siriusly-yoongi

[siriusly-yoongi]

when is chapter 30 of she wants to be saved coming out?

Well, I just posted chapter 29 a couple days ago, but Ive been working on the next chapter. I dont have a solid answer for you unfortunately. It could be a few days or it could be a week or so. It shouldn't be a while month like last time though I promise itll be sooner

[siriusly-yoongi]

She wants to be saved chapter 29

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Pairing: alpha BTS × omega reader

Chapter Warnings: I don't really know what to put for warnings, mentions of suicidal thoughts, mentions of self-harm, lots of time skipping,

Word count: 5222

It's a little longer than my usual chapters. I'm sorry it took so long. If you didn't see my post, a family member passed away and I've been having trouble finding motivation to write because of it.

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YOU

Sitting in that dumb room with your therapist, you remain silent. This is your second appointment and it's not going much better than the first. The only difference is that this time you weren't dragged in crying.

"Would you feel more comfortable if maybe one of your mates joined you?"

You shrug.

"Would you like to go get one of them?"

Using any opportunity to get the hell out of that room, you nod. You get up and leave the room, walking down the long hallway to the waiting area.

You push the door open and grab Yoongi's arm, trying to tug him out of his seat.

"Okay, okay, I'm coming." He laughs softly

Once he gets back into the room with you, you push him to sit down, then push your way into his arms, not caring if it's inappropriate to do so in a therapy session. You're gonna sit on his lap, damn it, and no one's gonna stop you.

You hang onto him like a koala, nuzzling your face into his neck. You don't hear a thing the therapist says or what Yoongi responds with. Not a damn thing. At some point, you fall asleep because you find yourself waking up back at home, still wrapped around Yoongi.

"Well, good morning sunshine. You slept through therapy and the ride home," Yoongi laughs.

You whine and tuck your face into his neck, but he just continues to laugh at you.

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It's been a few months now, and you're doing better. It's early October, and you're currently lying in the den with Yoongi, curled into his chest. Everyone else is at work.

You're okay with being alive now; you still have bad days where you don't want to be alive, but you haven't tried to act on it for a while now.

You still struggle with the self-harm, but you're working on it, and your body can finally accept food without immediately rejecting it. Though your mind doesn't let you eat in peace, it's a constant struggle.

You spoke in therapy for the first time a couple of weeks ago; you didn't say much, but you made some progress. After the first few weeks, you would speak with your phone, but your first verbal response came not that long ago.

You've yet to rebuild the nest or make any sort of noises that link you to being an omega. You know the boys won't harm you if you do, but for some reason, you can't bring yourself to do it. You've taken to burrowing, though. That's progress, right?

Yoongi has you pinned underneath him while he scents you, lying completely on top of you. He licks and bites at the skin of your neck, pressing sloppy kisses to your scent glands.

You can feel the purrs deep in your chest, and you push them down, not allowing the sound to escape. But it's difficult, and it makes it hard to enjoy what's going on when you're so focused on not purring.

It's later in the day, so of course, the rest of the boys will be getting home soon, but that thought kind of slipped your mind. So when you feel someone press against your side, you yelp and flinch so hard it's almost embarrassing.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you, princess, I'm so sorry!" Taehyung presses a kiss to your temple, an over-exaggerated frown on his face as he looks at you.

You just huff and look at Yoongi, who stopped his scenting. You're not very pleased about that.

"Oh, was I not supposed to stop?" Yoongi raises an eyebrow, moving off of you and pressing himself into your side.

You whine loudly, pulling on him.

You miss the look Tae gives him before he grabs your wrists and pulls them behind your back as he flips you onto your side. He holds your wrists against your back in one hand, his other hand on your stomach to pull you flush against his body.

Yoongi watches with amusement as you squirm.

It starts with Taehyung scenting you while holding you down, then Yoongi joins in. The Namjoon gets home, and he wastes no time in taking your shirt off so they can mark up your stomach.

You're whining and squirming as the 3 of them scent you and suck marks onto your skin. Taehyung eventually lets go of your wrists so he can hold your head to the side to get better access to your neck.

Jin walks in next, and you can't see him, but you hear him gasp. "So pretty," he mumbles to himself, but you hear it and you whine at him, your cheeks going pink.

You don't last much longer after that, ending up deep in omegaspace.

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You're home alone and you're stressed out. You haven't been left alone in the house since you got back, and you don't know what to do with yourself.

You end up burrowing in the den for a while, but it's not enough to calm your mind. Reluctantly, you pull the pile of blankets apart and lay a few down to cover the mattresses. You roll up a few blankets to make lazy walls; you'll reinforce them later. And you leave it at that. You don't want to pour your heart into making a nest only to have it destroyed.

Really, you know your boys wouldn't do that to you. Hoseok even, you don't think he would. But the fear still lingers.

It's Wednesday, and Namjoon just went to the store so he's the first one back home. He walks into the room to find you fussing with the walls. You said you'd reinforce them later, but the walls are bothering you since they aren't completed.

You stop your fussing and look up at him. Namjoon stands in the doorway with a smile on his face, just watching you.

"Can I come in?"

You nod, and he quickly joins you in the nest. He lies down and you cuddle up into his side, only to quickly pull away when you smell another omega on him. Not like he just brushed against someone accidentally, this omega's scent is all over him.

You automatically assume the worst. He found a better omega. He secretly wants to replace you. You aren't a good enough omega. He's gonna-

"Baby? Baby what's wrong?" Namjoon's soft voice breaks you out of your thoughts. The room smells like burned cookies.

You get up and run upstairs, hiding in your room. He brought an unfamiliar scent into your nest, that's like one of the top worst things you can do besides coming in without permission and destroying it.

You don't come out of your room until dinner time and you're silent the entire time. You're lost in your head. Why would your mate let someone else scent them so heavily like that? Namjoon didn't do anything wrong so you can't be mad. You aren't mad. You're more sad than anything. Hurt.

"Baby what's the matter? You've been acting strange since I got back home." Namjoon looks at you with worry written across his face.

You shake your head and get up to leave the table.

"Hey," Yoongi grabs your wrist and pulls you back. "We talk through things in this pack. We don't bottle up our feelings and ignore the problem."

"There's no problem!" Your words come out snappy when you don't mean for them to.

"Y/n!" Namjoon scolds you, only making you more upset.

You can't even talk right, he probably wishes you would stop talking all together again. Maybe this new omega is silent and that's why he likes them better.

You don't say a word after that, even when they try and speak to you, you stay silent. You'll prove you're a good omega. You don't want to lose your mates. You like them. Hell, you'd even say you love them. You love them... what if they don't love you?

You don't want to be replaced.

You sleep in your own room that night. Well, you lie there awake all night. You don't come out until everyone is gone, well, everyone but Yoongi, he's working on his music in his room. You can hear him playing his guitar

His door is open, so you sneak in and sit in the corner on the floor, the same place you built your first nest.

Yoongi notices your red eyes and puffy face pretty much immediately, and he sets his guitar down.

"Come on, come here." He sighs, opening his arms to you.

You rush forward into them, tucking your face into his neck.

He rocks you both back and forth, rubbing up and down your back.

"Tell me what's wrong, kitten. I can't fix it if I don't know what "it" is."

"Alpha doesn't want me" you whisper. You aren't sure why you referred to him like that and not by name. It just came out that way.

"Who doesn't want you?"

You ignore his question. "He found someone better, and I'm gonna get replaced because I don't want to share! Mine! Mine.." Tears roll down your face as you start to get upset.

You don't know how 7 alphas manage to share one omega between them. The thought of sharing your alphas with another omega makes you violently angry and upset. They're yours. They're yours! You don't care how selfish that is. They're yours. Your alphas. Your mates. The scent on him wasn't the scent of another mate; it was just an omega. If it were another mate, you might be able to handle it, but it wasn't.

"Hey, hey, no one is replacing you. I promise you. I don't know what you're talking about, but I promise you're not being replaced." he wipes away your tears with his thumbs, cupping your face.

"Tell me what happened. Why do you feel like this?"

"Joonie!" You sob, only managing to say his name.

Yoongi's expression darkens. "What did Joonie do to my kitten, hm?"

"Omega. Joon. Found a better one." You choke out, getting way too worked up.

"Joon found a better omega? Why would you think that?"

"He brought their scent into my nest. He was covered in it." You speak so quietly, embarrassed and ashamed for even feeling this way. You feel like you shouldn't be upset over it, but you can't help it.

"He let another omega scent him!? And then brought that scent into your nest?" Yoongi growls

You nod, lip trembling.

"I'll talk to him, okay? I promise he's not replacing you."

You stay cuddled up with Yoongi for the remainder of the day until Namjoon gets home.

While the two of them are talking, you fall asleep on Yoongi's bed. But you wake up on Namjoon's lap, on the couch.

He notices you're awake and squeezes you a little tighter. "I'm sorry, baby. I shouldn't have brought their scent into your nest like that. I saw my friend at the store the other day, and he had his omega with him. Well, I found the omega first; he'd gotten separated from his alpha, and he recognized me, so he ran over to me. I helped them find each other again. He hugged me afterward, and I didn't even realize he scented me like that. I'm sorry, baby, I should've been more careful."

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You wake up to 6 alphas in your face, all squealing and yelling like excited little kids.

Your body is sore, and you feel like you can barely move. You've heard people joke and say you won't be able to walk after sleeping with certain guys, but you never actually thought it was a real possibility. Then again, you've never met anyone quite as.. large.. as Namjoon.

It took a while, but you finally let Namjoon fuck you. Which means you're now fair game for any of the others to sleep with, and you know they're all super excited.

You would be excited, but you can't get over the sharp pain every time you move. Maybe Namjoon was too big.

You groan and roll over to face Namjoon, tucking your face into his neck. You're both naked, bodies tangled together under the blankets.

"Shh, you idiots. She was sleeping!" Namjoon scolds the rest of the pack, making them all fall silent.

"My turn! My turn!" Jungkook grabs you under the arms and pulls you away from Namjoon.

You whine loudly as the cool air hits your bare skin. You're not concerned with the whole pack seeing you naked. You're way past that by now.

You learned pretty quickly how open and comfortable the pack is with each other, and it wasn't too difficult for you to slip into the same routines.

You let Jin groom you regularly now. He loves helping you wash your hair and making you smell nice.

You hear someone gasp; your eyes are still closed, so you're not sure who it was. Then you feel someone run their fingers over your neck. You hiss as they graze over the fresh mating mark on your skin. You can tell it's Jimin by his scent now, but you open your eyes anyway. Namjoon is still lying in the nest, a smug smirk on his face.

"OH MY GOD YOU'RE OFFICIALLY PACK!" Taehyung practically screams, running over and taking you from Jungkook, spinning you around.

You groan and push at his chest, wanting to curl back up with Namjoon.

You now have a fresh bond, its gonna make you want to be close to each other for a few days.

"Okay, okay. Give her back." Namjoon laughs and reaches out for you.

Tae whines like a child, but gives you back to Namjoon. You curl up against his chest, a soft purr slipping past your lips. He's warm under the blankets; you were cold out in the open air with no clothes on. You tense up. You still haven't purred since the incident, and you know they won't hurt you. You trust them, all seven of them. But there's still a part of you that's afraid after what was done to you.

Namjoon just kisses over your new mark. "You're alright. Such a pretty noise from our omega, don't you think?" He says to no one in particular.

You get six varying confirmations. And slowly you let yourself start to purr again

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Hesitantly, you push open Hoseok's door. You trust him, you know he won't hurt you again, and he'll protect you. But emotionally, the two of you are still somewhat rocky. You're not sure where you stand with him. You love him, but you're not sure if you're in love with him or not. And you can tell he's in the same boat. Everything is always awkward, and neither of you knows how to make the next move.

You're still only mated to Namjoon, even though it's been a month since he marked you; you haven't actually slept with any of the other boys. Well, besides Yoongi. He was inside of you the same night, but he didn't mark you.

It's early spring, and the air is still cold outside, but there's a pretty bad storm going on right now. It doesn't normally storm this time of year, yet so when the thunder started, you weren't prepared for it.

You had a rough day today. You woke up and nothing seemed to go quite right. It's just one of those days. So you're overwhelmed and overstimulated and just need to cry it out.

Tears drip from your cheeks as you walk into his room, he's asleep on his bed. It's the middle of the day and usually he's awake, but of course, the one time you need him, he's sleeping.

You hesitate, afraid to wake him. Afraid he'll send you away. Maybe you should just go call Yoongi. But he's busy. So is everyone else. Tae might not have any customers right now, it's not a typically busy time.

"Y/n?" You flinch at Hoseok's voice.

Well so much for not waking him.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He sits up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"It's thundering.." you whisper, feeling silly for being upset over a little bit of thunder

"Come here, petal, it's okay." he opens his arms to you, and you slowly sit on his bed, then crawl into them.

He wraps his arms around your body and pulls you close, your head resting on his chest.

He takes a few over exaggerated breaths and you try and match them, eventually calming down.

He rests his hand on the back of your head the way Yoongi usually does, and it immediately makes you relax, your body melting into his.

"Yoongi..." you whine, and he shushes you softly.

"I know, I know. You want your Yoongi."

Your eyes flutter closed, content to just lie here with Hobi. You don't know why you expected him to get upset. He isn't like that, not anymore.

He hums a soft melody you can't quite place, rubbing up and down your back

You don't know when you fall asleep, but you wake up when Namjoon tries to pull you away from Hoseok.

Your face still feels puffy from crying so you couldn't have been asleep for long. So why is Joon home so early?

Hobi growls, a low, deep warning. Telling Namjoon to back off.

Namjoon goes still, and his expression darkens. "Did you really just do that?" He asks in disbelief. "I am your alpha!"

You giggle, quickly slapping a hand over your mouth.

"You're lucky she's here, otherwise I would've put your ass back in your place, Hoseok." Namjoon growls, storming out of the room.

Well someone is in a mood..

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The next person to mark you was Yoongi, which is a surprise to no one.

It happened in the middle of the night, you couldn't sleep in the den without Yoongi there and he had chosen to sleep in his own room.

You'd gotten up and gone into his room only to find him lying awake.

It started out with a lot of scenting and then it just kind of escalated from there.

Now you're lying on top of Yoongi, wearing nothing but his shirt, a fresh mark on your skin right next to Namjoon's. Yoongi has one from you as well now too.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!" You wake up abruptly to Yoongi yelling at Jungkook. "WHY ARE YOU IN MY ROOM? GET OUT!"

You sit up and rub your eyes as Jungkook skitters out of the room like a scared animal.

You've never seen Yoongi act like this before.

He comes back over to the bed and practically tackles you, rubbing his cheeks all over your neck and chest. He scents you so much that you start to feel all loopy and fuzzy.

During breakfast, Yoongi makes you sit on his lap and he practically force feeds you until you feel like you're going to pop.

"No, babe, I'm okay. Thank you," you whine as Yoongi tries to feed you another bite.

He just growls, mumbling something under his breath about you being too skinny.

When Yoongi heads to the bathroom a little bit later, you take your chance and run to Namjoon, interrupting his conversation with Jin as you collide with his chest.

"Woah, hey, what's the matter, baby?" Namjoon wraps his arms around your body.

"Yoongi won't let me breathe," you huff, lightly scenting his chest with your cheek.

Namjoon runs his thumb over the fresh mating mark on your neck and you tense up. You've kept it hidden all day and haven't told anyone yet. How did he know?

"Shh, it's okay. Everyone reacts differently to a new bond. Yoongi gets very.. protective.. apparently," he laughs softly. You love his laugh.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US?! WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN!?" Jin yells, clearly very excited for you.

"Last night," you mumble into Joon's chest.

Jin walks over and pulls your shirt down so he can see, squealing like a teenage girl seeing their celebrity crush.

Before anything else can be said, Yoongi reappears and his eyes land on you in Namjoon's arms.

His expression fills with what you can only describe as pure rage as he lunges at Namjoon.

Namjoon barely moves as Yoongi collides with him, taking a small step back to balance himself, but nothing more.

Yoongi starts yelling, talking so quickly that your brain doesn't comprehend a single word he's saying.

"Yoongi, calm down." Namjoon's voice is calm, but it's clear he isn't playing around either.

Yoongi continues, trying to rip you from Namjoon's arms.

"Yoongi.." This time it's more of a warning, accompanied by a soft growl.

Yoongi grabs you and pulls, but Namjoon has a tight hold on you, so what ends up happening is you get squished. He pulls you quickly and abruptly, so it knocks the air from your lungs, leaving you gasping as you try and regain your breath.

"Yoongi!" Namjoon growls, shoving Yoongi away "Stop it. Now."

Yoongi grabs your waist and pulls downward, trying to slip you out of Namjoon's arms, and it works; however, he pulled so hard that it also threw you to the floor. You hit your head on the edge of the counter, crying out. That hurt.

"YOONGI!" Namjoon's arm wraps around Yoongi, pulling his back against his chest. Namjoon's other arm comes up, and his fingers and thumb go on either side of Yoongi's jaw, hand on his neck as he tilts Yoongi's head backwards at an uncomfortable-looking angle. Not quite choking him, but controlling his head like you do with a venomous snake.

"That's. Enough."

Yoongi squirms for a few seconds before going still.

You've never seen Namjoon actually use his position as pack alpha to force the others to submit to him.

Jin rushes over and lifts you to your feet, checking you over to make sure you're okay.

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"You're just so pretty! And you're ours! Can you believe that?" Jimin sobs as he looks over at Tae. Jimin is propped up with his arms on either side of your shoulders, his tears dripping down his face and onto your skin. Tae is lying off to the side, his fingers wrapped around your wrist, just to maintain contact with you.

You can't help but smile up at the two of them.

But your body hurts, you wince as you reach up to wipe Jimin's tears away.

Youve never been with 2 of them at once before. And while you thoroughly enjoyed it, your body is not used to it.

Jimin eventually calms down, pressing a few sloppy kisses over the two new mating marks on your skin.

Jimin cried on and off for the next few days. While Tae just became possessive. Not as bad as Yoongi did, though. He refused to let you get more than 3 feet away from him for a week. A week! Dressing you in his clothes and practically drowning you in his scent.

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Jin came next, and you had one hell of a week after bonding with him.

As soon as you two were mated, he got up and pulled you up with him, dragging you to the other room where the rest of the pack was. Both of you are completely naked, by the way.

"Look." Jin's voice is laced with pride. You're not sure if he's proud of himself or if he's proud to have you as a mate. Either way, he wanted to show you off.

For the next week, he paraded you around, showing your mating mark to anyone and everyone who would listen to him talk about his special omega.

He was telling total strangers about this, and you had to stand there and pretend not to be embarrassed.

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Jungkook didn't act much differently after marking you. He was a bit more clingy, but for the most part, nothing changed.

After the rest of the pack's reactions, you actually thought maybe something was wrong. That Jungkook didn't actually love you that much, maybe that's why he wasn't reacting.

You are though.

You want to be inside of his skin. He's too far away, and you feel like you're going to have a panic attack every time he leaves the house.

2 days after he marks you, he was at work and you were home with Yoongi and Taehyung.

Yoongi walks out to find you sitting on the couch crying your eyes out.

"Kitten? Jagi, what's wrong?" He rushes over to you, pulling you into his arms, but it doesn't help this time.

"Nothing," you sob, it's a very poor attempt to lie.

Yoongi pulls you even closer so you're pressed right against his chest.

No one even knows Jungkook marked you; he made such little fuss about it that no one noticed a difference.

"Kookie" you whimper, holding onto Yoongi's shirt.

"What about Kookie, Kitten?"

"He's too far away!"

