Red

Camellias

Jimin sat on his bed and ran his hands through his hair, taking a deep breath and calming his heart. He felt his eyes sting and a sob wanting to escape his throat, he dug his nails into his thigh, using the pain as a distraction to keep himself from shedding tears.

He was telling himself in his own mind that he was not going to cry over such a stupid little thing. But that was what jimin most wanted at the time, he just wanted to cry and let everything go. but he knew that if he started, he would not stop.

Coming from a ruined home with an alcoholic father and a depressed mother, all Jimin wanted most was to find someone who loved him and that he would love too. they would get married and be incredibly happy together, in a healthy relationship. he imagined a cozy, warm home. But life had taken him off the golden brick road and thrown him on a path full of thorns.

"s**t" jimin said to himself when he realized that his lap was getting wet with the amount of tears that landed there without his consent.

Jimin was an omega, a fact that quickly displeased his father. Being an alpha, he expected his son to be an alpha too. he tried again, but Jimin's brother, Jihyun, was a beta. Jimin will never be able to forget how his father treated the alpha children of other families and how he treated him and his brother.

Jimin had been raised as an alpha, his father adored him, and he never distrusted his father's real intentions of preparing him to be an alpha. Things were great, the father hardly ever drank, the mother smiled, there were family outings and lots of souvenir photos.

Until that fateful day when Jimin felt he would melt from the heat he felt and the sweat licking his temple. His head hurt, his ears rang, colorful dots danced in front of his eyes. the whole body ached, especially the area from the ear to the shoulder, where his scent glands decided to open holes in his skin, where later there would be scars that everyone has.

Presenting is the moment of truth, some dream of it and others fear it, it is when the person knows its subgenre. Jimin faced the event with great enthusiasm, but if he had known the great expectations that his father had about him, he would have feared that day as if it were a weapon aimed at his forehead.

his mother heard the screams and went to his rescue, she taught him how to make a nest and helped him to be extremely comfortable and said that if he needed anything, he just needed to call her. Jimin didn't call, he was too busy writhing in pain, crying for relief and gasping for air. But that was not even the worst moment.

He started to feel a pressure in his lower body and realized something else that bothered him. it was his throbbing c**k, asking for relief. but it was not the only nuisance, there was another. He felt that the covers were wet, way too much, he ran his hand over the comforter and a scream was punched out of his chest.

Jimin closed his eyes, he didn't want to see. Despite not knowing his father's expectations, he knew how omegas were treated by society. besides being frightened by all the changes that happened in the speed of light. he followed the trail of the slimy thing with his hand, when his hand touched his ass, he fast used his other hand to stifle a scream.

Before he thought he was going to die, now he wanted to die. That thing was coming from him and a strong scent of camellias filled the place. he did not know how he knew it, at some point his mind left the command post and left instinct in control. Jimin circled the region near the center with his fingertips and sighs began to fall from his lips like a fountain.

Experimentally, Jimin gradually tightened his grip on the region, until the muscles gave up the pressure and a finger entered his hole. Jimin screamed in fright and froze when he noticed that everything was fine, his movements continued. Jimin buried his finger to the last joint, the feeling was wonderful, the feeling of being filled made the omega in him be ecstatic.

he started to crook his finger and the feeling was even better, the heat in his lower abdomen increased. jimin explored the region with his finger, the other hand gripped the sheets as if his life depended on it, then he moved further down until he found his member and the movements in the front and back synchronized.

the moans became more present in the room and if jimin was lucid he would have been ashamed. But his eyes were closed, lower lip between teeth.

another scream came from jimin when his finger brushed at a certain point, his body shook, and his hips went into frantic movements f*****g his hand. the poor thing didn't last long and when he realized, he was lying in a puddle of his own lubricant and c*m.

Despite the ecstasy running though his veins, jimin whimpered, he felt like something was missing. he stuck more fingers in himself, feeling like he was in sky with the sensation of his hole widening. he stuck as many fingers as he could and yet Jimin was not satisfied and soon he found himself crying desperately and wishing for something that he didn't quite know what it was and that feeling of being lost ended him.

Jimin opened his eyes open, he was shaking, his head hurt, his vision was blurred, and he felt short of breath. he wanted to hit himself because he was crying again, he hated crying, but he couldn't help it.

Jimin hated being called a prostitute, but that was how he was feeling. despite doing pole dance and wearing short clothes, it was a decent and honest job. but he had sold himself for a few million won, the money fit like a glove in his wallet full of dust. but the contract was doing terrorism with the omega’s emotional side.

A loud, high-pitched sound caught the omega’s attention, which left him confused, since he was not expecting anyone and also did not want anyone to see him in the state he was. he thought that if he pretended he was not at home, the person would go away. but he was wrong, the bell continued to ring incessantly.

