Episode one

He panted loudly, and felt the familiar tingles all over his body as he began rocking up and down faster. The alpha under him was whispering the dirtiest words he could manage but he couldn’t focus on anything beside the pleasure building up inside the pit of his stomach. He reached for his neglected erection,making sure to pull off the knot that was fastly inflating, before coming all over his closed fist. He felt like floating but he made sure to jerk the other to completion.

His legs were shaking as he made his way to the bathroom and retrieved a couple of towels from the now-familiar closet. He knew the alpha wouldn’t mind him being missing during the next half an hour, so he jumped into the shower without a second thought. The warm water was already scalding his whole body when he felt the nausea kick in and began scrubbing harder at his skin. He felt antsy, but he went through his cleansing ritual patiently, trying to keep himself grounded in reality.

He was going to meet Jeongguk soon - he had to make it through three more hours.

“Do you mind if I get ready here?”

The alpha was lighting up a cigarette as he was asking, but immediately waved in his direction, making it known that he didn’t mind. Jimin was rarely going from one client to the other, but this time things didn’t go according to plan and he didn’t want to make Jeongguk wait. He grabbed his substantially-sized bag and changed into a new outfit before starting to do his make-up.

“You don’t usually leave this early.” The alpha’s curiosity was obvious, and Jimin smiled at him in the mirror’s reflection.

“I have plans with someone else.”

“One **** per day can’t satisfy you, eh?”

Jimin’s lips pressed into a line, but he tried not to show that he was annoyed. He was pretty good at keeping his scent under control so he continued applying eyeshadow, deciding that pastel pink was a good idea. He chose a crimson pair of pants that outlined his backside just fine and he couldn’t hold himself back from placing his favorite choker made of pearls, around his neck.

“I’ve never seen that one before.” The alpha murmured.

That was because he would only wear it in Jeongguk’s presence – it had been his present after all. The silence slowly becoming uncomfortable until a phone began ringing and Jimin excused himself, not wanting to hear the conversation the alpha was going to have with his future wife.

It was only after he’d decided to become an escort did Jimin realize how terrible the world he was living in actually was. He’d had some first-hand experience with horrendous people early in his life, so he took pride in choosing his clients but even the supposedly decent ones were disgusting. Jimin used to be quite the romantic early in his life – despite what his parents have told him, he always dreamt about meeting his charming prince and living happily ever after. All those dreams turned to dust as soon along with his first romantic relationship and he turned to working as an escort because it brought him all sorts of interaction. He was fascinated by people, loved them, enjoyed learning their deepest secrets, and hated them all the same.

His phone buzzed and he fished it from the pocket of his jacket.

From: Jeongguk

I’ve arrived :)

He texted an “omw” before calling a cab. They were meeting in a new restaurant so he gave the address to the driver, running his fingers through his hair to try and style the blond mess into something presentable.

It was a little tradition of theirs – to pick a different place to eat every time they went out and he wasn’t surprised when the car parked in front of a very fancy-looking building. It looked like the type of place where people couldn’t stop by without a reservation.

Once he got inside a pretty redhead came to ask him what table did he book before he told her that he was there to meet Mr. Jeon. She guided him towards one of the most private areas of the restaurant where Jeongguk was already sipping on a glass of wine.

“Hi.” Jimin smiled as soon as the alpha got up from his place in order to help him out of his jacket. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, beautiful.” Jeongguk replied and pulled the chair for him. “I’ve ordered a bottle of wine but feel free to ask for anything you feel like.”

Jeon Jeongguk was no less than a perfect gentleman. Unlike Jimin’s other clients, Jeongguk didn’t have one mean bone inside his body. There was no other person in Seoul who made him feel more at ease than the alpha in front of him. So Jimin was always happy to see him.

“Wine is fine.” Jimin assured him with a smile, before grabbing the bottle to pour himself some. He took a sip from the dry substance and exhaled loudly.

“Long day?”

“You can’t even imagine.” The blond confessed before leaning on the table to prop his head on both of his hands.

“Lucky you – I’m here to listen all about it.” Jeongguk winked at him just in time for the waiter to appear and ask them what they would like to eat.

Their arrangement was almost two months old now. Jeongguk had reached his peak in loneliness and decided he deserved to dine with someone once every few days. That’s what brought him to Jimin after searching for high-end escorts. Jeongguk had become a CEO early in his life due to the sudden death of his father, and ever since he started feeling like he was progressively losing himself. He spent ninety percent of his time working, slowly alienating himself from all of his hobbies and interests and made no effort to bond with people outside his workplace. The few people he could talk to were working either for him, or in the same branch. He was just exhausted.

