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jeongguk’s fingers dug into jimin’s hand, gripping him tightly as he pressed closer.
“gguk, doll, what’s wrong??”
jeongguk’s scent was sour, scared, and jimin stopped and turned to face him.
“jeongguk??”
“i-i’m scared.”
“i can smell that.”
“i want to go home.” he whispered, eyes filling with tears. “alpha, i wanna go home, please.”
immediately, jimin was anxious. “what’s going on?”
jeongguk’s eyes flickered away, and then back to jimin, and the elder caught the movement, twisting to see a couple of alphas staring at jeongguk unashamedly.
except, when jimin listened into the conversation, they weren’t just staring, they were discussing sexual fantasies about jeongguk. about his boyfriend, his omega.
“oh, fuck no.” jimin growled. “doll, i’m so sorry i didn’t notice.”
“please, just tell them off and let’s go home. i want to see alpha.”
jimin nodded, and stormed over to the two alphas.
“what the fuck do you think you’re talking about?”
now, jimin wasn’t very big. he was rather average height and stature of an omega, but his strong alpha scent was impossible to deny.
“what’s it to you?”
“you’re talking about my omega.” he hissed. “did you think i wouldn’t hear you? talking about how you wanted to fuck him until he screamed and cried??”
their eyes widened.
“he’s mine. and even if he wasn’t, it’s still not okay for you to talk about him that way.”
jimin stomped back over to jeongguk, who still looked like he was going to cry, maybe he had already cried a little.
“oh, doll. hyung is sorry.”
jeongguk sniffled and clutched his hand, but jimin picked him up instead, strong arms looping under his legs to pick him up.
jeongguk whined, buried his nose in jimin’s hair.
when they got home, he went straight to hoseok, begging him to scent him.
hoseok did with no problem, jeongguk rubbing his scent on hoseok and vice versa.
hoseok didn’t ask questions about why jeongguk was upset, just cuddled up with him while he floated, hoseok’s scent making him feel safe enough that he felt like he could let go of any responsibilities on his shoulders.
“what happened, little one?” he asked after a long while of just humming and holding him.
jeongguk hummed, feeling sleepy. “some ‘lpha’s talkin’ ‘bout me. hyungie told them off.”
“talking about you, hm?”
“uh-huh. said.. said i was hot. some gross stuff.”
hoseok’s eyes flicked to jimin, who was sitting playing a video game next to them, but still glancing over.
“didn’t hear what all they said, but it must’ve been bad. all i heard was one of them saying that he wanted to fuck him until he was crying.” jimin’s voice was dangerously close to a snarl, his face twisted up and fingers angry on the controller.
“said he wanted to rape me.” jeongguk said, sounding detached.
“what??”
“he said-“
“i heard you, baby.” hoseok said, arms tightening around jeongguk. “i’m so sorry you had to hear that about yourself. i’m so sorry, gguk.”
jeongguk shrugged. “don’t want to think about that. want jinnie-hyung’s jjajangmyeon and mochi and sleep.”
the tension eased slightly at the cuteness, and hoseok hoisted jeongguk up, knowing that the others had come home a few hours ago and sensed that jeongguk needed some space.
he made his way to the living room, and then stood rocking jeongguk back and forth, pressing kisses to his shoulder as he held him.
“hey, how’s it going?” namjoon asked carefully.
jeongguk hummed noncommittally.
“gguk said he wants jjajangmyeon, mochi, and sleep.”
“in that order.” jeongguk mumbled, earning an endeared giggle from jin.
“i think i can do that, darling.”
jeongguk sat on the counter, head resting against a cupboard.
“did you have a bad day, gguk?” yoongi asked, running his hands up jeongguk’s thighs in a soothing manner, but jeongguk pushed his hands away, swallowing hard.
“alpha.” jeongguk mumbled, and immediately hoseok was there, jeongguk burying his face in hoseok’s neck.
for some reason, jeongguk often meant specifically hoseok when he said alpha, even if he did recognize them all as his alphas.
so they all knew something was up, taehyung’s scent rising to an anxious, sour one.
“taehyung, baby, calm down. gguk is okay.” yoongi said, kissing his cheek.
