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Thirteen

Synopsis: in a world where alphas, betas, and omegas live along side modern humans as second class citizens, you've fallen through the cracks of a society that wants to take everything wonderful from you. Luckily a timely encounter with the boys just might save your life.

Chapter summary: hobi and tae take you on a shopping trip, many long awaited events follow

Warnings: insecurities, trying on clothes, mentions of death

WC: ~5k

Your t-shirt grated against your skin as you got dressed for the day. Just like being around saps and their sour scents, you had gotten used to the roughness of cheap cotton against your sensitive skin. You rarely thought about it anymore except on rare occasions when your senses were heightened or you felt overwhelmed. But Hobi had stocked your bathroom with all the best hygiene products an omega could buy, and after two full weeks of living there and properly nourishing your body inside and out, it was like you could feel every fiber of the fabrics you came into contact with. 

Last night you had been so bothered by the shirt you normally slept in that you shucked it off in frustration, only to find how delicious the soft blanket Yoongi had gifted you on your first night felt across the expanse of your body. It was hard enough to get out of bed because of it, but putting on your regular scratchy clothes seemed like a punishment. You didn't have to work today, maybe you could just strip down and get back in the nest. With a sigh, you accepted the discomfort. Hobi was already downstairs and you wanted to join him more than you wanted to be comfy.

After thudding down the stairs, you realized Hoseok wasn't the only one in the kitchen. You forgot that since you had a day off due to a boring national holiday, so did Jin and Namjoon. Yoongi, Jimin and Jungkook were all still at work, but Tae and Hobi were seated at the kitchen table with the two large alphas. 

"Good morning, sleepy head," Taehyung smiled. He found some kind of satisfaction in being awake before you for once.

You grumbled something unintelligible as you looked at the men in the room you wanted to enter. You were suddenly very annoyed about the bank holiday that had ruined your morning plans with Hoseok. Why did you sleep so long? 

"Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the nest," the omega teased over the rim of his coffee mug. 

You looked at him for a moment, feeling unsure of yourself and what to do in their presence. It was incredibly rare in the weeks you'd been officially living with them that you were around either one of them without Yoongi or Jimin there. Spending time around Tae had gotten comfortable quickly after you saw how close he was with Jimin. And if you weren't with Jimin and Tae, it was Hobi and Tae. You'd realized after only a few days that he was harmless, more a puppy than an alpha, sweet and playful, loving attention, but also disinterested and unobtrusive. When he was around, he was funny, welcoming and gentle. But seeing the four of them sitting together felt like walking in on a pack meal. You were an outsider. Your feet wanted to carry you back up the stairs.

Should've just stayed in the nest.

"Do you want me to make you something to eat?" Hobi asked, eyes carefully taking in your frozen form.

"No, that's okay," you said very softly.

"You know you should eat something, pup," he pushed and watched you begin to fidget in a way he now recognized as anxiety in you. 

"Yeah, but I'll get it." You walked carefully, stepping as close to the counter and as far from the alphas as you could to get inside the kitchen.

Jin and Namjoon hadn't done anything in particular to threaten or intimidate you, and you knew nothing of the conversation that Yoongi had with them on the day you joined his pack, but they hadn't begun to look any less deadly in your eyes. Although Yoongi didn't talk about it, you could sense the tension that lingered between him and the alphas, and so you stayed wary and did your best to stay out of their way, and whenever possible, out of their line of sight. 

Now you skirted around them to get to the refrigerator, but honestly you were feeling too nervous about it to eat. You stared into the fridge, zoning out until Hoseok called you back to the moment. 

"Is something wrong, pup?" He asked, frowning when he saw the way you jumped when you heard his voice.

You closed the refrigerator without taking anything out and scratched your arm under your shirt as you moved to a farther corner of the kitchen. "I'm fine. Just a little…uncomfortable."

Hobi looked around at the three alphas sitting with him before he stood up and put his body between them and you, subtly so they didn't know what he was doing, but you had an idea. He turned to you with soft, slightly apologetic eyes. "Don't worry, pup. Yoongi will be home in a few hours. Until then I'll make sure nothing–"

"Oh, no," you interrupted. "It's not…well yeah it is, but…it's just that my damn shirt is so irritating. All of my shirts are. It's like I can feel every fiber rub against every cell of my skin. It's so– ugh!"

Hobi's entire face shifted to one of delight. "Finally!"

