Sitting with the family for some time, after eating dinner, Jimin and Jungkook excused themselves to rest for a bit. Jetlag was clawing at the omega and he needed some getting used to this new time zone. Jimin kept looking at him, feeling that his eyes were dim and he was mostly cagey at the dinner table, or even when everyone was sitting on the couch in the living room.

Nonetheless, he knew he would talk to him.

They were about to walk upstairs when Jihyun called Jimin and stopped them both. The 30-year-old asked. "What is it, Aegi?"

"Can we please play Uno? Just like the old times? It's been a long since I kicked your ass."

Jimin smiled, suddenly indicating and nudging Jungkook to go on. The omega nodded and started walking slowly. Jimin walked back down the stairs and put his palm on Jihyun's shoulder. "It's Jungkook's first night at home. He's tired and I should take care of him. Let's play tomorrow. He will also join us, okay?"

The younger brother nodded a fraction in understanding, but dismay was also visible on his face. "Come on, Aegi. Don't be like this. I also need to catch some sleep as I am as good as dead."

Jungkook had been looking at the two from the end of the staircase, and when Jimin succeeded to make Jihyun smile, he turned to get inside the room.

Jimin followed him soon enough and hugged him the moment he found them alone in the room. "Why is my doll so silent?"

Jungkook thought for a moment, but he knew it would sound silly if he were to say it to Jimin, but when the older looked at him, grabbing his face between his palms, and searching for an answer, he couldn't stay silent too. "I don't know if I should say this, but I think Jihyun doesn't like me very much."

There, he had said it. But he wanted to backpedal because he knew Jimin would ask him why. How could he explain without sounding petty that — when he met his parents, and they tended to him and made him feel welcome — Jihyun royally ignored him until Jimin introduced him to him, even when the former had been asking about his arrival for days? Being the guest coming over to their place for the first time, Jungkook expected more attention. 

"Why do you think that?" Jimin's eyes were concerned as he delicately pulled Jungkook into a hug, kissing his temple.

"I don't know. He completely made me feel left out when he hugged you. 

"He acted out on instinct, doll. I and him are very close. He mustn't have meant to. You are thinking too much." Jimin held Jungkook by his forearms.

"I still think that- I got the vibe that he was looking down upon me."

"Why?" Jimin's lips were stifling a smile, noticing the innocuousness on Jungkook's face. 

"Maybe the fact that I am omega?" Jungkook voiced innocently.

"No," Jimin said, pulling him in enough to look into his eyes. "And why is this the reason to unlike you? Omegas are beautiful and strong, especially this one." He kissed Jungkook's forehead. 

"You are wrong," Jungkook made Jimin's heart pound all of the sudden. "Alphas are stronger. They tend to get stronger in front of omegas."

"But only an omega quite like you can bring an alpha taking rounds on an eggshell," Jimin said playfully, smiling now as Jungkook's face morphed into an inkling of a smile. 

"That's true," Jungkook prodded. "I can make you do things. What's even the point of muscles?" He paced to bed and sat down, crossing his leg on top of the second one, and then unlooping it, spreading them while slowly looking at Jimin from his eyes to lips, back to eyes, and then stealing his gaze at an alarm clock kept on the bedside table.

"He is the same age as you, but still immature. He's been the youngest and he is coddled in that way. He has some attitude to him and he was pampered a lot. Maybe he will take some time to gel with you. But I can assure you, he will come around." Jimin spoke, walking closer and sitting beside Jungkook. 

"Apparently the alphas are a lot dumber than omegas. Take a hint, Hyung."

Jimin's eyes burned yellow before he growled and pounced on Jungkook, hovering on top of him as he giggled under him. "Fuck," he muttered under his breath. "You are what I have been waiting for my whole life. So innocent and so naughty. I might not let you sleep so soon."

Jungkook's mischief flipped into solemnity as he saw Jimin's biceps flexing as he had pinned him down on the bed, his lips wetting themselves with drool as his eyes remained fixated on the older's body. "Yes," he mumbled.

