Hello everyone!

After so long, I'm finally here with a new chapter!
Thank you so much for your patience <3

This chapter contains:
- scenting
- masturbating, mention of slick
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"I'm coming!" Jimin half shouts as he goes to his front door, quickly adjusting his shirt he put on. He smiles when he sees the person through the peephole. "Hello, hyung! Come in," he says after he opens the door, stepping aside to let the latter in.

"Hello Jiminie! I hope you don't mind me visiting you," Seokjin greets him, giving a half hug. When they separate he lifts his other arm up, showing a bag. "I just brought you some food you can bring to your... client."

"You shouldn't have to, hyung," Jimin slightly blushes as he takes the bag and walks towards the kitchen. He peeks in, the smell of the food that comes out from the dosiraks makes his mouth water. "Holy shit, hyung, these are still hot!"

"Language, Jimin-ah," Seokjin gently warns him as he stops right next to him. "Yeah, I woke up early and had time to put something together," he gently nudged his hips against Jimin's.

"Thank you!" Jimin smiles widely, giving a quick peck onto Seokjin's cheek. "You're the best, hyung!"

"I know," Seokjin says and chuckles a little. "So, how was your meeting with your client yesterday?" He casually asks as he sits down.

"It went well!" Jimin chirps while he makes a quick breakfast for himself and sits at the other side of his table, ignoring Seokjin's glare as he starts eating his instant ramen. "He's so shy, he blushed so much while we talked about the details," he adds after he swallows his bite of noodles.

"Not everyone talks about this kind of stuff that easily, Jimin-ah," Seokjin says, resting his chin on his hand.

"I know that," he agrees and takes another bite of his breakfast. "But I gave him time and typed down everything in my phone so I can memorise them."

"Oh, smart!" Seokjin slightly nods his head, acknowledging Jimin's great idea. "Can I see what you wrote?" He asks with a raised eyebrow.

"You know I shouldn't let you do that, hyung," Jimin replies, and lifts the cup to his mouth, leaning his head back to take a sip of it.

"Come on, Jiminie! At least tell me something about him!" Seokjin pleads, showing a pout while he looks at him with puppy eyes.

"Hm, okay, I think I can do that," Jimin hums as he puts down the now empty cup. His eyes widen a little when he remembers what he wanted to ask yesterday from Seokjin and the others. "Oh, but first I have a question for you."

"Oh?" Seokjin slightly turns his head in interest.

"Did you know that there are Betas who can go both into ruts and heats?" Jimin searched a little about it last night before he went to sleep, but he barely found anything.

"Actually, yes - there was a Beta student around campus who was like that. I never met them, but I heard rumours about a Beta who had both heats and ruts during their university years," Seokjin replies, surprising Jimin with his answer. "They're really rare, but it is true, some of them can go through both."

"Hm, so Jungkook was telling me the truth..." Jimin mumbles as he stares at the empty cup in his hands.

"Jungkook?" Seokjin asks, and when Jimin glances at his hyung, he sees a mischievous smile crossing his face.

"You didn't hear anything," Jimin tries, but it's no use, he can see it in the latter's expression. "Just please don't tell this to the others, okay?" He pleads with puppy eyes, his lips forming a pout.

"Alright, your secret is safe with me," Seokjin starts, but Jimin has a feeling he's not finished.

And he's right.

Seokjin leans a little closer, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Just show me a little glimpse of those notes you made when you talked with this Jungkook guy," the elder reaches his hand towards him, waiting. Jimin chews on his lips for a few seconds, thinking. He knows he doesn't really have a choice here - Seokjin always keeps his promises, and as he doesn't do this on a professional level (even though he'd love to but he needs more clients for that), it's not that bad of a deal.

"Okay, fine," he unlocks his phone and opens the note app before he gives it to the elder.

"Yay!" Seokjin chirps happily and leans closer to the phone screen. Jimin watches as the elder's eyes widen, his cheeks turning pink, and he has a guess what part Seokjin just read when his jaw drops.

Seokjin glances up from the phone, catching his bottom lip with his teeth. Jimin patiently waits as it's clear to him that the latter wants to ask something.

"So, you two will probably do all of these you wrote here?" Seokjin asks eventually.

"Probably, yeah," Jimin replies, trying to sound casual.

"Oh my god," Seokjin whispers and turns his gaze back onto the phone screen.

"Come on now, hyung, don't act like some virgin! We both know you have more kinks than him," Jimin says teasingly, leaning back in his seat to block the slight slap Seokjin wants to give him. "Hey, it's true," a small giggle escapes from his lips.

"I don't know what you're talking about," the elder says and gives his phone back. "So, when are you two going to meet again?" He asks, smoothly changing the subject.

"Ah, today, actually. I was just getting ready when you arrived," Jimin replies and stands up, throwing the empty ramen cup into the trash can.

"Oh, really? I hope I'm not bothering you," Seokjin says as he sits up in the chair.

"Not at all, hyung, don't worry," Jimin reassures him with a kind smile and makes his way towards his bedroom. He hears Seokjin following him, but he doesn't turn over until he puts the selected earrings into his ears. "You're always welcome here," he adds with a fond smile. He really loves his hyungs, they all mean the world to him.

