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Seokjin's office was just as he remembered. Nothing out of the ordinary. The walls were decorated with diagrams of wolf anatomy along with a few motivational quotes. Off to the right hand side was a small curtain partition with a single bed and ultrasound equipment. There were a few other things too, which he didn't recognize with a name.
"Extreme stress can affect your heat cycles. There's nothing to panic about," Seokjin said, drawing blood into a vial and storing it along with the other two on the medical tray. "Your medical history shows you've had irregular heat cycles in the past. Let me run a few tests and we will see if I have to put you on medication."
Jimin exhaled. "Okay."
Seokjin patted his shoulder. "You're still young. Maybe you just need a relaxing getaway to get everything under control."
"You sure it's not anything else?" He bothered his bottom lip. Worry nagged at his gut.
Seokjin gave him an assuring smile. "I'm sure. It happens, you know. It's not uncommon. Stop worrying too much."
But it didn't ease his worries. His heats were never simple. His wolf was reckless. Though it was now tamed and accepted Jungkook as their mate, he was worried if his heat would be successful. He couldn't bring himself to voice out his worries though. It was embarrassing to admit how easily he could lose control over his wolf. So far his wolf didn't give him any grief to worry about when it came to Jungkook. So he hoped this heat would go without a hitch. However, the delay was causing him to be restless.
"I'm not exactly growing young anymore, you know. And Jungkook needs an heir before he turns thirty," he lamented. "And after everything I've been through I'm worried. What if...hyung, what if I cannot have pups?"
Seokjin's features softened considerably and a wave of calming pheromones washed over him. "That's not gonna happen. And I know Jungkook would love you the same if not more."
Jimin relaxed a little. "You know what I mean." He fidgeted with the hem of his t-shirt. "I want to..." He blew out a breath as heat flared in his cheeks. "I was going to ask him to spend my heat with me. You know I never spend my heat with anyone before. He makes me feel safe and my wolf trusts him. But I'm also scared. What if..."
Seokjin put a hand on his shoulder. "Don't think about it now. It'll only ruin your peace." He patted his cheek. "I'd only have to recommend a few vitamins but you really don't need that. You're perfectly healthy, Jimin."
Jimin nodded shakily. "Thank you."
Seokjin straightened and went back to the vials. "These past few months haven't been easy on you. I'm not surprised it affected your heat cycle. The tests are mostly to ease your mind and to see if the drugs they injected a few months back have had any effects in your system. Whatever it is, we will figure it out."
"I'm just worried. I don't want anyone to look down on Jungkook because he chose to mate with me," Jimin admitted.
The Kim family was a powerful one, no doubt, but it was a part of the Jeon pack. Jungkook wouldn't benefit from their mating. There were a few who had expressed their disapproval after learning that he rejected Isabel. Because in a world where only power and strength was valued, they saw it as a chance to merge two powerful packs. It would have meant strong alliances in Europe.
Though no one would dare to speak in front of Jungkook, it bothered the omega. He wanted to be a good mate.
"The role of a head omega isn't an easy one. You've had too much on your plate and I'm surprised how well you have adapted to everything in such a short time. Go with the flow, little one. Your body and your wolf would know when you're ready. Trust them," his elder brother advised.
Jimin nodded again. He took a few deep breaths and watched his brother labeling the vials before adding some notes. "Is there anything I should know about the gala?" he asked.
"It's just like any other gala," Seokjin replied while continuing to write. "Except, the ones coming are dangerous criminals and the worst kind. Don't worry though. Your alpha is at the top of the food chain. No one would dare to defy him."
Jimin smiled. That was right. Jungkook was one formidable alpha though he has only shown his soft side to him and his family.
"Every year it's hosted by a member of the council. Last year it was La Cosa Nostra in Italy. This year it's us. These events showcase one's wealth and power. But Jeon galas are a silent show of domination to warn other members what to expect if they decide to cross us and hence not to have any funny ideas. This year we will also introduce you officially to everyone."
Jimin nodded. "I think I can handle that."
Seokjin put the vials aside. "You have the entire pack behind you, Jimin. You have us."
Jimin hugged his brother and relaxed when Seokjin scented him gently. "Thank you, hyung. Don't talk about this to anyone." He pulled back. "I don't want to worry mom."
"I won't." Seokjin squeezed his forearm. "Patient confidentiality and all," he said with a wink and Jimin grinned.
"Alright. I have a suit fitting for the gala. I'll get going. Let me know when you have the results."
