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They had been tired to the bone, exhaustion coiling every muscle tight with each step they took towards the room. Jeongguk’s car arrived first, slipping into the basement parking lot far away from the relentless flashes and cameras waiting outside their hotel. He turned in his seat and gently nudged Hoseok awake, smiling softly when the older alpha blinked at him with sleepy confusion.
“Already?”
Jeongguk only nodded as they climbed out slowly, both stretching aching limbs while Hoseok muttered a tired goodnight before disappearing towards his room, clearly intent on collapsing into bed the second he could. One final show remained, but for tonight, everyone looked ready to fall apart and re-energize themselves for the last concert. Jeongguk leaned against the car, tongue absently pressing against his lip rings as he waited for the other two vehicles to arrive. His wolf paced restlessly beneath his skin, anxious to have his omega in his arms already.
The second the remaining cars pulled in, he straightened immediately, eyes searching for the sight of blonde hair. Members stepped out one by one, but Jeongguk barely registered anyone except Jimin. The omega emerged last, visibly drained, and Jeongguk was already there. His hand slid around Jimin’s waist, pulling him close just as the omega sagged straight into his chest with a soft exhale, instantly relaxing.
“He looked kinda out of it”
Jin commented quietly while ruffling Jimin’s hair before giving Jeongguk a knowing pat on the shoulder and walking off with the others. Jeongguk glanced down at his boyfriend, a wave of concern tightening his chest.
“Hyung… you wanna eat something?”
“I guess? Ugh… I am hungry, but I feel dead on my feet”
Jimin’s answer made Jeongguk’s wolf whine softly inside him. He guided the omega carefully towards the elevator, fingers slipping beneath the sleeve to remove the scent blocker wrapped around his wrist. The familiar scent of sweet lavender bloomed instantly around them, soothing something restless inside Jeongguk even as worry continued clawing at his chest.
By the time they reached the room, Jimin was practically leaning his entire weight against him. Jeongguk shut the door behind them with a soft thud before helping his boyfriend onto the bed. He dropped to his knees between Jimin’s legs, palms settling gently over thighs as he looked up at him with wide, worried doe eyes. Jimin’s skin was warmer than usual. It was not alarming, given the omega had always been warm. Jeongguk carefully brushed messy strands away from his face, fingertips unbearably tender.
“Was it too much today?”
Jimin shook his head and leaned into the touch immediately, eyes fluttering halfway shut as he breathed in the grounding scent of sandalwood.
“The pup’s fine. No discomfort or anything. My throat just feels… stiff. Kinda rough”
Jeongguk’s relief lasted barely a second before dread replaced it. A sore throat, and he knew exactly where this was heading by morning. All of them had experienced this hundreds of times, and it was a miracle they stayed intact for this long. Jimin groaned softly and collapsed backwards onto the mattress, fully surrendering to the comfort of the bed. The sight tugged a helpless little laugh out of Jeongguk despite the situation. The omega was just way too adorable, and he loved him painfully. He climbed onto the bed beside him and pressed a lingering kiss against Jimin’s cheek before gently pulling him upright.
“Gguk… what are you doing?”
“Taking care of you? So just sit there and look pretty for me”
Jimin didn’t have any argument left and just nodded, letting the alpha do whatever he wanted. Jeongguk carefully untangled the braids, fingers way too gentle as he worked through every strand. The braids looked beautiful with little silver cuffs, but his omega was tense beneath his hands, exhaustion sitting heavily in every muscle. He poured soothing eucalyptus oil into his palms before working it carefully into Jimin’s scalp.
The reaction was immediate.
A soft moan slipped from Jimin’s lips as his entire body melted backwards against Jeongguk’s chest, the scent of lavender sweetening in the air. The alpha smiled faintly and continued massaging slow circles into his scalp, thumbs pressing against sore spots until the tension slowly began leaving Jimin’s body piece by piece. The omega practically melted against him, one hand instinctively drifting to cradle the barely visible swell of his stomach while a small, sleepy smile curved onto his face. The sight hit Jeongguk straight in the chest, jostling his already pacing wolf and filling it with pride.
Moments like this always hit him the hardest. The quiet domestic ones where Jimin stayed warm and safe in his arms while carrying their pup. His wolf practically purred in contentment as Jeongguk continued working the oil through soft, blonde hair, fingers devoted in a way reserved just for Jimin.
