a lovely but unfortunate predicament
pairing: jeongguk ♡ jimin
summary: happily married and with children, neighbors jimin and jeongguk have the family life that everyone wants and admires. unknowing that behind closed doors, their ongoing affair is not what some would have expected yet their undying love is nothing short of a lovely but unfortunate predicament.
tags: a/b/o au, omega jimin, alpha jeongguk, milf and trophy wife jm, business ceo jk, cheating (not between jikook), love affair, jikook are parents, unhappy marriage, swearing, top jeongguk, bottom jimin, explicit content, jimin has breasts, anal fingering and anal sex, mentions of knotting
this fic is inspired by @jungkooksknot’s prompt!
au where jimin and jungkook are married with their own significant other and once a month have a dinner party with other families and they a
It’s a routine, like clockwork.
Jimin doesn’t know how it first started or who initiated the first touch. It’s almost pointless now to think about it, as if something so trivial no longer mattered to him. Significantly enough, it’s the dinner parties that his close neighbors hold once a month that remain of importance to him.
It’s when he finally gets to see Jeongguk.
Their acting plays it off as such. A facade meant to act as if they haven’t seen each other in a while, a stark contrast that is evidently far from the truth. In reality, their close neighbors are kept in the dark about the scandalous love affair that remains a well-kept secret among the two passionate lovers.
It becomes like a game, almost. How long until they are finally caught?
This month’s dinner is hosted at the Lee family’s home. It’s become almost like a tradition, where only a close-knit group of neighbors meet once a month to catch up on each other’s lives, family, businesses, and most importantly — drama — over a candlelit dinner. It’s custom for all the omegas in their own families to set up the meal while their children play around with each other, and the alphas talk amongst themselves and their businesses. Respected amongst the group of omegas, Jimin asserts his role perfectly as the only male in the group with skills shining the brightest; he’s been told he’s a really great cook.
Speaking of which, he really should be helping right about now.
But he can’t quite focus or bother to care when he has Jeongguk’s face right in between his legs.
“Did my pretty omega miss me?” Jeongguk growls, fingers tightening around the fat of Jimin’s thigh that is currently high over his shoulder. On his knees, Jeongguk has a pleasant view of the omega’s hole through his soft, sheer, lacy white panties. If they had enough time together, Jeongguk would’ve run his fingertips over the material with praises slipping out of his mouth, whispering how pretty his omega looks on them and how deliciously divine he would look, squirming under his touch as he teases every inch of his skin, eager for him to touch.
“Yes- ah, alpha.” Jimin whimpers, the fabric of his panties straining against his throbbing, leaking cock, ushering him into sensitivity.
What they’re doing is dangerous — extremely dangerous. However, it couldn’t be helped when Jeongguk cornered Jimin inside the upstairs bathroom, begging to eat him out, the alpha’s strong arms trapping him against the wall as his nose traced over the ridges of the omega’s cheeks before lowering over the juncture of his neck. Who was he to refuse? Outside, somewhere in the house, Jimin and Jeongguk’s family could be out mingling and doing their own things while they remain entranced in their own world.
Their time together is limited; as it should be, a greeting is all they should’ve stopped at. But the strong urge of desire and lust overpowered the simplicity of a head nod and greeting.
They are absolutely fucked if anyone hears.
Jeongguk wastes no time in shedding the material off, his mouth hovering over his omega’s wet hole. Jimin watches as Jeongguk doesn’t waste a second more before darting his tongue out and licking up his sweet heat.
“Oh, god,” Jimin moans out in pleasure, his head thrown back as he palms his mouth to muffle out the noise while his other fingers quickly find purchase on Jeongguk’s dark locks, gripping the strands with need.
“Shh, you don’t want the whole house knowing what we’re doing, right darling?” Jeongguk taunts as he eases himself back in, this time fucking his tongue brutally inside.
It’s only then that a gush of slick rushes out. The smell of Jimin’s arousal permeates the air; the scent of peaches so pungent that it has the alpha reaching out for more.
At a particular harsh thrust, Jimin whimpers out a response. “N-Ngh.. no. Only want— fuck, only want you to hear.”
The alpha isn’t any better either.
“Fuck, darling. So sweet for me.” Drenched in slick, Jeongguk rids himself of the hot wetness that remains a constant wet, dripping fountain. A coil of tension resides inside Jeongguk’s stomach, it tightens along with the hardness of his cock in desperate search for its release.