"You're so sweet, Jimin-ah," Seokjin says, his lips curling up as well. "I think I should go though, I'll let you prepare for your meeting," he walks next to Jimin and gives him a hug. Jimin hugs him back, happily giggling as the elder lulls his head to the side, giving access for scenting which Jimin gladly does, the Alpha's scent calming his nervousness a little.

"Thank you again for the visit," Jimin says as he leans back, "and the food too. I'm sure he'll love everything you made," he adds.

"Of course he will. I cooked them after all."

"Someone has confidence, I see," Jimin says with a small chuckle as he follows Seokjin out of his room, only stopping at the front door of his apartment.

"I just stated facts, Jimin-ah," Seokjin comments as he pulls on his shoes.

"Of course you did," Jimin mumbles, and after one last hug, they bid their goodbyes and Seokjin leaves. Jimin still smiles as he continues to get ready for his meeting with Jungkook.

He's excited, and he hopes that everything's going to be just fine.

★★★

Jungkook jerks a little on the couch when he hears someone knocking on his front door. He slowly gets up, hissing as his belly aches a little - his cramps got worse this morning -, and makes his way towards the door. As he already cleaned the whole place last night, he had nothing else to do, so he was just chilling in his apartment, having a small breakfast and then watching Netflix shows while he was waiting for Jimin.

Taking a deep breath, Jungkook unlocks his door and opens it. When their gazes meet, Jimin smiles at him, his eyes becoming crescents.

"Hello! I'm here as I promised," the elder greets him, adjusting the strap of his bag on his shoulder. "I hope I wasn't late," he adds, and Jungkook swears Jimin is blushing a little.

"Hi! No, you didn't," he replies and steps aside, letting the Alpha in. His eyes widen a bit when he sees that Jimin brought one more bag with him besides his backpack.

Jimin quickly takes off his shoes and looks at him.

"Uh, I brought a few of my hoodies as we talked about yesterday, and," Jimin lifts the bag up a little, "a friend of mine made some food for us..."

Jungkook frowns at the word 'us'. Jimin bites his bottom lip and lets out a nervous laugh.

"We were hanging out when you called me, and they know what I'm doing," he starts, and Jungkook's expression probably tells how shocked he is as he quickly adds, "they don't know who you are! All they know is that someone called me and they needed my help."

Jungkook stays silent for a few moments, processing what he just heard. Jimin's friends know that he helps out others through their heats and ruts, but the Alpha doesn't share anything about his clients.

"O-okay," he stutters after he finally calms down. He glances at the bag in Jimin's hand, the faded scent of delicious food hitting his nose. "That's nice of them that they thought of me as well," he says with burning cheeks, his inner Beta purrs happily as someone who doesn't even know him takes care of him in their own way.

"Mhm, he always looks after our friends and me," Jimin nods with a smile, and follows the younger who walks into the apartment, leading him towards the kitchen. It's pretty small but cosy, giving a hint that it's not just a show off - that Jungkook probably cooks for himself on a regular basis.

Jungkook stops at the counter and turns over towards Jimin, reaching his hand to take the bag. The elder gives it to him, still smiling which makes the Beta blush.

"Thank you," Jungkook mumbles shyly before he puts the bag onto the counter and looks into it - there are two nicely folded dosiraks in there. He takes a deep breath, inhaling the scent of the food that makes his mouth water, a soft humming sound resonating in his chest. "It smells amazing," he says as he looks at Jimin.

"Wait until you taste it - Seokjin hyung's meals are the best," Jimin chirps with a wide smile, feeling proud of his hyung. Seokjin could be a well-known chef if he'd feel like it - his cooking skills are insane.

"Hm, I definitely would like to try it out later," Jungkook can't hold back his own smile appearing on his face when he sees Jimin's. "But first, I'd like to show the apartment for you," he's glad he's not stuttering as he speaks, it would be so embarrassing.

"Alright," Jimin nods and looks at him, waiting. Jungkook tries his best to not blush every time the Alpha looks at him, but he mostly fails - Jimin is so pretty and handsome at the same time, it's hard to resist his charms.

Even though Jungkook is a Beta, he still feels vulnerable as he shows his home to a stranger - even more as he's in pre-heat. It's his safe place, his nest where he only lets his close friends come over. The scent of himself and his nest calms his nerves down a little, but he's a bit worried about what Jimin thinks of it - he hopes the Alpha likes it or at least he doesn't hate it. When he takes a glance at the elder, he doesn't notice any kind of sign that he'd be disgusted.

Jimin stays quiet as he scans the rooms Jungkook shows him; the apartment is smaller but cosy and tidy, the furniture is practical, nothing too fancy but they look nice.

He has to admit that he likes the Beta's scent; it's not too intense but he can smell it in the whole apartment. It's the strongest in the bedroom - which is not that surprising -, the scent of pear hits his nose, he can almost taste it on his tongue, sweet and juicy with a tiny bit of sourness.