"Okay."
With that Jimin exited the clinic, nodding at the staff on his way out. The gala was tomorrow. The designer must have finished with the alterations he asked for. He hurried through the long corridors to the office. There was just so much to do before the big day.
The mansion security was tightened for this purpose. Jungkook would have preferred to host the gala in a hotel, but with everything that happened, he wanted to do it in the mansion where he knew they would be the safest.
The mansion's guest wing was being prepared and was monitored 24/7. It was disconnected from the main wing of the mansion where they resided and was closer to the main entrance. Anyone who wanted to get to the main wing would have to go through at least three level of security check and the guests weren't allowed anywhere else apart from the guest wing.
Jungkook also made sure to arrange a locker room and trained a security team outside to collect and store the weapons at the time of the gala. Nothing could go wrong.
Jimin finished taste testing the food menu Chef Leo had prepared and provided his insight before heading to visit his brother. While Jimin had never hosted a gala before, he had attended enough in his lifetime to know how these things worked.
***
An hour later.
The fitting went without a hitch and Jimin was finally happy to rest his feet. Tomorrow was the gala and Jungkook was too busy. Jimin found himself back in his room curled with Taehyung the past few nights in his nest because Yoongi was also busy.
He headed to the Kim family den, hoping to catch his mom if she was there. He hadn't seen her all morning. Everyone was busy and his parents were taking extra precaution after everything that went down.
Instead of his mother, he found Namjoon reading a book in the living room. His head popped from behind the book and a grin split his face.
"Hey, little one," he greeted.
"Hey, hyung." Jimin smiled with ease.
Once upon a time he had been wary of this man and he was a scary stranger. But now, he was a loving brother. They both missed two decades but were adamant to get to know each other. With time, Jimin learned a lot about his brother.
He plopped on the couch and threw his socks clad feet over Namjoon's lap. "I'm so tired," he groaned. "Don't you have something to do?"
Namjoon closed the book he was reading and put it aside before he began to massage his feet gently. "I just got back from the office. Hoseok is handling the rest," he replied. "You can rest if you're tired. No one's gonna complain if you did."
Jimin sighed. "I don't want to," he mumbled. "This is my chance to prove myself to the rest of the pack. I want to show them I'm competent to stand beside Jungkook as his omega."
"You know you are more competent than anyone else," Namjoon replied without missing a beat. "One should be a fool to not see you as Jungkook's equal."
Jimin chuckled. "For years, they've seen me as a model who walks ramps and a dancer. They don't know me as a person. I've heard some are disappointed with Jungkook's choice."
"Then it's their problem," Namjoon said. His fingers dug into the sole of his feet and Jimin groaned.
"Ah, God, thank you. It hurts like hell."
Namjoon's nose scrunched. "Are you in pre-heat?" he asked.
Jimin lifted his head, sniffing at himself but smelled nothing unusual. "I wish," he murmured.
"You smell sweeter than usual."
"I've been smelling this way for the past few weeks. If it's pre-heat, my heat should have hit me by now," he said. "I just went to Jin hyung to get myself checked."
Namjoon hummed but the frown on his face remained. "I hope it doesn't hit out of the blue."
"I'm not alone." Jimin rolled to his side. "I'm glad it's happening here in the mansion so I don't have to go too far and can get back here in a heartbeat if necessary."
"That's true." Namjoon grinned. "Mom is busy with some last minute stuff and dad accompanied her. Wanna watch something?"
"Why not?"
And together they ended up watching movies until Jimin fell asleep lulled by the TV sound in the background.
***
Jungkook showed up at the Kim family den to fetch Jimin in time for the gala. The alpha took his breath away in a stunning black suit paired with a gray shirt. The top three buttons of his shirt were left open and Jimin almost drooled at the sight, wanting to run his fingers and if possible lips over the unblemished skin.
His thoughts shocked him and a blush coated his cheek. The wolf in him growled possessively. That should have been only for his eyes. He resorted to blame the alpha for looking so good and for corrupting him to want him all the time. Yes, he was insatiable at times and the alpha was responsible.
The alpha's lips quirked to the side in a smirk as if he could read the line of his thoughts. Jimin cleared his throat, stepping forward to loop his hand around his elbow.
"You look ravishing tonight," the alpha commented. Jimin bit his lower lip and nudged the alpha's ribs. "I meant that in a literal sense."