You gave him a puzzled look as you scratched under your collar. "What?"

"I've been waiting to be able to take you on a shopping trip! All your clothes are much too rough for you. It's time for an upgrade!"

"Oh. No, you don't have to do that!" 

Hobi clicked his tongue at you. "Don't you listen? I want to."

"I'm in!" Tae agreed, getting up from the table.

"As if you have a choice. You're driving," Hobi replied. 

"Of course. You need my car, and my credit card," Tae grinned playfully. 

Your stomach turned. "Oh no. Don't do that. I have money. I've been saving up." You had been saving up to get a place to live, and now that you'd solved that problem, you had a bit of cash. Not much, but enough to buy a few new things. 

"Nonsense. Neither of you are paying," Hoseok told you. 

"What do you mean?"

The omega rolled his eyes. "We will swing by and get your alpha's card so he can pay."

You picked at your fingernails. "No, we can't. He's busy and I can–"

"Hobi's right," Jin said suddenly, standing to put a hand on Hobi's shoulder. "Yoongi would want to pay and," he turned his eyes on Taehyung, "I can only imagine what he would want to do to you if he found out you tried to provide clothes for his omega."

Taehyung ducked his head as if he could imagine Yoongi giving him a smack. "Okay, we'll stop by and see Yoongi."

"Mm, but what if he's busy. Won't he be mad? I don't want to bother him." 

Hobi shook his head at you and grabbed your hand to stop you from picking at your nails. "He could never be bothered to see you, let alone mad. You really have no idea how you have him wrapped around your finger. Come on. Let's go. No time to waste," he said, already pulling you toward the door while Taehyung fetched his keys. "We'll be back in a few hours," he told Jin as you put on your shoes. 

"Have fun," the man grinned as he watched the two of you leave, enjoying the light in Hoseok's eyes as he took you out to play. 

"I guess I'll text him to let him know we're coming," you said as you got into the back seat. 

"No! It will be more fun if it's a surprise!" Hobi insisted. 

"But I'm supposed to let him know when I go out."

Hobi sighed. "Gosh, you are such a goody two shoes sometimes. It will be fine. You're with us." 

It was a slow day for Yoongi. The morning had been quiet. They hadn't been called out in hours, and although it was nice not having to deal with any emergencies, it was the worst kind of boredom. Yoongi had just been playing games on his phone. He wanted to text you and see what you were up to, but he didn't know what to say and he didn't want to annoy you. But he felt restless. So he was thrilled when he saw the minivan pull up to the ambulance station. When he saw you hop down from the backseat, his heart skipped a beat. 

"What brings you here?" He wondered, coming out to meet you as the three of you approached the open bay door.

"We're on a mission," Hoseok informed him. "Pup needs some new clothes." You blushed. 

"Oh, that sounds good. Anything special?" Yoongi smiled. He secretly loved it when you got shy. 

"Wouldn't you like to know. Just hand over your credit card," Hobi grinned. 

You whined. "You don't need to do that. I have money," you insisted. 

Yoongi smirked as he pulled his wallet from his back pocket and plucked a silver card from inside. "You don't need to spend your money on this. I've got it." He held the card out to Hobi without taking his eyes off you, and the omega put it directly in his own wallet. 

"Told you, pup."

"Yoongi," you began another whine. 

He stepped forward to cut you off. "Who?" He asked with mischievous eyes and a deep but quiet growl. 

"Alpha," you breathed and looked at the concrete. "You really don't–"

Your words ceased when his fingertips met your cheek. He pushed the hair behind your ear, his warm fingers reaching around the shell of it and back under your jaw to lift your chin. He looked into your eyes while he spoke in his soft deep voice, sending a shiver down your spine. "I want to. It's my duty and my honor to provide for you. You're my omega, aren't you?" 

You nodded. "Yes, alpha."

"Good, princess. I want you to get anything and everything you want. Don't worry about a thing. Just get what feels good and show me later, alright?"

His fingertips still held your jaw lightly, but you nodded again. "Okay."

Before he let you go, he pressed his lips to yours in a kiss that managed to be both passionate and chaste. He's kissed you many times since the first time, but never any further than this. He often gave you soft kisses on your forehead or cheeks, sometimes a quick peck on the lips. Usually these kisses were reserved for when he had to say goodbye. He longed for more, but he was happy with what he had. More would follow, he was sure, and he was afraid if he was too impatient about it that meant he didn't feel secure that you wanted to stay, so he held himself back and tried to have faith. But he didn't know if he would last much longer. He felt that maybe you were ready for more too. A time would come very soon when he'd push that boundary again.

