#and how smitten he seems with jm...

[dearweirdme]

What always makes me wonder a little is the contrast we’ve seen 2023. Especially the first half we got stuff like the IG live or the Dreamers premiere where JK looked undeniably smitten. More so than Tae, like he was a glowing, giggling mess :) then especially second half he got very busy and was working a lot and therefore I assume their time together was more sparse and with military looming & pressure to have some good solo eras probably more difficult to maintain. And still they evidently found time - and that’s only what we got to see publicly. So then I actually don’t really understand that / how - when we saw them together during this time - JK often appeared annoyed. Was he maybe stretched too thin or maybe he was overly protective and wanted to make sure he doesn’t let anything slip or be too obvious? All possible. And we still have some soft moments in AYS or Suchwita or backstage when Tae surprised him, sure. But more so than not in the same situations it often felt like he was annoyed by him or irritated? The way he acted when Tae came onto his Suchwita episode, some of the situations in AYS, Tae being there so supportive backstage…JK from years ago would beam at him and rather visibly even more relax and enjoy his time. I know we don’t know them nor their characters or motivations, but just from the outside JKs behavior sometimes felt contradictory and definitely different than it used to be in similar situations before. Although yes them hanging out with each other outside of band stuff and getting filmed or on camera maybe added to some stress or novelty which Tae may have handled better than JK? Not saying that this means a or b or that JK doesn’t like spending time with Tae, I’m just trying to understand why we saw what we saw :)

Hi anon!

So, you and I feel differently about the second half of 2023. I don’t feel Jk was annoyed or irritated by Tae. I feel strongly that the moments that are usually brought up to argue this are misconstrued (and often intentionally so). One thing to keep in mind is that the first part of 2023 we got footage from them in more private settings. Dream premiere, the insta live, the many times we saw them hang out and mention each other, all had a less official sense. The second half of 2023 we saw them more in official footage. Suchwita, Inkigayo, AYS were all moments in which they were very consciously on the job and therefore more on guard. That alone is reason for a slight difference. Not only that, but without the constant five other members around people just look at Tae and Jk differently and during 2023 there was a huge tendency of fandom to make Jk seem indifferent and Tae somewhat of a victim or attention seeker. Imo this was heavily pushed by different sides of fandom (taennies, jkkrs, jkkry-taennies, but also a side that was very pro-tae and anti jk who started shipping Tae with Goff).

Imo fandom conversation can be very determining in how people start to look at certain moments. We see this in many ways. Jkkrs for instance have gaslighted themselves into thinking AYS was a romantic getaway for Jk and Jm while that was certainly not their first response to AYS dropping. AYS conversation is heavily dominated by Jkkrs ofcourse, and that means some things they have said bled through in fandom as a whole. Even some tkkrs have adopted Jkk opinions (perhaps unconsciously), because that’s what they have repeatedly read. One of Jkkrs responses to Jeju was to say that Jk was rude toward Tae and that he said things to make it clear to Tae that he didn’t want him imposing on his time with Jm. They basically stopped being rational.

This is one of the moments that’s used to say Jk didn’t want Tae there:

What Jk meant is that there’s probably not going to be another opportunity for anyone to be a guest at AYS, but people argue that he meant they didn’t want guests. I didn’t enjoy the constant use of ‘guest’, I think had they left it at one or two jokes it would’ve been fine, but it was overdone and people use it as a reason to argue Tae was unwanted.

Jk has a certain sharpness at times. I mean.. who doesn’t. I don’t think for one moment that Tae is exempt from Jk’s sharpness. Just like Jk isn’t exempt from Tae’s sharpness. But people have taken Jk’s sharper moments with Tae to argue that he didn’t enjoy having Tae there or that he’s easily annoyed by him, but they do not generally value Jk’s sharper moments with Jm the same. And I’d argue that there’s more sharper moments between Jm and Jk than Tae. This one was particularly sharp imo… and it’s burried. Not that I necessarily feel it should be spoken about, but it does show an unfair assessment by army.

And Jkkrs themselves noticed Jk’s sharpness or distance from Jm. But when their blogs got asked about it their answers were to deny it, to say the anon was an anti or a tkkr, or in one hideous instance to explain it by using Jk’s supposed neurodivergence as a reason (ugh).

I feel it is also pretty shitty to mention these moments of sharpness without taking into account all the cute and loving moments. Because those cute and loving moments were abundantly there. Jk’s smile when he spotted Tae behind him during the karting, Jk climbing up to encourage Tae for his jump, them cuddling, them sharing a brain during the watergun fight, Jk looking at Tae from the pool when he was going to bed, the cute skit during the chickenfry.

Jk and Tae at Suchwita was so nice imo. It’s a very controlled situation though, interview style, specific talking points, Jk and Yoongi (and if my theory about Tae being expected is right.. Tae as well) would have known what to say and not say and be more on guard. This is normal in a setting like that. I have found that a lot of people have no clue about when someone is making a joke. This was Jk joking:

I have no other way to explain it than that people who see this as anything other are just plain wrong. There’s one moment in which they disagree, but disagreement is truly very normal and I don’t feel this moment was unjust in any way.

Again, people love to tag on to moments like this and make it into something it’s not. They don’t value that Jk also smiled at Tae like this:

The same goes for Inkigayo imo. I think Jk was a bit whiny because he was expecting Tae earlier. Not because he didn’t want him there.

I think what matters a lot is to have a good understanding of who Tae and Jk are, and of how the business works. Tae is no pushover and Jk is not a mean and indifferent person. All this to say that I don’t feel much has changed between them at all, but rather the ways in which we have seen them was different. I think fandom chatter has also been very influential when it comes to how people judge certain moments. Another thing to take into account is that Jk’s reaction to fans talking about Tae is something different than his actual reaction to Tae.

[pancakejikook]

that anon giving a comaprison between jk's behaviour with tae and jm seemed very rational and logical considering in comparison to us who are more in our delulu minds, using theories etc, to stay confident in the fact that there is something there, (tbh yes jk would have called jm a guest too if it was tk vacation, its reasonable to assume that, and yes jk was more involved with tae and less with jm in eps 3 when jm was sick in comparison to eps 4 where tae was sick and still very much including and involving tae) what the anon said one part of my brain finds it incredibly reasonable and plausible and logical. the other side which is more into the jkkr space tries to refut it. saying jk are boyfriends in comaprison to that is not a fact but something we assume. perhaps you couldnt be bothered or i hvae seen a lot of jkkrs not to be bothered with these asks which sort of expose the fanatasies (which i mean we can all agree are not facts so yeah fantasy/theories or whatever you want to say) with reasonable and logical asks they side step it very often, (something i faced too in this jkkr space). Ans idk after all this time i am thinking that it is perhaps because you/they dont have a reasonable counter to the logic. because it is a fact that, tk were more involved with each other in eps 3 when jm was sick than when tae was sick he was still more involved /asked to be involved by jk (often by jm too) and yes jm looking dead comments in eps 1 and 2 was more harsh jokes than in comparison to tae when sick, and yes jm would have been treated the same by tkkr as a guest if it was thier vacation (we cant claim teh oppsoite when ther eis no proof for that scenario ) we can reach all type of responses and theories to refute that but we cant because we dont know the truth, so the logical and reasonable method is the way to go , hell its also one of teh principles of a reasonable person threshold, that when ambigious one should be teh way a reasonable person woudl view things and i am sorry to say that the anon sounds reasonable perhaps thats why a lot of jkkrs sidestep such reasonable logic asks.

No, there was nothing logic about it and jikook being boyfriends is not a "delusion", we can't be sure they are but it's a very real possibility, not a delusion. Both you and the other anon are focusing on the wrong thing. It makes no difference if jk was interacting with Tae when jm was sick and was interacting with jm when Tae was sick (which for the record is exactly what one would expect?), the difference is in the way jk acts with jm vs how he acts with Tae when they DO interact. With jm he's playful but he's also soft, flirty, attentive, and quite frankly looks straight up smitten. With Tae he can be somewhat sweet but he's mainly just playful and very bro-like. This is something that had been going on for years and hasn't changed, and can been seen in AYS too. This is something that can be be applied to the other members as well. Do you understand?

[chickenkurage]

CHAPTER 5- CHAPTER 5- CHAPTER 5 OF THE VICAGENT FANFIC- WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO IT'S GETTING HOT IN HERE- TIME TO YAP-

DANG THE BEEF WITH AGENT AND CHOSEN IS CRAZY OR INSANE TO ME NGL- BUT HONESTLY THAT WOULD SOMEWHAT HAPPEN DURING THE AFTERMATH OF EVERYTHING SO IT MAKES SENSE AND VICTIM IS JUST THERE AT FIRST- (no wonder the tag says chosen will be a little sh*t in this-) LSKHKJSBKJBKJSBKJSHKJSHKSMB THEY'RE HOLDING HANDS AGAIN THEY'RE HOLDING HANDS- AGENT SMILED I KNEW IT- VICTIM'S FROZE EXPRESSION FROM IT *INHALES* YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND DANG THOSE TWO ACTUALLY DID DO SOME FIGHTING TOGETHER BY SPARRING AND THEY HAD A LITTLE TALK, YES CHOSEN'S RIGHT AGENT GET YOURSELF TOGETHER AND BUILD UP THE COURAGE AT LEAST AND JUST GO FOR THAT KISS!!! AND NGL BUT WHEN VICTIM SAYS ABOUT AGENT BEING AN IMPORTANT PERSON TO THEM JUST SEEMS HEARTWARMING TO ME IMMEDIATELY OH MY GOSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH- THEY KISSED- THEY KISSED PEOPLE- THEY KISSSSSSSED, THEY'RE ACTUAL FIRST KISS WE ALL SAY IN UNISON, AND OH THEY ARE REALLY MAKING OU.... *INHALES* DANG- YEP OH MY GOSH- THOSE MOMENTS WERE A LOT TO TAKE IN WHILE READING IT- ALSO I NEVER EXPECTED THERE WILL BE A PART AT THE END WHERE AGENT SUDDENLY GETS INJURED AND VICTIM BEING CARING AND WORRYING, SOMETHING I NEVER KNEW I NEEDED IN THIS FIC SO YES- AND OFC ONE OF THE MERCS CAUGHT THEM RED HANDED, HAZARD HOW WILL YOU EVEN TELL THEM ABOUT THIS-

And I absolutely agree with the notes at the end, we want vicagent we all say in unison!!! XDD

The line "It's getting hot in here" gave me some chills *looking at that certain vicagent fic i made* Yeah.....try not to read that one if this fic already shocked you (for your peace of mind, do not read it, i repeat, do not dig deep under my ao3 account :'') )

For the people who have read that two specific fics, please....let's all not talk about it, me and JM we're clearly trying to tap the dark side at that time XDD

ANYWAYS IT IS GETTING HOT IN HERE!! IT'S INDEED YAPPING TIMEEE

Agent and Chosen has that serious beef with each other, and especially Agent to Chosen LMAOOOO. It was hilarious to write that, because they act like siblings, with Chosen annoying the fuck out of Agent and Agent just retaliating in response. He literally loses his composure when it comes to Chosen (and not in a good way like Vic does XDD). Chosen is indeed a little shit in this fic, he is an annoying little shit that wouldn't stop pestering Agent to spar LMAO.

Agent smiling for Victim,.....ah so cute, and so utterly gay *shakes head* So utterly smitten, Agent is so far gone as well as Victim. They are so far far gone people, no one can get them out anymore at this point XDDD.

Chosen and Agent sparring, and Chosen's odd way to give Agent confidence XDD. We know he is giving Agent the "pep talk" but in a really really weird way. Bro basically beats his brother in law just to apparently help him build his confidence XD

Well we all know Victim holds Agent in such a high regard, possibly higher than anyone else LMAO. He's just smitten like that!

Ah the make out LMAOOO, that's so gay, imagine making out with your boss. That's just crazy *looks at Agent* so damn crazy.....

I hope you weren't too shocked by that "make out sesh" LMAOOO. Even when i was writing that i was thinking "This has the tag No Smut right? This isn't smut right? RIGHT?!" and that even made me debate if i should add the make out session cause i was panicking inside, considering it's a pretty important part of the story (note: it's not, it's fanservice shhh)

Agent injured and caring Victim heheh, and about Hazard. It's safe to say he couldn't explain what he just saw by signs and symbols. He only just confused Primal and Ballista as he tries to explain it all LMAOOOOO.

We need more VicAgent! We shout in unison!.....yes ehehehe!

I actually plan to have another part of this series, which are just some one shots with our lovable VicAgent LMAO, mostly just to fuel the vicagent lovers since there are barely any vicagent out there.

So i will take it upon myself, to write every prompt i can think of, and i would probably ask you guys as well cause i am really not creative on the romance part :((( So I'll probably entrust that to you guys if there are any specific stuff you want to happen between Victim and Agent xP

ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS HEHEHEHE - S

[kkyujikoo]

Jikook + Bam are precisely the stereotype of "one of the partners wanted a pet and the other didn't, but now the pet is 100% in love with the less willing partner and hangs onto every word they say"

[floradinterlunium]

In The Words of Sherlock Holmes, “The Absence of Evidence is Evidence.”

I know we risk being called delusional and “acting like tkkers” when we make claims like this but the distinguishing factor lies in the details. While the statements are similar the evidence is not.

Why Delusional for Tkkers and Not Jikookers?

Tkkers made this claim when BTS was still active as a group, when they were being constantly followed by cameras and film crews, when there was evidence that strongly suggested that Tae’s and Jk’s relationship was on rocky ground (later confirmed). 

It was a delusional claim because it was going against the plethora of evidence. It wasn’t that there was a lack of evidence, there was plenty of evidence--documentaries, Run episodes, Bon Voyages, Behind the scenes moments, members own words, etc. and tkkers refused to accept it because it went against their own narrative. They made wild claims that the footage we received was a lie because Big Hit was hiding Tk’s relationship. Their claims were in stark contrast to what we were witnessing with our very own eyes. Therefore when they claimed “The absence of evidence is evidence” it was delusional Because there WAS evidence...they just didn’t want to accept the footage we were seeing because it didn’t align with their beliefs.

To help you better understand the insanity of how Tkkers framed their argument that the “absence of tk proves tk,” let me provide you with an analogy: Imagine you were on trial for murder and it was the prosecutors turn to make their case. While they were presenting their argument to the Jury they showed a video of you sitting at home on the night of the murder. Hour after hour of footage shows you not leaving your home, even during the time of the murder you were sitting at home. After showing the footage the prosecutor claims this was slam dunk evidence that you in fact committed the crime because the lack of footage showing you leaving the house proves that you in fact did leave the house. 

In this scenario the prosecutor represents tkkers. The prosecutor had all the evidence in the world to exonerate you but instead of using the footage to  clear your name, they claim that the “evidence” that should actually acquit you, is actually a lack of evidence that proves your guilt. 

Do You see the insanity of that?  That is what Tkkers consistently do! The look at any evidence that goes against their tkk narrative as a lack of evidence.

Jikookers are NOT the Same!

Jikook have demonstrated year after year and time after time just how close they are. Every behind the scene moment, documentary etc. shows how much time the spend together. Members frequently confuse them and have a hard time of separating Jimin and Jungkook. Jimin’s dad seems to have a very strong preference for JK and JK’s brother and mother seem to have a strong preference for Jimin. Their families have been spotted together on numerous occasions. Let’s not mention rated R moments! and GCFs. There’s a looong history of evidence that illustrates their bond and intimacy. 

