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Hanging out with Jimin has been a daily occurrence for as long as Taehyung can remember. Their mothers were practically attached at the hip. They were like family.
Jimin was the first to ‘mature’, as their parents nicely put it. His dad was over the moon when he found out he was an alpha. Most parents would be. Alphas are prized.
Taehyung was a late bloomer. He actually matured a few months after Jimin’s little brother. Who was a year younger than them. It kinda sucked.
What sucked even more was that he presented as an omega.
Jimin treated him like this fragile glass object for like a month after. It was awful. It was the worst month of his life.
During his senior year of high school, he started dating Jimin’s little brother, Jeongguk. He was an alpha too. Jimin was a little iffy about it at first but he warmed up to it after a while.
(“What the fuck?” Jimin said with irritation straining his voice. He threw his hands in the air, and proceeded place them at the back of his head in frustration.
“I get that this is weird for you, but we really like each other,” Jeongguk said calmly. Holding his hands out, as if he was approaching an aggressive dog.
“He’s my best friend, this is… no. This is gross,” Jimin said. His nose was all wrinkled up, like he smelt something bad.
“It’s not like we’re gonna mate in front of you” Jeongguk blurted out without thinking. Jimin’s face of disgust was priceless, and Jeongguk tried really hard not to laugh. Tried being a key word.)
After dating for about 3 years, they decided that they should mate. Okay maybe it was because of a surprize heat but….. details… his heats kinda did its own thing.
His heat has started in public, at school, at Jimin’s house…. So it wasn’t a surprize when he suddenly felt hot and clammy while watching Cinderella for the millionth time on Jimin’s sofa.
“Jimin?” Taehyung said, his voice small and soft. He felt a little light headed.
“Yeah?” Jimin answered, not really paying attention. He was too focused on Cinderella running down the stairs.
“I don’t feel so good,” Taehyung mumbled. That caught Jimin’s attention quickly. His head whipped to the side to face Taehyung.
“What’s wrong?” Jimin put his hand on Taehyung’s forehead. As his hand touched the moist skin, he instantly knew he had a fever.
“You’re burning up,” he said while pushing the old sofa cushion to get up. “I’m gonna get some water”
He quickly went to the kitchen. He filled a glass full of water, and made his way back to the living room.
As he stepped into the room, he smelled it. It was like a punch in the face and a warm hug at the same time. Taehyung is in heat.
He should have known. It always starts like this.
Jimin inhaled Taehyungs pheromones, and they went straight to his core. He felt out of breath. Dammit, control yourself.
He carefully walked over to where Taehyung was lying. When Jimin saw Taehyungs face, he knew that he was far-gone already. How did it get so bad so quickly?
Taehyung had droplets of sweat dripping from his hairline. His hair was wat at it stuck to his forehead. His usually tan skin was now a flushed pink colour. He was already writhing. When Taehyung smelt Jimin, he started grabbing the air in front of him.
“A-alpha,” Taehyung stammered out. Wow, he was far-gone. He didn’t even care that it wasn’t Jeongguk.
Jimin needed to get out of there quickly, before he loses himself to instinct. He ran out of the cream coloured room and into his bedroom and locked the door.
He laid there for a while. Calming down a bit. He stared at the ceiling, wondering what to do. He can’t drive him home; he would not be able to control himself. He doesn’t really want his brother and his best friend to fuck in his house either though. But he couldn’t let Tae suffer.
He reached for his phone and called his brother. It ringed for a little while before he answered.
“Hey, hyung, what’s up?” Jeongguk said. His already deep voice sounding deeper from the phone mic.
“You ne-need to come. Taehyung’s in heat. A really bad one,” Jimin stammered out, a little out of breath. He could hear a soft shit from the other line.
“Yeah, okay… I’m coming,” he said, and proceeded to hang up.
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Once Jeongguk hung up, he stood still for a while. God was he glad it was a weekend and that he didn’t have work. His boss wasn’t very considerate to this kind of thing. She was an alpha mated to a beta, so she hasn’t experienced an omega in heat before.
He grabbed his keys, and walked to his car. He sat down in the driver seat. He sat there getting ready for what he knows is gonna happen.