Jungkook stands from one foot to the other, too nervous to stay still as they're standing in his bedroom. He scans the room for the nth time, hoping he doesn't notice any spare socks or thrown cloth. Then he glances at Jimin who's still looking around, his eyes stopping for a few moments at some places - the photos on the walls, Jungkook assumes. He loves taking pictures in general, he thinks it's nice to save these moments, so whenever he looks at them he can recall what happened and what kind of emotions he felt when he made those pictures. He has quite a nice collection - photos of his friends, places he went or sceneries he found nice at that exact moment. As he thinks of himself as someone who's not the best with words, he takes these photos to show how precious these moments are for him.

"So," Jungkook starts, trying to stay calm when Jimin turns his head towards him, "you said you brought a few of your hoodies so I can get used to your scent," he stops for a moment, and he notices how Jimin's eyes widen a little - he probably recalls that he mentioned it when Jungkook let him in. "Can you give them to me?" Gosh, he feels how his cheeks are burning, but he tries his best to ignore it.

"Ah, sure!" Jimin replies and takes off his bag, crouching down as he puts it onto the floor to open it. He pulls out two hoodies - a grey and a black one, reaching them towards Jungkook as he stands up. "Here you go," he says with a smile.

"Thank you," Jungkook takes the clothes and fights the urge of smelling them in front of the latter and walks to the edge of his bed, nicely folding them before leaving them there. He's going to sleep with the hoodies so he can be familiar with the Alpha's scent - he's curious what it's like.

"I hope they'll be useful - I wear those the most whenever I'm home," Jimin says, and Jungkook notices a slight blush on his cheeks.

"I'm sure they will," Jungkook reassures him, a small smile appearing on his face.

"Uh," Jungkook breaks the silence that settled between them, "do you have any plans for the rest of the day?" He asks, biting his bottom lip at the end of his sentence. The situation still feels awkward for him, and he doesn't know what he should say or do.

"Well, I can stay if you want me to," Jimin replies before he takes his bag back onto his shoulder.

"Only if it won't ruin your original plans," Jungkook insists - he doesn't want to make the elder feel obligated to stay.

"It's okay, don't worry," Jimin reassures him with a smile.

"Alright," Jungkook mumbles, standing from one foot to the other. Gosh, why does he have to be so awkward? No wonder why he doesn't have that many friends...

"What are you usually doing when you're alone?" Jimin asks, probably sensing Jungkook's nervousness.

"Uh, I play video games or watch something on my tv," Jungkook replies. He hesitates a little, but as he notices Jimin's hiding smile, he feels his cheeks burning. "Sorry, I'm pretty boring..." he mumbles.

"That's definitely not true," Jimin says, a sad smile playing on his lips.

"It is though - I barely have any hobbies, I mostly go to work and hang out with my friends from time to time," Jungkook explains with a pout. He doesn't admit that he has like two or three friends he's close with.

"That doesn't mean you're boring, Jungkook," Jimin tries to reassure him, which feels nice for Jungkook, but as they don't know each other enough, Jungkook can't truly believe what the Alpha says, even if he wants to.

"Why would you think I'm not boring?" Jungkook asks out of curiosity.

"Because I can relate to you! I only have one hobby I love doing and other than this - helping out others like I help you, I mean - I don't do anything else either except hanging out with my friends," Jimin replies. "Just because you don't have dozens of hobbies or go out that much doesn't mean that you as a person are boring."

"Well, if you put it like that..." Jungkook mumbles as he looks away for a moment. As he looks back at Jimin, his heart flutters a little at Jimin's warm smile. He stays quiet, not knowing what he should say or do. He's still wondering when his stomach growls, breaking the settled up silence. He looks away with red cheeks, but he still notices the smile on Jimin's face. "Ah, sorry, I didn't eat that much for breakfast and-"

"It's okay, don't worry," Jimin interrupts his rambling.

"I... I'll get myself something to eat, if you don't mind," once he gets a nod from Jimin, Jungkook turns over and goes to the kitchen. He hears that Jimin follows him but he feels too embarrassed to look back at him. He stops in front of the counter where he left the bag of food Jimin brought to him. He chews on his lips as he glances at Jimin. "Would you like to eat as well?"

"I can never say no to Seokjin hyung's food," Jimin replies as he walks next to him. Jungkook takes out the dosiraks and gives one of them to him. "I'm sure you're going to like it too," he shows another kind smile to him before he makes his way towards the dining table and sits down, putting his bag onto the chair next to him.

"Okay, you're making me so curious now," Jungkook says as he puts his dosirak at the other side of the table, then he turns over and takes two pairs of chopsticks and two spoons before he finally sits down. "Thank you for the meal," he smiles at Jimin. His cheeks slightly burn when the Alpha smiles back at him.
Jungkook opens the dosirak, and his mouth falls open at the sight - there's rice, kimchi, pickled radish, fish cake, some japchae, a few dumplings next to four nicely cut kimbaps, and even some tteokgalbi, all packed nicely in the box.

"Hm, so good," he hears Jimin humming in delight, and as Jungkook glances at him he sees how the Alpha takes a big bite of kimbap i to his mouth. When their eyes meet, Jimin swallows his bite and smiles at him. "Go on, give it a try," he says and continues eating.