So the radio silence, which legitimately is the definition of lack of evidence, is strange because it goes against the norm. One can say that this could mean they’ve broken up or are no longer that close but the moments/crumbs we have been given demonstrate nothing of the sort. From JM messaging JK on WLive and JK looking smitten every time JM comments, From JK’s long lives dedicated to JM. The short clip we have of JK visiting JM during rehearsal or when Hobi was leaving. The moments we’ve been given still show they are incredibly close. So why aren’t we seeing them together as much or why aren’t they telling us about how much they are together? This is where we say, the absence of evidence is evidence. 

We know they are still close and can infer from certain interactions (”come have chicken with me,” “come visit me again for practice,” drinking together, “Jimin hyung will come box when he’s done) that they are still very much so hanging out and a lot but why are they no longer being loud about it? Why the silence?

I think this has a lot to do with the fact that BTS served as a sort of protection for them. When BTS was fully active Jikook being together so much could be excused...they share a car bc that’s how the company has paired them, they are together late because they were the last two finished for rehearsal, they hang out late at night because sometimes members live together still...these are excuses people made regarding the degree to which these two hung out. This level of protection is no longer available to them. If they are seen constantly hanging out people will start to question them more. Korean Media and stans already suspects they are more than friends, some might even know. 

There’s a lot to suggest they are still hanging out a lot, and nothing to suggest the contrary...we just aren’t being shown anything anymore and that’s telling. Two members that were “just” friends would have no qualms about sharing the fact that they are hanging ou (Taekook, Jungkook and J-hope, J-hope and Tae, Jihope, RM and Jimin)...that fact that since BTS went on their break Jikook have been quiet about it, but alluding to it is odd. 

So yes, the recent absence of evidence is evidence simply because it goes against the plethora of evidence we have from years of interactions, and the few current moments we have. 

[my-chocker-is-too-tight]

Obsession

James March

word count: 2,1k

Synopsis: After James lays his eyes on you he is instanly smitten by your beauty. He knew he had to have you just for himself ,forever.

I can't believe that Luna dragged me to a party again. She always says I should go out more ,for once I might agree with her. I've  never been to the Hotel Cortez before but I'm actually enjoying myself here. There's soft jazz playing in the background which helps me calm my nerves. Not many people appreciate this kind of music nowadays. Everyone seems to be enjoying themselves as I'm calmly observing this hushed scene. Even Luna found someone for the night. Just as I was about to take another sip of my drink a guy approaches. I get that it's a costume  party but this guy takes the price. He blends in with the whole 1920s look. "Good evening darling! Let me introduce myself." He says while he takes my hand into his. "I'm James Patrick March owner of the Hotel Cortez." He said then kissed my hand softly ,I can't help it but I start to giggle a bit at that. "My name is Y/N it's truly a pleasure to meet you." I know the party’s theme is quite old fashioned but he is so charming. Just because the theme is the 20s that doesn't mean you have to act like someone from that time. But I still play along with him. Before I can continue thinking he says "I'd like to point out that you look rather stunning tonight dear." I'm ashamed that I can't control myself as I feel blood rushing to my cheeks.

Basically that's how the whole night went. We had pleasant conversation all night. I learnt a lot about him ,such as how he is interested in arts ,one of his passions are architecture. We shared a couple of drinks. I insisted that I should pay for my own drinks but James is such a gentleman. It was all good until Luna showed up and stated that she is too drunk to drive herself home ,so I had to call an Uber for us. I also had to say goodbye to James. I didn't even had time to ask for his number.

Now I'm sitting in my living room pondering about last night. James is a charmer with both words and looks. I simply can't get this majestic man out of my mind. I wanted to see him again but I don't know how. Just because he is the owner of the hotel that doesn't mean he is always there. He didn't give me any way to contact him. Plus he seems to be way too important of a person to waste his time with me. Just because we spent a night together that doesn't mean he is interested in me any further. Just as I was about to fully sink into melancholy my doorbell rings. I check the door but there is no one there. I almost closed the door ,but out of the corner of my eyes I barely noticed a bouquet of roses. They were a deep red colour and smelled like heaven. I quickly put them in a vase ,as I'm doing so I notice a note. It has fancy handwriting on it ,I can hardly believe that it's not printed on. The note reads " Meet me in Hotel Cortez at 8PM for a fine dinner. -JM" 

I should have known the roses were from James. How many other people do I know that would do something so romantic? Sadly none ,let’s just say my love life isn’t the most thrilling. I have no clue how James got my address but I couldn’t be happier. Suddenly realisation hits me, it’s already well into the afternoon and I still have to get ready. I don’t even know what to wear for such a fancy dinner! I have to call up Luna and ask her for advice! I need to get myself together fast if I want to look my best tonight. It seems like my luck have run out ,for some reason Luna won’t pick up the phone. Great ,now I’m on my own. Okay calm down ,take a deep breath ,I can do this! 

After my little pick me up I went to shower ,it helped me relax a lot. After shower I did my hair and makeup. I put a couple waves in my hair ,all secured in place by pins. My makeup was simple and neutral ,finished with red lipstick. Then I put on a floor length black velvet dress with a heart shaped neckline. Lastly I put on some black high heels and a long fur-trimmed coat to finish the look. I give myself a last once over in the mirror and I look absolutely stunning! I can’t wait to see what James think!

I arrive at the Hotel Cortez precisely on time. As I don’t want to make a bad impression. I walk up to the receptionist “Hello Liz! It’s nice to see you again! I’m here to meet Mr.March ,he invited me for dinner.” I just met Liz last night but she is an absolute delight to have around. “Nice to see you too again! Glad to hear last night went well. James will be waiting for you in room 64. Don’t make him wait for too long ,I can tell that he is totally into you girly!” I swear Liz only said that to make me blush ,I barely met James last night. We did have a wonderful time together ,we also have a lot in common ,but I don’t think he is that into me just yet.

I took one last deep breath before knocking on room 64′s door. I hope I look good enough for James. Taking him off his feet shouldn’t be a problem if what Liz said is true. Abruptly the door opens “Good evening Darling! It’s a pleasure to be seeing you again! It’s quite the honour to have such a marvellous women for dinner. Please do come in!” He takes my hand and gives it a gentle kiss ,all the while maintaining eye content. I just arrived and I��m already a blushing mess ,I can’t think straight with James around. He is absolutely charming ,romantic ,confident and good-looking. He leads me towards the dinning table ,already set with our food. He helps me sit down before he pours out two glasses of wine ,he gives me one then takes a seat opposite of me. He raises his glass and I follow suit “Let’s drink to this exquisite evening together with our blossoming relationship.” My cheeks are burning up as I take a sip of wine with him.

The whole night goes by super fast. With conversation flowing naturally we had a fantastic time tonight. After a couple glasses of wine I could relax to truly enjoy myself with James. He was such a flirt the whole time ,even now as it is almost midnight. Time flew by with him but it is time for me to leave. “James ,thank you so much for tonight! I can’t remember when was the last time I had such a great time with somebody. I wish this night could last forever, I’m looking forward to our next date. It’s almost midnight ,I must leave now. I’m starting to feel rather drowsy.” I can’t help but yawn ,when did I get so sleepy? “I’m glad to hear the feeling is mutual Dear! I too wish we could spend eternity together. It’s unsafe out there for such magnificent woman at this hour. May I offer you a room in the Hotel Cortez for the night?” He looks so sure of himself ,I love his confidence. I can’t deny him ,after all he is right. I feel like I could fall asleep at any minute. “You are right James ,I should stay the night. Thank you for your kindness.” His face lights up in joy at my obedience  “Great! Let me help you to your room Darling!” He takes my hand gently once more as he leads me to a room nearby. Interestingly enough there are clothes already set out on the bed for me. Right now I’m too tired to question James about it. “Hope this will do for the night Darling! I ordered a maid to bring some clothes once it became late. I had a feeling you would be staying at the hotel for longer.” James said with an all knowing smirk “Thank you for being so thoughtful James. I will see you in the morning. Good night!” James let go of my hand and I already miss his touch “Good night Darling! We will meet in the morning don’t worry.” He closed the door behind himself and I’m more than ready to sleep. I just put on the nightgown provided by James and I instantly fall asleep.

I awake in a different room to mine. I try to stay calm but after last night’s nightmare it’s hard to do so. In my nightmare somebody was strangling me ,it was too dark to make out who. I had tears in my eyes as I was pleading for the person to stop. Using all my might to try  and push them off but I could only scratch them. After some time I couldn’t fight anymore and I stopped breathing. After my nightmare I fell into a dreamless sleep. I feel so cold in this room ,I must try to find my way out. To my surprise James comes in with a tray of food. I’m so confused ,I hope James can explain what is happening. “Good Morning Darling! I hope you slept well last night. I heard that you must have had a nightmare. I took it upon myself to relocate you to my room to provide some comfort. Don’t worry Darling I’m a gentleman.”  I’m glad James is so caring but I have my doubts about his story. First how could he have heard me from multiple rooms away. I had to have been very loud. Second I swear I could see some scratch marks on his hands. Maybe I didn’t even had a nightmare and James killed me in my sleep? That’s impossible ,I wouldn’t be here than. Still I know he is not telling the truth. I’ll go home soon anyway ,I can make up theories about last night there. “Good morning James! Thank you for the breakfast ,I’m afraid I have to turn the offer down. I’d like to go home now. I already over stayed my welcome. Thank you for the amazing dinner.” 

All of a sudden James starts frowning. He puts the tray of food down then walks over to me and takes a seat on the side of the bed. He looks at me then takes my hands in his softly “I didn’t wanted you to find out so early Darling” he says with a pained expression on his face. I don’t know what he is talking about but I’m afraid. “I love you  terrifically. You have to understand that I did this for us! Thus we can share eternity together.” I don’t know what he is talking about but now I know that I have to get out. He is absolutely insane! “When I met you at the costume party I immediately knew we were meant for each other. Nothing and nobody can come between our love. I could not have been happier than when you said yes to come back to me. I couldn’t let you go after that. You are too pure for the cruel world outside of this hotel. Don’t worry Darling now that I have you ,I’ll always protect you ,there is nothing to be afraid of as long as I’m by your side.” A shiver runs down my spine as I listen to his speech. I’m terrified of him and what he is capable of. “James ,What did you do? What did you do to me?” I honestly don’t even know if I want to hear it , I’m too scared of the possibilities. “Darling ,I had to do what had to be done.  It saddens me that I had to kill you ,but I did it for us! For our happiness ,for our future together! Darling ,you are a Goddess ,an exquisite being ,I’ll worship the ground you walk on! Other man aren’t good enough for you! Can’t you see that we were made for each other!” I can’t handle this. It was James ,not a nightmare. I let the tears fall down as I start sobbing. “Am I dead?” I ask James in between sobs “Yes Darling, I’m sorry. Don’t be sad, I’m right here. You will be happy with me ,don’t worry I’ll always protect you.” James pulls me into a tight embrace as I sob into his chest. This is my forever now ,trapped with my own murderer.

[kanmom51]

I was rewatching Jungkook’s graduation video and went through the comments and was surprised at how no one seems to notice the tension between him and Jimin. Like either I’m delusional or they’re blind. Jimin’s is so smitten and the flirting was so strong. The couple vibes the video gives off are immense. It still makes me a lil uncomfortable to watch it because it feels like such an intimate moment. I just feel like I’m intruding. Anyways, it’s crazy how most ARMY are clueless about Jikook. Especially since they’re so obvious. I don’t get how people don’t see it.

The way JM was looking at JK. The way JK serenaded JM. The song he was singing to him. The flirty interaction and JK asking for an apartment as a gift. Not to mention JM's Tweet. And that was just in the car.

No, you're not the blind one here anon.

[parkminijiminie]

As I'm watching Memories 2019, I can't help but think that JK reaally didn't stand any chance but to be smitten with Jimin. Minie is just so affectionate and sweet to him all the time, in so many moments he's being a partner in crime for JK, making him laugh, giving him hugs, not being able to keep his hands at bay, just being an overall ray of sunshine. No wonder Jungkook, a known introverted romantic, would stick to Jimin like a magnet. They seemed to be really made for each other, taking that "I am you, you are me" to a whole new level.

Just imagine having someone that wonderful, sweet, playful and damn pretty and sexy, doting on you and showering you with all sorts of love and affection all the time.. I don't know how JK manages not to be a blushing mess all the time, I know I would be. I truly don't know how Jungkook holds himself back from just snatching Jimin away.

Not to sound delulu, but they look like such cliche "two people in love" that it's making my head spin. The way JM touches JK, the way Jungkook looks at Jimin.. it's all too much.

Regardless of the romantic vibes I'm getting today, their bond is simply just astounding, so strong, tested yet sweet and tender. And it keeps getting better.. They're both just so lucky.

[ineedacalicocat]

Is it just me or does jikook really seem like they are falling in love for the first time all over again or something? I swear lately JM really seems like a little kid blushing and giggling whenever his crush so much as breaths. It reminds me of that song bubbly by Colbie Caillat. That warm giggly feeling you get when your falling in love? They just give me that vibe call me nuts. It is so sweet when JM looks down with that little smile and you can tell he's shy. I don't know what's been going on with them lately but man his birthday live they just seemed smitten.

Yea I also sensed that. And i still am wondering why??? Like jimin wasnt like that before. I really am curious why the sudden shyness? Like why?? It really looks like the first stage of a relationship :Dand when jungkook came the way he stand there like he stood there like a boyfriend i dont know how to explain it and the boi came just in a minute like wtf he looked so boyfriendy :( he immediately left what he was doing and came this behavior of him reminded me so much of my ex. It was middle in the night and i was like i miss you :( and 2 minutes later he was in front of my door and i was like wtf you doing here and he said you said you missed me :D i was like revisiting a memory when i saw that in the vlive it was so cute. But we were also in the first stage on our relationship back than thats why i relate to it so much. It really looks like they are flirting and going out adnjssk and dating but like first days that cheesy bubbly times :D and i just cant believe it it feels so different because im used to jimin being always brotherly with jungkook by brotherly i mean back then he would always put a distance like it was like he didnt wanna show that side to us he would always remind us that jungkook is his brother thats why all these shippers use that thing toward jikook. And this also reminds me back in 2018 i guess in the recording someone said i think it was tae? Jungkook and jimin acts differently when they are in home i guess he said something like that but after 2020 they are like playing around and trying to show more maybe? Its like they dont care anymore and showing us them how they are usually are offcam. And the reason why members usually feel awkward is i think the staff always have to watch their vlives. Maybe thats why jimin felt awkward and shy i dont know but his shyness was absoulety had to do with jungkook :D

[dearweirdme]

Okay, so I decided to do some self-torture and go and search "jikook" on youtube and I started watching some of the videos. I was almost a little afraid that I'd start watching the videos and have a panicked revelation that I was wrong all along and that there actually is something to jikook.

But let's just say I was laughing a big chunk of the time. The way people take such insignificant moments between the two of them and turn them into something completely crazy is hilarious. The grasping at straws is too funny.

I truly think it's strange how people just look at their interactions at face value. It's so bizarre to me. Even things that might seem "sexual" to them like an ass slap or something... doesn't mean it's sexual if you look at years of them interacting. They are so clearly just friends.

I've been an ARMY since 2015 and a Taekooker for almost as long. The amount of butt slaps they've all given each other is incredible. Does that mean they are all dating? lol But seriously, a big reason why I became a taekooker was not due to the individual moments between them. Because that's silly. All the members are super comfortable with each other.

It was the observation of the behavior over time that really made me start wondering about taekook. The patterns, the way they treat each other, etc. And I'm sorry, but it was always clear to me that Jungkook especially in the early years was smitten with Tae. He could barely look away from him and I could practically see the heart eyes.