“Keep doing that… and I’m gonna fall asleep”
Jimin mumbled drowsily, and Jeongguk laughed under his breath as he wrapped his arms loosely around the omega’s neck, pressing kisses against his shoulder and cheek.
“That’s okay, Hyung… I’ll take care of everything else. Get your beauty sleep”
Jimin hummed quietly, already half-asleep as he shifted closer to settle comfortably against Jeongguk’s chest and within minutes, the omega’s breathing evened out completely. Still holding him carefully, Jeongguk continued brushing soothing fingers through his hair long after Jimin had fallen asleep, letting the oils ease away the exhaustion while his own heart softened painfully at the weight of the omega resting trustingly against him. He brushed the hair after a good thirty minutes of massage before pulling it into a ponytail, a soft smile stretching his lips.
His mate. Their pup. His entire world curled quietly in his arms.
˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱‧₊˚
Jeongguk wasn’t some kind of superhero immune to exhaustion. After spending nearly an hour fussing over Jimin the previous night, washing him up gently when the omega got too sleepy to do it himself, rubbing soothing oils into his scalp, the alpha had eventually showered too before crawling into bed and wrapping himself around Jimin like a koala. Sleep dragged him under almost instantly, and by the time his alarm rang the next morning, the room was still dark, no sunlight filtering through the curtains yet.
Jeongguk groaned into the pillow, blindly reaching for the warm body curled beside him, only for his hands to meet cold sheets instead, making his eyes snap open.
“Jimin?”
The bed was empty, and every trace of sleep vanished from his body in seconds. A frown settled onto his face as he shoved the blankets away and stumbled toward the bathroom, heart already beginning to race at the omega’s absence. Jimin had looked exhausted beyond belief last night, and there was no way he should’ve been awake this early. The bathroom door stood half-open, and there Jimin was looking pale and completely drained. The omega sat slumped on the floor beside the sink, one hand weakly gripping the marble counter while the other held onto a bottle of mouth freshener. He had clearly just been sick, eyes watery and nose pink as he rinsed his mouth clean with shaky hands.
Jeongguk’s wolf practically lost its mind.
“Baby…”
He was beside Jimin in seconds, crouching down and immediately pulling the omega against his chest by the waist while Jimin continued gulping down water between uneven breaths. Jeongguk could connect the dots easily enough, seven weeks into pregnancy, and morning sickness. Apparently, the universe decided to make everything worse by throwing a cold and sore throat into the mix, too. Last week, they had all been relieved when Jimin admitted he hadn’t experienced any nausea yet. Clearly, they had celebrated too early.
“Sweetheart…”
Jeongguk murmured, rubbing a hand up and down Jimin’s back. The omega only sighed tiredly and pressed closer, silently asking for the scent, and Jeongguk immediately buried his nose against the omega’s neck, letting sandalwood wrap around them both as he soothed his distressed boyfriend with their pup the way instinct demanded. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he was already making a mental note to call the doctor again.
Just one more concert and then two full weeks of rest.
“My throat burns. And I think I caught a cold”
Jimin mumbled hoarsely once he caught his breath, and Jeongguk’s face crumpled instantly.
“Why didn’t you wake me up?”
That earned the alpha a flat look. Jimin weakly smacked his chest before slowly pulling away to stand up, though he swayed dangerously enough for Jeongguk to grab his waist again immediately.
“You think I’d let you sleep if I were dying?”
Jimin rasped in a sarcastic tone, and Jeongguk looked horrified.
“Did I seriously not wake up? Oh my god. Fuck! I slept like a log while you suffered alone?”
The guilt in his voice was so genuine that Jimin actually laughed despite how miserable he felt.
“No, silly! I didn’t even try waking you up. I got up to pee and then the nausea hit me. Nothing unusual. Don’t fret, Jeongguk-ah”
Jeongguk still looked devastated, and his wolf had already curled up somewhere deep inside him in shame. Jimin rolled his eyes fondly and shuffled toward the sink again to wash his face while the alpha hovered behind him anxiously like an overgrown guard dog, and he still didn’t move when Jimin announced he would take a nice, long shower.
“Watch your step, okay? The tiles are kinda slippery”
“Should I wash you instead?”
“Don’t scrub too hard and exhaust yourself, okay?”