“but he pushed you away, hyung, you.”
jeongguk’s scent grew anxious too. “i- i’m sorry, ‘lpha, i didn’t- i didn’t mean to make you upset-“
“shh, little one, it’s alright. shhh..” hoseok nuzzled into him until his scent weakened, and then turned to face the others. “jeongguk-ah just overheard some really disturbing conversation about him today and he’s feeling upset.”
their expressions all etched into understanding, concern still hidden underneath their expressions.
“did somebody try something?”
“no.” jeongguk shook his head, eyelids drooping, “he just-“
“hey, you don’t need to say it. it’s okay.” seokjin promised, smiling gently when jeongguk shifted uncomfortably.
“he said he wanted to rape me.” jeongguk said, no longer detached and instead sounding rather distressed, his scent rising.
“you’re okay. no one is going to let anything like that happen, little one.” hoseok whispered, gently leading his head into his neck. jeongguk took the opportunity to mouth at his scent gland, needing more comfort.
namjoon’s scent was fucking angry.
“joon, go see jimin.” seokjin ordered, and namjoon complied, not wanted to upset jeongguk.
jeongguk was almost asleep by the time he was finished scenting, a low rumble of a purr rising in his chest.
the next day, jeongguk was feeling a whole lot angry with the comment, rather than feeling upset by it.
so he sought out those guys, knowing that one of his boyfriends would if he didn’t.
he found the one who actually made the comment first, and beat him to a fucking pulp.
he did the same with the other alpha who had talked about him.
when he got home, deciding to forgo classes, no one else was home, doing class or working. he was pretty sure hoseok was at the store.
he curled up in his nest and cried for a long time, picking up his phone when he noticed it was going off.
“oh, thank fuck. baby, where are you??” taehyung asked.
“i’m home.” jeongguk said, nose stuffy and tear tracks still on his cheeks.
“are you crying? gguk, what happened??”
“nothing, hyungie. go ahead and finish your lunch.”
twenty minutes later, taehyung was jumping in his nest with him and then realizing that there was a red mark- which would quickly turn into a bruise- across his face, another one around his neck.
“jeongguk-ah??”
“mh?”
“why the fuck is there a bruise on your neck?”
jeongguk let out a sigh, his face slumping into a frown as he tried (and failed) not to start crying again.
“i beat the shit out of those guys. they had no fucking right to say that and make me feel unsafe on the campus i’ve went to school on for a year and a half, they had no fucking right to make me fear for my safety. i beat the shit out of them.”
“‘m proud. but you’re still hurt.” tae frowned. “come on.”
he led him to the kitchen, getting an ice pack to rest over the big bruise spanning his neck.
taehyung pressed a kiss on the bruise over his cheek, and then one to his lips, startling jeongguk, but he melted into the kiss nonetheless, lips moving slowly against taehyung’s.
“you’re so fucking amazing, jeongguk.” taehyung said. “i’m proud of you.”
jeongguk’s scent moved to something a little sweeter, happy. “alpha.” he hummed, nudging his nose against taehyung’s neck.
“oh, honey, do you need-“ taehyung let out some pheromones, making jeongguk relax, headspace taking over so that he didn’t have to think anymore. “there we go, angel.”
jeongguk ended up sleepily hugging tae, whining because his cheek hurt. taehyung held the ice pack against it, and jeongguk sighed, eyes slipping closed.
“hyungie, can we watch a movie?”
“yeah, angel, that’s okay. go pick one, hm? hyung will get you some more mochi.”
mochi was jeongguk’s comfort food, and he often requested it when he wasn’t feeling so great. it wasn’t hard to make, and there were still a few left from the night before.
jeongguk was putting the movie on when he came in, having picked iron man three. soon, they were curled up, jeongguk’s head in tae’s lap, his own body curled around a big bowl of mochi, the little balls of pink strawberry.
taehyung was petting his hair, stealing a bite every once in a while.
when the others got home, there was clear relief in their scents.
“i went looking for a certain two alphas today.” jimin said, examining jeongguk’s bruised knuckles. “imagine my surprise, when i found them both in the nurses office, beaten to shit.”
jeongguk pouted. “they deserved it. made me upset.”
“they did deserve it.”
“i’m worth more than that.” he said through a mouthful of mochi.
jimin giggled, plopping a kiss onto his nose, “i’m glad you know that, doll.”