5
The next time Jungkook comes by the infirmary, he's greeted by the sight of Taehyung playing handsy with Jimin.
He knows his best friend is a person who loves physical contact, but it hasn't been that many days since Taehyung was ready to bite off the mountain wolf's head. And here he is now, arms wrapped around Jimin's smaller form, nosing against the other's neck as if scenting him.
The sight of that makes Jungkook's blood boil.
He doesn't like how close Taehyung is to Jimin because Jimin is an outsider and practically their enemy—and he doesn't like it how Jimin just lets Taehyung do whatever the taller omega wants. Jungkook had to almost fight to get some kind of a response from the blonde and it took him over a month to simply learn his name.
He supposes that it's an omega thing, though. Jungkook knows his dominating presence might frighten Jimin a little, so Taehyung with his bubbly and cheerful personality is most likely nothing but a fresh breath of air. Especially since Jimin has been locked up in the infirmary for so long.
"Ah, Kookie", Taehyung lifts his head, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "Do you want to join us? Jiminie smells like heaven."
The taller omega receives a harsh shove to the side from Jimin and Jungkook almost growls at that, feeling frustrated. He's had a long day patrolling and hunting, and he's not really in the mood for Taehyung's teasing nor arguing with Jimin.
For some reason though, Jimin only spares him one glance before moving up and heading upstairs. Jungkook doesn't know whether he should be offended or relieved by that—at least he can breathe a little easier now that Jimin isn't so close anymore but at the same time, somewhere deep inside, he kind of wanted for the omega to at least acknowledge him.
"Hmm", Taehyung lets out a thoughtful hum from his position on Jimin's bed. "I think you make him nervous, Jungkook."
"Oh really?" the brunette alpha snorts, heading for the kitchen. He feels like he'll faint if he doesn't get something to eat soon.
Taehyung follows after him, lazily sitting down by the table as Jungkook raids Jiwoo's cupboards, looking for something other than herbs to eat. "Jimin made food, we left some for you in the fridge", comes a mumble from behind him and Jungkook can't help but turn to send a questioning look at his friend.
"It's his thank you for taking him to the grave. And it's not poisoned if you're wondering, both Jiwoo and I ate it and it was good. Really good."
"I wasn't wondering that", Jungkook mutters and truly, it didn't cross his mind until now. He doesn't think Jimin is the kind of a guy to poison someone no matter how annoying he sometimes is.
A full plate of food, some kind of stew Jungkook thinks, has been left for him and the alpha is so hungry he almost doesn't let Taehyung heat it up. His stomach rumbles pathetically when the scent of the stew fills the room and his friend looks at him sympathetically.
"You've been working hard lately, Jungkook. When was the last time you ate?"
"In the morning, I think", the brunette answers, digging into his food as soon as it's warm enough without another thought.
"Seokjin-hyung will kill you if he finds out that you're not taking good care of yourself", Taehyung sighs before sitting down next to Jungkook, his long fingers carding through the younger's hair as the other eats.
The scent of honeysuckles is very apparent in the air as Taehyung seems to truly have scented Jimin and let the smaller omega do the same to him. Jungkook can't help but lean closer to his friend, feeling his tense muscles relaxing under Taehyung's touch, the sweet scent of honeysuckles making him feel sleepy.
"He's been busy too. Namjoon has finally started to court him", Jungkook says between bites. "And despite, most of the pack is down with a flu right now and because of that there's a lot to do. I can't make anyone sick go on patrol or hunt—it could spread around even further, otherwise."
"You'll catch a flu if you don't stop overworking yourself soon. Has that wound on your shoulder even fully healed yet?" Taehyung gives him a pointed look when Jungkook doesn't respond. "I can go hunt too, you know. And Jimin told me that he's good at hunting—"
A sharp glare from Jungkook shuts his friend up in a second.
"Don't even start", the alpha says. "You know just as well as I do, that the mountain wolf stays within the infirmary. They'll kill him if he steps a foot outside. And since when did you two get so close anyway?"
"Oh, Jiminie and I? I don't know, I came to visit yesterday, and we just hit off pretty well. He's not half as bad once he opens up a little, you know? He's actually super nice—and I wasn't kidding when I said that he smells like heaven. I bet it's torture to you."
"What do you mean?" Jungkook narrows his eyes at Taehyung, not liking the mischief making its way into his best friend's eyes.
