Male omegas are rare. Rare, and highly sought after.
Jimin is a male omega who takes suppressants on the daily and hides his scent with blockers and beta oils.
It wasn’t until he joined Seoul University and met Min Yoongi did those precautions stop working.
2: I hate editing so there is going to be mistakes. everywhere, just fight through 🤧✊
3: idk if it’s gonna be 🔞 we’ll see🤷♀️🤷♀️🤷♀️
4: SCHOOL IS LITERALLY STARTING TOMORROW SO PLZ DONT EXPECT DAILY UPDATES
The concept of soulmates was pleasing and romantic to anyone the thought came across. Just the idea of having someone born to love you made everyone squeal with delight, fawn over their imagination. Everyone, except Park Jimin.
Jimin, not wanting anything of this decided it would be a good idea to just hide his true identity. He posed as a beta, using the maximum dosage of suppressants a day and dousing all his sent glands in beta oils.
With a heavy heart and fingers crossed behind his back, Jimin stepped outside of his apartment and locked the door behind him,
3 knocks and a few seconds of waiting was all it took for the door in front of him to timidly open.
From his scent, Jimin could tell he was a beta with the muted smell of strawberries that radiated from the room.
“Hi,” he said back, only bowing his head slightly.
The two sat in a somewhat awkward silence, Jimin slightly dazed and Taehyung looking at him in question.
Taehyung’s face lit up instantly as he grabbed two off the plate and shoved one in his mouth.
A somewhat stunned Jimin just looked at the door in front of him. “Well that was kinda rude.”
His suspicions were justified though when Taehyung had mentioned someone else was in the apartment at the time. As curious at Jimin was, he hoped he never found out who.
Throughout the week before, Jimin and Taehyung had actually grown close.
After that day, everything just kinda escalated. Jimin was sure that in a month or two he could easily call Taehyung his first, real best friend.
Jimin had managed to sneak into the betas apartment as much as the other had his own. Everything about it was the same as every other apartment in the building, aside from the few personal decorations or furniture he
Apparently the alpha drops by a lot early in the mornings due to his out of order sleeping schedule and work.
However, it wasn’t just the scent that made Jimin want to run.
From the information he managed to gather from Taehyung, his friend went to their university and majored in music composition.
Now that Jimin knew his possible soulmate’s schedule,
Since university started, he didn’t think he would be able to see the alpha much.
Jimin’s body had practically become accustom to the late nights, tiring practice hours, and almost constant flow of some sort of caffeinated beverage
“Contemporary dance, why?” Jimin looked over towards his beta friend who was
Taehyung was a fashion design major.
The two stopped walking and decided it would be best to sit under a shaded tree with their cafe made sandwiches and ice coffees. Sadly their little hangout session was almost over,
“You’re going to be in the arts building late tonight, right?” He asked. Jimin hadn’t really thought about how late he was going to stay in his dance studio.
Taehyung shuffled through his bag. Jimin’s eye catches some of his rough designs and sketches that as always, looked amazing. It wasn’t until Taehyung yanked out a few crumpled pieces of sheet music did
Jimin knew Taehyung dabbled a little bit in music, often recording in the studios for Yoongi. Speaking of Yoongi, Jimin’s eyes scanned the paper and noticed the said males name on the very top right corner, almost unnoticeable.
“Do you mind giving these to Yoongi-hyung?” The beta asked and handed the music over to Jimin who’s hands were visibly shaking. The paper undoubtedly smelt like the alpha and coffee, but mainly the alpha.
As Taehyung talked, Jimin’s mind went blank. He couldn’t bring himself to reply. All the words the beta spoke went through one ear and out the other.
Jimin always considered himself a nice person, always helping those in need or just smiling at strangers to hopefully brighten their day.
“Okay.” The omega mumbled quietly, effectively shutting up the other from his rant.
“Really?!” Taehyung jumped up and tackled the shorter into a hug. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” He shouted and rolled them around on the grass.
The two finished their sandwiches and coffee shortly after. Taehyung had to run to his class to be able to make it on time, but not before giving Jimin a giant hug and claiming the elder had “saved my life.”
By the time it was getting close to 10 pm,
Jimin didn’t really know how to give the elder his papers without actually having to face him.
He held the sheet music in his sweaty hands, crinkling them slightly.
The omega bent down and shuffled the papers neatly so they would be easy to slide under the tiniest crack at the bottom of the door.
He stood up and turned around slowly, expecting his world to fall apart.
“Oh thank god.” He huffed and clutched at his rapidly beating heart. The alpha stood his ground, confused as ever. “Hello, I’m Park Jimin.” The omega greeted with his classic 90 degree bow.
“So he’s mated.” Jimin thought to himself. “That makes sense.” When two people mate, their scents are reduced, sometimes making them very hard to point out or almost nonexistent.
