Hidden Omega

I want to be good to you but it's hard Everyday and night I'm so mean

Six of the BTS members slept very well that night, one of those being Namjoon, who woke up more or less lying on top of Taehyung, with his head buried in the younger man's shoulder, the sweet scent of roasted peanut filling his nose and brain. It was a pleasant scent to wake up to, part of it did remind Namjoon of how he had used to steal cloth from the other BTS members to have their scent, but the real thing was so much better than anything coming of stolen cloth.

There was one weird thing about that morning, it was Taehyung's hands under his shirt feeling him up, but not in a sexual way.

"Tae?" his voice was rough from sleep, and honestly, all Namjoon wanted was to fall back asleep, he was so warm and comfortable. Taehyung's scent almost lulled him back to sleep as the beta answered him.

"I always loved your body, all of us did. Before I even presented, you always made me feel safe, you were so tall, big and warm. After I presented, I... I had so much on my mind, and then it got weird. I really thought you were a dud, so even the idea of having less than pure thought about you. It was a weird stage." Taehyung seemed like he wasn't talking specifically to Namjoon, instead just talking to the room and having Namjoon hear it as well "I should have been better about it, I think you are gorgeous, I always thought you were gorgeous, so does everybody else. I am 90% sure that Kookie stayed in Big Hit cause of your thighs." the last sentence was said with a light laugh in his voice, and Namjoon couldn't stop himself from giggling a little.

It was clear that Taehyung wasn't trying to have a deep conversation or anything else, he just had things he wanted off his chest. It was something that Taehyung often did, and Namjoon had missed it so much, it was a sign for how they were slowly getting back to being themselves.

"I still remember that fondly."

"We were so young back then, I hadn't presented yet, and I remember that his words were the reason I couldn't stop looking either. Didn't become better after Jimin said you had the best boobs he had ever seen." Taehyung still had his hands under Namjoon's shirt, in a strange way it was almost a complete mirror of the way Jackson would hold him before he presented. Taehyung was running his hands over Namjoon's ribs, feeling every curve of them, Namjoon wasn't dumb, he knew that Taehyung was checking out his weight loss. He still felt ashamed over it, he still struggled.

It was a weird thing, he was at the same time ashamed of just how skinny he had become, ashamed of how his body looked now, but he also felt like he should lose more weight. He had talked to Doctor Choi about it, and it was apperently a fairly common. He knew to keep an eye on it, and while he wasn't looking forward to talking to BTS about his eating disorder, the way that Taehyung was going around, it worked very well.

They weren't ignoring it, but they also didn't need to have a long sit down conversation about it. Taehyung's words felt true and honest, not like he was just trying to make Namjoon feel better.

"Things were so different back then, weren't they? It's insane to think about how far we have gotten."

"Do you really believe that we can get back to that again?"

"No I don't think, I think we are going to be better."

"Really?"

"Yes, really." Namjoon leaned up a little to kiss Taehyung on his jawline, how had their youngest suddenly become such mature men, not just in mind but also in look? It was... it was something, "have I ever lied to you? About something like this? Would I ever just tell you something, just to make you feel better?"

Taehyung seemed to consider it for a second, really consider it, before then slowly and deeply exhaling "no... you have always been truthful with us, even if it has hurt you or us." then he giggled "you once told me that my shirt didn't go well with my trousers, but you were so hesitant about it it was so cute."