30 ⋆ Beta

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Jimin's POV

"Jimin, come on. Wake up, honey." Jungkook said softly, shaking me gently as I reached out and touched the soft fabric of our bed.

"No." I groaned, rolling over angrily.

"Oh, come on," Jungkook whined, trying once more.

"No!" I huffed back, turning over and facing away from him, covering my head with a pillow.

He sighed and stood there for a while before walking over to the side of the bed I had turned to. "Jimin, you're going to make us late." He groaned, staring at me.

"Don't wanna," I told him, my stubbornness showing through as I cracked an eye at him and stuck my tongue out.

"Ugh, humans. Fine. If I let you stay here, you have to promise not to leave the house and answer through the mind link whenever I ask if you're okay."

I nodded and waved my hand in the air, "Yes, now go away." I groaned tiredly.

Jungkook shook his head but turned away and closed the door softly.

I counted to 60 before basically springing out of bed and rushing to the window. Yanking back the curtains, I watched below as Jungkook's figure walked outside in the direction of the meetings facility. As soon as he was out of sight, I ran to the closet and pulled on some clothes then hurried down the stairs and smiled, ready to completely decorate.

That's right. I was setting up an at home date night for us. It's been a while as our first and only date was the one in the tiger flowers field. But this time I'm the one surprising him.

It took me a while, but I eventually found the two giant boxes I had hidden in the basement. "Okay, Jimin. Let's get to work." I said with a smile.

I pulled out what felt like candle after candle after candle, at least one hundred red wax sticks in the giant box, fat and tall. I had managed to find a place for each and everyone, scattering them anywhere from leading up the stairs to laying on the bedroom floor to resting in the bathroom.

Groaning to myself, I watched as they bled red wax onto the wood and carpet, but chose to ignore it. The clean up was going to be such a pain.

I smiled and clapped my hands together as I looked at the illuminated rooms around me in joy.

Jimin? Are you okay? Jungkook's voice rang through my head suddenly.

Perfect! I replied happily as I began to rummage through another box to see if any extra candles were lying within.

It's probably going to be another ten minutes, he said.

My smile dropped instantly. "Ten minutes?" I whispered to myself. Okay, see you then, I replied with fake excitement.

"Shit!" I panicked due to the unexpected short time, abandoning the idea of searching for new candles as I threw the empty box down the basement stairs and turned to the remaining box, chock-full of rose petals.

I grabbed handfuls of the soft floral objects, sprinkling a few at the door way, a trail up the stairs alongside the candles, somehow shaping a heart on the bed with them, and showering the bathroom floor with them.

On my way, Jungkook said.

"Shit shit shit!" I screamed, running back downstairs with the somewhat empty box, rose petals flying out behind me everywhere as I reached behind me, the box over my head, then flung it as hard as I could down the basement stairs.

I cringed at the sound of everything spilling at the bottom, but muttered to myself, "I can fix it later."

I ran back up the stairs, panting way harder than I should have because of the constant up and down, and skidded into the bathroom.

I turned on the bath water, hoping it would fill up in time as I stripped off my clothes and shoved them in the closet, making a rather messy pile in the corner that I knew I'd have to confront later.

"Wine!" I remembered, running back down the stairs completely naked to grab the two glasses and giant bottle. Somehow, I made it up the stairs without breaking anything.

Carefully, I poured two glasses full and set them down on the nightstand next to some candles and rose petals. Thankfully, the bath had filled within a matter of three minutes, allowing me to climb in and turn off the water as soon as I heard the front door open.

I grabbed a handful of rose petals to the side and threw it in the water as, "Uh, Jimin?" sounded from downstairs. I bit the tip of my thumb as I heard his feet climbing the stairs.

"Jimin?" Jungkook asked again, a hint of humor in his voice.

I saw his figure pass in front of the bathroom door frame, making me calm myself and wait anxiously for him to come into the bathroom, trying to make myself not look completely disheveled.