"Alphas are more sensitive to smells than omegas, aren't you? Jimin's scent is probably a lot stronger to you. I can understand now why you were so hesitant about seeing him again." There's this strange smugness in Taehyung's tone that is making Jungkook want to punch him. "Like I told you months ago, you're smitten."
Now the brunette alpha actually growls, his patience wearing extremely thin.
Jungkook doesn't need this—he doesn't need everyone to remind him of how weak Jimin makes him. He doesn't need to know how nice the other is, how likable and pretty he is. And Jungkook definitely doesn't need to be reminded of how good the blonde omega smells because that he knows very well already.
"If you don't have anything even remotely rational to say, just keep your mouth shut, Taehyung. I'm too tired for this kind of shit", he says, trying to hold down his growing annoyance but it obviously shows on his face because his friend pulls away.
"I can see", the silver-haired omega says. He doesn't seem scared because he knows Jungkook would never hurt him, but there is a timid look in Taehyung's eyes. "Maybe you should just eat and go to bed. Stay here. If Namjoon's courting Seokjin, there's a chance he won't be home tonight, and I know you hate being alone."
"And what? Staying with the mountain wolf would make me feel more comfortable than staying in a quiet house?" Jungkook asks with a raised brow, shaking his head in disbelief.
"It would", Taehyung easily answers. The silver head then gets up, reaching for his coat resting by the stool close by. "Jimin's been helping Jiwoo here, he's good at making warmer blankets for the sick. They do it differently at the mountains and let me tell you, he knows how to keep the cold at bay. If you'll ask nicely, I'm sure he'll lend you one of those blankets."
"On whose side are you, exactly?" the younger wonders aloud with a sigh as he gets up as well, following Taehyung back to the main area of the infirmary.
His friend sends him a small smile, both sadness and understanding swimming in his warm brown eyes. "No one's, Jungkook. There are no sides in this fight—not yet. You're both just being stubborn and Jimin isn't being... completely honest, I think."
Jungkook doesn't understand what Taehyung means and frankly, it doesn't seem like the silver-haired omega understands either.
"It's just a hunch", the older shrugs and only a moment later, the door closes after him.
Silence falls into the infirmary; Jiwoo has been by the pack-leader's side most of the day and is probably staying there for the night as well and Jimin is hiding somewhere upstairs. Jungkook can barely sense the other wolf like this.
And maybe that's exactly why Jimin stays away from him.
He still ends up staying, the exhaustion kicking in tenfold after a good dinner. The infirmary is warm and the beds are usually softer here too so Jungkook just picks one blindly, sinking into the mattress with a long sigh.
I'll just take a quick nap, the brunette alpha thinks, his eyes closing as soon as his head hits the pillow. Then I'll go back home.
But of course it never stays as a quick nap. Jungkook falls straight into the land of dreams, his body and mind feeling heavier than in a long time. The next time he opens his eyes, the fire that had been on full blaze has died down and the only source of light is the small candle placed by the bed next to his.
Jungkook lets out a confused sound, his body still feeling extremely heavy, but before he really even manages to move, there's a hand on his chest, pushing him back down.
"Sleep", a soft voice says and in his sleep-clouded state, Jungkook can't make out who it is. He just sees a blurred figure and thinks that it must be Jiwoo.
Something soft and warm is placed on him, the hand staying on his chest until Jungkook settles back down and closes his eyes again. The last thing he hears is a soft melodious tune, the taste of honeysuckles on his tongue.
When he wakes up, it's morning already and Jungkook feels better rested than in a while. He can tell that he's still lacking enough sleep, but this will certainly keep him up for the day, as long as he gets something to eat before going on a patrol.
By the amount of sunlight (or the lack of it) he figures that the clock is still just six or seven, so he has a little time to spare and maybe he can head for a shower. It's only when he sits up does Jungkook realize that he's not even at home but still at the infirmary, a thick blanket falling down onto his lap.
The air is filled by the scent of honeysuckles and just cooked meat and herbs, the noises coming from the kitchen informing Jungkook that he's not alone. He hopes that it's Jiwoo but knows it's not.
With a yawn, the brunette alpha gets up and stretches his arms before heading towards the scent of food and source of noises. Better to get it over now that he's fully awake rather than later when he'll be tired and grumpy again.
Jimin doesn't say a word when Jungkook enters—he just glances at him, seeming a little unsure, but a lot less hostile than ever before.
The alpha stops to stand by the doorway, awkwardly hovering behind Jimin as the omega moves around, stirring the vegetables and meat on the pan while also cutting some dried fruits into smaller pieces. He moves soundlessly and keeps his head turned away from Jungkook, but at least the alpha has been somewhat acknowledged now and Jimin isn't running away. Yet, at least.