Jimin scoffed and ducked his face to hide the heat spreading on his face. The alpha was shameless, but so was he. Ever since they became sexually active, Jimin hadn't been able to keep his hands off the alpha. The moment he stepped inside their shared bedroom, Jungkook was all his to do with as he pleased and the alpha allowed it with a pleased smile and pride-filling scent. He just enjoyed the omega's attention on him.
The alpha and omega matched their all black outfits, but Jimin's jacket was embroidered with silver threads with intricate patterns that made him stand out. It matched his silver hair and complimented him well.
"Honestly, you look like a prince," Jungkook said. "My prince."
Jimin giggled, hiding his face in the alpha's arm. He'd been doing that a lot recently. Taehyung even said that he didn't know Jimin was capable of smiling this much. But then Taehyung was smiling a lot too. He ran into his other half of the soul in the hallway just short of the guest wing entrance.
Taehyung arrived with Yoongi, dressed in an all-black suit with a knee-length jacket, matching Jungkook. But he opted for a gray turtle neck instead of a shirt. Yoongi beside him wore a tuxedo and Jimin must admit he owned that look.
His brother winked at him and Jimin winked back. This moment was important to them. After running for years away from everything, this gala would cement their places in the gang and the pack.
"Ready?" Jungkook asked just as Taehyung and Yoongi took a spot behind them to enter the hall in that order.
His elder brothers and Hoseok were nowhere to be seen. They must be already at the gala with their parents as they made their rounds. His father-in-law returning after so many years, this gala was important in so many ways. With him there, Jimin didn't think anyone would dare to create trouble.
Jimin realized he didn't respond to Jungkook yet when the alpha nudged him gently. He blew out a breath. "Yes," he replied.
Jungkook nodded before gesturing at the security. The doors to the gala hall opened and the host announced their arrival. Jimin felt the wave of silence wash over the crowd as they stepped inside the ballroom hand in hand. The omega held his head high and back straight as he strode inside with the alpha.
The alpha nodded in response to the greetings and Jimin did the same. He didn't know any of them here and didn't know if he would be able to familiarize with all these names before the night ended. But as the head omega of the pack it was his responsibility. Studying with his mom helped him memorize a few important names so he thought he would be able to recognize a few at least.
The ballroom was decorated excellently and reminded Jimin of a royal ball. He felt as if he was the prince and Jungkook his prince charming. The omega chuckled at the thought.
The gala resumed with live music playing as soon as Jungkook took his place beside his father. Jimin grabbed a flute of champagne but didn't drink it. He needed to be level headed and after a few bitter experiences in events like these, he never drank when he was in public. So the flute was mainly for a show.
"We need to make rounds," Jungkook said after exchanging a few words with his dad. "I need to introduce you to the guests."
Jimin took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay. I think I'm ready."
The alpha wrapped a hand around his waist and pulled him closer before grabbing his flute of champagne and downing it. "You don't need to pretend," he said. "If you don't want to drink then you don't. If anyone has trouble dealing with it, then it's their problem." He flagged the waiter and grabbed a glass of orange juice. Jungkook sniffed at it before taking a sip. "Safe," he said. "You can drink this."
Jimin smiled. "Okay."
"You got me. Just relax and go with the flow, hmm?"
Jimin nodded again.
A few rounds into the introductions, Jimin was already thanking his mom for all the lessons she gave him during the past few days. And thanks to Jungkook's thoughtfulness, his throat wasn't parched. The scent diffusers inside the room did their job wonderfully. If not for them, he would be feeling suffocated with all the pheromones being emitted in the room.
The introductions went well for the most part. They greeted him formally and acknowledged his position as Jungkook's future mate and head omega. Some stared at him with real intrigue, some wary. Jimin didn't really mind. For he knew, he was now the top dog. People should fear him and not the other way around.
Jungkook left him with Taehyung sometime during the gala and joined Hoseok to meet a few people. Jimin spent time with his parents and brothers. However, his eyes never once left the alpha who was engaged in a serious conversation. He moved from one set of people to the other and Jimin sighed.
His eyes narrowed when someone approached Jungkook with an unmated omega in tow. It could have been the guy's son but Jimin didn't like the way the omega eyed Jungkook as if he was a piece of snack. It didn't help that the alpha looked so great tonight. His omega shifted inside him.
"It's exactly what you think it is." Taehyung sidled up to him. "Match making attempt."
Jimin growled low in his throat, eyes narrowing to form slits. His scent spiked a little.
"Jungkook is fair game in their eyes," Yoongi said, sipping his drink but his hawk-like eyes were pinned on the guy who was introducing the omega to Jungkook.