Also, it's the way the company treated them throughout the years and how others acted around them as well. And I'm sorry, if jikook were and are dating, why on EARTH would the company be basically shining a giant spotlight on their relationship. That makes no sense. At the end of the day, the company wants to make money and highlighting a gay couple via a SHOW and also countless hours of content focused on them would be just downright stupid and dangerous for everyone. ALSO the military thing. I mean COME ON. Enlisting in the army...in KOREA...with your "boyfriend"?? I'm sorry but that's insane and extremely dangerous.

Whereas with taekook, they were (as we all know now) more hidden by the company and not as promoted together. I remember it at the time of their peak "separation phase" and I was always hoping to see them together in Bangtan Bombs or behind the scenes footage, but was always disappointed most of the time when they weren't. Not to mention the countless subtitles with "bro" and "friend" whenever they were filmed together. Be a bit more obvious, huh? Nothing like a little brainwashing to try to prove they are only "bros."

Idk, I guess at the end of the day, I'm still extremely confused about how jikooker's minds work lol I love taekook so much and will continue supporting them for a long time.

Love your blog! xxx

Hi anon!

😂😂😂.. notice to everyone.. no need to be afraid to watch Jkk videos. I actually did that when I first became aware of Jkk also being a ship, and I did it exactly because I wanted to know if there would be some sort of revelation. I mean, I’d rather know the truth than believe in something that’s not real. That revelation did not come. I had already watched a lot of official content when I started to watch Jkk vids, so I was kinda able to place everything real quick. I know there’s some moments that on their own look sus, but that’s all it is though, moments that appear sus, but really aren’t. I always just got the friends vibe from them, and I think Jm and Jk’s characters explain a lot about the ways they interact and why some make more of it.

[themoonispurple7]

So yk how JK seems to be a lil bit "petty" when it comes to Minjoon being lovey dovey? I have two theories why he gets like that. 1: He really had a crush on Namjoon in the earlier days and not just seeing him as a role model. So now that he (supposedly) is with JM, he gets quite unsettled when they interact cause in his mind, Joon is just so attractive and perfect thus seeing him as a "threat" somewhat. 2: Joon had a crush on JM in the past. Maybe he confessed to him in front of the boys or JK just figured it out on his own. I mean Joon has always been smitten with JM (who isn't though?) He always praises him about how sexy, kind, attractive, angel/fairy-like he is. It's definitely a reach but i just can't find another explanation as to why JK is sometimes bothered by Minjoon interacting. Like Vmin have the most skinship within all JM-centric ships, they cuddle and hug e/o all the time and do some questionable stuff, yet i've never seen JK batting an eyelash lol. What do y'all think?

Honestly, anon, I haven’t noticed JK ever being bothered by Minimoni. I think he thinks the world of Namjoon, he clearly admires him so much. He’s the reason he initially joined the group in the first place. Apart from that one fansign moment, which could’ve just been moody teenager JK, completely unrelated to anyone else, I didn’t notice anything weird. 

True, Joon is attractive and perfect, but I don’t think either of them would see any of the other members as threats. The “jeonlous” narratives are one of the things that jikookers came up with that I hate the most.

[chinatea]

Tattoo/Baby G, Ian/Baby G (endgame), interactive ABO au.

(I’ve kept all world-building notes intact, as well.)

No one aside from the immediate family knows that Baby G has a 10 year old alpha son he gave birth to at the tender age of sixteen. 

--- Who is the daddy? --- (Tattoo)

~~~

And Baby G likes to keep it that way.

It’s not something he’s proud of anyway. Not the baby part, per se, but the stupid sixteen year old part in him that thought he could toy around with the Jeons’ very own menace - Junghwan, the second brother, better known as Tattoo - and escape unscathed.

They’d warned him about it - some scents just mix better than others. Some scents can give you a whiplash, less so with the dominant types, of course. And that was probably the only part of the talk that lodged itself deep inside Baby G’s teenage brain.

Dominant omegas are immune to the cravings of the body.

(They are not.)

The way Junghwan looked at him - the devouring alpha gaze - left him tingling in all the right ways and dripping slick. It wasn’t long before Baby G found himself sprawled down inside the alpha’s car, Junghwan ramming into him with the insatiable ferocity only dominant alphas are capable of.

Little by little, Baby G’s mind was gone, the need to mate taking over his senses completely, if only Junghwan was faring any better. Still, the man was lucid enough to not sink his teeth into the omega’s neck, sealing a bond.

(As Baby G begged him to.)

That night was only the first in the many more to follow - they’d been dallying for a few months before Baby found out he was utterly and irrevocably pregnant.

(Without a freaking heat.)

--- Does Baby G tell Tattoo about the baby? --- (Yes)

~~~

By then, abortion was out of the question.  

Four months into his pregnancy, he still naively believed he was just getting fat - from all the snickerdoodles he’d been munching on at night. How did he not know he was pregnant?

(Stupid, stupid, stupid.)

Right, he didn’t know because omegas are not supposed to get knocked up outside of a heat - the chances for male omegas are just minuscule. Unless you’re screwing a Jeon, of course, who are notorious for getting people pregnant just by sneezing at them.

Right.

Junghwan.

Baby G decided to not be a drama queen about it and tell him - still infinitely better than fessing up to his family. The shit storm that would follow. He was supposed to be the smart one - to lead their clan into the glorious future dominated by omegas - not get stupid pregnant with Junghwan’s baby, the alpha who’d probably plowed through half of the city’s omega population before he even turned sixteen.

It was not like they were ever exclusive. Just horny. Plenty horny.

(Even thinking about how horny they were made him horny. Stupid pregnant hormones.)

Next time he saw Junghwan, Baby G fucked him before he told him. Who knew how the alpha would react - would he bolt or would he bolt? Baby G was well on his way to becoming a parent now, he needed to put his needs first - and his needs as of late mostly cycled through sweet cravings and dick cravings, keeling over a bit toward the dick.

(Oh god, he hoped Junghwan wouldn’t bolt. He needed his dick so much right now.)

--- What Tattoo’s reaction is going to be? --- (Accept the child.)

(AN: Also, I imagine that as much BG doesn’t want kids, out of all JMs, he’d have the easiest pregnancy and next to no nasty symptoms like nausea, etc.)

~~~

“You know… I haven’t been seeing anyone else since we started doing it.”

Junghwan was tracing his hand over Baby G’s stomach, still a mini bump, easily mistaken for a layer of extra pudge. As if Baby G would ever allow such a thing to happen, right.

“Is that a confession, Mr. Jeon?”

Baby G purred, still high on the endorphins from his orgasm - they made love again after Baby G told him the news, after Junghwan embraced him and told him it was going to be okay.

“Maybe.”

The alpha kissed him, full of emotion. Of need. And Baby G’s heart fluttered in return. Gosh, they were going to have a baby. The thought scared him as much it enthused him.

“Have you told anyone else?"

Baby G shook his head. "I guess I’ll have to, eventually.”

He shuddered thinking of the Park elder with his deeper than life eyes that always reminded him of big glossy blackberries. At least, blackberries were sweet. There was nothing sweet about the Park elder being miffed at him.

The house arrest could be the least of his problems.

“Or we could leave,” Junghwan said. It didn’t sound like a question. More like a plan of action.

“You’re actually serious, aren’t you?” Baby G lifted himself off Junghwan’s chest to search his eyes for any signs of jesting. “Are you crazy? Leave to where? Last time I checked we were minors with no means to support ourselves, let alone a baby.“

Junghwan smiled at his little tantrum, reaching over to tuck a loose strand of hair behind Baby G`s ear, looking absolutely smitten while doing so, too.

"I know my family, sweetness. Once they sniff out the truth, they’ll descend like vultures on your clan. I might be a pariah, but the alpha pup is still a Jeon. They’ll do anything to take him away.”

“Why are you so sure it’s going to be an alpha?”

Junghwan let out a breathy chortle.

“Have you ever looked at our family tree? Jeons sire nothing else.”

Baby G pouted, resting his head back on the alpha`s chest and snuggling close.

“The baby is a Park. I don’t care what your family has to say.”

“Or it could be just ours, yours and mine. I have friends who’ll help us tide over the rough times. I’ll be there for you every step of the way. I promise. Just…” Junghwan leaned to press a chaste kiss against his temple. “Think about it, okay?”

--- Does Baby G run away with Tattoo? --- (Yes.)

~~~

Living on the run with the alpha he loves is a whirlpool.

At first, he was apprehensive of the whole thing, second-guessing himself million times per day. And every time he was about to call it quits and turn around, Junghwan would hold him through it, scenting him and giving him the courage to stay.

Day by day, those thoughts vanished like morning dew in the sun. He felt free and daring and adventurous.

He found himself enjoying their new on-the-road lifestyle, his life back at the Parks mansion nothing but stifling and dull in comparison. Hunkered down over books, always studying, studying, studying. Then, sneaking out to party the night away.

(He was not sure he could go back to partying without Junghwan now, even if he wasn’t pregnant.)

Here, they had their van Junghwan rented from a friend. He and his friends seemed pretty tight, like a family. Baby G had never been close with his friends like that. They leaned on each other. They cared. They took Baby G in without question, because they loved Junghwan and by extension they loved Baby G, too.

At first glance, everything seemed to pan out nicely for them.

Every morning Baby G would wake up in his alpha’s arms with no schedule for the day. He could do absolutely everything he wanted. And he mostly did nothing, aside from being pregnant, of course. That’s something. And that something had grown so big and round Baby G found himself toddling around rather than walking. Even the most mundane things started to seem like a challenge.

Little by little, the magic dust in his eyes, of novelty and wonder, started to wear off. And unwittingly, he clung to Junghwan for comfort.

“I want your mark,” he said, panting a little after their lovemaking. He laid on his side, spent and blissful, cradling his protruding stomach.

Junghwan’s arm covered his as he nuzzled up his neck, inhaling his scent with a satisfied groan.

“Are you sure, sweetness?”

--- Does Tattoo mark Baby G? --- (Yes.)

~~~

Baby G examined himself in the mirror, hands worrying the skin around his mark, healed off by now. It’s been only a month since they’d mated, but it might as well have been a lifetime ago.

In that lifetime, Baby G naively believed that mating his lover would be an answer to all of his insecurities, solving all of his problems for him.

He knew better now.

He loved Junghwan, more than anything, but even love was not enough to distract him from the bitter reality. He missed his family, his brothers and friends at school, even his private dance teacher who would be a crotchety little hag about every misstep he took.

He missed the comforts of life he had taken for granted. The confidence he felt, having the strength of all his clan backing him up. He never was alone. And here, miles away from civilization, in this tribal community created by the people who broke away from the society, he was his most loneliest and scared self.

They didn’t even have proper doctors here, only a self-taught midwife to help him through the delivery.

(What if he was going to die while giving birth? Bleed out in excruciating pain with no one around to help him. And that would be it - the end of his life. A stupid life of a stupid omega murdered by his own offspring.)

Thoughts like that kept him up at night, paralyzing him with fear. He deserved better than that - he was the eldest fucking Park, the dominant omega and the king of his destiny, not this little scared thing clinging to his mate for protection.

(He wanted to go home.)

Baby G pulled the throw blanket tighter around his shoulders - the nights had been getting so much colder now with the winter almost at their doorstep. With a tired sigh, he tottered back to his mate snuggled under the old musty duvet on their bed that smelled like fresh pines.

(More than anything he hated being poor. Surviving off the community’s hand-outs.)

“I love you, baby,“ he whispered, curling into his mate - a tiny sob spilling into the dark. “But I hate this.“

--- Do they break up on good or bad terms? --- (Bad terms.)

(AN: Marks are not permanent in this world and can wear off in time if the other mate is not physically present to “refresh” it, like if they died or are estranged.)

(Old marks also can be overpowered by a new fresher mark from a different person of the same or more dominant status.)

~~~

Baby G was nodding off on the bench in an empty bus stop, hugging his stomach, when two cars pulled over.

The door of the first car opened as a man stepped out, dressed in black from head to toe. Even if Baby G had never seen him in person before, there was no mistaking it - it was Ian Jeon, the eldest sibling. The resemblance with Junghwan so striking, it stirred something bitter in Baby G as the memories of past days resurfaced in his mind.

He thought that Junghwan would understand - swallow his stupid pride and come back with him, the two of them starting a family with their clans at their sides and everything that their alliance would have to offer.

Apparently, he was wrong. Apparently, Tattoo would rather waste his life and his potential with those hippie junkies back in the mountains - the ones he called his…chosen…family - than be with his mate and his child. Baby G had never been more devastated in his life - the feeling burned like a harsh slap on the cheek. It was all just a stupid little escape all along and now he was the only one bearing the consequences.

He didn’t even know if his clan would accept him back now.

It was Junghwan who contacted Ian and asked him to take Baby G back to his family - reportedly, they talked for hours on the phone, more growls and shouting than actual talking. One last courtesy before a more than chilly farewell. Chilly on Baby G’s part as he straight up snubbed his mate for several days before the community leader drove him to the closest town where Ian were to pick him up.

The leader, the middle-aged omega with crinkles around his eyes, dropped him by the bus stop, gave him a warm loaf of sweet bread and pat on the shoulder before taking off.

Luckily for Baby G, it was too cold to cry, so he didn’t.

“Are you alright?“ Ian shrugged his coat off, draping it around Baby G’s small shivering form. “Do you need medical attention?“

His voice was softer than Junghwan’s, but in a controlled way. One definitely didn’t want to see this man shout.

Baby G gave a small wobbly shake of his chin. His eyes stung in the wind. He wanted to cry.

--- Does Baby G break down in tears in front of Ian? --- (Yes.)