“Jeongguk!”
Jimin groaned, voice scratchy with exhaustion as he stepped out of the shower.
“If you ask me one more question, I’m divorcing you!!!”
“You can’t divorce me. We’re soulmates and not yet mates!”
That actually pulled another tired laugh from Jimin. Unfortunately, the omega still looked awful. His movements were sluggish and heavy as they slowly got ready for the day, fatigue clinging stubbornly to his skin. Jeongguk practically did everything except breathe for him, and his chest tightened painfully whenever Jimin clutched his belly on instinct as he coughed.
The alpha picked out the most comfortable clothes, brushed Jimin’s hair back gently while murmuring about how pretty he looked because the long hair looked way too gorgeous, made him sit down while he prepared warm tea with honey for the sore throat, and also held the toothbrush for him at one point because Jimin looked moments away from falling asleep standing up. By the time they left for the venue to rehearse, Jeongguk had packed an entire emergency pharmacy into his already huge bag.
Jimin fished the bag for a tab of vitamins when he saw the stuff inside the bag, eyes going wide. Medicines, crackers, water bottles, electrolytes, extra medicated throat spray, heat packs, vitamin gummies and three different types of ginger candy. Jimin stared at the bag in disbelief.
“We’re going to a concert, not migrating countries, alpha!”
“You’re pregnant and sick. I need to be prepared at all times”
Jeongguk replied seriously, nodding his head twice to prove a point. Jimin snorted quietly as they climbed into the car, immediately curling into Jeongguk’s side the second the alpha opened his arms for him. The ride to the venue was quiet and comfortable as Jimin dozed on and off against Jeongguk’s chest while the alpha kept one arm securely around his waist the entire time, occasionally pressing kisses into his hair or checking his temperature every ten minutes.
By the time they arrived at the venue, Jeongguk had somehow become even worse as his wolf started pacing restlessly as if it had realized that there would be thousands of people and it would be too much for the omega to handle. He refused to let Jimin carry anything, walked half a step behind him like a bodyguard, and glared at anyone who came too close. Jeongguk also nearly started a fight with Taehyung for stealing one of Jimin’s ginger candies.
“He’s literally pregnant, Hyung!!!”
Jeongguk snapped protectively, zipping up his bag as if that was enough protection. And Taehyung blinked slowly.
“I took one candy, not prenatal vitamins!”
Jimin buried his face in his hands with a groan while the others burst into laughter.
“Please ignore him… His protective instincts developed rabies”
“I heard that!”
Jeongguk glared at Jimin.
“Good”
Jimin only cocked a brow, and despite the teasing, Jeongguk never stopped hovering. Soundcheck was approaching quickly, and everyone had already changed into their more comfortable leisure outfits. Compared to his usual fitted shirts and daring pieces, which often slipped down his shoulders, Jimin’s outfit today was almost painfully soft, an oversized fluffy sweater swallowing his frame and loose denims paired with thick socks to keep him warm. Jeongguk personally considered it the cutest outfit he had ever seen in a long while, especially with the glasses. The alpha walked over, holding a black beanie in his hands before carefully pulling it over Jimin’s hair, smoothing the long strands later. The omega blinked before looking up at him.
“You have a cold. You need to keep warm”
“It’s literally just a cold, Jeongguk-ie ”
“Exactly. Which means it can get worse”
Jimin snorted softly despite his scent sweetening while Jeongguk tucked loose strands of hair beneath the beanie. He has been fucking obsessed with the omega’s long hair.
“You’re acting like I’m terminally ill”
“You threw up on the bathroom floor this morning. Scared the shit out of me”
“That’s because of your untamed dick, which put the pup in me!!!”
Jeongguk’s eyes widened for a moment, processing the statement before he huffed, pressing a quick kiss against the omega’s forehead.
“Better safe than sorry”
Jimin rolled his eyes hard and honestly arguing with Jeongguk when he got like this was pointless. The moment the soundcheck started, though, the difference in Jimin was obvious. Normally, he was bursting with energy the second he stepped onto stage… playful, loud, vibing around during rehearsals just because he could while reading the signs fans held up in the crowd, but today, he moved carefully, a little too cautious.