Yoongi looks at you, confused, for a few seconds before moving your hoodie to check your neck, letting out a heavy sigh.

"He should know better than to leave his omega alone after mating with them" he shakes his head

"I don't think he loves me anymore." You probably sound pathetic, crying like a little girl because your boyfriend is too far away

Yoongi holds you for the next few hours until Jungkook gets home. Yoongi gets up and walks over to Jungkook, grabbing him rather harshly. You can't hear what he's saying other than a few words ever so often, but he sounds angry.

Jungkook growls and storms off upstairs, presumably to shower.

He comes back down a little while later, wet hair clinging to his face, and looks at you. His face immediately softens when his eyes land on your red eyes and drying tear stains.

"Oh, puppy..."

He comes over and sits down, pulling you onto his lap.

"I'm right here, it's okay." He shushes you softly.

You're okay now. He's here, so you're okay.

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You've been mated to 6 of your mates for a little over a year now. Everything is going pretty good. You've gained a significant amount of weight, no longer looking like a walking skeleton.

You step out of the shower, which you can do on your own now, and dry off, getting dressed.

Hoseok is getting ready to leave as you walk downstairs, so you quickly throw your shoes on and run outside, letting yourself into his car.

He looks over at you and smiles, "I was planning to invite you, petal"

You smile back, shrugging.

Your relationship with Hobi is kind of complicated.

You love him just as much as you love your other mates.

But you're not in love with him...

Okay, sometimes you're in love with him....

You don't understand.

Some days he's your best friend, and you're okay with that, you don't need anything more.

And then other days, you look at him and your chest just hurts because you know you cant have him like that. And you want to.

You go to a few stores with him, but you don't really get much. Today is one of those days when you wish he loved you as more than just his best friend. But he doesn't.

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HOSEOK

We're sitting in a random parking lot, the back seats all put down, and a blanket laid over them so it's like a little bed. We have a few pillows scattered around us as she's sat between my legs, her back to my chest.

There's a movie playing on my laptop and we're both struggling not to fall asleep.

I wake up when I feel her moving. I open my eyes to find her already looking up at me.

"What time is it?" She mumbles, pressing her face into my chest.

I smile and check my phone "It's nearly 11. Shit, Namjoon is probably wondering where the hell we are."

I check and sure enough I have a bunch of missed calls and texts.

I quickly text Namjoon and tell him we fell asleep and not to worry, then I put my phone back away and close my laptop that's still open.

"We should probably head back now, petal," I rub her back, trying to keep her awake.

"I want you to mark me" she mumbles and I tense up.

"I know you don't love me, but I hate feeling empty, like part of me is missing all the time."

The way her voice shakes makes my heart break

"Petal, I do love you, I love you very much. I just, I can't be with you. You have to understand"

I know the empty feeling she's talking about. I feel it all the time. It's the bond wanting to be completed.

"We don't have to be together. You can still be my best friend." She pleads with me, and I cave.

"Alright. If that's what you want." I smile, I'm not against being mated to her, honestly, I kind of like the idea. Being marked by my best friend.

She marked me first, then I marked her. It's not how mating marks are supposed to be done, there's supposed to be sex or physical intimacy of some kind.

As I was marking her, I noticed something off with her scent. It's sweeter, and there's something else I can't quite place.

I don't have much time to think about it, though, because there's this static-like buzzing in the back of my mind now. It's faint, but it's definitely there.

What the fuck is that

I freeze as I hear her voice inside my head. She definitely didn't say that out loud.

I think we can talk to each other in our minds?

She jumps, clearly startled by what I can only assume is my voice in her head.

She looks over at me with wide eyes, and I can't help but laugh.

"Namjoon's gonna hate that we can shit talk him without him knowing."

She laughs too, leaning into me.

This was a good idea.

I catch her scent again, and this time it registers.

"Well, we're in for a fun week," I smile at her, and she looks at me, confused.

I forgot she's never been in heat before, she likely doesn't recognize the symptoms of pre-heat.

I don't want to freak her out, so I decide to wait until we get home to tell her. In case she doesn't take it well.

Once we get back home, i take her hand and lead her inside.

"Stay here okay?"

She nods and I walk into the den, waking up both Namjoon and Yoongi.

They both look at me with murderous glares, especially Yoongi.

"She's in pre-heat and I don't know how to tell her."

They're both up and out of the room before I can even finish my sentence.

I walk back out into the living room just as Namjoon is telling her.

"- and an omega's first heat is usually the worst"

"Does it hurt?"

The three of us look at each other with worried looks. We didn't realize she didn't know what to expect. We thought she would've been taught like everyone else is in school.

"Yes baby, it hurts"

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A new chapter will be out hopefully tomorrow or the day after. Im sorry it took so long. <3

[siriusly-yoongi]

Im sorry for the lack of posts. A family member passed away rather suddenly, and I've had a hard time finding the motivation to write. Im trying to throw together a chapter for you guys but its been rough

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She wants to be saved chapter 28

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Pairing: alpha BTS × omega reader

Chapter Warnings: I don't really know what to put for warnings, suicidal thoughts and actions, implied self harm, PTSD,

Word count: 3661

I don't like this chapter. There are only gonna be a few more chapters. I have a very busy week coming up so updates may take longer.

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YOONGI

The following two weeks were rough. Really rough.

She absolutely refuses to talk about what happened, which would be fine except that the police want her to come give her version of events.

She's terrified to do anything that even slightly relates to her being an omega. She purred briefly when I was scenting her and I've never seen such terror on someone's face. She pulled away from me so quickly and had a full-blown panic attack. It took nearly an hour to calm her down.

Every time she eats her body just blatantly rejects the food which is a really bad sign. She can still drink water and juice and keep that down so not all hope is lost.

She was sleeping in my room with me but starting a few days ago she's withdrawn completely. She wont go near any of us and she stays in her room as much as humanly possible.

She rarely speaks if she's spoken to first, and every time we walk past her room, it smells like blood.

She went back to the doctor after a few days, and everything looked good. She still has a bit of a cough from the smoke, but they said it should clear up on its own.

We're all worried.

I'm sitting in my room when I hear commotion upstairs. I ignore it, focusing on my laptop and the track I'm working on, figuring it's just the boys arguing.

"NO, I NEED THAT! GIVE IT BACK!" Hearing her voice catches my attention; she's shouting, and I can tell she's crying from how her voice trembles.

I quickly stand and exit my room, making my way upstairs. She and Jimin are in the bathroom, Jimin is holding a bottle of medication out of her reach while she tries to grab it. There are pills scattered across the floor like they'd been thrown, and amongst them are a couple of razor blades. She's crying, tears leaving wet stains on her pink cheeks.

My heart sinks.

I call for Namjoon, my voice panicked despite doing my best to keep it even.

"No kitten. No, you're okay. Come here." I struggle to find words as I grab her and pull her into my arms.

She struggles against me, but it doesn't do her much good.

Namjoon comes upstairs and when he sees the scene unfolding in front of him, he pulls her from my arms into his own.

She hits his chest, struggling against him too. He doesn't even flinch.

"Shh, breathe, baby. Just breathe." Namjoon takes exaggerated breaths until she starts to copy him.

Eventually, she just breaks down, crying into his chest. Namjoon sways gently with her, not rushing her to calm down.

"Did you swallow any of the pills, baby?"

"Only a couple..." she sniffles.

"If it was only a couple, you should be okay. I'm gonna need you to stay by one of us for the next few hours. Okay?"

She whines, but nods.

"Good girl" he whispers, kissing her temple.

"Why didn't you come talk to one of us? We would've helped you.." Jimin looks heartbroken.

"No."

"No?" I reach out and pull her away from Namjoon, pulling her into my arms.

She nods against my chest.

"You need to tell us when you're feeling like hurting yourself or taking your life. We're here to help you. We don't want to lose you babygirl. We can't lose you, not again." Namjoon's voice shakes as he rests his hand on her back.

"We just got you back, princess... don't leave us again." Taehyung's watery voice comes from the top of the stairs.

She just whines at him.

She sticks with me for the next couple of hours, well, sort of. She sits in the corner of my room with her blue blanket, avoiding looking at me.

"Why are you suddenly avoiding us?" I turn to face her.

She shrugs, focusing her eyes down toward the floor, picking at the fluff on her blanket.

"We missed you.. We were so scared we'd never see you again." My voice trembles a little bit. I always get a bit emotional when talking about this. It's hard not to.

She stands up and comes over to me, climbing onto my lap and wrapping her arms around my neck.

"I'm sorry." She whispers

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YOU

Three times. You've tried three times over the past week to take your life, and every damn time, the boys have stopped you. It's getting annoying to be honest.

You don't want to be here. What about that do they not understand?

They keep a constant eye on you now and it's driving you crazy. You can't say you blame them, though. You understand why they're doing it.

It's currently one in the morning and you're laying in Yoongi's bed, wide awake. The nightmares and the flashbacks just won't stop. You can feel their hands all over your body and it makes you feel sick. You're dirty, you feel so, so dirty.

You sneak out of Yoongi's room and head for the front door.

"Where are you going?"

Jungkook's voice makes you jump. Shit.

"Outside" you mumble, rushing out the door before he has a chance to stop you. Why the hell is he even awake?

You faintly hear him shouting Namjoon's name before he's running after you.

You manage to lose him, somehow, but you continue to run.

You're heading to the bridge again. You know it's only a matter of time before they catch up to you so you'll have to do this quickly.

You make it to the beginning of the bridge, but don't even get to take one step onto it before arms circle your waist and pull you into their body.

You struggle and thrash in their grip, trying to get free, and by some miracle, you manage to escape. You run toward the edge, footsteps following after you. Close but not close enough to grab you.

"NO! PLEASE! BABY PLEASE DON'T!" Your steps falter, he sounds desperate as he pleads with you. You can hear the tears in his voice and it makes you stop.

You're a few steps from the edge and Namjoon is a few feet away from you, he doesn't come any closer.

"Please babygirl..." his voice breaks as he cries.

You don't even know how he knew you'd be coming here. He must've driven, there's no way he could've beaten you there otherwise.

"We'll figure something out, I promise! This isn't the answer." He pleads with you, begging you to step away from the edge.

You take a step closer to the edge.

"No, no, baby, no. Come here. Just.. just come here okay?.. okay?.." The way his voice trembles makes you hesitate. But then you remember what awaits you if you don't do this.

The nightmares, the flashbacks, the guilt and shame, the pain. The concerned looks of the boys as you stress them out, make them worry. You don't want to burden them any further, nor do you want to live like this.

You go to take another step, but Namjoon seems to remember he can use his alpha voice on you.

"Stop. Come here."

Your body goes rigid and you do as you're told, having no choice but to obey his command.

He grabs you as soon as you're within reach and he holds you tightly, his arms around your body.

"No! Why don't you understand? Why won't you just let me die?!" You shout at him, throwing your fists into his chest as hard as you can. Which isn't very hard since your body is weak from not being able to eat much, but the effort is there.

He grunts, but doesn't budge, doesn't let go of you. "Please! This is what I want! You said I had free will! Just let me go! Please!" You plead with him, and all he does is cry harder.

"I will not let you die, not like this."

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After a silent ride home, filled only by the sounds of your combined sniffles, Namjoon has to practically drag you into the house.

You're met with a very angry Jin. You're not sure if he's angry at you directly or if he's angry at the thought of losing you, either way, his anger is aimed toward you. His heavy gunpowder scent makes your stomach hurt, and you whine softly as he marches up to you and grabs your face.

"No! You do not get to leave us again, do you understand? For nearly two years, we all suffered, all 8 of us. You suffered more than we did, and I'm not trying to downplay that, but we suffered too. We love you, and we spent so much time and effort looking for you. We've given you everything we possibly could. You don't get to leave again. That's not fair! It's not fair to us and it's not fair to yourself. You're struggling, I understand, lovey, I do okay. I've been there, I get it. I know you don't want to hear me say it gets better but I promise you it will. But it's gonna suck. It's gonna be miserable for a while. But you don't get to quit. You have to push through it. We need you. I need you! Okay?"

You try and look away but he doesn't let you

"You're hurting the whole pack!" You hear Hoseok growl, making you flinch.

"Is that what you want? Hm? To destroy all of us?"

"Hoseok.." Namjoon warns, but he continues.

"No! Don't baby her! Her death would destroy all of us and you know it! She needs to know it! She's obviously not gonna stay alive for herself so stay alive for us! You're hurting us! Is that what you want?" Hoseok is yelling at you. Properly yelling at you. You don't like it.

You shake your head, soft sobs making your shoulders shake.

"You won't tell us what happened so we have no way of helping you! You won't let us hold you or comfort you! We can't fix it if you don't let us in! You're being selfish! You're only considering yourself and your feelings! How do you think we feel? We have to worry about you all the time! All the time! This is the 4th time in a week you've tried to kill yourself! You need serious help and I don't know why Namjoon isn't forcing you to get it but if he doesn't, I will! I will drag you to a therapist and hold you down! I will command you to talk if I have to! You will cooperate and you will get better! Are we clear?" He's practically screaming at you now.

"Yes alpha" you choke out, freely sobbing by this point.

"Okay, okay. That's enough. You've made your point." Namjoon gives Hoseok a look while Jin pulls you into his arms and hugs you close.

"Shh, you're okay. I'm sorry I yelled at you. Jin pulls you to sit on the couch with him, sitting you on his lap as he rests his chin on the top of your head.

You lay against his chest and cry. You end up crying yourself out because the next thing you know, you're waking up squished between Jin and Taehyung, with Yoongi by your head and Jimin by your feet.

You carefully try and get up, but Jin's arms quickly tighten around you.

"Where are you trying to go?" He grumbles, voice raspy and deep from sleep.

"Bathroom" you mumble, squirming in his hold as you try and get up.

He eyes you suspiciously but lets you get up. You head into the bathroom. Once you finish and wash your hands, you sigh and slide down the wall. The floor is cold against your bare legs and it reminds you of that basement.

Its enough to send you spiraling. Your breathing picks up and you start to choke and cough as tears blur your vision.

"I'm okay. I'm okay," you repeat quietly to yourself, but it doesn't work.

You choke on a sob as you pull your knees to your chest and lay your head down.

Arms wrap around you and you're pulled into a warm chest. Your eyes are closed, but from the warm vanilla and cedar you know its Hoseok.

You push against his chest, hyperventilating.

"Shh, petal, breathe. You have to breathe."

"I can't! I can't!" You sob, your words all broken up.

"You can, yes you can. I know you can." His voice is soothing and low, helping you relax a little bit.

It takes 20 minutes but you do eventually calm back down.

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"So, Y/n, can you just tell me a little bit about yourself to start out with?"

You sit and stare at the wall, ignoring the therapist as she tries to make conversation with you. Namjoon dragged you here crying and kicking, literally. You do not want to be here. Yet here you sit, on the stupid grey couch across from the stupid blue chair that she sits in. Drying tear tracks make your cheeks feel sticky and your eyes are still puffy even though you've stopped crying.

You begged and pleaded for Namjoon to not make you go and he didn't listen. Your alpha didn't listen. You feel betrayed. He left you with this lady that you don't know. He left you here!

There's a desk in the corner of the room with a black rolling chair and a laptop. There are some papers on the desk and a notebook. There are a couple of shelves with toys and games, for younger kids and teens, you assume. And there are some stupid inspirational quotes over bright, colorful paintings hung on the walls.

You want to go home.

The lady is wearing scent blockers so you can't get much of a read on her. You don't like that.

"Would you like to write instead?" She tries to be accommodating.

She seems nice enough, you think, but you refuse to interact with her.

Namjoon can force you to go but he can't force you to talk. Well, technically, he can but you don't think he would use his alpha voice to make you speak. He doesn't seem like the type to do that unless it's necessary.

You continue to ignore her as she tries to get answers out of you. You pick and pull at a loose thread on the couch, focusing anywhere but on her. You manage to tune her out, getting lost in your head.

After your hour is up, you quickly leave the room, ignoring her promise to see you next Wednesday. Every Wednesday, you're going to have to do this shit. You wish the universe would just kill you now... maybe that's why you need therapy to be fair.. but still.

"So how'd it go?" Namjoon smiles at you as he stands up.

You just glare at him, anger written all across your face.

"You didn't say a damn word, did you?" Yoongi sighs, standing up as well.

You shrug and make your way out the door and to the car.

The ride home is spent with them trying to get you to talk to them, but you refuse. You're being petty, you know you are, but you can't bring yourself to care right now.

As soon as you get home, you go out into your shed. You destroyed what's left of your old nest and curl up on the mattress.

You turn on the TV and try to focus on that but you mind keeps wandering to other things. It starts out innocent enough. Your anger toward Joon, then it drifts to the boys as a whole. Then to the reasons that they might hate you. Then all the reasons that they want you gone. Then to all the reasons why you should just die. And you find yourself spiraling.

"Kitten? Kitten!" Your head snaps up as Yoongi calls out to you.

He's crouched in front of you. When did he get here?

"I've been trying to get your attention for a solid minute jagi. Where'd your head go, hm?"

You've decided you're mad at Yoongi too. He tricked you into going to therapy, too.

Your eyes narrow as you glare at him.

"Kitten, come on. It couldn't have been that bad." He tries to reason with you.

Yes it was

You use your phone to speak for you, not in the mood to use your voice today.

You don't love me and you want me to suffer

Hearing that read out loud, you realize how dumb it sounds. Maybe.. maybe therapy would be a good idea.. maybe. It's a big MAYBE.

"Omega, listen to me." Yoongi grabs your chin and tilts your head so you're looking at him. You don't fight him.

"That is the biggest load of bullshit I've ever heard. We made you go because you are already suffering. And we don't want you to suffer anymore."

You nod as best you can with him holding your face.

He lets go and picks you up instead, carrying you into the house without another word.

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Anxious isn't a strong enough word to describe how you're feeling as you pace back and forth in your room, pulling your hair because no matter how you have it, it doesn't feel right and you can feel it touching you. You hate that it only goes to your shoulders, the ends always brushing against your skin and making you irritated.

Its almost 3 in the morning and you just can't seem to settle. You haven't nested in nearly 2 years, you know that's probably why you're like this. You ignore all the urges, your instincts pulling you to nest. It's exhausting.

You decide you need to color your hair. You liked the red and you want the red back. Not this blonde. Plus, your roots are showing by this point and it doesn't look good.

You grab your phone and head downstairs, making it 2 steps out the door before someone grabs you.

"What are you doing?" It's Jimin.

"Store" you mumble.

He sighs, before slipping on his shoes and following joining you outside.

"Come on, I'll drive you."

He doesn't argue or push any further and you're grateful for that.

He drives you to the store and you immediately head for the hair dye section, grabbing a box of bleach and a few boxes of red dye so you can touch it up when you need to without having to come back to the store. Jimin grabs some bleach and pink dye.

You checkout and Jimin drives you back home.

You change into the shirt of Jungkook's that you have from the last time you dyed your hair and go without pants. The shirt covers your underwear enough.

You insist you can do it yourself; however, Jimin doesn't let you, putting the bleach into your hair himself, then doing his own.

You let it sit then rinse it and dry it, then repeat the process with the dye.

By the time you're both done, it's nearly 6:30. It's Saturday, so no one else should be up yet.

Jim takes your hand and leads you into his room. You climb onto his bed and he crawls in after you, pulling you close to his chest.

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It's Saturday afternoon, the pack had great reactions to your and Jimin's hair. But right now, you are having a hell of a time existing.

Omegas are sensitive to sensory input and can become overwhelmed very easily. When denied comfort, like nesting, this sensitivity becomes a million times worse.

