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Taehyung rubs his cheeks insistently all over Jimin’s neck, face and chest. They’re sitting on their bed, because although they’re not actually together they’ve been with each other for so long that things like sharing a bed just feel natural.
A pile of clean laundry sits at the foot of it. Taehyung had been folding it when Jimin came home from working on a project in the library all day, smelling like his classmates. Then the task of folding had become meaningless— and he’s already accidentally kicked to the ground a couple of shirts in his haste— compared to the urgency of drenching his best friend in his scent.
“And Jungkook says it’s nice,” Jimin says but truth be told Taehyung hasn’t been paying much attention to the conversation.
“What is?” He hums, pressing a kiss to one of Jimin’s collarbones, pulling the collar of his shirt down just slightly.
“That we scent each other so much,” Jimin says. He’s panting, overwhelmed from the affection, as he tends to be when Taehyung gets this thorough. His heart is beating out of his chest, and he can’t help the smile that pulls on the corners of his lips.
“Put my sweater on,” he’d told Jungkook earlier, pushing said clothing to his chest. The younger alpha had looked at him with confusion but he obeyed regardless. “It’ll drive Tae crazy.”
Jimin didn’t do it to be mean, he’s just as protective of Taehyung if not more, but with his heat creeping closer he can’t help longing for the attention. Taehyung is always so careful with him, so gentle yet passionate and it makes Jimin feel so cherished.
Taehyung is also breathing heavily as he presses open mouthed kisses to Jimin’s neck. He stops suddenly, lips apart, hot breath raising goosebumps over Jimin’s damp skin.
“Tae?” Jimin asks quietly, noticing the scent change in his friend, the sudden overwhelming yearning held back by hesitance. Taehyung shoves him back on the bed. Jimin hits the pillows with a gasp but his friend still doesn’t look at him. Taehyung’s face is still hidden in the crook of the other omega’s neck, taking him in.
“You're gonna be in heat soon,” Taehyung points out and Jimin blushes, like his mischievous plan has been uncovered. Taehyung kisses him once more, his heart beating hard, loud in his ears. He takes a deep breath and without thinking he lets the words slip past his lips. “I love you.”
It’s not the first time he’s said this, they’ve exchanged sweet confessions hundreds of times since they’ve met, but it’s different this time. Taehyung realizes that he means it in a much profound way and judging by the way Jimin’s breath hitches it’s apparent that he can tell.
“Love love?” Jimin asks, nuzzling closer to Taehyung. The other omega doesn’t respond right away. Instead Taehyung sits up again, as if needing a gulp of fresh air to clear up his mind before making his choice.
His eyes don’t leave Jimin’s, his gaze is firm yet filled with adoration. He busies his hands for a moment fixing the pillows and the blankets around Jimin to perfectly and comfortably encompass him.
“I know…” Taehyung says, moving Jimin’s hair away from his face with delicate fingers. “That I’m not the alpha you want,” he continues and Jimin’s brows furrow, a squeal of complaint dies in his throat when Taehyung gives him a pointed look to let him finish. “Jiminie, I know you better than anyone. I know that you’ve always dreamt of being mated and marked and I’m sorry that I can’t be the alpha that you want… the alpha of your dreams. But- but let me be the omega you need, I promise I can be everything that you deserve,” he talks gently despite the urgency in his scent, the longing.
Jimin blinks, a sweet smile takes over his lips and he tilts his head to the side as a sign of submission.
“Please,” he can’t keep the giddiness off his voice as he cranes his neck even further, to appear more willing, more enticing. “I love you,” Jimin whispers, tears gathering in his eyes as Taehyung finally returns his lips to the crook of his neck.
A quiet, delicate moan leaves Jimin’s lips when Taehyung finally bites down on his otherwise unblemished skin. Taehyung savors it, relishes the moment and doesn’t back away until he is sure the mark has taken. Jimin takes his turn then, he nibbles playfully on the skin first before finally biting with the intention of claiming his best friend.
They can feel it right away, as soon as Jimin’s lips part and he falls back on the bed, the bond between them grows stronger. It’s like a lifeline that’s always been there, tying their souls together, but only now has made itself known. Jimin smiles.
“I don’t want an alpha. I’ve always only wanted you,” he says, pressing a kiss to Taehyung’s cheek. Jimin holds his face in his hands and caresses his cheeks lovingly with his thumbs. “You are the love of my life.”
They always go hand in hand, that is no different. Jimin clinging to Taehyung’s side is no different either. Even the stolen kisses to each other’s cheeks aren’t different from before. The only things that change are the marks on their necks and their heavily intertwined scents.
Jimin grips Taehyung’s hand and pulls him closer to kiss his jaw. He scents him lightly before pushing him back.
“You’re gonna be late for class.”
“You’re making me late for class,” Taehyung says, stubbornly standing in place until Jimin lets him kiss his cheek once more. “I promised I’d always be with you.”
Jimin laughs, taking a step back and fixing the strap of his bag over his shoulder.
“It doesn’t count as a broken promise if you’re leaving to get your education.” Taehyung finally turns and leaves Jimin huffs fondly and starts walking in the opposite direction when a pair of arms suddenly wrap around his waist and Taehyung is kissing his cheek once more.
“Last one.”
Taehyung stands in front of Jimin, protecting him from the alpha bully who pushed him to the ground.
“I’ll take care of you omega,” he declares and the alpha kid laughs.
“Omegas can’t protect omegas,” he mocks but by the end of the evening he scrambles home crying and with bite marks on his arm.
“I’ll take care of you,” Taehyung tells Jimin, the delicate young boy with flushed cheeks and soft eyes. “You’ll never have to deal with those idiots again. I’ll always be by your side, okay?”
“Okay.”