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Yoongi ran.

He ignored the disgusting and uncomfortable feeling of the slick slowly dripping down his thighs, and the burning sensation that coursed through his veins. He chose one of the paths that lead into the forest, and didn’t look back.

Yoongi wished he would have never presented, and just spent his life as a dud; it would be much easier than having to deal with all of this, and he thought his wish came true when he didn’t for four years after the supposed age. However, they all knew he was just a late bloomer -like his own mother.

It wasn’t that hard to tell what each pup would later rank, and Yoongi, based on his small frame and disinterest in physical competitions, was destined to eventually become an omega. He didn’t like it, sure, but he had enough time to get over it.

His family, on the other hand, felt embarrassed about it since he was the leader’s only son.

Since he presented late, many of the alphas were waiting for the day he does. Some even held back on choosing a mate hoping for the day they could get their hands on the pack’s alpha’s son. That was their second best option if they wanted to take his father’s place -the first being killing him and his family. So, they anticipated the day he became an omega, and Yoongi knew and feared it all too well.   

He could hear the howling from far away getting closer and closer to where he was trying to hide. They had the advantage of being able to change, their wolves were faster than his human form, which he couldn’t do since it would make his scent stronger and much easier for them to find him.

Yoongi was just trying to delay the inevitable.

For those who wanted mates, the ring was something they looked forward to. However, Yoongi was secretly a romantic; no matter how little it fit with his personality. He wanted to fall in love, and then mate at his own pace. Yoongi didn’t want to be chased down like a prey, and, then, taken against his will by a stranger.

After getting lost enough, he stopped to breathe. His heart was racing, and he was painfully hard. It was almost comical how his body still wanted to get fucked even when he was so terrified. That was the irony of being a helpless omega.

Yoongi thought he was at least far enough for anyone to be able to pick up his scent , sure that the more willing omegas have concealed his presence by staying closer to the ring’s center.

He wanted -no needed, some relief, but Yoongi wasn’t about to jerk off in the middle of a dark forest while running away from his potential mate. No, he still had a little bit of pride left after all this humiliation, and everything else he had to go through. His wolf, in desperation, was pushing him into following the first alpha scent he catches onto.

His instincts were also against him, just like everything else was.

“Yoongi” He whipped his head around, jumping at the sudden sound, to find a panting Hoseok carefully walking towards him. It caught him off guard considering only alphas were allowed to go out on such nights -since betas would inevitably get killed if it ever gets to the point where two wolves would fight over an omega. It was more dangerous for Hoseok, who is very much a beta, to be there than it was for Yoongi.

“Are you out of your fucking mind?” The omega forgot his own situation for a moment, and started to scold the beta; but Hoseok didn’t waver. He was there with a mission.

“I couldn’t leave you alone. Especially when I know how much you hate this.” Hoseok was keeping his distance from Yoongi, mainly for the omega’s comfort -eventhough he knew he wouldn’t have any effect on his heat, no matter how much he wanted to-.

Yoongi was unable to hold back the smile that slowly pulled at his lips from how heartwarming the younger’s expression was.

There were too many things that he was grateful to Hoseok for. One of them being that, during the several years of being marginalized by his family and ignored by others, he was his only escape. Hoseok was the only person that didn’t act like Yoongi was a disappointment. He was the embodiment of happiness in the omega’s life, simply put.

If he could choose, Hoseok would have been his first choice; but it was against the rules for a beta to mate with an omega since they needed them to be breeded.

“You’ll get killed, you idiot.” Yoongi sighed sitting under one of the tree, his legs trembling so much it was almost embarrassing.

“I don’t care if I do, I’m still not leaving.” Hoseok just chuckled. They both knew how much he liked Yoongi -more than just like. It always made the omega feel sorry since he was unable to reciprocate the feelings, at least not to the same degree.

“Can you come closer?” Yoongi motioned to the spot next to him but Hoseok hesitated. Yes, just because he didn’t have an effect on Yoongi’s heat, doesn’t mean his heat didn’t have an effect on him. “Please? The tree is too sharp to lean on.” He added with a feigned innocent smile.

The truth was, no matter how faint Hoseok’s scent was, it still managed to calm the omega. Something Hoseok was particularly proud of, and even used from time to time to embarrass the other.

“That was a weak excuse, Yoongs.” He slowly walked closer, weary of every little sound of changement around them. In the best case scenario, he would’ve asked the omega to keep moving until the night is done, but he was aware how tough it was for Yoongi to keep going with his heat. Especially it being his first.

“Just get your ass over here, and shut up.” Yoongi closed his eyes waiting for Hoseok’s comfortably familiar shoulder to rest his head on. There was a lingering pounding inside his ears that he couldn’t make go away, and a general feeling of extreme uncomfort all throughout his body that made Yoongi want to tear his skin away. No wonder unmated omegas hated going through heats alone, he concluded.

“So you’re just going to stay here?” Hoseok broke the silence, feeling a little tension growing -mostly on his part, he thought- between the two as Yoongi pressed his body as humanly possible to his. He knew that Yoongi was only scenting him because he unconsciously craved something.

Something that Hoseok heartbreakingly couldn’t exactly give much of.

“There isn’t much I can do anyways. You should leave, I don’t want you getting hurt because of me.”

“What about you?” He tried to look down at the older male, but all he could see was dampened hair. He felt sorry for Yoongi, having to go through something which is already bad enough, but to also be forced into this disgusting game. The omega went silent for a moment, all he could hear were the soft breaths against his neck.

“Y-yoongi” Hoseok shuddered when Yoongi’s trembling lips hovered over his scent gland. He knew it wasn’t exactly Yoongi per say doing so, but his wolf, so he couldn’t enjoy it. Focus on what you’re here for he reminded himself.

He didn't have much time before that reason-why showed up.

“That’s a cute picture you got there,” The rampant alpha pheromones were the first warning, and Hoseok was on his feet just as fast as he heard the voice spoke up.

He put himself between the stranger and Yoongi.

“He’s mine” The beta said without thinking, and Yoongi was taken aback. He stared at Hoseok’s back with wide eyes; worried for what that statement could cost him. He wanted to stop him, reach his hand out, and grab Hoseok, but -in a fucked up way- his wolf was amused; if not extremely turned on by the impending fight.

“That’s pathetic.” The alpha laughed, “Move away, beta.”

“I told you he’s-”

“I don’t see a mark, and I can clearly smell how much he wants me to take him right now so move before I hurt you.” others may not know, but that particular part hurt more than it should for Hoseok because it wasn’t completely wrong.

He looked back at Yoongi, and felt like he was a little defeated.  Yoongi was beautiful. The more Hoseok looked at him, the more he was certain that the older male was the most beautiful omega he had ever seen. Yoongi was just fascinating to look at -which Hoseok did a lot of - and the beta found himself wanting to do it forever.

However, the fact that Yoongi was an omega, and he was a beta meant the elder would never consider Hoseok. Not that he blamed him. Yoongi deserved nothing but the best, and that -in hoseok’s head- was an alpha; so he wasn’t really that wrong, and Hoseok couldn’t speak against it.

He knew that the alpha was speaking what Yoongi’s wolf wanted, but when he looked down to find the omega staring back at him -and only him, Hoseok got some of his courage back.

“You’ll have to get pass me.”

“Gladly.” said the alpha before turning. 

Everything after that happened in a flash. It was way too fast for Yoongi to react, and even then there wasn’t much he could do anyways. So, he held his breath, and watched as the two wolves circled each other with threatening growls, both waiting for the right moment to attack.

Hoseok’s light grey  wolf was much smaller than the alpha’s pitch black one, which was normal, but put him at a great disadvantage. He knew that all too well ,so when the alpha launched forwards, he tried to avoid being crushed. Being a beta, the pack never cared about teaching him how to fight since there was no point in doing so.

It didn’t mean that Hoseok wasn’t strong.

Yoongi flinched, letting out a small scream, when Hoseok was thrown to the ground. He had managed to escape the first three swings, but the alpha had been too quick to recover. His teeth were able to grab onto Hoseok’s front leg as he tried to jump away, then he was pulled harshly.

Hoseok let out a pathetic whimper trying to stand again, but collapsing back down with his dimly glowing eyes staring into Yoongi’s as if apologizing. The black wolf just snorted before turning away, he had an omega to subdue before finishing Hoseok off.

Usually, killing a beta is considered a punishable thing. A random law put in by the pack’s alpha to stop the others from killing every beta in hopes of becoming stronger and consequently trying to take away his spot at the top. But the alpha knew that killing a beta trying to court an omega, while on the hunt, would give him a pass. Plus he could need more power if he wanted to inherit Yoongi’s father’s title through the mating.

“You stay right there”. The wolf spoke and both of them felt repulsed by the presence of his voice inside their heads. Yoongi had to concentrate back on the  matter at hand, he was about to be claimed and in front of Hoseok. He took a step back away from the red lustful eyes getting closer to him.

The stern and compelling stare was making him feel even more smaller, his wolf again forcing him to submit.

Hoseok, on the other hand, was waiting. He had a little energy left that he didn’t want to waste on pointlessly attacking someone much stronger and healthier. So, he watched, and waited for the alpha to change back into his human form, he knew he would eventually have to since Yoongi would refuse to transform -or at least he hoped that Yoongi would still have some kind of control over his animalistic desires to not-.

That would be the only opening Hoseok would have to save Yoongi from this.

The omega closed his eyes, each of his muscle tensing, not wanting to see whatever the alpha was planning to do to him. However, instead of rough hands on his body, he only felt a warm splash, and a quiet wail.

He opened his eyes again to find the alpha on the ground exhaling the last of his breath, a nasty wound on the side of his neck where Hoseok bit off. Yoongi’s knees gave out and he fell back to the ground; panting.

Hoseok slowly stumbled back to him, careful not to put too much pressure on his injured leg. He played dirty, cheated even, but he didn’t care. Even if he was called a coward for it, as long as Yoongi was safe, it didn’t matter. Yoongi thought differently.

He was okay, safe, now and probably for the rest of the night as well with the alpha’s dead body serving as a warning. His problems were over, but Hoseok’s had just started.

By killing an alpha, Hoseok subsequently put himself on the path of  becoming one. His transition into an alpha wouldn’t just be painful physically, but, more than that, he just branded himself as the pack’s target. Because, while killing a beta or an omega was mildly punished, killing an alpha was a death sentence.

Hoseok knelt in front of Yoongi, who immediately reached out to run his hand through the wolf’s smooth fur. A low rumble radiated from the beta’s -once-beta's throat as he closed his eyes, enjoying the soft touch.

“I’m sorry,” Yoongi sighed, “I- this is my fault”. He tilted his head to look at the blood stained fur with a pained expression.

Hoseok, annoyed by the apology, changed back so he could properly glare at the omega.

“It’s not as bad as it looks.” Hoseok held his arm up to show the other the bite marks slowly healing on their own, “I’m alive. I mean this does look like heaven -being here, just you and me- but I don’t think I made it there quite yet”. Hoseok smiled brightly - something Yoongi never knew how the younger could do in such a terrible situation - crossing his legs next to him.

“You’re an idiot.”

“This is the second time you call me an idiot, Yoongs, be careful. I’m a powerful and intimidating alpha now.” Hoseok laughed scooting back so his bare back would be against the tree before tapping Yoongi’s side for him to lean on his shoulder again.

