Cigarettes On Balconies

First Meetings

A kick to the stomach is what awoke Jimin the following morning. With a low groan, the man raised his first to rub the sleep from his eyes. His back cracked as he gave a small stretch. Pushing himself carefully into a seated position Jimin, smiled down at the little boys. Seokjoon was curled into a ball, clenching one of Jimin's many pastel blankets. Taemin, ever the opposite, was spread out as a starfish with his limbs going in every direction.

Leaning downwards Jimin pressed a gentle kiss on each of the boys' temples. He then ever so carefully shuffled out of the nest. Tucking the covers around the boys' shoulders, he smiled softly to himself. He ran his hands through his tangled hair in an attempt to tame it. With his sweatpants hanging low on his hips, he fought back the urge to yawn, reaching for a worn shirt. The sun was just beginning to rise, hopefully giving Jimin at least an hour of alone time. Grabbing his phone and headphones from the nightstand, he stuck them into his pocket.

Jimin released a sigh when he entered the small kitchen. It had greatly deteriorated over the years – though it was already in the process when Jimin first moved in. The paint on the cabinets was peeling, there was an entire door missing that had broken off about six months ago, cracks in the countertop and not to mention the consistently leaking kitchen sink. Jimin had been trying to make improvements over the years. But he didn't have much money to spend on the alterations.

Resting his hip against the counter Jimin fiddled with the finicky coffee maker, giving it a little knock with his knuckle to get the machine going. Eyeing the bunch of bananas set out on his counter, Jimin gave a small shrug and grabbed at the fruit just as the coffee finished brewing.

With the mug in one hand and the half eaten banana in the other, Jimin moved towards the balcony door. Pushing the curtain aside with his elbow, he took a quick peek to confirm the neighbor wasn't currently there. Jimin released a thankful sigh as he slipped outside.

Retrieving his phone and headphones from his pocket, he scrolled through to select a song. Sticking the headphones in, Jimin began letting the music move him. His hips swayed gently as he went through the steps. His right leg slid back and his opposite hand reached up towards the rising sun. He twisted his back in an arch and shifted his weight to the left leg.

The weekends were his favourite days of the week – but not for the reason of many others. Saturday and Sunday were the two days that Jimin worked his favourite job as a dance instructor. It was far from a professional upper class studio. It had taken on more of a recreational role: offering beginner classes to dancers that were interested in obtaining a simple enjoyment.

Jimin had the honour of teaching the children's ballet and contemporary classes for ages five to eleven and advanced classes of contemporary for teenagers. The studio, teaching, became an outlet for when Jimin could no longer be on stage himself. It had filled a piece of himself that he hadn't realized he was missing.

The music began to slow to a deeper pace. A feeling of confidence overtook his movements, increasing the passion behind his dance. He twirled once on his toes, finishing with a kick back. Crossing his arms over his head he swayed to the side. Quickly he dropped at the waist bending as he reached for the floor with a delicate twist of his wrist.

"Hmm" a soft groan sounded from behind Jimin.

Jimin's body snapped up in sudden tension. Spinning on his heels, he turned to the offending intruder. "Who the hell are you?" Jimin hissed. He knew exactly who the man was, it was obvious. Who else would be on the balcony at six in the morning? But Jimin didn't take kindly to being snuck up on. Especially if that individual was gazing atJimin's ass.

"Jeon Jungkook." the tall man stated, holding his hand out as a greeting. "Your new neighbor."

The man was tall, not to the level of Jin or Namjoon, but tall enough to be impressive compared to Jimin. Just as he was the night before, the man – Jungkook – was dressed only in a pair of snug sweatpants. His dark hair was well overdue for a haircut, falling in tangles around his neck. Jimin's eyes slowly gazed down the male's right arm. He had caught a glimpse of the tattoos the night before, but now he was able to make out the elegant designs. Trailing down, Jimin's eyes locked with a beautiful tiger flower. It was large and delicate, with expert shading.

"Sorry we haven't gotten a chance to meet until now" Jungkook offered, drawing Jimin's attention away from the ink. Jungkook's own eyes gave Jimin a once-over. His chocolate scent slightly increased along with his observations. Slowly his tongue trailed over his lips, looking every bit like a hungry wolf that was eager to take a bite. "Had I known you were this beautiful I would've made more of an effort at introductions."