That’s why Jimin felt like a revelation.

When he first booked a few hours with the insanely-attractive omega he expected nothing but a pretty face but much to his surprise Jimin was nothing like he expected. The omega’s mind was sharp and there was nothing about his personality that was unappealing. From the way he walked, to the words he chose and his facial expressions, the man was everything anyone could have dreamed of when thinking about a mate.

“The world is filled with assholes.” Jimin whispered contemplatively and downed his glass. “It’s funny how people hire me and then look down on me.” His scent turned slightly sour, and Jeongguk placed his hand on top of his smaller one on the table.

They found comfort in one another. There was no place for judgment in their little bubble, their jobs didn’t matter – they were just Jimin and Jeongguk.

The alpha’s instincts kicked in at the obvious shift in the other’s mood so he tugged on the soft fingers under his touch, urging their owner to look at him.

“Come ‘ere.”

That was all Jimin needed to forget all about the fancy plate in front of him and to circle the table, curious about what the other had in mind. They have rarely been physically affectionate before – Jeongguk was the only client who never requested sexual services. They didn’t even kiss.

The alpha was releasing calming pheromones, and little wings began to flutter in the pit of Jimin’s stomach because the sweet man didn’t want him upset in the slightest. It hadn’t been a particularly hard day, but Jimin suspected a lot of feelings were contributing to the build up and his façade was beginning to crumble. He never felt like he was allowed to show his true emotions, though. The men who paid for his company didn’t want to spend their time with some whiny crybaby.

Arms pulled him so he was sitting now on a comfortable lap and he gulped loudly when his whole body was pressed against a warm chest. He felt awkward for a couple of seconds, until he realized that his face fit perfectly into the crook of Jeongguk’s neck.

“It’s okay, Min.” The alpha’s voice sounded like melting honey. “We all have bad days.” Jeongguk smelled of warm summer rain and green tea. It was a peculiar scent, not at all pungent but very calming and fitting for his personality. There was a slight spice to it and Jimin has always thought it might have been a tad of ginger added to the mix. Jeongguk’s large hand began rubbing circles onto Jimin’s back and he instinctively nuzzled at his scent gland, freezing in place as soon as he realized what he was doing.

“I’m sorry.” Jimin whispered, lowering his head and pressing his ear against the strong chest in front of him. Jeongguk’s heartbeat was steady, unlike his, and Jimin closed his eyes for a few seconds. He didn’t mean to overstep.

The alpha hummed in understanding and tightened the hug, causing tears to prickle in Jimin’s cinnamon-colored eyes. He felt tears damping his eyelashes, and before he could stop them a hard sob threatened to shake his whole body. He didn’t understand what took over him; he hadn’t cried in a very long time.

He got startled when the waiter came back to check on them, and had the intention of parting but Jeongguk’s arm remained firm around his waist.

“Your scent is different.” Jeongguk whispered and leaned in so his nose could rub against the side of Jimin’s neck. He was well aware what kind of activities the escort was involved in, he wasn’t a hypocrite, but suddenly the thought of the omega smelling like some worthless asshole made him mad. If the client upset Jimin enough to make him feel this emotional, then he didn’t deserve to be present on his skin.

“I’m sorry. I had a shower.” The blond boy’s voice was tiny even to his own ears, and a shiver ran down his spine when Jeongguk’s hot breath fell on the juncture between his shoulder and neck.

“I’m sure you did.” Jeongguk nuzzled the skin there before bringing his right hand to the exact same spot and covering the foreign bitter scent. He leaned in to take in the results, and smiled when he smelt the faint green tea combined with Jimin’s natural freesias smell. “Now it’s a lot better.”

Jimin rolled his eyes at Jeongguk’s possessiveness, but felt his cheeks heat slightly. There was something about Jeongguk that made it hard to keep his composure. His stomach began to grumble loudly and Jimin decided it was the time to go back to his place but Jeongguk didn’t seem willing to let him go. Instead, he grabbed some noodles from his plate and brought them to Jimin’s lips.

“What are you doing?” Jimin scrunched his nose and pulled back just a little bit, intrigued by the sweet gesture.

“Trying to end the war going on inside your stomach.” The alpha replied with an amused smirk. “Now open up.”