The alpha scrunched his nose, lifting a brow as he eyed the omega's extended hand. Jimin's chest rumbled. His fingers tapped on the orange juice glass. While he wanted to go over and set things straight, he was also curious to see what Jungkook would do. His response would decide whether the alpha was going to sleep inside or outside the nest. The wolf huffed in annoyance.
He is definitely sleeping outside if he shook his hand.
In the end, the alpha just nodded curtly and sipped his drink. Jimin grinned.
That's like it.
But the omega didn't seem to give up. He continued to chat up and Jungkook's knitted brow was the only thing that gave out his annoyance. Jimin's omega bristled. He thrust the drink into Taehyung's hand.
"Time to rescue my alpha," he sang as he strutted toward the small group.
Taehyung's low chuckle followed him. Jimin's eyes were on his alpha and alpha alone. His gaze once again narrowed at the smooth expanse of his chest that was left open for other's to ogle. The flawless skin appalled him to an extent his lips were pulling into a scowl. He should have left a mark or two there last night or this morning.
His Chelsea boots clacked as he approached the alpha. As if drawn to him, the alpha's gaze flicked to meet his. A brilliant smile spread on the alpha's face and suddenly everything else became a background noise for Jimin.
He walked straight to the alpha, not even bothering to greet the others. He wrapped his hands around his middle and stood on his tiptoes to kiss the alpha. The alpha's hand circled his waist immediately.
"Dance with me?" he asked and stepped back. He took the almost empty glass of scotch from his hand and thrust it into the omega's hand without even glancing at his face or noticing the stunned expression that was a result of his public claim.
The omega dragged the smiling alpha to the middle of the floor where a few people were slow dancing and talking. He hooked the alpha's hands around him and began to sway to the music.
"I don't dance in public," Jungkook said but continued to move with him.
"That's before me," Jimin grunted as he pressed his body more into the alpha. "You allow people to stare at your chest when it should have been only me." He pouted. "My wolf is possessive and I'm tempted to mark you up so others know you're taken."
Jungkook laughed. The merry sound filled his ears. "Oh, sweetheart, what's stopping you from doing so?" He tightened his hold on him and pulled him so tight to his body that Jimin felt his breath whoosh out of his lungs. He felt every line of the alpha's hard muscles pressing against him.
"This stupid gala?" Jimin countered with the same pout. His finger traced a line from his throat to the chest. "What was the need to leave these buttons open anyway?" he griped. "It's cold as fuck."
The alpha grinned. "I love it when you're possessive." He leaned forward, stopping short of his lips. "It's for aesthetics, baby. Someone said it makes me look mean as fuck."
"They lied," Jimin growled. "You look so fuckable."
Jungkook laughed out loud. He pecked his lips. "Wanna get out of here?"
Jimin's eyes lit up and his scent spiked, laced with interest. "We can?"
"Of course, dad is here. He can handle it just fine." Jungkook shrugged. "You can drag me out of here and have your way with me if that's what you want." He wiggled his brows. "I know your omega is already salivating and imagining all things you wanna do to me."
Jimin narrowed his eyes and slapped at his chest. The love struck couple didn't notice the audible gasps let out by people or how many were staring at their closeness with their slackened jaws.
"You did it purposefully. I know it." He stepped out of the alpha's embrace and pivoted on his heel. Jimin didn't have to look back to see if the alpha was following or not. He knew he would.
On the way out, Jimin caught Taehyung's eyes and gestured that he was leaving. His brother lifted his glass with a wink, mouthing 'have fun.'
"You too," Jimin mouthed and soon he was out of the ballroom and marching through the long corridors.
He heard another pair of boots following him and a whiff of sandalwood washed over him. It was laced with arousal, which brought a smile to his lips.
Before he could turn into another corridor though, he felt the strong arms grabbing him by his hips and pulling him flush against a strong chest. Sandalwood overtook his senses as warm lips latched onto his neck.
"Fuck! You smell so sweet," the alpha growled before turning him around and capturing his lips in a searing kiss.
Jimin moaned, craning his neck and opening his mouth to the alpha's seeking tongue. Jungkook backed him to the wall, kissing him deeply. Their chests heaved as they continued to make out in the open hallway. But soon it grew more heated and they wanted more. They were close but it was enough.
Jimin wanted more. No, he needed more. "Alpha, please..." he pleaded. "Want you close. Gimme more."
