"Okay, what the hell is that noise?" Kim Seokjin pushed himself up into a seated position on the mustard yellow corduroy couch. Holding his wine glass tightly in his fist, he tilted his head to glance at the offending apartment wall. He then flinched back when another bang sounded – the third in the last five minutes – followed softly by a low groan.

"The noise?" Kim Taehyung flipped his shaggy dark hair out of his face, glancing up at the elder from his spot on the cold hardwood floor. "You're worried about the noise? What about the smell? It's like damn burnt chocolate." The younger made a face as his nose scrunched up from a . . . nother wh r mean I'm into a sweetened scent as much as the next omega. But does it seriously have to be burnt?" Taehyung lifted his own wine glass off the small coffee table and twirled the red liquid around before taking a sip.

The wall vibrated for a fourth time, earning a grimace from Jin. The eldest omega of the group shifted to the edge of the couch and retrieved the awaiting bottle of wine. He had a feeling that, if he was expected to continue sitting here with the wall constantly shaking, he was going to need much more to drink.

"I never thought of Mrs. Wang as the frisky type," Jin stated with a raised eyebrow, as a feminine moan echoed through the thin walls. Eagerly lifting his glass, he took a large gulp.

"You often think of seventy-year-old Mrs. Wang getting it on with her husband?" Tae teased. With a glance at Jin's scandalized face, Taehyung released a large laugh. "You should see your face! It's all like," Tae laughed some more as he copied Jin's expression.

Jin rolled his eyes and waved away Taehyung's teasing. "What I meant," Jin started, "was that I never recall the Wangs making this level of disturbance." After shooting Tae a glare to warn the younger of making another inappropriate comment, he added, "regardless of their chosen nightly activities."

Park Jimin, having heard the entire conversation, shuffled in from the small kitchen with a bowl of popcorn clenched tightly in his arms. Dressed in a pair of ratty sweat pants and an oversized hoodie, the man was a picture perfect model for the omega movie night. "That" Jimin explained, claiming his seat beside Jin on the couch, "would be my new neighbor."

"New neighbor?" this perked Tae's interest. Pushing himself off the floor he wiggled his way into the middle seat of the couch. "I didn't know the Wangs moved away. You haven't mentioned anything regarding a new neighbor."

"Because he just moved in three days ago," Jimin said with a sigh. He had been spoiled the past four years he'd lived in the apartment – at least in regards to his neighbors. What Jin had stated was very much the truth. The two seniors rarely made any form of disturbance or annoyance. The only occasional noise came from when Mr. Wang would fall asleep watching the TV with the volume up too loudly.

But now Jimin's comfortable lifestyle had shifted with the sudden arrival of the newcomer. This had been only the third night and Jimin had quickly realized he was unimpressed with the turn of events. Within the three nights, the same events had occurred. Jimin could only assume the neighbor's bedroom shared a wall with his living room. And the said neighbor had an extremely high tolerance of sexual activities.

"Three days ago?" Tae shifted to face Jimin with an offended expression "and you're just now telling me?"

Jimin had opened his mouth to reply but rather released a groan of annoyance when he heard an ear-piercing cry of pleasure. He snatched Tae's drink from his hand and downed the burning liquid.

"You don't seem particularly surprised by that," Jin stated pointing in the direction of the wall that had gone momentarily quiet. However Jimin knew better. A second round was bound to start shortly.

"I'm not," Jimin answered looking longingly at the half filled bottle of wine but knowing better than to drink more. His heavy drinking days had long been left behind him. But with the behaviour coming from next-door, Jimin had to admit he felt like he was back in his college days.

"So you mean..." Tae trailed off, giving a nod in the offending direction.

"Happens every night?" Jimin finished the sentence the younger had started. "Yeah. As far as I can tell, it appears to be a regular occurrence. Every night until well after midnight."

"Woah" Tae answered with widened eyes. His head snapped to glance at the wall, almost as though he could concentrate enough to view through it. His gaze looked to be a mix between impressed and disgusted.

"So it's a couple," Jin answered with a more calming exterior. He raised his own refilled wine glass and took a sip. Naturally he was interested as much as Tae, but he was able to hide the excitement better.

"Nope" Jimin reclaimed the popcorn bucket from Jin's lap. "The chocolate scent remains consistent. But the other always changes. Yesterday is was roses, but now clearly it's..." Jimin gave a sniff of his own trying to find the natural scent between the artificial perfumes, "oranges."

Taehyung raised a curious eyebrow "both of sweet scents" he pointed out. "Omega and omega? That's extremely rare. Especially noncommittal sexual relationships."

"You say that like you and Jimin haven't shared multiple heats together." Jin teased. The wine was clearly getting to the eldest slightly. It wasn't that either Tae or Jimin were embarrassed by the sexual acts they shared together. It had become a regular occurrence over the past couple years – but only ever during the peek of heat, when one could no longer withstand the burning. But it was still not a conversation they often had between the three.

"Yeah but that's during heats" Taehyung argued. "And it's only ever with each other. Think about how difficult it would be to find one other omega willing to come home with another of the same sub gender, but three? How can it be done so easily?"

Jin gave a shrug "I don't know. Maybe whoever it is, is extremely attractive."

"Nobody is that attractive" Taehyung mumbled lightly.

A deep voice sounded, interrupting the three omegas in their conversation. It didn't sound particularly angry. Only slightly annoyed. "I thought you'd be gone by the time I finished my shower," a male voice sounded through the walls. There was a mumbled response but the voice had been so soft and submissive that it couldn't be heard through the layers of drywall. "What?" the louder voice scoffed. "No, I don't want to scent you. Why the hell do you think I took a shower? Maybe if you didn't spray yourself with all those unnecessary perfumes."

"Sounds like there's trouble in paradise" Tae chuckled, filling his glass with another drink.

