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“Jimin-ah”
Jimin looks over to Mr. Lee; his employer, who seem to be in a rush.
“I need to go home for an emergency so we will be closing the shop early today”
Jimin nodded. “Sure Mr. lee, is everything ok?”
“I hope so. My wife called me and ask me to hurry home, you can take the leftover bread and there is also a cake leftover which will go stale by morning, you can take it if you want”
Jimin beamed. Cake! “Thankyou Mr. lee, don't worry, I'll clean up and close the shop.”
“Thank you Jimin-ah, what will I do without you” Mr. lee smiled fondly “I’ll see you tomorrow alright”. He waved and left the store in a hurry.
Jimin waved back, he was worried. ‘I hope everything’s ok’, he mumbles to himself in the empty bakery.
Jimin has been working for Mr. lee as his helper in his bakery for over 2 years now, Mr. lee is a 60-year-old beta man with a nuclear family instead of a pack. he lives with his beta wife and he once mentioned he had two daughters who were also betas and much older than Jimin.
Jimin, although he has never seen Mr. Lee’s family; loves the peaceful life that Mr. Lee casually talks about, he wishes he could have that too.
He sighs.
Getting a job as an extra hand for Mr. Lee have been one of Jimin’s greatest blessing. although the pay is less (Mr. Lee said it from the beginning he can’t pay him much as it’s a very small business), he gets to take over any leftover after the store closes and that is more than enough for Jimin and besides he gets a cake today, he is excited to take it to his small family.
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The alley is dark and narrow, there is garbage and rubbish littered around the area, the smell of sewage heavy in the air. It is a run-down neighborhood tucked away in the bottom of Seoul; away from its wealthy, affluent counterpart. Jimin tucks himself further into his scarf holding tightly onto his precious loot. it is only 5’o clock in the evening but this place is always cold and damp as there is very little sunlight that hits this area. He goes deeper into a narrow passage between two apartment complex and climbs up a small stair and knocks on the door.
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
Three times. No response.
“One- papa bear,
One- mama bird,
And one-baby bun”~ Jimin hums.
Click.
A small creak on the door and two doe eyes stares back at Jimin before the owner of the said eyes lunges at him.
“Hyung! Jimin Hyung you came early today.”
The apartment is just one room with a bathroom attached. On one corner is a large mattress fit for three people; surrounded by blankets, their nest. they have a wooden rack where they hang their clothes and a counter as a makeshift kitchen, on the other side they have a couch facing the T.V, Jimin got the couch cheap while he was thrifting for winter clothes.
This apartment initially was rented by Taehyung, their mate. The landlady is a nice, elderly woman in her 70. Even when they are behind on rent, she never asks for interest and always make sure to give them ample time to be able to pay rent. Sometimes when she sees Taehyung and Jimin outside the apartment she calls them inside her apartment and send them off with cookies and homemade curry. ‘its such a pleasure to see such good-looking young boys together in my compound’ she would say, and Taehyung and Jimin could only blush at those words.
She has never met their baby though; their baby Jungkook who was currently wrapping himself on Jimin like a baby octopus. If she comes to their room when Jungkook is alone, he wouldn’t open the door. Not like they don’t trust her, but they have worked so hard to finally settle down, they couldn’t risk anything.
Afterall, no one knew Jimin and Taehyung were two omegas living with their omega pup.
Jimin scooted them inside and dropped his bags carefully on the floor and cupped Jungkook’s face giving him a noisy kiss on his forehead.
“Mwah, and I even have a surprise for you baby.”
“YAAYY! What is it? What is it?”. His baby was jumping in circles around him.
“TADA.” Jimin lifted the cover of the box with the cake on it.
“CAKE! I love cakes!” Jungkook let out a giggle and sat down on the floor.
God, did Jimin love Jungkook’s voice; his laugh even more. His laugh was magic and Jimin firmly believed that. Jimin could be having the worst day of his life but one glance at his little baby and all his problems felt small.
“Do you want me to cut it for you?” Jimin asked as he brushed few strains of Jungkook’s hair behind his ear.
Jungkook shook his head. “Tae- with Taehyung Hyung, I want to eat it together.”
Jimin smiled. He knew Jungkook would say that, Jungkook loves to eat and he loves food but he always wants to eat together.
