Jungkook
I run my fingers through Jimin's soft hair as he sits in my lap. Beside us, Ki-moon watches with Jung-nam in his lap, the little alpha entranced by the movie, face warming up as he covers his eyes.
"Yong-gi, I don't think Deadpool was the best choice," I laugh as more sex scenes play on the screen.
"Nam-gi is about his age and he's fine," he says flatly, adding M&Ms to the bowl of popcorn he's sharing with Nam-gi on the loveseat.
Ki-moon giggles. "But Namie is a baby."
"He's fine. It's just the fact that he's watching it with everyone else," Dae-ho explains, leaning back in the recliner.
"I'm fine." Jung-nam huffs and pulls his dark purple blanket over him and Ki-moon. "It's just because Mr. Jeon is here. So it's weird."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It's like watching porn with my boss."
My jaw drops. "This isn't porn! It's Deadpool!"
Jimin laughs. "I understand what you mean, Namie."
I squeeze Jimin's sides. "I'm not just your boss. I'm your boyfriend." I bite his neck teasingly and he smacks my arm.
Jung-nam's eyes widen. "Are you going to mark Jimin, Mr. Jeon?"
Ki-moon chuckles. "No, baby, it hurts to be marked. He wouldn't do that out of nowhere around us. It's typically done during sex, especially during a heat."
His eyes widen.
"Basically, you'll know for sure that they're fucking when they have marks." Yong-gi pops a candy in his mouth.
"Marks are permanent when they're between alpha and omega. It's good to be sure before doing it since it's almost like marriage." Ki-moon explains softly.
"Can other classes do it?"
I nod. "It isn't practiced because there isn't much of a reason for it. If there's an omega involved, it helps their heats. But there are medicines to help with that and other things. We don't just lock up unmated omegas and expect them to figure out their heats on their own anymore. Education has helped things get easier."
The young alpha touches his neck with a blush, nodding his head before focusing on the movie again.
Jimin shifts against me and I hold his hand and kiss the back of his head. He's been growing restless lately, constantly checking his phone. Since he and the boys have been so on edge, I thought a movie night would help ease everyone's nerves.
The rest of the movie passes easily and when the credits roll, the boys begin to talk again and Jimin gets up and exits the room.
"How are you, Dae-ho?" I ask, turning to face him.
He exhales. "I'm okay. My mom saw our debut music video. Uncle Yoongi said she really likes it and watches it at least once a day. She's been feeling a little better, I suppose, but she has periods where she feels like shit. Drugs are scary. I'll make sure neither the members nor I fall down that same path."
I nod and he offers me a small smile. "Are you sure now is a good time to debut?"
"We already started and yes, I'm sure. I'm okay. I want this. My mom is proud of me. She sent me here to keep from holding me back. So I'll show her that I'm proud of her too." He smirks. "I'm going to be a son she can brag to everyone about."
"Heck yeah, Dae. You already are a son to brag about. I brag about you and you aren't even mine."
Dae-ho laughs. "Thanks. That means a lot coming from you, Jungkook."
I ruffle his hair and sit back down and talk to Jung-nam since Ki-moon seems to be working with the rap line on something.
"What's up, Namie?"
He blushes. "Just thinkin'."
"About?" I implore.
The purple-haired boy covers his face. "Our first concert, Ki-moon, whether or not Asp!re will succeed quickly or if we'll even get respect."
"You're a great performer, Jung-nam," I say and pat his knee. "We can talk about Ki-moon in private, but in terms of the group, I think that you will do well. The other big companies don't want you to succeed, so I guess we'll just have to do so well that they become obsolete." I wink.
The alpha giggles. "I want to win awards and stuff, but I just want to make music with my friends."
"As long as you're having fun and enjoying what you're doing, nothing else matters." I smile at him and he giggles.
"When I grow up, I want to be like you."
"When you grow up, you should be like you." I tell him sincerely. "There's no one else like you. At the end of the day, Ki-moon saw a video of you and wanted you to join Asp!re, not someone like me."
He blushes and looks at his crush. "I guess you're right."
"Sometimes." I stand up. "I'm going to go check on Jimin." I wave and head out of the common area to find the blond.
"Mhm, I understand. Yes, yes, understood. I'll make sure to do that. Thank you. Goodbye." Jimin nods, biting his thumb nail as he speaks into the phone. He hangs up and slides down the wall, eyes wide as he stares off in complete and utter shock.
I sit next to him and bite my lip. "Are you okay?"
It takes the blond a while to even notice I'm here with him and when he does, the realization dawns on him slowly and he tackles me in a hug, burying himself in me.
Confused, I wrap my arms around him. "Jimin?"
"I did it." He says, wiping his eyes with his ringed fingers. "I got the job. I'm going to teach again, Koo."
Author's Note: Jimin got the job! Aaaaaa!
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