And more...he definitely gave. Jungkook kissed him messily as they stumbled into the nearest empty room they could find. Heat radiated off their skin.
The alpha's hands worked on their clothes faster. He pulled their pants down to reveal their cocks, but they were too impatient.
"Inside," the omega urged. "Inside me now."
The alpha only growled in response but the arousal in his scent spoke louder.
The omega found his front pressed to the door as the alpha slid inside him in one smooth thrust. He was too wet and slippery. The slick wet his entrance and some of it slid down his thighs. He didn't know how long he was able to hold back.
"Faster," he demanded.
Jungkook buried his face into his neck and did exactly what he asked for. Their breaths came out in short pants. Jimin's sensual moans and the alpha's pleasure filled grunts drifted around them. The slap of their skin and the squelching sound that accompanied only spurred them on.
The alpha hit the omega's prostate dead on making him moan uncontrollably. Jimin put a hand on the alpha's thigh, tapping him twice. Jungkook stopped moving.
"Sweetheart? Did I hurt you?" He pulled back immediately.
"No." Jimin turned in his arms, pushing his pants down his legs so he could free his leg. "Take me like this," he whispered. "I want to see you."
The alpha smiled. "Your wish is my command." He gripped the back of his thighs, lifting him and pinning him to the door before thrusting inside him again.
Jimin let his head drop against the floor, his body jostling with each thrust. His body went up and came down, eyes rolled to the back of his skull. His jaw was slack as he lost himself to the pleasure. It was euphoric.
"I love you, my baby. Can't wait to mark you," Jungkook growled.
"I want to mark you too," Jimin moaned.
"Wait until your heat, hmm? You can mark me all you want."
Jimin pulled the alpha down by his nape to kiss him. "Yes. Yes, I want that too. Don't want those random omegas to...oh...ngh...l-look at what's mine."
Jungkook smiled. "Yes, I'm yours. Only yours."
***
Next morning.
Jimin frowned upon seeing the text message from his brother.
From Seokjin:
Your results are in. Can you stop by the clinic as soon as possible?
Oh, bring Jungkook too. He needs to be here for this.
The cryptic text didn't make sense but if he wanted Jungkook there then it must be something important. Something in his scent must have given him away because the alpha stirred beside him. He glanced at him for a moment before taking the phone from his hand and reading the text himself.
"What does he mean? What results is he talking about?" Jungkook asked as he threw off the sheets and hopped off the bed.
"Ah, I went for a checkup because my heat is delayed," Jimin said. His scent began to give a soft note of anxiety as he wondered why his brother sent something like this.
They both had just woken up and it was the first thing Jimin noticed. The text was sent an hour ago. His brother was an early riser.
"Alright. Get dressed. Let's go and see what it is," Jungkook said as he pulled over a t-shirt and strode to the bathroom.
Jimin blew out a breath. It couldn't be something serious, right? But why would Seokjin want Jungkook there? He must have found something. He dragged his feet to the closet and changed out of his pajamas to a comfortable sweater and pants.
Maybe he wanted to run some tests on Jungkook too. For what? He didn't know. Or he found something worse that he thought he needed Jungkook there to comfort Jimin.
Jimin growled, forcefully shoving aside the unwanted thoughts. The clinic was just here. They would find out soon. Just then Jungkook exited the bathroom, drying his face with a towel. Jimin went in next. The alpha just grabbed him by his waist and kissed his temple before he went inside.
The omega quickly washed up and applied some lip balm before heading out. The sooner they got this out of the way, the better. Jungkook was on his phone when he came out. He smiled at the omega before walking out and Jimin followed.
The short trip to the clinic felt too long with Jimin's anticipation growing with every passing second. Seokjin better have a proper explanation for this. Jimin was almost on the verge of tears. The alpha's calming pheromones or the hand that was rubbing his back wasn't working. His heart hammered in his chest.
Just what Seokjin wanted to say. He read and reread the text. It gave nothing away.
Finally after a two-minute walk, Jin's office came into view. Jimin hurried forward, pushing the door open and entered the office.
"What did you find?" he asked.
Seokjin smiled. "Come inside first," he said and stood from his chair.
"What was that text about? Do I have some disease?" His panic rose.
Seokjin chuckled. "Oh, hell no. Just come over." He pointed toward the partitioned area that was equipped with a bed and ultrasound machine. "There's something I needed to check urgently and I can't say anything until I do. Is your stomach full? If not, I'll have to do an internal scan."