“Baby, just one slice won’t hurt anyone I promise. Open up.” Jimin says as he cuts the cake and offers it.
Jungkook did not even bother taking it from Jimin hand and bites on the cake like a little kitten, he always prefers to be hand-fed by his Hyungs.
“Hyung!”. Jungkook’s eyes widens. “It’s so good!”
“I’m glad you like it baby. The bakery closed early today because Mr. Lee had an emergency so he said I can take the leftover cake home.”
“Mr. Lee makes the best cakes! Tell him I said thankyou.” Jungkook spoke with his mouth full.
Jimin feels a pang.
Mr. Lee doesn’t know about Jungkook- no one does. Mr. Lee only know that Jimin lives with his ‘beta’ mate Taehyung.
“Of course, bunny, I will.” He replies softly.
They spend the rest of the day doing small chores around their small apartment, Jimin cleans the house while Jungkook helps him hang the laundry outside. he asks Jungkook to come to the bathroom and Jungkook groans and mumble something about not being a baby anymore, Not like Jungkook is not capable to bath himself but Jimin is home early and he hardly gets the chance to bath his baby so screw him, they take a bath together.
Later Jimin goes to the kitchen and prepares rice and potato soup for dinner while Jungkook sits on the floor clutching his bunny doll ‘cooky’ under his chin, he is drawing on a notebook with a very short pencil. Jimin makes a mental note to get new supplies for Jungkook tomorrow on his way home.
They hear footsteps outside.
Three knocks on the door.
Jimin looks at his phone, its almost 7, it must be Taehyung. Jungkook is vibrating on the floor where he sat, looking at the door and back to Jimin with a wide smile on his face but still he scoots behind the kitchen counter and wait for Jimin to answer the door.
Jungkook have always been so obedient, it pains Jimin to see how normal this level of caution has become in their house, but they can never be too careful when it concerns Jungkook.
“one-papa bear
One-”
Jimin opens the door.
Taehyung blinks. “You are home?”
Jimin moves to the side indicating Taehyung to come inside “yep, Mr. Lee had an emergency, we had to close the shop early.”
“Taehyung Hyung! Welcome home.” Jungkook crawls out of his hiding place and leaps onto him.
Taehyung catches him and lifts Jungkook up supporting his hands on his bum. “Jungkookie, I’m home!”
Jimin smiles. He is not jealous that Taehyung can just lift Jungkook up and he can’t. Nope, not jealous at all.
Taehyung doesn’t have a fixed job per se, he does labor work for anyone taking him up for the job. He is currently working in a construction site in contract, so he has built up some muscles in his arms even though his body is still very lean and slim.
They are a trio omega pack (or family, because it cannot be a pack without an alpha). Jimin and Taehyung spend a lot of money on scent blockers and tries their best to not seem timid or soft from their appearance, not that it was too hard to do that. Taehyung naturally had a very intimidating appearance while Jimin does his best to keep a very unassuming plain look. They are both working as betas.
Betas are the most common sub-gender at 55%, followed by alphas at 35% , and the minority omega at only 10% of the total population. it was not always this bad but apparently with every new decade the omega population seems to be at a decline (scientist says something about survival of the fittest and the dominant gene taking out the weak).
Omegas- Regardless of the main gender are all fertile. omega presentation is rare but a child born from an omega has higher chance to birth another omega (Which is also why omegas that refuse or don’t want to conceive- cues to our omegas- are often encouraged to change their mind). Rape of an omega is very much illegal in paper but Jimin knows not to put his faith in any legal system. Omegas were once upon a time a must for any pack, a pack without omegas was often termed as a pack without a soul. But in this current generation only the rich and wealthy pack would afford to house an omega since if a family discovers one of their children to be an omega they are often sought after by alphas who can afford a large dowry, the other options are omega protection centers or omega rehabilitation center where again, the alphas pay a huge amount of money as ‘donation’ to the Centre.
Nothing but items for auction. Jimin thinks bitterly.
It is very rare for packs to meet an omega organically in the streets or in a club like how alphas and betas usually meet and form a pack, if there is an omega outside 99% chance they are already in a pack and said packmate are nearby since omega trafficking is sadly very common.