Jungkook turns his gaze back at his dosirak and grabs his pair of chopsticks. He runs his tongue over his lips as he scans through the food, and he decides to try out one of the dumplings. He takes it and leans in a little, smelling it before he puts it into his mouth. His brows furrow as he chews; the dumpling is delicious - it's not too salty, maybe even a bit sweeter which he prefers, and he can feel the spices too in a perfect balance, none of the ingredients overpower the other.

If a simple dumpling tastes this good, he can't even imagine how the rest of the food is going to be.

"So, what do you think?" Jungkook looks at Jimin at the question - the grin on the latter's face lets Jungkook know that Jimin already knows the answer.

"It's amazing," Jungkook replies, fighting the urge to savour everything in his dosirak. He grabs a bite of kimchi and rice and takes it into his mouth, humming as his brows furrow again.

"I told you," Jimin chirps before he continues eating. "Hyung makes the best meals ever," he adds as he points towards Jungkook with his chopsticks.

"Is he a chef or something?" Jungkook asks after he swallows his mouthful. Gosh, the tteokgalbi is so good, holy shit.

"No, he works as a waiter, but he always says that he wants to cook because he loves doing it, and he's scared that he'd lose his passion for cooking if he'd do it as his job," Jimin replies and takes a sip of the drink Jungkook brought for him when he sat down.

"That's understandable," Jungkook says and falls silent. He heard how hard it is to work as a chef - it's so hard and stressful, he knows he's not capable of working in the culinary field.

They finish their meals rather quickly - Jungkook can't help it, everything is so tasty, he took one bite after the other, humming in delight as he did so. He leans back in his seat with a satisfied sigh, running his palm over his full belly. He looks at Jimin, a small smile playing on his lips.

"Thank you for the meal, it was delicious," he says.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it - I'll tell Seokjin hyung how much you liked what he cooked," Jimin says, his lips curling up as well.

"Ah, I'm so sorry for being this awkward, but this is still so new to me and I don't know what I should do," Jungkook mumbles after a few moments of silence, lowering his gaze as he plays with the hem of his shirt.

"It's okay, don't worry," Jimin reassures him, and by the tone of his voice, Jungkook thinks he's probably smiling but he's too shy to look at him. "I can leave if you want, I wouldn't feel offended," he adds, and Jungkook does lift his head up at that.

"No, you don't have to!" He says immediately, then he looks away again with burning cheeks. "I... I like being in your company, I just- I'm pretty bad at interacting with people."

"I'm glad that you're okay with me staying here," Jungkook hears Jimin, "and I'll try my best to make you feel more comfortable around me."

Jungkook finally has the courage to look at Jimin who sends him a soft smile in return. He wants to say something, but a sudden ache in his lower belly cuts his words, making him gasp for air.

"Jungkook? Are you okay?" Jimin asks with a worried tone, his brows furrowing.

"Cramps," is all Jungkook can say as he leans over a bit, his hand massaging the aching area. He takes a deep breath and slowly lets it out.

"Do you need anything? A painkiller or a glass of water?"

"I-it's fine, it'll go away soon," Jungkook replies with a not so convincing smile. Thankfully the pain fades a few moments later and he's capable of straightening back up in his chair. Jimin still looks at him with a worried expression though; it makes him blush a little. "I'm okay," he says, trying to sound firm.

"You're in pain, how can you say you're okay?" Jimin asks, his brows furrowing a little.

"Well, I'm going to go in heat, and sadly it's not painless," Jungkook shrugs as he replies. He got used to it by now - it was much worse back then, but during the years he learned how he can ease the pain, so it's not as bad nowadays.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be, it's not your fault," Jungkook shows him a sad smile, but it twitches when his lower belly aches again, the pain cutting into his flesh with sharp claws. It doesn't go unnoticed by Jimin, his frown deepening at it.

"Can I help you somehow?"

"Can we go to my bedroom?" Jungkook asks shyly.

"Of course!" Jimin replies and stands up, making his way towards him. Jungkook follows suit, and they make their way into his room. The pain eases a little when Jungkook takes a deep breath, inhaling his own scent as it's more intense here. He hops down onto his bed and sits onto the mattress, leaning his back against the wall at the bedframe. Jimin chooses to sit down on the chair at his desk, watching him with concern. "Feeling better?"

"Mhm," Jungkook hums as he slides his legs under the blanket, looking over his bed until he finds the bunch of clothes he slept with the previous night - he left them under his pillows. He gets a little too distracted with them, grabbing a big grey hoodie and lifts it up to his face when he remembers that Jimin is still with him - he freezes midway and glances towards the Alpha who's looking at him with a small smile. Jungkook lowers the cloth as he looks away with burning cheeks. "Ah, sorry, I-I just-" he starts rambling, the embarrassment makes him stutter.

"Jungkook, it's okay," Jimin interrupts him. "I'm not here to judge you. I'm here to help you in any way I can," he adds.

"Is this," Jungkook signs to the clothes around him, "okay to you?"

