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Jimin felt relaxed as ever. Curled up in the living room with Jungkook and the pup was the best way to spend the weekend. They were having a movie marathon, playing all animated movies they loved.

The giggles of his pup and omega permeated the space. Their happy scents mingled together. The alpha relaxed more and more. His body and mind were at ease. He was happier than ever. If heaven was a place on earth, then it would feel like this.

Sometime during the night, Jungkook had moved into his space with his back pressed to his side. Jimin turned to hold him. However, Jungkook kept wiggling to get into a comfortable position with the pup that he was intentionally or unintentionally grinding on Jimin.

Unfortunately, for Jimin, his arousal flared. The alpha clenched his jaw, trying to get a better hold on his scent. He almost forgot how it felt to be intimate with someone. Jimin turned his hip away, so Jungkook wouldn't accidentally brush against his crotch.

With his pup so close, he couldn't afford a slip up. He gritted his teeth. But Jungkook's scent didn't help.

They never went past a few make out sessions. Either they stopped before going further or they were interrupted. Jimin wanted more. Jungkook always melted in his arms. His scent sweetened like the ripest berries ready for picking whenever he was near.

The omega never tried to hide his attraction toward the alpha. Jungkook was like an open book. He could tell he wanted him too.

Another half an hour passed and Jimin realized Minjun was deep asleep. "I'll put him to bed," he whispered to Jungkook who hummed with a lazy smile on his face.

Minjun curled closer to his chest when he hoisted him in his arms. Jimin carried him to his temporary bedroom, carefully lying him down and stayed with him for a bit if in case he woke up. When he didn't, he pulled the sheets and arranged the pillows so Minjun wouldn't roll off the bed.

Then he went back to the living room. Maybe tonight, they could go a little further if Jungkook was up for it. His heart jumped in excitement. He missed having Jungkook close to him. Those chaste kisses he got here and there during the week wasn't enough. He wanted to taste him and claim him in every sense.

He spotted Jungkook's form nestled under the sheets, illuminated only by the light of the television. The volume was low. Jimin slipped behind Jungkook, sneaking a hand around his waist. He plastered himself to him, kissing his neck and inhaling his sweet scent. Heaven.

Jungkook stirred with a soft hum, turning to face him and Jimin's heart skipped a beat. But the omega just buried his face into his chest, hugging him and throwing a leg over his hip before going lax.

Jungkook was already asleep.

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