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The physician explains that Jungkook would need to start taking prenatal vitamins, eating healthier, drinking more water, and taking it easy. Jungkook figured none of this would matter after his father kills him.
Jungkook is an omega in his pack, nothing truly special. His father is a beta and mother an omega, but they weren’t on the pack council, had no ties to the official head family of their pack aside from being close friends, and they didn’t have any significant job within the pack. Jungkook’s father worked as an herb specialist, while his mother was a nurse assistant. Jungkook mostly helped his father in the field, but would occasionally help his mother with labor and delivery.
They were nothing special, but getting pregnant outside of matehood could get Jungkook thrown out of the pack; could get his parents shunned. Jungkook silently cursed that stupid, beautiful, big-dicked alpha he slept with some 3 months ago. Jungkook should have known the condoms that alpha had were too small, but he was so caught up in how good everything felt that he didn’t care.
He chooses to ignore the fact that his heat had just ended, and he probably shouldn’t have been having sex so soon after his heat anyways as he was still in his fertile window.
“You’re about 12 weeks along now, right at 3 months. Everything looks okay, and you check out fine.” The doctor informs, but Jungkook seems to zone out.
Jungkook thinks that maybe he could hide it. Winter would come by the time he got noticeably big, so he could hide his bump with larger furs, then when he birthed the child he could put it in a basket and leave it on his front porch. When his parents answer the door, they will think none the wiser and be shocked, but of course take in the poor, unfortunate pup… yes, it was full proof!
“J-Jungkook I—“ the doctor stammered, looking incredibly guilty, “I’m required to report all pregnancies to the council. I’m sorry I— I don’t have a choice.” The doctor finished.
Jungkook mentally watched his plan explode into a million pieces right before his eyes.
The doctor looked even more guilt-ridden as Jungkook began to cry, wondering why he and his family were about to be punished for something that involved two separate people, not just one single person. The doctor let Jungkook cry, giving him tissues before speaking again.
“I already completed this past month's report. The next one isn’t due for another 4 weeks. You have until then, but if you tell the council yourself, your parents will be less likely to face repercussions.” Jungkook sniffled as he took in the information, and he knew the doctor was right. He was going to have to muster up the courage to tell the council within the next 4 weeks.
Jungkook straight-up refuses the prescription for prenatals and herbs. He doesn’t want his parents knowing anything before they have to, and as much as the doctor is kind enough to wait for him, Jungkook knows for a fact the snitch of a pharmacist wouldn’t.
After arriving back home, thankful both of his parents are still at work, Jungkook thinks back to the alpha in question. They had met a few times when Jungkook’s pack had a mating ceremony and were very flirty in passing.
Jungkook’s pack, the Jeon pack, is filled with suitable for mating omegas, so outside packs often contacted them for a mating deal, which is how the Jeon’s continued to thrive. The Jeon’s would offer an omega for mating, and another pack would offer meat, protection, tools, etc, etc. They don’t have any royalty, nor are they anything too special, but they have enough deals with other packs to be comfortable and protected. Jungkook’s mother often speaks about going to the council and offering up her son as a potential omega for mating, but Jungkook has always declined. He understands her reasoning, she wants him to get mated, give her grandpups, and live a happy stable life with his own family. Jungkook doesn’t necessarily not want that, he simply enjoys how his life is currently going.
...Was going.
Well, at least he doesn’t have to mate that beta now. Jungkook’s parents thought they could go behind his back and try to make a deal with another pack. Some beta named Jaehyun was supposed to court him in the coming months, but Jungkook wants nothing to do with him. The beta is nice, very good looking, but he is a lot leaner than Jungkook and extremely timid. Jungkook thinks Jaehyun should find a nice, cute, small omega or beta somewhere that will work better with Jaehyun’s personality. Someone the beta can push around easily.
Not Jungkook .
Jungkook groans as he collapses onto his bed, thoughts plaguing his mind. He and that alpha were flirty but only had sex once. Jungkook figured that would be it, and neither of them would speak to each other ever again. They only ever exchanged first names, never even spoke of their respective packs, or if they wanted anything more out of this. They spoke briefly about their hobbies and what they enjoy doing, sometimes they talked about life. Jungkook remembers the alpha seeming fairly intelligent, and he loved art and the forest. But Jungkook only got basics, and he can barely remember them past all the flirtatious lines and jokes that were thrown in between.