The light is buzzing and the electricity is making noise and Jungkook keeps huffing at his video game. Your clothes are touching you and so is your hair, the floor is too textured on your feet but it's too hot for socks. Its windy outside cause it's about to storm and you can hear it whipping against the house. You're overstimulated and you can't seem to calm yourself down.

So when Taehyung runs over and hugs you, you just break down.

He immediately lets go of you. "No don't cry! I'm sorry! What did I do? Yoongi!!" He whimpers like a sad puppy, calling for Yoongi to come and fix you.

You're in tears, sobbing your heart out as you slide down to the floor and curl in on yourself.

Everyone falls silent and Yoongi rushes over to you

"Can I touch you kitten?"

You quickly shake your head, not wanting any more stimulation.

"What's happening?" You hear Jungkook ask no one in particular. No one answers him.

After a while, you reach out to Yoongi and he doesn't hesitate to pull you into his arms. You bite and scratch at his chest and shoulders. You're not sure what drove you to do that, but you did. You don't stop until you've ripped through his shirt and he has bloody scratch marks all over him. None of your bites pierced his skin.

Once you stop you're breathing heavily but you're calmer now.

"Easy kitten, easy." Yoongi shushes you softly, tucking your face into his neck as he picks you up and brings you to the den.

All the blankets have been washed and they sit untouched in the corner. You didn't rebuild a nest for them.

You want nothing more than to burrow into those blankets right now.

You ignore the urge and lay down with Yoongi, watching as he falls asleep. You're unable to.

You move out of his arms and slowly inch closer to the pile of blankets.

"Go ahead, lovey. It's okay." You jump, startled by Jin's voice.

Slowly, you climb into the pile, burrowing down into the middle of it. Instantly, your body relaxes, and you melt into the blankets.

[siriusly-yoongi]

Ahhhh the new chapter 🥲❤️ loved it

thank you!!

[siriusly-yoongi]

I really like how you have done your latest series of fics, and I'm glad your also taking time to value your health and own life.

Awe, thank you🖤🖤

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She wants to be saved chapter 27

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Pairing: alpha BTS × omega reader

Chapter Warnings: I don't really know what to put for warnings, abuse, mentions of rape, throwing up,

Word count: 4759

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YOU

You don't know how long it's been, all you know is that it hurts. Everything hurts. Your body hurts.

You look down at the bracelet around your wrist. The one with the 8 colored beads. You barely remember their names now. You struggle to name all 7 without really thinking hard. Hell, you hardly remember your own name. You're just called "omega" around here.

For the past however long, you've had information drilled into your head and any time you tried to resist or said or did something that didn't align with what they told you, you had the life beaten out of you.

Any and all omega behaviors were quickly beaten out of you within the first few weeks. You were constantly reminded that nesting was bad, purring was despicable, and hissing was absolutely not allowed. No keening or mewling, no chirping and no burrowing. No omega behaviors.

There are other omegas here too, you don't see them frequently, but the "boss" as he calls himself, uses other omegas as examples. This one was caught trying to nest, or this one was caught hissing, as the poor omega stands there, bloodied and bruised.

You were put into a room the first day you were brought here. It has a small window at the top corner that's barred off; you assume you're in some kind of basement. There are no other light sources in the room so it gets really dark at night. Darkness is now a fear of yours.

There's no bed, no pillows, no furniture at all. You were given one flimsy throw blanket, one of the cheap thin ones that never last long, and leave fuzz all over your clothes. You've never cared for pink, but that blanket has made you despise the color entirely.

You do have a bathroom attached to your room though. It caught you off guard, to be honest. You don't think everyone gets one though; you think you just got lucky. There's no shower, just a toilet and a metal sink.

The concrete floor is cold, it's always cold even during the summer months. You don't know how long you've been here but you assume it's been around 2 years, if the leaves that fall and pile up by your window in the fall are anything to go by.

You're woken up early every morning and expected to stay awake until it gets dark, only then are you allowed to sleep again. It's not enough sleep for omegas to function properly. You're exhausted 24/7 and it's really hard to think rationally.

You're made to wear scent blockers to hide your overly sweet omega scent. They cut your beautiful long hair to your shoulders, and bleached it blonde.

You cried. You cried a lot that night. You loved your hair. It was the one thing you've always had control over, so your hair was a safety for you.

The whole point of this place is to get omegas pregnant and have pups. The alphas will be taken and treated like royalty, while the omegas will be forced into rooms and made to have children over and over again.

You have obviously yet to get pregnant, you've still never gone into heat, and considering you barely get fed around here, you won't be going into heat any time soon.

That doesn't stop them from trying, however. You've been bred and raped more times than you can count, at least once a day but usually more. You're just a toy to these alphas, a hole to take a knot.

Its getting dark now...

You lie down on the cement floor and wrap your thin blanket around your body as you curl up. Sleep doesn't come easily, it never does. Even though you're exhausted, lying on concrete makes it hard to fall asleep.

You do though. Eventually.

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You can't breathe. All you can see is thick black smoke surrounding you as you cough and choke. The smoke burns your lungs and throat, pulling tears into your stinging eyes.

You're in one of the upstairs rooms, on the bed, half naked. One second you had an alpha on top of you and the next, you were surrounded by thick black smoke. The alpha got up and ran out as soon as smoke started to fill the room. That was a few seconds ago. You panicked and were unable to move for a good 30 seconds.

You find your shorts and quickly pull them back on. In hindsight, you shouldn't have wasted time putting your clothes back on, but you weren't thinking clearly.

The alpha left the door open so you rush through it, only to find the whole floor engulfed in flames.

You scramble around the flames as best you can, covering your mouth and nose with your shirt to try and block out some of the smoke. It doesn't help much.

You find the stairs and quickly run down them, luckily, they aren't full of flames.

As you run through the main floor trying to find the exit, you find yourself growing more and more dizzy until your vision blurs and you hit the ground. You don't get back up.

As your eyes slowly start to close, a few tears slip past your lashes. At least it smells like Jimin. Angry Jimin, sure. But it still smells like one of your mates. And you smile, because for the first time since you've been here, you feel some sort of safety. Your last breaths are filled with the scent of one of your mates. That's a happy enough ending in your eyes.

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JIMIN

I groan and slump against the wall of the hospital. It's Wednesday, so Namjoon isn't here yet, which means I can't go and slump against him until I drive home. Ugh.

My shift just ended and I can't wait to go home. I haven't been working much lately, but for some reason today I felt the need to. Like something was pulling me here.

It turned out to be nothing though; it was a pretty uneventful day. An old lady fell down and cracked her head open. A little boy broke his leg, a pretty bad compound fracture. And some teenager overdosed at a house party. Pretty typical stuff.

"Jimin. I need you to not freak out." My ambulance partner suddenly runs up and grabs my arm. He's a smaller alpha, but he's strong. A man who goes by Kai, I don't know his actual name. Kai has this look on his face, like what he's about to say is going to wreck my soul.

"What? What's happening?" I take a deep breath and try not to panic before I even know what's going on.

"There's a huge fire in one of the mansions in the rich part of town." He pauses, but it looks like he has more to say.

I breathe a sigh of relief. I thought this was gonna be something that concerned me. Now don't get me wrong, I'm concerned about the fire, just not personally.

"Why would I freak out about that..." I mumble, I'm too tired for this.

"Well, they arrested over 20 alphas for raping and abusing omegas. For breeding them like dogs and taking their pups away."

I bite my bottom lip, sighing. I mean, i feel bad for the poor omegas, but I still don't understand how this concerns me. He must see it on my face because he takes a deep breath before he continues.

"There's this one unidentified omega. She's got a long scar running down her chest between her breasts. I know your mate had a scar like that and I just thought... I don't know it's been almost 2 years, so it might be wishful thinking, but just in case, I thought you should know."

I swear I feel my heart stop and my blood run cold. Y/n. What if it's her? Oh god, part of me wants it to be her because I just want to find her. But another part of me really hopes it's not her. Because if it is her, she's been living a nightmare for the past 2 years.

"They're bringing her here." He adds, and all I can do is nod.

I rush back outside to wait.

When the ambulance arrives, there are actually a few that arrive at the same time so I watch closely as each person is wheeled out.

Tears pool in my eyes as I finally see her after almost 2 years. I don't get a good look at her condition, but from what I do see, it doesn't look good. I see her face, and it's her. It's Y/n.

I want to run after her but I know I'll just be in the way so instead I grab my phone and make a call.

Jimin[5:26]: outgoing call

"Hey Jiminie." Namjoon sounds tired; he always sounds tired.

I open my mouth to speak but a sob is all that comes out.

"Jimin, baby, whats wrong?" Namjoon is immediately on edge, I can hear it in his voice.

"They- the fire- and the alphas were arrested- breeding the omegas- the fire- the omegas-" I cant get a full sentence out no matter how hard I try and explain, my words coming out in broken sobs.

"Minnie, honey, breathe. Breathe baby breathe." His voice is soothing but it does little to calm me down.

"They- they- she- Joon- she" I choke, "Y/n."

I hear a sharp intake of breath, then a slow shaky exhale.

"What about her?"

"She's- hospital."

"She's at the hospital?" He asks, his voice shaking.

"Mhm" I hum, sniffling.

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"Namjoon, why did you drag me to the hospital?" I hear Yoongi's voice before I see him.

Namjoon and Yoongi meet me in the hallway, and Yoongi stops mid-sentence when he sees me crying. "Babe, I don't want to b-" he's quiet for a few seconds before looking between the two of us. "Okay, what's going on?" He asks, he's nervous now.

I've calmed down enough to talk by now, so I explain the best I can. "So there is this huge fire going on right now in the rich part of town, opposite end of where we live, well not like we're opposite and poor, cause we aren't, we have a lot of money but-"

"Babe. Focus" Namjoon interrupts me. I ramble when I panic sometimes.

I take a breath and continue. "Anyway, apparently, a bunch of alphas were arrested for raping and abusing omegas. I don't have the full story, but I talked to one of the police officers while I waited for you to get here and what happened was a bunch of alphas were caught and arrested and one of the ones that weren't caught used gas and set fire to the house to try and destroy evidence with everyone still inside which is how the fire started. They found 13 omegas so far and they've arrested at least 20 alphas. A few are injured so they aren't entirely sure how many total there will be but that's not relevant. So there was this unidentified omega with a scar on her chest and when they brought her in-"

Yoongi cuts me off "Y/N!"

I nod and he covers his face, struggling to not cry.

"Is she okay?" He asks, voice shaking

"I don't know. I only saw her briefly. I tried to go into her room a minute ago but they wouldn't let me in."

We ended up waiting in that waiting room for 3 hours. Apparently Joon didn't tell the rest of the pack why he and Yoongi left so quickly so they're still in the dark.

A doctor comes over and talks to us for a while, I don't pay too much attention.

She didn't get too badly burned, just a few burns here and there. Most of her injuries are from previous instances the doctor tells us. Her eyes are open but she isn't responding to anything the doctor adds as well.

At least she's alive, I can relax a little knowing she isn't actively dying.

The doctor seems to talk forever before finally leading us back to her room. Namjoon opens the door and goes in first, followed by Yoongi, and I'm last.

Seeing her in the light of the hospital room makes mt heart sink. If I thought she was skinny when we first met, then she's skin and bones now. She's so thin that even her face looks sunken in.

She's very pale and she has dark circles under her eyes, like she hasn't gotten enough sleep in a long, long time. Her hair is cut to her shoulders, and instead of the vibrant red she left with, it's now bleached blonde. Her hair is a mess of tangles and knots, it looks like it hasn't been brushed since she left, if I'm being honest.

She's wearing short shorts and a tank top, both of which are smeared with dirt and what appears to be dried blood. She has cuts and bruises in different stages of healing all over her body and she once again just looks fragile.

She's staring blankly at the wall, looking like she's struggling to stay awake.

She has no scent, so I can only assume she's wearing scent blockers. It reminds me so much of the first time I met her and it's making me feel sick. How did we let this happen? Tears fall freely down my cheeks as I look her over.

She does smell heavily like smoke, though, and it smells like me, and I feel sick for finding that comforting right now.

She also smells heavily of other alphas. When you have sex with an alpha, it leaves a distinct smell on you, more than just their scent. Omegas leave a scent as well, but it's not quite as strong. Betas don't. Basically if you've had sex with an alpha or an omega, everyone around you will know about it unless you take a long shower, and even then it's sometimes still there. I can smell multiple different alphas on her in that way, and it makes me angry, but I try and keep my scent in check so I don't freak her out.

"Y/n? Baby, can you look at me?" Namjoon stands next to her bed, not yet trying to touch her. His voice is soft, like he's speaking to a frightened animal, as he tries not to spook her.

Immediately, she turns and looks at him. Too quickly. It takes me a second to put the pieces together but then it clicks. She's just obeying blindly, doing as she's told to avoid consequences. They broke her down and turned her into this obedient, mindless.. I don't even know what!

"You remember us? Right?" I ask quietly, afraid of the answer. She nods and I smile, just a little.

Yoongi is the one who dares to touch her first, reaching out slowly to pull the scent blocker patch off her neck. She doesn't resist, but the fear in her eyes is very visible.

Burned cookies.

It's no surprise she's distressed.

Yoongi seems to fight with himself for a few seconds before climbing onto the bed behind her, having her sit between his legs as his arms loop around her body.

"Yoongi.." Namjoon warns, his tone low.

Yoongi ignores Namjoon as she slowly turns to face him, sitting on her knees between his legs. She moves extremely slowly, like she's expecting to get yelled at for what she's trying to do.

"It's okay, kitten. I'm yours jagi, what are you wanting to do, hm?" Yoongi kisses her forehead, and she flinches. She flinches away from Yoongi of all people. Her Yoongi.

Hurt and anger flashes across his face but he covers it up pretty quickly.

She carefully and slowly moves to sit with her legs on either side of his body, folding her legs behind his back as she lays her head on his shoulder.

Yoongi gently rubs her back and I watch as she slowly relaxes into him.

"There she is." He whispers, looking up at Namjoon.

Its only 9:30 by this point, but she looks exhausted, her eyes half closed as she fights to stay awake.

"Why don't you get some sleep, babydoll. Yoongi will keep you safe. We all will." I try and smile at her, but she looks unsure.

"Did they not let you sleep when you needed to?" Namjoon grumbles, holding back a growl. When she nods, all three of us growl lowly, making her flinch.

"You can sleep whenever you feel like it, kitten. You can sleep all day if you want to." Yoongi rests his head on top of hers.

Her eyes slowly flutter closed, and after a few minutes, her body goes limp against Yoongi, her scent evening back out to her sugary cookie dough.

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Sleeping on top of Namjoon, on a hospital couch, is about as comfortable as you'd imagine. I wake up around 6 when the doctors come in to check on her. Yoongi and Namjoon are still asleep. Joon didn't end up going into work last night, for obvious reasons.

The doctor tells me we can bring her home, but they want to check back up on her in a few days, just to make sure there's no lasting effects from the smoke and her burns are healing.

I wake Namjoon up and he groans, but sits up.

"We can take her home!" I whisper shout, looking over at her.

Namjoon mumbles something about calling the pack as he stands up and steps into the bathroom, presumably to call the pack.

That leaves me with the pleasure of waking Yoongi. I shake his shoulder "Yoongi, get up, we can go home."

"Fuck off," he slaps my hands away, pulling the omega closer to him. She just snuggles into his neck, still slowly, her eyes on me the whole time like she's expecting me to tell her off.

"Yoongi," I grumble, shaking him again. He growls at me, causing her to tense up. That makes him lift his head.

"No, no, I'm sorry, kitten. It's okay," he rests his hand on the back of her head, tucking her face into his neck.

"Not a single one of them answered me, so I guess she's a surprise.." Namjoon mutters as he walks out of the bathroom and over to the bed.

"Can I carry you, babygirl, or would you rather stay with Yoongi?" She looks up at Namjoon with wide eyes, like she's shocked she even has an option.

"God, what did they do to you?" he whispers, reaching out to cup her face with his hands. She flinches but doesn't pull away.

"Do you remember what it was like living with us? How we treated you? What you were allowed to do and not do?"

She nods.

"Well nothing has changed baby, not a damn thing. You have free will."

She chews on her lip, her eyes on the floor. Namjoon sighs.

As we walk out of the room, an officer stops us and asks to speak with Y/n. And I internally groan. I wanna go home and go back to bed.

We sit out in the waiting room for almost 2 hours while they speak to her before she comes out of the room and looks around. When her eyes land on Yoongi, she goes to try and run to him, but she stumbles and almost falls. Yoongi is quick to get up and rush over to her, lifting her up on his back.

I want a piggyback ride!

Yoongi has been a recluse since she disappeared. I haven't touched him in probably close to a year. I miss him. And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't jealous of her right now. And of him too. I want to be close to both her and Yoongi.

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YOONGI

Namjoon walks through the door first, and I stay behind him, holding the omega in my arms.

"Why did nobody answer their phones?" Namjoon growls, and I hear 4 jumbled responses all at once.

"Well, I was trying to give you a heads up about this, but since no one answered..." he steps to the side, revealing her in my arms, and all 4 of them gasp.

Jin and Jungkook both burst into tears. Hoseok stands covering his mouth. And Tae just kind of whimpers before quickly rushing forward to try and pull her from my arms.

Namjoon grabs him, pulling the smaller man into his arms to stop him. "No, Tae. She's afraid. Slow down."

Taehyung wilts, whining. Namjoon just kisses his pouty lips.

She untucks her face from my neck, making a soft noise that sounds like she's in pain.

"Are you hurting, baby? What hurts?" Namjoon asks softly, gently rubbing up and down Tae's arm and shoulder to keep him calm.

"Everything... headache" she whispers, her voice so low i can barely hear it and she's right up next to me.

"She said everything, but she has a headache." I repeat louder for everyone else to hear.

"Well, breakfast is almost ready, after that maybe you could go lay down with Yoongi" Jin suggests as he gets back to making breakfast.

Jin hasn't made breakfast in months; maybe he had a feeling something was happening. He and Namjoon have a strong bond; maybe he felt something through it.

It's done after another 10 minutes and I sit down with her in my lap. I tired to put her on her own chair but she clung to me.

We decided not to push her body too hard right now, considering it looks like she has barely eaten in the 2 years she was gone. Jin sets a plate in front of her with cut up mango and strawberries.

She eats it without any complaints, to the surprise of all of us. She finishes it, but it only lasts about 10 minutes before she gets up and runs to the bathroom.

I hold her hair back while she throws up the contents of her stomach. I rub her back, too.

Once she's finished, I lift her up and carry her back to the table. She doesn't try and eat anymore, but she does drink some of Jungkook's juice after he offers it to her.

"The nest in the den is basically just a bunch of blankets bunched up on the floor by this point. We haven't washed it the whole time you were gone... I think it's time we wash everything and you can rebuild it if you'd like to." Namjoon smiles at her, but she tenses up, rapidly shaking her head.

"Hey, breathe, it's okay. You don't have to, we aren't going to make you." I pull her closer to my body, exchanging a worried look with Namjoon and Jin.

"Why don't you want to nest? I thought you loved nesting." Jungkook asks, earning a slap to the back of his head from Jin.

"I was just asking!" He whines

"Bad" she mumbles, making the while table go silent.

"Bad? Nesting is bad?" Taehyung looks at her with concern written across his face.

She nods and everyone frowns.

"You're allowed to nest.. Joon wouldn't have offered it if you weren't allowed to." Hoseok speaks quietly. I think he missed her a lot more than he'll ever admit to, and I think he's nervous that she's still afraid of him.

