"Secrets" (short Omegaverse threadfic 1)

Kookie gets hurt, persuades two of his Alphas not to tell their pack-Dom about it, and Namjoon is π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘π‘π‘¦. ImageImageImageImage
"Please don't call Joon-hyung," Kookie whines, tugging on Hoseok's sleeve with his uninjured hand. "Not yet. He'll be stuck doing interviews all day, I don't wanna stress him out."

Hoseok pauses with his thumb hovering above the screen, sharing a hesitant look with Jimin.
"He's gonna find out soon enough, Kook," Jimin reminds the Omega gently, cradling the maknae's towel-wrapped hand in his lap. "Pretty sure that cut's gonna need stitches."

"Might not, though," Jungkook tries to argue with forced cheer. "Maybe it just π‘™π‘œπ‘œπ‘˜π‘  bad."
Hoseok sighs, but decides not to press the issue, curling his arm a little tighter around Jungkook's shoulders as their manager pulls out outside the entrance to the private clinic.

He knows he π‘ β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ give Joon a call, but...Jungkook's his priority right now.
(-Roughly two hours later.-)

Namjoon's gaze cuts between his sleeping maknae and the two Alphas who are suddenly sitting up in bed regarding him warily.

"Would either of you," he begins calmly, "like to tell me where my Omega is covered in π‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘Žπ‘”π‘’π‘ ?"

Jimin winces.
"It's only his hand, hyung," Jimin tries to reassure. "Just a 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑛𝑦 little cut, he's fine, the surgeon said he can take the dressings off in a week-"

"Surgeon?" Namjoon echoes sharply, still keeping his voice hushed so as not to wake the pup. "Hobi, what the π‘“π‘’π‘π‘˜?"
"Local anaesthesia," Hoseok tells him, tucking the blanket up over Jungkook's shoulder and smoothly rolling to his feet, approaching Namjoon cautiously with his hand outstretched. "Eleven stitches and some pain meds, we were in and out of the hospital in an hour."

"Stitches?!"
"Kookie asked us not to call you," Hoseok continues softly, offering Namjoon his wrist, willingly submitting. It appeases the Dom's restless instincts, at least a little. "He didn't want you stressing out when you had to work."

"Fuck work," Namjoon grits out. "He's my cub."
"And he's okay, Joon," Hoseok reiterates softly. "He's safe."

"We meant to call you as soon as we got back," Jimin promises, kneeling up on the mattress now, his scent souring a little in guilt. "But Kookie wanted a bath and cuddles and we didn't think you'd be home so soon-"
Namjoon takes a deep, calming breath, and clamps down on the urge to give both of his Alpha mates a good, hard nip.

"We'll talk about this later," he promises, and gives Hoseok's wrist one last squeeze before moving over to the bed and settling down alongside Jungkook.
"Hyung...when you say 'talk'," Jimin hedges nervously after a few beats of silence.

Namjoon finally sends his maknae-Alpha a softer look.

"You don't ever keep secrets from me, baby," he reminds the cub, quiet but firm. "Either of you. Especially about health-related issues."
"Joon, it was my decision not to inform anyone else," Hoseok tries to insist, stepping up beside Jimin to stroke the pouting Alpha's hair. "I was the one in charge of the situation, not Min."

"Yes, you were," Namjoon agrees calmly, cuddling Jungkook closer as the Omega stirs.
"...which is why π‘¦π‘œπ‘’'𝑙𝑙 be the one answering to Jin-hyung when he gets home and realises that neither of you told him about Kook's injury," Namjoon concludes.

Hoseok tenses, eyes widening a little.

Oh π‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘‘, he knew there was something else he'd forgotten to do.
"And Yoongi too," Namjoon adds, nuzzling at Jungkook's temple with a soothing rumble as the pup snuffles in his sleep. "I'm sure he'll be happy to help Jin-hyung get his point across."

Well π‘‘π‘Žπ‘šπ‘›.

He done fucked up.

____

((potentially TBC another day πŸ˜‰))
Hoseok decides not to call ahead, and spends the next 90 minutes psyching himself up for Jin's return, mentally rehearsing his confession to make sure he’s got a good explanation ready, keen to avoid landing himself in even deeper shit.

However, things don't quite go to plan.
He's ready by the front door when Jin comes home, planning to 'fess up to everything just as soon as the Beta's taken off his coat and shoes...but he never gets the chance.

Seokjin's greeting smile fades almost as soon as he's kicked off his shoes, his sensitive nose twitching.
Jin comes to such an abrupt halt that Taehyung bumps into his back, the Omega giggling a startled apology and giving his immovable Beta-hyung a backhug, peering around Jin's taller frame to beam at Hobi.

"Hey, hyung! Everything okay?"

Hoseok manages a strained smile in return.
A faint frown creases Jin's brow.

"Something's wrong," the Beta discerns, quiet and calm in that powerfully unflappable way of his that always makes Hoseok's inner Alpha want to roll belly-up. Jin reaches out to cup his cheek tenderly. "Your scent's off, hon."

Well π‘“π‘’π‘π‘˜.
Hoseok sees Tae's cheerful grin diminish in a heartbeat, and the Omega's lips purse in a worried pout, eyes full of concern as they rake over him.