He pulled away and basked in leaving you breathless. "Have fun," he commanded before letting you stumble back toward the van, a stupid grin plastered across his face. 

The pit returned to your stomach when Taehyung pulled to a stop in front of a fancy looking boutique. You never would've even looked in the window of a place like this while passing by. The thought of the price tags had a whine building in your throat.

"Relax, pup," Hoseok soothed, looking back at you. "It's not as fancy as it seems, I promise. But they cater to omegas. Everything they sell is designed for comfort. This should solve your problems."

"Fine," you groaned. 

"Oh, one more thing," Taehyung said as you finally unbuckled your seatbelt. "When we're in there people will probably assume I'm your alpha. Just let them. It will keep you safe."

You started to protest. Only Yoongi had the right to call himself your alpha. But you could also see the wisdom of his advice. And no one needed to know anyway. If their wrong assumptions could make you safer, then so be it. You nodded and climbed out of the van. 

When you walked inside Tae held the door open as Hobi went in before you, and then he followed behind. 

"Good morning. Welcome to Euphoria," a woman behind the cash register greeted as she came out to meet you. "Is there anything I can help you with today?"

Tae stepped closer behind you, feeling an instinctive need to cover you. He might call it stranger danger. Normally he felt it when he encountered alphas, but occasionally with larger betas, like Jungkook, only he met Jungkook before he developed a real fear of strangers. But most of all he felt it with saps. This woman was none of the above. She was just an ordinary, non-threatening omega. But then, this time he wasn't feeling anxious for himself, only for you. How strange.

There hadn't been any reason until now for him to be out in public with you, but he wasn't expecting to feel this protective. You weren't even his omega, as had been made so abundantly clear this morning. But you were so in need of his protection, and you were practically a part of his pack, no matter what anyone said. From Taehyung's point of view it was only a matter of time. If the others got to feel half of what he felt right now—the way he needed to be there for you in the least threatening of places—then the only thing standing between you and the seven of them was, well you.

Hoseok, as usual, took the lead, stepping closer to the store clerk, which noticeably did not set off alarm bells in Tea's. "My girl here needs some new clothes. I'm thinking some comfortable pajamas and some things she can wear under her clothes for work. Just some basics."

The woman peered around Hobi to get a better look at you and Tae had the urge to pull you back by your shirt to stand behind him. "You're a petite little thing, aren't you?" She said with her professional smile. 

You stepped back into Taehyung and let your hair fall in your face, and his heart began to race. Were you actually seeking shelter from him? Or did you just stumble into him because you were shy? He didn't have time to think it through before he put a steadying hand on your shoulder. But when he did, you didn't pull away or act surprised.

"That's okay, sweetheart. I think we have some things in our juniors section that will fit you."

Taehyung chuckled and you looked up at him with huge eyes and dark cheeks. "It's cute. Everyone thinks it's cute that you're so small," he said to placate you.

"I'm not cute," you grumbled as you followed Hoseok, who followed the woman down the wide aisle that led to the back of the store. "I'm a grown woman."

"Sure, if you don't get too hung up on the grown part," he teased.

"You're a gigantic freak, but you don't see me making fun of you for it," you fired back.

"I'm not making fun! And I'm not gigantic. I'm not Namjoon. I'm perfectly normal sized for an alpha." He straightened his back, not afraid of appearing a few inches larger and looming over you.

"Thank god," you said under your breath.

"You know he's harmless, right?" Tae asked softly. "As harmless as me."

"None of you are harmless," you muttered, but Tae heard and only smiled. 

"We'll just look around for a bit," Hoseok told the store clerk. 

"Sure. Let me know if you need any help," she said and walked briskly away.

Looking around at the many racks of clothes, you started to feel a little bewildered. You hadn't been in a store like this since you were a kid, when your mom would take you on a one yearly trip to the nearest city to buy clothes before school would start and only if you hadn't outgrown the ones she'd bought the year before. Since then, it had been strictly second hand stores for you, and you wore black as much as possible because it wouldn't look as dirty as lighter clothes.

"What are you thinking?" Hobi asked as he watched you take in the selection without seeing anything at all. 