Hence why omegas now rarely work or get a chance to work, especially in a labor heavy field like Taehyung’s. if the authority finds out how ‘mistreated’ the omega is by working for a living they will put the omega in a protection Centre.
“Alright, go take a bath now Tae, and we will have dinner together.”
“you cooked?”
Jimin nods. “shouldn’t you take this opportunity to ask me ‘bath, dinner or me?”’ Taehyung gives Jimin a sly grin, Jungkook giggles while holding onto Taehyung and Jimin rolls his eyes.
“go take a bath, you are stinking up the house” Taehyung does smell like cement and dust.
“Alright, alright, did you bath Jungkook-ah?” “-not a baby!” “yes, I have.” Jungkook fakes an exasperated huff. Taehyung pinches his cheek.
“No wonder you smell so good today, when you bath yourself you take 2 minutes, I can hardly see any difference when you are out.”
Jungkook groans loudly swinging his arms in the air and slides out from Taehyung’s arm and bleeps his tongue at him. “Not a baby, I can take care of myself.”
Jimin and Taehyung just lets out a hearty laugh at the absolute display of maturity.
“of course baby, you are a grown up now” Jimin giggles.
“My baby kookie is growing too big for the nest whatever shall I do.” Taehyung lets out an exaggerated sigh.
Jungkook is 16 now. They met Jungkook when he was 13. He was and is still a baby as far as they’re concerned.
Jungkook giggles but stops himself midway and narrows his eyes to make himself look irritated but lets out another laugh squinting his eyes, this time a fully belly laugh.
And again- that laugh is magical.
Immediately Taehyung grinned a wide boxy smile and Jimin clapped him hand over his mouth hiding his smile. It really didn’t matter how shitty their day might have been, the world outside their small house is cruel, the people they meet on the road look down on them on a regular basis, they are constantly on edge hoping that their cover is not blown, they are running from their past while constantly worried for the future but in the present- right now, here with just the three of them they feel like they are the richest person alive, they have everything they will ever need right here, there was not a single thing they want. They just want this moment to be forever, their peace to be forever.
Jimin pulled them for a tight hug. Choking out a surprised gasp from Taehyung and a fit of giggles from Jungkook, he held them tightly. Jimin have long stopped believing on a God, but if there is a God out there Jimin is thankful to them for giving him this moment.
Because right now,
There was not a single thing they want.
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“No luck again?”
Seokjin sighs. “nope.” He says with a pop on the P.
His mate- Hoseok, is wearing his sweater (which immediately lifts his mood slightly) with a blanket wrapped around his waist, he is sitting with his legs crossed on the circular couch in their main hall.
“oh well, there is always tomorrow.” He says lightly- but Jin knows its sarcasm.
Seokjin flops on the space beside him with a slow exasperated exhale.
Yoongi- his other mate follows behind “well I’m sorry I don’t want a random person integrating in our pack just like that.”
Just behind him Namjoon- also his mate- follows hurriedly “no one is blaming you Yoongi Hyung, we all understand this is a very important decision.”
They were all sitting around the couch now. Silently pondering- lost in their own thought.
They went to another district in a brand-new omega housing Centre to look for an omega that fits perfectly for all 4 of them, all 4 alphas. This is their 9th omega housing Centre excluding the omega day care, omega sorority house and rehab Centre for troubled omegas all in 3 different districts. They were even offered by affluent families their precious unmated omegas; Yoongi did not even go to see them.
The four of them had been friends even before some presented themselves. Namjoon, Yoongi, and Hoseok were childhood friends, while Seokjin became acquainted with the trio through their families. Namjoon and Hoseok came from upper-class backgrounds, while Seokjin’s family was distinctly aristocratic. Each of their families belonged to separate, highly respected packs, but the group decided to move out of their parents’ homes and now live together as packmates.
Hoseok went to medical school pressured by his parents and per his family tradition. he is the co-founder of Seoul’s hope hospital (co-founded with Seokjin). although he never really put his medical degree to use as he joined Namjoon and Yoongi to opened a music label instead, Yoongi opting to be a producer, Hoseok joined as a choreographer, the music label also started with a large fund from Seokjin. safe to say Jin is just happy to be co-managing for his boyfriends.