He releases his hold on the omega’s thigh and tugs him forward before dropping him on his hands and knees. The movement is so sudden that it has Jimin stumbling over at first, but gradually becomes stable upon realization of the position.
He’s fully presented towards Jeongguk.
The bathroom is filled with a mixture of their scents. It’s going to be a pain in the ass to explain, but Jimin figures that he’ll let Jeongguk come up with some lie since he put him in some compromising position — literally.
With his back arched and legs spread wide, Jimin waits patiently for Jeongguk’s next move. He feels Jeongguk’s middle and ring finger hover outside of his pouring rim before pushing through and entering slowly due to the tightness. With a couple of tugs in and out, the slick is able to help plenty with the friction, and eventually Jeongguk brutally fucks Jimin with his fingers.
There’s no mercy in the way he finger-fucks him; the fast pace has him wild with pleasure and continuous satisfaction.
Any coherent thought that Jimin has at the moment is thrown out at the nearest window. His own thoughts scramble into pieces as he lets out repetitive ah, ah, ah’s.
“You’re taking me well, princess.” Jeongguk grunts, his other hand taking the time to now fully grip around his fully hard cock. He strokes with each thrust Jimin takes, both of them filled with immense pleasure in the best way they can.
“Thick.. ung— fuck, alpha’s fingers are so thick.” The whiny omega gargles out, his slick making the slide wet and nasty as he grounds himself to fuck fast and hard. “Making me feel so full, shit, just fuck me already!” He whines out and reaches behind to grasp Jeongguk’s erect cock, stroking in desperate need to be mounted and forced to take it.
Jeongguk, however, finds it amusing how desperate and willing the omega is. “My darling is desperate for his alpha’s cock? That husband of yours too busy to fuck you properly, huh? Don’t worry, I’ll give you what you want soon enough, just not this time.”
Jimin releases his hold on Jeongguk. “What?”
“We're here for dinner, aren’t we, hm?” The alpha teases as he removes his drenched fingers from the omega’s hole, tracing his body bottom up, leaving a trail of slick in its wake. Over his navel and his stomach, Jeongguk travels up until he has a grip on the omega’s neck. “How unfortunate… I looked forward to playing with my precious doll.”
The omega squirms under his touch. Jimin can feel the alpha’s warmth behind his back, the feeling uncomfortable on his skin from the humidity they seemed to create. Jeongguk must sense this since he releases his hold on Jimin.
“Don’t shy away now, we can still play.” Jimin turns to him, a smirk evident on his face.
Jeongguk lets out a charming laugh. “Yeah?”
“Mhm,” He confirms, kneeling in front of the wolf. He brings his right hand forward and palms the alpha’s cheek, issuing a kiss. “We could try something, although it won’t be as different.” Jimin mumbles before diving in for another kiss.
“I’m all yours to play with, darling.”
So that’s how they move positions again, this time Jimin riding Jeongguk’s face. In this position, his tongue reaches peak pleasure.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Jimin curses as he violently rides his alpha’s face. Meanwhile, Jeongguk continues to stroke his member while maintaining all the slick that falls on his tongue. His omega’s wet juices taste as sweet as his scent, something he wishes to never be deprived of.
“Take what you need, my love..” He speaks through the sticky mess his face is coated with.
Jimin wastes no time in taking what’s his as he rides, rides, and rides—
Three knocks disrupt them right as Jimin almost reaches his climax.
“Shit, fuck.” Jimin curses as he is quick to detangle himself away from Jeongguk’s face.
“Jimin, are you alright in there? Mina and everyone are waiting for you to start on the main course. The guys are complaining how hungry they are.. the pups are also starting to get fussy.” The voice says on the other side of the door.
“Ah, Nari! It’s quite alright, I’m feeling..” Jimin looks over towards Jeongguk, who is still on the floor, his arm supporting his head with a smirk on his face. “Fine.”
“Great, come over when you’re done!” And then she leaves.
“So, I made you feel just fine?”
Jimin giggles softly before leaving a quick kiss on the alpha’s pouty lips. “I gotta go.”