And just like that, Jimin ended up spending the entire evening on Jeongguk’s lap.

The thing about them was that they always acted like they’ve known each other for years. The atmosphere lightened with every joke they cracked and the alpha ended up spilling everything about his horrendous day. He lost a deal he’s been working on for the past few months because some of his employees didn’t get the right information. He’d had to let them go after that and Jeongguk hated that. If there was something he despised most, it was firing people because he could never do it without thinking about the consequences. He hated to know that families were going to struggle because of him, but at the same time he couldn’t keep around people that weren’t willing to work as hard as he was for success.

Being a chaebol meant he had a great responsibility weighting on his shoulders.

“This was one of those days when I seriously considered booking a plane ticket to Hawaii, and never coming back.” Jeongguk sighed and sipped on his wine. “I’d rent a little beach house and spend all day painting.”

“You paint?”

“Occasionally.” The alpha grinned. “I used to do it a lot more back in the days. In fact, I took a minor in arts.”

“You have to show me some of your works sometime.”

“It’s not that good.” Jeongguk assured him. “Like I said, it’s just a hobby.”

When the second bottle of wine was brought to their table, Jimin asked Jeongguk if he believed it was time for him to go back to his place but the answer was always negative. ‘ I like you here’ He’d whispered back, the words making Jimin feel giddy before he ran his fingers through Jeongguk’s long curls, enjoying the bunny grin he was addressed with. He and Jeongguk were two lonely creatures, and he suspected that was the reason why they got along so well. They were both worn out by their circumstances, and they had no one else they could really open up to so they confided in each other.

“Maybe we should do something to help you unwind.” Jimin realized how his proposition sounded only once it left his mouth so he hurried to continue. “Let’s go dancing.” He really loved dancing – in fact, he’d thought about a career as a stripper before, but came to the conclusion that being an escort paid better.

“Sundays I work from home so we could do it Saturday night. But we’re definitely seeing each other on Friday night too. I can’t go on for that long without having dinner with you.” The alpha confessed dramatically, earning a happy giggle.

Jimin didn’t protest. He would have met Jeongguk daily if that would have been his wish because his company was by far the best he’d ever had since moving to Seoul.

At some point the waiter kindly informed them that the restaurant was closing, and the both of them flustered because they hadn’t realized how much time they’d spent there. Outside the establishment doors Jeongguk insisted on calling Jimin a cab until he accepted, waving a little awkwardly as he was climbing inside the car.

Jimin would sometimes fear that their dynamic would change. A part of him still waited for the night when Jeongguk would tell him to meet in a hotel instead of a restaurant. He imagined being asked to strip by an impassive voice and then being taken without too many words. In the world he lived, it felt inevitable and Jimin promised himself he wouldn’t be the fool who wouldn’t see it coming.

His apartment was quiet, as always, and checked his phone to see if he had any new messages or calls before drinking a glass of water, debating if he should take another shower or not. He liked the scent he was enveloped in, it reminded him of the warm hug he spent the entire evening in. He selfishly decided that he would shower in the morning, secretly wanting to keep Jeongguk close to him, and went straight to bed, his flesh beginning to hurt on his bones. It was one of those nights when he felt like his body didn’t belong to him.

The mornings were Jimin’s favorites. He had his little rituals he would follow, eating breakfast while watching TV or reading. Then spending a good hour or two online, watching documentaries or shopping. Mornings felt like mini-vacations from his life so he made sure to spoil himself before starting work.

He was sipping on his sweet coconut-flavored latte when his phone buzzed, distracting him from the book he was reading. He had at least three more hours before his first meeting so he was curious who would disturb him.

It was a message from Jeongguk and he immediately tapped on it. He chuckled as soon as he spotted the video of an axolotl he received. He’d developed a tiny obsession for the peculiar creatures and found it cute that the alpha remembered. Most of his clients were never paying attention to what he had to say.

From: Jeon Jeongguk

You were right :/ they are cute

Jimin bit on his lower lip and replied with an “Of course they are!!” before they launched themselves in a long conversation, most of the replies teasing. It felt almost as if they were flirting, not that Jimin minded the dynamic. He briefly told Jeongguk about the clients he was supposed to meet in the afternoon, sharing some spicy details about them before saying good-bye and briefly mentioning that he couldn’t wait for Friday to come.

From: Jeon Jeongguk

Take care of yourself, pretty boy

It felt nice – to pretend that someone actually liked him.