"I don't know where to start," you admitted.

He hummed. "They do have a good selection. You can take a minute to just look around. What's your style? Maybe I can help."

You sighed. "I don't really have a style."

"Well, if you did, what would it be?"

You continued to look overwhelmed, unable to answer even that seemingly simple question. 

"Listen, Y/N," Hobi drew your attention to him with a soft hand on your shoulder. "Whatever you wore before to express yourself, to hide yourself, to try to be whoever you were trying to be…that's in your past life. This is your new life. You should just feel like yourself in your clothes."

You pursed your lips. What he said made sense, but it didn't change the fact that you didn't know who you were supposed to be in this new life. What did you feel like? And how did that translate into clothes?

Finally, Hoseok had an idea. "Let's do this. You can go try on some pajamas, and Taehyung and I will pick out some things for you to try to help you get some direction. Sound good?"

You nodded your head, grateful for the instruction. 

Hopefully he isn't getting tired of helping us.

You picked out a couple of cute and exquisitely soft pjs and took them to the fitting room. The first one was so instantly soothing to you skin you didn't want to take it off. By the time you'd tried on the second one Hobi was knocking on the door. You opened it partially to look at him.

"These are just some basics, some undershirts and stuff so you can pick what fabrics and colors you like," he told you ask he pushed a stack of folded shirts into your arms. "Those are cute by the way. Lets get them," he decided after getting a look at the blue silk shorts and tank top set you were wearing. "Try those on. We'll be back."

Hobi had set Taehyung on a mission to find different styles and colors so that you could narrow down what you did and didn't like, and Tae had taken on the assignment with enthusiasm. Inasmuch as fashion was just another form of art, Taehyung was going to making you a piece of art and use the whole color pallette to do it. He and Hobi filled their arms with shirts, skirts, jeans, t-shirts, sweaters and more in every color of the rainbow before they came back to knock on your door.

"I really love this fab–" your jaw dropped when you opened the door to see both men with their arms full. "Am i going to try on the whole store?"

"Don't be silly. Once we get an idea of what style works for you then we can move on to picking out colors."

"Let me in. I'll organize these really quick," Tae said, pushing into the small dressing room with you. You pressed yourself against the wall, eyes going wide.

"Taehyung, you're overstepping and scaring the pup," Hobi said calmly. 

Tae froze and looked down at you sheepishly. "S-sorry. I wasn't thinking. I'll just–" he forced the hangers on the closest hooks and stepped outside of the cubicle.

From beyond the door he began instructing you which items went together as you tried on each ensemble, coming out to model each time for them. Many of them were too flashy or too formal or too revealing for your taste—although taehyung managed to convince about a couple of crop tops when Hobi agreed they didn't show too much of your stomach. You ended up with several pairs of what looked like jeans but weren't as scratchy as the denim you were used to, a couple of soft cashmere sweaters and the tops.

"What kind of weird fantasies were you playing at, Tae?" Hobi asked while you changed into your own clothes. 

"Shut up. I wasn't." The alpha crossed his arms and pouted.

"You used to have a thing for goth girls, didnt you, tae tae?" He teased.

"Maybe. That's not weird. You're the one who said to try different styles."

"So you went with schoolgirl?"

"Don't talk to me."

"And that red dress really didn't suit her figure."

"Well, Hobi, I don't know as much about her figure as you do," Tae countered.

"No, you don't," Hobi smirked, because he enjoyed having something over the rest of them.

"You guys know I can hear you, right?"

Taehyung sulked. "You know who she looked like though?"

Hoseok rolled his eyes because yes, he noticed your style was similar to the casual style that Yoongi enjoyed. Not the sweats and lounge wear that the others tend to favor, but comfortable denims and sweaters. It had concerned him at first, thinking that maybe you were trying to blend with your alpha, but he could see you truly felt more comfortable and happy that way. 

You finished changing and left the cubicle with the clothes you had liked best. It felt heavy in your arms beyond the weight of the fabric. Hoseok could read your thoughts on your pouted lips without you saying a word.

"Where's the green dress?"

You shrugged. "I don't need it."

"You don't have any dresses and you might want it when Yoongi takes you on another date," he told you.

"Really, Hobi, this is already too much. The dress is too nice."

He stepped forward and took the clothes from your arms, pushing them into Taehyung's hands before he cupped your cheek. 