(The ages here are as follows: Baby G - 16, Tattoo - 17, Ian - 22, Seagull - 13, Diminie - 10, Christian - 14.)

~~~

Baby G knew he should hold his tears in. Appearing weak and pitiful in front of a stranger was the last thing he wanted. It was the faint echo of Ian’s scent that did it - the underlying chocolate-y tinge to it that all Jeon brothers must have shared. It reached deep within him and pulled at his heartstrings - he needed his mate by his side.  

He didn’t even occurred to him that he was crying until his vision got blurry, tears spilling down his cheeks.

Ian, caught off-guard, muttered a curse under his breath as he scrambled to put his arms around Baby G, all awkward, like he was holding a ticking bomb ready to go off any second.

Somehow it made Baby G even more upset - he was bawling now, soaking Ian’s expensive-looking shirt with his tears as he threw all caution to the wind and burrowed into his embrace, the warm scent of an alpha, like one burrowed under the bed sheets after a long exhausting day.

“Let’s get you into the car, pup,” Ian said after Baby G quietened down a little. “It’s too cold out here.”

Ian kept his hold around Baby G, helping him into the backseat of his car, mindful of his condition, and shutting the door close.

The warmth inside felt like bliss and for a long moment, Baby G just sat there, listless, eyes drooped closed and nose buried into the collar of Ian’s coat.

“There is food in the bags next to you, if you’re hungry,” Ian said as he slid into the front seat, starting the engine. His eyes watched Baby G in the rear view mirror. “Mostly deli. All organic, of course. I didn’t know what you like, so there is a bit of everything.”

Baby G poked around the two take-away bags filled to the brims, settling on a simple green pasta salad. He hadn’t had a pasta salad in a million years, it felt like. The food back in the community wasn’t bad, per se, the people there were mindful of what they ate, but it lacked variety, for sure, especially in winter. Baby G would die a happy person if he didn’t have to eat mashed potatoes ever again.

“Are you taking any medication?” Ian asked as Baby G dug into his salad with more enthusiasm than he intended to show.

“Not really.”

“Not even vitamins? Prenatal supplements?”

Baby G gave a vague shrug, getting uncomfortable with all this questioning.

“Let me get this clear,” Ian continued in that controlled tone of his that seemed to belie growing annoyance. “Am I right in understanding that your pregnancy has been going completely unsupervised by a medical professional ever since you…left with my brother?”

“We had a midwife,“ Baby G murmured weakly, “back there.”

If only the silence that followed could just smother him and put him out of his misery.

Baby G could acutely hear the screechy drag of the leather gloves across the wheel as Ian’s hands tightened around it. Uh-oh.

“I see,” Ian said finally. “You’re very fortunate omega, Park Jiyeon.”

Baby G begged to differ, but he kept it to himself, humming around a forkful of his salad.

“It’s a long way home,” Ian said, then. “So I’d rather we make an overnight stop at one of the motels and have you examined by our family doctor - she came with me in the other car. If that’s alright with you, of course.”

The doctor kept it short and cursory, not much she could do out here without the proper equipment.

“You seem to be in perfect health, but you should see your doctor as soon as possible for further testing,” she announced, a polite smile on her thin lips that just didn’t sit well with Baby G. It could be her alpha scent, too. Having a strange alpha all up in his space made him want to ruffle up and cradle his stomach protectively.

(He didn’t feel the same with Ian, probably because of how similar his and Junghwan’s scents were. It confused his inner omega, a lot.)

He heaved a deep sigh of relief, snuggling on top of the bed covers, as she bid him goodnight and finally left his room, probably to report to Ian about his condition.

The alpha seemed so invested in him, barely a stranger, it was sweet, especially in his heartbroken, vulnerable state. Even if he probably did it because of the pup, not Baby G himself, it still felt nice.

Soon, a knock rapped on the door, snapping him out of his musings.

“I’ve just heard from Dr. Lee,” Ian said, choosing to remain in the doorway. “I’m glad to hear that you’re fine. If you’d like, she could give you a reference to the best hospital in Seoul, but you probably should discuss it with your family first. Let me know if-”

“Ian?” Baby G interrupted him softly. “Are you going to try and take my baby away?”

Ian didn’t say anything for a while, silently studying him from his spot at the door. Baby G absently wondered if he made the alpha angry, catching onto his plan like that.

“Is that what he told you?”

“Are you?”

“We can discuss the custody issue later between our clans,” Ian said. “You should focus on things that are more important right now, like getting good rest before a long drive tomorrow.”

Baby G let out a sad tiny sniffle, shoulders trembling.

“How can I get a good rest when you’re going to take my baby away?”

“No one is going to take your baby, Jiyeon. I promise.”

Baby G barely moved his lips as he whispered,

“Okay.”

He closed his eyes, comforted by the other’s presence in the room. Like this, he could almost imagine that it was Junghwan here, in this bare-bones motel room, ready to get into bed with him, kiss the tender place around his mark and hold him through the night.

“Good night, Jiyeon. I’ll be in the next room, if you need me.“

(But Junghwan always called him ‘’sweetness’, never Jiyeon.)

Panic thrummed through his being at the thought of braving this night in a strange place all alone.

--- Does Baby G ask Ian to stay in the room with him? --- (Yes.)

~~~

Baby G woke up, as he most often did, to the baby moving inside of him.

It was a peaceful baby, overall, happy to stay still throughout the day, except for early mornings when, sadly, Baby G felt his sleepiest - he was not at all a morning person.

With a big tired yawn, he started carefully and slowly lifting himself up, running gentle circles over his belly, lest he feel dizzy. He blinked owlishly as his gaze landed on the alpha napping in the armchair by his bed.

He really did stay throughout the night, huh.

Now, with a clear head, Baby G regretted his silly act last night. He was stronger than that. A big boy with a baby on the way. And now, because of his silliness, Ian would have to drive with a kink in his neck or a stiff back or something like that.

“Ian?” Baby G approached him, touching over the shoulder lightly.

The alpha woke up with a jerk, hand flying to grasp at Baby G’s as a reflex.

“Oh,” he gasped, apologizingly, voice shot from sleep. “I am sorry. Is it time yet?”

“No,” Baby G said. “It’s only 4 in the morning. You should go back to your room, sleep on the bed. I’ll be fine now.”

Ian regarded him for a moment before acquiescing with a curt nod.

“If that’s what you want,” he said as he made his way to the door, leaving Baby G thoroughly flummoxed at his cryptic reply.

(What?)

The ride to his family house seemed endless, with no means of entertainment aside from staring out of the window at the bleak winter scenery.

He tried to engage Ian in a small talk, but it felt stumped and ended in an akward silence. Baby G didn’t blame him. He wouldn’t know what to talk about with an angsty pregnant teenager either.

It was almost a relief to see the familiar sights of their estate. Not for long, though, as anxiety started grinding at his nerves all over again. He sat there frozen, nails digging into his thighs until Ian`s voice snapped him out of it.

“Jiyeon. I’m going to come with you, okay? It’s going to be alright.”

Before Baby G could reply, he saw his father appear at the porch - Park Jiyoon - a silk shawl wrapped around his delicate form. His father was nothing but delicate, pernickety and a huge crybaby even after having three children, and as much as Baby G used to be ashamed of him because of it, there was no one else in this world he missed more than him.

He jostled the door handle open, scrambling out of the car to waddle towards his father, meeting him halfway and falling into his arms.

“My little angel,“ Jiyoon crooned, kissing and nuzzling his messy, wind-swept hair. “My sweet baby. God, I thought I`d never see you again. Never get to hold you in my arms. Jiyeonie, let me look at you, sweetheart.”

Before he could utter a single word, Baby G found himself being turned this way and that as Jiyoon fussed over him, jabbering on and on.

“Baby, you`re so huge already. It was such a shock - you running off with that…no offence, Mr. Jeon, but that`s just…Oh my god, baby, what are you even wearing?”

Jiyoon gasped, clutching at his heart, at last zeroing in on Baby G`s more than modest garb. Back at the community, people believed in function over fashion, but Baby G kept it to himself lest his father faint at the blasphemy.

“Tomorrow, my child, we`re going shopping,” the Park`s patriarch delivered with a firm nod.

“Not now, papa, please,” Baby G said sheepishly, very aware of Ian watching his father squawking like a silly chicken over him.

Ian coughed politely to garner their attention.

“Patriarch Park,” he bowed in greeting.

“Indeed, Mr. Jeon, indeed,” Jiyoon tutted, tucking Baby G back under his arm, slipping into a full-blown protective papa-mode. “I hope you`re fully aware that we Parks consider this an unforgivable affront to our family and our dignity. Prepare for serious repercussions because we won`t just let this matter go until you pay in full for what your outcast did to our baby.”

“Papa, don`t,” Baby whined, tugging at his shawl in frustration.  

“I wouldn`t expect anything less,” Ian said, his expression unreadable. “Before any of that, however, I would like to speak to Elder Park, if he would see me today.”

--- Does Baby G stay with his father or comes with Ian to meet Elder Park? --- (He comes with Ian.)

(AN: Parks hierarchy: Elder Park (Jiyoon`s omega father) -> Patriarch Park (Baby G`s omega father) -> Baby G (as the eldest sibling). The Parks are not just a single family, they are a big clan made up of many other Park families. Every family has their own Elder and a Patriarch. The same with the Jeons, only instead of omegas running the show, they`ve got alphas at the top.)

~~~

Baby G loved spending time in the drawing room as a child. It was his happy  place. It also was his grandpa’s, Park Jiho, territory as long as he could remember. But he never felt out of sorts here. He never feared his Elder, if anything he had always felt safe, because his grandpa was strong and wise and could protect him from anything.

(Like his father’s larger than life personality. As much as Baby G adored his silly papa, he was too much sometimes, even for him.)

Being back here, with his heart in his mouth, sure made him feel somewhat out of sorts. He couldn’t even look his Elder in the eyes, afraid he’d break into tears again, so he kept his gaze lowered at his knees, palms tucked under his thighs, as they were served tea.

Grandpa loved tea.

If he was too angry with him, they wouldn’t be served tea now, would they? Unless it was because of Ian. Manners over mind, mind over body - Park Jiho’s favorite saying.

“Thank you for taking care of our child and bringing him back home safely,“ Jiho said after taking a sip of his tea.

Unlike Jiyoon, grandpa preffered approaching things in less confrontational fashion. Keeping his composure at all times. Somehow, it made him even more frightening.

“You don’t have to thank me for that,” Ian said.

“Is that so?“ Jiho hummed.

“What Junghwan did is unacceptable, but he’s still part of our clan, whether he wants to admit it or not, and our clan will take full responsibility over the child and your son, if you’d allow that, of course.”

Jiho nodded in consideration.

“And what is it that I’m supposed to allow, hm?”

“I will accept the baby as my own and your son as my mate,” Ian continued. “In the name only, of course. As I understand, he’s already mated to my brother.“

Baby G’s blood ran cold as he gaped at Ian, mouth parting in disbelief.

“The mark could be neutered,” Elder supplied blithely, seemingly oblivious to his grandson’s distraught state. “You’re of the same dominant status as your brother, aren’t you? Overpowering the mark shouldn’t be a problem.”

“I don’t want that,” Ian said steely. “I’m offering a solution, a way for your son to keep his dignity and reputation, because he and the pup deserve better than being spurned for the rest of their lives for taking up with an outcast.”

Baby G bit his lip to keep himself from lashing out in his mate’s defense. Despite everything that happened, it physically pained him to see Junghwan treated like an annoying stain on his family’s impeccable reputation. One that couldn’t be gotten rid of completely and thus, had to be tolerated.

“And what do you have to say about it, my child?” Jiho said.

“I’ll accept any punishment you deem fit,” Baby G said in a voice so quiet he could barely hear himself. It all felt like a bad dream.

“Would you please give us a moment, Mr. Jeon?” Jiho addressed the alpha, watching him as Ian nodded and vacated the room with a small bow.

“Child, I don’t believe in punishments,” he started. “I believe in lessons well learned.” He added then, softer now. “Did you learn your lesson, Jiyeonie?”

“Yes, Elder,” Baby G nodded, feeling his throat clamp up with emotion as a tear rolled down his cheek.

Having his grandpa address him in such a way, with so much love and care, tore at his heart. He didn’t deserve their forgiveness. Back then, he didn’t even spare a thought as to how they would feel having him disappear like that. He was so, so selfish.

“Let your grandpa hug you now, darling,” Jiho called, opening his arms for Baby G to nestle into, his safe place, as he gave way to his tears, freely now, sobbing into his grandpa’s neck with abandon.

“It hurts so much, grandpa,“ Baby G whimpered. “I miss him so much it hurts.”

“I know, love, I know,” Jiho said soothingly, rocking him in his arms. “It’s okay to cry as much as you want. Let the tears heal your broken heart.”

--- What happens next? --- (Baby G accepts Ian’s offer about the baby, but refused to ‘mate’ him.)

(AN: The age of consent in this universe is 14 yo. People can mate at 16 without their clan’s explicit permission. So Baby G 'mating’ Ian at 16 would be totally acceptable by the established norms.)

(The society, in general, is divided into clans. Some clans consist only of omegas (like Parks), some clans consists only of alphas (like Jeons), and some are mix-and-match.)

(When an omega meets an alpha they want to mate and pop babies together, they don’t hitch up and start living together. They continue living with their respective clans, so they kind of live apart together? If the baby is an omega, they stay with their omega parent, like Baby G and his brothers, if it’s an alpha, however, they join their daddy alpha’s clan, sometimes as soon as they’re weaned off.)

(This is why it’s actually expected of Baby G to give up the alpha baby to the Jeons (I mean, the baby is not born yet, but I’m the author, so I know what status it’s going to be, okay). But the problem is that Tattoo is an outcast, so who’s going to be in charge of the baby, tucking them into bed at night, reading picture books about fluffy caterpillars and all that mushy parent stuff? The second best choice is Ian, but he is not Baby G’s mate, so it’s all sorts of sensitive issue here.)

~~~

(AN: Christian = Jiwon. Diminie = Minseo. The alpha baby = Jungmin.)

5 months later

Baby G was busy. A busy omega papa.

His time split between getting into shape after his pregnancy (boy, was he glad to blow that load) and privately studing for his graduation exams he decided to take a year early.

After almost half a year of absence, he had no desire going back to school. Neither he saw the point. He went there to socialize - for gossips and prattle and makeup tips and not much else.

Instead, he started to involve himself more with their family business - luxurious hotels and resorts all over Korea with a few branches opening in Japan this year.

(He was already looking towards all the jet trips overseas to explore the sights, meet their retainers and…shopping. Lots of shopping with his father.)

With all this madness packed into 24 hours, he had little time to bond with his son, usually seeing Jungmin around dinner when one of the nannies brought him downstairs in his crib.

He still remembered the first time he got to cradle him in his arms. Few things could compare to the utter bliss he felt, nuzzling and kissing his baby boy with big dark eyes, a mirror copy of his alpha dad’s.

He even sent a few pictures to Junghwan, although it could be months before the alpha would be able to see them. People in the community didn’t rely on phones or high technologies as much. If Junghwan was even with them by that point - the man was as predictable as rain.

It didn’t matter though. Life went on, with or without him.

“Who is my little angel?” Baby G cooed, rocking Jungmin in his arms as the rest of the family was filling into the room for dinner.

His father took the seat at the head of the table since their Elder rarely joined them, opting for an early dinner out at the glass terrace.

Then, in skipped Minseo, bounding over to Baby G to coo and make giggly faces at Jungmin. The youngest Park had completely taken to his alpha nephew, often playing with him after school.

“He is such a cutie,” he crooned. “Papa, when can I have my own babies?”

“Hopefully, not soon,” Jiyoon said. “Is Jiwon late again? I swear with this boy. Who raised him like this?”

It took another fifteen more minutes and three servants going upstairs to fetch him (and disappearing forever because Jiwon probably ate them) for the second Park sibling to crawl out of his room-cave, nose almost poking his phone`s screen.

(No wonder he was blind as a bat without his glasses.)

“Finally, Jiwonie, come here. Give your papa a kiss. You know what I told you about using phones at the table.”

Jiwon trudged over to half-heatedly smudge his lips over Jiyoon’s cheek before plopping down in his chair with a huff.

“It’s off,” he shrugged, feigning innocence.

“Give it to me,” Jiyoon made a grabby motion. “You can have it afterwards-”

“But-”

“-or maybe in a month? Your choice.”

“Fine, whatever.” Jiwon slumped down in the chair, propping his chin on the table. “How come Jiyeon can have his phone, then?”

“Jiyeon has a baby. I can’t tell him what to do.”

“That’s so fu-”

“Language!”

“Unfair,” Jiwon finished sulkily. “Capitalists,” he mumbled to himself, catching Baby G`s eye and making a face at him.

“Very mature,” Baby G tutted, making a face back at him when no one seemed to be paying attention.

“Pa, Jiyeon made a face at me!”

“No, I didn’t.”

“Kids, kids, hush. Jiyeonie, don’t tease your brother - can someone go and fetch Ian from his room?”

“Isn`t his little brother staying over today?” Baby G asked, dandling Jungmin on his knee to hush down his whimpers.

“They spent all day in Jiwonie’s room, playing games,” Minseo pouted into his plate. “They locked the door so I couldn’t join them.”

“Jiwon, don`t be mean to your brother, please…can someone-”

“We are here, my apologies,” Ian strolled into the room, Jung toddling at his tail before darting to take an empty chair next to Jiwon.