Maybe five minutes later the omega places a plate on the table and finally turns his full attention on Jungkook.
"Eat."
When Jungkook doesn't move, Jimin barely shrugs his shoulders and turns away again.
"It's not poisoned."
"I know", the taller man answers right away. "I could smell if it was."
"Then what's the problem?"
Seriously? Jungkook thinks, glaring at the omega's back. Are you seriously asking that? "You don't think it's a bit weird for you to cook breakfast for me when just a few days ago you would have killed me without a second thought."
"Jiwoo isn't here and I'm used to making food for two. She's probably not coming back anytime soon either, so you might as well eat her share and not waste food", Jimin explains with a dismissive wave of hand. "Consider it as a thank you."
"You already thanked me though. And if you really want me to accept it, you could just do as I say."
The blonde omega snorts, as if he would find Jungkook's words amusing. Maybe he does. "I don't particularly care whether you accept my thank you or not, alpha. Just eat the goddamn food—or don't—and get out."
Jungkook weights the pros and cons of the situation and in the end, decides to sit down to eat. It's a good breakfast anyway, better than what he would have made for himself, and wasting food at a time like this would be plain stupid. And he's hungry—that might be the biggest reason he swallows down his pride and eats. He needs the energy, really does.
Jimin doesn't comment on his actions; the omega just keeps his back turned towards him and works his own things, silent. And by the time he's done with whatever he's been doing, Jungkook has emptied his plate.
"What did Taehyung say to you?" the alpha asks when his gaze meets Jimin's for a fleeting moment, the omega's heterochromic eyes almost gentle in a way.
"Why are you asking?" Jimin responses, raising a brow at him.
"Because you wouldn't do this just because. He must've told you something." Probably something about my parents, Jungkook guesses. People love pitying him and Seokjin for their loss, as if it hadn't been years since they lost half of their family—as if they hadn't moved on.
"He didn't tell me anything I didn't already know. If you are wondering, yes, he mentioned your parents, but you already told me that they passed away a long time ago. I'm not taking pity on you, alpha." The blonde crosses his arms over his chest and leans on the sink behind him, his mismatching eyes observing Jungkook with an intensity that makes the alpha feel slightly flustered.
"I'm taking pity on your pack", Jimin then continues. "I heard that most of you are down with a bad flu and at a time like this, even a simple fever can be the death of many."
"Why would you take pity on any of us now, when earlier you said that you don't give a fuck about my pack?" Jungkook asks and despite how Jimin's words should maybe make him feel relieved and thankful, he just feels annoyed because the blonde is being so fucking confusing. If all mountain wolves are like this, Jungkook never wants to meet any again.
"If you care, then why won't you just do as I say? You could stop needless slaughter and get back home, alive. Isn't that a win-win situation to you?"
Jungkook thinks his reasoning is legitimate—best for the both of them. It's too bad Jimin doesn't think the same, for whatever reasons he rather keeps to himself.
The blonde omega continues to stare at Jungkook for a moment longer, looking like he'd finally truly consider the alpha's words, but in the end, that familiar dark and bitter look appears in Jimin's eyes and Jungkook knows he's lost. Again.
"There's not going to be any slaughter", Jimin says quietly, his tone laced with something heavy—guilt, perhaps. Jungkook's not entirely sure but it feels familiar. "You could just let me go now and everything would turn out just fine."
The alpha shakes his head. "I doubt you're healed enough to make it back to the mountains as you are now."
The next look Jimin gives him is unreadable and for that reason, unsettling. Jungkook knows then, in the back of his mind, that the blonde omega is definitely hiding something from him—from them—but he doesn't have time nor the energy to start questioning Jimin right now.
Still, it doesn't mean he's letting the mountain wolf off the hook.
"We'll talk later", Jungkook mutters lowly before getting up. Nothing more is said between them as he heads away and Jimin stays rooted by the sink, gaze turned downwards.
For a moment there, the brunette alpha wonders if he has somehow upset the other—but then again, it's not really his problem. He shouldn't feel guilty about it.
And yet, the unsettling feeling caused by the look Jimin had given him doesn't leave him for the rest of the day.
He ends up going back to the infirmary after finishing his duties for the day.