Yoongi shrugged at the cutely-smug statement before compiling. Yoongi felt himself blushing at the fact that Hoseok was ready to give up his rank, and quite possibly life to protect him. It was his turn to do the same; he needed to do something. He just had to figure out what that something could be.

Meeting the younger’s gaze after that thought made Yoongi look down, which was a mistake. Although Yoongi had seen Hoseok naked more than he’s seen himself, but this time he was painfully aware of the other’s body heat. He was also able to tell that his scent was getting stronger. Yoongi, personally, never witnessed a transition so everything they both knew about it  was from stories - No one in the pack actually dared to do something like that -.

Before stopping his own thoughts, Yoongi was already wondering about what other things would change in the beta’s body with time, and how long would it take until it was fully done and most of his “curiosities” had a dirty inkling -one that he definitely couldn’t blame on the heat.

A sudden surge of pain travelled up Yoongi’s stomach making him squirm with a loud grunt. His wolf was definitely not keen on being ignored, and neglected for so long. He wondered whether Hoseok could smell his arousal, if not the notable scent of slick that his body was overproducing for no other reason than that Yoongi himself was able to sense the beta’s growing erection.

“Does it hurt?” Hoseok asked, concerned.

“I can take it. It’s just annoying that it keeps pushing me to-” Then it hit him. There could be a way to save Hoseok, and stop himself from being put through the hunting when his next heat comes at the same time.

His eyes lit up, and he turned to look at a confused Hoseok. It didn’t take the younger that long before figuring out what the omega was thinking.

“Hoseo-”

“No.” Hoseok stood back up, looking around to avoid meeting Yoongi’s eyes. He knew that it would be too easy for the omega to convince him since there wasn’t something he desired more than to call him his. But, not like this.

“It’s the only way.” Yoongi, as expected, insisted. He stood up as well, putting himself in Hoseok’s line of sight each time he tried to escape him.

“I came here to stop anyone from mating you, not to be doing it myself.” There was a hint of red in his eyes, that disappeared just as fast. It meant hope for Yoongi -he can convince him.

“Hoseok, I want it.”

“No, you don’t. You’re just going to do it out of obligation or guilt-” Hoseok paused, the rest of his statement hurt him even before he could utter it, but he had to. He wasn’t going to let the older make a mistake just to protect him -despite not having the right to tell him what to do at this point considering what he did himself-  “You don’t love me, Yoongi. And I, more than anyone, know how much love means to you when it comes to bonding.”.

“Hoseok!” Yoongi interrupted with an aggressive growl. What the other said wasn’t completely false, but it still wasn’t purely  true. Yoongi did love Hoseok, more than anything in the world. Maybe not entirely in the way that Hoseok wanted him to, but the feelings were there.

“I know I can imprint on you if given enough time, Hobi.” Yoongi sounded defeated, sincere, and Hoseok felt grateful for that. “I wouldn’t have anyone else as a mate. You told me you want me to choose, and I would one hundred percent choose you, alpha or not”.

There was a heavy silence between them after that, the words stuck in Hoseok’s mind but had no way of voicing them out. He didn’t know whether to believe that Yoongi really thought that or was just saying it for the sake of it.  

“Come on, let’s leave. I can smell someone coming closer.” Hoseok changed back into his wolf form, testing his front leg to see if he could run again, then, went down for yoongi to climb onto his back. 

"Remember the den we used to go to? That’s outside our territory so they won’t follow us, get on ”.

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The den was just an old cave that the two wolves used to run to when they needed to get away from things, much like now. It  was higher on the mountain so, as long as he sat closer to the entrance, Hoseok was going to be able to see if anyone was coming their way. Yoongi jumped down from the other’s back with difficulty, he was in severe pain at this point making the younger feel bad about not being able to help. He wanted to help, but couldn’t.

“Go inside, as far as you can,” so I can’t smell you the wolf added in his head “and stay there until morning.” .

“Hos-” Yoongi was interrupted with the wolf shaking his body as if telling him to get off. It was slowly starting to annoy the omega, how stubborn Hoseok was being with a matter that concerned his life - and death-.

“I said go inside. I’ll guard you so sleep.”

“Listen to me!” Yoongi used all the emotions from his heat, hormones playing with his patience,  frustration from the hunt, and the fear of losing his freedom; but, more than that, the possibility of losing his friend.

“No, you listen to me. Go inside.” Hoseok growled at him, and the omega submitted to the other unwillingly so he turned around a shamefully walked inside the dark cave.

The next wave of heat hit Yoongi well into the night, yanking  him away from sleep. He groaned, feeling the droplets of sweat going down his forehead and neck which made him feel dirty.

He turned on a colder side of the floor to cool himself down, but knew that would be of no use since it was something else his body needed. At this point, Yoongi regretted not letting himself getting claimed.

Then, he hated himself for having that thought.

A small whimper caught his attention. For a moment, he thought it was his own that escaped his slightly parted lips as he tried to breathe, but after listening in for a little he realized it was coming from the den’s entrance.

“Hoseok?” He called out with a hoarse voice, but there was no response. The omega pushed himself up, body tired from the inner turmoil going on between him and his wolf. He slowly made his way towards the light only to find Hoseok in his human form, laying down with his knees to his chest. His whole body glistened under the moonlight, and if yoongi wasn’t concerned with the pained expression on the beta’s face, he would have thought him to be beautiful.

“Hobi-” As soon as the omega’s scent reached him, Hoseok moved in animalistic speed; and Yoongi found himself pinned roughly to the ground. Deep red eyes were staring into his golden ones, Yoongi knew that Hoseok had turned into an alpha. A full one.

He shuddered when the other growled into his neck, nose pressed against his scent gland. Without realizing it, Yoongi tilted his head more in attempt to bare his neck to the alpha to show him that he was yielding to him.

Something the omega never thought he would do.

He wanted him to bite. Both him and his wolf wanted Hoseok to take him right there, and then.

“Mine.” He snarled, sending another wave of burning shivers through the omega’s veins. More slick trickled down his hole preparing him for what was going to happen. Preparing him for his alpha.

Yoongi just whimpered, moaning as he tried to grind up against Hoseok’s bare body -tried to make him lose control.

Wet lips connected to his neck and, for a split second, Yoongi’s world stopped. He closed his eyes anticipating, but, instead of a bite, the alpha just kissed the heated skin before pulling away.

Hoseok was trying very hard to control himself, always being driven to the edge, but managing to not trip over it -Although Yoongi was testing his patience.

“I won’t be able to stop myself next time, Yoongi.” Hoseok stood up, taking deep breaths to calm himself - which turned out to be a bad idea since it only made him more worked up with the intoxicating scent of the omega -.

“What if I don’t want you to?” At this point, Yoongi was stumbling over his own words with his head feeling too light and too heavy for his body at the same time.

“That’s your heat speaking, you’ll regret it and it will kill me. I know you’re trying to save me but if you -” Hoseok’s voice pathetically cracked which gave Yoongi the opportunity to stand up using the alpha’s arm as leverage.

“You love me that much?”

“More than you can imagine.”

“Then kiss me.”

“Yoon-” Impatient, Yoongi leaned up to do it instead. He cupped the other’s face; pulling him down to have more control  over and keeping the alpha in place. Now that he’s got a taste of the other’s lips, the omega wondered if he could ever let go. Their mouths moved together like they’ve already done this a million time and Hoseok, after making sure he wasn’t dreaming, reclaimed his dominance by pressing his tongue past Yoongi’s lips, wanting more.

Earning a little more confidence from how pliant and eager the omega was being, one of the alpha’s hands gripped his hips tightly while the other traveled to his lower back, sliding over the swell of Yoongi’s ass. Hoseok poured all the desires, fantasies, and passion that he accumulated from years of unrequited love.

Yoongi shamelessly pushed back against the other’s hand spilling desperate grunts into the his mouth. The omega finally understood why mates couldn’t keep their hands off each other, he felt higher than any drug could ever take him. However, his heat was getting worse and it wasn’t long before his wolf started to whine again,

“I know I’ve been trying to keep my dignity throughout this whole thing,” The omega mumbled against the other’s lips with an embarrassed smile “But I really need someone  to fuck me right now and I would really appreciate  if it’s you”. Hoseok blushed at the bluntness but still managed to enjoy the words coming out of Yoongi’s swollen mouth, words he fantasized about hearing every time he felt a  tingle of arousal.

The alpha hooked both his arms under Yoongi’s thighs picking him up to move, but inside the den. At least he had the decency on doing it away from anyone’s eyes, and the omega was grateful for his consideration.

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It was a sight to behold.

Min Yoongi shuddering and trembling in pleasure because of him. Yoongi’s mouth was wide open in a gasp, cheeks flushed making him look even more ethereal, Hoseok dipped to bite down on his lower lip; sucking it into his mouth to make it much more more swollen as he quickened the pace. 

The sounds of their skin meeting, their kissing, and the low rumble continuously coming from the omega filled the small cave. Hoseok, seeking his own release, pulled away from him to hook both Yoongi’s legs over his shoulders to push in deeper.

Yoongi, just as he came down from the high, was already hard again. He opened his eyes to look up at Hoseok, who was staring back down at him with passionate red eyes, and blushed. The heat of the moment had faded slightly with his wolf almost completely satisfied with what he got so his shame was slowly coming back. Not that he was regretting it, not even one bit, but the whole situation and the alpha’s look was making him shy all of a sudden. Hoseok,seeing that, just thought he was cute, even being balls deep inside of him hammering with all his might into the tight heat, Yoongi was cute to the younger. He was too whipped for his own good  and it was just getting worse.

Yoongi avoided his thoughts by pulling him down into a tight embrace, wrapping his legs around the other’s waist instead. Hoseok smiled against his neck, marking the spot with a deep hickey, while snaking his arms under the omega’s head to cradle it. Even with his mind blinded by his pending climax, the alpha was still putting Yoongi’s comfort first.

“ Fuck-” Yoongi groaned when a particular ram pressed perfectly against his prostate making his cock twitch. His fingers were raking down Hoseok’s back, leaving red stripes wherever he touched. He knew Hoseok had good stamina from the numerous times the former beta outran him, both as a human and a wolf, but he never appreciated all the exercise the other had ever done as much as today.

He couldn’t think anymore, almost delirious, panting as Hoseok fucked into him. “I w-wouldn’t w-ant it to be an-yone else” He mumbled in his trance feeling a third climax nearing  but tried to hold off until Hoseok cums as well.

“I love you” He licked over the hickey he created, proud of his creation, “ I love you ” was what he chanted with every single movement. Hoseok started to switch between deep and slow thrusts and fast rough ones in an attempt to draw it out even for a little more.

“I’m close” Hoseok tried to warn him and Yoongi pressed the heels of his feet against his lower back, forcing him deeper before whispering into the alpha’s ear to claim him, to seal the mating, and make him his. For the first time, there wasn’t a hint of  hesitance in the younger’s actions. He pulled out to the tip before plunging back roughly just as he bit down the side of his omega’s neck.

Hoseok came with a loud grunt, filling him up. The weight of the bond pushed Yoongi over the edge as well, a dry orgasm shaking his body more violently than the ones before. It felt like he wasn’t only feeling his own pleasure but Hoseok’s too, like they were one.

“Wait-” Hoseok’s voice broke alarming Yoongi, he held down the omega’s hips to stop him from grinding, “Stop movin- ah ”. Yoongi almost panicked until he felt the other’s cock growing inside of him. Hoseok’s knot was forming, for the first time.