"Maybe you'll get a break tonight." Jin offered. "No midnight booty calls."

"The night is still early," Jimin answered. "Knowing him, he'll go out and find someone else to fuck."

"No, I don't want your number," the male voice sounded. "I want you out." The voice was fading indicating that they had been moving deeper into the apartment.

Even if this stranger did go out and find another plaything for the night, at the very least Jimin would have a couple hours of peace until he returned. Or if he was lucky enough, not return at all.

It's not so much that Jimin minded the occasional wall banging. That could easily be ignored – especially when Jimin went to his own room to sleep, the sounds weren't even noticeable. But the noise complaint hadn't been the only problem that had occurred over the past couple days. For the first full day Jimin had been unable to leave the apartment due to the level of furniture and boxes stacked, not only in the hallway, but also directly in front of Jimin's doorway. He then learnt the neighbor enjoyed a nightly smoke, forcing Jimin to now sleep with the windows and balcony door shut – and that's nothing compared to the cigarette butts he keeps finding discarded on the balcony flooring. Finally Jimin's well-organized mornings were now interrupted by the sound of electronic video workouts.

But nothing could compare to the scent wafting through the walls. What Taehyung said was true; the newcomer did smell very similar to burnt chocolate. However that didn't bother Jimin so much. Rather it was the lingering smell of sex and pheromones that clung to the air.

Jimin was an unmated omega that was far from sexually satisfied. The last form of sexual activity the young man had received was during an unmanageable heat nearly six months ago, when Tae crawled into bed in hopes of assisting. But not much could please an omega in heat other than an alpha's knot.

Now the strong aroma of sex was awakening his inner omega's longing. He could practically hear the wolf whine for its own pleasure now. And more than once now he found his boxers soaking up some unwanted accidental slick. Which Jimin wouldn't mind so much if it hadn't occurred during the middle of making dinner yesterday.

If Jimin couldn't get his needy omega under control, then he would likely need to purchase a bottle of scent blocker to spray within his living room. However that can be extremely pricey. And that was an expense that Jimin just couldn't afford at the moment.

"Anyways" Jin started, pulling Jimin away from his thoughts. "If it's an omega, maybe we should invite them to join us on these omega-only movie nights."

"I don't think we can actually consider these movie nights anymore" Tae laughed a little. "The last time we actually watched a movie here was what? Like over a month ago? This is our wine time."

"Besides" Jimin added, nibbling around another handful of popcorn. "We don't need to expand this friend group. We are perfectly fine with just the three of us."

Jin's eyes softened a little as he gazed at the omega on the other side of the sofa. "It's okay to have more than three friends Jiminie. Nothing everyone is going to betray you like Ho-"

Jimin shot the eldest a glare silencing him instantly. Jin knew better than to discuss that certain individual. Although the incident had taken place a little over two years ago, the heartbreak that Jimin felt was still as fresh as the day it had occurred. Jimin had never anticipated being betrayed by one of his best friends.

"Shit" Jin mumbled. Reaching up he ran his hand across his flushed face. "I'm so sorry, Jiminie. I wasn't thinking."

Jimin forced a warm comforting smile. "It's alright hyung" he reassured him. "I know you didn't mean anything by it."

Tae took the bowl of popcorn from Jimin and placed it back in Jin's grasp. "You need some sustenance to sober up. Namjoon will probably kill me if I bring you home drunk again."

Jin groaned, "That was only one time!" Although he didn't argue in regards to actions, as he began to eat the snack. "Besides, you know that despite being an alpha your brother wouldn't hurt a fly."

"Mhmm" Taehyung rolled his eyes. "You can say that because he's your mate and you didn't grow up with him. But in reality he can be very, very dangerous." Tae had lowered his voice as though it was a deep dark secret that he was sharing.

"Namjoon dangerous?" Jimin snorted out a laugh at that. "The only thing in danger of Joon is fine china. And you are far from being that delicate."

"Nor are you that expensive" Jin joined in with the teasing.

"Yah!" Tae frowned and pointed an accusing finger at each of the men. "You wouldn't be questioning me if you saw that time Namjoon was pushing me on the swing and I ended up breaking my leg."

Jin barked laughter at the statement. "Oh no, Kim Taehyung." He pointed his own wagging finger in the other's direction. "I asked eomma Kim about that so-called accident. Turns out little dare devil Taehyung jumped from the swing and landed wrong. That had nothing to do with Joon."

Tae groaned in response to that. "Eomma" he mumbled "why would you have to give me away like that? How dare you betray your favourite omega son!"

"You're her only omega son" Jin chuckled around a handful of popcorn.

"You really shouldn't blame things like that on Namjoon, Tae." Jimin warned the younger with his best sounding discipline voice.

"That's what big brothers are for" Taehyung answered, sticking his own tongue out playfully.

"And what? Little brothers are made to be liars and a pain in the ass?" Jin laughed, finishing the bowl of popcorn and setting it aside.

"I'll show you a real pain in the ass" Taehyung answered, turning to his brother in law, his tongue still stuck out.

Jin glared at the younger "and if you don't put that tongue back where it belongs I'll make it so that you can never again blow an alpha's co-"

"Hush up" Jimin hissed. His ears on high alert as he pushed himself out of the comfort of the couch, standing up right at attention. The omega silenced them as they made out the sounding of gentle feet padding through the hallway.

A small boy, no older than the age of three or four entered the small but warm living room. His little fist rubbed at his tired eyes as his shaggy chocolate hair fell in tuffs around his forehead. Wrapped loosely around his slender body and trailing behind him was a ratty once white – but now grey – blanket. Stopping in the doorway, the little pup looked around the room tiredly. With a worried glance in Taehyung and Jin's direction, the tension in his shoulders didn't deflate until he locked eyes with Jimin, "Eomma."