From behind Tae, Yoongi nudges his bondmates a little further forwards so that he can close the door, ensuring their privacy.
"I'm fine," Hoseok reassures them, averting his gaze from Yoongi's narrow-eyed look of suspicion.

The other Alpha's always been able to smell guilt on him, and today is clearly no exception.

"What aren't you telling us?" Yoongi asks, low and serious. "Did something happen?" Image
Hobi takes a deep, bracing breath, squaring his shoulders to deliver the necessary news. His bondmates aren't going to like it, but it'll be far better to tell them upfront rather than Jin finding out on his own-

"Hyungs, you're home!" Jungkook chirps happily from behind him. Image
Hoseok winces.

Game over. He's fucked.
"Hi, sweetheart." Jin's smile is full of tender affection as his gaze drifts over Hoseok's shoulder towards his youngest Omega pup. "Did you have a nice d-"

The Beta's eyes widen abruptly, sympathy and confusion all in one. "π‘‚β„Ž. Kookie, baby, what happened to your β„Žπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘?"
Jungkook glances down at his bandages as though only just remembering the existence of his injury.

"I...kinda fell on some glass at the studio?" the Omega answers meekly, tucking the bandaged appendage behind his back as though hoping that might stem Jin's mounting concern.
In the blink of an eye, Jin has swept past a frozen Hoseok to gently pull Jungkook closer and cradle the Omega's injured hand between his own, frowning in concern.

"Did they clean it properly?"

"Yeah..."Jungkook fidgets in place. "Uh, the hospital staff were pretty thorough."
Jin's gaze cuts up sharply from his examination of the Omega's bandaged hand. "Hospital?"

Taehyung makes a soft noise of concern, quickly darting forwards to wrap his arms around Jungkook in a tight hug.

"Stitches?" Yoongi guesses quietly, stepping up to squeeze Hobi's nape.
The firm grip is grounding, both a comfort and a silent reminder of the elder rapper's dominance.

"A few," Hoseok confirms, hushed, although he can tell by the way that Jin glances over at them that the Beta hears it.

Jin purses his lips, peeved. "Why didn't Joon call me?"
Hoseok winces anew. "Namjoon...maybe didn't know about it until he got home a little while ago?"

At Jin's narrow-eyed stare, the Alpha ducks his head and quickly explains:

"He was busy, and we were in and out of hospital so fast I figured it could wait until he got home."
It's clearly the wrong thing to say.

"So you're telling me," Jin says, in an unnervingly calm tone that really doesn't bode well for Hoseok, "that you were physically present at the hospital π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž my Omega, and you just decided not to call and let me know he'd been hurt?" Image
"I asked him not to bother Joon-hyung," Jungkook tries to insist, ever the loyal sweetheart. "I didn't wanna worry anyone. And I feel 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒 - Jiminie-hyung and Hobi-hyung took really good care of me."

Jin's expression softens as he presses a tender kiss to the Omega's brow.
"It was sweet of you to think about our schedules, baby" the Beta murmurs, gently tipping the maknae's chin up to brush a kiss against his lips. "But if something bad happens to you, hyung needs to know...no matter β„Žπ‘œπ‘€ busy I might be."

He frowns towards Hoseok emphatically.
Hoseok wants to sink through the floor.

Or drop to his knees. Maybe both.

Like Namjoon, Jin has this natural air of dominance about him, a silent sort of authority that just π‘‘π‘’π‘šπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘  subjugation, and if Hobi's done something wrong it has a way of getting under his skin.
"Where's Jimin?" Taehyung pipes up, still busy cuddling Jungkook from behind, rubbing his nose against the younger Omega's nape.

"With Namjoon-hyung." Jungkook scuffs a sock-clad foot against the floor. "He asked me to come find you. I, uh..I think they're gonna have a 'talk'."
"Ah," Tae acknowledges knowingly, and kisses Jungkook's ear. "Okay."

"Why don't you and Tae make yourselves cosy in the living room?" Jin suggests warmly, fingers caressing the cheeks of both his Omegas as he gives them an indulgent smile. "I'll fix you a snack. You hungry?"
"Always," Jungkook agrees cheerfully, leaning up to peck a kiss against Jin's cheek. "Thanks, hyung."

Seokjin waits until Taehyung has tugged the younger Omega down the hallway and out of earshot before his indulgent smile slips into something cool and neutral.
"Hoseokie?" he murmurs, with a brief, meaningful glance in the Alpha's direction. "A word, please."
The Beta turns on his heel without giving Hobi time to muster up a response, clearly expecting to be followed as he moves away towards the bedrooms.

Hoseok's ass clenches in anticipation. He's already regretting his earlier decision not to call Namjoon, but hindsight is 20/20.
Apparently he hesitates a moment too long, because Yoongi uses the firm grip on Hoseok's nape to give him a very gentle shake.

"I wouldn't recommend making him wait, puppy," the Alpha cautions quietly. "You're in deep enough shit as it is."

Damn. Puppy? Even Yoongi's pissed.
Hobi heaves a loud, resigned sort of sigh and lets Yoongi nudge him forwards. There's no use prolonging the inevitable.

And the other Alpha's right, he doesn't want to dig his grave any deeper by making Jin wait for him unnecessarily.

He's already screwed.

(TBC πŸ˜‰πŸ’œ)

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