Jeongguk playfully sighs, “The fun was just getting started too.” The alpha eyes Jimin as the omega walks over to his Chanel bag, retrieving some vanilla-scented wipes as he cleans himself from their earlier mess. He then reaches for a scent blocker salve and lathers it generously before spraying some perfume to ease the scent of slick and arousal. Jeongguk’s alpha claws at him to scent the omega and get rid of the artificial scent that camouflages his own coconut scent.
“As much as I want to continue, duty calls.” The omega sighs, disposing of the used wipe in the trash. He makes a turn to pick up his scattered clothes, but is met with a defined and chiseled chest.
Jeongguk lifts Jimin’s chin, and then they make eye contact so deep that they can practically see each other’s souls. “You make me want to do crazy things, sweetheart.” He whispers ever so softly, his hand coming up to cup his cheek. He breathes, “Do you even know the things you do to me? How I so badly want to have you?” And then closes the gap between them, capturing him in a loving kiss that has Jimin feeling a tension of butterflies violently fluttering in his stomach.
It’s moments like these that make the risk worth it. The omega wants nothing more than to have the man whose arms he’s in, who makes him feel the type of love he doesn’t have with his unfortunate mate, and who he wishes was the father of his child.
But reality plays its part, and expectations vanish from existence.
In the end, the lovers are forced to separate, and with a couple of kisses and whispering promises to see each other again, they time their moment to leave.
The dinner goes as expected. Everyone enjoys their time, the omegas willingly help feed their pups the best way they can without them making a mess, and overall bask in each other’s presence while catching up on conversations and current events.
No one seems to notice a difference — at least, not Jimin and Jeongguk’s mates. Throughout the dinner, Jimin was busy setting his son’s plate and checking in every now and then to make sure he’s eating enough to even pay attention to the alpha on the other end of the table. Jeongguk, on the other hand, couldn’t spare a second to glance away from the omega while his useless wife stood next to him and his lovely son.
He couldn’t wait another day to get his hands on Jimin.
Until then, only time will tell when he’ll see the omega again.
“What do you mean?” Jimin questions as he sends a quick reply to his mate, who informs him of coming home late once again.
Taehyung, the omega’s only true friend, brings his pup over his shoulder and pats his back gently. He gestures his chin over to the crowd of omegas and says, “Jeongguk-ssi is being bombarded by a pack of moms who could care less about being already mated.”
The omega looks over and sees that most of the moms that came in support of their pup’s game today are more focused on trying to get close to Jeongguk than acknowledge the match. It’s an occurrence that happens more often than not for a young alpha like Jeongguk. Jimin knows how all of the omegas in his neighborhood — whether they admit it or not — garner a crush for the alpha; the thirty-five year old omega is no exception to falling prone into the loophole.
Jeongguk essentially has every omega wrapped around his finger, but he remains wrapped around Jimin’s like a lovesick fool.
“The nerve they have to let their alphas watch as they mingle with another,” Jimin decides to comment, his stomach twisting in knots with unease, knowing that he has no right to say such a thing — that he himself is no one but a liar and an unfortunate cheater. “The confidence they must have.” He trails off.
“Don’t get me wrong,” Taehyung starts off, still gently patting his pup to sleep, who occasionally fusses around the loud noise. “If I wasn’t already happily mated, I would’ve been in the crowd amongst them!” The omega laughs it off like some joke, and Jimin attempts to join in as well, but the truth he keeps hidden around his best friend eats at him alive.
The pup’s football game continues without any more distractions. The crowd of alpha fathers howl in satisfaction when their pre-teen pups score a touchdown and groan whenever the other team scores and leads. The atmosphere is fun, especially when Taehyung accidentally shouts, “Donghyun, kick some ass for mommy!” which startles the sleeping pup in his arms, but he quickly returns and comforts the pup; he ignores the curious glances he gets his way.
It all happens so fast, but Jimin’s gaze remains stuck on Jeongguk’s back. He’s leaned against the railings that separate the bleachers from the field, and in typical Jeongguk fashion, he roars like a beast every time the team scores. It’s been some time since they’ve last seen each other, intimacy and all. He misses being close, having spent his time with someone else who isn’t with his children.
The omegas that huddled around the alpha kept their distance. Something about that settles Jimin’s inner jealousy.
He startles when his phone buzzes.
His screen lights up with a notification.
gguk ♡
Meet me out in the parking lot
This piques his omega’s interest. Jimin looks up from his screen to locate the alpha, but he’s disappeared into thin air. He then turns to the other omega, “Hey, um, my stomach is hurting, so I’m just going to make a trip to the restroom.”