"Hey baby" Jimin cooed with a warm smile. He held his arms out and made grabby hands for the little pup. The boy got the hint and shuffled across the room. His big doe eyes glanced into Jimin's as he stopped before him. Jimin reached forward and lifted the little body into his lap. Wrapping his arms securely around the child, he breathed in the familiar scent of a milky vanilla cream.

"Couldn't sleep?" Jimin questioned. Gently he guided his fingers soothingly across the boy's back. With his free hand he wrapped the blanket tightly around the child in hopes of an added comfort. Then bowing his head, the man rubbed his nose against the pup's cheek for a quick scenting. Soon the room filled with the smell of fresh strawberries as Jimin released his comforting pheromones.

"Bad dreams" Taemin mumbled. Tilting his head towards his eomma's he nuzzled his small face into the man's neck. Taking small gulps of air, he breathed in the strawberry scent.

Another bad dream. This was exactly the answer Jimin had been expecting to receive. Bad dreams were something Taemin had always struggled with, but over the past few weeks the dreams had only increased. Jimin had reached out in search of a doctor, but he had yet to hear back regarding an appointment. And that only made his concern grow.

Taehyung and Jin shot Jimin an understanding look. Their wine night had come to an abrupt end on more than one occasion due to similar concerns. But both omegas have gradually understood. Being an eomma would always – and rightfully – come first.

"It's getting late" Jin stated, collecting the empty wine bottle and glasses. He pushed himself off the couch. With a smile he moved towards the small kitchen to dispose of the bottle and wash the dishes.

"Yeah we should probably head home," Taehyung added. He cooed at Taemin and leaned over to kiss the little boys head. Taehyung released his own set of calming lemon pheromones. Having known the pup since birth, Taehyung was like a surrogate appa to the child. In fact, Tae had been the first to hold Taemin – after Jimin of course. And Jimin had chosen to honour his friendship with Taehyung by naming his son after himself and Tae.

"Sweet little Minnie" Taehyung whispered to the little pup. "Tomorrow we will go to the park" Tae promised "and I'll buy you three ice cream cones."

Jimin raised a warning eyebrow in Taehyung's direction. Tae had a way of spoiling the pups a little too much. Not that Jimin could blame him. They had a way of wrapping adults around their pinky fingers. But sometimes Jimin had to rein Taehyung in from going a little too extravagant.

"Okay" Taehyung mumbled in disappointment. "Two ice cream cones" he changed his answer. With another kiss to the pup's head, he pulled back. "See you tomorrow, Jiminie."

Jin hyung, having completed the tasks in the kitchen, came back to bid farewell. He, like Tae, planted a kiss on the boy's forehead. He then proceeded to ruffle Jimin's blond hair. "Sleep well my two little Min-Min." The two Kim men then made their way to the balcony door to retrieve their shoes. Taehyung slid open the door before stepping out. Although they could take the regular interior staircase, the two men had always preferred the direct fire escape that took them the one floor up to their apartment just above Jimin's.

"Oh my" Taehyung's voice sounded a little jumpy as he stepped into the darkness of the balcony.

Jin rolled his eyes in Jimin's direction before tugging his own shoes on. Knowing Tae he had bumped into one of the lawn chairs that had been there more than long enough to remember their existence. With a final wave of his fingers Jin stepped out with Taehyung. "Tae did you knock over- oh hello there" Jin's own voice took on a level of surprise. "You must be the new neighbor." Oh Jin, always the comforting and welcoming member of the group.

"Don't I know you?" Taehyung's voice expressed confusion.

Jimin sighed softly to himself, not giving much thought to Tae's comment. It would appear that his neighbor was once again out on the balcony taking a smoke. Which meant another night of closing his windows due to the smell. Lifting the pup to his hip, Jimin stood. "Let's get to bed, okay little one?" he cooed. Moving towards the balcony door he reached to securely lock it. Out of the corner of his eyes he caught a glimpse of the mysterious newcomer.

Seokjin had been right with his original guess. This man was extremely attractive.

The man was tall, with broad shoulders and a toned chest – the body stauncher than any omega Jimin had ever seen before. Jimin couldn't make out much about the man from the dim lights shining, but he could just see the twists of inked tattoos along the man's right arm. A pair of sweatpants hung low on the man's hips and he was shirtless, despite the cold weather. Jimin nibbled on his bottom lip as his eyes slowly trailed over the man's toned stomach and v-line.

"Eomma" Taemin whimpered. His nose pressed deeper against Jimin's neck in search of his scent glands. His small fingers twisted into his eomma's hair to play with the locks.

Jimin's gaze immediately snapped away from his neighbor. How could he check out his neighbor with his son pressed against his hip? How could he check out his neighbor period? Shaking his head slightly to clear his thoughts, Jimin gave a reassuring smile. "Yes my sweet pup," he cooed. His hand moved along the boys back again. "Would you like to sleep with eomma in his nest tonight?"

Taemin pulled back from the omega's neck slightly and gave a small nod. "Yes please" he answered softly. "Eomma milk?" he added in another small voice.

Planting a kiss on the pup's cheek Jimin gave a small nod. He knew he should've weaned the pups off his milk months ago. But to Jimin they were still babies. A little extra milk wasn't going to hurt anyone. Holding the boy close, Jimin moved down the hallway towards his bedroom. Before he could enter his own room the second bedroom door slowly peeked open and small eyes peered out from the darkness.

"Minnie?" a soft voice asked from the darkened doorway.

"He's right here, Joonie" Jimin answered the little voice. Holding his hand out, he offered "Taemin is sleeping with eomma tonight, you want to come too?"

The second pup pushed the bedroom door open the remainder of the way and stepped into the hallway. His small head bobbed eagerly with a mess of chocolate locks atop. Reaching up, he happily took Jimin's outstretched hand, clasping it tightly.