Jungkook furrows his brow, right hand creeping up to lay on his toned stomach. Jungkook worked hard for his body, and a one night stand was about to take those years of hard work, throw them in the mud, and make them it’s bitch. Jungkook thinks back to that night, multiple packs having visited for the festivities, and how everyone had been so distracted with the mating ceremony that they didn’t notice the two slink off, make their way to a cozy, quiet clearing that had a nice view of the stars, and made out underneath them. It all seems very romantic now that Jungkook thinks about it, but in reality, it was all very rushed. Still… Taehyung, Jungkook recalls the alpha’s name being, has game.
//
“Fancy seeing you here,” Jungkook smirks at the now familiar voice. He turns to meet the gaze of Taehyung, an alpha he has met briefly and flirted with many times.
“Is it? You know, I’m starting to think you’re seeking me out…” Jungkook replies playfully, taking a few steps towards the alpha.
“Oh?” Taehyung chuckles, a beautiful, sexy sound that has Jungkook shifting his weight. Usually, he wouldn’t be affected by just a voice and a laugh, but his heat had only ended the day before, and Jungkook could still feel how needy his omega is. “And what if I am seeking you out, Jungkook?” It is Taehyung’s turn to take a step towards Jungkook, a confident smirk on his face as the two come chest to chest. They are roughly the same height, Taehyung only a centimeter or two taller, but the way the alpha carries himself is enough to make Jungkook feel like he is only two feet tall, in a good way.
Jungkook leans forward, lips brushing against the alpha’s ear as he whispers, “I might just let you catch me…” Taehyung’s beautiful roasted caramel coffee scent strengthens, something Jungkook finds ironic. They haven’t exchanged too much information with each other, but Jungkook does remember the alpha telling him that he hates coffee. Luckily, Taehyung can’t smell his own scent, so heavy and heady that Jungkook can almost taste the caramel dripping on his tongue. Suddenly he wants that; a taste of pure Taehyung.
Taehyung leans back, their eyes meeting once more and there’s a flash of red in the alpha’s eyes, something lustful in his gaze that has Jungkook’s omega preening. Jungkook has to physically control his knees from wobbling.
“Can I kiss you?” It’s not the words Jungkook expects will come out of Taehyung’s mouth, and yet they have the omega feeling somewhat soft that Taehyung had the heart to ask.
“You better.” The pair smirk at each other, Taehyung leaning in before Jungkook is slapping a hand to the alpha’s mouth. His eyes widen as he leans back, watches as some members from his pack, and a few others walk across the grounds towards the part of the forest that Taehyung and Jungkook are currently in. It isn’t a good hiding spot by far, most of Jungkook’s pack walking through this area every single day.
“Uhh…” Jungkook looks around, then back to Taehyung who is looking at Jungkook expectantly. “Come with me.” Jungkook pulls his hand away, reaching out and grabbing Taehyung’s hand before leading them deeper into the forest. They walk for about ten minutes before coming to a clearing that overlooks the entire pack. It’s beautiful, secluded, and Jungkook knows they won’t be bothered here.
“Okay! Where were we?” Jungkook smiles, Taehyung chuckling and shaking his head.
“I think we were about… here .” Taehyung pulls Jungkook close, bodies pressing together as their lips slowly move in to join each other. The kiss is sweet at first, hesitant and playful. Of course, it doesn’t take long for this to change as Jungkook smells that caramel coffee scent thickens, his omega letting out a whine that Jungkook is unable to control.
Taehyung dives in then, pressing forward as the kiss becomes more passionate, hastier. Jungkook feels the alpha’s tongue against his bottom lip and he doesn’t hesitate to let him in, Taehyung licking into Jungkook’s mouth and exploring it as if he was mapping it out for future adventures. Jungkook is just beginning to truly dive into the taste of Taehyung when the alpha pulls away.
“You okay?” Taehyung asks, voice and eyes soft as he looks Jungkook over. The omega looks confused for a moment, then Taehyung glances down and Jungkook realizes that he is gripping onto Taehyung’s arms as if his life depends on it. Jungkook quickly loosens his grip, giving Taehyung an embarrassed smile.
