpha that smelled good, and though Jimin didn't want to get attached to the cloth,-
The Omega was out of breath when he arrived at his front door. He fumbled with the keys, pushed the door open-
Arriving to a quiet and lonely home after an exhausting day that left him spent was all Jimin needed to burst out crying.
But something was lacking.
Still, it wasn't enough.
One step of the room, Jimin smelled it.
Jimin loved it a little bit too much.
Jimin's eyes were getting heavier and the last thing crossed his mind before he fell dead to the world was vanilla latte.
“Jimin!” Taehyung shouted over the phone causing Jimin to flinch.
“Where are you? Are you okay? Why are you not answering my calls and messages? How was the match?”
“Oh my god, I should be there with you. I’m your best friend but-
“Kim Taehyung!” Jimin raised his voice, and the line went silent as death. He sighed before assuring his friend that he need not to worry about him, “I’m home, so save all the concerns.”
“No, Tae.” Jimin answered with a small voice, eyes started to water when he recalled the result and what caused it. He was beyond embarrassed but he couldn't dwell on the past.
“I’m fine, Kim Taehyung!” Jimin huffed.
Jimin turned to lay on his right side and a piece of cloth slid off his chest. It was the sweater. Jimin had slept all night with it, enclosed by its scent that was still strong this morning,
“Anyway Jimin, I’m calling you to tell that we found a new housemate for you!” He eagerly said.
“He’s Jungkook’s friend! Was looking for a place to stay near to his work.” Taehyung explained, the eagerness in his voice hadn't wear off.
“What is his rank?” Jimin asked the only question that mattered.
Jimin then caught loud protest in the background, probably Jungkook groaning in annoyance. Taehyung laughed then-
Jimin laughed at the couple’s daily bicker. How the Omega wished romance like his two friends.
"Thank you, Taehyungie." Jimin gratefully thanked him.
Jimin flushed red, stuttering as he spoke, "s-shut up!"
"I will never let it die down Park Jimin."
"Shut up!" Jimin grunted, bringing the sweater close to his face, sniffing the coffee scent.
"Jiminnie, I have to go now. I'm sorry I can't stick around this time, we have a plane to catch. Talk to you later?"
"I love you! Jungkook says he loves you too!"
Jimin curled himself deeper into the nest, his back squishing the pillows lining up the walls as he kept the brown sweater under his nose, inhaling the bitter yet sweet scent of coffee. The Omega was fucked up and he knew it.
'Is this Park Jimin? I'm Hoseok, your new housemate.'
'Yes! Hello Hoseok-ssi.'
Jimin got a reply in a second.
'Hello to you too Jimin-ssi. So I was wondering if I can drop by the house tomorrow?'
Jimin took out his bowl of mixed rice from the oven, his hands were covered by thick mittens.
His phone dinged several times indicating Hoseok's replies. It was full with emojis which made Jimin at ease as he vaguely convinced his new housemate was easy going and they would click well together.
Opening the door, Jimin was greeted by the brightest smile he had ever seen.
Jimin registered his scent - crisp of apple dripped in honey.
The Omega recognized this scent. He'd been sleeping with it for two days for god's sake.
It was the bittersweet coffee.
But why it was on his new housemate?
"You should've came another day, I'd understand."
"Nah, I'd promised today, hadn't I?" Hoseok smiled.
"Wait, I've seen you somewhere." Hoseok started, forehead frowning.
"Probably a doppelgang-"
"Ah!" Hoseok snapped his fingers, startling Jimin, "last night dance off!"
"I was in the audience! I really loved your stage! It's a shame you tripped during the spin." Hoseok offered a wistful smile -
"Sad but I've come to terms with it. It was my first competition."
At this, Hoseok patted Jimin on his shoulder and gave some encouragement, "you'll do great in another, I knew it."
Jimin smiled brightly, already loving his new companion.
Hoseok hadn't stop talking until the moment he had to leave.
"See you later, Jimin."
"You too, hyung." Jimin took a last whiff of the air as he closed the door, Hoseok's apple scent dwindling along with the coffee.
He was treated worse than an intern.
As Jimin inhaled the air, he was reminded to the day he met Hoseok.
Jimin suddenly felt conscious when the other's eyes were on him, silently acknowledging his presence.
"Ah, Jimin!" Suddenly, a loud voice made its appearance from the door. "I see you've met Namjoon."
"Kim Namjoon, Hobi's friend also colleague." The Alpha smiled.
In his fresh plain black shirt and shorts, Jimin was adding ice cubes into the lemonade he was making -
"Oh you didn't have to make us some drinks." Namjoon spoke, gratefulness in his voice.