Jimin smiled softly and pushed the door of his worn but cozy bedroom open with his hip. His double bed was packed with a variety of pillows and blankets; all stack around the edges creating a warm encasing. It was far from perfect, unfortunately he couldn't afford the extravagant plush pillows or woven blankets that his omega cried for whenever he passed a nesting store.

Setting Taemin down within the pile of messy blankets, Jimin bent and lifted Seokjoon into the bed beside his twin brother. With a small smile Jimin tugged his own sweatshirt off before crawling in beside the twins. Lying in the centre of the nest Jimin wrapped an arm around either of the boys.

Tilting his head down, he whispered to Taemin "You want some eomma milk?" Taemin nodded eagerly and shifted up slightly. He nuzzled his face against Jimin's bare chest as he breathed in the sweet scent. With a gentle hum the little boy found his eomma's nipple and latched onto it.

Jimin ran his fingers across the pups back before planting a gentle kiss on his head. Glancing down at the elder of the two twins he asked Seokjoon "want some milk too?" The other boy hesitated for a moment, seeming to consider the want or not. But eventually he too caved into the want of comfort and nodded his head. Tugging the small body Jimin got his second son into position to latch on.

The room quickly entered a comfortable silence, with the only sound being that of sucking and gulping. Jimin began to release strawberry pheromones that mixed with the comfort of the milky aroma. Holding the two pups Jimin rubbed their backs gently. When the feeling of the suckling came to a stop on his right nipple Jimin knew that Seokjoon had fallen asleep. And he could sense Taemin was soon to follow.

Jimin's eyes drifted shut as he was soothed by the scent of his pups pressed against him. For the past four years his pups had become his absolute world. Of course he had never planned on being a single eomma at the age of twenty-four. But things don't always go the way you plan.

Having left Busan straight out of high school, Jimin had moved to Seoul to attend university. It had been within school where he met Taehyung – the young omega intent on making it as an actor or model – after being paired together as roommates for their first year. His other friend consisted of Hobi, a beta from the same dance courses as Jimin that had swiftly taken the younger under his wing. It was with the support of the two men that he successfully made it through his pregnancy despite being abandoned by the alpha.

The alpha, Junghyun, had been everything Jimin had once suspected he wanted in a mate. Junghyun, one-year Jimin's senior, had been attending the same university for visual arts with a dream of becoming an animator. The first time Jimin had laid eyes on the alpha was a warm spring day, near the end of Jimin's second year when he decided to practice his next dance routine within the outside courtyard. It was there, resting under the shade of a tree, where Junghyun was working on a sketch – but he was quickly distracted by the omega dancing before him.

Junghyun had been the one to make the first move. Coming forward to offer Jimin a water bottle when the omega took a seat on the ground for a break. The alpha had made a comment about how Jimin looked stunning as he danced and that he deserved a special treat for all the hard work. And Jimin had accepted the alpha's offer to grab a coffee and a slice of cake across the street at the local café. From that moment on, Jimin was enchanted.

Jimin began to follow Junghyun around like a lost little puppy. His omega would howl out for the alpha, longing to be with him. Taehyung had found the infatuation overbearing, and he had tried to warn Jimin about becoming too attached. But Jimin had been only nineteen at the time, and no other alpha had even bothered to glance in his direction – preferring to go for the female omegas. Once he was shown the first aspect of love or attention, Jimin had latched on.

At the time Junghyun hadn't seemed bothered by the attention either. In fact he appeared downright pleased by it. The elder man was often encouraging Jimin to accompany him to social gatherings. However, he rarely sought out Jimin's attention in a private setting. It had taken Jimin several months after the breakup to realize that it wasn't Jimin's company that Junghyun was interested in, but rather the prospect of showing the younger off.

Ultimately the relationship ended with Jimin's broken heart.

Jimin and Junghyun had been together just shy of six months when Jimin's heat hit. For the first one he experienced when dating Junghyun, Jimin had insisted on spending it alone. However, with the second one dawning, Junghyun had convinced Jimin that, as the alpha, it was part of his pride to service his omega. Jimin had relented, spending the three days of his sexual prime with the alpha.

Although Jimin wished he could claim it was a positively memorable experience, that would be far from the truth. The alpha had been far more interested in satisfying his own sexual desires than to be concerned about the omega. He had pushed Jimin to a breaking point, where Jimin was extremely uncomfortable and unable to release. There was also the concern with the bare minimum of care provided. Meals consisted of something quick and carelessly put together – for the alpha cared more about getting another round in, rather than keeping the omega hydrated and well fed. When Jimin had requested a warm bath, the alpha had insisted that Jimin prepare it for himself.

It took an entire month after that fateful time for Jimin to discover he was pregnant. In that moment, Jimin felt like his entire world came crashing down. He had little to no time to celebrate the prospect of becoming an eomma as all he could think about was the possibilities he was about to lose. Jimin was only in his third year of dance, he had another two years to complete. But being pregnant meant he wouldn't be able to continue.

Seized by fear, Jimin went running to his alpha in search of support and encouragement. When he announced the positive pregnancy test, his alpha had first denied it. Claiming there was no possibility that Jimin could be carrying his pup, insisting that the omega was lying to force a mating. But when Jimin continued to argue that there was a pup, the alpha changed his approach, accusing Jimin of cheating. He refused to accept the fact that Jimin was pregnant with his pup. He got angry, placing the blame on the omega. He fought that Jimin couldn't keep his legs shut and used the sweet scent of his slick to seduce other alphas.

The alpha denied Jimin, he refused him and ultimately humiliated him.

With tears streaming down his face and breathing with difficulty, Jimin pulled himself together just enough to find his way back to his dorm room. Once securely inside, Taehyung took him into his arms. The two omegas cuddled together on Jimin's small bed. Tae would rub his back and whisper soothing comfort as he listened to Jimin's every word. Not once did the other omega say he told him so or that Jimin had been stupid to trust an alpha he barely knew. He only offered Jimin every bit of love and warmth that he could provide.