“Are you okay? Want me to come with?” Taehyung asks, concerned for his friend. Jimin feels bad for lying, but is he really? His stomach really is hurting, rather with the need to be fucked senseless until he becomes satiated and can no longer think.
“I mean,” Jimin nervously chuckles, to which Taehyung raises a brow questionably. “It’s not too serious, my stomach is probably just acting up.. I’ll be right back.” Then he leaves when the omega understandably nods back, reminding him to call if he needs anything.
Jimin makes sure that no one unreasonably calculates his every move before walking out of the bleachers, thankful that everyone else is distracted with the game. He still has half an hour left before the game concludes, giving him enough time to jest whatever Jeongguk plans to meet him for.
When the omega reaches the parking lot, he stops in his tracks at the familiar voice.
“Well, don’t you look cute.”
Jimin turns and spots Jeongguk at the very back of the parking lot. A smile quickly makes its way to his face as he strides over to the alpha. “You’re not so bad yourself, y’know.”
Jimin giggles lightly in a way that’s music to Jeongguk’s ears. “Do you like shamelessly flirting with omegas, Jeon?”
“Not unless they’re named Park Jimin.”
“It’s only been three weeks, and I still find it hard to be away this long.” Jeongguk admits, beckoning the omega to come closer. “But now that you’re here, I’m taking what’s mine.”
“Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting?” Jimin questions the alpha, his smirk well enough for an answer, before being dragged inside the back of the most luxurious car he’s ever been inside of.
The dark interior is illuminated by an ambient dark purple. It sets the mood perfectly, with the leather seats adding an extra touch. Jimin barely gets to caress the seats before finding himself perched up on the alpha’s lap.
“I need you.” Jeongguk swallows, his hand finding purchase on the omega’s waist, while the other caresses his clothed thigh up and down. “I need to feel you.” The alpha’s hand stops when his thumb gets caught on exposed skin from one of the ripped holes in the omega’s jeans.
Jimin nods eagerly. Arousal burns deep within Jimin’s belly, “I need you, alpha. I need to feel you.” The omega whimpers out, back arching when he feels those same hands grope him from behind.
That’s all it takes for Jeongguk to capture their lips in a heated kiss, tongues clashing together sloppily due to the excessive saliva exchanged between them. “Take these off,” Jeongguk interrupts, unclipping his bra and unbuttoning the jeans that fit snugly on the omega’s hips along with his panties. Jimin struggles but succeeds with Jeongguk’s help.
“Beautiful,” Jeongguk murmurs, the view of Jimin in nothing but his pretty pink cardigan, white shirt with his small tits hanging free, and socks stirring something within his alpha. The same can be said for the omega, whose mouth waters at the sight of the alpha wearing a tight-fitted black shirt, his tattoos exposed and looking much darker against his skin.
Jimin settles against the alpha’s chest, “Hurry up and stretch me, gguk.”
The nickname has Jeongguk’s alpha howling and wastes no time before he manhandles Jimin in a way that has him with the front of his chest against the cool surface of the door. It looks uncomfortable from his perspective, but his omega seems to enjoy being pressed up against it. Now, he has Jimin sprawled all over his lap to where he can now begin to prep him. Jeongguk proceeds to gently move up the cardigan and his shirt from his lower back to his upper back, tracing his backline back down and caressing his ass.
“We don’t have too much time, y’know.” Jimin giggles out when Jeongguk remains staring and caressing his ass.
“I know.” He smirks, lowering his hand as he spreads the omega’s cheeks apart.
From then on, Jimin’s words are thrown out the window when, a few minutes later, Jeongguk stretches him out with his fingers. His pace is quick and ruthless, having Jimin’s omega whimpering and gasping every time his alpha angles his fingers just right enough to penetrate him. His slick gathers and spills over his entrance, lubricating Jeongguk’s fingers and making the process more messy, faster, and dirtier.
“Hmm.. hurry!” Jimin moans out, mouth salivating the more Jeongguk hits his prostate.