She looks like she wants to say more, but she hesitates. I pull out my phone and hand it to her "Your phone is old by now, we'll get you a new one.. plus we don't know where it is."

She gives a small smile and starts typing.

Omega behavior is bad.

Everyone stills.

"Do you think that's true?" Namjoon's voice comes out quiet and shaky, sad.

I don't know what I believe anymore

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After breakfast it was shower time; she's so dirty.

"Do you want to go on your own or do you want me to come with you?" I ask.

She thinks on it for a minute but ultimately decides she wants me to go with her. I'm glad she still seems to trust me, I think she still trusts all of us, she's just a little cautious right now. Yes, she flinches away a little but again, but she doesn't pull away or panic like she did the first time around when she was terrified of us.

I peel her shirt off of her body and gasp, biting back a growl. Her whole stomach is bruised and her back and sides have lash marks, like she was whipped with something. Whatever she was hit with and whoever hit her were strong enough to break skin, so there were scabs all over her skin. This poor omega.

"Can I have Joonie come and look at you, babes? I want him to see the injuries."

She squirms a little, clearly not too fond of the idea, but she ends up nodding.

I open the door and call for Namjoon, who's at the door in a matter of seconds.

"Look what they did to her." I sigh and step to the side so he can come in.

He gasps, a soft growl rumbling from his chest. "What did they do to you, baby?..."

Namjoon pulls her shorts off and the deep growl that he lets out even startles me.

Her inner thighs and hips are so badly bruised, dried blood caked onto her skin between her legs. Those alphas are sick.

There's a knock at the door "Can I help? I need to help? Is she okay? What's going on?" It's Jin and he's bordering on frantic.

Our instincts have started back up again, stronger than before. Now that she's close, the bond has reactivated, and seeing her hurt and dirty is driving us all crazy. Jin especially.

"Can Jinnie help, baby? He'll probably be the best one at detangling your hair." Namjoon sounds nervous.

She slowly nods and I smile. I'm glad she's still trusting us, well, trying to at least.

I let Jin in and he has a similar reaction upon seeing her body. "Oh, lovey... our poor girl.." he coos gently.

I get undressed and get in the shower with her in my arms. Joon and Jin stay clothed, not wanting to accidentally freak her out.

As far as we know, she's been abused and taken advantage of by alphas for almost 2 years straight. Having a bunch of naked alphas around her might trigger something.

"Can we join you in the shower or would you rather we wait out here?" Jin smiles, not wanting to pressure her into anything.

She swallows hard, then nods.

Namjoon and Jin strip and join us in the shower.

I have her sitting on the floor between my legs, my back against the wall and her out of the water spray. I'm not sure how well she handles water right now so I've yet to get her wet.

Namjoon is sitting to my right and Jin to my left. She leans back into my body as Jin gets to work on gently washing her body, being careful of all her injuries.

She whimpers when he accidentally presses too hard over one of her burns and Jin quickly apologizes, my grip on her body tightening.

She doesn't let Jin wash her face so I do it. Her whole body tenses up and she whimpers and whines as the water goes over her face, but she doesn't panic like she used to.

After her face and body are clean, Jin wets her hair and washes it quickly before separating a small section and coating it in conditioner. He takes a brush and starts at the bottom, carefully untangling her hair one section at a time

It takes almost 30 minutes of brushing to get it untangled.

Once her hair is rinsed, we all get out and get dried off. I pull my clothes back on while she goes to her room to change into some clothes. Hopefully, her clothes still fit her.

She comes back out wearing fuzzy pajama pants and a hoodie of mine I haven't seen since before she disappeared.

"Do you want a new one kitten? One with my scent still on it?"

She nods slowly and I smile, taking her hand and leading her down into my room. "Pick whatever you want jagi"

[siriusly-yoongi]

She wants to be saved chapter 26

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Pairing: alpha BTS × omega reader

Chapter Warnings: I don't really know what to put for warnings, bad eating habits, guns, I'm sorry,

Word count: 2659

Do we want a happy ending or do we want a sad one. Let me know.

I know it's kind of short, but it felt like a good place to end the chapter

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YOONGI

Namjoon comes in the door carrying Y/n and immediately hands her to me.

"Her damn ex wouldn't release a command on her and she couldn't breathe. I had to force her to breathe and it made her drop." He growls.

I kiss her head, holding her close to me as I notice Taehyung's expression. "Tae? What's wrong?" I can see that something is bothering him. Something beyond just her dropping.

"I left her alone. It's my fault. He could've gotten away with her. He almost took our omega..." his voice breaks halfway through.

"But he didn't." I look at him

"No, but-"

"But nothing. She's here, she's safe. That's what matters. She isn't hurt. And you've learned for next time." I'm not the best with reassurance, but I do my best to make Tae feel better

He still looks upset so I walk over and hand her to him. Her head falls onto his shoulder as she looks up at him. It's unclear if she can actually see him or not, but I know she can hear us cause she turned her head earlier when Namjoon was talking.

Taehyung sighs and takes her to the den. I follow and lie down on my back. Taehyung lays her down on my left side then goes to lie on the other side of her but I pull him onto me instead. He clearly needs some love.

He immediately relaxes into me, tucking his face into my neck.

"I don't think I've been this close to you in months...." he whispers, holding onto me like I'm about to disappear.

I feel bad, I know I'm not the most touchy person, but I didn't mean for it to be months.

"I know, I'm sorry." I kiss his head, rubbing my hand up and down his back. "You know how much I love you. Right?"

He nods, snuggling closer to me. "I love you more."

"So cheesy" I smile, shaking my head

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The drop only lasted about 24 hours, so by Monday afternoon she was back to normal. Mostly.

She didn't really want lunch, so we just snuggled up on the couch. She's smushed between Tae and me, purring softly as she's half asleep.

One thing I've noticed since she came out of the drop is that she keeps checking her phone. More than usual. I didn't think much of it at the time, but I end up growing to regret not asking about it not long after.

During dinner, she sat and picked at her food, like she would do when she first got here. I know she's hungry, I could hear her stomach when she was lying with me not that long ago.

"Why aren't you eating, baby" Namjoon leans over and speaks softly, trying to not draw too much attention to her.

She hasn't said a word either. Which isn't totally uncommon. Some days she simply just doesn't speak, but she's been doing so much better lately.

She doesn't respond to him, just continues to pick at her food.

Her phone is lying face down on the table and it buzzes, which is odd because last I checked she didn't have anyone's numbers but ours. I'm not saying she can't have other people's numbers in her phone, too, of course, I just wasn't aware of any.

She picks up her phone and the color drains from her face. Her breathing picks up and she slowly turns to stare out the front window.

"Kitten?" I'm confused and slightly concerned, something is wrong.

Everyone looks over, they must hear it in my voice.

"Baby? What's wrong?" Namjoon reaches out to touch her but she quickly pulls away.

I don't know why, but I just have this pit in my stomach. Something isn't right.

I just barely catch something move outside and my body bristles defensively.

"Who's outside?" My voice comes out more stern than I mean for it to and I can see her tense up even more.

Everyone stiffens and turns to follow her gaze out the window, but we see nothing.

"Baby, you need to tell me what's going on. Now." Namjoon's voice is still soft, but it's blunt, harsh.

She just slowly hands me her phone then gets up and heads for the door.

I look down at the screen and growl. Its a picture of her, of us, sitting at the table, taken through the front window.

Unknown number[6:08]: Come with me and I wont hurt anyone.

"Y/n do not go outside." I drop her phone onto the table and quickly go to rush after her, but she already has the door open.

"Come here. Now." I use my alpha command on her. I feel bad, I hate forcing her to do things, but I feel her safety is at risk here.

She stills immediately, but turns and rushes over to me, the door left open.

Namjoon, who has now seen the text, stands and walks over. He grabs her face, a bit rougher than I think he means to "You do not put your safety at risk like that for us, ever. Do you understand me?"

She swallows hard, but nods.

Namjoon doesn't let go of her face.

"Yes alpha." She whispers and only then does he let go of her face.

She has red marks on her cheeks where he grabbed her, like I said, I think he was a little rougher than he meant to be.

I pick up the scent of another alpha and my head snaps up just as the rest of the pack growls. A man is standing just past the doorway, his eyes on y/n.

No one has a chance to move before a gun is pointed directly at the omega.

"If any of you move, I shoot her"

Everyone stills immediately.

The next few moments are a blur. One second she's stood in front of me and the next he's commanded her to go outside and get into his car. She does as she's told. Not like she has much choice.

He keeps the gun pointed at her the whole time and none of us dare to move or speak. We wont risk her life like that.

In hindsight, maybe we should've taken that risk. Maybe we should've risked a possible gunshot wound. We have a doctor and a paramedic in the house. It's unlikely his man has great aim; he's just an average guy as far as I'm aware, not some sharpshooter with perfect aim. There's a good chance he wouldn't hit anywhere lethal, and we could save her. But there was also the chance that he could've killed her. And it's hard to say whether or not we made the right choice.

The second that man is out the door, we all run after him, but as we step outside, he's shutting the door to his car.

And then they're gone. Shes gone.

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"Its been 2 weeks Jin!" Namjoon shouts, slamming his hands down on the table.

Its August now, she has been gone for 2 weeks and we have no idea where to look. We went to the police immediately and Jin has been working on her case non-stop. They searched his house but she wasn't there.

They found him a few days ago, but she was nowhere to be found and he's been refusing to talk.

The distance from her is making us all crazy. We haven't marked her yet so its not making us sick, but the bond is partially formed so were all restless and unsettled, quick to anger and agitated.

"I know.. I know.." Jin sounds so defeated.

We all feel like we've failed her.

I've been sleeping in my room again, well I haven't been sleeping much, but I haven't been in the den most nights.

I haven't worked on a single song. I just feel hallow.

Its been 2 weeks without having an omega glued to my side, and as much as I thought i hated touch, I sure as hell miss having her there. She was always there.

You'd think it would be annoying. Having no space or privacy from your girlfriend. Constantly having someone there and hardly having time to yourself.

But it wasn't like that with her. It was never like that. She was the light that kept me from slipping into the darkness. She gave me a reason to come home and not drown myself in my work. She was my reminder to take breaks, to shower and eat. I used to suffocate myself in all my work. Working nonstop with no breaks. Always trying to prove something, prove that I'm something.

With her, I didn't need to prove anything. Id come home after a long rough day, and shed greet me with that big smile and those big sparkling eyes of hers and it made every little worry and all the stress just fade away.

She pulled me out of a hole I didn't realize I was in until I was out of it.

Her scent isn't lingering on my skin anymore and it's driving me insane. I baked cookies earlier, breathing in the scent of the cookie dough for just a little bit too long.

I miss her.

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NAMJOON

I walk through the door of the house, slipping off my shoes and hanging up my keys.

I head upstairs and take a quick shower, its just after midnight and the pack is asleep.

Once I'm dressed in just some pajama pants, I head into the den and wrap myself around Jin.

The nest she built is hardly a nest anymore. Its just a mess of blankets now. The walls have long since flattened out and her scent is nowhere to be found. Its even faded from her room and her shed.

Both places have remained mostly untouched. We all silently hope that we'll find her, but no one speaks of it anymore. Her disappearance is officially considered a cold case. It's been almost 2 years with absolutely nothing. No trace of her.

It's early June, last summer was really rough. This summer will be rough too. We didn't have her around long but she already meant the world to us.

I feel like the worst pack alpha in the world, I've been working long hours, I'm barely home. Whatever it takes to drown out the noise, to distract myself from thinking about her.

Jin has been working every single day from 6am to 9pm. We don't eat breakfast together anymore. Or dinner. Jin loved to cook and groom his mates, but that disappeared along with her. No more being herded into the bath so he can scrub us down, no more brushing our hair, no more warm breakfasts or delicious dinners. Just work. He's trying as hard as he can to find her, but it all seems to lead to dead ends.

Yoongi has buried himself in his work as well, he's constantly in the studio but he's never any closer to completing his songs. He acts fine, but it's clear he's struggling. She was our omega, our mate. But she was Yoongi's. Her heart was his and his heart was hers. Yoongi went back to being cold and closed off. I miss our soft Yoongi. The Yoongi who always wanted to hold hands, he wasn't one for physical affection but he loved to hold someone's hand. The Yoongi that would sleep in the den and occasionally allow some cuddles. The Yoongi who would give quick kisses throughout the day and even allowed us to hug him or wrap our arms around him every now and then. I don't think I've touched him in nearly 7 months. Not even a quick kiss. He's lost weight, a lot of it. And he's always tired. So so tired.

Hoseok, he's been struggling too. He was only just starting to warm up to her, but I think deep down, he cared. She was his mate, too. He sits in her shed sometimes. He's careful not to touch or disturb anything. He sits on the floor, never on the mattress where her blue blanket lies forgotten. Where her messy nest sits untouched, the faintest bit of her scent still lingering on the fabric that no one has the heart to disturb. You don't break an omega's nest. What if she comes home and it's only to see that her nest has been destroyed? Sure, it'll probably be the last of her concerns by this point, but just in case.

Jimin hardly works anymore. He doesn't have the energy to help people anymore. He spends most of his time in his room, searching online for anything that could possibly help. Anything on her ex. Her ex is in jail now, for abducting her and because they found child porn on his computer. He still refuses to give away any information on her whereabouts. Even if it's just her body, at least we'll have some sort of closure. Jimin doesn't cling to Tae anymore; they were inseparable, but I guess it's too painful to be close to anyone anymore.

Taehyung. Oh Taehyung.. she was his princess. He adored her. They had a rocky start but once they bonded, they were close. Tae barely eats, barely sleeps. He spends his time lying on his bed staring at the ceiling. We often find him sitting on her bedroom floor, tears trailing down his cheeks. He's a mess. He still works at the cafe, only a couple of days a week now, though.

Jungkook has nightmares. He spends a lot of time in the gym, boxing mostly now. He doesn't train people anymore, though. When he isn't at the gym, he's clinging onto one of us, like he's afraid we'll disappear too. He doesn't sleep much either; the nightmares wake him up screaming, crying out for Y/n.

There's a few hours every night when everyone is asleep at the same time, but it never lasts long.

Jin wakes up as I mold my body around his and tears immediately fill his eyes. "I miss her, Joonie. I can't find her. Everyone else has given up on her case. I'm working alone! I need help but no one will help me! Why won't anyone help me?" He sobs. We never really talked about this, about missing her, about her disappearance.

It's always just been the elephant in the room, the subject no one dared to breach.

Because if we admit it, then it's real. If we ignore it, then maybe, just maybe, we can pretend it isn't real. That it's all a nightmare we'll wake up from.

But its not.

It's not a nightmare. This is real. It's very fucking real.

My own tears start to form and pool in my eyes but before I can speak he continues.

"My instincts aren't constantly on edge anymore, Joon! I know it was only a partial bond, and over time, the effects of the separation will die down since it isn't a full bond. But what if it's dying down because she's dead! When it was stronger, we knew for sure she was still alive but now we don't know! What if she's dead? She can't be dead! Please, she can't!"

He's sobbing into my chest, my shirt balled up in his fists. It wakes the whole pack.

No one went back to sleep. Jimin went and got Yoongi and pulled him into the den. We stayed up for hours just talking about her, the what ifs. We all cried. Hard.

We finally acknowledged it, and like i feared, it made it all that much more real. That much harder to ignore.

Because what if?

What if she's alive?

What is she facing right now?

She's probably suffering. My omega might be suffering. And we have no idea how to help her.

And what if..

what if she's not?

What if its already too late?

[siriusly-yoongi]

She wants to be saved chapter 25

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Pairing: alpha BTS × omega reader

Chapter Warnings: I don't really know what to put for warnings, struggles with body image, talks of possible infertility, self-harm,

Word count: 4454

I made a separate post, but for those who didn't see it, I've got a few chronic illnesses and recently they've been really affecting me. I've been exhausted and in pain and writing has felt like a chore and its been really damn hard to get chapters written. Moving forward updates wont be quite as regular. When I'm doing good they'll be every day or so, but when I'm not unfortunately they'll take me a few extra days.

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YOU

You cried for longer than youd care to admit. You were very attached to that nest.

You sit curled up in Yoongi's lap while he gently sways back and forth, rocking you like you're a baby. You don't know how you feel about that, but it's oddly comforting, so you don't say anything.

Once everything is washed, it took a few different cycles since there are so many blankets and pillows, you get started on rebuilding the nest. It takes a couple of hours, but you rebuild it much quicker this time since you know how you want it. You're the only omega in the house so you have to build a huge nest all on your own.

When you finish, you collapse down into the nest and curl up, you're so tired.

Next thing you know, your eyes are opening and Jimin is forcing his way into your arms. He lays his head on your chest and wraps his arms around your middle. You're too tired to push him away so you just wrap your arms around him and go back to sleep.

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Sunday morning you feel much better. There's still a slight soreness to your throat and you still have a dull headache, but its nothing you cant manage.

You slept in the middle of the nest for the first time last night. You had Yoongi on one side, Jimin still wrapped around your front, Taehyung at your head and Namjoon by your feet. You liked it a lot more than you thought you would; however, you wouldn't do it every night. It's warm in the middle, a little too warm considering it's late July.

You're in the bathroom with tears rolling down your cheeks as you look in the mirror. You've gained weight. Your ribs don't show up as clearly, and your hit bones don't poke out as much. You know you smell heavily of burnt cookies and the rest of the pack can probably smell it.

Jin knocks on the door. "Are you okay lovey?"

You open the door and look up at him.

He pulls you into his arms, wrapping them tightly around your body. "What is it babes? What happened?"

You just shake your head and nuzzle into his neck, scenting him lightly.

"I came up to take a shower and the whole hallway smells like a bakery blew up" he laughs, trying to lighten the mood.

You end up following Jin into the bathroom. You're starting to cling to the entire pack now, having gotten pretty comfortable with everyone, not just Yoongi and Joon. Hoseok, you're still kind of on edge around, but even so, you find yourself not necessarily afraid in his presence.

"Are you coming in the shower with me, or are you gonna sit outside?" Jin asks as he works on getting undressed.

"Can I come with you?" Your voice comes out small. You're still not used to asking for things.

It's been drilled into you that you're not supposed to ask for things, and progress is proving to be slow going. You get super anxious whenever you ask for something. You don't verbally ask for things. Sure, you've pushed your way into Yoongi's lap or run up and hugged Namjoon plenty of times. But if you had to verbally ask for those things, you don't think you'd be able to. Especially when the person is already doing something else.

"Of course you can!" Jin smiles at you.

You pull your clothes off as Jin gets into the shower, then you follow him in.

You're still in a bad mood. The depression sitting heavy in your chest and the hatred toward the weight gain mix together and create this awful feeling that you can't quite name. But it feels heavy, suffocating. And it's so tiring. You're tired. You hate how depression does that. It makes you feel so, so tired. No matter how much sleep you got the night before, you're still tired.

You sit down in a corner away from the water, pulling your knees up to your chest and laying your head down. You watch as Jin stands underneath the water. The way the water runs over his body is mesmerizing. You could fall asleep sitting right there, watching Jin.

You watch as he washes his hair and then his body, watching the way the water flows over his skin. Jin is so beautiful, it makes you smile.

He notices and raises an eyebrow at you "what?"

Your cheeks heat up as you get caught staring. You quickly turn your head away.

"You're allowed to look, babes. I don't mind." He laughs softly, rubbing some water off his face.

He sits down on the floor and grabs you, sliding you forward and into his arms. Water goes into your face and you panic.

"You're okay, you're okay. You can breathe, look, take a breath." he kisses the side of your head as the water continues to run into your face.

You don't scream, you want to, but you manage to hold back. Whimpering softly instead. You're safe. You're with Jin. Jin won't let you get hurt.