"You're my guest!" Jimin happily chirped while handing them glasses of lemonade.
Hoseok grinned. "We've been talking to host a housewarming party. That is if you let us,"
Jimin mulled it over for like 5 seconds before agreeing. "Sure!"
"How exactly did you notice it?" Hoseok warily questioned.
Hoseok watched Jimin disappeared into his room before reappearing with a brown cloth in his -
"Well, smell it." He said as if it was the most obvious thing to do.
"I know it doesn't smell as strong now but it's the same right?" Jimin excitedly rambled but Hoseok only shrugged in response.
"Why the sudden interest?" He asked instead.
"I," he drawled and Hoseok found his amusement in the younger's red cheeks.
Oh Hoseok knew the owner so fucking well.
Jimin was enjoying his new daily routine. Waking up to a friend in the kitchen eating his expired bread -
They were best friends in no time.
"Nah, you and I are both shit cook. I told them to bring whatever they want. Potluck." Jimin giggled at Hoseok's bluntness as he typed something on his phone.
"Okay, I told the boys to bring their own food."
Jimin prepared the simplest drinks he can make and that was lemonade. He was pretty sure the others would bring booze -
By the time they finished plating japchae, the door bell rang. The two Omegas shared startled look, -
"I miss you so fucking much, Chim!" Taehyung screamed, earning light chuckles from his mate.
"Well, how's the honeymoon?"
"It was great! Amazing even." Taehyung answered with enthusiasm which assured Jimin that they indeed had a great time.
"Anything for me?"A voice popped up.
"Haven't seen you since I graduated and now you're someone's mate." Hoseok teased the Alpha, which only made him flushed red.
As they chatted, the bell rang for the second time.
"It's damn heavy." Seokjim huffed as he stretched his muscles -
"You must be Jimin." He squinted his eyes to a tall figure, only a few inches apart of him, donning cherry red hair and smiled when being addressed.
"Uh no,I'm Jungkook. Hobi hyung's friend."
Jimin grinned brightly to Seokjin before bowing respectfully. "Hi!"
The three of them fell into friendly chatters, making loud buzz while knowing each other, -
"Yoongi hyung came in later. He told us not to wait. I told him to bring desserts." Namjoon said as he took one of the vacant seats -
"Jin hyung, you didn't cook anything? I miss your dishes." Hoseok cutely whined, a side Jimin had never seen before due to his role as the hyung when there were only two of them.
"Nope, didn't have time."
Jimin beamed at the praise as he shoved more japchae onto Jin's plates, earning a grateful hum from the older Omega.
The idea was ridiculous but Jimin couldn't help feeling that Hoseok was boring his eyes on him.
"Why are you looking at each other like that?" He absentmindedly pointed out while sipping his glass of lemonade.
Hoseok now had five pairs of eyes looking at him inquisitively, waiting for his words. The Omega mirrored Jimin's reaction, saying, "you'll find out soon."
This only confused the table more but -
But they fell into another topic immediately after and the conversation continued until the plates were almost empty, saved some for Yoongi, and Jimin forgot about what had bothered him earlier -
That was when the bell rang for the third time, indicating the arrival of their last guest: Yoongi hyung.
Jimin had no idea about the older -
He was comfortably settling in between Taehyung and Jungkook, so he didn't understand why -
But Jimin complied because he was a good friend. (He still huffed though.)
In the background, snickers were heard from his friends as they cracked jokes after jokes, masking the knowing gazes thrown over Jimin as he twisted -
And it him, hard.
Like his last breath sucked out from his body.
And he emitted the scent Jimin had developed an addiction to.
"Desserts!" Jimin snapped back to his senses after being shoved away by Hoseok, his scream for desserts ringing deafeningly in Jimin's ears, -
Jimin felt all the blood rushing in his cheeks as he watched Yoongi handing over the bag of desserts to Hoseok, completely disregarding the older Omega's attempt to hug the alpha -
Hoseok followed behind, but not before he gave the desserts to Jimin while smiling teasingly, and the younger knew right then and there, that he would kill his hyung.
Maybe it was just the way his eyes were, -
"Uh? Yes. Yes, right." The Omega awkwardly laughed, agreeing to whatever the question was.
He gulped them down as he felt his body spiked up in temperature, sweat beading along his hairline, and his palms were clammy and sticky.
Oh my god.
"You okay?" Came in a low and deep voice, soothing every part of Jimin's newly heightened senses.
Jimin needed to get away from his god damn addicting scent.
"You're burning up!" Yoongi clamored.
The Omega made a mistake then by -
Jimin's eyes were frantically shaking as he mustered the courage to push Yoongi away before he embarrassed himself further.