Though they weren’t in the same place all the time, Jeongguk stole a few glances, to make sure Jimin looked fine. He noticed the way the omega avoided overexerting himself, how he took slower breaths between movements, how his smile faltered whenever the nausea crept up unexpectedly. Jimin tried so hard to act normal that it almost made Jeongguk’s chest ache, because they couldn’t risk being obvious; the alpha had to settle for subtle things instead. No one would know, but the gnawing feeling of being exposed always remained.
By the time soundcheck wrapped up, Jeongguk’s nerves were frayed raw beneath his calm exterior, his wolf sulking. The members began heading backstage again while staff moved around them busily, preparing for the actual concert in an hour. Jimin lagged slightly, steps slower now that adrenaline wasn’t carrying him anymore, and the second they were out of sight, Jeongguk moved beside him immediately, a hand settling against the small of the omega's back.
“You pushed it, Hyung…”
“I didn’t even move my body”
Jimin grumbled back instantly, voice scratchy from both sleepiness and the cold settling deeper into his throat, while Jeongguk still looked unconvinced.
“Maybe we should’ve skipped soundcheck altogether”
The alpha worried at his bottom lip as they finally collapsed onto the waiting couch backstage, exhaustion hitting Jimin full force the second he hit the ground. The omega simply melted backwards with a tired groan, sliding between Jeongguk’s spread legs until his back rested against the couch. Another low grunt escaped him as he tilted his head from side to side, clearly trying to relieve the stiffness in his neck.
“Yeah… Would’ve been better if you got an extra hour of sleep, Jimin-ah”
Yoongi agreed quietly from nearby, sprawled comfortably in his own chair, and Namjoon nodded too, concern flickering briefly across his face as he looked over the omega. But there was nothing they could really do now. The concert still had to happen, and Jimin shifted again with a small wiggle, silently asking for attention without even needing words anymore, making Jeongguk immediately smile.
“Needy much”
He teased softly under his breath before lifting both hands to Jimin’s neck, brushing away the hair. His fingertips pressed carefully into tight muscles, massaging slow circles into the omega’s shoulders and nape while Jimin practically liquified against him with a relieved sigh.
“There?”
“Mhm… Feels so fucking nice”
Even exhausted and sick, Jimin still leaned into his touch like second nature, soft whines leaving his lips. The alpha continued kneading tension from his neck while the others got ready around them, the dressing room buzzing with stylists moving around quickly, and makeup artists preparing their stations. At some point, a stylist approached with Jimin’s stage outfit for later and looked visibly startled by how deeply asleep the omega was already, head bent back to rest on Jeongguk’s thigh, eyes totally shut.
“He’s seriously tired today, huh?”
Jeongguk glanced down at the small pout resting against his thigh and sighed softly, fondness bubbling in his chest.
“Yeah… Cold and sore throat, Noona”
The stylist left for a brief while before returning. Eventually, they had to start getting ready properly, and Jimin whined the entire time. He complained when stylists made him sit upright, complained when they touched his hair, complained when he had to change clothes, and complained when someone asked him to open his eyes during makeup.
“I’m suffering. Can we just leave the hair be today?”
Jimin whispered while sitting in the makeup chair, wrapped in a blanket Hoseok had put around his shoulders. By the time Jeongguk finally finished getting his own makeup done, nearly thirty minutes had passed. The dressing room had quieted considerably now, everyone settling into the strange calm before a concert. The alpha stood up, absentmindedly fixing the rings on his fingers before immediately searching for Jimin out of instinct.
His heart softened instantly at the sight when he walked into the adjacent room. The omega was curled tightly on the couch, fast asleep. Somehow, during the chaos of getting ready, Jimin had managed to knock out completely. Three blankets were bundled around his body messily while he slept, tucked into himself, knees drawn close and hands hidden beneath his sleeves. The stage outfit somehow swallowed him whole, making him look heartbreakingly tiny, although he was usually so loud and impossible to ignore.
Adorable. So unbelievably adorable that Jeongguk physically felt his chest ache. A few strands of soft hair had fallen over Jimin’s forehead like a golden halo, his lips parted slightly as he breathed through the exhaustion and sickness. But then Jeongguk noticed the flush on the skin. Too pink and too warm. The alpha walked over and crouched beside the couch, careful not to wake the omega as he brushed the messy strands away from his forehead, and the second his fingers touched skin, he froze… Jimin was slightly hot.