“I’m okay! Sorry, I just… you smell so good.” Jungkook chuckles abashedly.
“Yeah?” Taehyung smirks, tightening his grip around Jungkook’s waist before leaning forward, pressing his nose into Jungkook’s neck and his thigh between Jungkook’s legs. “Could say the same for you, pup. Got that spicy cinnamon bun scent, with a hint of sweet sweet icing, all melty and messy but perfect to eat right up.” Taehyung growls the last part into Jungkook’s neck, the omega letting a loud whine escape as he bares more of his neck to Taehyung, not even realizing that he has begun to rut against Taehyung’s thigh.
“You gonna eat me up, alpha?” Jungkook breathes out, Taehyung’s teeth scraping along the dangerous territory of his scent gland, and that should make Jungkook tense up but his omega is practically putty in the alpha’s arms.
“Oh, baby,” Taehyung chuckles, low and dark, almost predatory like. Jungkook feels the alpha smile against his neck, his omega slowly coming out and taking over as he submits to Taehyung more and more. “I’m gonna absolutely devour you.” Taehyung’s lips are on his again, pressing harder. It’s a lot of tongue and teeth and mess, but Jungkook loves it. He moans into the alpha’s mouth, grinding his half hardness against Taehyung’s thigh, slick beginning to gather at his hole.
“C-Condom?” Jungkook has one last moment of clarity, tangling his fingers in Taehyung’s hair and tugging him away to ask the question. Taehyung looks dazed for a moment, eyes dark and Jungkook feels a new wave of arousal hit him as he realizes that he did that to the alpha.
“Yeah… yeah, it’s in my pocket, baby.” To prove his point, Taehyung digs into the bag pocket of his pants and pulls out a condom, holding it before the two of them while still keeping a grip around the omega’s waist.
“That better not just be for show.” Jungkook teases, Taehyung chuckling and shaking his head.
“ Never .” Taehyung is on him again, Jungkook wrapping his arms around Taehyung’s neck as the alpha lifts him up. Jungkook expects to be laid down, but everything seems to suddenly stop.
“Do you um…” Taehyung begins, his ears a slight shade of pink that has Jungkook quirking his brow. “D-Do you have a blanket I can lay you on?” Jungkook bites his lip to hide his smile, cheeks tinting pink as he tries to control his endearment for this alpha.
It’s just a one night stand. It’s just a one night stand. It’s just a one night stand.
“No I… it's okay. I’m fine, I promise. Just… Just want you.” Jungkook smiles at Taehyung, who smiles right back, and Jungkook tries to ignore the way his heart picks up in pace when he realizes that Taehyung’s cheeks are puffy and adorable when he smiles. A few seconds later they are both laying in the grass, Taehyung kissing down Jungkook’s cheek, jaw, then neck. Jungkook ignores the itchiness of the grass, an easy feat once Taehyung has Jungkook’s shirt off, mouth attaching to a nipple, and beginning its assault. Jungkook’s back arches off the ground, a loud moan escaping him. He can feel Taehyung smirk against his skin, and if he didn’t feel so good right now, he would probably shove the alpha.
“Somebody’s sensitive here, hm?” Taehyung speaks against Jungkook’s chest, tugging the omega’s pants down in the process.
“Yeah, you just wait until- oh fuck yes !” Jungkook moans, words cut off when Taehyung attaches his mouth to the opposite nipple.
“Wait until what, baby?” Taehyung chuckles, leaving little kisses down Jungkook’s chest and tummy.
“Fuck you.” Jungkook breathes, tangling his fingers in Taehyung’s wavy black hair.
“I plan to.” The pair lock eyes and Jungkook lets it be known with the look on his face that he did not appreciate that joke, whereas Taehyung just laughs and continues kissing down the length of Jungkook’s body. Taehyung reaches Jungkook’s underwear, looking up at him for permission, and Jungkook nodding is all the alpha needs to begin mouthing at Jungkook’s clothed cock.
Jungkook lets his head fall back against the grass, soft moans singing from his lips as he tries his best not to buck up into Taehyung’s touch. Taehyung wraps his fingers around Jungkook’s underwear, slowly tugs them down then tosses them aside. The alpha places his hands under Jungkook’s thighs, pushing up until the omega is practically bent in half. Taehyung licks a single stripe up the base of Jungkook’s cock, the omega moaning and tugging at Taehyung’s hair. One of Taehyung’s hands leaves the omega’s thigh, a single finger coming to circle Jungkook’s rim. They don’t have lube, but Jungkook is sure that he is still producing enough slick after his heat to make up for it. They will just have to take it a little slower than if they did have lube.