It was only pre heat, he couldn't imagine how horrible the real heat will be.
Groggily, still drunken in sleep, Jimin greeted back. His housemate only smiled down on him. There was a tray of food, water and some pills on the nightstand.
"Yoongi hyung kinda knocked you out." Hoseok snorted.
Jimin, still confused in his state, slowly replaying his memory from last night and when everything unfurled like a movie on play, his cheeks bloomed red, shame washing him alive.
Shrugging, Hoseok replied, "I had my suspicion."
"And you didn't tell me!" Jimin shrieked in disbelief.
Hoseok went silent as he scanned the younger from his disheveled hair to his bare feet.
Hoseok's lips twitched upward, smirking as he said, "I should have."
The Omega groaned when he remembered he had to call in sick, -
Swallowing the pills and chugging the pitcher half empty, Jimin settled in his nest, not caring to wash up because it will get messy anyway, and just waited for the heat to hit him.
It will be painful.
The first day was a nightmare. Nothing soothed the Omega, not even Yoongi's brown sweater because it didn't smell like the Alpha anymore.
He sobbed through the night, draining out the energy left in him as Hoseok gently stroked Jimin's hair, humming softly to lull him to sleep.
“I was supposed to ask that because hyung, what the fuck?!”
“I need it to be more specific Jimin. I did a lot of fucked up things.”
“And what about it?”
“You made me a fool in front of him!”
Jimin stupidly blushed at the last prospect.
Jimin patted a brown fabric neatly folded lying on his stomach.
“Uh, no.” Hoseok objected, watching bewildered Jimin through the mirror hanging on the wall
That was how Jimin found himself clad in simple black sweatshirt and blue jeans, tailing Hoseok through a long corridor with exquisite lighting and explicit posters pasted on the plain white wall.
When Hoseok pressed the doorbell though (there was passcode too,Jimin’s snickers deepened), he visibly stiffened.
“I'm good too.”
“You’re welcome then.”
“So, what were you doing before we came?” Jimin let his eyes wander on the monitors, curiosity evident on his expression.
There was no response so the younger looked up to see Hoseok was glaring at him like he had just committed a crime, his hands froze in the middle of uncapping a milk carton.
“Do you like Yoongi hyung?” Hoseok went straight to the point, which was good because Jimin was too starved for another quizzical looks and confusing conversations.
“Well, Yoongi hyung likes you too and you two should’ve been in the courting phase right now.” In a single breath without stuttering, Hoseok said it as clear as day.
“W-what?!” Jimin was practically screaming in disbelief.
What a dumbass duo.
It had been a week and Jimin had to admit he was disheartened because if Yoongi really liked him, then he should've done something right?
Jimin was jealous; he wanted it too.
Jimin sighed, curling deeper into his nest and tugging his plushie closer to his chest. He shouldn't have kept his hopes high.
Yoongi texted him.
Yoongi asked him to have a dinner together at his house.
Yoongi will cook.
Yoongi asked him what he wanted to eat.
Yoongi panicked because he didn't get any reply.
Yoongi was still panicking which explained the unceasing dings.
"Yes, hyung. I will have dinner with you."
"I will pick you up later?"
"Oh, we're going somewhere else?" The Omega glanced at the clock. It was 11AM; still early.
"Of course, it's a date."
Jimin stupidly blushed.
"I'm full!" The Omega leaned back on his chair, playfully puffed up his tummy and rubbed it in a way a child would.
"It was from the bakery down the street."
The Alpha hadn't touched his share of dessert, choosing to stare fondly at oblivious Jimin instead.
"I like you, Jimin." The Alpha blurted out.
Yoongi, with his raspy voice that sent shivers down Jimin's spine, drew a breath before sternly said, "I want to court you, Jimin."
Yoongi had gifted him with the most beautiful piece of jewellery he'd ever seen, a silver bracelet with some charms hanging freely.
"It's so pretty, hyung." Jimin whispered, still in awe with the piece in the box.
Yoongi lit up, smiling brightly when he received a positive reaction but the smile died down -
Yoongi's heart sank at the rejection. He never had a broken heart but now he knew it hurt so bad.
"Well, put it on, Alpha."
The Omega turned back to face smiling Yoongi, in which he returned one as bright as him.
Yoongi couldn't resist the urge to pinch the Omega's full cheeks and gently caressed them.
"Thank you for letting me."
uwu my initial plan was to make this short and focused on nesting omega jimin but it somehow turns out like this i really hope you enjoyed it! thank you so much for reading!
the news: i planned to write abt courting and more on ao3! i will post the link here!