By their twenties, they have achieved success individually in their own fields and fast-forward today they are one of the most famed and celebrated packs in south Korea even with a measly number of 4 members.
They decided they want to expand their pack with maybe more betas or an omega. So after not so light pressure from their respective parents, their coworkers, their absolutely not snobbish socialite friends, and literally everyone else when they go to pack parties and social event- they decided to finally be open for new pack members in their pack.
The beta part wasn’t an issue. If they meet someone they are interested in they can slowly integrate them into the pack, if they don’t find anyone— not an issue either because with the amount of mother Henning Seokjin does for his packmates, one often question if he really is an alpha or a beta.
The omega part however— not like they were desperate for one like how most high-standing packs are. But they all agreed that maybe if they come across a nice omega, it will do good for their pack.
‘Omegas are often mistreated; we can set an example,’ said Namjoon.
‘Omegas are so cute; I want to be able to spoil one.’ Said Hoseok.
And Seokjin, might just have been the most excited to get a new packmate.
‘I definitely wont mind having a little one to be able to dot on after you big bad alphas keep on rejecting my kisses.’ Seokjin said. The younger rolled their eyes, their oldest Hyung was being dramatic again.
Packmates relationship are not always sexual, and they were open to whichever preference their new omega packmate chooses. But Seokjin hopes that the omega won’t mind being pampered and spoilied. he even dared to hope they would be a little troublemaking brat, he had used his free time to write a list of house rules for the omega and he doesn’t mind discipling a little one, with love of course, Seokjin will never let his packmate feel out of love.
So evidently Seokjin was excited.
‘We will see,’ Yoongi said.
And see they did.
If seeing omega centers were a speedrun they nailed it.
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Back to the present—
They were back from another omega center which this time Hoseok opted out from saying he had work and that he is ok with any decision that would arise from the trip.
Nothing came of it.
“What are you looking for Yoongi-ah” Jin asked.
Yoongi has been so meticulous on picking an omega.
Hoseok loved every single omega they have encountered; he sits with them and talks so gently. you could even see most omegas melt in his presence.
Namjoon had a soft spot for omegas in general. as soon as he hears the staff tell them about the tragic past of an omega, he is immediately taking out his wallet to do something- anything with his money to help the omegas out there. It never felt right to him that the omegas had to live this way just because of mere presentation. Namjoon understood omegas best, his mother was an omega after all.
Seokjin, as much as he too wants an omega, for him his present mates comes first before he risks it all for a mysterious future mate. He is willing to let his mates choose the omega they want before he gets to have his say. He knows he will have the last say. althought Namjoon is the pack alpha he is the oldest member in the pack Afterall.
Except, that chance never came.
Yoongi shrugs and responds “A spark, a rush… anything really.”
And Jin knows what he means. The 4 of them doesn’t lack anything. it’s always been them together as childhood friends and now as mates. They are a stable pack despite what people might think of a four alpha pack, and why try to fix something not broken anyway.
He had questioned before whether they should stop searching for an omega to house.
But an Alpha’s instincts always urge them to spoil and provide for their packmates—said packmate to receive the blunt of their affection is usually an omega.
Jin for the most part didn’t think it to be an issue in their pack, they always made sure to look out for each other. They know what lines not to cross (which aren’t many really, all four of them are as docile as puppies when it comes to their mates), they love to receive love in the form of domination or possessiveness, it never hurt their non-existent alpha ego when one of their mates winds their arm around their waist or growl at a stranger looking too comfortable around their mate.
Still it was agreed upon that they will give adopting an omega a chance,
“it doesn’t feel right, picking an omega like they are property” Namjoon argued. Jin tried to comfort Namjoon by saying whatever omega they pick; they will give them only the best and never make them feel any lesser.
“I don’t want the omega to be miserable alone with 4 alphas, we don’t even have a beta with us.” Betas are usually the junction between the omegas and alphas of the pack so Jin understands where Hobi is coming from. He was ready to pull some strings and maybe get two omegas from the Centre to fill in that gap.
Unfortunately, It didn’t reach that point because his lovely, but extremely confusing mate Yoongi was extra grumpy on omegas Centers.