"Yes, it is," Jimin replies. "In fact, I find it very cute," he adds with a fond smile.

"That's good," Jungkook nods, "I mean, that you're okay with that," he adds, and gosh, when is he going to stop blushing? He lowers his head and focuses on the hoodie in his lap, his fingers playing with the fabric, enjoying the feeling of it.

"So, is there a way I can help you?" Jimin asks him again after a few moments of silence. Jungkook glances at him at that, and he's glad that his longer hair partly covers his probably pink cheeks.

Jungkook hums as he's thinking, his fingers still playing with the hoodie. His breath hitches a little in his throat when he gets an idea, but he's too scared to ask - it would be too soon, they barely met, but... it wouldn't hurt anyone, would it?

Making up his mind, Jungkook looks at Jimin, nibbling his bottom lip. The Alpha straightens his back in his seat, but he patiently waits, giving him time to say what he wants to. And that's what gives him the push, knowing that Jimin is so kind and patient with him, that since they met he has never stepped over the boundaries he put down.

"Would you... would you come over here?" He asks slowly, putting his hand next to himself, showing where he means 'here'. He can see how Jimin raises his brows, but he doesn't flee, which is a relief.

"Are you sure?" Jimin asks.

"Mhm," Jungkook hums in agreement, nodding as well.

"Alright then," Jimin says, his lips curling up to a small smile. He stands up and makes his way to the other side of the bed, slowly climbing up to settle down next to him.

Silence settles between them, but Jungkook's too shy to break it. He looks at the hoodies Jimin brought to him, his fingers itching, the urge to lean over and grab them rushes over him. He takes a deeper breath, but he can't smell Jimin's scent - he's probably using a scent blocker. It makes his Beta whine, but he shushes him - now's not the time for sulking.

The pain comes back again, making his lower belly ache, but this time he can control himself better; he closes his eyes for a moment and takes a deep breath, exhaling it slowly. As he opens his eyes, he glances at Jimin - he's playing with the hem of his shirt. Jungkook notices something that he probably missed the first time they met - a tattoo on Jimin's left wrist.

"Oh," he lets out unintentionally, his brows going up a little. As he wants to be a tattoo artist, he always gets curious when he sees a tattoo on someone. He can't see it properly in this angle, just a glimpse of it. It bugs him a little, but it would be inappropriate to ask, wouldn't it?

He probably is too obvious though as Jimin turns his hand over, showing his wrist to him. Jungkook looks at Jimin who smiles at him.

"Ah, sorry, I didn't mean to be nosy-" Jungkook starts rambling with red cheeks, gosh he's so stupid-

"It's okay, don't worry," Jimin interrupts him. "I don't mind if you'd like to take a look at it," he adds, reaching his hand towards him.

"Okay," Jungkook mumbles and gently holds Jimin's wrist, leaning a bit closer. It's a simple tattoo, a black 13 inked into his skin. He wonders if it has any meaning for the latter, but he doesn't want to be rude, so he's not going to ask.

"What do you think about it?" Jimin asks, and as Jungkook lifts his head up to look at him, he sees how the Alpha is smiling again, his eyes becoming little crescents.

"Ah, it's nicely done, the lines are solid and the colouring is even," he replies. "Whoever made it knew what they were doing," he adds.

"You think so?"

"Mhm. Sometimes the artists take these little tattoos easily while they should take their time with every tattoo, no matter how big or small it is," he says. He's seen some tattoos where he could tell that it was rushed, the artists didn't take their time with what they're doing. He lets Jimin's hand go, putting his hands back into his lap.

"Are you sure you don't want to be a tattoo artist?" Jimin asks with a raised eyebrow. Jungkook frowns at him, so he continues. "It seems like you're pretty interested in it, that's why I'm asking."

"Ah, I see," Jungkook mumbles, taking his bottom lip between his teeth. "Well, I'm not saying I'm opposed to becoming one, but I'm not sure if I'd be good enough. I mean, a tattoo artist has to draw in various styles, and creating designs needs a lot of originality and creativity, and I don't think I have that," he explains, his lips forming a pout at the end.

"I don't think that every artist has that wide knowledge at first, I'm sure they learn and grow as they work," Jimin tries to reassure him. "Don't belittle your skills, Jungkook," he adds, his tone is so comforting, it makes his nerves tingle in a good way.

"I can't promise anything," Jungkook says. "But thank you for your kind words, I appreciate it," he adds with burning cheeks.

"I'm glad you do," Jimin says. "And if you ever decide to become a tattoo artist, I'd love to get a tattoo from you."

"Really?" He asks with wide opened eyes.

"Mhm," Jimin hums in agreement. "I have a few already, but I'd love to get more," he adds.

"Oh, you have more tattoos?" Jungkook asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, I do," Jimin replies. His lips curl up to a mischievous smile. "But you'll have to wait to see them," he adds.

"Why?" Jungkook asks with a pout.

"I don't think it would help you during your pre-heat," Jimin replies, which only confuses him more. "One of them is at a place you can only see if I take off my shirt," he adds, noticing his puzzled expression.