"It's not too much, pup. You barely have enough clothes to get you through the week and none of them fit you properly. These things aren't luxuries, Y/N. You need them, and that makes it his duty to provide. Do you understand?"

You closed your eyes. "No."

"Then remember that Yoongi told you it was his pleasure to buy it for you. He wouldn't like you feeling guilty or not buying something that looked so lovely on you." You hated that he could always pull that card with you, knowing you wouldn't want to disappoint your alpha. You sighed as Hoseok walked around you into the stall you just left to fetch the silky green dress that had his and Tae's jaws on the floor. Then he walked out with Taehyung leaving you to trail behind. 

"You probably need some new underwear, too," Hoseok said as he passed the section. 

"Absolutely not!" You protested loudly and then dropped your voice into a whisper. "I'm not letting Yoongi buy me lingerie."

Hoseok rolled his eyes. "It's not lingerie. It's just panties." 

"Whatever! No!" You hissed and walked past him. "Let's just go."

When your back was to him, Hobi quickly grabbed several pairs of silky, lacey briefs and hid them under the dress in his hands as he followed you to the register.

"Don't sulk," Taehyung chided as he stood close to you, a few feet from the register while Hoseok paid. You didn't want to see the total. "I promise you, Yoongi is probably smiling like an idiot right now, happy beyond reason."

"What makes you think that?" You mumbled. 

"Because I would be. Any good alpha would be happy knowing they could give you something you needed. And you do need them, if for no other reason than to feel comfortable. And for Yoongi, with you, I know it means even more."

You looked at him sidelong. "That's silly."

He shrugged. "Maybe so, but that's alphas."

"All set," Hobi smiled with a large store bag on each hand.

You hadn't realized how long your little shopping trip had taken, but it was after noon by the time you got back to the pack's house, and that meant Yoongi was home. Your heart couldn't decide whether to skip at the excitement of seeing him or to race with the worry that he would be more upset about your extravagance than his other pack realized. You weren't as in tune with Jungkook's schedule, but when you saw his cruiser parked in front of the house, that made you happy, too.

The cheerfulness of Hobi and Tae clashed immediately with the dark cloud that hung in the living room where the rest of the alphas sat with Jungkook. Yoongi had already showered, looking serious with his dark, wet hair brushed back from his face. 

"What's happened?" The elder omega asked as he set the bags of clothes aside and entered the living room. "Jin?"

"It's okay, baby," Jin assured him before Hobi's mind could start to wander. "Jungkook just brought us some…" he choked on the word bad, "news."

"What is it?" You asked. 

Yoongi met your eyes and held out a hand to you. "Y/N, come here."

You didn't hesitate to go to him and he pulled you between his legs to sit on his knee. His hand felt warm where it cupped your hip, his fingers pressing into you in a gesture that was oddly soothing. Then he looked at Jungkook.

The beta took a deep breath and looked at his fingertips where they met before he looked up at you. "We got news this morning that your alpha–" A low growl emanated from Yoongi's chest. "That Sebastian was determined to be in a vegetative state from which there was practically no possibility that he would ever wake. In accordance with his wishes, his wife terminated life support this morning."

You heard Hoseok's gasp, but your breathing stopped altogether. You stood up, but Yoongi's hand was reluctant to let you go. Still, you stepped away from the safety of his presence and walked a few places toward the staircase. Although you had wanted—prayed—for years that you'd never see him again, you never thought it would be your actions that would make that happen. And now that it's true and he can never see you or touch you again it doesn't do anything to diminish your fear.

Got what he deserved. And so will you. 

"Did I…does that…did I kill him?" You asked after an agonizing minute of silence for the others.

Yoongi was on his feet already, hands outstretched to comfort you, following your movements as you paced. "Sweetheart, no."

"Are you here to arrest me?" You asked, looking to Jungkook.

Jungkook stood as he shook his head. "No, Y/N. Nothing is happening right now, legally speaking. It's up to the DA, and to his wife, as to what  happens next. Right now we just have to wait and see. But speaking for myself, not as a cop, you didn't kill him, Y/N. You didn't do anything wrong," he tried his best to assure you.

But it didn't do any good. You were already beginning to hyperventilate. When your knees gave way, Yoongi was there to catch you. He swept you up in his arms and held you close, whispering soothing words in your ear, but they didn't stop you from sobbing into his neck.

"Yoongi, I think you should take her up to her nest," Hoseok said quietly. 