Jeongguk, being the good alpha that he is, gives into what his omega wants. He retracts his slick-covered fingers and internally curses when he witnesses a gush of slick trickle down the omega’s rim and falls on his jeans. “Fuck,” He whispers, smacking the older omega’s ass and bringing him back up to settle on his lap. Like this, his alpha pridefully takes in the view. Jimin’s shirt riding up his abdomen, his little cock erect and leaking precum, slick dripping down, and a rosy hue dusting his cheeks. He can’t help but to reach out and cup his face with one hand, “All mine.” He says and takes his fingers that are drenched in slick and puts them in his mouth, groaning at the taste.
The scent, taste, and smell of peaches never fails to drive Jeongguk wild.
“No matter how many times I’ve seen you like this — ready to take cock — it never fails to drive me crazy, you drive me crazy.” He opens his mouth, showing his omega the slick that rests on his tongue. Jeongguk grabs Jimin by the nape and pulls down, solidifying their lips together once more. Their tongues wrap around each other as the saliva and the peach-flavored slick is exchanged back and forth, until Jeongguk pulls him closer and exchanges once more before swallowing.
Jimin pants, feeling in a daze as he stares at the alpha. “You smell like me now.”
“Did I smell differently before?” Jeongguk asks, and of course he does. He loves seeing Jimin all riled up.
“Yeah,” He breathes in, hands clenching on his sides before wrapping them around his neck. “You smelled like her.”
“Hm,” Jeongguk hums, hands settled back on his waist. “She means nothing to me.”
“Means nothing to you, yet you let her scent you?” Jimin says, one of his arms coming down his neck to rest against the alpha’s peck. He caresses it gently, “Looks like I have competition then.”
“Let's get one thing straight,” Jeongguk growls, his eyes monitoring Jimin’s hand as it moves further down and stops right on his belt. “That woman means nothing to me, there’s no comparison that can match the way I feel about you. I love you, I don’t love her.”
Jimin smiles in satisfaction. “Very well, then.” Then he resumes to unbuckle the alpha’s belt, unbutton, and unzip him from his jeans.
Jeongguk groans when Jimin pulls out his cock from his briefs. He reaches behind and gathers enough slick and begins stroking the alpha’s cock into full hardness. He likes having control over Jeongguk like this, touching him in the most intimate parts and having him succumb to pleasure. From prior experiences, the omega already knows how well-endowed the alpha is. Honestly, he loves how well the shape of his length and girth can be felt and seen through his taut stomach, especially when he mewls and begs for the alpha to go harder — taking one of his hands and placing it on the area where he can feel it penetrating inside of him. It not only drives his omega wild but also his alpha feral.
Once Jimin has him lubricated with slick, he perches himself right over and guides the alpha’s cock to his entrance. Jeongguk has his hands resting on the omega’s thighs, ready to support. He looks up, though, to see his reaction whenever the omega decides to drop down.
Jimin, however, wastes no time as he carefully sinks down. The ride down is slightly uncomfortable; there’s little to no pain at all, just slight discomfort for how long it’s been. Regardless, he manages to successfully engulf all of Jeongguk, even when the alpha tries his best to not immediately start thrusting.
“Feel so full.” Jimin whines, adjusting to his position.
Jeongguk caresses his thighs supportively. “You’re taking me well, angel.” The familiarity of the phrase has Jimin preening with joy, always at his best with the alpha.
When he adjusts nicely and is able to move, Jimin begins moving up and down, trying to find rhythm. He moans whenever the alpha’s cock is near his prostate. He angles himself once again, this time perfectly, before picking up his rhythm and riding Jeongguk like his life depends on it.
The feeling of ecstasy as Jeongguk’s cock penetrates him every time he sinks back down drives Jimin to tears. He wails out, “S-Shit.. gguk-ah.” whenever the alpha brutally increases the pace. The omega moves his cardigan to the side whenever it interferes, his shirt rides up beautifully whenever Jeongguk fists his small cock, his breasts exposed with every jump.
“You feel so good, Jimin-ah.” Jeongguk grunts, his feet planting themselves down, and he lifts himself up from the seat and thrusts more harshly, lifting the omega slightly. “I can’t get enough of you.”
Jimin’s brain is fogged with arousal, his mind only focusing on the way Jeongguk manhandles him and the intoxicating but musky coconut scent that belongs to his alpha. He initiates a kiss, humming when Jeongguk lowers him back down again and urges him to swiftly rut against his cock rather than fuck himself.