Jin presses kisses to your cheeks and your forehead, trying to ground you, still allowing the water to run over your face.

It works for a minute but then you're back in the bathtub and next thing you know you're screaming.

You don't know how long it lasts but when you come back around Jin is still holding you under the water with him, whispering soft words to you.

'Stop! STOP! JIN STOP! PLEASE!" You cry and scream, the longer you're under the water, the more you panic.

"Breathe, you're okay."

You understand what he's trying to do but its not working. Its not going away like it did when Namjoon held you down.

"No! STOP!" You squirm and thrash in his arms, trying to get free but he doesn't let go.

You lose track of your surroundings and you're right back in the middle of that night. You cant breathe.

It feels like it lasts hours, reliving it down to the smallest details.

"Okay. Okay, okay. I'm sorry. I was trying to help. I'm sorry." Jin's voice is panicked as he looks down at you in his arms. By now he's moved you out of the water.

You pull away from him and sit back down in your corner, wiping the tears from your eyes as you try to catch your breath.

Jin steps out of the shower for a few seconds then comes back in and sits down underneath the water, looking worried.

"I'm sorry lovey. I shouldn't have forced you to try and face it like that. You and I aren't close enough for that. I texted Yoongi, he'll be up here in a minute."

You nod, sniffling softly as you bury your face into your arms.

You don't hear Yoongi come in or when he gets undressed, but you hear the shower door open, and you look up as Yoongi moves to sit in front of you. He pulls you into his body, and you immediately relax, your eyes flicking back up to Seokjin. He looks jealous, hurt almost. You didn't relax when he held you. You didn't feel safe enough with him. He feels like he's doing a bad job as an alpha, and you can see it all over his face.

"Jin, hug." You mumble into Yoongi's neck.

"Babe, come here." Yoongi puts his hand out to Jin and pretty soon Jin is wrapped around your back, his wet hair sticking to your skin.

You stay like that for a while, but you suddenly remember you're all naked and you squeeze your eyes shut as your cheeks turn red.

Yoongi notices and just laughs at you. "Jinnie is pretty, huh?" He whispers to you.

You give a muffled whine, not fond of his antagonizing.

You're not sure when it happened, but somehow Taehyung and Jungkook caught wind of your shower and they've now joined you. You're all sitting on the floor under the two sprays of water, just talking. Your legs are under the water, but your head is not as you lean against Yoongi.

You're mostly focused on trying to not let your mind wander, so you don't notice as Jungkook reaches for you. You let out a yelp as he grabs a handful of your ass, squeezing hard enough to leave a red mark before letting go with a smug look on his face.

You hit his chest with the back of your hand.

"What!? I can practically see the dirty thoughts running through your head puppy. Just thought id play along!"

Your cheeks flush once again.

Yoongi pulls you closer, trying not to laugh. "Stop teasing her!"

Jungkook just laughs and moves to sit on your lap, his legs on either side of your body as he sits damn near chest to chest with you.

You can feel his dick touching your leg and your face scrunches up "keep your cock to yourself" you mutter, shoving him off of you. He dramatically falls backward onto Taehyung.

"Tae appreciates my cock! Don't you Tae!?" Jungkook looks desperate as he stares at Taehyung with his big boba eyes.

Taehyung blushes hard and shoves Kook off of him. "Yes, but I don't think Namjoon would approve of anything beyond kissing in front of her right now so keep it to yourself."

"Namjoon needs to fuck you." Jungkook states very bluntly as he looks back at you. You're just speechless. What do you say to that?

You just nod shyly. All 4 of them look at you in shock.

"Wait for real!? I don't know if your little body can handle his knot, some of us can hardly take it." Jungkook grimaces a little as he presumably remembers what its like being knotted by Namjoon.

"I'm an omega, it's literally my life's purpose to take a knot... and then have pups but that's not exactly an option at the moment, cause I've never actually had a heat cycle before and-" you start to ramble but Jin quickly stops you.

"Wait, what do you mean you've never been in heat? Honey why haven't you mentioned this before?"

"I told Yoongi!" Still in a fragile headspace, you find yourself trying to appease him, afraid you're going to get in trouble.

Jin looks over at Yoongi. "You knew and didn't say anything!? Something could be seriously wrong with her body! If it had stopped at some point due to her not eating or the abusive situation, I'd be a lot less concerned, but to never have had a heat cycle even when she first presented! Yoongi, that's serious, you should've told us!" Jin scolds Yoongi

"I didn't feel it was my story to tell, Seokjin!" Yoongi growls quietly, warning Jin to back off.

"If she hasn't had a heat cycle, that means she can't have pups! We deserve to know about that! We all want kids at some point; we've discussed it many times. If our omega can't have pups, that's awful! For her and for us!"

Jungkook adds his piece next. "Yeah! We deserve to know if we won't get to have pups! It was different before we had an omega, and we were talking about adopting in the future, but now we were all excited at the thought of being able to have pups! And you knew that it wasn't even an option! You didn't think we deserved to know that our omega can't do the one thing omegas are made to do!?"

Is that all you are to them? A way for them to have children? Is that all you're good for? What if you can't get pregnant? Will they not want you anymore? Suddenly, you feel inferior. Like you're not a good omega. Like you're not good enough. You know that Jungkook doesn't mean it the way it sounded. You know he doesn't mean it that way. But it sounded awful.

"It doesn't matter if she can get pregnant or not! Yes, for her safety, I probably should've told Namjoon. But you guys are acting like her ability to have children is a deal breaker for you!" Yoongi growls again

"What, I'm not allowed to be disappointed? I'm not blaming her for it! It's not her fault but I'm still sad about the fact that I may not be able to have a biological child! I'm allowed to have feelings, Yoongi. And you should've told us because it affects us too! None of us get to have kids now...." Jungkook starts talking, but you tune him out after a minute.

He's right. It does affect them. They all expected you to carry children for them and they have every right to be sad and disappointed about the fact that it might not be a possibility.

But you feel like they're rejecting you. Like you're ability to have children is the only thing they care about.

"Jin! Jungkook! Stop!" You faintly register someone yelling as Yoongi pulls you into his arms.

"They didn't mean it like that, kitten. They're concerned about you and the negative effects it could be having on your body. It doesn't matter if you can or can't have pups jagi." Yoongi speaks softly. You miss the glare he sends toward Jin and Jungkook.

A broken sob falls from your lips "I'm sorry!"

"No, no, no, I didn't mean it like that! I've always wanted kids so finding out that you can't is a little bit crushing I'm not gonna lie. But it doesn't determine your worth jagiya. I don't care whether or not you can carry a child, I love you regardless." Jungkook looks heartbroken, and its all your fault.

You're a horrible omega.

You pull away from Yoongi and leave the shower. You quickly wrap a towel around your body and rush out of the bathroom, locking yourself in your room.

You don't even bother getting dressed. You let the towel drop and you dig through the closet until you find the razor blades Hoseok gave you. You still have them.

The next few minutes are a bit of a blur as you try and ground yourself. You're spiraling. And you don't know how to cope in healthy ways. You don't really register your actions until after they're already done.

You let the blade fall from your hand as blood trickles down your thighs. None of them are really deep enough to where stitches are necessary, but there are a lot of them. The majority of your thighs are covered in fresh cuts. All of the available space has been filled with a new slash.

"Baby?" There's a knock on your door. "Yoongi told me what happened. I need to talk to you." Namjoon's voice is gentle, like he's afraid he's gonna spook you. You know he can likely smell the blood so you don't really try and hide it.

You wrap the towel back around your body and you open the door

Namjoon grabs you and picks you up, making you yelp in surprise. Yoongi comes in behind him, now dressed in a hoodie and sweatpants.

Yoongi closes the door while Namjoon sets you down on the bed and pulls the towel from around your body. You're stunned for a few seconds; you didn't expect him to do that. He's seen you naked, that's not the problem. Just the fact that he didn't even tell you he was gonna do it first threw you off.

"Baby, why didn't you tell me about never going into heat? You need to get that checked out." Namjoon doesn't mention the cuts, but he does hold the towel over your thighs to stop the bleeding.

Yoongi picks up the blade from the floor and puts it in his pocket, presumably to throw away later. Yoongi grabs one of his hoodies that you have stashed, not so secretly, in your closet. He brings it over and he pulls it over your head while you stick your arms through the sleeves.

"There, now you're not completely naked"

Once you're cleaned up and calmed down, you pull a pair of underwear on and call it a day. Shorts or pants will rub too much on your thighs and reopen all the cuts. Yoongi's hoodie covers your butt anyway so who cares.

"They didn't mean it how it sounded, baby. Your ability to have children doesn't change how much any of us love you." Namjoon is lying next to you on your bed, running his hand up and down your back. Yoongi is behind you.

You shrug, still not entirely convinced. You nuzzle your face into Namjoon's neck and you let your eyes fall closed. If they say anything else after that, you don't hear it.

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TAEHYUNG

We're all in the pool, well except for Yoongi and Y/n. Yoongi is laid on one of the lounge chairs, asleep, with the omega asleep laying on his chest.

Jimin and Jungkook are lazily making out in the water, making obnoxious noises that aren't necessary. I'm pretty sure they'd be fucking right now if Namjoon hadn't explicitly told them not to in the pool.

It doesn't take long for the two to head into the house. It doesn't take an expert to figure out what they're going to be doing in there.

My throat is still a little sore, but I'm otherwise completely fine.

Namjoon comes up behind me and lifts me out of the water.

"WAIT WAIT NAMJOON DONT! NO!" I yell as he throws me into the air. I splash down into the water and it goes up my nose and I swear it reaches my brain.

I stand back up and cough, water dripping out of my nose. I glare at Namjoon and run at him, trying to dunk him into the water. He just lifts me up and throws me away from him once again.

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I'm sitting on the floor of Y/n's room with her, some movie playing on my laptop off to the side as background noise.

Beads and elastic string are scattered across the floor, courtesy of Namjoon, who was kicked out after accidentally dumping all the beads onto the floor.

We spend the next hour making bracelets.

She makes 8 bracelets, but she's been sitting with her back to me, so I have no idea what she made beyond that.

She hands me a bracelet with a big smile on her face. The bracelet has clear beads all around it with 8 colored beads In the middle.

Blue, pink, black, red, gold, green, purple, and silver.

Namjoon, Jin, Yoongi, Hobi, Jimin, me, Jungkook, and her.

It's perfect.

She doesn't seem to realize how significant giving us these bracelets will be. It's the first gift any of us have gotten from our omega. Mind you we haven't really been courting her properly. We're supposed to get her gifts and go on dates. The omega doesn't have to do anything in return, however, if they choose to, they can get or make gifts and cook or bake, or clean. Omega things.

Not only that, but it also puts all 8 of us together, as a pack.

It's perfect.

She gets up and leaves the room, I follow. Everyone else is in the living room watching s movie while all piled on top of each other. Minus Yoongi, who's sat off to the side.

She runs to Yoongi first, handing him the bracelet with a certain sparkle in her eyes that isn't usually there. She's proud of herself. She's happy.

"Did you make this?" A smile stretches across Yoongi's face as he looks at the bracelet. "Are the the colors supposed to be us?" He already knows the answer, I can tell.

She nods quickly, practically bouncing in her spot.

By now they've caught the attention of the rest of the pack. She squeals and quickly passes out the rest of the bracelets, Hoseok is the last one and she hesitates.

"I um.. I can take the silver bead off of yours if you want... that way your bracelet will just have your pack on it. I know you're not too happy that I came into your house and messed everything up and I'm still not technically pack, so if you'd like me to, I'll take my bead off of yours. You don't have to wear the bracelet at all, I just, you're my mate too... I wanted you to have a bracelet and match with the rest of us.."

She's nervous, I can hear it in the way her voice shakes and she keeps her eyes on the floor.

Everyone falls silent. Hearing her say that, hurts. She still feels like she's intruding. She's still walking on eggshells around Hobi. I don't blame her, after what he put her through. But it still hurts to see it.

She still made him a bracelet despite thinking he still despises her.

And she's so quick to remove herself as well, when she shouldn't be. She's pack as far as I'm concerned. Official or not.

Hoseok takes the bracelet and puts it on, throwing his arms around her and pulling her into a hug. "I love it."

She visibly relaxes, wrapping her arms around his neck. She's gotten so much better with physical affection and touch. I'm so extremely proud of her.

Hobi rubs his chin over her shoulders, scenting her. "I'm sorry I made you feel like you don't belong here. You do. I promise."

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"Stay close, princess. There are a lot of people here" I hold her hand as we walk into the store. We're in a mall and its extremely busy. That's what we get for going on a Sunday afternoon. Its about 3 now, we have to be home at 6 at the latest for dinner.

Namjoon and Jungkook are also here, but they went off in their own directions to their own stores.

The store i brought her to is a store specifically tailored to omegas. There's blankets and plushies and soft clothing and things of that nature.

I lead her to the blanket section and search until I find the weighted blankets.

I have her pick one out then I leave her by the door while I quickly run to the car to put the blanket in the back. Its a 30 pound blanket, I'm not about to carry that around the mall.

I put the blanket in the back then quickly rush back over to where I left her, only to find she isn't there. I only had my back turned for less than two minutes. Where could she have gone?

I look around for her and it doesn't take very long for me to catch her scent. She's close by still. That's good.

I continue to frantically run around and look for her, finding her following some alpha, her arms wrapped around her stomach and her head down.

I run over and grab her, she remains stiff and continues to try and follow the alpha.

"Omega, I said, let's go!" The alpha is now looking back at us, his voice angry. He's using his alpha voice on her. That's why she's fighting me to try and get to him.

I grab my phone and quickly text Namjoon, telling him where we are, I copy and send the same text. I didn't explicitly tell them to come to me, but I think they'll understand what I meant.

"She yours?" The alphas speaks to me now.

"Yes, she's my mate." I growl, loud enough to catch the attention of people walking by us.

"She was my girl first" he growls back.

This must be her ex.

"What's going on here?" Namjoon's voice makes me jump as he approaches from behind me. His voice is slightly deeper than usual, protective, warning this other alpha to back off.

"Release the command." Namjoon doesn't growl, but its clear he wants to. I still have her in my arms.

Now, Namjoon could override the command; stronger alphas can override a command with their own command. Mates can usually do the same thing. But there's a high risk of causing a drop by doing so. Conflicting commands mess with the omega's brain as they try and figure out which one to follow and it ends with them shutting down. Not always, but more times than not.

"Fine, you're released. But you better keep still. Don't move at all." He gives her a new command instead, then, like the coward he is, he turns and runs off, getting lost in the crowd pretty quickly.

"Joon, she's holding her breath!" I panic as I realize she's not breathing. He told her not to move at all, breathing makes her chest move so she's forced to hold her breath.

"Come back to us. You can move." Namjoon uses his alpha voice on her. It makes all the omegas around walk just a little bit faster to get away from the scene.

It doesn't work, she's still holding her breath. She must have had a strong attachment to her ex for his command to hold over one of her mate's commands, and a pack alpha as well.

"Omega. You're allowed to move" he tries again just as Jungkook reaches us.

Jungkook stays quiet, giving me a questioning look but I just shake my head.

She continues to hold her breath, her face is red, she sounds like she's choking. Her instincts and reflexes are trying to fight the command and make her breathe but it's just not working.

"OMEGA. BREATHE." Namjoon's voice is loud and way deeper than I've ever heard it before.

She gasps, taking in a deep breath as tears roll down her cheeks.

"There we go. Good girl. That's my girl. Breathe baby." Namjoon pulls her from my arms into his own. "Come on, lets get her into the car before she drops."

He picks her up and carries her out to the car. Jungkook and I follow quickly.

She drops just as he's putting her in the car. Her pupils going tiny and a blank look covering her face.

Jungkook drives while Namjoon and I sit in the back with her.

Its not a bad drop, it shouldn't last more than a couple days at the worst.

I don't want to assume the amount of stress she was under, but considering she's holding herself up and she turns her head when we call her name, it couldn't have been too bad.

Guilt settles deep in my chest.

I shouldn't have left her alone like that.

This is my fault.

[siriusly-yoongi]

Im sorry chapters have been coming out slower, ive got a few chronic illnesses and they've been kicking my ass. Chapters are gonna be slower for probably another week or so. Im sorry. Ill do my best to get them out every 3 or 4 days

[siriusly-yoongi]

She wants to be saved chapter 24

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Pairing: alpha BTS × omega reader

Chapter Warnings: I don't really know what to put for warnings,

Word count: 3123

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YOU

Being woken up by a panicked Yoongi was not how you expected your morning, or well, evening to go. You were still in the shed, Taehyung molded around your body, his face tucked into your neck.

He growls at Yoongi as he shakes both of us awake. "It's nearly 4pm you two! Have you been asleep since last night?"

"Yes now fuck off!" Tae grumbles, pulling you impossibly closer to his body.

"You both need to take your antibiotics. Namjoon has some written for you today, I picked them up early. It's safe to assume you both have the same thing." Yoongi grabs you under the arms and lifts you out of Tae's hold and the warmth of the nest.

You hiss, not liking the sudden lack of safety and warmth. Yoongi pulls you into his chest and kisses your head and you relax a little.

"Come on, Tae. You can go back to sleep once you've taken your antibiotic and you've eaten something." Yoongi grabs Taehyung's wrist and pulls him up.

Taehyung begrudgingly stands and rubs at his eyes.

You tuck your face into Yoongi's neck as he carries you inside. You're put down on the counter and handed some hot tea and your antibiotic. You swallow the pill with a mouthful of the tea, and then you set the tea back down on the counter.

You watch Taehyung do the same thing, then he collapses forward into Jungkook's chest. "Where's Joonie?" He whines, his voice sounding painful.

"He's working, babe, you know that. He'll be home in a little over an hour." Jungkook runs his fingers through Taehyung's hair.

Both you and Taehyung were practically force-fed some rice, so "you have something in your stomachs" or whatever. You're less than pleased, squirming like a misbehaving child who doesn't wanna do something while Yoongi tries to hold you in his lap and feed you, all the while insisting you need to eat it.

Taehyung is pretty much acting the same way in Jungkook's lap. You'd find it funny if you didn't feel like you were eating razor blades every time you swallowed or breathed.

After having food shoved down your throats being taken care of by your loving alphas, you and Tae were allowed to go back to bed.

You both trudge back out to your shed. You left your blanket out there and it was quieter than in the house with 6 other loud alphas- only two are home at the moment, but the rest will be returning shortly- and you're less likely to be disturbed.

You lay down with your legs pulled up and your arms crossed in front of you in a weird fetal position-ball. It's comfortable even if it doesn't sound like it is. Taehyung comes to lie behind you, molding his body around yours. His chest pressed against your back, one arm slipping under your head and folding up across your chest, the other one draped over your body. His legs curl up underneath yours, his knees touching the back of your legs.

He pulls the blanket up over your bodies then laces his fingers with yours.

"Sleep, princess, we'll feel better in a couple of days. I promise." His deep raspy voice makes you smile a little

You like his voice, you decide, as you press your body back against his as much as possible.

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The next morning you don't feel much better, but by Friday evening when you wake up from your hibernation with Tae, you do feel significantly better. You no longer feel like you're swallowing glass. Maybe gravel. It's still sharp but not as bad, that's for sure.

Taehyung is still asleep. You carefully untangle yourself from him and grab your blanket, wrapping it around your body as you make your way into the house. It's around 5:30 so everyone should either be home or be getting home momentarily.

You open the sliding glass door and walk inside just as Namjoon is walking through through front door. Jin is in the kitchen working on dinner, Jungkook and Hoseok are on the couch on their phones with the TV in the background, and you don't know where Jimin and Yoongi are.