The alpha’s body - still not used to it - doubled over collapsing on the omega, who just desperately held onto him having nothing else he could do. The pleasure was suddenly replaced by pain, the stretch being too foreign and strange for him. He whimpered helplessly, trying to not let it show. But Yoongi was already able to feel his pain through the bond.

“I’m sorry” Yoongi whispered against the alpha’s shoulder, kissing the spot he was able to reach with tears filling his eyes, “I’m s-sorry, this all my fault”. It was excruciating to him, let alone Hoseok, so he felt guilty having been the reason why the beta had to turn.

“Don’t-” Hoseok tried to talk but the rest of his sentence came out as a breathless groan. It was slowly settling into its full size so he only had to get used to it, just this once -and maybe a few others- then it won’t hurt anymore. He could endure that much. The younger felt guilty as well. He ruined a special moment. Now all Yoongi was going to remember as the first emotion they ever shared was pain.

The knot was formed, locking Hoseok’s cum inside of Yoongi. He was still panting, but his breathing was slowly settling and the strain disappearing.

“Are you okay?” Yoongi’s body was able to take the knot easily with only a slight discomfort, it was made for it after all. It could have even felt good if the omega wasn’t too worried about his mate.

“Yeah, I’m-” Hoseok sighed, relaxing his muscles and untightening the death grip he had on the other’s hips. He made a mental note to apologize for the bruises once he was able to. “I’m good, I wasn’t expecting it to hurt” The younger tried to shrug it off but it was clear that he felt like shit.

“I’m sorry, hobi” Yoongi closed his eyes, leaning his forehead against his shoulder, “If I-” a small moan escaped his lips, cutting off his words, when Hoseok licked over the bite mark. He knew that would shut him up and it did. Now that he settled a little, Hoseok wanted to take proper care of his mate.

He peppered kisses up his chin, reaching up to his lips to connect them to his own. It wasn’t an eager and urgent kiss anymore, Hoseok took the time to enjoy it -make the omega enjoy it-. When he pulled away to put the foreheads together since he still couldn’t move anymore than that, the other’s tears surprised him.

“What’s wrong? Does anything hurt? Am I too heavy?” Even in this situation, Hoseok was putting Yoongi first which only added to the sudden emotional breakdown.

“Stop it” He choked out more tears squeezing out of his eyes when he tried to look away.

“What?” The alpha moved his hand up carefully to cup his face, forcing him to turn back. Hoseok’s thumb drew circles on Yoongi’s cheeks, wiping the falling tears in the process.

“I don’t deserve this. I don’t deserve you. I-”

“You don’t realize it do you?”

“Realize what?” The omega sniffled - just when Hoseok’s thought the older man couldn’t get any cuter-.

“How lucky I think I am, no, how lucky I am ”  Yoongi’s lips parted to say something but he closed them again peering at Hoseok. “ I’m the lucky one”   He said through the bond.

All wolves have telepathic powers but they usually have to be either in their wolf forms, for omegas and betas, or alpha, who natural selection gave them the ability to do it all time. Mates had the special power of being inside each others heads at all time.

Hoseok smiled, although it happened before while they were hunting, this was more special.

“Hobi” Yoongi pulled him out of his thoughts with a strained voice, “You’re kinda crushing me right now”.

“Oh- oh” Hoseok’s knot was nowhere close to deflating so pulling out was not an option, He tried to moved on his side but that would be too awkward of a position for Yoongi to be in. “Fuck- why did we do this facing each other again?” He sighed prompting himself on his palms while keeping their hips together.

“Cause you’re a sap roman- Ow- easy there, that’s my ass” Yoongi slapping his chest with a glare when Hoseok accidentally moved away too much.

“Sorry, babe. Let’s switch, you’re lighter than me” Yoongi nodded tightening his legs around him again so the chances of the alpha hurting him would be diminished but his movement only made Hoseok moan “Stop clenching around me”. The younger, unconsciously, grinded down against him his body looking for friction “Sorry, I didn’t-”.

“It’s okay just move”

“Lift your hips up for me” After the omega compiled, Hoseok wrapped his arms around his hips to pull him up. He rolled onto his back with the other now finally on top. Yoongi sat up to find Hoseok’s face twisted in an unreadable expression, he couldn’t decide if it was pain or something else.

“What’s wrong?”

“N-nothing” A moan betrayed him and he flushed, “You just feel nice”.

“ Really?” For some reason, Yoongi felt a swell of pride pushing him into wanting to make it even nicer. Was that how Hoseok always felt about him? So, to tease him further, the omega rolled his hips experimentally and when the other squirmed under him, Yoongi pulled out until the knot caught his brim and came back down.

“Oh god- do that again” The words sounded more like an order than a request and Yoongi repeated the action, over and over again, until the alpha was panting. The knot was brushing against his prostate every time,  making him shake slightly every time, his pace stuttering. So, Hoseok took it into his own hands. Quite literally.

His hands wandered down to the other’s ass, squeezing as tightly as he could to not leave any more bruises, then started bucking up into Yoongi with stronger thrusts, “Yoongs-fuck- you feel even more tighter”. The omega whimpered laying down as Hoseok picked up the speed.

“Cum for me” Yoongi whispered into the alpha’s ear. A side of him couldn’t believe the words out of his own mouth, knowing that he’s feel pretty embarrassed when he remembers them later but, at the moment, they didn’t feel wrong. Yoongi wanted to submit to him, blame it on the mate thingy, he never thought he would ever willingly do that to any alpha but considering it was Hoseok, he didn’t feel like any of his pride was lost.

“ Alpha, fill me up”

Hoseok started cumming inside of him with a moan that Yoongi muffled with his own mouth, swallowing all the deliciously intoxicating sounds the younger was making. Yoongi knew that the alpha will keep pouring into him until the knot is finally empty -wondering why it didn’t do it the first time, even doubting the information he knew. Then again, he knew nothing about what Hoseok would be going through either- and made himself comfortable with the slight bulging in his stomach  slowly forming from it.

It felt good nonetheless, he wouldn’t mind doing it again … numerous times, but it didn’t stop him from being worried thinking of the possibility that he could be carrying after this. The thought sent a chill down his spine.

“What wrong?” Hoseok spoke through ragged breathing, sensing the other’s stress.

“I was just thinking about the future” Was Yoongi already regretting it? The alpha’s eyebrows knitted together and he frowned but Yoongi was quick to comfort him by correcting himself, “ Our future”.  The small addition made Hoseok smile. A smile that the omega was now going to sleep and wake up to everynight and everyday, okay maybe it wasn’t that bad after all.

“Sleep, Yoongs” Hoseok raked his fingers through his mate’s hair “We have a lot to deal with tomorrow”.

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The sun was already in the center of the sky when Yoongi woke up, so spent  they slept through half of the day. He wondered if everyone was going crazy trying to find them back home or not, quite honestly he didn’t care.

He was lying next to Hoseok, one of his legs slung over the other’s hips and face buried into his neck. He scrunched his face at the feeling of dried up cum that managed to spill out of him when the alpha’s knot shrunk enough to slide out. But he didn’t want to get up just yet. He pressed as physically possible to the warmth of Hoseok’s body with a satisfied sigh.

Hoseok opened his eyes at the movement looking down at the blushing omega, “Hi”. His voice was hoarse, too attractive for the -not so- early morning.

“Hey” Yoongi replied, pressing his nose back to the other’s scent. It made him feel safe.

“How are you feeling?”

“My ass is sore but I think the heat is gone” Hoseok chuckled, even harder when Yoongi tapped the side of his head with his forehead to shut him up. “You?”

“I’m good. Couldn’t be happier with  life” He shrugged again, trying to get the other off of him to sit up. However, Yoongi held onto him tightly, refusing to let him go, whining with a rough voice. Hoseok looked down at him fondly, “I didn’t think you were an after sex cuddler”.

“You rubbed off on me” Yoongi dismissed his comment with a scoff, “Just a little longer”.

“I love you, Yoongi”

Silence. Guilt.

“It’s okay. You don’t have to say it back yet, but I’ll make you love me” Hoseok was not going to lose hope, especially having made this much progress. He was going to do anything in his power and if he still fails, as long as Yoongi was happy, he would be as well.

“Hobi?”

“Yeah?”

“Let’s run away together.”

“What?”

“You. Me. Running away.”

“Yoongi, you’re next in line.”

“No, as my alpha, you ’re next in line.” My alpha “Do you want to lead the pack?”

“No.”

“Then, let’s run away together.”

“Like I can say no to you.”.

Chapter Text

The land was sectioned into different turfs, to varying sizes, and each was lead by the head alpha of the pack that managed to take control over it. Tensions and confrontations between the different territories were quite often, and easily triggered. The ‘Min’ pack, one of the largest of the area -and Yoongi’s future right from his father, only managed to grow so big because of the greediness of its past and present leaders. 

They often referred to themselves as a family although that had sinister incestuous undertones, but luckily that was just a propaganda term to keep the different members from complaining. They were less likely to rebel against family members than pack members. 

However, Their treatment differed across the ranks.

Betas, while not getting abused left and right, were punished with negligence, and given caretaker duties like healers, baby-sitters, or caring for omegas during their heats, or left out to slave away in the fields to provide food for when the hunting season is at a low.  

Omegas’ punishment was in the lack of negligence they encountered. Their fate was much worse. 

A pack’s power was also built on how many members it had, so the packs were vicious when it came to treating their omegas; Yoongi’s pack even more than the others. Wolves that present as an omega would be locked outside and left to be claimed by any alpha that chooses to do so in what they called the ring. 

 The ring was the fastest way to get more pups since waiting for each omega or alpha to find their own mates could take too much time; even the mere possibility of another pack catching up was completely out of the question.  

Thus, the omegas were reduced to baby-pumping machines, and weren’t allowed the right to practice anything else. 

Of course, alphas were at the top, and everyone else was there just for their convenience. They were the protectors, leaders, and the enforcers of the system that served them. Each sub-family was lead by an alpha, who in their turn answer to the head alpha.  

This latter -the head alpha- was, in ancient times, always designated based on strength; he was the strongest wolf of the pack. However, to avoid the bloodshed that often ensued whenever the throne became empty, they collectively agreed that it was a bad idea, and subsequently decided that the seat would be granted to the heir of that alpha; his children or anyone he pointed out as fitting for the role. 

The heir had to be an alpha, the gender didn’t matter. When there were no alphas born to the leader, his or her children’s mates -if they are alphas- were to take on that role. 

Surely enough, there were coups. When a certain alpha from the tribe felt more deserving of the spot, they could challenge the sitting leader to a life or death match. But no leader was accepted on the basis of violence anymore, and the members would often reject it that leader -unless their rejection of the previous one surpassed it. 

Others who did not dare challenge such authority often drifted away from their pack, and either lived alone or created their own. Alphas, omegas, and betas who didn’t feel satisfied with the collective created their own towns where no superior ruled. Those were called neutral zones. 

While life mimicked that of the pack -they all worked together to sustain a full life-, it lacked the classist distribution of that of a pack. Although not created equal in their physical abilities, each member was treated the same regardless of their rank. These scattered territorial zones were often small in size, and prone to attacks; but since they never really pose any threat to the neighboring packs, they were left alone.

Unless greediness transcended morality. 