Taehyung slowly pushes his finger in, and Jungkook chokes down a moan. God, it feels so good. Jungkook knew he got needy after his heats, but this was a different level. His omega is practically singing, Taehyung’s long fingers reaching places within Jungkook that the omega was never able to reach by himself.
“ Oh , feels so good.” Jungkook moans as Taehyung licks up his perineum.
“Yeah, baby? Am I making you feel good?” Taehyung pumps his finger in and out of Jungkook, slick beginning to ooze out of his hole in tandem.
“Y-Yeah I- Oh !” Jungkook writhes against the grass as Taehyung adds a second finger alongside the first, the stretch burning only slightly. The alpha is quick to catch the slick with his tongue, devouring it and humming deep in his throat at the taste.
“Taste so good for me, pup. Gonna ruin me off your slick, huh? Make me not want anything else except you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.” Taehyung dives back in as Jungkook writhes and moans, waiting a few moments for Jungkook’s tense hole to relax before beginning to pump his fingers. Jungkook feels slightly embarrassed, his omega taking over as he begins to grind down against Taehyung’s fingers. He’s moaning loudly, and if they weren’t a far enough distance from the pack, Jungkook would be worried that someone would hear him. His omega seems to have no shame, feeding Taehyung everything a stereotypical alpha could want in an omega.
“Got you moaning like a bitch in heat for me, pup. I haven’t even fucked you yet, barely given you two of my fingers. Bet I could get you to cum just like this.” Taehyung leans up, pressing kisses into Jungkook’s neck as he speaks and the omega feels his face heat up in shame.
Jungkook is so turned on.
“I-I… your f-fingers… you-”
“What’s that, pup? Cat got your tongue?” Taehyung looks straight at Jungkook, the pair locking eyes for a brief second before Jungkook is turning his head, embarrassment swimming through him as Taehyung chuckles. He chuckles , and Jungkook doesn’t think he has ever been so turned on during foreplay in his life. Taehyung leans down and captures Jungkook’s lips in a searing kiss, the omega too distracted to feel the alpha bring a third finger against his rim. It pushes in alongside the others, and Jungkook moans into Taehyung’s mouth.
The stretch is delicious, Taehyung’s fingers so long and thick and perfect, brushing against his prostate just wonderfully. Jungkook tries to get lost in Taehyung’s lips, his tongue, his scent, but he finds himself having to break away as moan after moan escapes him. Taehyung pulls away, taking his fingers with him and Jungkook whines as he clenches around nothing, hole feeling so empty without Taehyung there.
“Shh, baby, I’m gonna give you something else to keep you full.” Jungkook looks up at Taehyung’s words, watches with hooded eyes as the alpha begins to strip. It is only then that Jungkook realized that he was the only one naked that entire time, cheeks flaming up at the thought. Taehyung had him completely gone, and he didn’t even realize it. Once Taehyung’s clothes are completely off, he grabs the condom and rips it open. Jungkook knows it’s not polite to stare, but he can’t help it; the alpha is very well off. Taehyung had a good inch or two or his favorite heat toy, and this thought alone excited Jungkook’s omega. As Taehyung rolled the condom on, Jungkook had a brief thought that it was too small for Taehyung’s length, but that thought quickly dissipated as Taehyung leaned over him and pressed a gentle kiss to Jungkook’s cheek.
“You ready?” Taehyung asks, and Jungkook smiles at him, wrapping his arms around Taehyung’s neck.
“Yeah, I’m ready.” With that, Taehyung looks down, grabbing his length in his hand as he guides it to Jungkook’s hole. Jungkook wraps his legs around Taehyung’s waist, braces himself as Taehyung’s head breaches him and the alpha begins to push in. Jungkook throws his head back, mouth hanging open in a silent scream as Taehyung presses little kisses across the omega’s neck, pushing forward until he is buried deep in the omega to the hilt.
