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Yoongi was so tired.
He was tired of not being able to do most things on his own, he was tired of not being seen as a person.
“We’ve been over this already, Yoongi” Said Jimin while still looking down at his phone “It is too dangerous for omegas like you to be outside. Why don’t you go and burrow in your nest for a little while? Doesn’t that sound good sweetie?”
Yoongi felt his blood boiling. Ever since he was abducted from his little hiding place a month ago and sold off to a pack of 5 alphas, his life has become a nightmare.
“I think I want you to fuck off and let me go outside, alpha” Gritted Yoongi through his teeth, getting ready to tell off the idiotic alpha for the millionth time that week.
Jimin frowned, finally looking up from his phone “ Sweetheart, we’ve talked about this. We know you are scared and miss your… nest” he said the word with a face of disgust “but you cannot talk to your alphas like that”
Yoongi felt a pang of grief at the mention of his previous nest. Because as small and dirty as it used to be, it was still his. Even on the days he felt as though he could not get up with how bad his body hurt from the use and abuse he put it through, he still found comfort in his two pillows, tattered yellow blanket, and tangerine plushie.
Before Yoongi could answer, he heard another one of his tormentors come down the stairs of the two-story mansion.
“What’s going on my darlings? Is our little one upset?” said Kim Seokjin, who Yoongi was almost certain he had seen before somewhere “Do we need to take him to the nest, Jimin?”
“I think our little one is still scared from the rescue mission. he refuses to go to his nest, though”
Seokjin walked quickly towards Yoongi, making him flinch and take a couple of steps back in hopes of putting as much space between them. This did not deter the alpha, who came up to him and picked him up and put him on his hip as if he was a small child. Yoongi kicked and screamed for the alpha to put him down, but he only got an endeared giggle from both alphas. As he was being moved he realized he was being taken to what his tormentors liked to call his new nesting room. Now, don’t get Yoongi wrong, he could see how the room was any omega’s dream, with a plush carpet on the floor, pastel yellow walls, unlimited pillows and the softest looking blankets he has come across (he wouldn’t know for sure though, he refused to use anything those sick alphas bought for him) the room ought to be a safe place. Not for him though, he only wanted to go back to his small and cozy little nest and be left to his own devices like the adult he was.
Without realizing it, his scent had soured considerably, alerting the two alphas of his inner turmoil.
“What’s wrong little one?” Cooed Jin looking down at him “Do you want alphas to be with you in your nest?”
Yoongi paled at the prospect. “Absolutely not, I just want you to leave me the fuck alone!” he found himself getting more agitated the closer they got to the nesting room.
The room itself was huge, bigger than Yoongi thought was necessary or practical. It was on the first floor of the mansion, and one of its walls was made entirely of glass. Bulletproof glass. Yoongi had to find that out the wrong way when he had tried to break the glass and make a run for it.
“That is fine sweetheart, none of your alphas are going to enter your nest without your permission” Said Jimin, appalled as if the thought of entering the nest while not having Yoongi’s explicit permission pained him. Which was funny, considering he and his… mates had no problem tearing down Yoongi’s previous nest, his nest. “We just want to make you happy and comfortable…”
Yoongi tuned him out as he was finally put down on the plush carpet of the nesting room. He didn’t bother listening to what the two alphas were saying, more focused on getting to the farthest corner of the room. As he curled up into a ball in the corner, he couldn’t help but think about how he was so unlucky to end up here.