Jimin snorted in response to that. He eyed Jungkook's extended hand with disgust before he stepped away. "So if I was ugly you wouldn't have bothered acknowledging me? Or is it perhaps not my beauty you're interested in, but rather my ass?" Jimin crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the man. He wasn't one to be rude or aggressive. This wasn't how Jimin intended to originally meet his neighbor – but he certainly hadn't expected it to be with Jungkook ogling his ass.

However Jimin's internal omega chose that moment to make an appearance. "Our ass. He likes our ass," the omega cooed. He padded the floor happily as his warm eyes widened with happiness.

"Can't your ass just be an added bonus?" Jungkook answered with a shrug. Hooking his ankle around the nearest chair he tugged it over. Taking a seat, he crossed his legs before him. "You don't need to stop" Jungkook stated retrieving a granola bar from his pocket. When Jimin raised a questioning eyebrow, the man added with a light chuckle. "You were dancing. I don't mind if you continue."

"Of course you don't..." Jimin answered with a roll of his eyes. Jimin squinted slightly as he couldn't resist overlooking the boy again. There was something off about the way the man smelt today. At night, the scent that wafted through the walls was very clearly burnt chocolate; it held an evident sweetness, yet there was a harshness that left a lingering aftertaste. Today however, out in the light of day, the man smelt of a deep melted dark chocolate. It was warm and sweet. It was similar to a freshly baked cake, straight from the oven. Still, there was more to the aroma, a hint of something that Jimin couldn't make out. Something that didn't match the sweet chocolate.

Jungkook snickered slightly, "you going to finish that?" His slender finger pointed towards the half drank coffee mug, placed on the floor. The man didn't wait for Jimin's reply. Rather he reached over and grasped the handle. He flashed Jimin a look, challenging him to deny the implied request. For whatever reason, Jimin felt an overwhelming sense to submit. His only response was a tense small nod.

Raising the mug to take a sip Jungkook made a disgusted face. "Ah" he coughed slightly, eying the offending drink. His eyes burned into the mug as though he was hoping he could alterate the flavor. "Bitter."

"Sorry my coffee isn't to your liking" Jimin hissed. The omega held back a disappointed whimper that his drink hadn't pleased the other male. Jimin found it within his willpower to finally unfreeze. Snatching the coffee cup away from Jungkook, he flashed the other a glare. He glanced down at his coffee for a moment too long, actually contemplating taking a sip. This was set to be the only coffee Jimin had for the long tiring day, but he couldn't pull himself to drink from the tainted cup.

"That's fine" Jungkook answered. "Just add some cream and sugar next time." Jimin, for whatever reason felt his omega tucking that information away as though it was something important for the future. Jungkook shifted slightly in his chair, lifting his hip and tugging a lighter and a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. Removing one from the pack, he raised it to his lips.

"Do you have to smoke out here?" Jimin challenged. He eyed the man as he lit the cigarette with a deep breath. Jimin watched as the other male rolled his eyes slightly.

"Where exactly do you suggest I smoke, if not outside on my balcony?" Jungkook answered in return with his deep smooth voice.

"It's not only your balcony" Jimin argued, making a disgusted face as he got a sniff of the smoke. But his voice sounded weak and lacked confidence. Jimin couldn't understand what was coming over him. He wanted to argue with a bold and determined stance, but he felt the deep urge to submit again.

The sweetened scent of the chocolate began to fade as it was replaced with smoky burnt aroma. Now Jimin understood the reasoning behind the burnt chocolate. This man smoked so often that his own aroma was temporarily altered.

"Want one?" Jungkook offered the pack in Jimin's direction. He had noticed the omega burning his gaze into the smoke.

"I'll pass" Jimin stated with an unimpressed wave of his hand. His nose twitched slightly when he felt his omega tug at him from inside. "Accept, accept, accept" the omega within was whining to Jimin and turning in pitiful little circles. It let out a low howl when Jimin had refused. The omega appeared unimpressed that Jimin turned down Jungkook's offer at a 'gift.' Although Jimin didn't see how a single cigarette could be considered as a gift.

"Suit yourself." Jungkook answered with a shrug. He lifted the cig for another drag. Turning slightly to face away from Jimin he released the breath.

Jimin's internal omega jumped with pleasure from watching Jungkook's action. "He turned away" the omega danced happily within Jimin's thoughts. He was turning in circles practically, chasing his own tail. Jimin must admit he too had been impressed that Jungkook was considerate enough regarding his surroundings. Jungkook didn't breathe straight out or in Jimin's direction. Rather he faced towards the ground where the smoke would be dispersed, without Jimin breathing any in.