“Tell me when to move, pup,” Taehyung says, strained from just how tight Jungkook is. His hands rub up and down Jungkook’s waist as he continues to press little reassurances into Jungkook’s neck. It takes Jungkook a few minutes, the stretch a little more than he anticipated, but still very welcome. When they do this again, Jungkook will have to make sure Taehyung stretches him with four fingers instead of three, and lube included.
Jungkook has to reel himself in at that thought, reminding himself that this is just a one night stand, and this is nothing more than that. This won’t be happening again.
“Y-You can move.” Jungkook stutters out, breathless.
“Are you sure, baby? I don’t wanna hurt you. You can take as much time as you need.” Jungkook huffs out a laugh, can’t believe this big-dicked alpha is being so sweet to him when they are about to have a spontaneous fuck in the middle of the woods.
“I’m positive, alpha.” And something about the way he calls Taehyung ‘alpha’ has his eyes darkening, looking down at Jungkook with pure lust as he slowly begins to thrust in and out. Pleasure spikes up Jungkook’s spine, the omega moaning as he pulls Taehyung close.
“F-Faster, please. Feel so full, s-so big.” Jungkook begs, and Taehyung is not one to deny him. The taste of Taehyung becomes thick in Jungkook’s mouth without the younger even having his mouth on the alpha. Taehyung groans in Jungkook’s ear and Jungkook feels his head spin. The taste of caramel is so incredibly thick, so dark and sweet and Jungkook could just get drunk off of it. Could get drunk off of pure Taehyung.
“So perfect, baby. Taking my cock so well, huh? Like you were made for it.” Taehyung growls lowly, Jungkook moaning and nodding his head quickly. He opens his mouth to reply to the alpha, but Taehyung chooses that moment to thrust harsher. He pushes Jungkook’s legs farther back, the new angle causing Taehyung to rub against his prostate with every thrust, and Jungkook’s omega is singing praises. Jungkook yelps, tugging at Taehyung’s hair as he moans and groans, leaning forward to press his tongue into Taehyung’s neck and god , even his sweat tastes delicious.
“W-Wanna, ohh !” Jungkook moans, having to steel himself as he reaches up and shoves at Taehyung’s chest. Taehyung stops his thrusts, eyes widening as he looks down at Jungkook.
“Jungkook, did I hurt you? What’s wrong? Are you al-” Taehyung’s words are cut off as he is suddenly flipped onto his back, arms pinned beside his head as he looks up at Jungkook.
“Wanna ride you,” Jungkook smirks, and if that isn’t the hottest thing Taehyung has seen and heard in his 24 years of living. Jungkook wastes no time, lifting his hips up as he takes Taehyung’s cock in his hands, lining himself up before sinking down onto him. Taehyung and Jungkook both moan, Jungkook planting his feet firmly on the ground as he begins to bounce on Taehyung’s cock.
Taehyung’s hands reach up to grip Jungkook’s waist, eyes wandering over his milky thighs, and Taehyung has to stamp down his alpha’s sudden want to mark them up. Jungkook must be able to understand what Taehyung is thinking, runs his hands up his thighs, waist, chest until his fingers find his nipples. He begins to tweak them, throwing his head back and moaning as he continues to ride Taehyung.
“Fuck baby, you have no idea how beautiful you look right now. So perfect for me, huh? Absolutely gorgeous.” Taehyung praises, watches with a hooded gaze as Jungkook pleasures himself. Honestly, if Taehyung had a few snacks, he could probably watch this sight all day every day. Taehyung lets his gaze fall, this time focusing on how his cock disappears deep inside Jungkook’s hole. The base of his cock begins to throb, and this has Taehyung leaning up. Jungkook loses his balance at the abruptness, Taehyung quickly taking over as his hands squeeze Jungkook’s hips and he begins to thrust upwards relentlessly. Jungkook gasps, clutching into Taehyung’s shoulders as pleasure shocks through his body.
“Tae, Tae, oh fuck! Tae, it’s so good, feels so good.” Jungkook moans, leaning down to nip at Taehyung’s throat and the alpha growls.
“Am I making you feel good, pup? Want you to come for me. Gonna knot your pretty little hole, and I wanna see you come.” Taehyung groans, picking up his pace even more as he feels the base of his cock begin to swell.
