one might think the things at min-jung household will be sweet and serene as cherry blossoms now.

but sadly and foolishly, the trio though progressed from the stage of screams are cries are now acting more in the lines of shy teenagers with their first love.

its almost painful the way they skirts around each other, blushing and nervous smiles, stolen glances and squirms; they just dont know how to progress their relationship now that they found all of them like each other.

even yoongi and hoseok who used to be practically glued to each other, now maintains a distance inorder to not make jimin uncomfortable or feel left out.

and jimin with his sweet omega scents, tight leggings and overhanging sweaters; both dominants are left with trying to not jump him before they clear steer of the mess.

as to end their sorrows, yoongi and hoseok came up with the idea of 'courting'. even if they are considered as old fashioned customs, hoseok had courted yoongi for an year until they made things official. so its only fair for them to give jimin the same.

so thats how they found themselves at the mall, getting their jobs done early, going from chanel to gucci to saint laurent and a peak at balenciaga trying to find a perfect gift for the omega.

its easier said than done because both of them think jimin can look good in anything and that exactly is their despair, and a hefty sum off their black card later, hoseok somehow had his arms full of shopping banks while yoongi carried one giant teddy bear on his own.

both of them couldn't keep the smiles off their faces, giddy, the guilt they carry on seeing jimin stuck in the home pacified for now as they bound onto their car and headed for their home.

ten minutes onto the road and they understood they're being followed.

now, their residence is not really a big secret: though the house is equipped with top security systems and both lovers are capable of protecting themselves. besides no sane person would try to harm them knowing they would be under the wrath of the jeons.

but things aren't the same now- because jimin is a secret they are hiding from everyone and even a little slip up can end up bad for all three of them.

so they had steered away from the original route, called for back up and faced the people following them on an abandoned road.

things are always messy, especially these budding gangs who try for simpler ways to power. thankfully there were no bodies, hoseok left them go with warnings alongwith enough injuries to have them in bedrest for weeks.

and as the two of them returned back home, gifts still safe in back seats, there was no happiness pertaining except the cold reality of their life;

that no matter how they try to mask it, a life with three of them in picture, its hopeless.

but its still heartwarming the way they chorus a "we're home!", followed by jimins pattering feets and oreos curious eyes.

its sweet the way jimins crescent eyes would widen and the omega would start fussing over the minor injuries on hoseok and yoongi.

when jimins deep eyes would start filling with tears as he unnecessarily haul out an entire first aid kit to treat them would have hoseok and yoongi sharing looks; a realization that jimin is too good for them, too pure to live like this, are they deserving of his love?

but they indulge whatever of it they can get as they sit put with soft smiles, on jimins stern orders to not move as the omega prepare their dinner.

a humble meal later, both the alpha and beta get out their gifts and all of it is worth to see jimin look so speechless and wide eyed.

and jimin would think the exact same;

was he deserving of all this, all their love?

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"y-you're scaring me, jungkook"

taehyungs words were the first thing that penetrated the silence that was otherwise broken by the clings of glasses and whiskey bottles.

taehyung was shivering; he doesn't know if its from the chillness of the room or from the minutes he had stood outside the snow until jungkooks guards found them or is it from the short dress he is still wearing or is it the angry alpha pheromones surrounding him- the omega nearly feels on the verge of tears.

jungkooks red eyes had flicked towards taehyung who was still standing by the dark corner of the door before the alpha downed another class, gulping it and rasping his throat.

the alpha had then beckoned him with his hand but taehyung stood unmoving.

"Come here" next it was an order, a growl and taehyung nearly went crumpling onto the floor on his shaking legs.

after a day of getting drugged, kidnapped and violence later, now the angry alpha pheromones upsetting his omega- taehyung tentatively moved closer, sniffling, until he stood an arms length from jungkook.

there was no mercy in the way jungkook pulled the other onto his lap, dark eyes intent on him, one arm on his waist and the other still lingering on the whiskey bottle.

up close, the bruises on the alphas face were more clear even in the dark shadows of the night, them varying between red and purple, scratches on his bare torso and crusted blood splatters on skin.

this time jungkook took the filled up glass, taking a large mouthful. taehyung averted his face to escape the unpleasant stench; his eyes flitted on the sheets of white snow outside, looking so serene unlike the raging storm inside him.

taehyung had let out a startled yelp when jungkook fell back onto the bed, the alphas hold on him causing him to tumble along with him onto the others chest.

the alpha was warm despite the cold outside, his breath was hot in contrast to the coldness of his lips against taehyungs ear.

the omega flinched, trying to get up but jungkook was not planning to let go. so trying to wiggle out ended with them facing each other on the bed.

jungkooks eyes were droopy, lips pursued as if not to agitate the cut there and his hand was on the exposed skin of taehyungs thighs, gently gliding up until they're teasing the sequins studded at the ends of the dress.

"dont." taehyung warned as always. by now he was almost sure that jungkook would never try to force him, for if the alpha wanted that, he would have done that ages ago.

but today, at taehyungs denial, jungkooks brows furrowed like a spoiled kid- " but why?"

the omegas eyes briefly flitted over jungkook; at the lax face, the twinkling stubs on his ear, those bruises around round eyes to the mole under the plush of his busted lips.

"because its you" taehyung simply replied.

now jungkook seems really displeased.

"i fought for you today" the alpha asserts as if it should be an enough reason. taehyung just hums.

"i have fucked you before-" the alpha adds, words getting slurred by the alcohol but hand still respectively moving to the omegas hips, staring intently at the bump.

"i dont like you" taehyung bluntly states.

"i dont like you either. but i wanna fuck you-" jungkook says, albeit drowsy.

"-you're just so soft" he adds, like an after thought.

"and you smell good" the alpha scoots closer.

taehyung huffs and turns to the other side, facing the wall,

"its not like you dont have other bitches to fuck"

"pfft i dont fuck them" jungkook mumbled, probably on the verge of sleep.

"whatever" taehyung retorted, fully knowing jungkook might be too drunk to remember his attitude as he cuddled a pillow close and slept.

the next morning taehyung woke up to a loud thud.

he jolted up the bed at the noise, groggy eyes flitting around until he found the form on the floor.

jungkook was on the floor, half of the blanket pooled around him and he was clutching a pillow like the same way he tried to strangle tyson x last night in the boxing ring.

but seems like the alpha was abruptly woken up from his 'fight dream' when he fell off the bed because he looked genuinely confused.

then his eyes had moved around the room until he found a wide eyed taehyung still in his sparkly dress, staring down at him from the bed.

"oh" jungkook blinked.

and taehyung, despite everything, snorted. once the giggles tumbled out, there was no stop,

and he ended up full blown laughing into his palm while his brain kept on reminding him that jungkook can easily strangle him with a single arm.

but jungkook had simply stood up from the floor, struggling off the tangled mess of blankets, mumbling under his breath and cursing mr.iwasaki as he bounded towards the bathroom, taking in a lungful of sudden happy omega scents in the air on his way.

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i tried to cook something new with youtube but it ended up being a disaster. but i didn't wanna waste food, so i closed my eyes n nose and ate it. now i regret it more coz my tummy hurts uwu ಥ‿ಥ