The emergence of Jimin's omega was surprising to him, especially with the level of communication he's had. Since the day that Jimin had been abandoned by Junghyun, his omega had become increasingly careful around strangers. Conversations would be held to a minimum and typically only obtained a warning. Jimin couldn't remember the last time the omega made an appearance with the intent to please a new wolf.

Regardless of the reasoning, Jimin didn't like it. He didn't appreciate the way this strange wolf made himself and his omega long for approval and pleasure. Jimin did not submit. It was as simple as that. But Jungkook made him want to. And Jimin was far from okay with that.

"Cigarettes destroy your scent" Jimin explained, finally finding words after an awkward silence. His voice was softer than he would've liked. His shoulders had visibly relaxed and the tension in his neck had faded away. At some point Jimin had uncrossed his arms and now let them rest against his sides. "Not to mention they are silent killers."

"We are all slowly dying" Jungkook answered with a shrug. Holding the smoke between his fingers, he turned to gaze at the omega. "As for the scent, maybe destroying it is exactly what I want. We can't all be as sweet as strawberries." Jungkook slowly eyed up and down Jimin's slender body with deep interest.

The omega let out a pleased howl. The wolf had practically jumped with excitement. In fact Jimin could sense he nearly wanted to purr. "Sweet strawberries. He knows our scent. He likes our scent."

"What?" Jimin frowned giving his head a small shake. He didn't completely comprehend the meaning behind the other man's words. Did Jungkook not like his own scent? Aside from the occasional burning aspect the chocolate was warm and comforting. Jimin felt the sudden push to reassure the other omega.

"Chocolate smells just as sweet as strawberries, some might even argue that it is considered sweeter." Jimin noticed the man awkwardly shift in the chair. Jungkook's eyes turned away from Jimin's and gazed down at the flooring. Jungkook's face twisted slightly in anger and disappointment when Jimin mentioned that chocolate could be seen as sweeter. Why wouldn't he like that thought? Don't all omegas strive for the sweetest aroma they can achieve? Alphas pride themselves on their deep woodsy and spicy scents, whereas omega's long for sweetness and citrus.

Slowly Jimin began to piece together the incomplete puzzle.

There was the ever-revolving door of omegas providing s****l stimulation, with Jungkook easily maintaining stamina to keep up with the demands. Jungkook's broad shoulders, wide chest and bulging arm muscles gave the man a body structure with a sense of power and control. The behaviour and attitude that Jungkook displayed out on the balcony, from the shameless flirting to the power struggle of conversation control. Jimin's own uncontrollable omega crying out to submit and please the neighbor.

The obvious distaste for his own scent only sealed the suspicions.

"But... you don't want to smell like chocolate" Jimin noted. "Because the sweetness makes you appear as an omega. And you're not an omega. You're an alpha. Right?"

"Alpha" Jungkook snickered "most people assume beta at most." The alpha was still denying eye contact. He didn't approve of Jimin's speculation, but he also didn't correct the omega. Releasing the half finished cigarette, Jungkook crushed it under his barefoot, not even flinching from the burn mark it had certainly left behind.

Jimin inwardly flinched at the action, his own heel feeling like it was burning. "You're an alpha though."

"Yeah" Jungkook snorted slightly. "I'm an alpha." The warmth of the chocolate had long since vanished. There was now a lingering bonfire scent, but not the same burning sensation of when Jungkook smoked. This aroma had anger and disappointment. Jimin realized within a second that he had offended the alpha in some way.

"But" Jimin awkwardly glanced side-to-side feeling like he couldn't maintain eye contact anymore. His omega within had suddenly turned silent. Leaving Jimin to fend for him now. "There's nothing wrong with smelling like chocolate."

"Yeah right, I'm sure that explains why you can't make eye contact anymore" Jungkook mumbled. A loud screech was heard as Jungkook stood, pushing the chair back suddenly. Jimin opened his mouth to protest, but no words could be found. How do you soothe an alpha for something they despise but have no control over? "Whatever" Jungkook hissed. Moving along the balcony Jungkook went to his own door and slid it open.

Jimin, having finally found the courage, looked up from his spot. Locking eyes with Jungkook he easily distinguished the hatred and distaste, though Jimin was certain this was only a curtain shading more intimate feelings. Emotions of anger were easy for alphas to showcase and display. To them it gave a sense of power or strength. But the lesser emotions, ones of sadness and pain, those were carefully sheltered away. Jimin fought back his natural behaviour and senses as an eomma to reach out and comfort the alpha, to hug the sadness away.