"Oh," he lets out, his cheeks burning so hard he's scared he might get a fever. The small laugh he hears from the Alpha only intensifies his blush.

"Ah, sorry, I couldn't resist making that joke," Jimin says, but he's too shy to look at him.

"It's okay," he mumbles as he stares at his hands in his lap. He's not used to getting teased like this.

"It's just hard not to tease you - you look really cute when you blush," Jimin adds, which does not help him at all.

"I can't believe you just said that," he says, covering his ears with his hands as he lowers his head, hoping that his hair at least partly covers his completely red face. He doesn't see how wide Jimin's smile is.

"Why? It's true," Jimin says, and Jungkook thinks he's probably enjoying this a lot. A low whine breaks out from his throat as he hears these words; he pulls his knees up and buries his face, hiding it from the latter. "Okay okay, I'll stop, I'm sorry," he hears Jimin. At that, Jungkook slightly turns his head, peeking out at Jimin under his locks.

"You mean it?" He asks, his voice a bit muffled as he's still pressing his face against his knees.

"Mhm," Jimin hums, his grin forming into a smaller smile. "I think it's time for me to go," he says. Jungkook's Beta whines at that, and a part of him agrees with his inner wolf, but the other one - the bigger part of him - agrees that it's probably better if he'll be alone for the rest of the day. Jimin made him blush so hard that he feels hot all over, he needs to be alone so he can calm down.

"Are you sure?" He asks as he sits back up and looks at Jimin with wide eyes. He doesn't know what he wants, to be alone or to be with Jimin.

"I don't want to be a bother - you need to rest," Jimin replies.

"You're not a bother," he says, his inner wolf intensely nodding at that statement.

"We both know that this is not exactly true," Jimin says, his lips curling up when Jungkook pouts. "We can meet again tomorrow, if you like?"

"Mhm, that sounds good," Jungkook replies, a shy smile appearing on his face.

"Alright then," Jimin says with another smile, then he climbs off of the bed and adjusts to his shirt. Jungkook follows suit and walks next to him. Jimin looks around, his brows furrowing. "Hmm, where did I leave my bag?" He mumbles.

"At the dining table," Jungkook replies after a few moments of thinking.

"Ah, right!" Jimin says and he leaves the bedroom, making his way towards the kitchen. Jungkook walks behind him, but he walks further, only stopping at the front door. He watches as Jimin grabs his bag and lazily sways it onto his shoulder before he turns over and walks next to him.

"Thank you for the hoodies and the meal," Jungkook says, tugging his hair behind his ear as he glances away.

"Nah, don't even mention it," Jimin sways with his hand a little. Jungkook takes a step forward and unlocks his door, standing next to it once it's open. His Beta whines when Jimin walks out, but Jungkook shushes him. They're going to meet soon, there's no need to be sulking.

"See you tomorrow then?" Jungkook asks, blushing a little at how hopeful his tone is.

"Mhm," Jimin hums, a warm smile crossing his face. "See you tomorrow, Jungkook," he says and walks away. Jungkook fights the urge to step out and watch him leave, so he closes his door and locks it, resting his forehead against it.

So, besides the fact that he was a blushing mess, this whole meeting went quite well, Jungkook thinks. He slowly stands back and looks around.

"Oh," he lets out when he notices the empty dosiraks they left at the dining table a short while ago. He walks there and grabs them with the rest of the dirty dishes and washes up, humming a melody in the meantime. He'll give the clean boxes to Jimin tomorrow.

Once he's finished, he takes a few snacks from one of the cabinets and goes into the living room, turning the tv back on as he wants to finish the movie he started. It distracts himself from the fact that he's in pre-heat, but the occasional cramps keeps making him remember. It's not the first time he sees this movie, but he loves it so much that he rewatches it from time to time.

The credits are already going when he hears his phone buzzing. He stops the movie and turns off the tv before he goes into his room, picking up the phone from the nightstand where he left it. He quickly looks at the screen before he answers the call.

"Hey hyung!" He greets him, trying to not sound nervous. He hasn't talked with any of his friends since last night, and he feels a little guilty about it.

"Kookie! How are you doing?" He hears Taehyung's worried voice at the other side of the line. "I went to your workplace to see you, but they told me you called sick," Jungkook can tell by his friend's tone that he's pouting.

"I feel better now," he says, swallowing the lump that appeared in his throat. "Sorry for making you worried."

"How many times do I have to tell you to stop apologising for everything, Kook?" Jungkook lifts his shoulders up a little, embarrassed that he's getting scolded like a kid. "I'm glad you're feeling better though. Do you need anything?" Gosh, he doesn't deserve such a good friend like Taehyung.

"No, but thank you for your offer," he replies as he sits down onto his bed, the guilt making his eyes burn.

Stupid hormones.

"Alright then," Taehyung says and takes a deep breath. "Drink a lot of hot tea and rest, okay? I hope you'll get better soon."

"Mhm, I will," he promises.

"And don't hesitate to call me if you need anything," Taehyung offers. "A quick turn to the grocery store or a body pillow to hold while you sleep," he adds - Taehyung loves flirting, and Jungkook's never going to get used to it.