Once he started driving he began feeling exited yet nervous. Heat sex is the best sex and the most tiring, and Jimin said it was bad. That means many rounds.
It took about 10 minutes to drive to Jimin’s house. Immediately after he stepped out of the car he could smell Taehyung.
It was enticing smell, it smelled kinda like lavender and chocolate. Blood rushed south at the mere smell of Taehyung. This heat was gonna be death of him.
He rushed to the door, and stepped inside. He didn’t even need to call for Taehyung. He could smell where he was. He walked over to the living room, and his breath got caught in his throat at what he saw.
Taehyung laid naked on the sofa, with three fingers deep inside himself, and a hand fisting his cock. His brown hair was matted to his forehead and sticking out in odd places. He looked beautiful. He moaned loud with every thrust, too gone to notice that Jeongguk was standing by the door. Jeongguk exhaled shakily and made his way towards his mate.
His hand met Taehyung’s jaw and he bended down to kiss him. Taehyungs mouth opened instinctively, and their tongues danced together lazily and sloppily.
Taehyung let out a drawn out moan when he came, painting his stomach and hand with white. He stilled and then relaxed after a few seconds. Jeongguk stroked his sweaty hair out of his flushed face. Taehyung opened his eyes and looked straight into Jeongguk’s.
“Gukkie…” Taehyung said. His voice was tired and raspy.
“I know, baby,” Jeongguk answered. He could feel his cock straining in his jeans and it was starting to get really uncomfortable. He needed to do something about it soon.
Taehyung gasped and grabbed Jeongguk’s arm as another heatwave takes over him. Jeongguk knew Taehyung didn’t care at this point, but he still carried him to the guest room anyway.
When he got there, he gently placed the omega on top of the king-sized bed. The sheets were a soft violet colour, and would soon be stained with come and slick. Good thing Jeongguk wasn’t the one that has to clean it.
He looked down at his mate and admired his fucked out state. And he hadn’t even fucked him yet!
He leaned down and started kissing Tae again. Taehyung started scratching his bare chest (when did I take my shirt off?) and moaned into his mouth.
“Knot m-me,” Taehyung said as soon as they broke apart for air. His hands were moving frantically toward Jeongguk’s zipper. Jeongguk quickly reached down and took them off, letting his girth free from the jail that is his jeans. He shook his boxers off right after, knowing that Taehyung was desperate.
“A-lpha,” Taehyung whined. A sound that went straight to his member. He jerked off to get ready, before guiding his dick Taehyung’s dripping hole.
“Are you ready?” he knew he didn’t need to ask, but he still did. When Taehyung frantically nodded, he slowly pushed inward.
Both groaned as Jeongguk bottomed out. He started to thrust hard right away because he knew Taehyung preferred it, and finding a rhythm. He changed his angle a few times before finding Taehyung’s prostate, and when he did Tae let out a loud broken moan and clenched around his cock. Jeongguk groaned at this.
Jeongguk’s thrusts hit Taehyungs prostate dead on every time, and both of their moans were getting louder. Jeongguk reached down to grab Taehyung’s dick, and lazily stroked it in time with his thrusts.
He could feel his knot swelling and he could tell Taehyung was close too with the way he kept clenching around Jeongguk. With a few more thrusts, Taehyung was coming for the second time today, all over his stomach and Jeongguk’s hand.
The moan Taehyung let out was what pushed Jeongguk over the edge. His knot swelled to full size and linked the couple.
He proceeded to ride out their orgasms, and then stilled.
It was quiet for a few minutes, the only sound being their heavy breaths. They fell asleep like that. Jeongguk on top of Taehyung, still linked by the knot. They slept for a few hours before Taehyung got another heatwave.
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It was the next morning and Taehyung felt completely fine. It was the worst heat he’s had in years. His last heat that was that bad was when he was 17. Which is 6 years ago. His heats weren’t as bad after he started going on birth control. Wait… SHIT!
He checked his medication packet. He counted the pills… and there was three more pills than he was supposed to have…
He had forgotten to take his birth control…
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“Hey, Jeongguk?” Taehyung asked stepping into the living room.
“Yeah, babe?” Jeongguk answered without looking up from his phone.
“How would you react if I told you that I’ve forgotten to take my birth control for the last three days?”
“WHAT?!”