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The sun penetrated the den, waking both of them up; still wrapped in each other’s arms. Their surroundings were quiet, except for the sounds of birds and wind. It almost felt like the chaos of  the night before was just a nightmare. In some ways, it indeed was.

They laid there, enjoying the silence as if it was going to be taken away from them any moment. 

Yoongi was blushing so hard that he just avoided Hoseok’s eyes. He couldn’t believe the flashbacks of his behavior that kept creeping up inside his own imaginations. He couldn’t believe how bold his was in his demands to Hoseok; his childhood friend Hoseok. 

“Are you having regrets?” Hoseok’s voice sounded weak and filled with fear. He noticed how Yoongi scooted away from him the moment he woke up, and continued to refuse looking him in the eyes. He braced himself for the moment of rejection -it kept him up most of the night, but with it closing up on him, his chest tightened up, and heartbeat got faster. 

“No!” Yoongi exclaimed, sitting  up, before laying back down with an ever redder face. “I just- I…” He stopped for a second, thinking how to put his utter embarrassment into understandable words before continuing, “I’m just...shy.”. 

Silence followed -heavy silence, and, then, Hoseok started laughing with all his might; much to Yoongi’s dismay, who stared at him with widened eyes. 

“The almighty Yoongi has finally been conquered. He is shy. ” he joked between coughs, and winces at his sore muscles. 

“Shut up.” Yoongi pouted, trying to turn away from the alpha, who stopped him mid-way. 

Hoseok went silent, and pulled Yoongi closer to look at him for a bit. He pushed the hair out of his face, planting a soft kiss to the omega’s forehead before whispering  “I love you.”. He didn’t wait for a response, although he wanted one, and continued “More than yesterday, and less than tomorrow.”. 

Yoongi was left speechless, breathless, as butterflies went mad in his stomach. He knew that Hoseok loved him -that has been made clear, but it was the first time he felt it so deeply; their bond, which only mates enjoyed, managed to carry the sincerity of those words straight to him, and made them impossible to doubt. He didn’t say anything, still. He peered into his mate’s unwavering eyes, and smiled. 

“You don’t have to love me. Not now, not ev-” Hoseok was silenced by Yoongi’s lips. The kiss was not as passionate as before, but was still profound enough to show his feelings; his disagreement. 

“I do, you idiot.” Yoongi said, after breaking the kiss,  “I always did, and that’s all you need to know.”. 

“I also know you like to call me alph-” This time a slap to the arm from Yoongi silenced him.

“We will never talk about last night. Never.” 

“I don’t think I can.” Hoseok joked, closing his eyes again. Yoongi did as well. 

“Do you still want to leave with me?” Yoongi spoke, tentatively. 

“If you still want to.”  

“No, I mean do you want to. I can’t ask you to leave your life behind. You can be a leader now, so your future as well.” Yoongi continued, despite Hoseok’s disapproving sigh. 

“We’ve already talked about this. I was never greedy for that position, nor do I have a life there.” Hoseok opened his eyes again to look at Yoongi, who still had them closed. “I’ve been humiliated, neglected, and unappreciated by every single person in that pack. Except for you. I don’t think I’m crazy for not hesitating to leave -if it meant being with you.”. 

Yoongi was silent. 

“Is that enough of an answer?” Hoseok insisted. 

Yoongi just nodded. In fact, he was scared to open his eyes; certain tears would betray him. 

Hoseok sensing the omega’s fear, changed the subject to talk about their supposed plan. “We can’t stay here too long. If we want to leave, we should go today.” he started, “I’ll go back, get a few things, and quickly come back. You should stay here where they can’t find you.”. 

“No, no. You’re not going back there alone. That’s out of the question.” Yoongi sat up, panic clear on his face. “You realize my father will be out for blood. My mate or not, you killed an alpha -and a high ranking one at that.”. 

“I’ll be fine. I’ll avoid any conflicts. I’ll just get clothes and some money, and comeback. I’m sure you don’t want to go around naked.” 

“I-” Yoongi looked back at Hoseok, who was sitting up as well, and saw the determination in his eyes. “There is nothing I could say that would change your mind?”. 

“I”ll protect you, from them and from nature.” Hoseok giggled, trying to ease the older’s worries.

“Be safe, please. Protecting yourself is protecting me.” Yoongi held Hoseok’s hand in his tightly. 

There was an undeniable change in Yoongi’s behavior, which didn’t really please Hoseok. He wanted that change, he wanted for Yoongi to talk about them as if they were more than just mere friends -which they were as of that night, but he didn’t want it to just be an effect of their mating, of a mark on their necks. He unconsciously started broadening the distance between them, that Yoongi was trying to narrow. 

He stood up, letting his wolf take over; since that would make the trip faster. 

“ I’ll be right back. ” Hoseok said before sprinting outside, and down the mountain. 

It was very hard for Yoongi to stay idle while Hoseok was away, but his thoughts kept him occupied. It was a lot to take in at one go, and his life was about to change drastically with no way of telling if  it was going to be for the best or the worst. 

There was a strange excitement in that unknown, made his heart beat faster. He felt extremely relieved to be able to even entertain the idea of getting away from his father’s abuse, and mother’s negligence; it was something he couldn’t even dream of a  few hours prior. 

He also felt extremely guilty for dragging Hoseok into it all. Although the now-alpha seemed okay with it, he couldn’t shake off a suffocating feeling of uncertainty he was getting from their bond. It wasn’t uncertainty per say, but something he couldn’t quite put into words; which also felt like sadness. 

The thing about their bond, which was both a blessing and a curse, was that it only granted them a similarity of feeling. A hushed sensation behind their own emotions that they had to decypher themselves. Some feelings, like love, happiness, and pain, were easy to detect, but once a certain sensation which has never been experienced by the other emerged, they had no way of telling what it was. 

Yoongi was adamant about finding out, he just needed the time to do so.

He also busied himself by monitoring that very bond for any signs of anything . He could tell Hoseok was scared, something Yoongi is very familiar with, and felt even guiltier for not going with him -though he wouldn’t have been of much help anyways. 

He tried to stand up multiple times while Hoseok was away, only staying seated while he was presented because he didn’t want to worry him, but couldn’t get past one step before crumbling to the floor. Yoongi, as previously established, lacked the physical training that would allow him to exert himself as he did the night before without suffering consequences. 

However, since he didn’t want to further burden Hoseok with his pain, he wanted to at least get used to tolerating it. They had a long road ahead to some destination that remained to be agreed upon, or even suggested. He had barely managed to get himself to walk a few steps to the entrance when Hoseok’s scent was already getting closer. 

Yoongi sighed in relief when Hoseok finally appeared in front of him, rushing to hug him; ignoring the pain in his limbs. 

Hoseok threw the bags he held with his mouth, and changed in time to catch Yoongi in his arms; alarmed. “Are you okay?” 

“Are you ?” Yoongi dodged the question. 

“As you can see.” 

“They didn’t try to hurt you?” Yoongi insisted, finding it extremely suspicious that no one even attempted to take him on even if he was the heir to their imaginary throne. 

“I think they find me intimidating.” Hoseok laughed, pulling away from Yoongi. His face became expressionless the moment he was away from Yoongi’s scrutinizing gaze. 

“I only went to my house, but I think my clothes will fit.” Hoseok motioned for the bags he brought with him, a smile back on his face, “There are some fruits in there, until I hunt something for you.”. 

They both put on clothes -Yoongi never realized the value of fresh clothes until that moment, and it  just made him miss bathing as well-, and started walking away from the pack’s territory. While Yoongi had no idea  where they were going, Hoseok seemed to be moving with intent. He held Yoongi’s hand tightly in his, directing him between the trees. 

“Hobi, I didn’t want to ask, but.” 

“What?” 

“Where the hell are we going to go?” 

“Took you long enough.” Hoseok chuckled, “Your curiosity was overwhelming.”  

“So?” 

“There is this friend of mine-”

“You have other friends?” said Yoongi in a mocking tone. 

“Shut up. There  is this friend of mine who lives with his little family, just outside the border, and we can stay there for a while until we figure things out.” Hoseok stopped, and waited for any kind of response from the other; but nothing, so he continued. “The town where they live is a neutral territory, so we can be safe there. How does that sound?” 

“It’s the best we got right now.” 

They went silent again, each of them  focusing on where they were putting their feet, and Yoongi started thinking again -which he did a lot of, as one does, and most of it was not on the  positive side of the spectrum. His thoughts drifted to how little he actually seemed to know about Hoseok; he used to think otherwise, since they grew up together, but he had no idea that the alpha had friends outside the pack. 

He found himself wondering what else he didn’t know about his mate.

Chapter Text

They reached their destination just as the sun started to set.

It took them less than a full day to reach the town, in their human forms and with multiple stops. Yoongi considered it too close to their old pack, and that worried him. He still couldn’t shake off the feeling that someone -at some point- will come looking for them, and being so close only made the job easier.

It was justifiably difficult for him to shake off his fears; engraved into his instincts by his father who loved to remind him that he can never escape their blood ties, or him. It was pulling tricks on Yoongi, but since he was the one to suggest leaving, he couldn’t really tell his mate much about his worries -other than asking, from time to time, if nothing really happened when he went back that morning, and having Hoseok continuously try to convince him. 

The town was quite similar, almost identical,  to the one they left behind, from the way the houses were designed to the clothes worn; but was simultaneously completely different in its distribution. 

The first striking difference was that it didn’t have the aggressive, unified scent that screamed for approachers to stay away. On the contrary, the blend of aromas from which none stood dominant was welcoming -forgiving. It was also much more lively for that time of day, enough to surprise Yoongi -who had never seen so many people out and about after the sunset.  

He couldn’t tell the ranks apart from they way they dressed, and had to rely on his other senses. Unlike where he came from -where alphas were given the better quality fabric, the omegas the average, and betas the bad-, clothes seemed more of an expression of wealth rather than that of rank. It was like a breath of fresh air to Yoongi, who despised such segregations. 

There were fires lighting the way for when the night grew darker, vendors screaming for attention, and children running around freely without parental scrutiny. In general, the people just seemed genuinely happier to be where they are, walking at their own pace; something he didn’t get to see much of in his short lifetime.  

Most importantly, no one seemed to care for his presence. He was not important there, no one looked at him, judged him, or threw comments at him. Yoongi was just another person walking within that space, and not his father’s son -whose presence needed to be made known and accounted for everytime he stepped outside, which made him lock himself away inside his house. The experience felt overwhelmingly surreal to the extent that he doubted whether he was awake, or even still alive. 

Yoongi felt at home, at ease. 

“Yoongs?” Hoseok’s worried tone drew him away from his thoughts, and he turned to look at his mate, who had been leading the way silently -hands still tightly interlaced. “Are you crying?” 

Yoongi stopped walking, his hand reaching for the wet patch below his eyes. It took him a few seconds to come to the realization, and he soon broke down sobbing. It was just a hushed movement of his shoulders that indicated his crying at first that, then, turned into him wailing violently against Hoseok’s chest.  

Yoongi  had been so hurt, so terrified . He wasted years playing a strong and composed character that he didn’t let himself feel just how painful and lonely it was; how out of place he felt somewhere he convinced himself to call home. Years he could have been spending in a place that truly felt like home from just a few minutes of wandering about. 

Hoseok was so bewildered by the omega’s sudden outburst that he stood idle for a full moment before wrapping his arms around his mate’s quivering body, whispering words of solace. “You’re okay now,” Hoseok rubbed  his hands up and down Yoongi’s back, “they won’t hurt you anymore.”. 