“Baby…”
He whispered softly, brows pulling together, and Jimin stirred slightly at the touch, nose scrunching in sleepy discomfort before slowly blinking one eye open, fingers reaching out to curl around Jeongguk’s hand and drifting back to sleep. The omega looked dazed and feverish. The alpha pressed his palm fully against Jimin’s forehead this time, anxiety instantly roaring louder inside his chest.
“You’re burning up a little”
˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱‧₊˚
Before Jeongguk could come up with a solution, the staff started calling for final stage checks and positions. The concert was about to begin, and everything shifted into motion immediately after that. The members gathered together near the hallway leading to the stage while the roar of thousands of fans echoed through the stadium walls. Normally, that sound lit Jimin up instantly. The second they lined up backstage waiting for the opening VCR to finish, something changed in the omega’s expression. The exhaustion was still there, the fever still warming his cheeks pink, but excitement flickered behind his eyes anyway.
He loved this, loved the stage, loved performing and loved hearing fans scream for them. Jeongguk stood beside him, fingers brushing lightly against Jimin’s wrist while trying not to look too anxious.
“You sure you’re okay?”
Jimin glanced up at him and smiled softly despite looking half-dead only minutes ago. He leaned forward to press a chaste kiss to the corner of Jeongguk's mouth.
“I’m okay, Gguk”
Then the lights dropped, and the crowd exploded into screams and cheers. The second they stepped onto the stage, Jimin transformed into a beast… Jeongguk could still see the cracks, but to everyone else? Jimin looked radiant with a bright smile stretching across his face as he greeted fans, waving excitedly while the cheers thundered through the stadium. The energy of the crowd seemed to breathe life back into him for a little while. During the first set, things actually seemed… Okay. Jimin danced and sang beautifully despite the slight rasp in his throat. Other than that, he looked composed and fine.
Even laughed during introductions, cheeks dimpling a little while teasing the others. At one point, he got so carried away hyping up the crowd that Jeongguk nearly had a mild heart attack watching him bounce around.
“Park Jimin, you’re supposed to be taking it easy”
The alpha muttered under his breath while dancing beside him, a fond yet worried smile stretching his lips, but Jimin threw one smile at him, a blinding one, and Jeongguk melted on the spot. For a little while, he allowed himself to breathe without being anxious. Jimin was fine. Maybe adrenaline really was helping, maybe the fever wasn’t too bad, and he was just stressing out for no reason, maybe… The moment they got backstage for the first outfit change, everything crashed. Jimin barely made it into the dressing area before his shoulders slumped heavily. The brightness vanished from his face almost instantly now that the stage lights and adrenaline weren’t carrying him anymore.
The omega winced while rolling one shoulder, exhaustion visibly slamming into him all at once. His body looked stiff with discomfort, movements slower now as stylists rushed around helping them change.
“My back hurts… My legs too”
Jimin muttered quietly, brows pinching together, and the fever flush across his face looked worse now. His throat had clearly deteriorated too, because every word came out rough and strained, though he sounded absolutely gorgeous just minutes ago. Jeongguk quickly moved him toward the couch before anyone could argue, gently pressing him down to sit while stylists continued preparing outfits nearby.
“Hyung, give me the compress”
One of the staff immediately handed him the warm compress, and Jeongguk crouched in front of Jimin without hesitation and carefully pressed the warmth against the omega’s thighs first, soothing tense muscles while Jimin let out a shaky exhale, fingers gripping Jeongguk’s bare bicep.
“There? Feel better”
“Mhm… a little lower”
Jeongguk’s chest tightened painfully as his boyfriend looked miserable now. Sweaty from performing, feverish, sneezing, and body aches, along with pregnancy hormones, probably wreaking havoc. Jeongguk moved the compress carefully toward Jimin’s lower back next, massaging gently around the sore muscles through thin fabric while stylists fussed around, trying their best to blow-dry them.
“Maybe you should rest for the next set, Jimin-ah”
The reaction was immediate, and Jeongguk almost flinched at the stare Jimin gave him.
“No”
“Baby–”
“No!!”
The sharpness in the omega’s voice startled even himself. Jimin’s jaw clenched as frustration flashed across his face so suddenly that Jeongguk blinked.