And don’t get it wrong—Yoongi was no less compassionate than his other mates, you could smell the distress in Yoongi’s scent rather than on his expression when he sees the state of the omegas. Even still, he did not give the ‘ok’ to his mates.
“he doesn’t feel right.” “no, no-.” “I don’t think he wants to come with us-“ Yoongi gave one reason or another.
And then today- Yoongi let out a growl, Jin is pretty sure it was out of frustration on himself and not directed towards the omegas, but the staff was horrified to hear that and ushered them out immediately.
And now after a month of looking for an omega they are around the same sitting area where they agreed a month ago that they will get an omega.
“I am sorry Hyung, Hoba, Joonie.” Yoongi spoke first breaking the long silence.
“No.” The three of them said in unison, almost cartoonishly.
Hoseok spoke first- “Yoongi Hyung please don’t apologize for this, if anything we are glad at least one amongst us isn’t folding like wet paper next to those adorable omegas.”
Seokjin snickers.
“Hoba, are you referring to me?” Namjoon asks with clear amusement in his tone.
“if I were, it will be the pot calling the kettle black.” Hoseok replies in the same playful tone.
“don’t lump me with the likes of both of you, you both gave the omegas Centre millions of Won with no omega to show for.” Jin reminded.
“augh! Those staffs are really crafty.” Namjoon Groaned.
“As we were leaving, the receptionist said the omega that we were talking with a few minutes ago is upset that we left without him so I had no options but to dump cash hoping that he will not cry before we leave.” Hoseok recalls one of their previous endeavors.
Yoongi chuckled at that. “He was cute thought”. He said softly almost to himself.
See this is the issue, its not like Yoongi didn’t find the omegas appealing, he did. if Seokjin had to guess the reason why Yoongi mostly sat outside was because he didn’t want to see the poor abandoned omegas and also the reason Yoongi most likely let out that growl today, his frustration with the situation.
The staff immediately asked him to leave the Centre (saying aggressive alphas with a bad tempter were an absolute no deal), if only they knew the Yoongi they knew.
Unlike the others, Yoongi wasn’t born with a silver spoon or into an upper-class family. He worked hard for his success, and while it might seem now like he has all the money and fame he could want, his childhood was far from easy. Left to fend for himself by his parents, Yoongi grew up on his own. When the trio discovered his situation, they immediately reached out to him. It took some time, but once Yoongi realized they weren’t going to leave him alone, he became more confident in leaning on them for help.
“yoongi-ah, baby?,” Jin scooted over to him, brushed his bangs with his fingertip and kissed softly on his temple. “tell me what are you thinking, what do you want?”
Yoongi looked at him, his eyes were literally saying ‘im sorry Hyung’ and Jin couldn’t have that.
“Hoba, Joon-ah, come here.” Jin slinged his arm over Yoongi and motioned for the other two mates to join them.
They were now all in a circular cuddle pile cover with Hoseok’s blanket.
“This pack of 4 ridiculously ‘ferocious’ alphas is the most important thing to me” Jin says as he wraps his arm around Yoongi and Hoseok.
The younger three chuckled. they might have some moments but they were nowhere as ill-tempered as most alphas.
“I like this, I like it like this, just us very ferocious alphas cuddling” Namjoon spoke out from beneath the blanket, he was leaning his head on Yoongi’s shoulder, he slightly brushed his nose on Yoongi’s neck which had their mating bond, right now he didn’t quite look like the infamous pack alpha of Bangtan. “everything I ever wanted is right here with me.” Namjoon concluded softly.
Hoseok was running his finger leisurely over Namjoon’s hair. He always had such a fond expression when he looked at his mates.
“Joon-ah is right Yoongi hyung, omega or no omega this right here- we are already perfect.” Hoseok said
Yoongi looked like he wanted to say something, but he only chocked on his words and let out a broken whimper. So much for the ‘aggressive’ alpha the omega Centre staff made him out to be.
“I’m sorry I’m selfish, I- to be able to have a pack- to be mates with the three of you already feels like a dream, I think- I think I just wanted this to last longer.” Yoongi said “Jin hyung” Yoongi looks at him, “you asked me what do I want…. I just want this, that’s all.” Yoongi intertwines his fingers with him and grips it firmly.
Jin looked at them. His babies, his mates.
yes.
There was not a single thing they want.