"I went to the store a few days ago, and I think it's best if we won't meet for a few days, hyung - I don't want you to get sick too," he says, and he hopes that Taehyung doesn't notice how his voice trembles. Fuck, he hates lying, even if it's just a little one like this.

"Ah, okay," Taehyung says, probably pouting. "Just please call or at least text me from time to time, okay? I'd like to know about your well-being."

"Okay, I will," Jungkook mumbles.

"Take care, Kookie!"

"Bye, hyung!" He says before they end the call. He lets his hand fall into his lap as he stares at it. His knuckles go white at how intensely he's holding his phone. He's such a terrible person. Why can't he tell his friends that he's going through ruts and heats at least twice a year? They know exactly what it's like, they would understand, right?

...But what if they wouldn't? He hears that little voice in the back of his mind. It wouldn't be this complicated if he would only go through one, but both? That's pretty uncommon. It's not normal. Well, he's not the only Beta with this... condition, but still, it's very rare. He knows too well how society thinks about things which don't fit their normatives. He loves his friends a lot, but he can't risk losing them.

Pouting, he puts his phone back onto the nightstand and decides to sneak back under the blanket, his hand unintentionally grabbing the cloth he was holding when Jimin was here with him. He lifts it up but stops midway when he notices the hoodies he got from Jimin. Right, the Alpha agreed to bring some of his clothes so he can get used to his scent when his heat kicks in.

With that in mind, Jungkook puts the cloth from his hand next to himself and gets onto his knees, grabbing one of the hoodies from the end of the bed, sitting up to rest his back against the bed frame. He's nervous, but his curiosity is bigger. He runs his tongue over his lips, then he lifts the hoodie up to his face. The smell of clove hits his nose - it's sweet yet a bit spicy, with a hint of woodsy scent.

"Hmm," he hums as he takes another deep breath, and he can smell the whiff of orange, sweet and juicy, uplifting the spicy scent of the clove. He rubs his cheek against the cloth, the soft fabric tickles him a little, another hum resonating in his chest as he inhales Jimin's scent. He just can't get enough of it, it smells so good, and he can't wait to smell it right from Jimin when he doesn't have his scent blocker on him-

As he continues burying his face into the hoodie, he unintentionally rubs it against his neck.

"Ah!" He lets out, a wave of his own scent filling the air, it's rich and juicy and as he takes another deep breath, he smells the mixture of his and Jimin's scents and holy shit how amazing does it feel-

Alpha, his inner wolf purrs while Jungkook slides down in his bed, completely unaware of his surroundings. All he can think of is how amazing Jimin's scent smells like, how he wants to bury himself in it, drowning in the scent of clove and orange.

A thought runs through his fuzzy mind about why he's reacting like this to Jimin's scent, but it quickly fades when he rubs the hoodie against his face and neck, letting out a low, raspy sigh as another wave of his own scents fills the air. He presses his legs together, feeling how he's hardening. A moan slips through his lips at how the fabric soothes his cock, and he presses his legs together again, getting some friction to it. It's not right, the last bit of his common sense warns him, but his mind is too fuzzy, he craves for more.

His hand slides down on his body on its own - at least that's what Jungkook thinks -, his breath hitching in his throat when he runs his palm over his boner. His Beta whines, wanting more, and this time Jungkook gives in to his instinct and slides his hand under his pants and boxers, curling his fingers around himself. He feels how hot his cheeks are burning, and he tries to soothe his skin with Jimin's hoodie, but it only makes him more aroused, his blood boiling with lust and desire.

He wonders about what Jimin would do to him, gently holding his shaft while pressing his body against his, whispering sweet nothings into his ear. He slightly squeezes himself, a breathy moan escaping from his lips at the pressure, precum dampening his underwear. He remembers what he told Jimin yesterday, all the things they're most likely going to do when his heat kicks in. Will Jimin call him pup or another petname? Will he leave biting marks on his skin? Will he eat him out? Will he knot him?

"Fuck," he breathes out at the last thought, his cock twitching in his hand. He fucked himself with knotted dildos so many times during his previous heats, but he's never gotten a real one before - fuck, he's never gotten a real dick before at all. Just the thought of getting fucked by someone as hot as Jimin makes him shiver with anticipitation, and he starts stroking himself with a faster pace, running his thumb over the tip to spread his precum, using it as a lubricant. He fidgets under the sheets, pushing his pants and underwear down until they're around his knees, a relieved sigh leaving his lips when his cock is finally free from its prison.

Alpha, he hears in his mind - or does he say it aloud? He can't tell - while he presses Jimin's cloth against his face, taking deep breaths to inhale his scent, his hips moving on their own, thrusting himself into his palm as he's still jerking himself off. He can sense how his hole clenches too, wanting to feel something against it - a finger or two, maybe even a dildo, he doesn't care as long as he doesn't feel so empty-

"Ha-ah," he moans as he rolls onto his front, lifting his ass up until he's half laying-half kneeling. In this position, he can still scent Jimin's hoodie while he's playing with himself. Once he settles, he reaches his other, now free hand back to his ass, his breath hitching in his throat as his fingertips get wet. He takes his strokes slower on his cock while he presses his index finger against his hole, just a little, moaning as a few droplets of slick ooze out from his entrance. He squeezes his cheek, then he digs his fingers into his flesh at the edge of his entrance and pulls, moaning as his hole stretches out a bit before he eases his grip.