You walk over to Namjoon and slump against his chest. He wraps his arms around you, rubbing your back. "How are you feeling babygirl? Any better?"

You nod "little bit" you mumble.

You go to scent him but stop when you realize you cant smell him, whining up at him.

"I know, I know. I gotta shower."

You follow him into the bathroom and stare shamelessly as he gets undressed. He just shakes his head and rolls his eyes.

He gets in the shower and you sit on the toilet lid and watch him. "Are you really gonna sit and stare at me the whole time?"

You nod, he groans in annoyance, but he doesn't tell you to stop.

He reaches out and grabs your wrist, pulling you, fully clothed, into the shower with him. He's careful to avoid getting your head wet.

You hate wet clothes. You whine, squirming uncomfortably.

You look up at him for a few seconds, then pull your clothes off, not caring what he sees at this point. He's seen you naked before, so.

You throw them out onto the floor and look up at Namjoon like now what

His eyes rake over your frame as he takes a step back. "Too bad you're sick" he mumbles under his breath

"I can still-"

He cuts you off. "No."

You grab his face and kiss him quickly, only for a brief second. "Get sick!" You huff.

You know you can't get him sick anymore since you've been on antibiotics for a few days now, but you would if you could.

"Are you seriously trying to get me sick so I'll fuck you in the shower?" He asks in disbelief.

You smile innocently.

The bathroom door opens, followed by dramatic whining.

"Tae get out. The omegas in here with me."

The glass doors are frosted so you can really only see blotches of color in the shape of a person, not make out actual details. You can hardly detect his scent. How did Namjoon pick it up so quickly? Maybe it's an alpha thing. You don't know or really care right now.

You've been awake too long and you're getting tired again. Omegas sleep a lot when they're sick. More than normal so their bodies can heal better. Tae, well, you don't know why he's been sleeping so much, probably just cause he can.

"Give her back! I wanna go back to sleep!" He whines, his voice still hoarse but not quite as bad as before.

"I will send her out in a few minutes okay?" Namjoon sighs heavily.

You hear rustling then the door opens and Taehyung lets himself into the shower with you two, wrapping his arms around you from behind as he stands directly under the water.

"TAEHYUNG!" Namjoon scolds him. "She did not agree to have you see her naked, nor did she ask to see you naked!"

"But Joonie she's our mate! We'll all see each other eventually" Tae whines. You can feel his pouty lips as they lightly press against the back of your neck.

"That's not the point! You cant just invite yourself into someone's shower!"

"I invite myself into everyone else's showers!" Taehyung let's go of you and crosses his arms, you're just trying not to giggle at this point. You were upset for a few seconds but you got over it pretty quickly.

"Everyone else has a mating mark with you! You haven't even seen her naked yet! You don't get to invade her privacy like this without reason."

"I have reason!"

Namjoon eyes him suspiciously, the look on his face giving away that he knows whatever is about to come out of Tae's mouth is gonna be a bullshit reason.

"I don't feel good, and I need my pack alpha and my omega to make it all better." Tae gives his best puppy eyes.

You shift so your back is to Namjoon's chest, facing Taehyung.

His eyes immediately widen and his cheeks turn pink. "Woah"

"Tae..." Namjoon warns and Taehyung puts his hands up in surrender.

"I'm just appreciating the view! I'm not touching!" There's a big, boxy smile on his face as his eyes trace over your entire naked body.

The door opens again before Namjoon can say anything else. "Jin said to let you know that dinner is ready- HEY! Why wasn't i invited to pack shower time!?" Jungkook ends up whining at the end.

You just giggle, as Namjoon blinks rapidly somewhere between angry and annoyed. "It is not pack shower time." He grumbles, but it's already too late and Jungkook is joining you guys in the shower.

Technically, you think you could fit all eight of you in this shower. There are 2 shower heads, and it's pretty huge for a shower. Now you'd all be pressed pretty close together if all eight of you were in there, it wouldn't be comfortable and no one would be able to actually shower. But you're pretty sure you'd all at least fit. You can stretch your arms almost all the way out both ways and touch the walls. So it's a pretty decent-sized space. It's a large bathroom. It also has a giant tub that could multiple people in comfortably. Though the bath couldn't hold all eight of you, it's not that big.

The bathroom downstairs is smaller, it has a shower but its normal sized. You could probably fit 2 people in there comfortably and 3-4 if you really squeeze in.

Jungkook steps in and walks around Namjoon to look at you, having a similar reaction to Taehyung's.

Namjoon looks up at the ceiling and takes a very deep, exaggerated breath. He's so done with his pack right now.

You're just trying to keep your eyes above the waist for both Tae and Jungkook. Kookie, however, has other plans.

"What do you think? Pretty big right?" He smiles proudly. You cave and your eyes flick down to his dick then back up.

"I see why Namjoon is pack alpha, he's the biggest I've seen so far." You mumble, trying to get under Jungkook's skin.

Jungkook scoffs, "he's bigger by like an inch! Okay! Mine is big too!" He pouts like a child, and you laugh a bit too hard, hurting your sore throat. You whine, turning back around to face Namjoon and tucking your face into his bare chest.

"Okay, okay. That's enough. She's still sick, you need to be calm." Namjoon strokes your hair, kissing the top of your head.

"Hey, I'm sick too!"

"Taehyung, you're an alpha, you can handle yourself."

"Omegas can be strong independent people too!" Jungkook jumps into the conversation.

"Yes, they can be, but this omega, while very strong, is very attached to her mates and enjoys being taken care of. Plus, omegas heal better if they're safe and happy. Omegas need comfort. Alphas can survive on a cement floor and a rock for a pillow; it won't hurt us." Namjoon pulls you closer as you absentmindedly trace patterns in the water droplets on his chest.

"Jungkook what is taking you so long? Oh." Yoongi enters the bathroom next.

"Jin we're gonna be late for dinner, everyone invaded Namjoon's shower!" Yoongi yells in the doorway before stripping and joining you guys.

"The only person I invited was Y/n..." Namjoon sighs, shaking his head.

You let go of Namjoon and rush over to Yoongi, wrapping your arms around him. "Hey there, pretty girl. I've missed you! You've been sleeping all day." He kisses your nose and you squeak, pulling your face away

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You're back in the nest tonight. What you didn't expect was to have everyone fighting for the right to cuddle with you, well, besides Hoseok. Though you can tell part of him wanted to by the way he looked at you. You and him are good now, at least you think so. Not great, but good.

You cuddle into Yoongi's chest like usual. You'll forever have Yoongi on one side of you, Yoongi is your safe place.

They settled on rock paper scissors and Jin won.

"Are you okay with that lovey? If not its okay, I know you and I haven't exactly been all cuddled up before." Jin, the gentleman that he is, checks with you instead of forcing his affection onto you.

You nod and Jin lays down behind you, pressing himself against your back.

Jin falls asleep quickly and so does Yoongi, however you cant seem to fall asleep.

You're tired, but sleep just won't take you. you lay there for hours before you have to get up to use the bathroom.

When you exit the bathroom your heart nearly stops as you come face to face with Hoseok, scaring the shit out of you.

"Can't sleep?" He asks quietly, looking down at the floor nervously.

You nod.

"Do you wanna maybe go for a drive?"

You hesitate, you're not sure you fully trust him or his intentions. But he's been nice lately, so ultimately you decide to go along with it. Giving him one final chance to prove himself.

You grab your phone and slip on some shoes. You really don't feel very great at the moment so you make some tea really quickly, hoping it'll soothe your throat and your stomach.

You and Hoseok end up driving around the city for hours, listening to music and talking. You used your phone to speak though because speaking felt like a chore.

"I know I'll never be able to make up for the things I did and said to you, but truly I am sorry, petal."

You nod, picking at your nails. You don't know how to respond to that.

You pull up to that damn beach and your heart sinks. This beach has been nothing but bad news every time you come here.

Hoseok gets out and you do the same. He holds his hand out to you and you reluctantly take it, letting him lead you down to the waters edge. By this point the sun had started to rise. The two of you watch the sunrise. The pretty oranges and yellows coloring the sky. That means its around 5 in the morning right now.

You walk along the beach for a little while, picking up shells and rocks that you find interesting. After a while you head back the car and you fall asleep on the drive home.

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"Hobi have you seen Y/n- oh." You open your eyes as you hear Jimin's voice.

You're wrapped around Hoseok like a koala, in his room. He must've carried you inside this morning.

You're still tired, obviously, considering you didn't fall asleep until somewhere around six.

Hoseok growls at Jimin as he tries to pry you away from him. "She has to take her antibiotic" Jimin tries to persuade Hoseok to let go of you. After a few minutes of trying, Jimin gives up and leaves the room.

You try and go back to sleep but you're interrupted again, by Namjoon this time. "Alright, sit up, baby. You have to take your antibiotic."

You press closer into Hoseok, who has both arms wrapped tightly around you.

"Look, I'm very glad you two are getting along. However, you're gonna have to sit up and take this." Namjoon tries again.

After another few seconds of no movement, he sets the pill and the water down on the nightstand then he walks over and grabs you, forcing you to sit up. Hoseok growls, Namjoon growls back and Hoseok shuts up with a whine.

You're picked up by Namjoon with one arm, leaving your legs dangling with your back to his chest. You feel like a toddler right now. He hands you the antibiotic, then the water and watches you until you decide to swallow it.

"Now its time for breakfast, come on Hobi, get up" Still holding you like you're a doll of some kind, he uses his other hand to pull Hoseok off the bed. Hoseok lands with a thump on the floor.

Hoseok just lays there on the floor, refusing to get up.

"Really? We're doing this?" Namjoon shakes his head and throws Hoseok over his shoulder. He carries you both downstairs.

"You two wouldn't be so tired if you hadn't been out all night doing god knows what." You both get lightly scolded as Namjoon puts Hoseok down in his seat, and hands you over to Yoongi, who pulls you into his lap.

You nuzzle into Yoongi's neck, lazily scenting him. Its only a little after 8 am, meaning you're running on less than 2 hours of sleep. You're quite literally falling asleep on Yoongi's lap.

He attempts to feed you some of his breakfast but its just not happening.

By the time Yoongi is done eating, you're practically asleep. You're awake enough to hear what's going on, but your eyelids are too heavy to keep open.

"Its about time we wash all the blankets and things in the den. Which means your nest is gonna have to come down. you guys are sick, its best wash everything." You can hear how apprehensive Namjoon is in his voice.

That gets you to open your eyes, followed what can only be described as a very pitiful whine. You worked so hard on that nest. And its not like it reeks of sex or has food spilled in it.

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Even after 30 minutes of pleading, Namjoon still insists the nest be cleaned and rebuilt. You understand where he's coming from. The nest was starting to smell like sweaty alphas, and it wasn't the most pleasant scent anymore. But as soon as the first blanket is removed, your heart breaks. That's your nest. You built it for your mates, and they're taking it down. Rationally, you understand why and agree with Namjoon. It needs to happen. But your instincts don't know that. Your safety is being ripped apart, and the omega in you really, really doesn't like that. Like, at all.

"No! NO!" You plead, tears rolling down your cheeks as you watch the whole pack pull apart your nest.

Yoongi stops and rushes over to you, wrapping you in a tight hug. "Shh, shh jagi, its okay. Its okay. Its dirty, we just have to clean it okay?"

You nod but you can't stop the panic that has a tight grip on your chest. By the time the nest is completely torn down, you're hysterical. Crying your eyes out, making your headache way, way worse.

[siriusly-yoongi]

She wants to be saved chapter 23

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Pairing: alpha BTS × omega reader

Chapter Warnings: I don't really know what to put for warnings, stomach issues, negative self-talk (does that make sense? It doesn't sound right), likely inaccurate medical information,

Word count: 3099

this chapter isn't very good. sorry to disappoint

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YOU

You didn't eat for the rest of the day but you tried again the next morning, thankfully your stomach had mostly settled and you only got minor cramping this time. You can handle that.

You're currently at a craft store with Jimin at 9 in the morning. You got an early start today. You guys pick out beads and string and those little claw clasps. You're going to make bracelets for everybody. Probably not today, but sometime in the near future.

Once you're done there, you head to a little ice cream place that Jimin insisted you try, despite it not even being 10 am yet. Your stomach didn't take too kindly to it, though and you found yourself curled up in the passenger seat, sweating and breathing heavily as you waited for the pain to pass.

Only Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jungkook knew about the whole stomach issues thing so poor Jimin was extra confused and worried. You were in too much pain to speak and you couldn't move to grab your phone and type for the same reason, so you had no way of reassuring him that you were okay.

Once the first wave of pain passes, you let out a shaky breath. "I'm okay, my stomach is messed up." You mumble, suddenly feeling exhausted.

At home, you find Yoongi on the couch watching something with Jin and Taehyung. Tae is laying on Yoongi and without thinking, you shove him off onto the floor. For a brief second, as you realize what you just did, fear flickers through your body. But it doesn't last long. You're safe here. You didn't shove him hard, your intentions were playful and he knows that. You think anyway.

You step over Taehyung and try and lay on Yoongi, but Tae grabs your ankle and pulls you down on top of him. You land on top of him, chest to chest. You haven't been this close to him before so you tense on instinct.

You take a deep breath and force yourself to relax. You're okay. Honestly, you think the only one you're still slightly afraid of is Hoseok. You just haven't bonded much with all of them so your first instinct is to tense up.

You keen at Yoongi very dramatically, calling him to save you from Taehyung. Yoongi looks down at you with an amused smile on his face. You stick your bottom lip out in a pout.

You keen at him even louder, the sound echoing through the house. You are displeased with this situation. You want Yoongi! Why is no one understanding that you're exhausted and you don't want to play right now.

You know they're being playful. You know it's not that serious and they aren't being mean. But you're tired, and when you're tired you're extra sensitive. It's only a little after 10 by now but you didn't sleep well last night, at all. You feel like no one's taking you seriously. You've voiced your displeasure and want for Yoongi with your very loud keening. If anything, it was overkill. You made it exceptionally clear. And no one seemed to care. In your tired brain, this was a big deal. You feel almost rejected. Does Yoongi not want you? Does he not want you close? Maybe he's upset you pushed Tae.. you were only being playful..

Maybe being playful in the first place is what got you here. That you set the tone and now they just thought you were messing around still. But you're not thinking reasonably right now. You're thinking with a sleepy brain.

You slump against Taehyung and just lay there. You can't get away and no one's listening to your sounds. You don't have the energy to speak right now. You're still getting used to talking again and it currently takes a lot out of you to speak. It makes your anxiety spike every time you go to talk.

Tae keeps you stuck there for an hour. You're not comfortable enough with him to be able to sleep so you're just really upset. To make it worse, Yoongi had left to go take a nap in his room 20 minutes ago. When Tae finally lets you go, you don't even bother going to Yoongi's room. You rush out to your shed and lock the door. You collapse down onto the mattress and you're asleep in seconds.

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You wake up and you're unsettled. The feeling of upset from earlier still lingers for some reason. You know they didn't do anything wrong. That you're just a stupid emotional omega. But something about them ignoring your cries for Yoongi really bothers you.

They knew the meaning of the sound and they deliberately ignored it. Twice. They'd even laughed at you. Was your unsettlement funny?

You know it's pathetic, but you cry anyway. You don't know why you're so upset over this. It's not that serious. You're used to having your needs and wants ignored. At least you used to be. Maybe you aren't used to it anymore.

You don't express your needs and wants super frequently. You've keened at Yoongi a few times, or mentioned being hungry maybe. But beyond that you really haven't asked for much or expressed the need for something. Yoongi is the only thing you've ever asked for.

Maybe you were expecting too much. Yoongi is a person and he doesn't belong to you. But he's your safety.

They've never denied you something. Maybe that's why it upset you so much. This was the first time your needs had been blatantly ignored. Omegas need comfort and safety. Yoongi is your comfort. He's like a living stuffed animal for you. He's safe. Yoongi is your safe place.

You're not upset with them. You're upset with yourself for feeling this way.

You only got 2 hours of sleep last night. Omegas can't function on that little sleep.

You check your phone and see it's only noon, you only slept another hour.

You sleepily build a poor excuse of a nest and lay in the middle of it, sniffling as you fall back asleep.

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You whine as someone pulls you out of your nest, your eyes snapping open. It's Jungkook. You know you locked the door, so he must've gotten the key from your room. Being denied your safety earlier, plus now being pulled from the safety of your nest, is too much, and tears immediately fill your eyes.

Jungkook panics. "Shit. I'm sorry! Don't cry! Please don't cry! I'm so sorry!" He lays you back in your nest and puts his hands up.

The tears fall and you feel guilty for crying. You're upsetting your mates. You're an awful omega. You're pathetic, crying over being ignored and a dumb nest. Your negative thoughts only make you cry harder, accidentally making Jungkook feel worse.

He runs back to the house, presumably, because Namjoon comes back in instead.

"Babygirl what's wrong, hm?" He sits down next to you, but stays out of your nest.

"Yoongi...Tae.. n.. hour... ngm... Jungkook... hgfn.. nest....no!" You sniffle, most of your words unintelligible as you mumble into the blankets.

"Jungkook told me he grabbed you from your nest baby. I know that part. What did Yoongi and Tae do, huh?" He speaks softly, reaching out to grab your hand. He gently runs his thumb over your knuckles.

"nothing.. being dramatic.." you mumble again.

You scoot over and whine, looking up at him.

"Is that an invitation?"

You nod and he quickly climbs into the falling apart nest, pulling you into his chest.

He pulls out his phone and not long after, both Yoongi and Taehyung are standing in your little shed. You could technically fit all 7 of them in here with you, it would just be pretty tight.

"What did you two do?" Namjoon looks between the two alphas, both of which look extremely confused.

"Did we do something to upset you? What did... I'm sorry my love." Yoongi's voice is softer than usual, a guilty expression on both of their faces.

You feel bad. You're being dramatic.

"Did nothing wrong." You continue to cry. "I'm being pathetic.."

Namjoon holds you tighter. "No, you aren't. They may not have done anything wrong but they clearly did something that made you feel upset baby."

"The only interaction with her I've had today was earlier when I grabbed her and then held her for an h... oh" Taehyung sighs. "I shouldn't have made you lay there, princess, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you wanted to get up.. I thought you were just playing when you were calling to Yoongi..."

"And I ignored your keening... shit... jagi I'm sorry" Yoongi looks the most upset.

"I'm overreacting" you whisper into Namjoon's shoulder.

"No. You're upset. You're allowed to have feelings baby."

"They didn't do anything wrong though." You tuck your face into Namjoon's neck.

He sighs, running his hand up and down your back.

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Tae and Yoongi had gone back into the house a little while ago, it had taken quite a bit of convincing for you to agree that your feelings weren't completely stupid. You still feel pathetic for getting so upset over nothing though.

It had also started to rain pretty heavily. There hasn't been any thunder though, just rain. It smells like Namjoon all around you because of it and you absolutely love it.

Namjoon is still snuggled up in your mostly broken apart nest. Really it's just a pile of blankets at this point. The walls have pretty much been flattened.

He brought his book with him when he came out here so now he's reading softly aloud to you. You're not really listening to the words, the softness in his voice lulling you to fall asleep. Your eyes start to grow heavy and every time you blink, your eyes stay closed a little longer, until they don't reopen at all.

Your eyes open as you're being carried back into the house, rain drops falling onto your face. You whine, pressing your face into Joon's chest to avoid the rain.

You're handed over to Yoongi and you're immediately brought into the den. You slept through dinner. You'd slept all day pretty much. That's a lot even for an omega.