Finally, he walked into the bathroom holding the two glasses, leaning against the door frame to stare at me. "This is why you didn't want to go to that meeting, isn't it?" He asked with a sly smile.

I bit my lip and nodded quickly as I reached out, beckoning him forward. He pushed off of the frame and handed me a glass, setting his down on the counter as he began to strip down.

"Magic Mike 2.0" I teased, making him laugh and shake his head.

"Candles, bubbles, wine... what's the big news? Uh, oh. We aren't pregnant, are we?" Jungkook teased as he slowly eased himself into the bath after grabbing his glass.

I laughed and bit my lip. "Surprise," I said weakly, going along with the joke. His smile dropped instantly.

"Wait, you're kidding right?" He asked seriously.

"Jungkook," I scolded, "I'm a man. No. I'm not pregnant you idiot." I gave him a humorous frown as he shook his head and took a large drink from the glass.

"Well, how did it go?" I asked, lifting my soapy foot and placing it on his shoulder.

He raised an eyebrow at the action but sighed, "Oh, good. I think I found a Beta, still looking for the Omega though."

I smiled and raised my glass to my lips. "Really? What's his name?" I asked happily as I took a drink.

Jungkook grinned. "You know, he looked kinda familiar, that's really why he intrigued me so much, but his name is Taehyung."

I choked on my drink instantly, coughing it up into the tub water. Jungkook stared at me with wide eyes, backing up a little as the red liquor entered the tub with us.

"Taehyung. Taehyung as in my best friend and roommate who I left behind, Taehyung?" I questioned with wide eyes.

Jungkook's eyes widened even more. "Oh, shit." He mumbled. I stared at him.

"Taehyung is a werewolf?" I asked breathlessly, astonished.

"That's why I thought he looked familiar..." Jungkook whispered to himself, looking down.

I leaned back against the tub and lifted the glass to my lips, tilting it all the way back and downing the entire glass of wine in one go. Jungkook watched before he slowly handed me his glass and I proceeded to do the same thing to his.

"Is he here?" I asked nervously, shakily setting his glass down next to mine.

"Yeah, I mean... he's getting settled in right now," Jungkook said, looking over his shoulder to gesture at the direction.

"Oh my god..." I mumbled, running a hand down my face.

"And I actually invited him for dinner, so..."

"Jungkook!" I exclaimed, gaping at him.

He held up his hands quickly in mock surrender. "How was I supposed to know?" He asked.

I shook my head and sighed. "You could have mind linked me! 'Oh, hey babe, there's this guy named Taehyung here who looks really familiar. Know him?' This is going to be a lot of explaining." I mumbled.

Leaning forward, I sighed and rested my forehead on his chest as he reached out and wrapped a hand around my neck, the other on my lower back.

"I love you," I said softly, trying to relax at the situation.

"I know." He said, running the tips of his fingers up and down my back as he knew that calmed me down.

"Any word from the scouts I sent out?" I asked, pulling away and looking at him.

Jungkook shook his head, "His mate was found dead, along with their child."

I closed my eyes and took in a sharp breath.

"How old?" I asked softly.

"Six."

I opened my eyes and pursed my lips, nodding slowly. "How could anyone do that?" I asked sadly, thinking of how cruel it is.

Jungkook shook his head, "I don't know."

I sat there in silence for a while before he gently pulled away and got out of the tub. Jungkook extended a hand, helping me up with a smile.

We grabbed robes and tugged them on, moving to the bed to cuddle and watch some movies as we dried up. It had been a while since we had this much alone time with one another, and I was more than happy to lay on his chest and kiss his neck from time to time.

"Hey, Jimin?" Jungkook asked as I napped on his chest.

"Hmm?" I hummed, adjusting slowly.

"What was the name of that kid you were friends with?" He asked.

"Seungjae," I said with a smile, a little sad at the fact that I hadn't seen him around lately.

"Okay," Jungkook said softly.

"Why?" I asked, sighing happily as I rubbed my face into his chest even more.

"The six year old the scouts found today... that was his name."

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