The alpha runs his hands over the omega’s body, his fingers tracing every curve as if he were exploring every inch for the first time again. He finally takes the initiative to mouth around his breasts, tongue swiftly taking turns with each nub. He then suddenly grabs his ass harshly, “You’re so beautiful, I can’t believe you’re mine.” Leaning over as he traces kisses all over his dainty neck.
“Y-Yours!” Jimin moans out a cry, hips moving fast to reach his pleasure.
Jeongguk wishes this moment could last forever. The responsibility of giving zero fucks about the consequences that would arise because of their actions. Yet, Jeongguk wishes for rationalization to never take over since he only wishes for nothing but to pounce, capture, and conquer the omega. The need to make him exceptionally his and no one else’s.
It’s something he’s been told could never happen.
Yet this very moment brushes out every thought, every wish, and every expectation out the window.
“Keep— right there… ah!” Jimin cries, tears gathering along his lashes, cascading down like diamonds when Jeongguk abuses his prostate.
Jeongguk growls softly, his eyes locked on the way his cock thrusts in and out of Jimin. He takes the opportunity to lift the omega closer to his body. “Mm.. that’s right, baby, keep riding alpha’s cock like the filthy whore you are.”
The dirty talk makes Jimin leak more slick, staining Jeongguk’s annoyingly expensive leather seats. “You’re the only one that gets to have me this way.” He gasps in pleasure, arms wrapping around Jeongguk’s neck as he leaves open-mouthed kisses anywhere within reach.
The space around them is small and cramped, so it provides Jimin with limited movement to seek peak pleasure. If it weren’t for Jeongguk’s tinted windows and other parents focusing on their children playing, they wouldn’t witness how Jimin willingly enters the back of Jeongguk’s car or how he easily perches on top of the alpha’s lap and squirms with a need to be touched.
Inside, others can’t see how their desperate fucking fogs the windows.
Jimin can feel his pleasure rising, Jeongguk must’ve realized too since he engulfs his cock once more and strokes him faster than before. The alpha’s strokes are erratic even when he thrusts, indicating that he must be close too.
“Fuck… shit, mm I’m almost close.” Jimin moans, resting his hands on the alpha’s shoulders as he rides fast and hard, at one point dangling.
“Mm… me too, baby.” Jeongguk moans out after him, the closer he feels to releasing the tighter Jimin’s walls clench.
Despite their haze, Jimin remembers to get one of the alpha’s hands and bring it up to his stomach, laying it there as a reminder to the alpha.
As predicted, it drives Jeongguk crazy, and with a couple of harsh thrusts, it leads Jimin to overdrive.
Jimin releases a moan of pleasure, his cock shooting spurts of cum as he throws his head back in ecstasy. Jeongguk soon follows, his spurts of cum fill the omega’s hole with his release. He makes sure not to move until his alpha is satiated with the thought of Jimin’s insides being coated with his release.
The omega slumps forward, exhaustion overtaking his body. The air around them feels suffocating, the humidity and ickiness feeling finally catching up to them.
Jeongguk rubs the omega’s back gently, “I love you.” He whispers.
“Me too..” Jimin inhales, “I love you, too.” He exhales.
Sensitive — that’s how Jimin’s feeling. In such a vulnerable state, he wishes to be in his nest with Jeongguk’s arms around him. It’s wrong to be feeling this way, to devote his feelings to another alpha who has a family — it’s wrong, but he can’t help it. His heart, his body, and his soul yearn for Jeongguk’s alpha.
A roar of cheers brings them back to the present, to the reality of their circumstances.
“Looks like we made another score.” Jeongguk smiles, easing the omega off his cock and into the seat next to him; Jimin whimpers from sensitivity.
It’s almost instinctual how easily Jeongguk remains by his side. They cuddle despite the heat that sticks to their skin. It’s a peaceful bliss, Jimin taking the chance to fiddle with Jeongguk’s fingers that are delicately placed on his knee. When they breathe in and out in a timely manner, it’s just them and no one else.
To have this moment last forever is a big favor to ask.
In a different universe, where they aren’t arranged to marry and have a family with a suitor forced upon them, lies the destined fate of two lovers wrapped around each other’s fingertips with intentions to show the world their love.
“Is it so wrong to be with someone you actually love?” Jimin speaks up, the lingering question that’s been constantly invading his thoughts being brought up in discussion.