When Namjoon, who had long since deemed himself as Jimin's older brother, had received word of the incident, went in search of Junghyun. Planning to take care of things between one alpha to another. Once the elder arrived at the alpha's apartment, he found the chicken had packed his items within the night and cut off all forms of communication. Junghyun was gone. After that Jimin was never able to get in contact with him again – nor did he care. If his alpha could so easily turn his back on the omega, then he didn't deserve to be the appa to Jimin's pup.

Taehyung offered emotional support; Namjoon provided his sheer knowledge and Hobi , his simple determination. Namjoon began making calls to the school, arguing for a way for Jimin to continue his education – regardless of how long it would take him to complete it. Joon had then insisted Jimin move out of the dorms, to give himself some privacy away from the prying eyes of the other students. And it had then been Hobi who suggested that Jimin put an offer in on renting the apartment just across the hall from him. Taehyung supported the possibility, however he refused to allow Jimin to move out without him. According to Tae, they were soulmates, meaning he was there to support Jimin no matter what.

By Jimin's third month of pregnancy, he and Taehyung had moved into the two bedroom rundown apartment that Jimin has since remained in for the past four years.

A kick to the stomach is what awoke Jimin the following morning. With a low groan, the man raised his first to rub the sleep from his eyes. His back cracked as he gave a small stretch. Pushing himself carefully into a seated position Jimin, smiled down at the little boys. Seokjoon was curled into a ball, clenching one of Jimin's many pastel blankets. Taemin, ever the opposite, was spread out as a starfish with his limbs going in every direction.

Leaning downwards Jimin pressed a gentle kiss on each of the boys' temples. He then ever so carefully shuffled out of the nest. Tucking the covers around the boys' shoulders, he smiled softly to himself. He ran his hands through his tangled hair in an attempt to tame it. With his sweatpants hanging low on his hips, he fought back the urge to yawn, reaching for a worn shirt. The sun was just beginning to rise, hopefully giving Jimin at least an hour of alone time. Grabbing his phone and headphones from the nightstand, he stuck them into his pocket.

Jimin released a sigh when he entered the small kitchen. It had greatly deteriorated over the years – though it was already in the process when Jimin first moved in. The paint on the cabinets was peeling, there was an entire door missing that had broken off about six months ago, cracks in the countertop and not to mention the consistently leaking kitchen sink. Jimin had been trying to make improvements over the years. But he didn't have much money to spend on the alterations.

Resting his hip against the counter Jimin fiddled with the finicky coffee maker, giving it a little knock with his knuckle to get the machine going. Eyeing the bunch of bananas set out on his counter, Jimin gave a small shrug and grabbed at the fruit just as the coffee finished brewing.

With the mug in one hand and the half eaten banana in the other, Jimin moved towards the balcony door. Pushing the curtain aside with his elbow, he took a quick peek to confirm the neighbor wasn't currently there. Jimin released a thankful sigh as he slipped outside.

Retrieving his phone and headphones from his pocket, he scrolled through to select a song. Sticking the headphones in, Jimin began letting the music move him. His hips swayed gently as he went through the steps. His right leg slid back and his opposite hand reached up towards the rising sun. He twisted his back in an arch and shifted his weight to the left leg.

The weekends were his favourite days of the week – but not for the reason of many others. Saturday and Sunday were the two days that Jimin worked his favourite job as a dance instructor. It was far from a professional upper class studio. It had taken on more of a recreational role: offering beginner classes to dancers that were interested in obtaining a simple enjoyment.

Jimin had the honour of teaching the children's ballet and contemporary classes for ages five to eleven and advanced classes of contemporary for teenagers. The studio, teaching, became an outlet for when Jimin could no longer be on stage himself. It had filled a piece of himself that he hadn't realized he was missing.

The music began to slow to a deeper pace. A feeling of confidence overtook his movements, increasing the passion behind his dance. He twirled once on his toes, finishing with a kick back. Crossing his arms over his head he swayed to the side. Quickly he dropped at the waist bending as he reached for the floor with a delicate twist of his wrist.

"Hmm" a soft groan sounded from behind Jimin.

Jimin's body snapped up in sudden tension. Spinning on his heels, he turned to the offending intruder. "Who the hell are you?" Jimin hissed. He knew exactly who the man was, it was obvious. Who else would be on the balcony at six in the morning? But Jimin didn't take kindly to being snuck up on. Especially if that individual was gazing atJimin's ass.

"Jeon Jungkook." the tall man stated, holding his hand out as a greeting. "Your new neighbor."

The man was tall, not to the level of Jin or Namjoon, but tall enough to be impressive compared to Jimin. Just as he was the night before, the man – Jungkook – was dressed only in a pair of snug sweatpants. His dark hair was well overdue for a haircut, falling in tangles around his neck. Jimin's eyes slowly gazed down the male's right arm. He had caught a glimpse of the tattoos the night before, but now he was able to make out the elegant designs. Trailing down, Jimin's eyes locked with a beautiful tiger flower. It was large and delicate, with expert shading.

"Sorry we haven't gotten a chance to meet until now" Jungkook offered, drawing Jimin's attention away from the ink. Jungkook's own eyes gave Jimin a once-over. His chocolate scent slightly increased along with his observations. Slowly his tongue trailed over his lips, looking every bit like a hungry wolf that was eager to take a bite. "Had I known you were this beautiful I would've made more of an effort at introductions."

Jimin snorted in response to that. He eyed Jungkook's extended hand with disgust before he stepped away. "So if I was ugly you wouldn't have bothered acknowledging me? Or is it perhaps not my beauty you're interested in, but rather my ass?" Jimin crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the man. He wasn't one to be rude or aggressive. This wasn't how Jimin intended to originally meet his neighbor – but he certainly hadn't expected it to be with Jungkook ogling his ass.