“ Oh yes, yes please Tae! Want your knot so bad. M’so close, so thick and ah ! f-full... 'm gonna cum.” Jungkook moans, orgasm building rapidly as he feels Taehyung’s knot expanding. Taehyung growls as Jungkook’s sweet scent grows thicker and thicker, pressing his knot deep into Jungkook’s tight heat. It continues to grow before locking them in place, Jungkook coming with a shout of Taehyung’s name immediately. The tightness around his knot has Taehyung growling out as he cums, pumping the condom full as his cock throbs desperately inside of the omega, and Jungkook almost wishes he could feel Taehyung’s cum deep within him, filling him up before it slowly drips out of him.
But he knows that’s just his omega talking. Things come to a halt, the pair breathing heavily as they hold each other in their arms, hot breaths against each other’s necks and it’s sticky, and wet, and hot, and somewhat uncomfortable, but Jungkook cannot bring himself to pull away. After a few minutes of breathing in each other’s scents, coming down from their highs and calming down, Jungkook feels himself relax a little.
“Was that… um… Are you okay?” Taehyung asks, sounding a little vulnerable, and Jungkook leans up to look at the alpha.
“That was amazing. I don’t know if you could tell by how I almost lost my mind with how big your dick is, but I loved it.” Jungkook gives a reassuring smile, and Taehyung practically lights up like a Christmas tree. Jungkook’s chest warms with endearment, fingers gently petting the nape of Taehyung’s neck.
“You were good, too, pup. That was easily some of the best sex I’ve ever had. Got the prettiest, tightest little body with a perfect personality to match. And your scent… God, I would spend thousands if I could have a bottle of your scent.” Taehyung is being dramatic, Jungkook knows this, but it still has the omega’s heart-swelling, laughter escaping him as he shakes his head.
“You’re so silly.” Jungkook giggles, leaning forward and pressing a single kiss to Taehyung’s lips. Taehyung is quick to chase the omega’s lips, the pair meet once more as their tongues dance, body’s cooling off as the night grows longer.
Of course, all good things come to an end. Taehyung helps Jungkook clean up after his knot goes down, and the pair give a final goodbye kiss before going their separate ways. Honestly, Jungkook thought that would be the last he heard of the alpha, and his heart somewhat ached at the thought.
//
Jungkook sighs as he sits on the bathroom floor. It’s been 3 weeks since he found out the news, and morning sickness is a bitch. His omega has been restless, wanting nothing more than their pups’ alpha to come and take care of them. Jungkook flushes the toilet and stands, moving to brush his teeth. He has puked almost every day this past week, and it was getting harder and harder to hide.
Despite being only 15 weeks along, Jungkook’s belly had grown at an alarming rate. When he saw the doctor, his abs had only just begun to soften. Now, they were nowhere to be found, a very obvious bump protruding from just below his stomach. It seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. One day Jungkook had buttoned up his favorite pair of jeans just fine. The next day, he couldn’t even get the zipper up. Luckily, he had plenty of sweatpants and work skirts for getting down into the dirt for herbs that he could wear, but it was hot out, and Jungkook knew that he would start to raise eyebrows if he randomly started wearing sweatpants everywhere. The work skirts were less questionable, but Jungkook couldn’t just wear them everywhere.
Jungkook digs through him and his parent’s closet, sifting around for something, anything he could wear. A gasp escapes him as his eyes land on a pair of overalls that belong to his father. His dad hasn’t worn the overalls in years, and they were always too big on Jungkook. The omega excitedly pulls them on, happy when they fit comfortably over his bump. He celebrates up until he looks in the mirror.
His bump just barely pushes the overalls out. It’s hardly noticeable but… it’s still definitely there. Jungkook loves to workout, has a toned body and most of his pack knows this. The overalls do have front pockets that come right in front of his belly, so Jungkook decides to stuff the pockets with gardening gloves and tools. Luckily for him, this seems to do the trick and completely covers his bump.
Unlucky for him, at the rate he is growing, Jungkook knows he won’t be able to hide this forever. As the weeks have gone on, he has made eye contact with his doctor a few times, ignoring the subtle looks the older gives him. He knows he needs to fess up and tell the pack leaders already, but every time he even thinks of doing it, his entire chest seems to grow heavier.
Knowing that he will be kicked out, and his parents having a slight chance of also getting the boot, has Jungkook feeling like he could be sick. He has always thought about someday having a family of his own, but not like this.