Time passed by uneventfully and Friday morning found him enthusiastic. He tried on a lot of outfits until he found the perfect one, and he couldn’t have been happier when the man he was supposed to meet before Jeongguk cancelled their plans. It was his turn to pick a restaurant so he decided to suggest one of the best and the cheapest places in his neighborhood. He used to eat there a lot when he first moved to Seoul and he considered everything on the menu as being his comfort food. He wondered if Jeongguk was going to protest and ask to go somewhere else.

It was funny, really, to see the alpha dressed up in his usual extraordinarily expensive suit, waiting in front of the tiny restaurant with a confused look on his face while holding a rather large gift bag.

“Don’t look at me like that.” Jimin said jokingly. “You’ll like the food, I promise.”

It was like Jeongguk’s entire mood changed as soon as he heard his voice, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. They entered the restaurant and chose the most private table they could find before someone came to greet them and offer them menus.

“Oh, this is for you.” The alpha said, offering Jimin the bag. It was light.

“Can I look?”

“Of course you can. It’s all yours.”

Jimin was used to being showered with gifts. They were usually designer clothes, lingerie or jewelry – standard gifts that were most likely the base of their bearer’s kinks. He peeked inside and saw more wrapping so he fished out the packed object and began to study it. It took him a couple of seconds to realize what it was, but when it finally dawned on him, he burst into happy giggles. He hurried to rip open the wrapper and squeeze happily at the axolotl plushie he’d been offered. It was pale pink and had the cutest blushing cheeks.

“You didn’t!” He pouted and instinctively hugged the toy close to his chest. Jeongguk felt the familiar flower scent sweetening further and grinned at the sight.

“You’ve officially convinced me that they’re adorable.”

“The most adorable.” Jimin nodded seriously.

“No.” The alpha replied. “I’m pretty sure that’s you.”

There was a faint shade of pink dusting Jimin’s cheeks and Jeongguk swooned at the image in front of him. Cinnamon eyes widened innocently as little hands held the toy animal close to their owner’s chest. Jeongguk wanted to make a joke comparing the two, so he tried to grab the axolotl by one of its legs when the omega tightened his grasp on it. His flowery smell turned slightly sour, indicating that he was alarmed and Jeongguk let his arm fall, surprised by the sudden change of attitude. It was as if he was dealing with a child.

“Hey.” His voice was warm because his intention was far from wanting to scare the boy in front of him. “I’m not trying to take it back, silly.” His words sounded way more affectionate than he intended, but Jimin seemed to react to them. His whole body relaxed at the kind tone, but his expression didn’t change. He seemed still somewhat scared, and Jeongguk’s inner wolf yelled at him to make it better. “Min?”

Jimin’s lips parted but elicited no sound.

“You’re fine, sweetheart.” It was the first time he was using a pet name and the escort jumped slightly, beginning to blink rapidly. It seemed as if he wanted to snap out of something the chaebol had no idea about.

“I’m sorry, I –” Jimin swallowed loudly. He experienced that feeling from time to time but it was so strange that he had no right words to describe it.

“It’s okay, I’m glad you like your gift.”

The blond felt grateful when he realized Jeonggul wasn’t going to insist on the matter, and they continued their “meeting” like usual. Much to his surprise, Jeongguk did not complain at all about the place or the services. In fact, he even managed to befriend the owner who came to check on them at some point, and made Jimin promise that they would eat there again.

“I could walk you home.” The alpha suggested as soon as they got out of the restaurant. “If you’re comfortable with that, of course.”

“Do you mean the great chaebol Jeon Jeongguk knows how to use his own feet on long distances?” Jimin chuckled and earned a playful grin, but accepted the proposal.They walked all the way to his apartment complex continuing their conversation.

It almost felt like a date.

Jimin used to dream about alphas like Jeongguk. In young Jimin’s imagination, all the alphas were sweet and caring, looking out for omegas, courting them because they were actually interested in them and not in what they could offer. A beautiful illusion.

Reaching the apartment complex, Jimin rose on his tiptoes and kissed Jeongguk on the cheek before entering the building, trying to ignore the fast pace of his heart. He wanted to believe he knew better than to catch feelings for a client who was probably only spending so much time with him because he had nothing better to do. He tried to keep himself grounded, but still fell asleep with the plushie in his arms that night. It smelled of green tea and ginger.