However Jimin's internal omega chose that moment to make an appearance. "Our ass. He likes our ass," the omega cooed. He padded the floor happily as his warm eyes widened with happiness.

"Can't your ass just be an added bonus?" Jungkook answered with a shrug. Hooking his ankle around the nearest chair he tugged it over. Taking a seat, he crossed his legs before him. "You don't need to stop" Jungkook stated retrieving a granola bar from his pocket. When Jimin raised a questioning eyebrow, the man added with a light chuckle. "You were dancing. I don't mind if you continue."

"Of course you don't..." Jimin answered with a roll of his eyes. Jimin squinted slightly as he couldn't resist overlooking the boy again. There was something off about the way the man smelt today. At night, the scent that wafted through the walls was very clearly burnt chocolate; it held an evident sweetness, yet there was a harshness that left a lingering aftertaste. Today however, out in the light of day, the man smelt of a deep melted dark chocolate. It was warm and sweet. It was similar to a freshly baked cake, straight from the oven. Still, there was more to the aroma, a hint of something that Jimin couldn't make out. Something that didn't match the sweet chocolate.

Jungkook snickered slightly, "you going to finish that?" His slender finger pointed towards the half drank coffee mug, placed on the floor. The man didn't wait for Jimin's reply. Rather he reached over and grasped the handle. He flashed Jimin a look, challenging him to deny the implied request. For whatever reason, Jimin felt an overwhelming sense to submit. His only response was a tense small nod.

Raising the mug to take a sip Jungkook made a disgusted face. "Ah" he coughed slightly, eying the offending drink. His eyes burned into the mug as though he was hoping he could alterate the flavor. "Bitter."

"Sorry my coffee isn't to your liking" Jimin hissed. The omega held back a disappointed whimper that his drink hadn't pleased the other male. Jimin found it within his willpower to finally unfreeze. Snatching the coffee cup away from Jungkook, he flashed the other a glare. He glanced down at his coffee for a moment too long, actually contemplating taking a sip. This was set to be the only coffee Jimin had for the long tiring day, but he couldn't pull himself to drink from the tainted cup.

"That's fine" Jungkook answered. "Just add some cream and sugar next time." Jimin, for whatever reason felt his omega tucking that information away as though it was something important for the future. Jungkook shifted slightly in his chair, lifting his hip and tugging a lighter and a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. Removing one from the pack, he raised it to his lips.

"Do you have to smoke out here?" Jimin challenged. He eyed the man as he lit the cigarette with a deep breath. Jimin watched as the other male rolled his eyes slightly.

"Where exactly do you suggest I smoke, if not outside on my balcony?" Jungkook answered in return with his deep smooth voice.

"It's not only your balcony" Jimin argued, making a disgusted face as he got a sniff of the smoke. But his voice sounded weak and lacked confidence. Jimin couldn't understand what was coming over him. He wanted to argue with a bold and determined stance, but he felt the deep urge to submit again.

The sweetened scent of the chocolate began to fade as it was replaced with smoky burnt aroma. Now Jimin understood the reasoning behind the burnt chocolate. This man smoked so often that his own aroma was temporarily altered.

"Want one?" Jungkook offered the pack in Jimin's direction. He had noticed the omega burning his gaze into the smoke.

"I'll pass" Jimin stated with an unimpressed wave of his hand. His nose twitched slightly when he felt his omega tug at him from inside. "Accept, accept, accept" the omega within was whining to Jimin and turning in pitiful little circles. It let out a low howl when Jimin had refused. The omega appeared unimpressed that Jimin turned down Jungkook's offer at a 'gift.' Although Jimin didn't see how a single cigarette could be considered as a gift.

"Suit yourself." Jungkook answered with a shrug. He lifted the cig for another drag. Turning slightly to face away from Jimin he released the breath.

Jimin's internal omega jumped with pleasure from watching Jungkook's action. "He turned away" the omega danced happily within Jimin's thoughts. He was turning in circles practically, chasing his own tail. Jimin must admit he too had been impressed that Jungkook was considerate enough regarding his surroundings. Jungkook didn't breathe straight out or in Jimin's direction. Rather he faced towards the ground where the smoke would be dispersed, without Jimin breathing any in.

The emergence of Jimin's omega was surprising to him, especially with the level of communication he's had. Since the day that Jimin had been abandoned by Junghyun, his omega had become increasingly careful around strangers. Conversations would be held to a minimum and typically only obtained a warning. Jimin couldn't remember the last time the omega made an appearance with the intent to please a new wolf.

Regardless of the reasoning, Jimin didn't like it. He didn't appreciate the way this strange wolf made himself and his omega long for approval and pleasure. Jimin did not submit. It was as simple as that. But Jungkook made him want to. And Jimin was far from okay with that.

"Cigarettes destroy your scent" Jimin explained, finally finding words after an awkward silence. His voice was softer than he would've liked. His shoulders had visibly relaxed and the tension in his neck had faded away. At some point Jimin had uncrossed his arms and now let them rest against his sides. "Not to mention they are silent killers."

"We are all slowly dying" Jungkook answered with a shrug. Holding the smoke between his fingers, he turned to gaze at the omega. "As for the scent, maybe destroying it is exactly what I want. We can't all be as sweet as strawberries." Jungkook slowly eyed up and down Jimin's slender body with deep interest.

The omega let out a pleased howl. The wolf had practically jumped with excitement. In fact Jimin could sense he nearly wanted to purr. "Sweet strawberries. He knows our scent. He likes our scent."

"What?" Jimin frowned giving his head a small shake. He didn't completely comprehend the meaning behind the other man's words. Did Jungkook not like his own scent? Aside from the occasional burning aspect the chocolate was warm and comforting. Jimin felt the sudden push to reassure the other omega.