Jimin's brow twitched before he leaned down to kiss Jungkook, but stopped right before their lips met. "Yes, what?" He asked.

"I don't want to sleep."

"And why is that?"

Jungkook lost his breath for a beat before he was breathing heavily, wanting Jimin to stop playing with him. "Hyung, please."

"Hyung will listen, doll," Jimin let his finger graze the man's cheek and touched his ear, leaning against it. "Hyung will listen if you tell him what you need." He whispered.

"I need you, Hyung. Please make love to me."

Jimin smiled, eyes twinkling and sincere. "You wanna make love tonight?"

"Fuck me hard." Jungkook shook his head as he said it. Jimin smirked, getting up and straddling Jungkook's thighs, putting weight on either side of his legs on the mattress while taking off his shirt in one swift motion.

Jungkook was always the one whom Jimin undressed first, but tonight. He took off his under thing and pants together and laid down on the bed, making Jungkook look at him for a split second before he was getting on all fours to crawl on top of him.

"Take them off, baby. Take your clothes off for me."

Jungkook chuckled. 

Jihyun happened to pass by in front of their room, hearing the two groaning and then laughing. He didn't wait there to listen and walked away to his own guest bedroom.

Jimin held onto Jungkook's waist, settling him over his cock and making him move as he pleased. "Condom!" Jungkook suddenly blanched, ripping himself away from the unsheathed cock.

"I thought you said you will be on pills," Jimin asked, yanking his upper body and reaching to the small bag where he had packed essentials.

"I forgot to bring the pills," Jungkook said timidly as if Jimin would scold him. The two have been so sweet with each other that the only time they fought was on Jimin's birthday, but that night ended up beautifully too. But at the same time — all thanks to Taehyung —Jungkook now tended to consider the possibility that he would be asked to get pregnant by Jimin's parents. 

"No," he shuddered and Jimin looked at him in confusion. "You come on top." He laid down, waiting for Jimin to take control, to give him the console, and sit back in the passenger seat, not knowing how would Jimin drive him up that hill, the easy way, or the hard way. It felt liberating to hand over his body and let Jimin decide what he wanted to do.

Jimin smiled unsurely but did what the omega wanted, slowly getting on top of him after putting the condom on his cock and entering him slowly. He loved how the omega would be too wet for him that he never had to use external lube, something that he had hardly seen in other omegas.

Jungkook's legs spread to wrap themselves around Jimin's waist. He willed his eyes close and lurched with the bed when Jimin rolled his hips. "Ah, Hyung."

"Yeah, baby," Jimin leaned down, rolling his tongue around his nipple, flicking it between his fingertips, making Jungkook jerk up and then fucking him back on the bed.

His lips moved up after turning Jungkook's chest red, trailing kisses on his jaw until his ear while the omega kept moaning. Jimin breathed heavily, making Jungkook crazy as his ass was filled at the same time. He felt the most amazing burn in his ass, his P- spot being tickled as he held onto Jimin for his dear life.

Jimin's teeth bit his earlobe and he gasped when his tongue lapped into his ear cavity, delving deep and back. He gasped, clasping his palms over the bare muscles of Jimin's back, bunching his skin and scratching it.

When alphas could mark their omegas, Jungkook thought of seeing his nail marks on Jimin's back as his marks, making Jimin entirely his, non-sharable.

Jimin grunted, increased speed, and then moved to the other ear, doing the same. Jungkook's voice was profane, raw, and carefree as he screamed with his Hyung, for his Hyung.

Before long, he was gripping the sheets when Jimin pulled away and held him by his ankles, kissing them and moving up until his inner thighs. His one arm stroked Jungkook's cock while he kissed one of his legs. He shifted hands to do that to the other leg, and Jungkook convulsed, cumming in Jimin's hand while jerking his hips up, producing more and more cum with each ground onto Jimin's palm.

The 30-year-old stopped his movements momentarily to revel in Jungkook's flushed skin, the onslaught of the heat, his heaving chest, and the hair sticking to his fucked-out face. He looked ethereal, he looked his.

When Jungkook opened his eyes, completely spent, Jimin began to fuck him hard.

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