Jeongguk remains unfazed by the question, he leans over the omega as his nose nuzzles his neck lovingly. “It’s not wrong,” He answers, satisfied when his coconut scent successfully sticks. “Despite our situation, we know what we’re doing can’t be helped. In everyone else’s eyes, it’s wrong, but for us? Love has no boundaries. With you, I can only imagine myself wanting to spend eternity.”
Jimin blushes and looks away. “Me too.”
A couple minutes pass before they get ready to leave. For the most part, the alpha’s clothes ended up messier than the omega’s. Luckily, the alpha had a jersey lying around in the back of his trunk.
Speaking of which, brings up another fantasy.
“So, you said you used to be a cheerleader in high school, right?” Jeongguk mentions, a smirk forming on the corner of his lips.
Jimin lifts his hips to tug his pants up, zipping them up after. “Yeah, why?”
“Just thinking,” Jeongguk says, and the omega eyes him. It gets a laugh out of the alpha, “It’s just.. if we had met when I played football and you cheered, then there would have been a high probability of me fucking you. I would have you jumping on my cock with you wearing my jersey — hanging off my knot.” He growls darkly at the thought, his hands making their way over the omega’s slim waist. He can already imagine the possibilities.
The omega doesn’t make it any better, rather, he makes way to straddle the alpha’s waist again. “I still have my uniform from high school and university.” He whispers, tilting Jeongguk’s face up. “I can wear that or wear the jersey and hang off of my alpha’s knot.”
“You’re a menace.” Jeongguk chuckles, pecking him on the lips. “You have a way to get rid of the scent?”
“Mhm.” Jimin nods. “I’ll use perfume and suppressants just in case.”
“Call me when you get home.”
“I love you.” They both murmured to each other before sealing it with a kiss.
“You’re awfully quiet.” The low baritone voice utters, catching the omega by surprise.
“I’m just tired,” Jimin responds back. He walks over to his vanity and sits down as he starts to remove his earrings. “Taking care of our pup isn’t as easy of a task as you make it out to be.” His tone is accusatory, targeted at his husband, who wouldn’t know the first thing about raising children.
His expectations are high, of course. It’s expected of Jimin to raise a good heir.
The alpha grunts, “Right.”
Their movements continue in silence. Jimin, covered in his robe after having showered, places his diamond earrings away in his jewelry box. He reaches for his products and begins his skincare. His husband, on the other hand, lies on their bed, his computer on his lap as he responds to emails despite having left the office; workaholic tendencies.
“I have a business party to attend this weekend,” The alpha starts, his focus unwavering from his laptop’s screen to even recognize how Jimin’s body seems to tense up. There’s nothing the omega hates more than to put on a facade and play the trophy wife and loving mother. The constant need to stick by his husband’s side and have to painstakingly smile at every authoritative figure of his spouse. “Make sure to wear something nice, I’ll let you go shopping if you have nothing to make up for.”
His omega hisses, reluctant to let the alpha hear. “What about our kid? The nanny is out on leave, we can’t possibly leave him here by himsel—”
“I have it all planned out, don’t worry your pretty little head over it.”
His words fuel Jimin with rage. “I should if they involve my pup! Couldn’t you possibly have told me earlier?”
“I have everything under control, our pup is going to be fine.”
The conversation ends there. Jimin goes to bed upset, he distances himself from the alpha in hopes of showing discontent about the situation; his spouse couldn’t care less. The unfortunate fate of having to be tied to someone who couldn’t care about his feelings overwhelms the omega.
It’s the exact reason why he feels no guilt or remorse over the number of times he’s willingly met up with Jeongguk. His omega only wishes to yell at his husband about all the affairs he’s had with a more wealthier, stronger, capable alpha that’s fucked him plenty of times in their own home, the alpha’s home whenever Jimin brought his pup to hang out with Jeongguk’s pup and ate him out on his kitchen table, or when they secretly shared kisses in the presence of others.
Jimin can only imagine his face when he tells him Jeongguk fucked him in the back of the car during their son’s football game.
But then he’s reminded of his position, his reality. And he’s forced to continue to live an ideal life with someone who’ll never make him happy, while he secretly meets with an alpha who does.
One day, he hopes to be freed from this curse.
However, for now, Jimin and Jeongguk’s undying love for each other is nothing short of a lovely but unfortunate predicament.
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