Everyone around them stopped what they were doing, and stared. In some ways, they all shared an understanding of what the newcomer was going through. While some of them were born into such places, they heard their parents speak in lengths of the suffering that lead them to flee; the relief of successfully doing so. 

Some smiled reminiscing about their own moments of realization, knowing those were happy tears. 

Yoongi eventually stopped crying, clinging to the comfort of Hoseok’s scent. 

After letting go of all the tears he forcefully held back, all the vulnerability he refused to show, he felt light. And a tad bit embarrassed because of the timing. He was really letting Hoseok see all of his low points, all of his states, and didn’t know why that bothered him. 

Hoseok was just happy that Yoongi was starting to open himself up, and even the slightest progress was a good one in his eyes. 

Their surrounding went back to normal, people passing by them as if nothing had happened, and Yoongi wiped away the remaining tears that didn’t dampen Hoseok’s shirt. 

From within the moving crowd, they could hear someone calling Hoseok’s name. It was tentative at first, the person unsure if what they saw was right, but then turned into a joyful scream. Two men started running towards them, an alpha and an omega, earnestly waving, and he could feel Hoseok getting excited as well, waving back. 

The alpha was taller, much taller than both him and Hoseok, slender, but well built. He also smelled very alpha. All Yoongi could register was that the man easily overpowered Hoseok’s presence although it didn’t have much effect on Yoongi. Hoseok’s scent was slowly morphing after he changed, it wasn’t as full-on as during Yoongi’s heat, but rather trying to find a middle ground between his beta one and something new. 

The man was undeniably a pure-blood alpha. Those were rare, and often too precious to let go of which made Yoongi curious about how such a person ended up here. 

The omega was also taller than the both of them, and beautiful -breathtakingly so. In fact, just calling him beautiful was an understatement, ethereal would be a more fitting term perhaps. He was much more muscular than the alpha, who he assumed was his mate from the matching bite-marks on their necks, and if it wasn’t for the overwhelmingly omega odour he gave off, he would absolutely pass for an alpha himself. 

Hoseok greeted them with hugs while Yoongi just stood back. He had never seen his mate so happy to see anyone before, perhaps even him, so he watched with a silly smile on his face; it was nice to see the alpha genuinely happy, with no hidden feelings lurking behind his enthusiasm. 

“This is-” Hoseok turned to Yoongi. Namjoon and Jin, more than anyone else, knew of the special place Yoongi held in his life, and was eager to show him off to his friends; and also prove that all the endless talks, drunken rants, and painful yearning were indeed not for nothing. In the end, he managed to finally bring him along. 

However, Yoongi pulled at  the hem of Hoseok’s shirt. He didn’t want to give them his real last name, it would be too quick to grasp the connection -especially here. He didn’t know much about the outside world, but he was always told of the atrocities his pack has committed throughout the years -they had enemies everywhere who had absolutely good reasons behind their hatred. 

“It’s okay, Yoongi,” he reassured him with a bright, confident smile, “They already know everything.” 

“So, you’re the great Min Yoongi.” The alpha exclaimed, trying to break the tension, “I was wondering when we would get to meet you.” 

If it had been anyone else, other than Hoseok’s friends, he would have taken it the wrong way; as them mocking him. He heard those comments a thousand times before, and they were always meant to be taken as an insult. 

The alpha’s tone didn’t translate as such, and he chose to not perceive it so negatively either. 

“I’m Kim Namjoon, and this beautiful man right here,” Namjoon put his arm around the older omega’s waist, pulling him closer, “is my mate, Kim SeokJin.”

“You can call me Jin.” He smiled, “SeokJin makes me feel old.”

“You are old, my love.” Namjoon teased, winking at Hoseok. Yoongi assumed it was an inside joke between them. 

“And you’ll be dead if you keep saying that.” The omega threatened with his fist held to Namjoon’s face. 

“If it’s by your hands, I’ll go happy.” Namjoon leaned down to kiss Jin’s fist, making him blush. They looked truly in love from the way they peered into each other’s eyes like no one else was around. It was an enviable sight; something that Hoseok always wanted to have. 

He looked at Yoongi, who always seemed in utter agony around new people, and smiled at how adorable the omega was with his eyes darting everywhere but at them. Perhaps, he had more hope of having something like that. 

“Do you have an empty room for us?” 

“Always do.” Namjoon replied, grinning.

“You both look tired.” Jin escaped from under Namjoon’s arm to join Yoongi at his side, “Let’s go, Yoongi.” 

Namjoon and Jin owned the only Inn there called Blossom . It was at the center of the town, as well as the largest building there. Many of the people that decide to move there rarely have a place to stay, just like the two of them did when they first ran away, so they decided to create a refuge for them. They also tried to make it as cheap as possible -often allowing the guest to trade in other things other than money, like labor or goods. 

It started out completely free; they would provide the extra room they had in their house, and the person would only have help them if they had work. However, with the growing number of visitors that needed a place to stay, they needed to expand the number of rooms which was too expensive to cover on their own -adding to that the maintenance fees that only kept on piling up, they were left with no choice. 

Hoseok would often run away whenever it got too suffocating for him to stay, and each time he would stay in Blossom. It was inevitable for him, with his personality, to quickly get closer to its owners. 

Jin escorted them to their room, right next to theirs. Yoongi would later find out that they secretly alway kept it empty just for Hoseok, for whenever he decided to comeback. The older omega unfolded the mattress, and laid it down for them, taking the time to unwrinkle every part of it before he could feel satisfied with himself. It was rather cute to see him struggle with the bedding; the younger omega thought, but decided to keep to himself. 

“I’ll get the bath ready.”  said Jin before heading downstairs again, and Yoongi almost let out a moan at that statement, perhaps even did. He craved nothing more than to wash off the built up dirt, sweat, and other things from his body. Every single bone and muscle in his body was aching, and he knew a good warm bath would make the pain more sufferable, and him more desirable to look at. 

Yes, he started to care about such things that never even crossed his mind before. 

“You go wash up first, I have to talk to Namjoon.” Hoseok handed him the towel, following Jin. 

xXx

Hoseok joined Yoongi, in the middle of the night, hair wet and breath slightly smelling of alcohol. He didn’t really have the energy to drink much, but the others wanted to celebrate him finally escaping his pack; and, of course, listen to what exactly happened. The couple had sensed the difference in Hoseok, other than being mated and looking much happier, and were barely able to restrain their curiosity. 

He wiggled his way underneath the covers to hug Yoongi, who turned around to face him. 

“I still can’t believe that you are here.” Hoseok who had been thoughtlessly playing with Yoongi’s semi-dried up hair stopped, leaning down to plant a light peck to his forehead. 

“Did you drink?” 

“A little, but I mean it. I’m really glad you’re here with me.” 

Hoseok’s brown eyes littered with red flakes were impossibly captivating, and Yoongi shamelessly gazed into them like nothing else mattered apart from them. He was entranced, mesmerized, by the alpha’s presence, scent, touch that he mindlessly reached up from his embrace to kiss him. 

It was an innocent kiss, as innocent as those could possibly get, Yoongi’s lips pushing against Hoseok’s idly. There was no rush, no exigency for more, and no particular purpose; he just felt drawn to do so, and had enough courage to act on it this time. 

While Hoseok had been quite obvious of his affection for the omega, Yoongi couldn’t allow any feelings for him. As hard as that was to achieve, he managed to control himself for the most part, hoping not to encourage Hoseok to keep on liking him -and find someone apt to be his mate instead of the omega- since it wouldn’t really have lead anywhere anyways. Why start something that is doomed to end?

Hoseok had similar reasons for never really pursuing anything in a more aggressive manner. 

Fortunately, however, things changed since then, and, to be quite honest, Yoongi didn’t really expect what could have possibly been the worst event of his existence to have such a wonderful outcome. 

Hoseok allowed Yoongi to take the lead -rather enjoyed it. He wanted that any intimacy that ever happens between the two of them to be initiated by the omega. He was surprised, nonetheless, when he did. Still, he was determined to let his  mate decided when, if ever, so he would be certain his heart is in it; and that he truly wanted it. 

“You taste really sweet.” Yoongi breathed, pulling away to look at Hoseok for a moment. Although he made his mind up to just do it , and tell Hoseok everything he had been thinking during their journey there regardless of his pride or embarrassment, he still wanted to see the alpha’s reaction. 

The alpha’s ears were the first to turn a bright red under the dim lights, his face quickly becoming a similar color. He opened his mouth to say something, respond in some way, but his words got caught somewhere in his throat -along with his heart. 

It wasn’t really the reaction he wanted, but Yoongi was satisfied. He kissed him again, more playfully -catching the alpha’s lower lip between his lips, and, then, his teeth, biting down enough for Hoseok’s breath to hitch, but not enough to break the skin. 

“Did you know that they say if one changes too drastically, it means they’re dying?” Hoseok, awkward to the daring actions of his mate, resorted to joking -that always worked out, right? 

“I’ve been thinking,” 

“ Oh no. ” 

“Shush. I’ve been thinking about us,” Yoongi continued, “I’ve really done you wrong. All this time, while criticising my father, I was abiding by the same unreasonable rules that I despised. Because you were a beta and I was destined to be an omega -because I couldn’t defy that man, I hurt you over and over again.” 

“Yoongs, it’s all in the past now.” 

“I know, but I feel like if I don’t tell you this, I won’t be able to sleep peacefully. It’s been eating me inside since yesterday, since you were so willing to give your life up for me when I couldn’t even break a few stupid rules for you. I don’t know much about love. As you know, I didn’t grow up seeing much of it, but I do know that if I waited for your your return every time you were away like I did, if I miss you now even while looking at you, it can’t be just a sense of friendship. I was too stupid, to adamant on convincing myself of that, that I stopped myself from seeing you, us. That must be love, right?” 

Hoseok didn’t answer, and Yoongi didn’t wait for him to either. 

“I know my situation forced us into this, but I truly mean it when I said, and I’ve said it before, that if I am to choose my mate again, I would choose you again. Thank you for being you, for waiting for me, and for loving this me -as unlovable as I am.” 

“You are not un-”

“You don’t have to say it. I know how you see me -I can guess at least.”. Yoongi exhaled deeply, and smiled “Okay, I’m done now.”. 

Hoseok just couldn’t find the right words to say yet. Yoongi had an entire day to plan, but he wasn’t in the least prepared - nor drunk enough-  to be able to articulate a unified, comprehensible, and profound utterance that came close to adequately represent what he felt, or come close to what Yoongi was able to say.  “I love you.” was all he could say, and that was more than enough for Yoongi. 

“Just kiss me.” and Hoseok did. Unlike Yoongi, his kiss had more determination, eagerness, to it; like he was trying to convey all the unspoken and uncompleted words in his mind through it. 

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“Just kiss me.” and Hoseok did. Unlike Yoongi, his kiss had more determination, eagerness, to it; like he was trying to convey all the unspoken and uncompleted words in his mind through it. He started kissing down his chin, neck, and collarbone, but Yoongi stopped him with an uncertain grip. 

Raising his eyebrows, Hoseok’s heart dropped at the thought that he might have gone too fast for the omega, and perhaps misinterpreted the signals the other sent. He was only comforted by Yoongi’s reassuring smile that indicated that rather than being uncomfortable, the omega just had something different in mind. 