Jungkook paused in his doorway and slowly gave Jimin another once-over, gazing over his body ever so carefully. "You might want to take care of that," Jungkook stated with a single finger pointing in the direction of Jimin's crotch.

"Excuse me?" Jimin hissed, completely unimpressed by Jungkook invasion of privacy. Glancing downwards to eye what Jungkook was so interested in, Jimin released a loud gasp, followed quickly by a curse. In a flash his hands carefully folded in front of his lap in a failed attempt of hiding the tent that had long since formed in his sweatpants. Jimin's face burned a deep shade of red. His body now going stiff with embarrassment. "I'm not... it's not..." he stuttered over his words before completely trailing off, unable to find any explanation for the obvious hard on.

Jungkook let out a light chuckle, forcing his eyes to pull away from Jimin's crotch. "Sure" Jungkook answered with eyes twinkling in amusement. "And I'm not either" the alpha purred and flashed Jimin a quick wink. With a single small wave of his fingers Jungkook slid back inside his apartment, but he ensured his body was turned at just the perfect angle, so that Jimin could catch a glimpse of Jungkook's own prominent large hardened crotch.

Jimin was cursing to himself as he slid back inside his own apartment. Fumbling with the lock of the door, he struggled with regaining some form of control. He hadn't noticed the pain forming in his crotch until Jungkook had pointed it out. With the desperate need to release, Jimin suspected he had been hard for some time now. Possibly – and extremely embarrassing – since Jungkook had complimented Jimin on his ass.

Glancing at the clock, the omega noted that he still had another twenty minutes before the twins needed to be awake. That gave him just barely enough time to squeeze in a quick shower – and hopefully lower this new problem. Peeking into his bedroom, Jimin spotted the twins curled up in bed together. The two had clearly sensed their eomma had left and went in search of each other. Taemin had his arm and leg thrown over Seokjoon's body, laying practically on top of his elder brother. Their little faces were pressed together; with Seokjoon nuzzling his nose into Tae's neck.

With a warm smile Jimin slipped into his room and retrieved a change of clothing from his closet. Clenching the fabric to his chest, he glanced over his shoulder one final time to ensure the kids were still asleep. Then he entered the bathroom, securing the door behind him. Turning the water on, Jimin peeled his sweaty shirt off. Looking down at his pants, he glared lightly at his stupid offending d**k that gave him away. It wasn't until Jimin was peeling his sweatpants off that he felt the long, sticky trail of slick gliding down his legs.

Letting out an embarrassed groan, Jimin could feel his face heat up. Of course the hard on wasn't the only thing the omega had to worry about. He had begun to leak. A half hour conversation surrounded by the scent of an unmated alpha made the omega start to leak his slick. There was no doubt in his mind now that Jungkook had known the entire time that Jimin had been turned on. It would be impossible to miss the smell of his strawberry slick.

Stepping into the shower, Jimin felt the lukewarm water coat around him. It felt soothing and cooling on his heated skin. Trying his best to ignore his hormones, Jimin grabbed for the shampoo bottle. Running his fingers through his hair, Jimin fidgeted uncomfortably. The hard-on wasn't going down, and with a low groan Jimin fought against the images that appeared in his mind.

The attractive alpha pushed the shower curtain aside with his tattooed arm, to display himself in all his naked glory. "Omega" Jungkook's voice echoed into Jimin's dream world. The omega internally whimpered out a sigh of pleasure. "Need some assistance?" Jungkook cooed. He stepped inside the shower with a smirk dancing on his lips. Moving forward, he placed his hands on either side of Jimin against the wall.

"W-what" Jimin stuttered out. Glancing from side to side he searched for a way out. But Jungkook had him successfully cornered into the wall. "What are you doing here?" Jimin whispered out in a breathy voice.

"I'm here to help" Jungkook answered around the water falling around him. Jimin eyed one of the droplets as it rolled down Jungkook's chiseled chest. His gaze continued to follow it down, over his abs. Reaching out, Jimin carefully trailed the very tip of his finger over the creased lines of Jungkook's abdomen. "Do you like my abs, omega?" Jungkook husked out. "I noticed you checking me out on the balcony. Is that what made you leak your slick?"

