Hidden Omega

I'm content with that I'm content, Forever

While Namjoon originally just wanted to run away and never look back at any kind of hospital, that wasn't what actually ended up happening. Instead, they said their goodbyes to Doctor Myung who had smiled kindly at both of the idols reminding them that the doors were always open for them and that it would be off the records so they would be okay with the media if they weren't ready to share.

Namjoon could appreciate what the Doctor was saying. For so many other people he would have assumed it was just some nice things to say just some PR bullshit that he was forced to say, but both the Doctor's smile and eyes were soft and friendly. Namjoon wasn't for a second in doubt that if he ended up here one day, Doctor Myung would do everything in his power that he could to make Namjoon recover.

The thought made Namjoon happy, the people who were in the centre needed somebody who cared about them, and he was glad that they had it. He rested a hand over the phone in his pocket; it was filled with silly selfies of himself and Himchan with people who all deserved better than the stupid disorder was giving them.

But they didn't go home after them, Youngjae was leading them somewhere else in the hospital, and it didn't take Namjoon long to realize where they were. Giant butterflies and other things painted on the walls of the hall they entered. "Children's hospital?" Namjoon asked a little confused.

Youngjae's smile was big and warm. "Yeah I thought you two could use some happiness in your life, and the kids here don't really care who you are as long as you treat them nicely and play with them. I go here when I need a little time away from being an idol. Their parents have all agreed to not share pictures on social media of it. To be honest, I think that they are just happy that somebody tries to bring some happiness into their lives and they couldn't care less that we are idols."

Himchan laughed a little, a soft noises with origins in his chest as he ruffled up Youngjae's hair much to his fellow beta's dismay. "You are actually so soft. Are you sure that you aren't hiding an omega inside you?"

"You can be gentle and a beta," Youngjae huffed, puffing up his cheeks looking even more adorable even he wasn't trying to, "you can be an alpha and be gentle!"

To that, Namjoon nodded as he thought of the alphas he knew. Yeah, stereotypes weren't everything that was for sure. While yes Namjoon fell into pretty much a classic omega, he prefered physical contact with people he hated when fighting and always tried his best to solve it, so they stopped. Words got to him more easily than he would like to admit and he took others judgement of him harshly. "You can be any way you want to as long as you are you." Namjoon voice was gentle as well.

That comment ended up with him having his arms filled with a very happy Youngjae. "You are actually the softest person. You know that, right! The sweets and softest omega with pretty words!" While before his presentation just a month ago he would have taken it like Youngjae was making fun of him, but instead he felt the heat rise to his cheeks not embarrassed, but happy and shy.

He liked being called those soft words, he liked how it made him feel all soft inside. He liked being complimented on his words. "Thank you." God he felt so shy at that moment, he could remember the first time he had felt that way. It was many many years ago before he even thought being an idol was an option at that point the words had come from Jiho in the underground. Looking back on it he had probably been too young to take any part in the underground, but Namjoon hadn't cared he had pulled through anyway.

It was the first time he had ever meet Jiho, who at that point was probably too young to be part of it as well, but he had complimented Namjoon's choice of words for his rap. He also told the younger that he needed to work on his delivery, this was rapping not slam poetry.