“I’m sorry to ask again, but what are you doing?” The taller male asked after the brief silence between the two m.
“Yoongi and I share a studio, he should be in there now.” Namjoon put a key in the key hole and twisted it so it would unlock. “You can give those to him yourself, if you’d like.”
“No!” He shouted just as the alpha was about to open the door. “I mean no, that’s alright. I have to get to my practice like right now.” He chuckled awkwardly and rubbed the back of his neck.
Ding! He got an idea.
It didn’t take long for the alpha to stiffly nod his head once.
Yoongi’s year so far had been nothing but a mess to put it bluntly. He was a hair away from getting fired from his part time job that barely pays the bills, and it’s his last year of university meaning that the amount of school work he had
“Hello,” he grumbled into the phone, not even trying to mask the annoyance that laced his voice.
“Hello, Yoongi. It’s your mom.”
“Then if you know it’s me, why am I getting attitude?” Yoongi’s mom was probably the nicest, most childish and sassiest middle age woman he’s ever met.
“Mom, I’m in the middle of working, what do you need?”
Yoongi sighed, heavily. “No mom, I haven’t. We’ve talked about this a million times, I don’t want to even start dating until I’m done University.”
“Ok, well then you leave me no choice.”
When she say “setting up,” she really means forcing him mate with anyone she chooses,
“But mom~” he whined childishly.
“Don’t mom, me.” She tsked. “And by end of the year, I legitimately mean the end of the year, not the school year.”
Well fuck. If it’s the beginning October now, that’s only left Yoongi with a little less than 3 months.
“You had your chance, so stop complaining. I’m expecting grandchildren by next year. Have a good day.” And with that she hung up, not even a goodbye or an I love you.
Yoongi knew why she was so desperate for him to find a partner.
But still, even if he told his mom that she’d probably live a long life,
Yoongi might not be panicking now, but he knew that by the time he’d make it back home, Taehyung’s home more specifically,
The man leaned back on his seat and sighed until the sound got annoying.
“Hey man.” He said and walked over to a vacant chair.
“Thanks!” Yoongi explained shuffled through the stack, making sure everything was there. “Did Tae give these to you?” He asked.
Non stop, his friend had been raving on about his new neighbor and friend, Park Jimin. “The most adorable human being that’s ever existed.” Taehyung’s words.
Yoongi was in for quite the ride.
Jimin wasn’t quite sure if he could consider himself an omega anymore. He couldn’t remember what his natural scent was, or what a heat even felt like. But, he did keep track on the calendar of when his heats were normally supposed to hit if he wasn’t taking suppressants.
Suppressants weren’t always one hundred percent effective when it came to heats or ruts.
But, it was different now. He could skip school without the fear of falling too far behind.
The next time Taehyung had come over, he didn’t waste a single second before commenting on the amount of scent blockers around them.
The two sat down on Jimin’s rickety old couch and munched on the take away they grabbed earlier.
“Yoongi Hyung wants to meet you.” Taheyung said so nonchalantly,
“W-why?” Jimin asked after gulping down some much needed water.
Taehyung sighed. “Don’t tell him I said this, but his mom has been pushing him to find a mate or else he’ll be put into an arranged marriage.”
Jimin should feel guilty, he really should, but instead he just felt a blinding sense of jealousy bury itself deep in his stomach.
Was it getting hot in here?
“Look, if you really don’t want to meet him, that’s fine.” The beta shrugged. “I’ll just tell him to ask someone else.”
It wasn’t until Taehyung called out Jimin’s name in something that sounded like confusion and distress, did the man look up.
“Jimin, what’s this?”
The said male squinted from the couch, not having very good eye sight.
The omega had remained unresponsive. He was in shock and no one could blame him. For 4 years of his life, he had managed to sneak through society, posing as a beta with no problem at all,
He couldn’t even imagine that the day his secret was found out, would be because he was stupid enough to leave his suppressants pills out.
Even if he could trust Taehyung with his life, he couldn’t stop the poisonous thoughts from running through his head.
Oh god, oh god Jimin couldn’t let that happen.
Jimin gasped for air as eyes teared up. It felt like he was drowning.
“Breath Jiminie, just breath.” He hummed and released waves of his calming beta pheromones.
“You don’t need to apologize, Chim.”
Jimin sat up at looked Taehyung straight into the eye, feeling unable to cry anymore.
The beta stared wide eye’d not quite understanding but he stayed quite nonetheless.
“Taehyung... I’m an omega.”
The silence after that was almost deafening.
The beta’s eyes grew impossibly wide, shock evident in his entire being.
“It’s okay, Jiminie. I’m glad you told me, even if it was kinda forced out of you.” And Jimin felt like breaking down all over again.