“I’m not sitting out. Not this set. Not the next one either”
“I didn’t say sit out completely… Maybe just rest a little longer backstage because this set has choreo–”
Jeongguk replied carefully, keeping his voice soft despite the growing worry clawing at his chest.
“I will tone it down, but I am not sitting out”
The words came out louder this time, and Jimin immediately looked upset afterwards too, blinking rapidly as if overwhelmed by his own reaction. Jeongguk’s wolf whimpered, clawing at his chest. Hormones, fever, exhaustion, everything hitting at once. Jimin rubbed aggressively at his eyes in frustration before letting out a miserable groan.
“My body hurts. My throat hurts. I’m tired. And everybody keeps looking at me like I’m gonna collapse. I fucking won’t. Let’s just get done with this”
Jeongguk softened immediately.
“Hyung…”
“And now you’re telling me to stop performing too?!”
Jimin’s voice cracked slightly near the end, and suddenly, the anger didn’t even sound like anger anymore. Just exhaustion, too many emotions sitting too close to the surface. The omega looked seconds away from either crying or biting someone. Jeongguk moved closer, hands sliding carefully onto Jimin’s thighs.
“I’m not trying to take the concert away from you… I’m worried because you’re sick”
“I know”
Jimin whispered miserably, and the fight drained out of him almost as quickly as it arrived. Pregnancy emotions truly had no mercy, and Jeongguk sighed softly before leaning forward and pressing his forehead against Jimin’s knee for a second.
“You’re allowed to slow down, love”
“But I really wanna enjoy this”
That alone nearly broke Jeongguk’s heart, because despite everything, despite the fever, despite the nausea, despite how much his body clearly ached, Jimin still loved the stage enough to keep going.
“Scent me, Alpha”
The request was a mere whisper, and Jeongguk reached up carefully, thumb brushing against flushed cheeks, attempting to sit up, but Jimin stopped him, shaking his head a little.
“The pup… scent the pup”
Jeongguk softened immediately, his hands gentler as he carefully helped Jimin step out of the outfit, exposing the soft skin. Their next costumes were still scattered nearby, stylists giving them enough privacy to breathe for a moment while pretending not to notice anything. There still wasn’t much of a visible bump yet, and there won’t be any huge bump, given how male omegas' hips widen to accommodate the pup while the belly looks just a little bloated. It was just the faintest curve beginning to form low against Jimin’s stomach. But to Jeongguk, it felt like staring at his entire universe.
His hands settled carefully against Jimin’s waist before he leaned forward slowly, pressing his nose against warm skin, letting sandalwood spill softly into the air. A shaky breath left the omega as he relaxed beneath the scent, one hand drifting automatically into Jeongguk’s hair while the alpha continued nuzzling against the small swell, pressing featherlight kisses and nipping at the skin.
“You’re doing so well. Both of you”
Jimin’s eyes fluttered shut, the tension in his shoulders easing little by little beneath the soothing scent, his breathing finally evening out after nearly crying minutes earlier. Jeongguk pressed one lingering kiss against the barely-there bump before carefully helping Jimin pull his new set of clothes back on.
“Better?”
“Very much”
Jimin admitted with a smile, and Jeongguk immediately reached up to fix the omega’s hair where it had gotten messy during the outfit change, thumb brushing once more against warm cheeks.
“I’m serious, though, Hyung… The second it gets too much, you tell the staff or me, and we will have you get backstage”
Jimin only hummed, which absolutely did not reassure Jeongguk in the slightest. Still, the concert continued, and somehow, Jimin continued too. The next sets went a little smoother after that. Jeongguk could still see the exhaustion dragging at the omega’s limbs whenever cameras weren’t focused on him, but the scenting seemed to calm him enough to keep the overwhelming emotions at bay for now.
So they performed their best, and the crowd gave them energy in return. By the time the final set rolled around, the atmosphere inside the stadium had shifted into something softer and freer, the excitement of the main performances melting into laughter, anticipation and chaos as surprise songs began. The members were all over the stage now, waiting for the DJ to play the song. This segment was the most joyous one, and all of them looked forward to it every day.
They goofed around, danced to their old songs which brought back so many memories, and somehow the choreography was still ingrained into their minds, body moving on autopilot to the beat, running after each other while fans screamed loud enough to shake the venue. And somewhere in the middle of it all, as the DANGER played, Jimin laughed heartily. Jeongguk caught sight of him crouching near the edge of the stage, sweater sleeves slipping over his hands while he danced beside Taehyung, all the members joining them for the chorus, smiling wide and genuine despite the fever still painting his cheeks pink.