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The next morning, you wake up and it feels like you're swallowing glass shards. Your head is pounding and your stomach hurts.

You hear Namjoon's alarm go off, which he quickly turns off. He notices you're awake. "What are you doing up, baby?" He kisses your head, only to quickly pull away.

"You're warm babes, are you feeling okay?"

You shake your head. Maybe that's why you slept so much yesterday. You're sick. You've always gotten sick easily, catching everything that went around school when you were a child. You'd always miss so much school every year because of how frequently you got sick.

Namjoon pulls you out of Yoongi's arms, waking him up in the process.

He groans. "It's too early, give her back" he practically whines, trying to grab you.

You giggle, but quickly regret it as its very painful.

"She's not feeling good." Namjoon pushes Yoongi's hands off of you.

Namjoon carries you into the kitchen and sets you on the counter. Jimin is already there, making himself some coffee.

Yoongi comes out a minute later with your phone and hands it to you. His hair is sticking up in all directions from sleeping and you smile a little.

You use your phone to explain what hurts to Namjoon and he tells you that you should watch it for a couple days and if it doesn't get better then someone will take you to the doctor.

Yoongi brings you to the couch and wraps you up in a fluffy blanket. He turns the tv on and sits down next to you with a yawn.

You only half pay attention to the screen, sleep sounds way more interesting right now.

Namjoon approaches the couch and hands you some hot tea. You thank him quietly and take a sip, it soothes your throat some.

You spend the morning curled up with Yoongi, but when he has to go into the studio later in the afternoon you end up snuggled up with Taehyung and Jungkook.

The next few days are pretty much the same. Lots of cuddles and lots of sleeping. Namjoon decided it had been long enough so that's how you found yourself on the way to the hospital this morning. You could've gone to a regular doctor but you've noticed the pack always goes to the hospital instead since Namjoon works there.

Hoseok isn't working until later, so he decided to tag along with you and Yoongi.

Yoongi carries you in and you're stuck in the waiting room for over an hour before you're brought back into a room.

The white walls mixed with the bright lights was making your headache worse. Faintly you can hear a child crying from the room next to yours and you can hear the buzzing of the lights above you.

The room smells overly clean and sterilized, which you suppose is a good thing; however, it doesn't smell very pleasant in your opinion. You've never liked hospitals or doctors; it's such a gloomy place to be. Nobody is thriving, everyone is just existing in the rooms. It's not a happy place in most occasions. It's a place people want to get away from as quickly as possible and back into an environment that's less mind-numbing.

Yoongi notices you're upset and he gets onto the bed with you, moving you so you're sitting between his legs with your back against his chest.

He runs his fingers through your hair, braiding pieces off it while you struggle to stay awake. You brought your bunny, its sat on your thigh. You're so tired.

A doctor comes in and its not Namjoon. The man seems friendly enough, though he gives you a weird look when you use your phone to communicate.

They take your temperature and look in your throat. They press on your stomach and feel your neck. You're uncomfortable. It's not a fun experience.

He decides to do a swab of your throat and you struggle not to gag. You want to go home.

You're left to wait again, watching some cartoon on the little TV that hangs on the wall, the sound coming through the remote rather than the TV speakers.

While you're waiting, Namjoon comes in and you reach for him. He walks to the edge of the bed and lets you hug him, cooing softly as you whine over not being able to smell his scent. He smells like the hospital, not like his usual rain.

"I know, baby, I don't smell very nice." He presses a few kisses to the side of your head.

"Hugging your patients is extremely unprofessional!" A nurse's high pitched voice practically whines out.

You can see the look of annoyance flash across both Namjoon's and Yoongi's faces. Namjoon lets go of you and you slump back against Yoongi.

"I'm not hugging patients, I was holding my omega." Namjoon speaks bluntly, yet still politely. Though the irritation in his tone is clearly there.

The nurse just scoffs and walks out of the room.

Namjoon leaves to get back to work and soon after the doctor comes back with the results. You do, in fact, have strep throat. You're prescribed some antibiotics and then you're sent on your way.

You take the first dose as soon as you get home then you go out into your shed. You take a few minutes to build a quick nest then you lay down and go back to sleep.

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TAEHYUNG

I get home from work and immediately collapse down onto the couch. I feel like absolute shit. I think I caught whatever Y/n has.

I get up and looks around for her, eventually finding her curled up in her little shed. She looks like she was just asleep but my opening the door woke her up.

She hums sleepily, looking up at me. "You got me sick." I mumble, my voice raspy and hoarse.

She moves to the side and puts her arms up to me.

"I can come into your nest?"

She nods.

I get in with her and wrap my body around hers from behind. I tangle our legs together and tuck my face into her neck, my chin hooked over her shoulder.

"Minnie needs to be home." I complain. Jimin is my safe place, much like Yoongi is hers. Hoseok is, too, but Jimin's arms are the safest place I can think of.

I don't feel good and I want my Jimin. Is that too much to ask?

She just whines at me, trying to tug a blanket up over our bodies. I help her and I sigh softly as the fluffy blanket settles over us.

"You know what we should get for you?"

She hums.

"A weighted blanket."

She gasps and nods quickly.

I smile, once I feel better, that's the first thing I'm doing.

I don't remember falling asleep, but waking up to Jimin jumping on me didn't make me as happy as I thought it would. I feel even worse now. I groan and curl up, bringing her y/n's legs up with mine. She whines loudly as she's woken up.

"You didn't ask to come into her nest." I grumble, voice still hoarse.

Jimin just rolls his eyes "it's time for dinner, come on."

I have no appetite, and considering the disapproving noise she just made, I don't think she has one either.

"No. Either come cuddle or go away." I whine at him, closing my eyes again and snuggling back into the omega in front of me.

Jimin goes to try and grab Y/n and a protective growl rumbles from deep in my chest before I can stop it. It's not playful, it's threatening. She's sick, she's vulnerable, and he was going to disturb her. Rationally, I know Jimin isn't a threat; he's our mate. Hell, we can feel each other's emotions. Speaking of right now he's a mixture of hurt and confused.

"Did you just.." he trails off.

"I'm sorry. She's sick and so am I and moving hurts, and you were gonna move her and then she'd be really upset and I panicked." I rush out, ignoring the feeling of swallowing shards of glass.

"You're both sick?"

I nod. "We don't want dinner. Just let us sleep. Please."

He nods, kissing both of our foreheads before leaving.

[siriusly-yoongi]

She wants to be saved chapter 22

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Pairing: alpha BTS × omega reader

Chapter Warnings: I don't really know what to put for warnings, mentions of self-harm, boobs, references to past sexual assault, lots of biting, unspecified long term stomach issues,

Word count: 3312

I don't like this chapter very much. My stomach has been in a flare these past few days so I've decided hers is too

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YOU

You wake up sweating, breathing heavily, with tears rolling down your cheeks. You feel their hands on you. Sobs fall from your lips as you quickly pull away from Namjoon and Yoongi. It's before 4:30 since Namjoon is still in bed. You accidentally wake them both up, along with a few of the others. You run to Yoongi's room. It's closest.

You tuck yourself into his closet, wishing you had your blue blanket. You haven't been using it at much recently since you've started to properly nest, but right now you need it.

You're not tucked away for long before Yoongi is pulling you out and holding you against his chest, whispering soft words as he kisses your head.

You eventually calm down and Yoongi brings you back to the den. Namjoon had decided to get up since it's close enough to the time he usually gets up.

You want your blanket. You try and get up but Yoongi holds you down. "No kitten, you're okay, just relax."

You whine and squirm until he lets you get up. You run and get your blanket, finding Namjoon in the kitchen on your way back. You walk over to him with your blanket wrapped around your body and collapse forward into his body. He smiles and wraps his arms around you, resting his chin on your head.

You don't want him to go to work. You're feeling extra needy so far today. You just wanna cuddle. You can't stop thinking about what happened. You still feel dirty.

You hold onto him, even once he tries to let go of you. "Baby, I have to go." He cups your face in his hands, making you look up at him.

"Jin is taking you to the police station today. You need to report what happened so that it doesn't happen to somebody else. Okay?" He rests his forehead against yours. You whine.

You don't want to. You don't want to talk to somebody. Your heart sinks when he adds on his next sentence.

"And you should report the first time as well."

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You hold your bunny close to your chest as you step out of the car. Jin takes your hand and leads you into the police station. You stop when you get to the door and look up at him, whining.

"Come on lovey, its okay." He tries to reassure you but it doesn't help.

You pull your hand away from his and turn to run. You make it a total of ten steps before arms wrap around you from behind and lift you off the ground.

Right. He's a police officer. He's fast.

You don't try and fight him, turning in his hold so you're facing him. He doesn't put you down. He carries you into the building and he speaks with someone while you hide your face in his neck.

You're brought back into a room and Jin sets you down in a chair. An officer comes into the room and Jin has to leave. You don't like that.

It takes you a few minutes to find your voice, but you eventually manage to recount what happened at the beach. You describe the men as best you can. The officer asks a bunch of questions and by the end of it, you're crying, trembling a little bit.

"A-And um, Namjoon wanted me to tell you about another incident that happened a couple months ago" you mumble, your voice shaking. You fidget with your fingers in your lap, your grip on your bunny tight.

And so you do the whole thing over again but with the first incident. You'd gotten their names from Hoseok this morning, he was nice enough to give them over willingly.

As soon as you're done Jin comes back in and you sob, reaching out for him. He pulls you into his arms and holds you close, kissing the side of your head.

"You did so good lovey. I'm so proud of you." He whispers softly, swaying gently back and forth as he holds you.

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Jin had taken the day off so right now he's taking you to a theme park that you saw while driving past and he just couldn't say no with the way your eyes lit up.

You leave your bunny in the car, practically bouncing up and down while you drag Jin behind you into the park.

"Don't tell anyone I brought you here, okay?" He smiles, and you nod quickly.

First, you drag Jin onto a ride that spins and you giggle and squeal the whole time. Jin yells and complains that he's gonna throw up.

You get off the ride and you're bouncing up and down, meanwhile Jin is being dramatic.

"We are not going on that again! I almost died!"

You spend the whole day at the theme park, ignoring your phone and having fun on the roller coasters and rides. Jin told everyone they were on their own for dinner while you and him share lemonade and fried chicken.

You end up stuffing your faces with ice cream and cotton candy, giving yourselves stomachaches.

It's dropping dark by the time you get back to the car, and you both have huge smiles on your faces.

"Did you have fun today?" Jin questions as he starts the car, you nod quickly, smiling back at him.

On the drive home, you play music with the volume up and you both sing along loudly. You're happy. Truly, you're happy.

You're not thinking about the beach, your depression or your anxiety. You feel light and you can't wipe the smile off of your face

When you get home you run through the door in search of Yoongi, jumping into his arms when you find him.

Jin stands behind you, smiling.

"Where have you two been?" You just giggle.

"You know, places." Jin smiles innocently, Yoongi's eyes narrow then he calls for Namjoon.

"Joon! Jin did something and wont tell me where he took the omega!"

Namjoon walks into the room, rolling his eyes. "Where did you take her?"

Jin just shrugs and goes to run out of the room. Namjoon catches him and keeps him from running.

"Tell us or I'll tickle you"

"You wouldn't!" Jin gasps dramatically

Namjoon tickles Jin's sides and he squirms and squeals, laughing.

"Okay! Okay! We went to the theme park!" Jin shouts between his fits of laughter.

Namjoon gasps "You took her without us!?"

You're in Yoongi's arms, giggling.

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JUNGKOOK

Unable to sleep, I carefully untangle myself from Jin and sneak out of the den. Jin gets up around this time anyway so if I accidentally wake him I wont feel too bad about it. I head up the stairs and into my room.

I plop down on my bed and turn on my small TV. I grab a controller and decide to play some video games. I slip a headset over my ears and get lost in the game.

My door suddenly cracks open after a little while and I glance up from the screen. The door opens more and I'm greeted with a very sleepy-looking omega, wrapped up in her blue blanket.

"Well good morning, puppy." It takes all my willpower not to coo at her. She looks so cute. And she's so small. I think I might have cuteness aggression. I just want to squeeze her and shake her, but like, with love.

"G' m'nin bunny." She mumbles back a sleepy good morning, her words all jumbled. I can't help but smile. She's never called me bunny before. And she's speaking.

Some days are better than others. Some days she speaks a lot, other days she doesn't utter a single word. The beach incident was a little over a week ago now and I feel like it's clear she's really struggling with it.

She wakes up crying most nights. She thinks we don't notice but we do. She doesn't realize she's been talking in her sleep, crying, begging for them to stop. It brought me to tears the first time it happened. She sounded so desperate, so scared.

The cuts and burns on her face have mostly healed; they were all pretty shallow so in a few more days I reckon they'll be gone completely. She's got some peeling scabs on her forehead so maybe not those ones, those may take a little longer.

I set my controller down and pull my headset off, setting them both on the bed. "Come here." I open my arms for her.

She sleepily trudges forward and slumps into my arms. I scoop my arm underneath her knees and pull her up onto my lap.

She makes a soft humming noise, nuzzling into my chest and purring softly. Her purr is still broken, but it sounds a little less scratchy than it first did.

I lay back on the bed, feeling her soft breaths on my neck as she nuzzles into me. She ends up falling asleep, and I surprisingly follow shortly after.

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I open my eyes as I feel her lick the side of my neck. I rub her head and let her scent me until she's satisfied with the strength of her scent on me.

I check the time and its around 6:30, still another half hour til breakfast. It's Saturday so everyone will be here this morning.

I get up and grab one of my shirts, coming back over onto the bed and pulling her to sit between my legs. I start to pull her shirt off, pausing to give her a chance to stop me. When she doesn't, I gently pull her shirt off and toss it to the floor.

My cheeks turn red as I see she has no bra on. Of course she doesn't; she was sleeping. Most girls don't sleep in a bra. I don't think. My mates were six other men for years, I don't have much experience with women.

I stare for longer than I should, my thoughts swirling into places they probably shouldn't. She seems to notice and she shifts onto her knees, then plops down onto her butt, making her boobs jiggle.

She smiles innocently up at me with her big doe eyes, blinking a few times to make herself looks sweet and innocent.

I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I know what I want to do. But knowing what occurred on the beach not too long ago, I'm afraid to try and touch her like that. Worried it will trigger her. Even if she is teasing me a little bit, I don't know what's going through her head.

My smile quickly fades as I notice faded teeth marks and yellowed bruises around her nipples and on the top of her boobs. If the marks are still this prominent after a week then I can't imagine how hard they had to have bitten her or sucked on her skin. Even the marks from us scenting her have mostly faded by now, more than the marks on her chest anyway.

My scent must turn because she cowers back a little, shrinking in on herself. "No no no, pup, I'm not upset with you. You didnt do anything wrong, don't worry. I just noticed the marks on your chest and they make me feel very angry." I rush out.

I'm not good with words but I hope I did good enough.

She immediately relaxes.

I hate that she has marks from other alphas on her skin. Marks she didn't want. Marks she didn't consent to.

Without thinking I reach up and run my fingers over the marks. She immediately tenses up, a quiet whimper escaping her as her scent momentarily goes burnt. But it just as quickly evens out again and returns to normal, though she stays slightly tense.

I start to pull my hand away but she grabs my wrist, taking a shaky breath. "Its okay." She whispers, looking up at me.

"Fix it? Your teeth will look way better than theirs." She mumbles shyly, looking down at the bed. Her cheeks are dusted pink and she squirms in her spot.

I smile. "Are you sure?"

She nods.

I don't know how we got here. I had originally intended to just put her in one of my shirts.

I look at her for a few seconds before I nod back and lay her back on the bed. I straddle her stomach and lean forward, looking for any sign of hesitation on her face. She just smiles.

I lean down and bite into the flesh on top of her right breast, sinking my teeth into her skin as hard as I can without drawing blood. It's not a mating mark; Joon would end my life if I marked her first. It's just a very deep bite mark. She yelps and squirms a little, but makes no move to get away.

I make a mark next to or over top of every mark her attackers made. Somehow, it moves on from her chest to her shoulders, to her arms and even to the one bruise she has on her ankle. By the end, she's covered in bite marks that are near every single mark that was still on her body. Well every visible mark with her underwear still on. I discarded her pajama pants but I didn't feel it was necessary to go any further. I even bit her cheek so she has a bite mark right on her face. I can already feel the pack's jealousy and I'm so excited for it.

She looks almost relieved. "Thank you, Kookie" she whispers, looking at me with the sweetest look on her face. I want to squish her and squeeze her until she explodes.

Yeah okay that's definitely a yes on the cuteness aggression.

I lean forward and press a kiss to her lips, biting her bottom lip before pulling away. She pouts at me and I just smile. I get off of her and pull her into a sitting position, pulling the shirt I grabbed earlier over her head.

I scent her heavily until Jin calls us down for breakfast.

I pick her up and carefully run downstairs. She whines loudly. "I don't have pants on! You can't take me downstairs! Jungkook!" That's the loudest I've ever heard her voice.

Everyone's heads turn toward us as I set her down in front of me. She whines, turning around so she can hide her face in my chest.

I smile sweetly at the rest of the pack. "Isn't it just a wonderful morning?" I say cheerfully as I sit down, pulling the omega down on my lap.

"I think you've had enough of her for one morning." Yoongi growls at me, grabbing her off my lap and settling her down onto his own. She just snuggles into his chest, content with Yoongi as always.

"Why don't you have pants on?" Jimin laughs with an eyebrow raised.

"How else was i supposed to bite her legs?" I roll my eyes sarcastically.

"Why were you biting her at all!?" Namjoon crosses his arms, looking so fed up with all of my bullshit.

"Well, it started when I took her shirt off to put my shirt on her but I realized she didn't have a bra on and I stared a too long and she's not as innocent as she looks because she made her tits bounce. She made them jiggle!" I rush out with very few pauses, looking around at everyone before continuing.

"Then I noticed the marks on her chest from when she was attacked and that made me really upset. So she asked me to fix it and cover them up with my teeth instead and like, I'm not gonna pass up the opportunity to bite her boobs. Are you crazy? Who would pass up that opportunity? A fool, that's who. Anyway what started off as one bite mark turned into marking over or near any mark that was left on her chest which then turned into the rest of her body and then I bit her cheek just cause I wanted to. Then I put my shirt on her and rubbed my scent all over her because she needs to smell like me because I'm amazing." I say this with very few pauses as well, talking really fast.

Its dead silent for a few seconds before Taehyung's whining breaks it. "I could've helped!"

"Yeah! Me too I could've helped too!" Jimin adds to the whining

"Should've let me watch" Jin huffs

Yoongi just growls at me while Namjoon just looks at me like I'm insane.

Hoseok looks like he cant decide how he feels. I think part of him wants to join in while a part of him is still struggling to accept her.

Once everyone calms down, Jin brings breakfast to the table. As we all eat, Yoongi takes his time to feed the omega. Swatting at her hands gently when she tries to do it herself.

She has toast with jelly and strawberry slices on top. She ends up finishing it and stealing some of Yoongi's rice as well. She's been doing way better with eating recently. She eats fruit no problem and she's pretty good with toast and rice. Anything beyond that, she still struggles with.

Once breakfast is done she takes Yoongi's wrist in one hand and mine in the other, dragging us both upstairs and into my room.

"Sleep" she mumbles, yawning. She was up with nightmares all night last night so it's no surprise she's still tired. Yoongi lays down against the wall and I lay on the outside edge, facing him. She climbs in between us and snuggles up chest to chest with Yoongi like she always does. This time I'm in Namjoon's position behind her.