He was a timid one, the Jeons` littlest. Mostly kept to himself, barely spoke to anyone who wasn’t Jiwon (or Ian). Apparently they bonded over video games and manga and weird sci-fi movies, to the unanimous relief of the whole Park clan because god knows Jiwon needed a friend, a real friend, who was not his smartphone.

Even if that new friend of his resembled a little clueless puppy following him around.

Baby G barely touched his own plate as he watched Ian cut his steak into small neat chunks before poking him. He had a baby on his knee. His hands were full.

“Feed me,” he whined cutely.

Ian sighed, resigning to his fate, as he brought a piece of meat into Baby G’s mouth.

“God, can you be more mated without being actually mated?” Jiwon grumbled in the background.

Perhaps, it was moments like these that people doubted the pureness of their friendship. But once Baby G grew to know Ian better, he realized how much of a soft oddball Ian actually was at heart. One just had to look at Ian`s treasured collection of the ugliest warm Christmas socks he had received as gifts throughout the years. That changed Baby G perception of Ian forever - he started to like him.

Not in the way he loved Junghwan, of course, but he looked up to Ian a lot, his brilliant entrepreneurial side that encouraged Baby G to delve into the business matters of his own family, sometimes pummeling Ian with questions during dinner or over the phone about things he didn’t understand well. And if Baby G ever needed advice, Ian would always be the first to pop up in his mind.

(Ian even had been granted his own room in their estate. Even Baby G’s alpha dad didn’t have his own room in their estate - rooming with his father whenever he stayed over.)

After long, meandering negotiations between their clans, it had been decided that Jungmin would stay with the Parks until the age of three before joining the Jeon clan. As much as Baby G hated the idea of parting with his son, he knew that Jungmin needed the presence of other alphas in his life to ground him in his status. On a more positive note, Ian would be there to take care of his son - of their son as the official story went - and for some reason, Baby G trusted Ian with Jungmin more than he trusted himself.

Ian was just so frustratingly capable with Jungmin it made Baby G envious on more occasions than he wanted to admit. Seeing him hold Jungmin in his arms, humming and scenting him gently, rocking him to sleep, made Baby G feel some type of way…

His phone lit up with a new message. Probably from his tutor for grad exams who had a penchant for the worst timing ever.

“Hold him for me, please,” Baby G carefully lowered Jungmin onto Ian’s lap to get back to the message as he swiped it open.

‘He is perfect. Our little baby. / Can we meet? / Please, I miss you so much.’

'My Sweetness.’

--- Does Baby G agree to meet with Tattoo? --- (Yes.)

--- Do we sense some budding SG/C here? --- (Hell yes!)  

~~~

In his mind, Baby G made up this strong and unbothered image of himself that would be able to hold his ground during his reunion with Junghwan.

He didn’t even miss him anymore - he was only there to cut the ties once and for all.

The reality, however, panned out a little differently.

The moment he saw Junghwan, in the doorway of this ratty room of even rattier hotel he booked for them to meet at, his knees went down trembling. And for once, Junghwan was actually wearing a shirt, his dirty blond hair spilling messily onto his forehead.

(Baby G wanted to run his hands through them.)

(He wanted to do more than that.)

A moment later, he was slammed into the wall, Junghwan growling into his neck as he scented his mark aggressively, reclaiming his territory.

(Exactly a year later, Baby G found himself stampeding down the same path - mapped out by carnal desire - that put him through so much misery in the first place. Would he ever learn?)

“Baby-”

“Shut up and fuck me.“

Baby G was done with words. He didn’t want to define it. He didn’t want to explain it - he could do that later, at length. Right now all he wanted was to feel his mate inside him as he pulled the zipper on Junghwan’s jeans, freeing his cock and giving it a few rushed pumps. Luckily, it didn’t take much to get him going - Junghwan was just as cock-wet for him already.

He fucked Baby G against the wall, legs secured around his waist, a flurry of stunted breaths and lips and muffled sounds of pleasure. It felt like something finally unraveled down at Baby G’s core as he came in shudders and choked gasps - despite the exertion, he felt lighter than he had in months.

They stayed connected, Junghwan’s dick lodged deep inside of him, muscles clamping tight around it - Baby G had always been a greedy one, especially for his mate’s cock, a masterpiece of a cock. Or maybe it was just stupid smitten omega in him talking. Either way, he didn’t want to separate, clinging for his dear life as Junghwan brought them both down onto the bed.

“Damn,” the alpha muttered under the breath. “Ready for round two?”

Baby G shut him up with a kiss.

“I can’t believe we fucked in this dumphole,“ Baby G scrunched up his nose at their surroundings, featuring a crooked still life with grapes as the only colorful spot in here. His libido was sated for now, making way for the squeamish in him, as he snuggled against Junghwan. “Couldn’t you choose something better than this?”

“I remember we fucked in worse places, sweets,” Junghwan laughed. “Plus, two solid stars on Yelp and I’ve only seen one cockroach so far.”

“Everything is a fucking joke to you, isn’t it?”

Baby G pinched his nipple in frustration, bursting into breathy giggles a moment later as Junghwan retaliated with a pinch to his ass, suddenly pouncing to clamp his teeth over it, flopping the omega over onto his stomach.

“Okay, okay, not everything, pleeeeease, fuck-” he groaned, melting into the mattress at the tongue prodding at his hole, palms spreading his cheeks for Junghwan’s mouth, hungrily lapping at his slick.

“Could eat you out all day long, sweetness,” Junghwan crooned, puffs of breath warming his gaping hole. “Could eat your out into another fucking century.”

Baby G let out a broken-up sob, as Junghwan hitched his leg up, opening the omega up even further and diving back to suck around his rim, slurping around it noisily.

“Then, fucking do it, pup,” Baby G mewled, raw need penetrating his voice.

(Swallow me whole.)

~~~

Seagull(Jung)/Christian(Jiwon) bonus.

Jung thinks Jiwon is unbearably cute.

He doesn’t know when exactly he developed this unexplainable affliction, because what else could it be?

Jiwon may be an omega, but he’s not like any omega Jung has seen - from afar, of course. Like, Jiwon would brawl - brawl - with him over stuff. And Jung might look weak, but he is not actually weak, being an alpha and all, but he would pretend for Jiwon’s sake, because having him in physical proximity makes Jung’s world wobble off its axis for reasons he doesn’t yet fully understand, but is cottoning on to ever so slowly.

Jiwon’s unbearable cuteness probably has a lot to do with it.

Like, he always wears these glasses, large and thick-rimmed, that never stay put over the bridge of his (cute button) nose, sliding down almost to the tip especially when Jiwon is arduously concentrating on something - like winning a game round against Jung.

Which he subsequently does since Jung was too preoccupied by mapping out the slope of Jiwon`s cute button nose out of the corner of his eye. Priorities, right.

Jiwon frowns as he spots him gawking, a cute little crease wedging between his eyebrows. Even his frowns are cute - Jung is already in too deep.

“What are you staring at?”

“Nothing.”

Jiwon’s eyes bore into him, prodding for any signs of bullshitting.

“I hope you’re not letting me win, asshole, because I’m so gonna punch you if you are.”

(Jiwon, Jung knows, really has a thing against people looking down at him or taking it easy on him because of his status. And honestly, Jung would punch people like that, too - or more realistically, would tell his big brother on them, because Jung would rather avoid physical altercations of any kind, unless it’s a half-hearted brawl with Jiwon, because he’s cute.)

Jiwon hitches his glasses up, puffing out his cheeks cutely. And Jung wants to bite into something - like the back of his hand to not coo in glee, because…cute.

“Do you wanna brawl?” Jung blurts all of a sudden, because his mouth-to-brain filter has started to thin as of late.

“What for?” Jiwon looks at him like he’s a retard.

“Nothing.”

A moment passes.

“Okay.”

So, they brawl over nothing in particular, all the usual huffs and puffs. At some point, Jung gets so overly excited, he forgets that he`s supposed to play weak as he easily overpowers Jiwon, flopping him onto his back and, spurred by an uneffable urge, ducks down to brush his lips over the corner of his mouth.

“What the hell, dude. Gross,” Jiwon yelps, pushing him away and scrambling back in panic.

Jung sits back on his hunches, a bemused look on his face.

“Why is it gross?”

“Because…” Jiwon trails off, flailing his arms instead like it`s supposed to explain everything. “It`s weird, like, what the fuck even. I just…I didn`t…expect that, okay.”

“Okay.”

Jung sighs, the softness of Jiwon’s skin imprinted on his mouth now. He’ll miss it forever.

“Oh c`mon, it`s not like I`m calling you gross, okay,” Jiwon adds in a feeble attempt for comfort. “You`re okay…I guess.”

“And you`re cute, I think,” Jung says, both anxious and happy to get it off his chest.

“Oh.”

When Jung chances a timid look back at Jiwon who has gone really quiet all of a sudden, he is slapped speechless with the sight of a blush clearly showing on the omega’s cheeks.

“Shut up,” Jiwon grumbles.

“But I didn`t even say anything.”

“I know, gosh, just…shut up, okay?”

Next moment, Jung finds himself manhandled into a vulnerable position, Jiwon`s lips slammed against his own. His first real kiss. With the boy he finds cute.

(Has he found his mate? Should he be asking Ian for blessings?)

In the midst of his dreamy musings, he vaguely acknowledges an excited patter of footsteps in the hallway. The door swings open as Minseo skips in, fresh after school, his large colorful backpack rattling up and down behind him.

“Papa told me you were here playing games,” he chirps, oblivious to the state of disarray the two older boys are in.

Jiwon licks over his lips, adjusting his glasses and shooting Jung a look of warning.

Not a word.

Later, when Minseo leaves to have a snack, Jiwon says,

“We should probably start locking the door from now on.”

~~~

It wasn’t the first time Junghwan had to climb the tree outside to get into his room. He did it before, multiple times, when they only had started their…descent into things. He would sneak in at night, often without notice, slinking under the sheets with Baby G, already all nice and tucked in, rousing him up and then, they would fuck, slow and quiet and all sorts of domestic even.

(Good old horny days.)

“Careful now, hold his head and under the bottom,” Baby G instructed as he lowered Jungmin into Junghwan’s arms. “Had to wake him up, you know.”

“Sorry, little guy,” the alpha crooned, taking over his son with ease. “Your daddy just wanted to meet you so much.”

This was definitely not the first baby he held and it irked Baby G somewhat, but he brushed it off. Junghwan was holding their son for the first time and he didn’t want a petty grudge to ruin this moment.

Jungmin peered up at him curiously, all wide-eyed and inquiring, as he sucked on his pacifier. A few whimpers escaped him here and there - the scent of a strange alpha must have alarmed him, but Junghwan managed to hush him with little effort. He seemed to be just as capable as Ian with kids.

“Do you feed him yourself?”

Baby G gave him a look as if to say - are you fucking insane?

“We have a nursing omega nanny for that.”

“Of course, you do,” Junghwan smiled, leaning to kiss the crown of his son’s head. “So your papa doesn’t want to share his pretty little tits with you, huh?”

Baby G swatted at him, scandalized.

“Can you not?”

Junghwan laughed, wiggling his eyebrows lubriciously.

“Can I scent him, though?”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea. Ian usually does that, he’d recognize your scent.”

“Oh,” Junghwan said, the humor from before sipping out of his voice. “Right. Him.”

He didn’t seem angry, Baby G thought, just resigned.

“You know?“

“Yeah. I asked him to.”

Baby G lowered himself next to Junghwan on the bed, trying to make sense of what he just heard.

“What?”

“He never told you, did he? I didn’t just call him then to ask for a drive, I asked him to take care of you, see to it that our clan doesn’t destroy you to get to the baby, and he did agree, but only after I promised him that I’d never try and claim Jungmin as my own.”

“I don’t understand. Why would he do that?”

“You want a simple answer?” Junghwan sighed. “He just doesn’t like me, that much. He truly believes I’m walking the path of self-destruction and, inevitably, I’d ruin my son, too. I’m not saying he’s a bad guy, just too stuck in his views. It’s all from our dad, you know? He’s like a copy of him, only a touch less dastard-y.”

Baby G had the ‘pleasure’ of meeting the Jeon Patriarch during the negotiations. An insipid guy, slippery as an eel, someone who had a neck for getting under people’s skin. If it wasn’t for their wise, not easily intimidated Elder to put him in his place, Baby G didn’t know how it would have all ended.

“He’s nothing like his dad,” Baby G said. “Maybe it’s you who doesn’t know him all that well.”

“And you do?”

“At least, I gave him a chance, Junghwan-ie. At least, he was here, for me and my son, when I needed you the most. And now, you’re going to leave again, aren’t you?”

“I can’t stay here, not while our dad is in charge,” Junghwan said. “He just won’t let me live here peacefully. I bet he already has all the paperwork ready to lock me up in a mental house for life.”

“I won’t let him. I would kick his ass if he tries.”

“I don’t want you get caught up in my family drama. You deserve better than that, sweetness. You and our son deserve the world. And if that means to have Ian holding and scenting him to sleep, I’d accept it.”

Baby G kissed him, chaste and sweet, fingers fluttering over the scar on his cheekbone in a gentle caress.

“I don’t want to accept it. I want to have you in my life, even if it means seeing you only once a month. As long as it’s every month, Junghwan-ie. Don’t leave me for too long, I don’t think I could forgive you the second time.”

“It’s a promise, then.”

--- Do you want the next part focus more on Tattoo or Ian? --- (Ian.)

~~~

(Two years later. Japan.)

Baby G pondered  a delicate necklace in his hand, shaped like a cherry blossom - Jiyoon had probably five of those already, but six was the charm, right?

His father’s birthday was a sneeze away and Baby G was about to lose his mind, trying to come up with a present for the man who had everything and then some. There were times when his half-assed crayon drawings were enough, those times were gone. But knowing Jiyoon, one could never go wrong with pretty jewelry.

He nodded at the store assistant and told him to wrap it up extra pretty.

(His Japanese had improved so much he didn’t require an interpreter anymore during his trips to Japan that had been growing more frequent, the more he involved himself with their rapidly expanding presence here. In the future, he might even settle here for a few years, taking over the foreign branch as he learned the ins and outs of their trade.)

“Want me to pay for it?” a familiar voice rang behind him, making Baby G’s pulse jump start in surprise as he swirled on his heels, taking in the handsome devil himself.

The older Ian got, the more delectable he became, gathering all the eyes on him whenever he went. Even Baby G couldn’t help but admire his physique and smart looks, but more importantly…

“What are you doing here?” he beamed, leaping into Ian’s arms as he hugged him gleefully. “I didn’t even know you were in Japan.”

“Just passing by on my way back from Hong Kong,” Ian smiled, flicking Baby G’s bangs back playfully as he pressed a kiss to his forehead.

“Mmh, does that mean you’ll have lunch with me?” Baby G bit down on his bottom lip, rocking on the balls of his feet.

“And here I thought I was going to have to kidnap you,” Ian said with a warm chuckle. “Is this for your father?”

“Yes, and you don’t have to pay for it.”

“You could always say it’s from us both,” Ian supplied blithely, handing out his credit card to the shop assistant who accepted it with a light flush on her cheeks as she proceeded to fumble over the cash register.

Sometimes Baby G wondered if Ian was aware of the effect he had on people - omegas, mostly.

“You crook, I know you already had him sent something awesome,” Jimin whined, pursing his lips and swatting at his chest. “It will be like the last year all over again.”

Ian replied with a cryptic smirk; was about to take the bag with the present from the shop assistant, but Baby G snatched it first with a harrumph  - at least, let me do this much.  

Done with the purchase, they were walked to the door and bowed out - please come and visit us again. Barely out of the door, Baby G could already hear them whisper-gossip about the two of them - what a gorgeous couple they were.