Of course this led to the two to talk for the rest of the night. It mostly consisted of Taehyung asking questions and that Jimin would gladly answer,
“It’s not that!” Jimin quickly cut him off, blush heavy on his cheeks. “I’m fine with alphas actually, its just that-“ he paused.
“Holy shit!” He yelled. “Yoongi is your soulmate! Your soulmate is- Oh my god, I can’t believe this!”
“And you realize why I can’t meet him, right?” The omega asked, making sure his friend one hundred percent understood his situation.
“Don’t worry Jiminie, I’ll protect you from lil’ Yoongles.” He cooed. L
The two decided to call it a night once the clock struck 2, both knowing that if they were to stay up any later, they could basically forget about going to their morning classes.
Yoongi’s life, to put it bluntly, had gone to shit.
One month, 31 days, was all he had left and his relationship status was still stuck at single. He couldn’t even tell you how many dates he had been on,
Omegas were pretty much out of the picture for him, mainly because he was in fact gay. Maybe one day he’d meet an unmated male omega,
Yoongi thought he was pretty good looking, sure he wasn’t the tallest or strongest alpha you could ever meet but he made up for it in other factors.
His self esteem has been taking quite the beating lately, not being able to land a second date with anyone.
The alpha might as well go as far as to saying that he’s attempted a date with almost every single unmated male on his campus.
Taehyung had only chuckled in response and continued on with his studying.
Today was the first of December, meaning midterms were just around the corner, and every single student was in a rushed frenzy to try and
Yoongi was staying over at Taehyung’s apartment, as always. It was already well past midnight and Yoongi’s shift at the record store had only ended an hour ago.
Taehyung was studying intensely while Yoongi leisurely laid on the couch, flipping through movies on his laptop.
“If you don’t like him, then why can’t I meet him?”
“It’s not my place to say.” He simply replied and that’s how a majority of their night went.
At one point, Yoongi had dozed off.
There was a reply, a very quite and faint reply and Yoongi almost didn’t catch it, but he was glad he did.
“Oh, alright.” Jimin said. “I’ll see you tomorrow then. Thanks again, Tae.”
Yoongi had dates before, many, and he’s had quite a few small relationships,
The door closed and Taehyung shuffled back to his desk, a sigh falling past his lips.
“I know, hyung, I know.”
Jimin was a coward. He was such a big coward, he couldn’t even think of denying it. Over the past couple of months he’s had a plethora of opportunities to meet Yoongi yet he avoided all of them and instead ran away like the coward he was.
Jimin had stood outside of Yoongi’s studio, Tae’s apartment when he knew the alpha would be there and yet he couldn’t bring himself to knock on the door.
Jimin had just gotten done with his dance practice for the day. He was on the university’s dance team and he enjoyed it somewhat.
By the time he had made it back to the apartment, it was a little past 11 pm.
He had plopped down on his rickety old couch with a huff and turned on the tv after dropping his bag and locking the front door.
Jimin knew that it was going to be a long night. He wasn’t as tired as he would be after coming home from a day of dancing, he didn’t quite push himself today and the instructor sent him home early.
After watching a few dramas and even an idol reality show,
It was only a little past midnight and there was a high possibility that Yoongi would be over,
He left his apartment and made sure to keep his door wide open so it didn’t lock him out, and he crossed the hall to his friends doors. He only had to knock twice, knowing that the beta would still be awake at this hour.
“Hello,” he said with a smile.
The younger sighed. “Now’s not really a good time, Minnie. Yoongi-hyung is over.”
He was so close to saying that Yoongi could come over too but he held it back and instead said, “Oh, alright. I’ll see you tomorrow then. Thanks again, Tae.” And with that Jimin left.
That night Jimin was restless.
It was hell and of course having only 4 hours of sleep, meant that he’s going to be running on fumes for his morning class.
The stranger held open the doors and once Jimin made it through, he bowed gratefully and thanked the man continuously.
The doors closed.
By the time elevator made it to the 5th floor, Jimin noticed the eyes on him. He felt a glare on the side of his head and slowly turned his head.
Yoongi looked like he wanted to say something, anything.
The omega in Jimin preened and yet all Jimin felt was overwhelming panic.
It was one thing to run away from your soulmate without them even knowing you exist, but it was completely different to run away from your soulmate during your first encounter. It was a dick move on Jimin’s part and he couldn’t even think about deny it.
The omega had sprinted the entire way from his apartment building to his first lecture and miraculously he made it on time.
The lecture was almost over and by now Jimin was counting the seconds in every minute until they’d be dismissed. He felt unnaturally jittery and unnerved as if he was expecting something big to happen.
It was like he was cooking from the inside out, as if he accidentally ate a spark, only to have his insides be used as kindling to fuel the flare.
It wasn’t until he felt something thick and warm slip past the globs of his cheeks and soak into the material of his sweats, did he know what was happening. He was going into heat.