Jimin could feel his face heat up at the thought of the alpha having noticed the accidental leaking. Jimin released a pitiful little gasp when he felt Jungkook's large palm against Jimin's thigh. "W-what..." Jungkook's hand trailed higher.

"Are you leaking for me now?" Jungkook purred in Jimin's ear. Jimin nibbled on his bottom lip and gave his head a determined shake. It was very likely a lie. But Jimin wasn't about to admit that he was still producing slick at the mere thoughts of the alpha. "No?" Jungkook cooed. The alpha leaned forward and pressed his nose against the nape of Jimin's neck. "That's too bad." Jungkook sounded like he was pouting, but there was a clear smirk on his lips. "But it looks like something else needs my attention." Jungkook moved his hand upwards ever so slightly and ran his fingertips along Jimin's shaft.

Jimin released a small but deep moan. At first instinct, Jimin considered pulling back, but the hold Jungkook had on his member held him in place. He couldn't remember the last time his d**k received attention from an alpha and he was quickly drawn to the touch.

"Do you like that, omega?" Jungkook purred, leaning forward to nibble on Jimin's earlobe. "Does that feel good?" Jimin hummed a little moan in response. Jungkook's fingers glided down Jimin's shaft again. "Close your eyes" Jungkook instructed.

The omega gave into the command. Slowly closing his eyes, Jimin felt his entire body relax. Leaning his head back against the shower wall he bucked his hips forward, begging to receive more from the alpha.

"Ah there we go" Jungkook groaned happily. His fingers closed around Jimin's shaft, taking the member fully into his palm. Carefully, he moved his hand up and down, going a little too slowly for Jimin's liking.

"Faster" Jimin whimpered out. His member was already pulsing in pain, having been denied its orgasm for several minutes. He was deeply in need of a release.

Jungkook chuckled "such an eager omega." listening to the Jimin's pleading, he began to stroke at a fast pace. His palm firmly encased Jimin's shaft, moving quickly. His thumb glazed across Jimin's tip as precum began to leak.

Jimin released a deep moan of pleasure. "F-f**k" Jimin clawed at Jungkook, his small hands latching onto the alpha's shoulders.

"Moan for me omega," Jungkook ordered with a growl. "I need to hear you moan." Jimin complied. He released all the noises he had been withholding. A deep groan formed as Jimin's body shook from the build-up.

Jimin panted lightly, his hips bucking forward again. The pressure was only building up but the release had yet to come. "Please, alpha, I need a release" he was begging for it now. Jungkook was being too gentle. But right now Jimin just needs the orgasm to reach him.

"Then you better start pumping" the alpha answered with a smirk. "Faster Jimin. Stroke yourself faster." The voice of the alpha began to fade. The only noise in the shower was the pelting water and Jimin's own soft pants.

Slowly opening his eyes, Jimin found the fantasy had faded away. The alpha was no longer there – having only been a pigment of his overactive imagination. However one thing was very real and that was Jimin's throbbing member currently grasped by his own hand.

Jimin blushes, despite himself being alone in the shower and having no reason to be embarrassed. With a deep groan of defeat, Jimin began to stroke himself again. His fingers moved across his tip, wiping away the c*m. Jimin couldn't remember the last time he shamelessly stood in his shower and pleasured himself. Picking up speed, he released another moan.

With his head leaning against the shower wall Jimin felt the pressure build up all the way. Moving his hand he pumped himself faster, going until he reached his climax. "Ah f-f**k" Jimin moaned deep in his throat as the orgasm suddenly hit him. Panting heavily Jimin guided his hand down his shaft, riding out the high. "f**k" Jimin cursed again. The water was quick to wash away the c*m but Jimin still noted the large foaming white build-up around the tip of his member.

The moment the release had come to a comforting end, Jimin pulled his hand away. Pausing for a moment, he allowed the now cool water to wash over his now fully relaxed body for a final time. After turning the water off, Jimin stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist.

Jimin stepped up in front of the sink and peered at himself in the mirror. He released a heavy breath that Jimin didn't know he was holding. Over the past four years Jimin wanted nothing to do with any alpha – especially unmated ones. Now Jimin was forced to live beside an extremely attractive, tattoo-covered, chocolate-smelling alpha. An alpha that upon first meeting, saw Jimin with a hard-on in his sweatpants and got a front row sniff of Jimin's strawberry slick.

This was not going to end well for Jimin.

"Trouble." Jimin told his reflection. Giving a determined nod he added, "I'm in big trouble."