(And have you seen that hunk? What a lucky omega. I’d kill to have a mate like him.)

It was hardly the first time people assumed on their behalf. It was inevitable.

Inevitable with the way Baby G would sometimes behave around Ian, especially in public - sharing smiles and touches that lingered, words that carried flirty breathiness to them. The reason was simple. Ian was triple AAA: attractive, around and available. The things that seemed to agree with Baby G’s omega greatly nowadays, partly because of his on-going secret affair with Junghwan that had been wearing him down, piece by piece.

It started to feel that they were going nowhere which roused a whole range of emotions in Baby G. Did he really deserve a mate who was never his in the first place? Would he have to take his suppressants for the rest of his life, never knowing the pleasure of his mate taking care of him during his heats? Or simply going out on dates without the fear of someone spotting them together?

He and Junghwan were just too different, growing ever so distant. And no amount of hormone-charged sex was going to change it, unless they did something about it, but what could they do? Was there really any future for them or was he just kidding himself?

“What’s wrong, pup?” Ian spoke, sensing a change in his mood, after they settled into his car with a hired chauffeur. He took Baby G’s hand into his, running a thumb over his pulse point soothingly.

“Nothing, just hungry,” Baby G sighed, snuggling into Ian’s side. “Let’s go and just splurge.”

“I was thinking of seeing a Kabuki play tonight. Care to join me?”

“You know I’d always say yes to spending more time with you,” Baby G replied without missing a beat. And his honesty gave him a start. He really, really would.

Ian’s gaze softened as he brought Baby G’s hand to his lips and pressed a chaste kiss to the back of it as his eyes lingered on the omega’s lips with an clear intent.

Desire flared at the pit of the omega’s belly, throwing him in for another loop. And it wasn’t the first time either. He knew why it was happening: his mark had been wearing off, making him more susceptible to the scents of other alphas, and Ian’s scent was the most enticing of them all, besides Junghwan’s own, of course.

If would be easier to manage, if Junghwan marked him again, but the fresh wound would attract immediate attention, spurting no end of questions that Baby G had no easy answers to. Just thinking of what could await them gave him a splitting headache.

And he was getting tired of that, too.

On their way to a high-end kaiseki restaurant that Ian had his own tab at, Baby G popped by his apartment, their company rented for him in Daikan-yama, for a change of clothes - fitted slacks and a translucent buttonless blouse with a medium cleavage, the front flaps looping around his waist, fixated at the small of his back in a clever knot. All black, of course, because Ian liked seeing him in dark colors.

What the alpha liked even more was seeing Baby G wearing his gifts, like the long delicate earrings he chose for today, an expensive souvenir Ian brought him from the States. Technically, he regularly spoiled all Parks with little gifts, but Baby G couldn’t help but notice that his gifts were always something he could wear on his body: accessories, perfume, garments. And every time Baby G would wear it, Ian’s eyes would linger on that particular item of his wardrobe, silently expressing his approval.

(It didn’t help that Ian had an impeccable taste, too.)

Baby G walked out of his walk-in closet that kept half of his wardrobe by now, twirling around to show off his outfit for tonight.

“Shall we go?” he beamed, pleased to see the appreciative glimmer in Ian’s eyes. “I’m really famished now.”

“That makes both of us, pup.”

The subtle double entendre wasn’t lost on Baby G as Ian looped a hand around his waist, fingers warming his side through the thin fabric.  

The okaa-san of the restaurant, a middle-aged omega matron decked out in a stylish summer kimono, led them through the wooden boardwalk cutting through a Japanese garden into a private guest house, decorated in a traditionally minimalistic fashion. The shoji were slid open to allow for the beautiful view of the garden, with the soothing sounds of a water creek burbling nearby.

Baby G lowered down onto a flat cushion laid out in front of a low table, tucking his legs under his bottom, as Ian did the same on the other side of the table.

They were served green tea - sencha - by a younger omega boy, who might not be older than Baby G himself, his movements simple and elegant, skillfully holding his long sleeves out of the way while pouring more tea into their cups and serving appetizers.

Ian held a brief conversation with the matron, the contents of which went over Baby G’s head. They might have been conversing in the kansai dialect that Ian spoke fluently - he spent his teenage years drifting between Kyoto and Osaka, studying the traditional Asian arts, among other things.

(The Jeons made a fortune on art dealing, starting from a tiny art shop in Busan opened by Ian’s grand-grandfather a century ago - nowadays they ran and curated multiple art galleries and shops all over the world, hence Ian’s constant trips abroad that Baby G was more than welcome to come long - and one day, he knew he just might, the offer was too tempting to resist for long.)

Barely into the first course, Baby G noticed that his legs were falling asleep - he completely forgot about that part - as he wiggled uncomfortably, trying to bring some blood back into his weeping limps, which didn’t escape Ian’s attention.

“Let me.”

Ian motioned for him to untuck his legs and stretch them out under the table. Baby G bit down a moan of bliss as Ian’s hands enveloped his feet, thumbs digging into the soles, massaging them, gentle but firm.

They was probably violating some code of comportment with their impromptu foot-play, but no one in the room batted an eyelash, patiently waiting for them to be done with the silliness and return to their artisan crafted meal - that was Japanese politeness for you and heaps of money Ian was forking over the meal, of course, more than some people’s wedges.

Baby G sighed happily, leaning back on his arms and wiggling his toes, when Ian dug into his foot just right.

“Thank you,” he purred, brushing his toe over the man’s knee, before tentatively resuming his pose from before.

“My pleasure.”

At night, they went to see a Kabuki play. He’d never really spent a whole day with Ian like that and Baby G was enjoying himself a lot. He hadn’t been on a proper date since school and it felt a lot like a romantic date rather than an outing between friends.

It was nice to be spoiled and adored the way he deserved to be - it wasn’t about the money, per se - there was little his family couldn’t afford, after all - but the attentiveness that Ian treated him with, making Baby G feel like the center of his universe, even if he wasn’t his mate.

Ian led them into a private balcony with the perfect view of the stage and the hanamichi, a special walkway that actors would use to make an entrance, the alpha explained. Baby G took a seat on the velvet couch, peeking down at the crowd of people gathering for the performance, while Ian ordered refreshments from the screen hooked to the arm of the couch.

Baby G had never seen a Kabuki performance before and a few minutes into it, he found himself infinitely bored, watching something that made no sense to him whatsoever, story-wise - the decorations were pretty as well as the costumes, but once the splendor and novelty of the visuals wore off, there was not much to it for him, besides making him sleepy. Maybe he could nap for a while until it was over.

And he did, nodding off against Ian’s shoulder.

When he woke up, it was to the loud shouts from the audience bellow him. The play must be still going full swing if the cheers from the crowd were anything to go by. As the sense of reality was sipping back into him, he realized with a start that he had fallen asleep on Ian’s lap, using them as a headrest, the rest of his body taking two thirds of the couch, squeezing Ian into the corner.

“I’m sorry for falling asleep on you,” he said sheepishly, stifling a yawn, as he turned onto his back, drawing up his knees, not in too much hurry to vacate his comfortable position.

For a moment, Ian didn’t say anything, just watching him quietly in fond amusement, carding a hand through Baby G’s tousled locks. And Baby G stared right back. The world around them seemed to slow down, the sounds muffled, leaving just the two of them in the privacy of their little balcony, as Baby G rose up on his arms, slowly as if in a trance, snaking a hand behind Ian’s neck before pressing their lips in a kiss. His eyes fluttered close, as he concentrated on the feeling that had been itching under his skin all day, maybe longer than that.

He gasped lightly, dizzy from the rush of pleasure, as Ian kissed back, caressing his lips with his own, without deepening the kiss.

It was another round of roaring applause that broke up their moment, forcing Baby G to pull back, the heart in his chest thudding so loud he could barely hear anything else. He scrambled onto his seat hastily, straightening up and fixing his hair as he tried to get a grip on his emotional state - they fucking kissed. More so, Baby G was the one to initiate it.

“It’s about to be over anyway,” Ian said, as collected as ever, if not for a touch of breathlessness present in his voice.

Baby G took a deep breath, trying to temper the buzzing of arousal humming down his veins. Were they somewhere more private than a theater, there was no telling how far Baby G would allow this to go.

Part of him knew that he had started to outgrow Junghwan and his blind infatuation with him, and that would only continue unless they do the impossible and find a solution benefiting them both. As of the moment, everything seemed so bleak for them, while Ian…

(Ian was everything he needed in a partner.)

He followed Ian out of the theater, head thrumming with conflicting thoughts. They had barely exchanged a word since the kiss that Baby G could still feel on his lips.

(And he wanted to kiss him again, so much.)

“I’m tired, Ian,” Baby G sighed, back in the car, the chauffeur easing out of the parking space to take him back home. He dropped his head onto Ian’s chest, feeling the alpha press a kiss to the crown of his head, nuzzling his hair.

Baby G’s omega wept for his touch and he didn’t know if he had the strength to resist it anymore.

--- Does Baby G spend the night with Ian? --- (Yes)

(AN: You know how in real Kabuki all roles, even female ones, are performed by men? Well, in this abo!kabuki, all roles are performed by alphas, even the omega ones.)

~~~

Baby G woke up to the smell of freshly brewed coffee wafting from his mostly virgin kitchen.

He smiled, stretching his limbs, spine bending in an arch, like a big lazy cat.

He could barely find it in himself to regret the last night, even if he wanted to - and he didn’t, not one bit. His night with Ian was magical, every single second of it. Ian was a wonderful lover with a talent to make Baby G feel cradled from head to toe, simmering in pleasure.

“So beautiful, Jiyeon-ah,” a voice whispered against his skin, the bed dipping under the other’s weight, as lips kissed a spot under his belly button, palms splayed on his hips. “A masterpiece I could never get enough of.”

Baby G let out a little mewl of encouragement, hooking a knee round Ian’s back to keep him close. Ian ran his fingers along the length of his thigh, as if contemplating its perfect sumptuous shape, before pressing his lips to the skin, starting from the bend of the knee and traveling downwards to the pelvis, breath ghosting over his bare cock.

“Ian, baby, don’t tease,” Baby G sighed, hands thrown over his head, his mellow state from before giving way to blooming arousal.

“Tell me what you want, blossom.”

“Want your mouth on my cock,” Baby G said, a wicked smile quirking his full lips. “Want you to play with my ass while at it, too.”

“You naughty little thing,” Ian whispered, scooping under the swell of his ass to drag him closer.

“Mmh, you make me naughty, baby. You and your sinful mouth.”

Baby G wiggled to make himself comfy in his new position, pillow propping up his butt, thighs spread nice and wide as Ian swallowed around his cock with a deep hum, fingers smearing the oozing slick around the rim.

Alphas, who were willing let alone skillful at sucking their omegas off, were a real treat. True, omegas` cocks were less sensitive than alphas`, and to experience a satisfying orgasm he needed to be penetrated, but seeing Ian devoting himself fully to Baby G`s wishes was beautifully orgasmic in itself.

“Yeah, baby, please just like that,” Baby G purred, eyes half-lidded as he melted into the double sensations of Ian’s mouth against his cock and his fingers, curled inside of him, pushing into his sweet spot. His breath hitched, legs closing in tight, bracketing Ian’s head, when pleasure started to build up in intensity, filling his veins with a rush of the liquid heat.

Somewhere on the other side of his pleasure, he heard a vague snarl, seconds before he found himself face to face with the alpha, the corners of his lips upturned to reveal a glimpse of his teeth - Baby G shuddered in pleasure, tilting his head to the side to offer his neck in submission, appeasing the animal inside of Ian.

Ian nuzzled in hard, taking large gulps of his delicate scent, mixed in with Ian’s own now, all the while driving fingers in and out of his ass, edging him closer and closer to the bliss.

Baby G came with Ian`s teeth clamped around his mark, just short of puncturing the skin, claiming the omega as his.

Ian stayed pressed close as Baby G evened out his breath - morning sex was one of those things he loved but could rarely indulge with Junghwan since they were on the clock most of the time.

“Do I smell coffee, though?” he said, kissing Ian’s cheek before attempting to worm his way from under him.

Ian blinked, his eyes unnaturally dilated, still in his alpha space.

He coughed, abashed, letting go of Baby G reluctantly - it was obvious that was the last thing he wanted to do, which Baby G found amusing.

“Unless you want to fuck me in the shower first?” he smiled knowingly, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He cackled happily, darting towards the ensuite and barely making it to the door when Ian was on him, all hungry lips and grabby arms.

--- Does Baby G tell Ian about him and Tattoo? --- (Yes.)

(AN: A fun fact about marking. Only omegas get marked in this abo, because of the location of their scent gland which is right under the surface of the skin, while alpha’s scent glands are tucked deeper inside, so even if omegas were to mark alphas, it wouldn’t make any difference. A mark is basically a piercing wound to the scent gland that heals very, very slowly (hence it’s not permanent.)

(Alpha ancestors did it to omegas for two basic reasons: 1) to ward off competition; 2) to break the omega’s sense of reality, back in the day, people relied on scent almost as much as their sight and having a ‘corrupted’ scent gland would weaken an omega considerably leaving them in the care of the alpha that bit them.)

(Nowadays people don’t rely on scents as much, only if to find a suitable mate, so marking is viewed as alpha showing a commitment to the omega they chose. On the contrary, not marking the omega they chose would be viewed very negatively by the omega in question, especially if they asked explicitly for the mark. Times change, huh.)

(Also, both alphas and omegas are very much still in touch with their animal instincts/urges, and nowhere it’s more evident than during sex. Even someone as in control of his bearings as Ian can’t resist unleashing the animal inside of him when he’s being intimate with the omega he loves (yes, he loves Baby G, okay), because it’s so new to him and overwhelming, although he’ll get better at controlling those urges in time, esp. if they mate. (Tattoo was faring no better than Ian when he and Baby G first starting fooling around.)

~~~

--- Best boy or golden boy? --- (Golden boy.) 