"Chocolate smells just as sweet as strawberries, some might even argue that it is considered sweeter." Jimin noticed the man awkwardly shift in the chair. Jungkook's eyes turned away from Jimin's and gazed down at the flooring. Jungkook's face twisted slightly in anger and disappointment when Jimin mentioned that chocolate could be seen as sweeter. Why wouldn't he like that thought? Don't all omegas strive for the sweetest aroma they can achieve? Alphas pride themselves on their deep woodsy and spicy scents, whereas omega's long for sweetness and citrus.

Slowly Jimin began to piece together the incomplete puzzle.

There was the ever-revolving door of omegas providing sexual stimulation, with Jungkook easily maintaining stamina to keep up with the demands. Jungkook's broad shoulders, wide chest and bulging arm muscles gave the man a body structure with a sense of power and control. The behaviour and attitude that Jungkook displayed out on the balcony, from the shameless flirting to the power struggle of conversation control. Jimin's own uncontrollable omega crying out to submit and please the neighbor.

The obvious distaste for his own scent only sealed the suspicions.

"But... you don't want to smell like chocolate" Jimin noted. "Because the sweetness makes you appear as an omega. And you're not an omega. You're an alpha. Right?"

"Alpha" Jungkook snickered "most people assume beta at most." The alpha was still denying eye contact. He didn't approve of Jimin's speculation, but he also didn't correct the omega. Releasing the half finished cigarette, Jungkook crushed it under his barefoot, not even flinching from the burn mark it had certainly left behind.

Jimin inwardly flinched at the action, his own heel feeling like it was burning. "You're an alpha though."

"Yeah" Jungkook snorted slightly. "I'm an alpha." The warmth of the chocolate had long since vanished. There was now a lingering bonfire scent, but not the same burning sensation of when Jungkook smoked. This aroma had anger and disappointment. Jimin realized within a second that he had offended the alpha in some way.

"But" Jimin awkwardly glanced side-to-side feeling like he couldn't maintain eye contact anymore. His omega within had suddenly turned silent. Leaving Jimin to fend for him now. "There's nothing wrong with smelling like chocolate."

"Yeah right, I'm sure that explains why you can't make eye contact anymore" Jungkook mumbled. A loud screech was heard as Jungkook stood, pushing the chair back suddenly. Jimin opened his mouth to protest, but no words could be found. How do you soothe an alpha for something they despise but have no control over? "Whatever" Jungkook hissed. Moving along the balcony Jungkook went to his own door and slid it open.

Jimin, having finally found the courage, looked up from his spot. Locking eyes with Jungkook he easily distinguished the hatred and distaste, though Jimin was certain this was only a curtain shading more intimate feelings. Emotions of anger were easy for alphas to showcase and display. To them it gave a sense of power or strength. But the lesser emotions, ones of sadness and pain, those were carefully sheltered away. Jimin fought back his natural behaviour and senses as an eomma to reach out and comfort the alpha, to hug the sadness away.

Jungkook paused in his doorway and slowly gave Jimin another once-over, gazing over his body ever so carefully. "You might want to take care of that," Jungkook stated with a single finger pointing in the direction of Jimin's crotch.

"Excuse me?" Jimin hissed, completely unimpressed by Jungkook invasion of privacy. Glancing downwards to eye what Jungkook was so interested in, Jimin released a loud gasp, followed quickly by a curse. In a flash his hands carefully folded in front of his lap in a failed attempt of hiding the tent that had long since formed in his sweatpants. Jimin's face burned a deep shade of red. His body now going stiff with embarrassment. "I'm not... it's not..." he stuttered over his words before completely trailing off, unable to find any explanation for the obvious hard on.

Jungkook let out a light chuckle, forcing his eyes to pull away from Jimin's crotch. "Sure" Jungkook answered with eyes twinkling in amusement. "And I'm not either" the alpha purred and flashed Jimin a quick wink. With a single small wave of his fingers Jungkook slid back inside his apartment, but he ensured his body was turned at just the perfect angle, so that Jimin could catch a glimpse of Jungkook's own prominent large hardened crotch.

Jimin was cursing to himself as he slid back inside his own apartment. Fumbling with the lock of the door, he struggled with regaining some form of control. He hadn't noticed the pain forming in his crotch until Jungkook had pointed it out. With the desperate need to release, Jimin suspected he had been hard for some time now. Possibly – and extremely embarrassing – since Jungkook had complimented Jimin on his ass.

Glancing at the clock, the omega noted that he still had another twenty minutes before the twins needed to be awake. That gave him just barely enough time to squeeze in a quick shower – and hopefully lower this new problem. Peeking into his bedroom, Jimin spotted the twins curled up in bed together. The two had clearly sensed their eomma had left and went in search of each other. Taemin had his arm and leg thrown over Seokjoon's body, laying practically on top of his elder brother. Their little faces were pressed together; with Seokjoon nuzzling his nose into Tae's neck.

With a warm smile Jimin slipped into his room and retrieved a change of clothing from his closet. Clenching the fabric to his chest, he glanced over his shoulder one final time to ensure the kids were still asleep. Then he entered the bathroom, securing the door behind him. Turning the water on, Jimin peeled his sweaty shirt off. Looking down at his pants, he glared lightly at his stupid offending dick that gave him away. It wasn't until Jimin was peeling his sweatpants off that he felt the long, sticky trail of slick gliding down his legs.

Letting out an embarrassed groan, Jimin could feel his face heat up. Of course the hard on wasn't the only thing the omega had to worry about. He had begun to leak. A half hour conversation surrounded by the scent of an unmated alpha made the omega start to leak his slick. There was no doubt in his mind now that Jungkook had known the entire time that Jimin had been turned on. It would be impossible to miss the smell of his strawberry slick.