He didn't wait a second before he whisked you up the stairs and down the hall to your room. He set you down in the center of your nest that you had made the night before, lingering just outside the perimeter, desperate to follow you in. But he wouldn't without permission. He couldn't. 

You stared up at his with large watery eyes, looking utterly lost. He brushed back the hairs sticking to your damp cheeks. 

"What do you want me to do, princess?"

You swallowed back the saliva gathered in your throat and sobbed. "I want you to hold me," you cried. "But you can't because I'm bad. And they're going to want me gone."

Yoongi shook his head. "No one is taking you anywhere without me, princess. If you want me to hold you…"

"You still want me?"

"More than ever," he breathed. 

"Then will you come in my nest, alpha?"

He was beside you before you finished your question. He laid you down so that your face was in his chest, his arms and legs wrapped protectively around you like a shield.

"No getting rid of me now," he smiled into your hair as your sobs lessened and you nuzzled into him. Your tears were still flowing, but they weren't violent things anymore. 

"Even if I'm a murderer?" You wondered so quietly he couldn't have had you if he wasn't right there, his breathe got against your forehead. 

"Not even if you were a serial axe murderer," he grinned. You chuckled wetly in spite of yourself. "But you aren't a murder, Y/N. You didn't do anything wrong that night. You have to know that. This is just…karma." He ran his fingers through your hair, pleased when you relaxed against him. 

"What if I wanted him dead?" 

"Then I'd guess you'd be on a long list of people. He was a dirtbag. I've wanted him dead since the moment I learned of his existence. Does that make me a murderer?"

"No. You saved him."

Yoongi nodded. "Yeah, but if I had known who he was, I don't know what I would have done. As soon as I found out who he was, I wished I had a time machine, so I could go back and let him bleed out on the street. But then I realized how stupid that was. If I had a time machine then I would go back to before he hurt you and save you instead."

"It's a good thing you didn't let him die. Then you'd be the one in trouble," you frowned. 

Yoongi tucked your head under his chin. "You're not in trouble. I'm not going to let anything happen to you. You're mine to protect now. Do you believe I can do that?"

You nodded, dragging your nose against his sternum. "Good. Then just close your eyes and rest a bit. Everything is going to be okay."

"You're not going to throw me out, right?"

He held you tighter, almost crushing you. "Never. You don't have to be good here, Y/N. You just have to be here."

His scent thickened around you, soothing your nerves, and you closed your eyes as the last of the tension left your body and you soon fell asleep.

The pack kept quiet while you slept, a silent offering of peace. But none of them left. None of these alphas would step one foot outside of the house of a distressed omega, even if you weren't technically theirs. Hoseok washed your new clothes and put them away, careful not to wake you or Yoongi, who had fallen asleep tangled around you. 

When Jimin came home and heard the news, he went straight to your bedroom and climbed in on the other side of you. Yoongi looked at him in horror.

"Relax. She let me cuddle with her for a while a couple nights ago," Jimin told him. "I didn't say anything because I didn't want to make you jealous."

But Yoongi wasn't jealous. He was glad, both that you'd gotten that close with Jimin and that he could be here for you now. "Good," Yoongi whispered as Jimin settled along your back and looked into his worried eyes like a mirror.

"Everything is gonna be okay," Jimin whispered back. "Right?"

Yoongi nodded. "We'll get her through it. Whatever happens." He pressed a soft kiss to your hairline and closed his eyes again. 

When you woke up a little while later you were laying half on Jimin's chest, his gentle lavender filled your nose. You moaned softly, wondering where Yoongi went. He didn't let you wonder long. You heard his phone lock before he rolled over and you felt his nose at the back of your neck.

"Hey sleepy head," he murmured.

"Mmmm," you mumbled against Jimin's chest. "Sorry."

"Don't be," he said as he stroked down your side. "How do you feel?"

"I feel weird. And hot," you groaned, assuming it was because of your packmates laying with you.

"I know. You're a furnace," Jimin mumbled.

"It's me?"

Yoongi hummed in agreement and sniffed your neck. "You're in pre-heat."

Your body went stiff and you squeezed your eyes closed with a groan. 

No.

A/n: aaaahh sorry for leaving you on a cliffhanger! We will get into mc's heat next time and it will be...something! Please let me know your thoughts about this chapter and whats to come! I really love hearing from all of you!

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