Hoseok followed Yoongi’s instructions, laying down, and watched as Yoongi struggled to take his own clothes off for a moment, trying to not turn it into a comedic show for the alpha, and, then, moving towards him again.  

Yoongi pulled down Hoseok’s pants and underwear just enough for him to have access. He sat on his knees between Hoseok’s opened legs, and wasted no time before taking the top of the length into his mouth. He didn’t know what he was doing, never truly indulged in anything of such, but he intended to somehow do it well -watching closely for Hoseok’s reactions, and concentrating on actions that got the most out of the alpha. 

Hoseok half sat up, leaning back on one elbow while his other hand lazily caressed whatever spot of Yoongi’s skin that he could reach. He tried to hold back his moans at first, letting out low rumbles that managed to escape, but he let himself go once he realized Yoongi was taking pleasure from it. 

Yoongi pulled off, a string of saliva and pre-cum still connecting his swollen lips to Hoseok’s tip, to catch his breath -because he amateurishly forgot to actually breathe while focusing on pleasuring his alpha. 

Hoseok laid back, bringing Yoongi against him so he doesn’t feel obliged to get back to it immediately; he found it incredibly cute how serious Yoongi was -and a tad bit amusing. The alpha tugged at the skin around and on Yoongi’s still healing bite mark with his lips, enjoying how the alpha shivered everytime while slowly rubbing their bodies together for some much needed friction for both his and Yoongi’s painfully hard dicks.

When Yoongi felt confident enough in his lung power, he slid down the alpha’s body to continue what he was doing before. He wrapped his hand around the base of Hoseok’s cock, slowly circling the tip with his tongue. It tasted weird, salty, but he was able to tolerate it enough to swallow it down without gagging. The size was a whole other story, the omega fought to hold  back his gag reflex the moment he bobbed his head lower than the first time, 

This time Hoseok kept his arms next to his body, fighting the urge to grip the omega’s hair and thrusting up into the heat of his mouth. He wanted it to be at Yoongi’s needs, and not his own. Instead, he just reached down to move the strands away from Yoongi’s forehead and from his view of what he was doing. For the most part he just let himself enjoy the attention he was getting from his mate, pushing any other thoughts away, and Yoongi was doing a great job at distracting him. 

Although Yoongi way have lacked the skill, Hoseok soon felt the warmth of his orgasm threatening to burst, and had to stop him. It wouldn’t be fair for him to finish alone. He pulled Yoongi closer again before flipping them over so he was on top, sitting up between the omega’s legs. 

His hands naturally found Yoongi’s chest, playing with the omega’s nipples, who shuddered and let out a muffled grunt at the contact making Hoseok smirk -the omega’s nipples were a sensitive spot, and Hoseok was definitely going to keep that in mind for later. Letting his heat die down a little bit, He turned his attention to Yoongi’s cock, red and swollen. 

Yoongi felt the slick reaching past his thighs to dampen the sheets. His last experience with the substance was not the most positive one out there; it only slowed him down and made him painfully uncomfortable. But, with Hoseok right there looking down at him, the feeling of the wetness getting him ready to get fucked was just turning him on even more. 

The omega was silently begging him for more, inching closer and closer to Hoseok, but the alpha pretended to not notice; jerking him off for a lot longer than he initially planned just to mess with him. 

Hoseok chuckled when Yoongi let out a needy cry, announcing the alpha’s victory, but was met with a deadly glare. 

“Hurry up already.” Yoongi growled. 

“Ask nicely.” 

The alpha realized that he might have a thing for making the omega beg him, making him desperate for him. It was his second time doing so, and it felt even better than the first time.

“Fuck- Jung Hoseok, really?” 

“Okay, okay.” Hoseok giggled -and if Yoongi wasn’t as horny, he would have considered it as cute-. He lined himself with the omega’s hole, and pushed in slowly until he was fully sheathed inside of him. 

Yoongi’s toes curled in as he tried to pitifully meet the alpha’s lazy thrusts; urging him to go faster. In fact, he had been needy all day even with his heat dying down. Hoseok’s mere presence next to him was enough of an aphrodisiac, and only he knows how hard it was trying to keep it together. 

Hoseok caved in, more out of his own sheer need than out of fear of having teased Yoongi for too long, and sped up his thrusts, ramming into him hard enough to shake Yoongi’s entire body. He had a strong grip on the insides on the omega’s thighs, keeping them apart and keeping him down. 

The sound of skin against skin was without a doubt audible to everyone in the Inn, but neither of them cared enough to interrupt their bliss, and try to keep it quiet. They were newly mated, everyone else will understand -or at least, they hoped they would. 

The alpha had the decency to, atleast, muffle the loudness of Yoongi’s moan with his mouth, sloppily and aimlessly pulling at each other’s lips, although that wasn’t really his intention. 

“Up. On all fours.” He commanded, and Yoongi was too entranced to say anything about the authoritative tone of the utterance. He found it hot, even. He turned on his stomach before pulling himself up on shaky knees, ass in the air waiting for Hoseok to get back to it. 

The alpha gripped Yoongi’s shoulders for more leverage, mercilessly fucking him. He slowed down from time to time, to kiss the porcelain skin on Yoongi’s back or to adjust his posture, but each of them was chasing his own orgasm -and they waited long enough for it. 

The weight of Hoseok’s strength and that of his own pleasure forced Yoongi flat against the bedding, dick trapped between his own body and the sheets while Hoseok’s movement caused enough much-needed friction to push the omega over the edge. 

The omega came with a trembling groan, soiling the fabric beneath him. His whole body shuddered, and his walls tightened even more around Hoseok’s cock, bringing him to his orgasm. 

Hoseok let himself collapse on top of Yoongi, breathing deeply, but his forming knot forced him to move away. He knew that knots were only necessary for breeding, and wasn’t certain if Yoongi actually wanted that -too scared to even ask. But he couldn’t yet fully control it although he was told how. It was possibly the most awkward discussion he ever engaged in with Namjoon, but that’s one memory he was already prepared to suppress.

He laid behind Yoongi, hugging the exhausted omega closer. Too tired to even clean up and couldn’t even bother put their clothes back on, they just fell asleep like that. It was comfortable regardless of the mess. 

xXx   

A week passed in a flash. 

A week passed, and no one even attempted to bother them.

The fear and anxiety that tainted Yoongi’s thinking kind of dissolved to the back of his mind, and that night became a distant memory replaced by more joyful moments. He was too busy getting to know his mate all over again; in a new way, and preoccupied with loving and being loved by everyone around him that he rarely found himself thinking about his old pack. Something he thought to be impossible. 

Perhaps that’s how people can go on with their lives; forgetting pain with new joy. 

He also got to know his growing number of friends -he allowed himself to call them as such-. In addition to Namjoon and Jin, there were two other guests that became permanent family members of the Inn: Taehyung and Jimin, both betas with a slightly ambiguous relationship. 

Jin had to physically restrain Taehyung from going up that first night to meet Yoongi, and the beta made up for it by giving the omega one of the tightest hugs he ever experienced in his short existence; feet dangling off the ground, but made him feel warm inside. Jimin, on the other hand, was too preoccupied by Hoseok’s transformation, asking endlessly about every single detail which jokingly started to worry Namjoon -the only true alpha there. 

Jimin would whisper into the alpha’s ears variations of “Sleep with your eyes open.” or “I wonder if it’s different with a pure alpha.” everytime he passed him. 

They had to put an end to it when Namjoon started having nightmares, and waking up in cold sweat; but it was enjoyable for all of them while it lasted. 

Yoongi and Hoseok started helping around with the other guests, a number higher than Yoongi expected for such a small town. He was thrilled to have a job, or just something to do in general. Although a silly thought, having work and being compensated for that work made him feel fulfilled. 

Hoseok also did some work during his free time as a healer, which was his original occupation in his old pack. He learned the skills from his former caretaker, and didn’t want them to go to waste even though he wasn’t really fond of the job. He also wanted to gather some side funds for something that he was trying very hard to keep a secret from Yoongi. He didn’t want to jinx it by talking too much, and promised to tell him everything as soon as he had enough money to be confident of it actually happening. 

Yoongi enjoyed Jin’s presence. He was calm, wise, and welcoming. He also seemed to carry around some deep scars, and attempting to hide them with wide smiles and loud laughs; but the sadness was clear in his eyes. 

Then again, it would be more surprising to find someone in that town that didn’t carry around some weight of the past. Yoongi didn’t want to probe into anyone’s hurt, just like he wasn’t a fan of anyone probing into his. So, he didn’t even ask Hoseok about any of them. 

He was sure that, once they felt comfortable around him, they would tell him themselves. It wasn’t fair though that they seemed to know more about him and about Hoseok than he knew about them. He also felt jealous of the close relationship his mate had with them that he kept a secret from him. 

He couldn’t allow himself to act bitter about it, but he let out a few complaints here and there that hinted to Hoseok that he was upset about it. Hints that went right over the alpha’s head. 

What Yoongi enjoyed even more about Jin was that, even though he was an omega, he seemed to have the upper hand in his relationship. He ordered Namjoon around, scolded him, and argued with him freely. It made him think of the poor omega that raised him, who never once dared to raise his voice over that of his mate, Yoongi’s father -it made him think of all the innocent ones back in his old pack who have to suffer, and how different it could have been under better leadership. 

He was no different after all; his relationship with Hoseok mimicked that of Namjoon and Jin. However, Hoseok started out a beta so it was much easier to treat each other as equals regardless of their ranks. The other two always had that barrier between them, but Jin managed to overcome it; and Namjoon was a good man for letting him do so.

Hoseok was good at picking friends, the omega concluded. And that, of course, included him. 

Yoongi waddled towards the kitchen with a sack of rice, trying not to succumb to its weight, when Hoseok came back from a house-call. It didn’t take long for the alpha to become known in the town, especially with his friendly personality. His caretaker was also known in the area, and the mere fact that he was his apprentice was enough to push people to call for him. 

“Let me.” He lifted the sack from Yoongi’s hands with ease before the omega could object, planting a kiss to his mate’s cheek while doing so. 

“What did you do?” 

“Nothing really. Dongwon thought he was going into labor, but it was just a false alarm.” Hoseok stepped towards the kitchen with a grin, “It’s his first, so he doesn’t know much.” 

“It must be scary.” 

“Scary, but beautiful. The joy of holding a newborn in my hands is already overwhelming as is, I can’t imagine how it’s like for paren-” Hoseok abruptly stopped talking once he realized Jin could hear them. Him stopping mid-sentence made it even more awkward, and Jin just wordlessly smiled. The alpha cleared his throat, putting the rice down on the wooden table in the kitchen. 

Yoongi, who had been watching the strange encounter, couldn’t help but wonder -and come to his own conclusions. He didn’t make any comments, nor asked Hoseok to continue, and just quietly sat down as if nothing happened. 

“Tea?” asked Jin, after a heavy moment of silence. Both of them nodded, each raking through his brain for something to talk about. “Namjoon wants us to go out tonight, and celebrate you two. We just waited until Yoongi was settled in to do so, what do you think?” 

“I-” Hoseok started, but stopped to look at Yoongi for what he should say. He wasn’t sure what the omega would prefer since wasn’t a fan of gatherings -or even leaving the house. 

“Sure.” Yoongi replied instead, “I’d love that.” 

“Great!” Jin clapped his hands together, his smile becoming more sincere, “Drink your tea, I’ll go check on the guests.”