Stepping into the shower, Jimin felt the lukewarm water coat around him. It felt soothing and cooling on his heated skin. Trying his best to ignore his hormones, Jimin grabbed for the shampoo bottle. Running his fingers through his hair, Jimin fidgeted uncomfortably. The hard-on wasn't going down, and with a low groan Jimin fought against the images that appeared in his mind.

The attractive alpha pushed the shower curtain aside with his tattooed arm, to display himself in all his naked glory. "Omega" Jungkook's voice echoed into Jimin's dream world. The omega internally whimpered out a sigh of pleasure. "Need some assistance?" Jungkook cooed. He stepped inside the shower with a smirk dancing on his lips. Moving forward, he placed his hands on either side of Jimin against the wall.

"W-what" Jimin stuttered out. Glancing from side to side he searched for a way out. But Jungkook had him successfully cornered into the wall. "What are you doing here?" Jimin whispered out in a breathy voice.

"I'm here to help" Jungkook answered around the water falling around him. Jimin eyed one of the droplets as it rolled down Jungkook's chiseled chest. His gaze continued to follow it down, over his abs. Reaching out, Jimin carefully trailed the very tip of his finger over the creased lines of Jungkook's abdomen. "Do you like my abs, omega?" Jungkook husked out. "I noticed you checking me out on the balcony. Is that what made you leak your slick?"

Jimin could feel his face heat up at the thought of the alpha having noticed the accidental leaking. Jimin released a pitiful little gasp when he felt Jungkook's large palm against Jimin's thigh. "W-what..." Jungkook's hand trailed higher.

"Are you leaking for me now?" Jungkook purred in Jimin's ear. Jimin nibbled on his bottom lip and gave his head a determined shake. It was very likely a lie. But Jimin wasn't about to admit that he was still producing slick at the mere thoughts of the alpha. "No?" Jungkook cooed. The alpha leaned forward and pressed his nose against the nape of Jimin's neck. "That's too bad." Jungkook sounded like he was pouting, but there was a clear smirk on his lips. "But it looks like something else needs my attention." Jungkook moved his hand upwards ever so slightly and ran his fingertips along Jimin's shaft.

Jimin released a small but deep moan. At first instinct, Jimin considered pulling back, but the hold Jungkook had on his member held him in place. He couldn't remember the last time his dick received attention from an alpha and he was quickly drawn to the touch.

"Do you like that, omega?" Jungkook purred, leaning forward to nibble on Jimin's earlobe. "Does that feel good?" Jimin hummed a little moan in response. Jungkook's fingers glided down Jimin's shaft again. "Close your eyes" Jungkook instructed.

The omega gave into the command. Slowly closing his eyes, Jimin felt his entire body relax. Leaning his head back against the shower wall he bucked his hips forward, begging to receive more from the alpha.

"Ah there we go" Jungkook groaned happily. His fingers closed around Jimin's shaft, taking the member fully into his palm. Carefully, he moved his hand up and down, going a little too slowly for Jimin's liking.

"Faster" Jimin whimpered out. His member was already pulsing in pain, having been denied its orgasm for several minutes. He was deeply in need of a release.

Jungkook chuckled "such an eager omega." listening to the Jimin's pleading, he began to stroke at a fast pace. His palm firmly encased Jimin's shaft, moving quickly. His thumb glazed across Jimin's tip as precum began to leak.

Jimin released a deep moan of pleasure. "F-fuck" Jimin clawed at Jungkook, his small hands latching onto the alpha's shoulders.

"Moan for me omega," Jungkook ordered with a growl. "I need to hear you moan." Jimin complied. He released all the noises he had been withholding. A deep groan formed as Jimin's body shook from the build-up.

Jimin panted lightly, his hips bucking forward again. The pressure was only building up but the release had yet to come. "Please, alpha, I need a release" he was begging for it now. Jungkook was being too gentle. But right now Jimin just needs the orgasm to reach him.

"Then you better start pumping" the alpha answered with a smirk. "Faster Jimin. Stroke yourself faster." The voice of the alpha began to fade. The only noise in the shower was the pelting water and Jimin's own soft pants.

Slowly opening his eyes, Jimin found the fantasy had faded away. The alpha was no longer there – having only been a pigment of his overactive imagination. However one thing was very real and that was Jimin's throbbing member currently grasped by his own hand.

Jimin blushes, despite himself being alone in the shower and having no reason to be embarrassed. With a deep groan of defeat, Jimin began to stroke himself again. His fingers moved across his tip, wiping away the cum. Jimin couldn't remember the last time he shamelessly stood in his shower and pleasured himself. Picking up speed, he released another moan.

With his head leaning against the shower wall Jimin felt the pressure build up all the way. Moving his hand he pumped himself faster, going until he reached his climax. "Ah f-fuck" Jimin moaned deep in his throat as the orgasm suddenly hit him. Panting heavily Jimin guided his hand down his shaft, riding out the high. "Fuck" Jimin cursed again. The water was quick to wash away the cum but Jimin still noted the large foaming white build-up around the tip of his member.

The moment the release had come to a comforting end, Jimin pulled his hand away. Pausing for a moment, he allowed the now cool water to wash over his now fully relaxed body for a final time. After turning the water off, Jimin stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist.

Jimin stepped up in front of the sink and peered at himself in the mirror. He released a heavy breath that Jimin didn't know he was holding. Over the past four years Jimin wanted nothing to do with any alpha – especially unmated ones. Now Jimin was forced to live beside an extremely attractive, tattoo-covered, chocolate-smelling alpha. An alpha that upon first meeting, saw Jimin with a hard-on in his sweatpants and got a front row sniff of Jimin's strawberry slick.

This was not going to end well for Jimin.

"Trouble." Jimin told his reflection. Giving a determined nod he added, "I'm in big trouble."