Jimin grimaced. A scan?
"Um...full I guess. I didn't pee because I had to hurry here. You didn't specify why I was wanted here anyway."
"Good. Now hop on and you'll find out shortly."
Jungkook came to stop by his side silently.
Seokjin didn't waste time. He spread the cool jelly in the ultrasound probe and pressed it to his lower abdomen. "We have enough water to do this test," he murmured to himself. "Let's see what we have here."
Jimin felt the seconds tick away and silence was killing him. He bit his tongue to keep himself quiet. Jungkook was a constant presence of comfort beside him. He rubbed his shoulder with one hand and held the other. He sported a deep frown as he stared at the black and white screen.
A soft gasp from Seokjin drew Jimin's attention to him. "What? What is it?" Jimin asked, ready to jump out of the bed.
Seokjin turned the screen toward him with an ear-splitting grin and his scent spiked with excitement. "There," he said. "You're with pup."
Jimin forgot to breathe. "W-What?"
"You're going to be parents," Seokjin said. "This is the uterus." He pointed, tracing the shape with his index finger. "And in here, those two teeny-tiny white spots, that's the embryo."
"T-There are t-wo?" Jungkook's eyes widened. He slanted a glance at Jimin who was too stunned to speak.
"Yes." Seokjin's smile widened as he showed them more of the screen. "I was really confused when I received the results this morning. Jimin didn't go into full heat and I wanted to see for sure. That's why I asked you both to come down."
"H-How?" Jimin asked after what felt like ages.
"It's possible, little one. Maybe your wolf suppressed it because of everything you were going through. And you might not have realized it...um...were you experiencing any increase in sexual urge more than usual?"
"I...don't remember?"
Jungkook chuckled. "If you want to know, we were in honeymoon phase and he never went knotless for a single night in a row since we became sexually active."
Jimin pinched the alpha's arm with a scowl, but heat spread on his cheek. He was okay with Taehyung knowing about his sex life but he was never that open with Seokjin yet even though he was his doctor.
Seokjin laughed, his ears turning red. "You're really shameless." He shook his head as he turned fully to face the monitor and printed it out. "He might be my patient but he's still my brother."
"That's why I gave you a censored version of the events," Jungkook retorted. "I didn't think you wanted to know how needy your brother was some days going as far to—mmph—"
"That's enough," Jimin growled, covering the alpha's mouth with a hand.
The alpha pulled his hand down. "Hey, I was just trying to narrow down when we conceived the two dots," Jungkook reasoned.
"Six weeks," Seokjin answered. "Now both of you stop. No more details. Save that shit for Taehyung."
Jimin blushed while Jungkook looked unapologetic. His scent was laced with pride.
"So I made two." Jungkook beamed.
"Alpha!" Jimin gasped.
"I mean...it was only our first attempt. I mean...we weren't even trying but wow...two." He grinned wolfishly.
Jimin sighed while Seokjin shook his head, pursing his lips to hold in his laughter. "We will get going then," he announced.
Jungkook grabbed the print out and held it in front of him like a trophy. Jimin shook his head. He was happy but there was also a tinge of shyness he was feeling for unknown reasons. His cheeks were flaring.
Before his feet could hit the ground though, Jungkook hoisted him in his hands. "What?" Jimin's eyes widened. "What are you doing?"
"Carrying you."
"I can walk."
"Not anymore. You're carrying my pups and I'm carrying you."
"Alpha!"
"Shh..." The alpha kissed his forehead. "Deal with it."
What?
If Jimin thought this would be over soon, he was wrong. Because as soon as the alpha reached the Kim family's den, he set Jimin on his foot and yelled at top of his lungs. "Auntie! Uncle! Look what we made. We made twins!"
***
The End.
And they lived happily ever after. There might be a few loose ends, but it's left open for a possible sequel. I knew they're there and I left it purposefully.
Jimin retires from modeling and opens a dance academy, where he teaches students in his spare time. He also has hired instructors to manage in his free time. At this point, they have twins. Jungkook is a whipped kookie to his chim chim and a wonderful father.
Jungkook's dad stayed back to enjoy his time with his grandchildren. He teaches them everything he knows. Taehyung and Yoongi are taking it slow. They exchanged promise rings but it'll take time before they mate. But Taehyung wants to be a parent in the future and Yoongi is secretly looking for options to surprise his boyfriend.
Jimin's parents are so happy and grandma Kim is finally past the trauma. The love and laughter of her grandchildren is healing her.