He took the weekend off – the perks of being self employed – so Saturday night he felt reborn. Eager to doll up and to have fun while potentially conquering a heart or two. Jimin was no prude, he knew he was attractive. It would have been a lie to say it all came naturally but he’d learned over the years the art of seduction and he felt proud whenever he felt eyes burning holes into his body.

He giggled at Jeongguk’s expression as soon as they met because the alpha looked like he could eat him up any moment as his stare travelled from Jimin’s perfectly bleached hair to the tip of his very expensive shoes. That was all before offering his hand and intertwining their fingers. The place was crowded but the chaebol decided that wasn’t going to stop him from spending the time of his life with, who he considered to be, the prettiest omega he has ever laid his eyes on. Jimin had told him before that he loved dancing so Jeongguk was truly curious about what he could do.

“I love this song.” The omega shouted. It was a popular song that was being remixed and Jeongguk was about to reply when the other began to dance to the rhythm of it, his hips gently bumping into his.

It started shy at first but minutes later Jimin was putting on a proper show for him and for everyone around them. It was nothing out of the ordinary, his moves were not lascivious, but the way he controlled his body made the simple dance look like the sexiest thing Jeongguk has ever witnessed. He could smell happiness, and he gave in playing along as soon as the omega began to dance against him. Jeongguk felt challenged, and he didn’t want to overstep any boundary so he placed his hands on Jimin’s supple waist, moving against him accordingly.

There were people looking at them; there were alphas who seemed to wait their turns to try their luck with Jimin and sour-looking omegas. They were stealing the spotlight – no, Jimin did.

“I’d like something to drink.” The escort said to Jeongguk in between two songs, smiling sweetly.

“What should I get you?”

“Any fruity cocktail is fine.”

The alpha smirked at the request and said he will be back in a minute. He was not surprised that his partner for the night would ask for fancy drinks in a place like this – it was a very Jimin thing to do. He bought the sweetest drink in the menu, aware of the other’s sweet tooth and they both picked one of the few tables that were still available in the V.I.P. area.

Jimin stopped drinking strong alcoholic drinks a couple of years ago. It had been during his first year as an escort when one of his clients took advantage of the fact that he had one too many glasses of whiskey. He woke up very sore and ran to the bathroom in order to throw up, both because he was hungover and because he’d felt violated. He remembered the shameful visit to the doctor’s, the way he had to reinforce the idea that he hadn’t been forced into anything and that he was safe. The words had been bitter in his mouth and he had to do his best not to cry as he was asked. Ever since that incident, Jimin never drank past his well-known limit, at least not when he was outside the safe haven that was his apartment.

Something felt different though. There was something about the way Jeongguk was treating him, the gentle way in which he was touching him despite his obvious attraction, that made Jimin comfortable enough to let loose. He wanted to allow himself to live those hours as if he was truly courted, and it was not just a play he’d made up inside his brain. The alpha’s scent was intoxicating as they were dancing together; they were taking breaks to drink whenever they felt too tired and with every tasty cocktail he was adding to the mix, Jimin became even more daring. His hands were finding their way instinctively around the taller man’s neck and he spoke about everything that was on his mind, happy to see the alpha was actually paying attention to him.

“I’ll go and get drinks this time.” Jimin said as he rose on his tiptoes.

Jeongguk was drinking gin tonic so the omega waited for their drinks to be ready before heading to their table, already thinking about the ways he could tease the other. His smile was immediately wiped off his face as soon as he spotted the stranger sitting next to Jeongguk at the table though. It was easy to tell that it was an omega – both because of the typical sweet scent and because he was all over the alpha. A hand was resting too high on one of the strong thighs Jimin had spent an entire evening resting on not too long ago, but the owner seemed more amused by the unknown man’s presence.

It was not Jimin’s place to shoo the other away. Jeongguk was just his client, he was not actually into him. Jimin was a rational being, and well aware of his status, but the alcohol in his system was urging him to listen to his inner wolf and to attack.

“Who are you?” He asked and placed the drinks on the table rather unceremoniously, startling the other omega. “And why are you all over my alpha?”

Jeongguk’s eyes widened comically at the statement, but he kept his mouth closed as Jimin sat next to him and shoved the other’s hand away.

“Get lost.” The blond’s words had Jeongguk wrapping his arm protectively around the smaller boy, his fingers slowly caressing his shoulder. Thankfully for everyone, the omega took off without another word, but not before throwing the alpha one last sorrowful stare. The latter was about to crack a joke but he saw the way Jimin downed his drink in one go, he immediately swallowed the words.