The omega jumped up in his chair and quickly ran out of the room, the professor not even attempting to stop him.
He quickly made it to the nurses office who was thankfully a omega, and explained the situation the best he could through his harsh breath.
“Jimin, honey, we need to know his name.”
The pain emitting from his stomach felt like violent stabs, shooting through his entire body. The pain was too much.
Yoong‘s heart was ecstatic. He didn’t know it could ever beat this wildly in his chest, practically ready to burst right out of his skin. His nostrils were flared, and pupils dilated, taking over the iris of his eye. All his senses were screaming at him,
And so he ran.
He didn’t know where he was supposed to go, he didn’t even know Jimin’s first class, but he tried to follow his scent the best he could.
“Hello?” His beta friend’s voice sounded through the receiver.
“Taeyhung, I-I ran into J-jimin and I-“ he paused, trying to catch his breath.
Yoongi heard a very audible sigh from the other side of the phone. “His first class is AP biology, don’t be confused if he runs away again when you find him.” The line went dead.
As soon as his entered the science building, an overwhelming smell of roses, vanilla, and heat attacked all his senses.
It felt like he was drowning in the most pleasant way, the scent of Jimin was intoxicating and Yoongi could already see himself becoming madly addicted.
A bunch of nurses surged forward, trying to contain the alpha who was trying to push his way towards the omega, most likely thinking he was feral and
There was at least 5 betas trying to push him back, even some students came to help.
The room was chaos with shouting and orders, but all of Yoongi’s attention was on Jimin.
Yoongi watched at Jimin stirred, shifting around and letting out a chain of pained whimpers. Everyone froze.
Jimin’s eyes weakly opened, gaze unfocused.
“Y-yoongi.” He cried out, whimpering and reaching his hand out towards the only alpha in the room.
Yoongi’s alpha felt content.
No matter what Jimin thought of him, Yoongi had to get him home, fast.
The building was coming into view just as Taehyung picked up the phone after what seemed like hours even though it barely rang for a forth time.
“Jimin’s in heat!” Yoongi yelled over the phone, flinching at the prominent panicked tone in his own voice. “He’s in heat and I don’t know what to do!”
“Sorry I’m here.” He said, booking it towards that dreaded elevator.
“No matter what you cannot touch him, okay, hyung?”
The elevator ride was agonizingly slow, more so than this morning.
Taehyung had told him Jimin always kept a spare key under the cat figurine in front of his door, and with shaking hands he finally got inside Jimin’s apartment.
Yoongi walked in the direction of where he assumed to bedroom was, basing it off of Taehyung’s own floor plan.
The beta knew both of his friends had made it back to the apartment, but as much as Taehyung loved Yoongi,
Heats weren’t something to be taken lightly. They’re painful, degrading, and a waste of time, but they’re healthy. Taehyung, having never even come close to going through a heat,
The man was breathless when he managed to make it to his apartment, and he couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of a defeated Yoongi sitting outside the door,
“Hey, hyung.” Taehyung smile, crouching next to the alpha.
“Hi,” Yoongi mumbled back. He looked tired, probably because he had been fighting some pretty nasty inner demons for half an hour. “I-I think Jimin passed out,”
Taehyung nodded. “I’ll go check on him. Go lay on my couch if you’re tired, hyung.”
Yoongi grumbled and stood up.
The beta took the key from the elder and unlocked the door,
As soon as the elder shut the door, Taehyung burst into Jimin’s apartment, panicking at the lack of sound.
He threw his stuff on the couch after locking the door, and rushed towards the bedroom, ignoring the extremely pungent smell of roses and vanilla.
Jimin was alive, he was breathing fine, but he looked like he walked through hell and back. Sweat clung to every surface of his body, causing an oily sheen to glow against the dim light coming in through the window.
And so, Taehyung got to work.
Jimin was almost alarmingly light, even for a beta himself,
His skin was extremely hot, practically burning and a website had said that cold baths were to help.
Soon, Jimin managed to open his eyes, groaning and sinking lower into the chilling water. He looked up at Taehyung.
The beta only smiled. The two managed to sit in silence for a few minutes, the elder obviously had something on his mind, but Taehyung wouldn’t rush him. He seemed sleepy still and barely conscious.
Taehyung thought back to the alpha sitting stubbornly at the front door, worrying over an omega who wasn’t even his yet.
“I don’t think that’ll be a problem, Minnie.”
It was excruciating. The overwhelming pain, heat, cramps, aches, everything. Nothing felt satisfying, it was either too hot or too cold, too itchy or smooth. And his stomach, it felt like someone had been using it to heat a stove,
He was in pain, uncomfortably overheated, and constantly blue-balled. A horrible week to say the least.
Overall, the omega can conclude heats suck but with a nest full of rain scented hoodies and shirts