The affection that surged through Jeongguk became almost unbearable, his wolf twirling inside him. So naturally, he became insane. The second the beat dropped, Jeongguk completely lost whatever composure he had left and launched himself into dancing with ridiculous energy, being extra dramatic on purpose but hitting all the steps right with the biggest smile on his face. The members danced beside him, trying their best to remember the entire choreography as they laughed and cheered, singing their parts while Jimin giggled.
Look at my Omega. Mine. Mine. Mine
His wolf chanted like a man gone crazy, but he couldn’t blame his wolf. By the end of the song, all seven of them were breathless and barely holding themselves together from laughter while the stadium continued roaring around them. The concert wrapped up in a blur after that. Last couple of songs, final bows,and teary smiles. And through all of it, Jeongguk stayed close, not enough to look suspicious, but he kept an eye. A grounding hand against Jimin’s back, fingers brushing against his wrist, tiny check-ins hidden behind smiles whenever the omega coughed too hard between ments.
By the time they finally disappeared backstage for the last time that night, exhaustion crashed over everyone all at once. The omega barely made it through changing clothes before visibly wilting again, all leftover adrenaline draining from his body completely now that the concert was over. Still, there was a tiny smile lingering on his lips the entire way back to the car. The second they climbed inside, Jimin made a soft, tired noise and immediately stretched out across the backseat until his head landed in Jeongguk’s lap, the only place he desperately wanted to be.
“There’s my baby”
Jeongguk murmured, fingers already threading through slightly sweaty hair, and Jimin hummed, eyes fluttering shut as the car finally pulled away from the venue.
“That felt so good. So, so fucking good”
Jeongguk looked down immediately, though Jimin’s eyes stayed closed, lips curved into a sleepy little smile despite the occasional cough still rattling his chest every few minutes.
“My muscles hate me, and my throat feels like sandpaper…”
Another cough interrupted him briefly.
“…But the concert felt really good. I am glad we wrapped up on a good note”
Jeongguk hummed and brushed careful fingers over warm cheeks before resting his palm lightly against the omega’s forehead.
“You scared me today, Hyung”
“Sorry”
Jimin peeked one eye open, though he didn't sound sorry at all.
“You were dancing like rent was due”
“I was trying to make you laugh”
“It worked”
Jimin smiled lazily before shifting closer, one hand automatically drifting down to rest over his stomach, the movement immediately catching Jeongguk’s attention.
“How’s the pup doing?”
His voice was merely above a whisper, rubbing gentle circles over Jimin’s arm.
“Mhm… probably traumatized”
“Excuse me?? Our pup just witnessed greatness tonight!!”
“Our child witnessed you throwing ass and fucking the air on stage for sixty thousand people”
Jimin chuckled, shaking his head.
“And they loved every second of it. Including you, Jimin-ssi”
Jimin burst into another tired fit of laughter, only to immediately start coughing afterwards.
“Okay, no more laughing. I will keep my mouth shut”
“That sounds miserable”
“You’re sick”
“You’re too bossy, Jeongguk-ah”
“You’re pregnant. I can boss around”
Jimin groaned softly and hid his face against Jeongguk’s stomach, the alpha only looking more delighted by that reaction.
“Baby… you carried our pup through an entire concert today. You’ve been doing that for two months”
“Oh my god, do not start with emotional drama again”
Jimin muttered into his lap.
“I’m emotional!!”
“You’re cringe”
Jimin mumbled and waited for a breath, but he got no response from the alpha, who was just staring at him, a frown etched deep on his face.
“Fine… I love you”
“Mhm?”
“Unfortunately, I love you so fucking much”
Jimin almost screamed a little louder and sighed dramatically before tilting his head enough to look up at Jeongguk properly. His hair was still damp with sweat from the concert, his eyes soft and overflowing with affection as he looked down at both Jimin and the tiny life growing inside him like they were the most precious things in existence.
“You are tied to me for life, Jimin-ah. I would find you in every lifetime. You can’t get rid of me”
Jeongguk leaned down, pecking the omega’s lips wetly.
“Consider me equally obsessed, Jeon”