She's asleep in a matter of minutes and Yoongi is out not long after. The only person who loves to sleep more than her is Yoongi. And that's saying a lot because omegas need 10-14 hours of sleep, where alphas only need 6-8 to function. He sleeps more than an omega.

I wake up to the suffocatingly strong scent of burnt cookies.

She isn't on the bed but instead on the floor, curled up with her knees to her chest, her arms folded over her stomach.

I get up and quickly rush over to her, putting my hand on her back. She's all sweaty and she's pale, pain written all across her face.

"Hey, hey what's wrong?" I pull her into my arms but she stays in the same position

It takes a little while but eventually she uncurls and holds onto me, seemingly just fine now. By now Yoongi is up and watching the scene unfold.

"What just happened?" I look down at her, confused. I'm relieved she's okay but I have no idea what just happened.

Apparently done talking, she grabs her phone and has it speak for her.

Sorry. My stomach does that sometimes. It's usually after I eat and that's what triggers it. My stomach will cramp up and I get super nauseous and clammy and pale. Sometimes I get hot flashes, other times I get super cold. Sometimes I throw up, sometimes I need to use the bathroom, and sometimes I'm just in pain. It comes in waves and it'll stop after an hour or so. As long as I don't eat again it won't happen again once this one stops. Its calm right now, but like I said, it comes in waves, so it'll be back

"No, don't apologize. How long has this been going on?" I run my fingers through her hair.

Since I was 14 or 15. Doctors have no idea what's wrong with me

I frown, picking her up and bringing her downstairs to Namjoon.

[siriusly-yoongi]

She wants to be saved chapter 21

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Pairing: alpha BTS × omega reader

Chapter Warnings: I don't really know what to put for warnings, mentions of self-harm, mentions of sexual assault, scenting, "scenting", reader is held in place unwillingly, there's no sexual content but I don't know what else you call this

Word count: 3896

I really struggle writing filler chapters, I find i have much more motivation and just overall an easier time writing angst and drama.

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YOU

Hoseok calls Namjoon and you can hear how angry he is in his voice. You're not really paying attention though.

After a little while of sitting with Hoseok, Namjoon comes rushing over and upon seeing the state of you Namjoon growls just like Hoseok had.

He pulls you into his arms and cradles your head to his chest. "Where did you go baby? What happened?"

You don't have your phone and you cant bring yourself to speak right now, a broken sob the only response you're able to formulate.

Once you get back to the house, your phone is immediately shoved into your hands and you have 7 alphas looking at you with worry written across their faces.

You sniffle and type out what happened, recounting the events when you first hurt yourself and why you ran. You tell them how you got lost in the woods, how you'd asked that lady for directions. You were honestly quite proud of yourself for talking to someone out in public. You told them how you'd gotten to the beach and taken a break and that guy had approached you. That's where you stopped typing and as your phone read it out, they could tell there was a lot more to the story.

You looked at Jimin, you knew he could get mad easily and you were afraid they'd all get upset, but him specifically. Not necessarily because you thought he would hurt you, by this point you knew he wouldn't. But because angry alphas always trigger you. And you don't know if you can handle any more right now

You move to sit with Yoongi and he pulls you into his lap, kissing the side of your head. Eventually, with enough coaxing, you tell them, in detail, what happened. You tell them about the guy picking you up and using his alpha voice on you. You tell them about the touching and harsh words. You don't go into too much detail about having them actually inside of you, but you explain that it happened. Then you explain the sand. You can still feel the sand inside of you. You explained how to cried and how Hoseok found you and they knew what happened from there.

Youve never seen them look or smell so angry before.

"Come here." Namjoon's voice is soft as he pulls you into his chest, taking you from Yoongi. But you can tell he's angry, seething.

You tuck your face into his neck, letting him hold you. He runs his chin over the top of your head, trying to cover up the other alphas' scents. You feel dirty.

"Do you want to take a shower or a bath? I think you should, it'll help with the sand and it'll wash some of their scents off." Jin suggests. He already knows you'll say no to going to police so he doesn't push for it, even though you know he wants to. Its written all over his face.

You nod, for once you do actually want to. You're willing to risk the water getting in your face. But you're so tired. You obviously didn't sleep last night and you're not sure you can hold yourself up long enough to properly wash yourself. But you really don't want anyone in there. The thought of any of them seeing you without clothes makes bile rise in your throat. You didn't care much before, but now the idea was mortifying.

You end up taking a shower by yourself, the water turned as hot as you can handle, then slightly hotter. You've gotten better with water touching your face, little splashes don't send you spiraling anymore. However if you were to put your face under the sprayer it would make you panic.

You lie on the shower floor and cry, your head away from the spray of water. The water hits your stomach as you lay there, burning your skin. The sting makes you feel a little cleaner. Like it's somehow sterilizing your body from what they did to it.

You don't know how long you lay there but it must be a while because there's a knock on the door. "Kitten?" The door cracks open and you look over to see Yoongi.

He glances at you and its not as mortifying as you thought it would be. Its just Yoongi, you're okay, you remind yourself

You look up at him with teary eyes, making no moves to get up. You're tired. So tired.

He closes the door behind him and sits down on the floor outside of the shower, he doesn't stare at you, he keeps his eyes either on your face or on the floor in front of him.

"You've been in here for an hour jagi." He looks at you with a worried look on his face. You sigh and sit up, reaching up to turn off the water.

You put your arms out to him like a toddler would to their parents, you're too tired to look after yourself right now. You're pretty sure if you stand up you'll collapse.

Yoongi lifts you up and wraps you in a towel. He's cautious when touching you, like he's afraid it'll set you off if he touches the wrong place.

He helps you get dressed and you're practically asleep on his shoulder by this point. He carried you straight down into the den and lays down with you still tucked against him. You feel someone wrap around you from behind, you can tell its Namjoon by his scent.

You sleep for a few hours, waking up around 3pm. You're still tired but you're not exhausted at least.

You feel hollow and heavy, and everything hurts.

The rest of the day you spent curled up in the den, mostly sleeping or getting scented by Yoongi and Namjoon as they try and cover up the other alphas' scents. They were faint by now after your shower, but they weren't gone completely.

Unfortunately the next morning was a Monday so everyone had to go into work at some point. Yoongi went into the studio today but Jungkook didn't have anyone to work with today so he's home with you.

You're out laying in your shed. The tv is on but you're just staring up at the ceiling. You don't find anything interesting.

Jungkook knocks then lets himself in. "Do you wanna go in the pool?" He questions.

Its s hot day, but you shake your head. You want Yoongi and Namjoon.

Jungkook slowly sits down next to you, leaving some space between the two of you. He doesn't say anything else, his eyes focused on the tv.

You notice him slowly inching closer to you, you don't know if he's doing it on purpose or if it's subconscious. The bond has been making you restless lately, urging you to touch your mates. You wonder if he feels the same way.

Eventually he ends up right next to you, your shoulders and legs pressed together as you lean back against the pillows.

You find it lifts that heaviness in your limbs, just a little. He slowly starts to pull you closer until you're on his lap, your shoulder against his chest as you sit sideways against him.

Lilo and Stitch plays on the tv and you find yourself sucked into the movie. Youve never seen it before, Jungkook however was mumbling some of the lines along with the characters.

About halfway through the movie, you start rubbing your chin over his chest. Idly at first, not really realizing you're doing it as you focus on the movie.

He doesn't smell enough like you. Your face scrunches up, showing your dissatisfaction with that. You rub your chin and cheek over his chest and shoulders with a bit more force, forgetting about the movie.

You pull back a little and inhale deeply, still not satisfied the strength of your scent on him.

He doesn't say anything, and you miss the affectionate gaze that's set on you as you pout.

You end up licking over his scent glands, pulling out his scent while depositing yours through your saliva.

Somehow, it ends up with open-mouthed kisses being peppered all over his neck and along his jaw. You're lost in your own little world, not noticing the heat in his face or the way he's staring to squirm as he struggles to hold still.

You let out a squeak as you're suddenly, but gently thrown onto your back, Jungkook's body coming to rest on top of yours, his arms on either side of you as he sits on just above your hips.

The light reflects off of the saliva still on his neck and face, making you giggle to yourself.

You should be scared after what happened yesterday, but for some reason you're not. It's Jungkook, your Kookie. He won't hurt you.

You've never been this close to him before, but you find yourself more relaxed than you thought you'd be. His big Boba eyes and bunny smile put you at ease.

He leans forward and mirrors your actions, running his tongue over your neck and down your jaw. He's hesitant at first, trying to gauge your reaction. You know he'd stop if you told him to. He'd be off of you in a second if you showed any sign of resistance. You haven't been close with him, but you know him enough to know he's afraid of hurting his mates in any way shape or form.

If he hurts someone's feelings even, the youngest alpha gets teary-eyed and apologizes profusely. Even though he's the youngest, you suspect he's stronger than half of the pack. He works out often and he's quite big. He's worried about accidentally hurting you; you've overheard him talking about it before. You trust him enough to let him do this.

When he senses no resistance from you, he switches to pressing kisses along your jaw and down your neck, eventually they turn sloppy and wet, leaving his saliva all over you like you'd done to him. He nips at your scent gland and you bite your lip to keep yourself quiet. You don't want to embarrass yourself by making noise. He's just scenting you, you tell yourself. Knowing full well by the look in his eyes it's much deeper than that to him. You remain in denial.

He ends up sucking on your skin just under your jaw, you can tell it'll leave a mark and you have a feeling that's exactly what he's trying to do.

The "scenting" continues for quite some time. Switching between who's "scenting" who. The two of you never actually end up kissing. Your lips never touch. It makes you laugh a little as you lie on Jungkook's chest. You pull out your phone to take a picture, gasping when you see your neck. You have deep purple marks all over your skin. You take the picture, making sure both your and his neck are visible. You'd left a few marks of your own that you are quite proud of. You don't send it to the group chat. You thought about it, but you're not bold enough for that. Not yet anyway.

Can we go to the store?

You have your phone speak for you, not feeling like trying to speak right now. Using your voice took a lot of effort, a lot of energy. You didn't want to ruin your good mood by trying to force words out.

Jungkook looks down at you for a few seconds before he shrugs. "Yeah, sure. I don't see why not."

He doesn't ask you what for and you don't tell him. He drives you both to the store and you get out. He takes your hand in his and you walk into the store.

You let go of his hand and run to the aisle that has beauty products. You hear him running behind you. You pick up a couple of boxes of hair dye. A bright, firetruck red. You hold them up to Jungkook and he just shakes his head, smiling.

"Oh, Namjoon is gonna kill me." He laughs. "First I mark you all up, then I let you dye your hair. I'm dead."

Jungkook ends up getting some bleach, deciding he wants to go blond.

Once you get back home you run to the bathroom. "Hold on, hold on. You gotta put on an old shirt first."

You end up in one of Jungkook's shirts with no pants on. You didn't wanna risk ruining any of your shorts so you'll be dying your hair in a large shirt and your underwear.

Jungkook puts the bleach in his hair first, then he has you stand in front of the mirror while he sections your hair out and puts the bleach into yours. It takes a lot longer than his did. You have long, thick hair.

You let it process, then he rinses his hair first. He rinses yours next, making sure not to get any water in your face.

He blow dries your hair then applies the red. It takes 2 bottles of dye since you have so much hair. He clips it up to let it sit while he uses some rubbing alcohol to get the dye off your skin in a few places.

He blow dries his own hair and you squeal. You love it.

"What do you think?" He asks with a big smile. You don't have your phone so you opt instead to grab his face and smash your lips into his. You pull away before he has a chance to kiss you back, but you think he gets the message.

He looks at you with a big grin.

Once your hair is done, rinsed, and blow dried, you look in the mirror and squeal. You're so excited.

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You and Jungkook stay hidden away in your shed until around 5:45, when you know everyone will have gotten home. You'd gone back to your "scenting", this time with way more kissing. Okay, it was mostly you two making out.

Jungkook walks in first, you stay hidden behind him.

Jimin notices first and chokes on his drink. Probably due to the marks on Jungkook's neck, not the hair color change.

Everyone looks over at Jimin and you step out from behind Jungkook. Jimin's eyes go even wider.

"It was her idea! She started it! Both things!" Jungkook throws you under the bus and you slap his chest with the back of your hand, playfully glaring at him.

Everyone looks over at you and they all have varying looks of surprise.

"I got to watch her walk around in my shirt and her underwear for 2 hours while I did her hair, and I got rewarded with kisses. I had a wonderful day! How are you guys on this lovely day!?" Jungkook has a huge grin on his face, looking a little smug. He's rubbing it in their faces, and by the soft grumbles he gets from all the alphas, you can tell they're jealous.

You run over to Yoongi, colliding with his chest. He quickly wraps his arms around you, glaring at Jungkook. You know its all playful, no one smells upset or angry. Just a little bit of jealousy.

You're still in one of Jungkook's shirts, a different, clean one though. Not the one you wore when you dyed your hair. And you have shorts on now as well. Pajama shorts.

Namjoon walks over and gently grabs your face, tilting your head to the side to get a better look at the marks on your neck. You struggle not to smile as you can practically feel the jealousy. They may be pack, but they still get jealous from time to time.

You're unaware that underneath the jealousy, they're all extremely proud of you for getting closer to one of them.

He runs his fingers over the marks and you whine when he presses on a few of them, smirking at you when you pout. He lets go of your face and steps back. "You smell so much like Jungkook I can barely smell your own scent." He grumbles as he plops down on the couch.

You just giggle and snuggle into Yoongi's chest.

After dinner, Jin tackles Jungkook and forces him to cuddle so he can breathe in your scent that's still all over Jungkook.

Namjoon takes to scenting the other side of your neck. Jungkook mainly stuck to the one side, and you wont let Namjoon scent the side Jungkook did.

Namjoon repeats the actions of Jungkook for the most part. Licking and kissing up the side of your neck and your scent glands. He's a lot more gentle than Jungkook was, taking his time without the desperate hunger that Jungkook had.

He leaves your face and jaw alone too. He bites down on your scent gland, not enough to break skin and mark you, but hard enough to make you squirm and leave an imprint for a few days. "One of these days baby, were gonna have to mark you permanently, hm?"

His voice is lower and quieter than you're used to hearing and it makes you shudder. He continues to mark up the side of your neck, he's softer than Jungkook sure, but he goes over the same areas for longer periods of time, leaving darker, bigger marks behind. He shifts your position a little bit, leaving you feeling some type of way.

He has your back pulled flush against his chest, one arm down across your stomach, his hand holding both your wrists in place against your stomach. His other arm is across your chest and shoulders. He's effectively pinning you in place.

You take a few shaky breaths, trying to remind yourself it's just Namjoon. That you're okay and you're safe. But images of being held down on the beach flash through your mind. You try and squirm to get free but you can't and panic squeezes in your chest, making it hard to breathe. Your scent has started to turn burnt, it's not super strong but it's definitely there. Tears roll down your cheeks, you can't get away.

Namjoon has long since stopped with the scenting, now he just has his face tucked into your neck. He's speaking to you but you're too panicked to understand what's being said.

Why won't he let go? He can clearly tell you're uncomfortable. You look over at the rest of the pack for help but no one moves to help free you. This makes you panic more. What's he gonna do to you? Did you make a mistake in trusting him? Oh god, is he gonna turn out like your ex?

A broken sob leaves your lips and his grip on you tightens instead of letting go. He isn't hurting you, the position is actually quite comfortable if you're honest. But the feeling of being held down on the sand won't go away. Is he mad that for what you did with Jungkook? Is that why he's doing this?

"Baby, do you trust me?" You hear it but you don't really process the words. You continue to thrash and squirm, getting yourself all worked up and upset.

He repeats himself, "Babygirl, listen. Do you trust me?" His voice is perfectly calm and quiet, gentle, like you're a frightened animal.

You choke on a sob, but nod slowly. You do trust him. You do.

"Good, that's good baby, I'm glad. You trust that you're safe with me right?" You nod again. You vaguely register what he's trying to do.

He's trying to get you to relax in his hold instead of letting you go. He wants you to face this instead of freaking out every time you cant move freely. He isn't going to harm you. You're not in danger. He's trying to help you. You just don't like the way he's doing it.

He continues to talk softly to you, pressing light kisses to the side of your neck once you start to calm down enough.

"Good girl. That's a good girl." He praises softly once you relax against him.

It only took half an hour...

You're still a little bit on edge. But you're safe. You know you're safe. It's just Namjoon. No one else.

He goes back to kissing and scenting your skin, holding you in place in that same position. You're still squirming, but not because you're trying to get away anymore.

Jungkook comes over and pushes your legs apart gently, watching your face the entire time. Like earlier, you trust him. You trust Namjoon too. Neither of them would force you to do something...unless it's for your own good anyway.

Jungkook cautiously nips at the scent gland on your inner thigh and you instinctively try and pull away. He glances back up at you, but finds no indication that you want him to stop. You watch him intently as he repeats his earlier actions on your neck on your thighs. The scent of the other alphas is still faintly there and you're actually glad he's covering it up with his scent instead.

With both alphas scenting you and kissing your skin at the same time you're unable to keep still. Whining softly as you squirm. You don't allow yourself to make any noise beyond that.

You watch as Jin pins Jimin in a similar position to what you're in, but he doesn't hold Jimin's hands down. Jimin actually keeps them down himself, like he'd been taught to do so or something like that.

Jin practically mirrors Namjoon's actions onto Jimin and Taehyung latches onto his other side, occasionally pulling away from his neck to press kisses to his lips.

Hoseok tries with Yoongi. He really tries. But Yoongi pushes him off. You've heard time and time again that Yoongi really isn't the touchy type. That you're the exception. Of course, he lets his pack hold him and scent him from time to time, but he has to be in the mood for it. And right now, he did not seem to be in the mood for it.

Hoseok slumps back, looking defeated. If there's one thing you've noticed about Hoseok, it's that he loves touch.

You don't want him to feel left out. It's making you sad to see him sad. You know that you don't have the best relationship with him, that he's still been rather hostile toward you, but you chirp at him anyway, trying to get his attention.

He looks up at the sound and smiles sadly. You tilt your head toward Namjoon showing the opposite side of your neck to Hoseok. Jungkook's scent is all over your thighs, it's okay if it's covered up on your neck you decide.

Hoseok looks at you, completely shocked. Yoongi has a similar shocked expression on his face. Hoseok slowly comes over and wraps his arms around both you and Namjoon.

Hoseok doesn't kiss or lick at your skin; instead, he rubs his cheek and chin over your neck and shoulders, just snuggling up to you. He's hesitant at first. And you can see Yoongi ready to pull him away if he needs to.

You just hope you aren't making a mistake by letting him do this. Hopefully, this is the first step in you two getting along.

[siriusly-yoongi]

Hi hi!! Just wanted to say, please do not be discouraged by the number of notes you’re receiving for “she wants to be saved”🥹

I understand that it’s kinda low BUT I JUST WANT TO SAY THAT I ALWAYS LOOK FORWARD TO YOUR UPDATES AND THEN IM FULLY INVESTED 😮‍💨😮‍💨

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[siriusly-yoongi]

Buddy, you need to put chapter warnings, or at least trigger warnings. You're casually writing about rape, cutting and so much more. There needs to be some warning. It's very difficult reading things like this for some people.

It literally says in the masterlist, read at your own risk, because I don't know how to do chapter Warnings properly. And it is mentioned at the top when it contains self-harm or sexual assault. If you don't like it, don't read it. Your triggers are not my responsibility. I'm sorry, but I cant be conscious of every single person out there. As someone who has real experience with both topics, I think saying the chapter contains it is just fine. If you know you can't handle things about that topic, then stop reading