(Therefore, the end couple is Ian/Baby G.) 

~~~

‘I told Ian about us. We need to meet.’

The ride to the place was gripped by a dour mood. Not even the radio was on. Ian drove, eyes set on the road, jaw clenched. He was either pouting or planning a murder. Knowing Ian, it was probably both.

When Baby G came clean with him about Junghwan, he expected all sorts of reactions, even an unfettered rage, but Ian simply shut down, fists clenched, nails digging into his palms, trying to contain the upset animal inside him and then, he left the room, without saying a word.

He hadn’t said a lot of words after that either.

“So, you’ve decided to not talk to me ever again?” Baby G said, tired of the silence that he didn’t think he deserved in the first place.

A long moment passed before Ian spoke, all bitter around the edges.

“I just don’t want to say something I’ll regret.”

“I don’t really get it, you know? I’ve already told you I want to be with you. I choose you.” Baby G reached over for his hand, slipping his fingers through Ian’s. “I want you.”

“You say that, but you’ve been lying to me and your family for years, Jiyeon-ah. How do I know it’s not another lie?”

Baby G huffed, letting go of Ian’s hand, as he sank back into his seat, defeated.

“So you’re going to hold it against me forever, are you?”

“I’m sorry,” Ian sighed, reaching back for his hand, squeezing it lightly in apology. “I was- am jealous. It’s not easy for me to accept, you know. Even knowing that the person I...love has been marked by another is a bitter truth to swallow, and then you told me about him, still present in your life, I was just...mad. Still am. But not at you, darling. I don’t think I could ever be mad at you.”

“I know,” Baby G said, in a softer voice. “It all will be over today, okay? Just wait a while longer, love. I’m already yours, and that’s not going to change.”

Ian gripped his hand, bringing it to his lips for a lingering kiss against his knuckles. He didn’t say anything after that, keeping his eyes on the road, Baby G’s hand warming his knee, but the silence didn’t cut into them anymore.

“Do you want me to stay in the car?” Ian asked after parking the car near a small indiscreet apartment complex - the rendezvous spot.

“Why would I want that?” Baby G said, genuinely puzzled.

“I don’t want to hold you down, Jiyeon. I mean...” Ian paused to gather his thoughts. “You still have his mark. You still love him. I know you do. Things like that don’t just change overnight.”

Baby G knew that Ian was right. He did still love Junghwan, probably always would, but sometimes love just wasn’t enough - he’d learned his lesson well. He was ready to move on, for good this time, besides…

“I love you, too,” he confessed. “And I fell for you because of who you are, not because my hormones told me to. And that’s that. C’mon. Let’s get this over with.”

Baby G was about to unlock the car door when Ian stopped him, drawing him in for a kiss, sweet and needy, as if it could be their last - fat chance of that, Baby G thought to himself, sighing into Ian’s mouth in a half-moan. Desire pulled at the pit of his belly, his body yearning for Ian’s touch. His heat was due soon and it filled Baby G with gluttonous anticipation. He could barely wait.

When Baby G pulled away, he saw red tinting the alpha’s eyes. The most pleasant color of all.

Junghwan wasn’t there.

They found the apartment void of any soul. Perhaps he was running late, but Baby G knew better - Junghwan would always be there when he arrived, waiting for him. As he looked around, he spotted a folded piece of paper on the bed, neatly made-up.

He took it, already knowing what it meant.

‘I am sorry, sweetness. I hope he’ll make you happy in ways I never could.’

For a moment, he just stood there, gripped by a feeling that was too vague to put into words. It finally hit him, the realization that he and Junghwan were over, not only that, but they probably would never meet again, their lifestyles too incompatible for that. This little note was all he had left of him and, of course…

Jungmin. Their little baby boy.

He showed the note to Ian, not trusting himself to say anything without becoming too emotional.

Baby G took one shuddering breath and...let go.

“You know, I’ve stopped taking my suppressants since Tokyo,” he said finally, looking at Ian.

“Yeah?”

“My heat could come any day now,” Baby G smiled sheepishly. “I was thinking if you would-”

“I will,” Ian promised, kissing his temple, arm wrapped around Baby G’s shoulders. “Anything for you.”

“Anything?” Baby G looked up at him, their faces mere inches away.

“Then, mark me.”

(8 years later)

“Minnie, it’s bedtime. Tidy up your toys, please, before daddy comes back,” Baby G says, smooching his son on the head and patting his tushie to hurry him along with plucking the toys off the bed.

Jungmin, age 10, is his papa’s baby boy through and through, his own little squishie toy. Baby G is glad he decided to not hand him over to the Jeons for education after all, which Ian turned out to be very supportive of. Macho alphas are overrated anyway. Let him be however the nature intended him to be - shy and overly sentimental, clinging to his parents for cuddles and kisses and treats.

As the baby alpha diligently clears the toys off their bed, the door opens to let Ian in, a tray with warm milk and cookies in his hand. Jungmin hops off the bed and sprints off to barrel into him with a happy squeal, hanging off Ian like a little koala.

Ian plods to the bed, with visible struggle, lowering the tray onto the bedside table, before picking Jungmin up and twirling him in the air as the young one giggles, a little bit scared and excited at the same time.

Ian puts him down eventually, leaning in to press a kiss against Baby G’s lips.

“C’mon, big boy, your duty is over for the day, time to wash up and go to bed,” Ian says fondly. “I’ll watch over your papa for now, okay?”

Jungmin nods, cheeks rosy and eyes sparkling, as he climbs back onto the bed for a goodnight kiss from Baby G before trotting to the nanny waiting at the door, ready to take over the boy for the night.

It’s only when the door is closed and Jungmin’s chatter dies down in the corridor that Baby G tugs Ian down to rest alongside of him, the alpha nuzzling his way into his neck, nipping at the skin around the mark.

“The twins?”

“Asleep,” Ian says. “I think we might need another nanny to watch over them. They’re clever little devils and they’re only three.”

Baby G giggles softly, too tired for anything else for now. Ian shifts to hold him properly, a hand tracing delicately the omega’s rotund stomach. They’re definitely going to hire more help with another baby on the way. After the twins, he swore to never get pregnant ever again - the two were a menace even inside of him, and now that they were out, he holds no hope for this world. But then, their third honeymoon happened and Ian took him to a private island in Seychelles where one night of passion led to another and here he is, all moody and pregnant, again.

“Mhm, can I have a cookie, please?” he says in this whiny voice of his he knows can make Ian go and drag the moon off the sky if he so wishes.

“Anything my love desires,” Ian says, reaching over for the treats. “Do you want one with chocolate chips or almond nuts?”

“Do you know me at all?” Baby G scrunches up his nose cutely, all teasing. “Both, of course.”

He takes a nibble of the cookie that Ian holds out for him, the chocolate one, one palm under his chin minding the crumbs. Baby G’s lips snag on Ian’s thumb, as he smiles and then, licks it.

“Don’t tease me, pup,” Ian warns him. “Or we’ll have to sleep in late tomorrow.”

“So?” Baby G cocks his head to the side as Ian tsks in mock reproach, booping his nose fondly.

“Your brother is arriving tomorrow, remember?” he chuckles at Baby G’s flabbergasted expression as it downs on him.

Minseo.

Minseo and his alpha, all newly-mated, are to fly over to Japan for a visit. It’s been ages since he saw his baby brother. And by ages he means a couple of months - they do cruise between the two countries often, but not so much now that Baby G is nearing his term. The very idea of getting up and journeying as far as the bathroom, let alone another country, starts to seem more like a hurdle with each passing day.

“I completely forgot,” he mumbles, sinking down into the pillows and snuggling closer to Ian. The alpha dims the room’s lights, leaving only a nightshade on. Baby G’s eyelids slowly droop close, comforted by the scent of his mate and the steady rise and fall of his chest. By the end of the day, that’s all he ever needs to put him at ease and make him let go of any worry he has. In Ian’s arms, he is finally complete.

He hopes that his brothers feel the same with their own mates. He’s not yet too familiar with Minseo’s mate, although he’s heard through the grapevine that the alpha, a childhood friend, adores the ground his baby brother walks on, just as he should be - Minseo deserves to be worshiped for the blessing he is to this world. And Jiwon…

He and Jung hitched up soon after a long road trip across the country that they took off on to celebrate Jung’s graduation. Never in his wildest dream, Baby G could have imagined seeing Jiwon as lovesick as he was with Jeon Junior. The two also started shacking up together, flouting all the clan norms, although Baby G is the one to talk, given how he did the same with Ian, albeit under the ruse of relocating to Japan for the sake of their business.

He supposes his history with Junghwan has made him quite needy, wanting to have his alpha’s attention at all times. Luckily, Ian might be just as needy as he is, so they really turned out to be quite inseparable - Ian hardly ever travels anywhere without him nowadays, and if he does, it never lasts longer than a couple of days.

Almost a decade later, he rarely thinks about Junghwan. And when he does, he hopes that the man is living a good life, surrounded by kind people who love him. He truly does. Sometimes he gets these unsigned postcards, with pretty generic content, no return address either, but somehow Baby G knows who these are from.

Somehow he knows that this is Junghwan’s way of telling him that he still remembers. And Baby G never throws them away, stacking them neatly into a bottom drawer by his bed - his own little way of saying that…

he remembers, too.