It didn’t take more than an hour for Jimin to get drunk. He knew it was happening because his vision became blurry and his need to be close to Jeongguk intensified. All the barriers that were previously keeping him from turning the chaebol into one of his other clients disappeared. He wanted to be close to the only person who seemed to give a **** about him. The alpha’s hands felt good as they were holding him and Jimin was instinctively trying to eliminate the space in between them, occasionally grinding against what he suspected to be a perfectly sculpted body.

Jeongguk leaned in at one point to say something, and little hands cupped his face trying to bring their lips together. That didn’t happen, though, because Jeongguk quickly decided that things were getting out of control. He was not willing to take advantage of the situation because he was truly fond of Jimin. It might have sounded cliché but he wanted to protect him from the potential guilt he could feel the day after such a night.

“I’ll call for a cab and take you home. Alright, baby?” Jeongguk asked as soon as they collected their jackets.

“I don’t want to go home.” Jimin’s words were slurred. It was definitely strange for the brown-haired man to see him like that, so uncharacteristically disheveled. “Why can’t I come over to your place?” The omega was usually very persuasive so Jeongguk didn’t deny his wish, his brain already processing the many possibilities there were for Jimin to throw a tantrum in the middle of the street.

They remained pressed together in the cab and Jimin fell asleep before they arrived.

“Come on, sweetheart.” Jeongguk whispered in his ear as soon as the driver parked the car, and watched the blond startle awake. Jimin looked scared as he looked around, probably because he didn’t know where he was so Jeongguk ignored the dissatisfied stare of the cab driver and took Jimin’s little hand in his. “We’re going to mine, remember?”

Jimin nodded but his eyes were holding the same innocent expression they did after he received the axolotl plushie. His steps were unsure as he followed Jeongguk out of the car and inside the building, his fingers completely engulfed by the longer ones. He was acting shy and his face colored progressively every time he tripped over thin air and the other had to sustain his weight. He felt unpleasantly dizzy so he sighed when he entered the fashionable apartment and realized he had to take his shoes off.

“Wait, I can help you with that.” Jeongguk said and untied the shoelaces of his boots, gently slipping his feet out of them. “Let’s find some water for you to drink.” The omega was guided to a very large kitchen that seemed untouched and was offered a bottle of water. “I’ll show you to the guest room.”

Jimin said nothing at first but as soon he entered the empty bedroom he gulped and squeezed the bottle of water in his hands.

“But I don’t want to sleep alone.” His voice was tiny and Jeongguk felt a strange pressure inside his chest at the sound of it. Teeth were digging in a plump lower lip and it seemed painful.

“Do you want to sleep with me tonight?”

“Do we have to have sex?” It was clear that the omega was thinking about what he was supposed to choose based on the offer and Jeongguk felt his stomach dropping. He knew there must have been people who were willing to have sexual intercourse with Jimin no matter how he was feeling.

“No.” He whispered.

“Ggukie doesn’t want to have sex?”

Ggukie. Jeongguk thought Jimin was very attractive, in fact that was the reason that he kept coming back. There was obvious chemistry going on in between the two of them and he did imagine how it would be for them to have sex. Jimin told him once that he liked it rough, that he was interested in BDSM but never had the courage to give someone so much power over him.

“Not now.” He promised.

He urged the boy to hydrate some more as he looked through his closet and found some comfortable clothes his guest could use as pajamas. Jimin was quiet, but did everything he was asked, shamelessly undressing as soon as he was offered other clothing. Jeongguk caught a glimpse of the almost see-through panties he had on, and wondered if he chose them on purpose, because Jimin had suspected they would go home together, but Jeongguk didn’t ask.

“They’re big.” The blond giggled as he threw his arms in the air. The shirt he’s been offered was falling around him like a dress and the pants had to be held in order not to slide down his hips. It was not because he was minuscule but because Jeongguk preferred much larger clothes when he was not working.

“I’m sorry, I have nothing better.” Jeongguk grinned at the adorable sight.

They brushed their teeth and then climbed on the huge bed (Jimin has never seen a bed that big in his life), slipping under the covers at opposed ends. The omega buried his face into the pillows surrounding him and inhaled deeply, satisfied with the idea that his skin was going to smell like Jeongguk the following day.

“Love your scent.” He confessed and scooted slightly closer to the alpha.