He continues squeezing his butt, sometimes sliding back his hand to his hole, pressing his fingers against his entrance while he's still stroking himself, tightening his grip from time to time as he doesn't want to come so soon.

"Ah!" He moans - more like whines - when he presses his index finger a bit more intensely against his hole, the tip of it almost goes through his rim, his cock twitching in his other hand at the sensation. Droplets of slick roll down on his inner thighs, his hole clenching and easening as he continues playing with it while he's still stroking himself. A wild thought runs through his mind about what Jimin would say if he would be here with him.

"Such a needy little pup you are," Jungkook can almost hear Jimin's words ringing in his ear. "Go on, I know you can push that finger in."

"Mhm-ah!" Jungkook lets out as he presses his digit against his hole, the strokes on his cock turning a little uneven when his finger goes in. He takes a few deep breaths, the scent of clove and orange filling his nostrils. He frowns as he pushes his finger a bit deeper, getting used to the feeling before he pulls it back, but not entirely out. He moves his finger at a slower pace in his hole, but his strokes are faster. When he pushes his finger a bit deeper, he lets out a high pitched whine, his cock twitching in his hand as he comes, his body shivering at the intensity of his orgasm. He can feel how his hole clenches around his finger which only makes him whine again, desperate and needy.

Once he starts coming down from his high, he slowly pulls his finger out, a low moan slipping out from his lips at the loss. He lifts himself up and sits on his heels, still a bit dizzy after his intense orgasm. He stares at the bed in front of him with half-opened eyes, processing the sight in front of him, blushing as he notices how much he actually came - the sheet has many stained spots, it's a miracle that he didn't spill it onto himself as well.

"Oh," he lets out when he notices that there's a few wet spots on the hoodie too - he probably hasn't noticed that he was drooling while he...

Dear God, what has he done?

Guilt rushes over him so quickly, his eyes start burning. What was he thinking? He shouldn't have done this at all, it's not right-

These words play in his mind like a mantra while he quickly climbs off of the bed, fumbling with his underwear and pants as he walks into the bathroom. He grabs a washcloth and dampens it with warm water, then he cleans himself - it takes a while as his hands are shaking and his vision is blurry because he started crying. Once he's done, he washes the cloth again and goes back into his room, trying to clean the evidence from the sheet. Thankfully he manages to clean most of it, and he goes into the bathroom again to throw the dirty washcloth into the laundry basket before he comes back into his room.

He slowly climbs back into his bed, unintentionally taking Jimin's hoodie into his hand, rubbing his cheek against the cloth, seeking comfort. As his crying slowly fades, he starts wondering about what just happened. Is it so wrong what he did? Why would it be, Jimin's going to help him through his heat, they're going to have sex after all.

He still has no idea why he reacted to Jimin's scent - it's not the first time he smelled an Alpha's scent, and he's never reacted so intensely before.

Then why did Jimin's scent have such an effect on him? Is it because he's in pre-heat? He quickly comes to the conclusion that the answer is no. He scented Namjoon's - he's also an Alpha - clothes during his previous heats, and he hasn't reacted like this to his hyung's scent. It's so strange, but he doesn't mind it as much, in fact he's glad he's not opposed to Jimin's scent. Jimin... he's so different from most of the Alphas - Namjoon excluded -, he's so patient and kind and understanding, Jungkook has a feeling that he's going to be in good hands.

Jungkook is so shy, it's hard for him to open up to strangers - that's why he only has a few close friends, and also why he hasn't had any one night stands before. He knows he might try to go on dates with someone, or maybe even go further and be in a relationship, but because of this whole going-through-heats-and-ruts thing he's never tried that either, he's too scared of being rejected by his partner once he would find it out.

A buzzing sound pulls Jungkook out of his thoughts - he turns his head to the side, noticing that he got a text. Taking the phone in his hand, he unlocks it and taps the message.

Jimin-ssi: Hey there!
How are you feeling?

Warmness blooms in Jungkook's chest at the message, his lips curl up to a small smile.

Hi!
I'm doing okay, thank you for asking.

His thumb hovers over the Send for a moment before he finally presses it.

Jimin-ssi: I'm glad (:
Remember to drink hot tea, that can ease your pain.
See you tomorrow!

Jungkook wonders if Jimin is like that with his other clients, but he's too happy to care about that, so he suppresses that thought aside.

Noted.
Until then!

He almost writes a small heart too, but he quickly decides against it and sends the message as it is. He waits for a few moments before he locks his phone and puts it back onto his nightstand. As he turns over, he hugs Jimin's hoodie, a hum resonating in his chest when his scent fills his nostrils. His Beta purrs, feeling content, and it helps Jungkook to fall asleep with a small smile on his face.

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Sidenote - there will be one more chapter, so it'll be 4 chapters in total, not 3.

Thank you for reading  ♥