Hidden Omega

Blow on it while it's hot When I rap, it's so hot It hasn't been that long

With everything going down, Namjoon thought it would take a while before he was back to normal again before he felt comfortable being an omega again, that it would take a while before he felt that he deserved the title of omega. Before he felt comfortable with himself.

It turned out that he was wrong, all it took was one needy adorable in rut alpha.

Jooheon and Namjoon were close yes, not as close and Namjoon and Jackson or Namjoon and Jiho, but they had found a friend in each other on a surface level before everything went down. They didn't hang out alone or anything like that, but not calling them friends would have been lying.

Namjoon liked Jooheon on many levels, not only did he see himself in Jooheon on many levels, but it was also just hard to not like Jooheon cute sweet-faced rapper, who could spit fire when he needed to. He worked hard and tried his best on everything he did, he wanted to produce the music they sang, and he did his best to live up to all the expectations that their fans had of him.

Getting to know Jooheon like this, on a profoundly personal level was very different, but Namjoon liked it. He liked the sweet scent of the soft alpha's scent, sweet yet still having that underlying scent of alpha, he liked how Jooheon was more like a bratty child in the morning, first really waking up after kisses from many different members had been pressed all over his face, something that Namjoon himself had joined in on. It was such a blessing to see him slowly wake up, dimples on display and that pretty eye smile.

What had happened was that Jooheon the last few days had been overworking himself in his studio, and Namjoon decided that if he was to be part of the pack, at least try to be part of the pack, he should try his best to take part in all that represented the pack... that also meant the more serious stuff, including going to pick up members who seemed to have no idea what overworking themselves were.

Hyunwoo had cleared Jooheon from dance practice that day, hoping that the younger man would just go home and finally sleep since he hadn't gotten home the day before instead staying in his studio... Of course, that wasn't what happened; instead, he went straight back to his studio.

So Namjoon, who was still on half time and had to finish his last part of the day, went to pick up Jooheon. The younger... looked like shit honestly, not that Namjoon was ever gonna say that to his face.

A few patches of makeup was still on his skin showing that he hadn't cleaned it correctly, his eye bags were puffy and even tho he was wearing his glasses he was squinting to read what was on his screen, that might also be because the studio was entirely left in the dark even if the sun was still high in the sky.

"Namjoon?" Jooheon sounded exhausted, and there was a tinge to his scent that Namjoon couldn't explain, "oh no, they sent you to babysit me, I am fine!"

Namjoon's smile was almost sad "I am not here to babysit you, we all got worried when you didn't come home last night, they didn't send me, I volunteered to go here. I think I understand what you are doing here better than most people does, I did plan it with the rest of you pack yes, but I am here cause I worry about you." he made sure to move closer to him slowly, almost worried that any sudden movement would scare the pretty alpha.

"I am fine." Jooheon sounded more like he was pleading that he was actually convinced by the words coming out of his mouth, and Namjoon could recognise the words coming out of his mouth, as words that used to come out of his own mouth.

He had called Seokjin before he went to Jooheon's studio, Seokjin bless his soul, was always the one that had gotten Namjoon out when he had barricaded himself in when he had decided that working was more important than anything else.

At first, Seokjin had seemed confused, maybe cause Namjoon himself had been a little overwhelmed and all he could do was say thank you multiple times, wanting to make sure that Seokjin knew how thankful he was for everything he had done for him, for always making sure that he would come home and manage to feed himself.