“When I was younger I hated it because I didn’t think it was manly enough for an alpha.”

“That’s silly.” Jimin whispered back and curled on a side. Everything was spinning so he extended his hand until it found Jeongguk’s larger one under the covers, trying to use the touch as an anchor. He knew he was going to have a terrible hangover the following day but for now, everything felt alright. “Night night.”

“Good night, Min.”

He fell asleep fast and he had a peaceful sleep, but woke up to an empty bed. The feeling of knives pricking his brain with every movement of his head. He could remember only glimpses of the previous night and decided to brush his teeth before trying to find Jeongguk.

The alpha was rapidly typing something on his laptop in the kitchen. The whole place was filled by the sweet smell of pancakes and Jimin tugged on the large pants he was wearing awkwardly before greeting him.

“Good morning, beautiful.” The man said with a grin. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I could die any moment.” He admitted and took a seat next to the other. Jeongguk looked fresh, his long hair damp.

“Now that would be a shame. You’re not allowed to die before you eat the breakfast I cooked for you.”

Jimin’s cheeks heated slightly but he accepted the pancakes as soon as they were offered to him, a war taking place inside his stomach. They were good so he asked Jeongguk if he frequently cooked for himself and found out he almost never had the time. “ I don’t feel motivated enough to cook for myself.”

“Thank you for last night.” Jimin whispered before sipping from his coffee. “I’m sorry if –“ He bit the inside of his cheek because there were so many things he could apologize for.

“It’s alright.” Jeongguk caressed his back encouragingly. “You’re lucky you’re cute.” He was trying to make a joke but Jimin didn’t seem to feel comfortable with the remark so he continued. “Does it often happen? You, feeling like that?”

“Like what?”

“I’m not sure how to explain it but you acted differently last night. The day I offered you that plushie too.”

Jimin’s shoulders dropped at the remark. He’d allowed himself to stay in that mindset when he’d been around Jeongguk, despite the fact that it felt very personal to him. His inner voice told him that it would be safe for that to happen but he never took in consideration how weirded out the alpha may become because of his behavioral change.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. I was just curious…”

“I sometimes feel like that –“ He admitted and casted his stare downwards, not feeling brave enough to face the consequences of his actions. “It’s like my mind becomes lighter, like all the troubles leave my brain. I usually feel like that when I’m on my own, when I give in to my guilty pleasures.”

“Guilty pleasures?”

“I like to color and to draw. Especially bugs, I write interesting facts about them.” He giggled, already feeling a little fuzzy at the mention of it. “I sometimes watch animations too. I really like cute things.”

“I think that’s awesome.” Jeongguk said immediately, smiling at the way the omega’s scent sweetened. The boy looked adorable, blond hair sticking in every direction cutely, a few stripes decorating his left cheek because of the pillow he slept on.

“I think there must be something wrong with me.”

“I’m sure there’s nothing wrong with you.” Jeongguk protested, tucking a blond strand behind Jimin’s little ear. “It’s okay to have a hideaway because this world we’re living in can be cruel and hard to handle at times.”

There were times when Jeongguk seemed to understand him better than anyone he has ever met before. They had breakfast together and then Jimin decided it was time for him to go home and spend the whole day in bed, trying to get over his hangover. They decided to see each other again on Tuesday night.

The alpha transferred the money he owed Jimin as soon as they parted but beside that his day passed uneventfully. He texted the omega in the afternoon, asking him how he was feeling and they launched themselves in a conversation that had him forget all about the oh-so-important-contracts he had to look over. Before he realized, it was night time and he had to text Namjoon and ask about the schedule he had tomorrow.

The conversation he had with Jimin left him curious. He has never heard about anything like it and he knew he wouldn’t know how to formulate correctly what he was looking for; he quoted the words he’s been told and kindly asked Namjoon to look into it if he had the time. His personal assistant had a very sharp mind and it happened for them to be friends so he knew he could count on him to take it seriously.

He had a little gym set up inside his apartment and he tried to spend time there whenever he felt the need to relax – sport was a great substituent for sex, in his opinion. By the time he was done and heading for the shower, Namjoon had already attached two articles to their conversation. He clicked on the first one – it was called What is little space? and recognized a part of the description Jimin gave him. He couldn’t have possibly said if that was exactly what the escort experienced, and he was sure that not even the omega could say. It was a guess but he decided to forward the articles to the blond, hoping they were going to help.

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