gashina;; yoonmin

eight

jimin opened his heavy eye lids and yawned softly, feeling tired as hell. the window let out a little ray of light come in making the room seem pretty unfamiliar.

he was sure he never actually saw this room before. the furnitures were all black and the blinds were of a greyish colour. jimin tried to sit but his back aches as he did that.

the door suddenly opened, causing jimin to squeal in fear at the sudden noise. he saw his two best friends hurriedly bounce into the room and approach him.

"jimin!" hey both scream, making the omega furrow his brows.

"why the hell are you so noisy?" jimin asked, trying to save himself from the tight hug he was squeezed in.

"we were so worried after what happened yesterday..." taehyung started off, making jimin look at him in confusion.

and then, jimin remembered.

"oh s**t! tell me if it was a dream. i mean, a nightmare, you know what i mean but just tell me it didn't really happened!" jimin was sure he was gonna probably have a stroke and die but he wanted to at least know the truth before dying.

taehyung and jin only gave an apologizing and compassionate look to the horrified omega.

"i hate yoongi too, jimin. i know how it feels." seokjin muttered, holding his baby omega onto his wide chest.

"but, eomma." jimin felt so little and he was about to burst out into loud sobs.

"shh, jimin. everything will be alright. i won't let yoongi and his dirty hands touch you." jin murmured at the crying boy.

taehyung just stands still, feeling sad for his best friend. he is lucky enough to have jungkook as lover and mate but he wants jimin to be happy too.

meanwhile, yoongi was sitting in his personal office, staring at the wall in front of him with a blank expression.

why is this happening to me?

yoongi wanted to bang his head on the desk. he really wanted to. this situation was absolutely ridiculous and the whole pack knew that the two boys never liked each other.

yoongi wanted to call hoseok over to have a talk, but he still didn't feel comfortable after what they did. hoseok was his best friend, he was the one who he needed most at the moment.

yoongi could smell jimin from miles away and that was actually frustrating as f**k. jimin, despite everything, had the sweetest and most pleasurable scent he ever smelled. additionally, jimin had yoongi's own scent all over him after the alpha marked him.

it was so f*****g addicting.

someone knocked at his door, making him wake up from his heavy thinking.

"who is it?"

"yoongi," alpha parks voice was what yoongi hears. yoongi doesn't feel confident anymore in front of the grand alpha.

"come in, ir." yoongi muttered, standing and bowing at the alpha as he opened the heavy door.

alpha park sat on one of the chairs in front of yoongi, letting a deep breath out.

"so, you know i won't let anyone mistreat my son and now that you are his mate, i expect you to do whatever he wants and whenever he wants. i want you to have the total responsibility of jimin's happiness and i won't allow any argument or disagreement between you two." the man looked tired, but his tone is dead serious.

yoongi listened to the speech with his mouth shut and head down. he wanted to say something for himself but he knows that the alpha always put jimin in first place.

"alpha, i understand what you are saying but... i feel like me and jimin are not exactly made for each other." yoongi murmured with a low tone.

"you two are mates and if i see jimin sad or not satisfied with how you treat him, i will give jungkook your place as head alpha." alpha park threatened.

yoongi wanted to sigh and give up on life because jimin was just an annoying ass kid, he acted like a five years old and yoongi was not willing to be a babysitter or better... sugar daddy.

"alpha, i understand." yoongi nodded, but internally was pissed as f**k.

"good. now, i'll excuse myself. i hope you'll do what i said." the alpha said before leaving yoongi alone.

"he must be kidding me. yah!" yoongi whispered, rubbing his eyes with his hands.

yoongi stood up to get a glass of water, drinking it all in one go.

what do i do now?

"yoongi! jimin wants a watermelon! get your lazy ass up and go get it for him." 

yoongi stared at jin in disbelief as he opened his office's door.

"what?" yoongi asked, confused.

"jimin wants a watermelon. are you deaf?" jin shouted again, making the alpha flinch.

"what do you mean! is he f*****g pregnant? can't you ask the maid to get him a watermelon? and why in the earth would he want a watermelon in this cold weather." yoongi questioned as he started to lose it.

"he's not pregnant! he just wants the watermelon. if you will not give it to him, he'll tell alpha park." jin explained, laughing while saying the last sentence.

"what a b***h" yoongi said under his breath, getting up and walking pass jin.

yoongi found himself in a fruit grocery store, looking for a damn watermelon. how was he meant to find one in winter? jimin really wanted to get him in trouble.

he looked for a staff member, looking completely desperate.

"sorry, do you sell watermelons?" yoongi asked a girl.

the girl gave him a 'wtf' glance as she shook her head.

"people don't usually buy watermelons in winter, sir." the girl said sassily.

yoongi wanted to strangle her.

"okay then," yoongi said, leaving the shop, ready to find another one.

he walked on one of the busy streets, eyeing the shops carefully and choosing one that looked less crowded.

he got in and doesn't waste time as he goes right to the fruit area. there were apples, oranges, kiwis, bananas... where is the watermelon?

yoongi was about to kill himself.

he gave a last stare at the fruit when he saw a man taking a... wait, was that a baby watermelon?

yoongi ran at the man, snatching the fruit from him, running to the cash desk and shouting 'sorry'.

he paid for it and left the grocery store.

when yoongi got back to the pack house, he smelled jimin in the living room and he saw him eating a cupcake.

yoongi rolled his eyes, wanting to throw the damn watermelon on his mate's head.

"did you bring me my watermelon?" jimin asked mockingly upon seeing the alpha.

"i sure did," yoongi said annoyed, giving the plastic bag to jimin.

jimin opened it, looking at the fruit.

"yoongi! this is a baby! you want me to kill him? oh my god! a little baby watermelon. i will let him grow. you are such a monster, yoongi." jimin shouted, caressing the watermelon.

yoongi's eyes were opened widely.

what the actual f**k?

"you are such a b***h, park." yoongi replied, pissed.

"what did you say? i didn't hear that properly." jimin said, looking at his dad coming in.

yoongi stirred, faking a smile.

"i said that i am really sorry babe, but they don't sell watermelons in winter." yoongi said in a sweet sugary tone.

"oh, alrighty. you can go now." jimin whispered satisfied.

"am I a dog? don't talk to me like that. i am the alpha." yoongi muttered at jimin.

"dad! yoongi is being mean to me!" jimin shouted, catching his fathers attention.

yoongi let out an angry roar as he attacked the omega. jimin screamed as yoongi got on top of him, ready to kill him. jimin punched yoongi as he tried to move him. yoongi grabbed a handful of jimin's hair, making the omega cry in pain.

jimin slapped yoongi, receiving a kick in the stomach afterwards.

"b***h!" yoongi shouted.

"cunt!" jimin said, making yoongi fall on the pavement.

"slut!" yoongi insulted, pulling jimin to make him fall as well.

"i f*****g hate you!" jimin screamed as he gets the baby watermelon to throw it right on yoongi's face.

jimin began to panic as he saw blood coming from the alpha's nose. yoongi was furious and full of rage.

"omega! submit, submit now!" yoongi shouted, making jimin fall into his knees.

jimin felt so weak and his shoulders were heavy.

yoongi grabbed jimin's hair again and looked into jimin's black orbs.

"i am in control now. i am always in control so stay in your place, omega." yoongi blurted out, glaring at his mate.

jimin couldn't help but nod.

"what happened here?!" alpha park shouted, seeing the mess.

yoongi left the room without answering the alpha.

jimin shook his head and left the room as well, going into his room, wanting to sleep and never wake up again.