✨WORTH KEEPING ✨ || JIKOOK

7. (M) 🔞

JUNGKOOK POV

The designer is arranging the
last end table when the phone rings, saving me from having
to watch yet another round of inching left and right until he ends up in exactly the same place he started.

I hold up my finger to excuse myself. "I need to grab this."

I don't actually care who's
calling because I'll take any opportunity for an escape but when I see Jimin's name flash
on my screen, I'm grateful it's not some kind of salesperson.

"Jungkook, hi."

"Hi, Jimin."

There's a brief pause before
he clears his throat into the phone.

"I'm getting close to a heat."

"If you're ready, I guess I
can head down soon."

Fuck yeah, I'm ready.

It's been two weeks since
our meeting and I haven't
come once in that time.

Since I've been ejaculating
on a daily basis since I was
a teenager, it's been rough,
to say the least.

"Yeah, of course."

"I'm ready when you are."

Jimin sighs like he's not looking forward to this but I know it's mostly an act, I could feel
the attraction he felt toward
me during our meeting.

Hell, I could smell his
arousal in the tight confines
of that office.

He wants this.

He just doesn't want to
want it.

"I'll head out now and be
there in about an hour."

"Bring your bags."

"You'll be here for a while."

"I don't think that's—"

We're not getting into this
again.

"You agreed to stay, Bring anything you want or we can
buy new shit once you're here."

"Fine." He hangs up the phone
in a huff but I can't wipe the smug grin from my face.

I'm finally getting laid tonight.

And my knot will be locked
inside that hot omega's ass
until my strongest swimmers implant and create the alpha baby I've been waiting for.

* * *

For an omega, Jimin is
stubborn as hell.

He shows up at my door with
just a small duffle bag and his iPad, as if that's all he's going
to need for the next six to
twelve months.

"Is that all you brought?"

He holds up the bag as if
I didn't see it.

"We'll know in a few days if
I'm pregnant or not."

"This should be sufficient."

I hold open the door to invite
him and wave toward the west wing of the sprawling home.

"I plan to be an active
participant in this pregnancy."

"I can't keep an eye on you
and my unborn child if
you're not living here."

My words finally break
through to Jimin and he
stops walking to turn to me.

"You want to be an active participant?"

"What does that mean?"

I give him a gentle nudge by placing my hand on the small
of his back then step toward
the suite I've set up for him.