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Yoongi appreciated that Namjoon and Jin did not only welcome them into their small family with open arms and hearts, but that they also tried everything in their power to make sure Yoongi knew that. And he did. Not once did they made him feel unwanted, or a burden, which was something he had never experienced before. As embarrassing as it was, the omega, being and omega, was used to feeling unwelcomed and unloved. Even his own parents, who are effectively supposed to love him unconditionally, treated him like a source of absolute shame and nuisance. 

Well, Yoongi knew that this was an effort to get him out of the house and get him used to being around people again. While no one would openly admit to it, they all knew that the omega never truly got over what happened that night. Although satisfied with the results since it led him into the arms of Hoseok, the traume of going through the ring made Yoongi scared of the outside. 

Nonetheless, they wanted him to know he was safe, and the least he could do for them was to be receptive of their efforts. Plus it started getting a little stuffy staring at the same walls everyday, waiting for Hoseok to comeback. 

“You look beautiful, Yoongs.” Hoseok exclaimed as the omega came down the stairs in the colorful clothes Jimin lent him for the ‘special night’. The two were closer in shape, though Jimin was much more muscular than the older omega, so it felt right to take from him. 

“Oh, shut up.” Yoongi rolled his eyes, trying to hide his blushing cheeks by pretending to tidy up his hair. 

“Come here,” Hoseok pulled the omega by the waist the moment he reached him, getting their bodies as close as possible before leaning down to kiss his mate. It was light and short, but they still lingered there foreheads touching, listening to their own breathing syncing. “You look beautiful. You always do.” he repeated, much quieter. 

“Hobi,” Yoongi started. He hesitated for a little, opening then closing his mouth. He finally closed his eyes and blurted out an impatient “I love you.” 

Hoseok pulled back, eyes wide and smile forming. He knew the omega was going to be the end of him right there and then. He wanted to scream, to pick up the omega and run around with him, but he didn’t want to ruin the moment. So, he settled on cooly responding with a simple “I love you too, Yoongi.” 

A moment passed where they, again, just stood there looking into each others’ eyes. And, for that moment, Hoseok saw a vision of what he always envied in Namjoon and Jin’s relationship. “I love you too” he repeated. 

“Oh, get a fucking room.” Jimin groaned, coming out of the kitchen to see how Yoongi looked. “It’s enough I have to see the other two.” 

“As if you’re any better.” Namjoon exclaimed from inside the kitchen “You think we don’t know what you and Taehyung do every night?” 

Yoongi could see the red slowly creeping onto Jimin’s face, who quickly shuffled toward the front door. Taehyung soon followed, equally flushed and in a hurry. 

Yoongi and Hoseok laughed at the sight of the two before settling back on looking at one another. Yoongi noted that if ever someone asked when he felt right , he would tell them about this. But, as all good things, they all come to an end–and Yoongi was going to be reminded of that just a few hours later. 

The first bump in the road came in the form of a drunk Hoseok, having taken on more than he could handle with every ex-patient of his offering him a thank you drink. It was atually nice for Yoongi to see him let loose a little, to see the old Hobi show himself with every drink. All bright smiles and wild laughs. The omega got to see a glimpse of his bestfriend come back for a night, without the underlying worries he could always see but never address in the alpha. 

It was nice until both Namjoon and Hoseok disappeared in the middle of the gathering while Yoongi was distracted with the joyful banter between Jin and the two betas. They were a delight to be around on normal days, but even more with the added effect of being somewhere new. 

Still, after a few minutes passed, Yoongi grew impatient about Hoseok being gone. He asked Jin, who answered that they probably went to the outhouse. Following the older omega’s directions, he head to find his missing mate, wanting to share every moment of the night with him. 

That’s when he overhead what sounded like a hushed argument between the two alphas, and he regretted every decision he took that led him to hear their exchange.

“Don’t tell me you’re having doubts now, Hoseok.” Namjoon asked, bewildered by whatever the other said before Yoongi was able to hear them. “It’s kind of too late now, don’t you think?” 

“I know, I know. I just … I don’t know what I’m doing, Joon. I don’t know if I can do this.” 

Yoongi felt his heart break. Until that moment, the only thing that gave him comfort, the only thing that kept him strong was Hoseok’s undeniable certainty about them–about this. 

Had this been how Hoseok was truly feeling on the inside all that time? Was it finally coming out with the help of the alcohol? was he the only one that didn’t know how his mate felt about him? Was it all a lie?

That one sentence was enough to confirm every worry, insecurity, and fear he had. And it cut deeper because Yoongi could not find a single argument, reproach, or rebuttal to even the smallest doubts Hoseok could have about them. He was the one making all the sacrifices and Yoongi knew that all too well. 

If he decided to abandon Yoongi, the omega wouldn’t be able to stop him. And that scared him. It’s not because of pride–god no, Yoongi was ready to throw that out of the window and just…beg. It was because of his guilt. A guilt he couldn’t do anything about. 

Suddenly, everything felt too overwhelming, too loud, too…real. He turned on his heel and started walking away. His walk soon turned into a sprint and before he realized it, he was well into the woods behind the inn. 

He leaned against a tree, trying to catch his breath–and somehow his thoughts too. Hoseok’s words kept repeating over and over in his head and suddenly everything was embarrassing. He was scared, ashamed, and hurt. And he knew all to well why: he didn’t want Hoseok to regret his decision to mate with him. He didn’t want Hoseok to doubt his love for him, not when Yoongi could no longer live without him–and not just because of their bond, but because, at that very moment, he realized that he was undeniably, madly in love with his alpha. 

Just as Yoongi was wiping the tears he never felt flowing, he sensed a presence near him. It was familiar, but definitely not welcomed. He knew immediately who it was. and, indeed, his worst guess materialized when a figure stepped into the light and he found himself facing the very same person he feared would come looking after him. 

“Father, I-” 

“Follow me,” The older man growled in a way that sent a cold shiver down Yoongi’s back. It’s true that he had always been scared of his father, and he was always aware of the pure violence that the alpha was capable of. It wasn’t even the first time he had been growled at by him. But it still felt different. It felt like a real threat. 

So, Yoongi did as asked. He followed his father further away from the town, further from Hoseok–which he actually found to be a relief. Yoongi, even in his fear, was relieved that at the moment he was found, Hoseok was nowhere to be found. Away from anything that could hurt him. He couldn’t let him get entangled in this–especially after what he had heard. 

Then, it came. His father suddenly stopped walking and, as if he could no longer hold it in anymore, turned and punched Yoongi so hard it sent the omega to the ground, blood filling his mouth immediately. 

“How dare you-” The alpha’s words were loud at first, but turned into a whisper–as if he was scared someone would hear him. “How dare you humiliate me like that?” 

“Last time I checked, you’re the one who sent me into the ring. Isn’t this what you wanted?” Yoongi spat back, trying to get to his feet when a kick to the stomach made him fall back to the ground. The omega let out a weak groan, clutching his stomach. He didn’t want to show hurt in front of his father, but the pain was overwhelming. 

His father didn’t stop there. He lost all the control he feigned having, striking Yoongi repeatedly with each kick becoming stronger than the one before it. While it hurt, and it hurt like a motherfucker, Yoongi felt true fear upon realizing that his efforts to block out what was happening from reaching Hoseok through their bond had faltered at some point. And he was sure his alpha felt it because he could feel fear that wasn’t his own, and especially anger that wasn’t his own, coarsing through his veins. 

“Stop! Please! Stop.” Yoongi started to beg, hoping to somehow end it before the younger alpha could find him. Alpha or not, Hoseok didn’t stand a chance in front of Yoongi’s father who was a true alpha with years of training on how to kill just about anyone who dared to stand in his way. 

“Pathetic,” The alpha grabbed Yoongi by his collar, bringing him up to his feet. Yoongi was only able to hold his weight up for a couple of seconds before staggering back to the ground, coughing up blood. He tried to sit up, getting on all fours in an effort to push himself up, only for his father to kick him back to point zero. 

The torture didn’t last long though. Just as he stepped forward to grab Yoongi once more, a threatening howl was heard from deep within the woods. It was loud and unfamiliar to Yoongi. It was definitely not Hoseok, but instead of filling him with dread, it made him feel safe. Four more howls were heard, one definitely more familiar than the others. 

No…no, no, no, no Yoongi thought, painfully aware that if they do find them, which they eventually will, it will turn into a bloody battle. He couldn’t have that. Not after everything they’ve done for him. The omega pushed through the pain and was able to stand up, quicker than his father could react and lunged forward toward the older man, successfully knocking him to the ground. He then got himself up again and ran the opposite way to the calling howls, hoping his father would run after him. 

His father seemed more than happy to run behind him, changing into his ever intimidating wolf form that Yoongi never truly felt related to. He was massive, dark brown fur contrasting the white stripes of his old battle scars that reflected the moonlight like a warning. 

Yoongi also managed to change, knowing his wounds would hurt much less in wolf form, which also meant he could get further away. He didn’t really have a plan past that, it wasn’t like he could run forever, but there was no other option in his panicked brain. And, quit honestly, he wished he could run forever. 

Please stop Hoseok’s voice echoed in his head, and tears welled up in Yoongi’s eyes. I know what you’re doing, please stop. 

The howls grew closer and Yoongi was exhausted. He turned to find that his father was no longer following him. He didn’t know at what point he lost him–if he ever did. He stopped running, switching back to his human form to better hide his scent in case the old man was still looking for him. Well, it was doubtful that Yoongi, a wounded omega, could ever successfully outrun a pack alpha, so he knew there was something else at play–but he didn’t have enough energy to delve into it. 

All Yoongi knew was that his father’s scent was gone and it was replaced by Hoseok’s, who was inching close as the starlight slowly grew blurrier.

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“Yoongi!” He heard his mother call as he ran. Most times, he felt sorry for his mom since she was just as helpless as him when it came to … well, everything. He knew that by running away, he was leaving her to deal with his father’s anger, but he was just a child himself. 

He finally came to a stop when his lungs felt like they were about to explode. He found a small house with shade and hid behind it, waiting for the day to pass before he could go back home. It’s not like he was able to run away forever–although he really wanted to. 

“Hey!” A cheery voice called from above. 

Yoongi lifted his head to find a small boy waving at him from the 1st-floor window. He stood up facing him and awkwardly waved just once before stopping. 

“Wait right there! I’m coming down.” the boy disappeared from the window, but Yoongi could hear fast steps coming down the stairs and finally out the back door towards him. “Hi! I’m Hoseok, but you can call me Hobi.” 

Yoongi smiled, but before he could say a word, the house suddenly disappeared and night fell. The bright smile on Hoseok’s face turned into a pained expression as blood slowly drenched his clothes. 

“Yoongi,” He whimpered and fell to his knees right in front of him. 

Yoongi jolted out of sleep, his heart beating fast in his ears. He was covered in hot sweat and the room was dark. He stood out of the covers, his whole body complaining from the movement as it hurt to even take a full breath. He needed to find Hoseok. 

It took him a little to fully recognize his surroundings, but he knew he was back at the inn from the comforting, familiar scent it always had. He stumbled toward the door, illuminated by the light coming in from behind it. He could hear someone talking but it felt distant–like he was still in a dream. 

Yoongi hoped that once he would open the door, he would see Hoseok waiting for him. He needed to see him. His dream didn’t feel like a simple nightmare, he felt his anxiety soaring each step he took. And it didn’t make it better that he didn’t feel him through their bond. 