~~~

(AN: Thank you for sticking around, whomever you might be. This is the end.)

~~~

The brief summary of Tattoo’s ending. (That is, if people voted for the Tattoo ending.)

After BG tells Ian about him and Tattoo, they have a big falling out, since BG gives no indication that he plans to break things up with Junghwan. Ian demands full rights on Jungmin then, threatening to tell BG’s family the truth. BG has a mental breakdown and contacts Tattoo to come and see him asap. They talk and Tattoo finally nuts up and tells BG that they should move to Japan for good, where they could live together in secret from their family. Jungmin stays with the Jeons to placate Ian.

8 years later, Baby G and Junghwan have built a new life in Japan. Baby G gradually estranged himself from his family, starting his own business and doing well for himself, because they’d never accept Junghwan as his mate and some sacrifices were unavoidable. Eventually they have another baby that they could call their own without all that clan politicking. So they become a family and all that good shit. And that’s about it.

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Sirius Black*Ravenclaw

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Remus looked at his friend, concern covering his face. Sirius was...studying? No. He couldn't be. Could he?

The werewolf looked over at James, seeing if he had noticed. He had. So had Peter and all three were staring at this spectacle.

The Marauders didn't study. Well, Remus did a little but still. Last time Remus made Sirius study he ripped pages out of the textbook and made them into flying paper dementors, all attacking Remus.

"I know I'm fabulous but can you not stare?" Sirius asked, not looking up from his textbook.

Remus sat his book down, knowing he'd never be able to read it till he figured this out. "Are you feeling okay Padfoot?"

"Just peachy,"

Remus and James shared a look. "Are you sure?" James asked, slowly.

Sirius closed his book with a huff. "Im perfectly fine Prongs. Just figured I'd study a little bit. Nothing wrong with being a little smart, you know."

"Who's the girl?" Peter's voice piped up from the corner.

James and Remus looked confused but Peter just shrugged. Sirius stayed silent for a moment. Suddenly he tossed his book to the floor and dramatically fell back on the couch "She doesn't even know I exist!"

The whole common room turned to him due to the outburst. "Oh bugger off you lot." Sirius scolded them. The young first and second years flinched and scurried off while everyone rolled their eyes, having gotten used to his behavior.

"So let me get this right, you, Sirius Black, fancy someone and are studying to...impress them?" James tried to wrap his head around this.

Sighing, Sirius said "Yes, okay. I'm completely smitten by a Ravenclaw who doesn't know I exist. She also doesn't even notice my incredible good looks or luscious locks. It's insane."

"Who is she?" Remus asked.

"(Y/N). (Y/N) (Y/L/N)."

(Y/N) sat in her dorm, reading a muggle book, when her dormmates got back. "Hows the book?" Jess asked.

"Good." (Y/N) said bluntly, trying to not get distracted from her book, Peter Pan by JM Barie.

"Watcha doing later?" Jess asked while she and the girls started rummaging through their trunks. (Y/N) held up her book with a 'duh' expression. Don't get her wrong, she loves the girls, their her closest friends, but cmon, of course, she was going to be reading. "Well, how about you put the book down for a couple hours and come out with us?"

"Out where?" (Y/N) asked hesitantly.

"The Gryffindor, Slytherin match," Jess shrugged.

(Y/N) thought about it. It was a Friday night so she could finish the book after "That's not too bad I suppose. Okay sure."

"Yay." Jess was happier than she should be. "Oh, and you know how after the winning house always through a small get to geth-"

"No." (Y/N) deadpanned.

"Cmon," The girls whined. Jess, Taylor, Rosa, and Ty sat on her bed. "Please come. Please please," Ty begged.

"Why do you want me there? You know I'll just complain?" (Y/N) crossed her arms.

Rosa rolled her eyes "Don't care. We don't want you to become a recluse. You could end up like that Remus kid."

"Hey! He's really nice," Taylor stuck up for him, checks tinted.

(Y/N) leaned forward and pinched them "Someones got a crush," she sang.

"Shut up," Taylor whined. "Besides if you come maybe you'll finally get a boyfriend."

"I don't need a boyfriend," (Y/N) pointed out.

"You don't need books," Ty chimed in.

(Y/N) gasped, clutching the book to her chest "How dare you?!"

"What will it take?" Jess sighed. (Y/N) leaned back and thought about it. A smirk took over her face. "Oh no," Jess paled.

After the girls agreed to get her a new book, each, she agreed to go. But only if "We get to get you ready,"

The match wasn't too bad. The girls dressed (Y/N) up in a slightly baggy sweater and skinny jeans. It was what was going on after that scared (Y/N). She knew the girls wouldn't let her go to a party like this.

The match, however, was fine. Most of the time Slytherin and Gryffindor were neck and neck despite a chaser having to switch out last minute. Apparently, the chaser had come down with the 'sniffles' /Cough*Slytherin*Cough/ and had to be switched out for someone else. Sirius, (Y/N) thinks.

He seemed to be keeping up fine, despite not being on the team, until suddenly he stopped, froze even. He'd been flying straight to the Slytherin goal, quaffle in hand when he looked over to the stands.

Gryffindors and Slytherins stayed on specific sides but Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws were mixed in, supporting either side. A group of Ravenclaw girls was cheering for the Gryffindors, one wearing skinny jeans and a baggy sweater; (Y/N).

(Y/N) thought she had made eye contact with Sirius when he stopped but she assumed she was just being self-centered.

Slytherin was able to get the quaffle from Black which kicked him back into gear.

Gryffindor won, despite Black's sudden freeze, and the crowd cheered. As (Y/N) and her friends starting heading back up to the school Jess said they'd have to hurry to get ready.

(Y/N) was used to watching her friends get ready but not doing it herself. This time it was her they shoved in the chair in front of the vanity to get ready.

She had nothing against makeup, normally just too lazy to put it on, but she had to admit they did good. Nothing too over the top, just a brown smokey eye, winged liner, and purple-ish chapstick. Oh and face makeup but it was subtle.

The outfit however...maybe not. (Y/N) was used to baggy clothes, men's clothes even, for comfort. No one likes to curl up in a book while trying to make sure nothing pops out or skirt rides up.

A leather skirt, rolling stones tee, and heeled ankle boots wasn't a normal outfit choice for (Y/N). The tee was hers, slightly oversized as usual, but it was tucked into the skirt. The skirt was Ty's while the heels were Taylors. Jess had rolled the short sleeves of the tee for a 'better' look.

"I look," (Y/N) began, her friends nervous for her reaction "Amazing," they let out a sigh of relief "But this," she gestured to her whole outfit "Is weird and won't be happening ever again. Got it?"

When (Y/N) got to the party she got a few compliments about her outfits and a few stares. Although she didn't appreciate the stares from guys the compliments from girls were great. Most people did a double take though. (Y/N) knew she looked good when she got done up but was too lazy to do it on a daily basis.

Her and her friends though all agreed to ignore all the guys and just have a fun time, considering it wasn't likely (Y/N) would do it again in a long time.

They stood by the couches, sitting on the back of them, talking with some Gryffindor girls. "Hey, I'm going to get another drink," Ty announced.

"I'll come too," (Y/N) followed Ty to the makeshift food and drinks tables. She had to admit the Gryffindors knew how to make a setup.

Instead of being in the common room, like most other houses, it was held in the room of requirement. This lets them set up this long table filled with different treats, snacks, and drinks. Alcoholic and not.

(Y/N) pondered over whether or not to get an alcoholic one. "Ohh, being a daredevil?" Ty teased when (Y/N) inspected a can of something.

"Maybe," she gave a sly smirk "I dunno though. Sure it drank before but not at a party."

Ty slung an arm around her shoulder, squeezing it "It's up to you but why not? One drink won't hurt."

"Ohh is this the peer pressure mum warned me about?" She joked. Looking at the can she eyed it over before deciding "Screw it. One won't hurt." When Ty didn't reply (Y/N) looked up. "Go talk to him,"

"We promised-"

"Go. Seriously. I'll cover you if it comes to it." (Y/N) told her friend. Ty looked a bit nervous "Go! I'll wait here for you."

"I mean, I guess I could go say hi."

"Too late." (Y/N) grinned as Dirk Cresswell waved to Ty. "Have fun," (Y/N) pushed Ty with a smirk. Ty glared at her but went over to Dirk.

(Y/N) laughed lightly. She looked over and saw her friends had moved from the couches to beer pong. (Y/N) shrugged it off and decided to stay at the table. There was food here so...

The Marauders laughed, Sirius the loudest, as James levitated Sirius in the air. While he was up there he looked over the room and saw her, (Y/N) standing by the food table. "Put me down, mate." His voice still held laughter.

Sirius said a quick goodbye before rushing through the crowd to where (Y/N) was. His confidence dropped slightly, seeing she wasn't there, but picked up when he noticed she had just moved down the table.

Padfoot took a deep breath before walking over. She had been standing by the food, reaching for a treacle tart, when Sirius 'accidentally' bumped into her while reaching for one as well. "Sorry 'bout that love," he told her.

"It's alright," she said, passing Sirius a tart "Here,"

"Thanks. Um, you look, um very nice," Sirius felt his confidence melt away as he stood before her.

"Thanks," her voice had dropped some of its cheery tones.

Sirius noticed the can and couldn't stop himself "You drink?"

(Y/N) chuckled "Yup. Everyone surprised I'm not a goody to shoes."

"No its just, you don't seem the type. I mean I'm surprised you're here and not reading a book or something,"

"Well alas, my friends insisted," Somehow the conversation just kept going and Sirius found himself more and more surprised, and more and more smittened.

She drank, liked rock music, had an amazing sense of humor, and wasn't slightly fazed when the Marauders joined them and made completely inappropriate jokes.

As the night went on though their groups merged. (Y/N) and her friends, and the marauders basically kicked the people off the couches and took them for themselves. Remus, surprisingly, was flirting with one of her friends.

However, the night was drawing to a close. Sirius asked if he could walk (Y/N) back to her dorm. "Nah its okay. Me and the girls were gonna walk back,"

"The girls and I," Sirius corrected her "Its cool to correct a Ravenclaw,"

(Y/N) rolled her eyes "Night Sirius,"

"Wait, you know my name?" Sirius blurted out. Throughout the whole night, they never introduced themselves. But realistically ofcourse she knew his names.

"Yeah," she said like it was the most obvious thing in the world, "You sit behind me in Muggle studies," (Y/N) turned to leave with her friends but turned around "You know the seat next to me is empty. Maybe you could sit there sometimes?" she suggested, checks tinged.

"Yeah, um, that um sounds yeah um cool, uh. Yeah." Sirius couldn't help but lose his cool. His friend's sniggers didn't help. "See you then."

"Night Sirius." (Y/N) smiled, leaning up to kiss his cheek before scurrying off with her friends, all of them giggling.

"Night," he breathed out, his friends laughing and patting his back.

[roo-bastmoon]

I was reading your thoughts and anons you answered and also think it’s annoying when jikookers are dismissing anyone who dare to point out at JK’s behavior regarding Jimin being a bit "hot and cold" (if we can so). It is quite obvious that he sometimes acts extremely boldly and sometimes more standoffish-y. Now some people tend to think it’s proof Jikook aren’t a thing, which I don’t agree with. I don’t think he’s actually cold, more like.. extremely guarded and careful. You said it yourself, he doesn’t act like that with other members he’s close to, like Hobi or Jin for example. He’s very cuddly with them and doesn’t seem to shy away from showing them affection. So why does he sometimes seem quite standoffish with Jimin only? To me that says more about the nature of their relationship. Some say it’s because he doesn’t like Jimin, and that’s perfectly ridiculous because on the other hand there’s GCF, his JM tattoo, Rosebowl, his over-protectiveness when it comes to Jimin, and plenty of examples of his fondness for him. I can be completely wrong but to me everything points out to them being together and Jungkook being the most obvious lovesick puppy being the two lol and he said recently he monitors everything so I wouldn’t be surprised if he has knows for all those years how obvious he can be and it’s something he’s trying to work on. I don’t know if that makes any sense? It does in my mind kkkk I feel like if he completely let it go and didn’t control himself he would have already outed them to be honest. He strikes me as someone who’s has a hard time not showing his true self in front of the cameras and having to hide some part of himself but at the same time being well aware he has to do it. You can call me delusional it all makes sense for me but maybe I’m saying a bunch of nonsense i_i

Howdy, Nonie.

I have had these thoughts, too. I'm a bit wary of concluding JK runs cold b/c he's afraid of outing them, but it's entirely possible, especially if there's anything to the blackmail theory.

The reason that doesn't sit too well with me is because Jimin hasn't modified his openly smitten behavior toward JK that much and JK does Highly Questionable (TM) things with other members that hints at not exclusively heterosexual feelings. So it's not exactly the cover he might think it is. But I could be missing skinship nuances related to age hierarchy and what is friendly vs. flirtatious.

Jimin is JK's exception to every rule--honorifics, tone, physical touch, personal space, family sharing (hell, Jimin is the only one in the room whenever JK gets treated for injuries)--everything. But if JK monitors everything online--if he sees all the fan chatter and the Vlive ship questions and gossip rags--why does he feed certain fantasies and starve others, at times?

I've honestly given up trying to figure him out, I get whiplash. Sometimes he has what I've read to be an Attachment Avoidant style. Do you remember there was a video early on in their career when JK said he was cold toward Jimin b/c he was shy? He can sometimes Gray Rock Jimin to the point where I cringe in second-hand embarrassment. Other times, he is so obviously gone for Park Jimin (and who can blame him) that there is no hetero explanation available.

I'm certain JK loves all his members; but Jimin will always be exceptional.

I think JK loves Jimin so much it makes him extremely vulnerable and I think Jeon Jungkook doesn't like being vulnerable (but he’s also possessive), so he runs hot and cold. And I think Jimin has enough emotional intelligence to understand this and enough patience to endure it.

[jikook-love]

Seeing how people determined BTS members' sexuality is sickening, somehow, like they are gay when one member sat on other's lap or hugging each other or when their hands linger longer than intended, bc in my place, such things (between same gender) are completely normal. But then I'd come to realize that actually I one of those people when I ship Jikook like so hard it's getting worst.

[cont..] I once said to my sister that I will support the members if they wanted to date openly or secretly but not Jikook bc I’ll only support if JM date Jk and vice versa and I don’t think that I can follow BTS anymore if JM or JK announce their relationship with someone else not with each other. Can you see how bad this situation is?

[cont..] One more thing is that I will become restless when there are moments between other members with either JM or JK but I don’t hate on other members when people shipped them with Jm or Jk. Am I too obsessed with them? Please don’t hate me. I wished I could return back time to when I only shipped them for fun and bc they looked cute together.

Hello anon!

I’m actually really glad you sent me this message because I think you honestly summarized all of our concerns as Jikook shippers to the exact point. I know many would disagree with you on the exterior ( “Do not choose a ship over the band!”) but I think if we were to be completely truthful to ourselves, we all think like this as shippers to a certain extent, and I actually respect you for being able to say it like this, to come to terms with your guilt and knowing these thoughts are “wrong”, even if simply through anon. 

And I get it–extremely relatable. I myself often say in my personal DMs: “If they’re not truly gay for each other at this point, is it not simply queerbaiting?” I say it again and again, and I genuinely mean it because it is so common for companies and idols alike to use “fanservice” as a marketing tool, whether or not we are aware of it ourselves. And if this were to happen to Jimin and Jungkook, we would certainly be upset, because from the way we see it, the way they interact with one another seems to deeply stem from their actual, true personalities. For example, Jungkook’s natural shyness yet obvious partialness when it comes to Jimin and Jimin alone is seen as a direct indicator to his proclaimed introverted self, and how he acts differently when it is someone he is smitten with. If all this were to go away, it would certainly change our perception on his personality as a whole. 

I personally have felt every single thing that you said above in the past, every single sentence. When I say things like “I didn’t sign up for this” I definitely mean it haha. It becomes obsessive, I totally get it. I came to terms with it simply by rooting myself in reality: I trust that the personalities and images they show on camera are real, but should they not be then that’s a whole different problem of who they truly are and what they wish to be seen as. But I always keep the “worst case scenario” in my head, that perhaps, just by history and just with the way things usually are, that it’s ultimately all fanservice, and I should simply take it all face value and enjoy it while I can. In that way, I set the bar low, if they ever do anything to contradict this “fanservice theory”, it simply improves from there. If it ever is that they are “real”, then it’s a bonus for me. For me, this was easy to do, because I can be totally pessimistic when I want to, but I’m not sure this is just as easy for everyone else. 

 Also, if you are worried about feeling seething jealousy should they date anyone else, I’ll tell you now that trust me: it is not that bad. In my younger days, I had my ultimate bias go on WGM, and even though I thought I would hate it, seeing him so happy and genuinely trying to fall in love was so rewarding that I forgot everything, and watched the show genuinely enjoying. You’re not as bad of people as you all think. Usually, your feelings of wanting to see happiness for your idols that you love and care for will overpower your negative feelings of jealousy and hatred. So trust yourself, that you’ll still support them as always, regardless of what the result is :)

Ultimately, use “jikook” as they are as a distraction, as a imaginative love that may or may not be true. Appreciate their dynamics, and do so jokingly. So that every time they prove it’s not really a joke, it becomes more fulfilling. I’m not sure if this advice will work for you, but that’s what I personally do. But ultimately, it’s okay to have all these “wrong” feelings in your mind, so long as you are aware of it and have a rational foot on the ground at all times so as to not completely lose when things don’t go your way–because a ship is a ship. It’s like watching a love story unravel in front of you, so totally okay to get invested in it ^^

But at the end of it, I guess all I can say as that glimmer of hope is: trust them. Who knows? Maybe they can be that one rare exception. It’s happened before. Maybe, just maybe we’ll get lucky in our lives and it’s what we think it is. :) 

[seokdick]

BF!Yoongi

(is anyone else dying because of this gif!!!!)

Wow. Last bf profile. And what better way to end than with my hubby? lol (Disclaimer: This one might be longer, idk, but I am expecting it to be since I daydream about this boy like always and have so many ideas for this *screeches* so don’t kill me. I love all seven of them pretty much equally believe me, but yoongi just tickles my pickle rn so yeah lol)

I can imagine meeting him in their rehearsal room, that white room where their dance practices are recorded, and like idk if he’ll ve interested in you at first, I really don’t know for sure because he’s very hard to read, but I feel like lowkey, secretly he is maybe not head over heels for you right away, but he’s definitely intrigued by you right away. I mean, new person who seems like they’re chill and somewhat quiet at first. Like I can see him just being himself, head lowered, concentrated on something, but  he’s secretly and efficiently(??) stealing glances your way. And like, he’s secretly kinda mad at himself because he just kinda wishes he could be like Taehyung and Hobi who are all over you, trying to show you around the white empty room (they’re so fucking extra istg) while trying to work their charms on you and  you’re asking questions and they happily answer them, and Jin has tagged along by this time and Jimin instantly has this liking towards you but he’s really shy, like he can tell you’re such a nice person and he just wishes he could be your friend and he just doesn’t know how to approach you. And Namjoon, being the most fluent in English, he’s the one who takes charge of the situation once Hobi and Tae along with the rest of the boys have run out of English phrases to stutter your way. And Jungkooj is next to RapMon, just seeing how his hyung interacts with you, tryna learn something from him. And all the while this is happening, Yoongi is just kinda sitting  there, pretending to be busy revising some lyrics (which he kinda is but he’s more focused on you and being jealous of the boys because he just won’t have the guts to go up to you) and Namjoon just calls him over so he can introduce you to him and he gets up silently. And they’re all so nice. But like, I feel like he wouldn’t necessarily be the first one you get this huge crush on because his personality just kinda makes you seem like he’s not interested or like he’ll never be. And I feel like you’ll probably fall for either Hobi, Jimin or Tae first. I mean, they’re the ones you talk to the most, with broken English and all.

But then he kinda gets tired of looking from the sidelines and just out of the blue he just starts talking to you one day about whatever--music, the weather, or how you’re liking Korea so far. And you just kinda click. Even though there are a lot of silent pauses, it’s not awkward at all, it’s mostly reflective. And he just timidly goes up to you every single day, trying to bond with you. And you keep talking to the boys, but now you’re more intrigued by Yoongi because he’s just not that talkative with people outside of bighit tbh. And you start noticing more glances directed your way, but you just smile, I mean, it must be just Yoongi being awkward around people right?????? (HOLY FUCKING SHIT NO HE AINT, THAT BOY SMITTEN!!!)

He would probably, after having established quite a strong friendship with you, have you come to his personal studio once in a while when he’s feeling lonely and wants someone (only you at this moment tbh) over. And you just kind of start spending all you’re time with him and you guys joke around and he gets super jealous when someone hits on you or tries to ask you out and though he’ll play it off as not being affected at all, when you’re alone at his studio he won’t talk to you that much, or answer your questions or comments with a “mhm” and call it a day.

You know how ppl say that Yoongi would write songs about his s/o and show it to them. He’d do that, but not quite. Like, what I mean is that I think he’d write a bunch of lowkey romantic songs about you before you guys start dating and while you’re dating. But he’d never really show them to you ever. Like he’d kinda get rid of most of the ones he wrote before y’all dated because he just thought you’d never date him because he always thought that you were too good for him. He’d get mad that he even allowed himself to fantasize about you in that way, to torture himself with such a simple pleasure. But once you guys started dating, he’d be writing those songs like all the time--the lyrics would just pour out of him.

I tbh don’t know how he’d ask you to date him. Like, he’s such a creative person, and quite the spontaneous and unreadable guy so I’ve never really though about that sorry...

First time with him could go two ways: either it’s vanilla sex (normal, non-kinky, passionate sex) or just plain filth. But he’s so versatile I think it would be a mix of the two. Like, he’d start so vanilla with you because it your first time together like this and he doesn’t want to hurt you, but he’s so passionate, and when he loves something (or someone) so much, he just lets himself go and lose control and love with everything he’s got. So it would start very lovely and soft and slow, but probs halfway, once he’s inside you (he’s such a dom) he’d love the sensation so much that he’d just whisper profanities (he’s not very vocal, mind you) into the air and probably lower himself down to your ear so you can hear the filth that you’re causing his mouth to spit out as he goes in and out of you slowly until he lOSES HIMSELF IN THE SENSATION AND STARTS RAMMING YOU HARD, SO HARD THAT YOU HAVE TO PUSH AGAINST THE HEADBOARD WITH YOUR PALMS SO YOUR HEAD WON’T BUMP AGAINST IT AND HURT YOU AND HE’LL PROBS CUMS INSIDE YOU (HE SEEMS LIKE HE LIKES THAT SHIT) AND THEN JUST KEEPS THRUSTING THROUGH YOUR AND HIS ORGASM AND HOLY FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK WOW

So yeah, that’s Yoongi as ya boyfriend (briefly)

I hope y’all like these profiles.

I do want to clarify something because some of y’all are new followers altogether and don’t come from my instagram so you don’t know my writing style that well. These profiles are more free writing profiles than anything. Maybe later I’ll do ones like with bullet points and covering more date stuff and couple things altogether because these are very scattered like these are things I’ve thought of before so I just wanted to free write them. Like, my writing doesn’t tend to be this scattered lol. So I hope you enjoyed them, whether you’re a new follower or if you’ve been following my insta for a while.

Thank you for reading! (And if you read all the way through, I really appreciate it!) I’ll see what I’ll post next because I’ve been very dry of ideas and I want to start posting some (probably smut) stories :)

Again, thank you for everything, and have a great day :)

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