Jiwoo isn't present, once again, and Jimin is alone too, quietly sewing blankets by the fire when Jungkook steps in. The blonde omega doesn't greet him vocally, just gives him a quick look, ignoring Jungkook's small 'hi'—which the alpha is, surprisingly, glad about because that's normal behavior from the mountain wolf.
Jungkook eats the dinner left in the fridge, sits down by the fire—not too close to Jimin, but never too far away either—and watches the omega work in complete silence. Jimin doesn't complain and Jungkook doesn't try starting a conversation. In silence, they both feel more comfortable.
The same repeats the following day. Jungkook comes, eats and watches Jimin work, falls asleep in the infirmary, wakes up and eats the breakfast that is left waiting for him on the kitchen table.
And like that, they fall into a routine.
The alpha is still sure that Taehyung said something and guilt tripped Jimin to do this, but the blonde never says anything and Jungkook is not all that willing to push it either. But in a way, even if Taehyung hadn't said anything, he feels like Jimin is apologizing to him.
With Seokjin spending more and more time away from home, Jungkook can come by the infirmary as much as he likes and Jiwoo is away mostly too, busy with helping the pack-leader. Taehyung tags along occasionally but mostly it's just them, Jungkook and Jimin, sitting in silence they're both afraid to break.
At night, when he falls asleep, he's always accompanied by a soft melody and the scent of honeysuckles. Jungkook can't deny that it helps him sleep better—can't deny how Jimin's presence no longer bothers him, how he's so used to the sweet scent that he almost craves it, how he comes to expect the evenings spent with the omega.
He can no longer deny the fascination his wolf feels towards Jimin, but he's not going to act on it. It's better not to provoke the wolf within him any more, so he won't end up completely losing control. Despite, whatever his wolf feels, whatever this primitive connection between him and Jimin is, cannot ever be brought to light.
They are from two different worlds and Jungkook will always pick his own first. He would never abandon his duty for some omega; no matter how pretty Jimin is, how good he smells, how fascinating he is, Jungkook will always stand by his pack's side.
Once Jimin leaves, things will return back to normal, and Jungkook can—and will—forget that he ever let his heart beat for a mountain wolf.
"Are you going back to the mountains?"
It's a week later that Jungkook breaks the silence between him and Jimin, gaze fixated on the figure stretching on the floor. Jimin is, despite his small built, a healthy wolf and his healing abilities are strong. The long claw marks on his back have healed well-enough for Jungkook to know that soon enough, maybe within the next few days, the omega will be able to transform without ripping any wounds open.
That means that Jimin will also be able to leave, soon.
The blonde omega stops moving and tilts his head slightly towards Jungkook, mismatching eyes avoiding the alpha's gaze.
"That's not really your business, is it?" Jimin asks and unconsciously answers Jungkook's question.
"You're not", the alpha states, eyes narrowing. "Is that the thing you've been hiding? The fact that you're not even going to head back home—"
"Listen", he's rather rudely interrupted, Jimin's tone tight. "My pack won't come for yours. We live so far away that it would be foolish to send anyone here at a time like this, when everyone is needed at home. They won't grieve for me or my companion—"
"Why?" it's Jungkook's turn to interrupt the omega. "Why wouldn't your own pack grieve for you?"
He doesn't know what the mountain wolfpacks are like—or if his own is just different from the rest—but here they appreciate companionship more than anything else. They're a powerful pack and their power comes from the fact that they can always rely on each other, whether it's in a fight or something as simple as hunting. They will always fight for their own, even if they can't sometimes come to a mutual agreement.
Jungkook knows for sure that if anyone dared to lay a finger on his packmates, he'd take revenge. So he can't understand why Jimin's pack would willingly abandon two wolves, especially in the middle of winter when everyone is needed, just like the blonde himself said.
Jimin's lips form a tight line, fire in his other eye, ice in the other, and he doesn't answer. This time though, Jungkook isn't satisfied with silence.
This time he wants answers.
"Why didn't you tell me this before?" he practically growls, jumping up from his position by the kitchen door, long strides taking him to Jimin quickly. The omega stands up as well, growling warningly at the alpha. "If you knew for certain that your pack isn't going to take revenge, why didn't you say it before?"
"You wouldn't have believed me", Jimin answers, attempting to push Jungkook away but the brunette alpha just grabs his wrists with his other hand and takes a hold of Jimin's collar with the other.
The next growl the blonde lets out is low and threatening, Jimin's scent turning spicy with anger, burning on Jungkook's tongue. He senses the fear that lies under the defiant look in Jimin's eyes, but ignores it, anger taking over.
