MY SECRET OMEGA || JIKOOK ✅

24

Jimin pov

"And our second place winner is Kim Taehyung!"

"No fucking way!" I gasped.

Taehyung's mouth dropped open and his whole face lit up.

"Me?" He pointed at himself like the biggest loser to ever win.

I jumped up and pumped my fist.

"That's my best friend right there! Whoooooo!" The presenter handed Taehyung a little silver medal and an envelope with a hundred bucks in it.

"Thanks for playing, Taehyung," The announcer said, shaking his hand.

"Thanks for having me, everybody. This is an honor." He held the little medal up and waved, looking young and fresh and new and full of child-like joy. I wanted to weep happy tears.

I didn't hear who won first place and didn't give a damn.

I popped a small handful of pills while Taehyung got patted on the back and asked a million questions about which thing went into whatever.

Tae hopped down off the stage and ran up to me, almost tackling me into a hug.

"Dude! I won second place, can you believe it?"

"Hell yeah, I can. My baby. All grown up and winning geeky robot contests." I wiped at a fake tear.

"Is it weird that I love this little fake medal? It's kinda nice, right?"

I hid my wince of pain by pretending I was squinting at the round silvery disk.

"It's awesome, bro. Like I said, you deserve it."

"We gotta celebrate. Bills on me!"

"Is that how we're spending my share of the prize money?"

"The share I rightfully earned by going behind your back and colluding with your mother? I fully support this."

he threw his arm around my shoulder and we headed across campus to cafe, him chattering a mile a minute about all the cool people who wanted to meet up with him, all the while I smiled and nodded, waiting for the medication to kick in.

By the time we got there, I felt much better. The smell of fresh baked bread wafted out of the door.

The little bell dinged over the door when we walked in and the bored student workers gave us the "'sup" head nods, snapping their gum like they had much better places to be.

"I'll have a chocolate milkshake  and this guy's having the Special milk shake with two sandwich."

"He won a contest today."

I jerked my thumb at Taehyung, who looked away but grinned hard.

"I didn't win. I got second place."

"This guy won second place. Oh, and he's getting the bill with his prize money."

The bored guy wasn't impressed. Just nodded and gave us our total.

Tae opened up his crisp envelope and slid him the money.

"Hey, big spender," I said.

"Shut up," he muttered, nudging my shoulder.

We sat in a booth by the window, me in the shade, avoiding the sun's beams. I wanted to warm myself in them like a cat, but with this migraine it wasn't a good idea.

"So, I had a great time and blabbed and all. You talk now."

"What's new with you?"

I shrugged. "You know my whole life, dude."

"True, but I never quite know what's going on in that squirrelly little brain of yours. Case in point."

He pointed to the medal he was clearly very proud of, no matter how he tried to devalue it in front of other people.

He took a gurgling sip of his milk shake. "Wanna talk about Jeon Jungkook and how weird he's being?"

"Ugh, the last person I wanna talk about is him."

Dear God yes, I need to talk about him or I might explode.

My best friend knows me so well.

He even brought it up first so I didn't have to embarrass myself.

"He is being weird though, right?"

"Mega weird. I mean, I get that he wants to make amends with you and that's awesome. I get tired of saving you from beat-downs."

"Hey. I could take him with both hands tied behind his back."

Tae chuckled and rolled his eyes. Our sandwiches were ready so he ran to the counter to grab them.

"I'm not sure how to take it, you know?"

"I get it. It's like, why now? And why's he going so hard about it?"

"Right?"

He's in love, Dre said. I didn't dare mention that to Taehyung, he'd think I was nuts for caring.

Call me crazy, but there was a part of me, like, five brain cells, that died when I heard it.

Call me a nutjob, but they came back to life when Jungkook said he wasn't.

And put me in a straitjacket, because they kinda died again, because I wanted him to be in love with me.

How stupid could I be, thinking Jeon Jungkook was changing because he liked me? Yeah, call the loony bin.

"It weirds me out every time he calls you by your name. It's good."

"It's great! Just gonna take a while to get used to."

"Hey, if he wants to start bringing me Buenos as a tribute, I'm not gonna stop him. He just better not be setting me up for anything."

It was too much to ask that he'd bring me things. I would immediately think he was courting me, and I couldn't let my heart be foolish like that.

I didn't want parts of any alpha, especially not him. I bit into my beefy, bready sandwich.

"Mm, red meat."

"You think he'd do that?"

"I wouldn't put anything past him. Would you?"

"I think Jungkook can be an ALPHA d-bag when he wants to be, but I don't think he's outright malicious."

I hoped that was true.

"Gonna keep my eye on him anyway."

"Me, too." Tae bristled protectively, clearly thinking of what happened to me.

I flicked his hand, a love thump, if you will.

"Hey. I'll be alright, Mr. Champion Robot Maker."Tae grinned at me then, taking a huge bite of his sandwich.

On our walk back to my car, we crossed the green, bustling quad.

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