Hidden Omega

No I don't wanna go too fast, Cuz nothing really lasts, I think I need some time

Namjoon smiled as he reached to press Doctor Choi's hand. "I can't thank you enough for what you have done to help me."

"You don't need to thank me for doing my job Namjoon." The mention of his name made him smile, it had taken forever for him to convince her to actually use it instead of Mr Kim.

His smile was soft, and while it still had an undertone of sadness, and he was still too thin for comfort. He still looked a lot more healthy than when he arrived. "You know you didn't have to do as much for me as you did, thank you for what you have done not only for me but also for Hoseok you are sure this shrink is good for him?"

"He is my son, and if I may say one of the best in the business, plus he helps run group therapy for people like Hoseok whose identity should be kept under wraps away from the public." She smiled a soft motherly smile at Namjoon "Remember what I said, there will be days where it's bad. You have an eating disorder, there will be days where you don't want to eat, there will be days when you feel terrible, those days it's important you aren't alone. And from what I have seen, you are very loved, so it shouldn't be an issue."

Namjoon sighed a little rubbing the point where the IV had been in his arm earlier. While there wasn't any pain anymore other than phantom pain, it was still a reminder. "I know, I want to get better, for everybody just not myself."

"That's good." She felt a little hesitant, she wasn't ready to let him go yet. She was worried about what being back in the real world would do to him. He hadn't been allowed on social media while there, and she knew that while BTS had many fans, they also had an almost army of anti's who would give him shit. "You have my number, if anything feels wrong both mentally or physically please call me. Your health is important, and we don't know how your body will react to presenting 4 years late. And remember what I told you about your heat?"

"That you don't know when I would go into it, I need to gain more weight for it to be able to support it with my body, but when I do it could be very bad since I am so much late on it." Namjoon recited bouncing a little on the balls of his feet, eager to get out of there.

"I know you are acting like it's nothing, but this is important. Also, your omega traits are running insane in your body, you can't ignore them anymore! You need to be near people, this is important if you ignore them once more your depression could get much much worse." She lectured, but she was sure that Namjoon more or less was ignoring her having been told this so many times before.

"I know, can I leave now? I promise I will come to the appointments you have set up for me, and that I will look out for myself. I promise! But a driver is waiting for me, and I feel like I need to shower 30 times to wash the smell and feel of the hospital. I can feel it crawling under my skin."

Doctor Choi could have told him that he was probably cleaner than he had ever been in his life, but she was pretty sure that Namjoon already knew this. And she also knew the feeling of the hospital was a very real thing, so she just waved him goodbye smiling after him as she hoped that she wouldn't be seeing him again for a very long time. So okay maybe she had set herself as his doctor, and she hoped that the next time she would see him would be in a good amount of years with a stomach rounded with his own kids... he deserved happiness for the hand the world had dealt him.

As Namjoon sat in the car, going through the pack of his stuff to find his phone, he was a little hesitant. Bang PD-nim had shown him pictures of his new home and explained that it was important, and he understood, but it also felt weird. As he stared at his phone, he also knew that he would have to make a decision. It was time for him to live his life, and that meant that he needed to start spending time with the different packs that were courting him.