"You could have fucking tried", Jungkook hisses, his hold on Jimin's small wrists tight enough to bruise. "You could have tried to make me believe but instead, you just decided to stay here and torture us both—to stay here, waste our food and recourses, our time, to take advantage of our hospitality—"
"What fucking hospitality?" Jimin cuts him off with a tone so frustrated that it makes him sound like he's close to tears. "I've been locked in this house for over a month and you call that hospitality? I don't know what fucking day it is, everyone hates me, you all smell so, so different and angry all the time that I can't even breathe properly, everything fucking hurts and I have lost the last of my family."
This time, when Jimin pushes him, Jungkook lets go. The omega moves right away, retreating from Jungkook and the warmth of the hearth to the furthest and darkest corner he finds. Jimin's scent turns from spicy to the smell of rotten flowers and it's laced with such heavy sorrow that it makes breathing hard for Jungkook, too.
It makes his wolf cry out in frustration.
"I don't get what the fuck makes you think I enjoy it here, but you're wrong", Jimin says from his hiding place in the darkness, tone so soft Jungkook almost doesn't hear. "I didn't want to stay, and I told you that. I told you, Taehyung and Jiwoo many, many times to just let me go."
That the alpha can't deny, but Jimin still hasn't answered his question.
"Why won't you go back to your pack? Weren't you on your way to the mountains before you were attacked?" Jungkook keeps his tone even, swallowing down his anger and frustration in the favor of not scaring Jimin any further.
Because despite how the omega tries to hide it, his fear is thick in the air, just like his sorrow. Jungkook can't understand how he didn't notice it sooner.
"I did my everything for my family", Jimin answers, voice full of pain and yearning Jungkook is more than familiar with. "Now that I don't have any left, I have to live for myself. Or die."
His answer doesn't explain anything but Jungkook doesn't pry more—he knows from the tone Jimin is using that for the rest of night, he'll receive nothing but silence from the blonde.
"I still can't let you go", the alpha says after a moment, observing Jimin's small form by the corner. "Not at least until I've discussed this through with Namjoon and possibly the pack-leader." Despite the feeling that Jimin telling him the truth, Jungkook shouldn't just blindly trust the omega. He needs at least Namjoon's opinion before doing anything and until then, Jimin has to wait.
And until then, Jungkook will need to try and find out what's keeping the omega from going back home.
Jimin stays huddled in his corner for hours after their argument and Jungkook, who still decided to stay at the infirmary, can feel himself grow more and more restless with every passing minute.
The fire has died down and it's getting cold, and Jungkook feels worried about letting the injured omega sleep—if he's sleeping at all, that is—in a cold corner without any blankets or pillows.
And guilty. He feels guilty for driving Jimin there.
So, after another ten minutes of waiting, the brunette alpha gets up. He hears a shift right away, indicating that Jimin is awake and following his movements, but doesn't let it discourage him as he makes his way towards the omega's hideout.
Jimin's mismatching eyes are wide and distrusting when Jungkook meets his gaze and he can't help but grimace when he sees how small the other has tried to make himself. Tightly pressed against the wall despite the wounds on his back, knees pulled to his chest and hands around himself, Jimin looks almost as small and fragile as the day Jungkook found him.
The guilt inside of the alpha turns heavier and his wolf howls in disapproval.
"C'mon", Jungkook says quietly, kneeling down to make himself appear a little less threatening. He tries to let out calming pheromones, hoping to have his scent ease Jimin's distress but he isn't part of the omega's pack nor are they friends—it would be completely normal for Jimin to reject his poor attempt at comforting.
But Jimin doesn't. He just doesn't react in any way.
So, Jungkook tries again with his words. "You shouldn't sleep here. I can move further away if you come to bed."
Jimin doesn't vocally answer him, just pulls even further away—if that's possible—and narrows his eyes at him, suspicious.
I swear, you are the most stubborn omega I have ever met... but alright, I might deserve this, Jungkook thinks with a sigh. Despite his dominating nature, he hates going all "alpha" on others because it always results into this.
Fear.
The only people he wants to inflict fear on are his enemies. And Jungkook is slowly coming to the conclusion that Jimin isn't one.
"I'm not letting you sleep in a cold corner because Jiwoo and Taehyung will both kick my ass if you somehow end up worsening your wounds", he mutters, reaching over to the omega. Jimin growls at him but there's no space for him to move away and Jungkook gets a hold of him with surprisingly little resistance.