Hoseok would have been there next to him. Nothing would have kept him from being there…unless. No. Yoongi didn’t even want to think about that. For now, he just needed to get to the door, which wasn’t easy as every step he took felt like getting stabbed in the chest. Still, after stopping for many times, he reached the door, weakly pulling it and trying to call for his mate. 

“Yoongi!” Jin rushed back from the stairs, holding a water basin with bloodied pieces of cloth waiting to get cleaned. It made his heart jump to his throat. His eyes widened at the sight and Jin hurried to put it away in the hallway. “Why are you up? You should-” 

“Where is he?” Yoongi interrupted him, now using the doorframe to keep himself up. Tears welled up in his eyes as he waited for Jin to find his words. 

“He’s…” Jin started. He thought of this moment for the full two days that Yoongi was asleep. He played the moment when he would have to break the news to him over and over again, but seeing the younger omega unable to stand, covered in bruises, and looking at him like a lost puppy rendered him speechless. 

“Please-” Yoongi’s voice broke as he tried to swallow his tears. He reached forward to hold Jin’s hands between his palms, struggling to keep his balance. “Please, tell me he’s okay. Tell me he’s just-” 

“He’s okay,” Jin repeated after him. It wasn’t fully a lie, but not the truth either. “He’s going to be okay.” 

“Going?” Yoongi panicked once again. “What do you mean going? Where is he? Where’s Hobi?” 

“Come on, I’ll take you to see him, but I need you to calm down first. Freaking out will not help Hoseok. He needs you to be strong for him.” Jin hugged Yoongi to his side, walking him back to the room. Unable to struggle against the older omega, Yoongi let himself be directed back to one of the chairs. 

Jin sat Yoongi down on the chair before kneeling in front of him. “When we found you in the woods, your…father was not too far away. Seeing your state, Hoseok was furious and he chased him down.” 

“No-” Yoongi hunched forward, not knowing whether to cry or scream. Whatever happened, it was because of him. It’s always because of him. No wonder Hoseok would doubt his decision. It’s always because of me.

“Namjoon followed them, but Hoseok had already found him. They crashed and Hoseok got pretty hurt during the fight. Thankfully, Namjoon was able to put an end to it before-” 

“I need to see him, Jin. Now!” 

“Wait, Yoongi, I need to tell you something.” Jin waited for Yoongi to focus on him again, trying to find the right words again. “I need to tell you something about your father.” 

“Is he dead?” Yoongi asked, surprising Jin with his lack of emotion. Not that he didn’t understand, he did, but he couldn’t help but be taken aback. 

“Yes, he is. He- Joonie tried. He tried to not…but your father did not want to…get off Hoseok. So, he had to-” Jin paused for a moment, looking down at the floor, “We’re sorry, Yoongi. Namjoon is very sorry.” 

“No, If it was either him or Hobi, I would sacrifice him every time.” Yoongi found Jin’s eyes again, hoping to convey his sincerity “Thank you for saving Hoseok. Thank you for keeping him alive. Thank you. As long as Hoseok is alive.” 

Yoongi kept repeating the word while intently watching Jin’s expression as if he didn’t believe it yet–he needed to see him, safe and sound, to believe that he was truly alive. 

“Okay, okay, let’s get you cleaned up then we can go see Hoseok, okay?” 

“Okay,” Yoongi repeated the word like a child, taking Jin’s hands to stand up again.

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They found Namjoon waiting for them downstairs. The alpha couldn’t meet Yoongi’s eyes and once they were face to face, he repeated the same apology Yoongi heard from Jin just earlier. He explained that he tried his best, but that Yoongi’s father had been relentless in his attack.

Yoongi told him the exact same thing he told Jin. And, to help rid the alpha of his guilt, he insisted that he was in fact grateful for what he did and that he was sorry to them for putting them in harm’s way. He made sure that Namjoon did not get injured, which he hadn’t, and ensured a thousand times that he was okay and he just needed to see Hoseok. 

They led him to a house not too far from the inn. There were already some people waiting outside, some more anxious than others but none looked as worried–or as beaten up–as Yoongi who did not understand why they had to go all the way there to see his mate. 

He was shown inside of what looked like a makeshift hospital. There were many rooms, all looking the same, and all smelling strongly of alcohol. Some doors were closed, but he still managed to catch a glimpse of the people in the open ones. None of them looked like they were having fun in there. 

"Here we are," Jin stopped in front of one of the only closed doors in the building and turned to Yoongi who has been struggling to keep up. "Now, Yoongi, I want you to remember that he is going to be okay. So, please don't panic." 

"Well, that's just making me panic now," Yoongi said with a weak chuckle. He was in no mood to joke, he shouldn't, but still...the older omega was trying his hardest. 

The door opened and he saw his mate splayed on a table. His torso was covered in bloodied gauze and his face looked pale. Yoongi was shocked in place for quite some time before rushing to the bedside. 

He took Hoseok's hand in his and tried to take in the full extent of the damage without breaking down into tears. There were multiple small cuts on the alpha's face, most seeming well on their way to healing while others had already left scars. 

The most damage seemed to be to his chest and stomach, and, for the state of it, it seemed like it wasn’t able to heal on its own. They had all sorts of mixtures on the bedside table, most smelling horrid, and Yoongi was grateful that they seemed to be doing their best to make him better. 

Yoongi quickly got to work. He poured water from the jug into a clean basin and took out an unused piece of cloth from the pile. Pulling the chair closer to Hoseok’s bed, he saturated the cloth with water and put it on the alpha’s mouth. His chapped lips softened with the moisture. He knew that if left the way they were, they would bleed when Hoseok would wake up and want to talk. Because he was going to. 

He wet the cloth again and started cleaning the cuts on the alpha’s face, neck, and chest. He tried not to disturb the gauze or touch any of the deeper cuts. His heart ached with each whimper that slipped out of his mate’s lips, knowing that he must be in a lot of pain to not wake up even after all that time. 

Namjoon and Jin watched for a while before deciding to leave him to it. Yoongi could use some of the attention of the healers too, so they made sure to tell the head beta to take a look at him once he had the time. Although Yoongi refused to leave Hoseok’s side even for a moment. 

Yoongi talked to Hoseok all night, hoping his voice would wake him up. He told him about everything and nothing; what he overheard patients say when they passed by the room, what Jimin and Taehyung told him when they came to drop off some food for Yoongi, and memories–their memories–that he dreamt about while sleeping. 

He told Hoseok everything he didn’t dare utter when he was awake. He told him how much he meant to him, how miserable his life would have been had he not met him, and how much love he was going to pour his way if he hurried up and woke. He imagined what the alpha would tell him had he been awake, and he passed the night watching his mate’s breath and listening to his heartbeat from time to time. 

The head healer had to tell him multiple times–because he asked him multiple times–that it was normal after such injuries for the mind to let the body rest by hiding away. That Hoseok’s body had gone through a great deal of change in the past weeks, changes that were beyond his understanding, and that it would definitely affect his healing process. 

The morning came and Yoongi was fighting the urge to sleep. His own body ached everywhere, and sitting for a full night on an uncomfortable chair. His bruises got a lot better on their own, and he took the concoction that the physician prepared for him in the middle of the night–after finally being able to find the time to visit Yoongi. 

Still, he was tired. 

Jin headed toward the hospital as soon as Namjoon deemed it “not a crazy time” to go. He took a change of clothes for Yoongi as well as some sandwiches he could have during the day. They had a lot to take care of in the inn, so he knew he wouldn’t be able to come and go as often as he’d like. 

“You’re awak-” Jin screamed when he open the door to the room to find Hoseok sitting up in the bed, but quickly put his hand over his mouth and quieted down when the alpha shushed him. Next to him, Yoongi was still sitting on the chair, but his whole upper body was on the bed, hands tightly holding onto Hoseok’s hand as he slept. The position would definitely make his neck hurt for at least a couple of days, but Hoseok found nothing more endearing so he let him sleep for a little. 

Jin entered the room as quietly as he could. He put down the bags he brought and slowly shifted to sit on the other side of the bed with the widest grin of his face. He would go on to smile all day until his cheeks started hurting. 

“How do you feel?” 

“Like someone who died and woke up again,”  

“Probably because you almost died and came back. Are you crazy? Are you playing with your life? How could you follow him there?” Jin tried, but couldn’t hold it in. He was scream-whispering at Hoseok. That was the first time the alpha ever saw someone do that and it made him chuckle. 

“Please don’t make me laugh. It hurts.” 

“Why would you laugh? I’m dead serious, Hoseok.” 

“I’m sorry, Jin. I’m sorry for bringing you all into this. And Namjoon…How is he?” 

“I didn’t say that to hear an apology,” Jin sighed before continuing “Namjoon…It’s difficult. He’s really beating himself up over what happened. He wishes it could have gone differently. You know how he is. He doesn’t like violence. We left our clan because he didn’t want to keep…” 

“I know. I feel bad, and I don’t know how I’m ever going to repay the debt I owe you both. I will speak to him later and make sure it’s okay. I’m sorry.” 

“Stop apologizing. You two are so similar. Yoongi wouldn’t stop apologizing too.” 

“Yoongi,” Hoseok turned to look at his sleeping mate. “I don’t know how I’m going to face him.” 

In reality, Hoseok woke up quite a long time prior, but couldn’t open his eyes. He listened as Yoongi talked, and he loved hearing that unfiltered version of the omega–as he never got to see that side of him before. He felt every time his mate checked for his breathing or heartbeat, and his heart fluttered each time. 

But his gratefulness for the omega aside, his guilt had been overwhelmingly larger. He made a promise to the omega to trust him, to follow him, and that he would protect him no matter what. Instead, he lost direction at the first chance he had and got drunk leading to all of this. Had Namjoon not been there, Yoongi would have…..he didn’t even want to think about it. 

Had he not drunk as much as he did, he could have taken on the pack leader with his newfound strength. Had he not been out of it that night, he would have noticed that Yoongi was gone before he did. But he couldn’t turn back the clock now, what was done was done–and he knew he needed to face the consequences sooner or later. 

He just couldn’t protect him. 

“He must’ve been very tired,” Jin said after a long moment of silence, pointing to Yoongi with his eyes. Hoseok drifted off as he was talking, staring at Yoongi, and slowly became silent. Jin knew he needed to interrupt his train of thought when the alpha’s expression turned to concern, doubt, and then anger. 

“He didn’t sleep at all,” Hoseok responded, the corner of his mouth curling up in disapproval. 

Yoongi shifted in his sleep for a little bit before opening his eyes. He shot up as soon as he saw that Hoseok was not lying down on his back. His mouth opened to say something, but he ended up just crying–embarrassingly loud. 

The alpha, who did not expect this to happen, didn’t quite know what to do other than wrap his arms around his mate and allow him to cry it out. He realized how much of a brave face Yoongi was putting on all night while happily telling him stories of the present and the past. 

“You’re becoming such a crybaby lately,” Hoseok pulled back for a second, wiping Yoongi’s tears with the back of his hand before pulling him closer again. He used his free hand to stroke the omega’s hair, hoping to calm him down. “Where did my scary Yoongi go?” 

“Shut up,” 

“I know, I know, I’m sorry,” Hoseok closed his eyes as he hugged him just a little tighter, repeating that he was sorry again. The alpha let himself dream that maybe, just maybe, their war was now over and they could just start becoming happier now. 

Maybe.