Unfortunately, his fate has already been sealed. It’s now or never.
//
Jungkook is sitting on the ground in his pack’s herb garden, picking herbs for their doctors to use. He feels nauseous, but he has already thrown up once this morning so he doesn’t think it’ll happen again. A few girls giggling has Jungkook looking up, his back slightly crying from sitting on the ground for the past two hours, and the miniature shovel he has buried in his front pocket of his overalls is digging uncomfortably into his belly. Jungkook feels like everything is happening way too fast. The pup in his womb is only supposed to be around the size of an orange, but he seemed much larger than that. Jungkook shakes the thought out of his head, figuring he is just over exaggerating. Of course, he can’t exactly ask his mom for advice.
Jungkook watches the giggling girls walk by, sighing as he goes back to work. A few packs were here to discuss possible mates, exchange of goods, etc,. Jungkook didn’t care much for it, never has, though his mother did try to persuade him to doll up and go woo himself a mate. Yeah, that would work so well in his current state.
“Hey, you want me? I’m pregnant with another man’s pup, but not mated so we’re good!” Jungkook cringes at the thought, standing and picking up his basket of herbs as his back practically screams at him. After washing himself and the herbs off, Jungkook proceeds to begin walking to the doctors' office which was on the opposite side of town; just his luck. This walk used to be nothing to Jungkook just a few months ago, but now he has barely gotten halfway there and he is already worn out, feeling like he needs to sit and take a breather.
Jungkook spots an empty bench and cannot pass up the opportunity, goes and claims a spot. He is only 15 weeks along, but his body is acting like he is 12 months along. Jungkook sighs, leaning his head back and closing his eyes as he lets the sun kiss his skin. It’s a beautiful day, but Jungkook feels hot and tired. He has already entered the second trimester, and this fact brings relief to his omega.
While Jungkook is panicking about having a pup, his omega is beaming. With the second trimester comes a lessened chance of miscarriage, less morning sickness, and more energy. While Jungkook is definitely excited for the latter two, his omega is happy that the pup in his womb is safe, and is most likely here to stay. Jungkook is just ready to have a non-pukey morning and more energy during the day. He still needs to work to help his parents, and once he is kicked out he will really need to work for himself, so Jungkook needs all the energy he can get.
“Enjoying yourself?” Jungkook’s eyes snap open at the sound of the familiar voice. His eyes are wide as he takes in Taehyung’s form standing before him. He looks gorgeous as usual, tall, broad, sun doing his tan skin just right and making it seem like the alpha is glowing. Taehyung has a boxy smile spread across his face, and he is wearing a pair of khaki shorts with a plain black t-shirt. His hair is a bit messy and his outfit is basic, but Taehyung still manages to outshine everyone currently in the pack.
This much is obvious with how certain omegas glance his way as they pass by, probably wondering how to get the alpha’s attention. Suddenly, Jungkook is a little self-conscious of his father’s old, worn down overalls that he is adorning.
Taehyung takes a seat next to Jungkook, sighing happily like he had been standing on his feet for a while and was happy to get off them.
“It’s been a while. I thought about calling, but I realized I didn’t have your number. Then I thought about writing to you, but I know that all letters go through the pack. If your mail carrier had seen a letter from an alpha going to an omega both unmated, who knows what would have happened. I didn’t wanna cause you any trouble, but I wanted you to know that I have been thinking about you. How have you been?” Taehyung rambles, and usually Jungkook would be all ears to what he is saying, but the omega couldn’t focus.
All he could think of was the growing pup in his womb, the one that belonged to the very man before him. Jungkook wondered if their pup would come out with a tan like Taehyung, or inherit his square smile. Maybe they will be tall and athletic like himself, or maybe they will be extremely talented and go on to become an athlete. Jungkook is so busy in his thoughts that he isn’t thinking about what exactly to say. So instead,
“I’m pregnant.” That perfect boxy smile disappeared from Taehyung’s face, replaced with a wide-eyed, mouth agape shocked expression. The pair stare at each other for what seemed like hours but were probably only a few moments. Taehyung opened and closed his mouth like a fish out of water, obviously at a loss for words, and Jungkook honestly couldn’t blame him.