"Alright", the alpha says, determined. "Come here, you little pest."
He yanks Jimin forward, as gently as possible, but still ends up using too much strength because the blonde comes crashing against his chest, a pained whine escaping his lips.
"Sorry", Jungkook whispers, blonde locks filling his vision for a moment before his attention is turned on the nails digging into his arms. It doesn't hurt, just feels mildly uncomfortable, so he's able to ignore it along the rest of Jimin's complains as he lifts the blonde up and to bed.
"If you had just come on your own, I wouldn't have needed to carry you", he points out when the omega mumbles incoherent curses against his shoulder, hot breath tickling Jungkook's neck. The alpha is surprised that Jimin doesn't try to hurt him more, doesn't punch or kick him, doesn't even bite, but he supposes that it's because the omega is too tired and scared to attempt anything drastic.
He puts Jimin down carefully and steps away quickly to allow the other have his space, not excited about upsetting him anymore than he already has. The blonde's eyes stay on him for a long moment, tired but defiant, and it's obvious that he's still not very fond of the alpha.
However, Jungkook knows he has done the right thing by bringing Jimin back because the heavy fear in the air dissolves, finally, and the sweet scent of honeysuckles returns back to normal.
The tension in his shoulders eases when he's able to breathe in that familiar scent again, the young alpha releasing a long, exhausted sigh. He then backs away to a bed a few meters away from Jimin's and slumps down, feeling as if he had just ran for miles.
Who knew dealing with omegas was this hard?
"Damn, we really can't do anything without fighting, can we?" Jungkook mutters, mostly to himself, so he's a little surprised when Jimin answers with a snort.
"I think our beliefs are a little too different for that, alpha."
That might be right, Jungkook muses, but he's sure it's more because their personalities keep on clashing. "You're never going to call me by my name, are you?"
"I'll call you by your name when I feel like you're worth acknowledging", Jimin simply says and Jungkook can't help but chuckle.
"See? This is exactly what I'm talking about. Don't you think that things would turn out a lot easier if we set our differences aside just for a moment? We could make things bearable. You get along with Taehyung, so I think we could get along too."
"I don't get along with alphas."
"Oh, so this doesn't necessarily have anything to do with my personality. You just dislike alphas in general", Jungkook concludes.
Now it's Jimin's turn to chuckle and without the bitter undertone, Jungkook is sure that the omega's laughter would be the prettiest sound in the world.
"You're starting to catch on, aren't you, puppy?"
The annoying nickname Jimin has taken a liking to makes Jungkook growl, but the sound isn't really all that angry nor loud, and the scent of honeysuckles doesn't waver.
Jimin isn't scared, anymore.
Silence falls between them after that, Jungkook deciding that it's better to just leave it until they end up ruining things again. Maybe in the morning they'll be able to hold a better conversation—one without snarky remarks and insults, that is. Jungkook still expects Jimin to be his normal, stubborn self.
But he's getting used to it and really, it's not like Jungkook hates the defiant side of Jimin. He dares to admit that it's actually quite intriguing and maybe, if he lets himself truly go that far, then maybe he's a little fond of it too.
"Night, Jimin", Jungkook mumbles after a moment, sure that the omega has fallen asleep. At least his back is turned towards the alpha and his breathing gone silent—but then the scent of honeysuckles becomes stronger again, surrounding Jungkook in a cloud of heavenly sweetness and the alpha absently realizes, when he hears a soft, melodious tune, that Jimin is lulling him to sleep.
The last thing he sees before closing his eyes are colorful, mismatching eyes and an almost playful smile.
"Night, puppy."
"'s not my name."
Jungkook falls asleep with soft laughter ringing in his ears.
"Look at him", they would whisper, when they thought he wasn't listening. "Look at his eyes."
"He's different."
"Unnatural."
"He's not one of us."
Filthy, ugly, disgusting, Jimin has heard them all and doesn't blink an eye at that. Because he knows they're wrong; he knows he's not filthy or ugly, not disgusting either. He knows because his grandmother always told him so and she never lied, not to Jimin at least.
There's only one insult that always got under his skin—still does. And it's because that's only one that he and his grandmother could never deny.
Half-blood.
The words that have always defined his life. The truth Jimin can't escape from.
One for the cold of winter, one for the warmth of summer.
That's the reason why he can't go back alone. That's the reason why he can't stay.
And that's the reason why Jimin simply cannot let Jungkook close.
He can't let the alpha close even if it's killing his wolf and slowly, him as well.
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