Jimin wiped away the tears with his sleeve and took a deep breath. he went to the door and opened it, he thought it could be someone charging the rent again, but no, there was a tall guy who wore a suit and tie. the typical type of clothes that Jimin only saw when someone came to collect his rent.

Jimin started to feel a tingle running through his skin, his heart started to beat faster and there was a desire to close the door on the other's face. He knew what it was, there was a strange alpha there at the door of his house, the scent of a strange alpha made an omega want to run away. Jimin couldn't help it, it was instinct, but he had to control it.

"Good morning, jimin-ssi" said the man

"Good morning" said jimin "how do you know where I live? I don't remember giving you my address"

"And you didn’t" said the man, "but we in the Jeon group always get what we want "

Jimin stepped aside to let the other one in, the man came in and looked very relaxed, with a soft smile that seemed kind and friendly.

"My name is Kim Namjoon" he said "I am Mr. Jeon Jungkook's personal assistant and aide"

Namjoon went to the table and sat down, Jimin sat across from him. Namjoon had a very thick folder with him and opened it between them, spreading the papers on the table

"I'm here to discuss some changes that will be necessary," he said, "first your last name, then it will be necessary for you to move into Jungkook's house. You will also have to attend to all Jeon group events, among other things"

Namjoon passed a specific sheet to Jimin’s side, it was a huge list, front and back. He took a card out of his suit pocket and left it on the table, then got up and went to the door.

"That's it for now, Jimin-ssi" said Namjoon "my number is on the card if you need me"

Namjoon left and jimin rested his head on the table, feeling weak and thinking that a drink would be good right now.

Jimin could only think of the first time he was in heat and how much he has hated all the other heats he had to go through since then. In each one of them, jimin felt miserable, he called it hell week.

Now he would have to move in with an alpha, just thinking about it made jimin want to die, it was one of the worst nightmares for an omega, having to live with a strange alpha.

Alphas were all the same, big and intimidating, instinct-driven creatures that can’t control themselves. Alphas think that omegas must serve them as they wish, beings that are always felt like they were the most desired.

Jimin even thought that alphas had a serious biological deficiency that made them brainless.

Jimin didn't know what he would do if Jeon Jungkook was the alpha he thought he was. The omega didn’t sleep well, if Jungkook was a typical alpha Jimin would never sleep ever again.

suddenly his breathing started to get shorter, damn it, he was hyperventilating and his heartbeat got extremely fast, his legs started to tingle and he tried to breathe deeply, but he couldn't, his lungs were burning. jimin put his hands protectively around his neck, his throat looked like it was going to close at any moment.

Then tears came, only that this time much stronger and Jimin wanted to scream and run away somewhere far away. He put his hand on his chest, it was hurting and Jimin considered he could be about to have a heart attack, but he well knew that he couldn’t flee and also he had no heart problems.

Jimin had had several cases like that, the omega was having a panic attack. he put his hands on his head, it was hurting a lot, more than it normally would be if he were just crying.

he knew he wouldn't be able to handle this case alone, so he took out his cell phone and called his friend. despite being an alpha Taehyung had a brain and respected Jimin.

"Hello? Said Taehyung

"Taetae ... I ... I" Jimin couldn't speak, he lacked air and he sobbed convulsively.

"Jiminie ?!" The friend shouted “What happened? Why are you crying?"

"I ... I ... panic ... out of breath" said Jimin feeling dizzy

“Alright, alright” Said Taehyung “hold on a little bit, I'm coming”

Jimin tried to go to bed, he thought it was better to lie down, since standing up felt like he was going to pass out at any moment. he put his hand on his stomach, his stomach felt strange, as if it were as revolted as the omega itself.

But he couldn't get to the bed, purple dots danced in front of his eyes and he felt his body extremely weak. Jimin threw himself on the floor before his body did it alone. so he just laid there, crying and trying to breathe. he could not say how much time had passed, it could have been only a few minutes, as well as it could have been hours.

But at some point, Jimin felt that he was being lifted by big, warm hands, unlike him, who was feeling small and very cold. Jimin opened his eyes and saw that his friend was there, looking at him very worried. Taehyung was there, sitting on the floor with Jimin on his lap, hugging him as tightly as he could, as if that could glue back the shards Jimin was. his friend smelled like sea breeze, which reminded Jimin of his home and soothed him like magic.

“everything’s going to be fine, Jiminie” Said Taehyung quietly so as not to scare the omega even more “I’m here, you are not alone, everything will be fine”

"Tae ... I ... I" Jimin wanted to say what he was feeling so badly, but his voice was shaking too much, and the sobs were uncontrollable.

“I know, I know, Jiminie. You don’t have to say” Said Taehyung swinging Jimin as he would do to a baby

Jimin was immensely grateful for his friend to understand him without him having to say anything, so he just continued in his friend's arms, putting everything out and trying to calm down.

If he had had a panic attack just from thinking about living with Jungkook, Jimin didn't even want to know what would happen when he was actually living with him.