Dread begins to fill Jungkook. Of course, he wanted to tell Taehyung, but not like this. He doesn’t know why he just out and said it like that. As Jungkook watches Taehyung now, he realizes that he doesn’t even know if Taehyung wants this or pups at all. Taehyung could very easily walk away and never look back, leaving Jungkook to take care of the alpha’s pup all on his own.
Taehyung stands, holding his hand out for Jungkook to take, which he does. The pair are walking then, Jungkook, not 100% sure where they are going, but for some reason he trusts Taehyung.
//
They end up at the same clearing that got them into this mess, Jungkook laying on his back in the cool grass, hands subconsciously relaxed on his stomach as Taehyung paces. They must have been out here for at least an hour, but Jungkook doesn’t mind. He knows Taehyung needs time to process everything, as Jungkook is still trying to process it after almost 4 months.
“Before you think about it, it’s yours. I hadn’t slept with anyone in over a year before you, and haven’t slept with anyone else since you.” Jungkook voices, trying to think of what Taehyung is possibly thinking. Maybe he thought it wasn’t his, so Jungkook wanted to set the record straight asap.
“That wasn’t— I… figured it is mine since you were telling me like this.” Taehyung sighs, not halting his pacing.
“I’m sorry,” Jungkook sits up, “I didn’t mean to just… spring it on you. I don’t know why I just said it like that. I wanted to tell you, but not like that and I…” Jungkook sighs heavily, “look if you don’t wanna be involved, I completely understand, and I won’t fault you…” Jungkook trails off as Taehyung looks at him with an absolutely puzzled expression.
“Don’t wanna be involved? It’s my pup. Who in the world wouldn’t wanna be involved in raising their pup? Of course I’m gonna be involved, that isn’t even a question. Was I ready to be a dad right now? So unexpectedly? No. But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to step up and be a parent. Really, the only thing I am thinking of is my father.” Taehyung takes a seat next to Jungkook.
“Your father?” Jungkook asks curiously, stamping down the feeling of his omega swooning over the alpha’s prior words.
“We are here today to find me a suitable mate— have been looking for a while. He told me to look around and find someone I like then he would decide. We have been looking for a few months, but since I’m sort of on the young side, my dad hasn’t rushed with it. But… once he finds out you’re carrying my pup, he will force you to mate with me. Jungkook, I’m so sorry. I don’t know if you had someone else in mind. You should be able to choose who you want to mate with, and I hate that this probably decided for you.” Jungkook’s eyes widen at this, his omega screaming at him to mate this alpha.
“I…” Jungkook begins, biting his lip, “I went to the doctor about 3 weeks ago, after I started having symptoms. He told me that he is required to tell our pack council about any and all pregnancies, but he agreed to wait 4 weeks to give me the chance to tell the council myself. Unmated omega pregnancies are heavily frowned upon, and I’ll be kicked out for sure. My parents could even face repercussions if I don’t tell the council myself before the doctor does. So… there’s that. I understand if you don’t want to get mated, I can tell the council today and I will be kicked out, then your dad never has to find out. I’ll be off on my own somewhere. Maybe—“ A low growl cuts Jungkook off, his skin breaking out into goosebumps.
“I refuse to let that happen,” Taehyung says, his voice low and almost threatening. “You’re carrying my pup, and I’ll be damned if I let anything happen to it or you. Mated or not, it is my duty as an alpha to care for my pup and his mother, and that’s what I plan to do.” Taehyung speaks with finality like the decision has already been made and nothing else matters. Jungkook’s omega is absolutely falling over itself, and Jungkook finds it hard not to let his heart flutter.
“You mean..?” Jungkook raises a brow.
“Yes. I know it’s not ideal, and you are free to say no, but I can’t not offer it. Jungkook, will you be my mate?” Jungkook looks at Taehyung with wide eyes. He scoffs in disbelief, shaking his head. Taehyung’s eyes widen now, “What?”
“I just… can’t believe that I woke up this morning puking my guts out from morning sickness, and I’m gonna go to sleep tonight with a mate.” Jungkook says. The pair look at each other, unable to stop the small smiles that appear on their faces as they lace their fingers together.
Maybe Jungkook isn’t fucked after all.
//
Well, when they mate
officially
exactly two weeks later, Jungkook
is
fucked, in a good way of course.