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“Darling, I need you to breathe slowly,” Seokjin watched as Jimin’s eyes bled yellow from his wolf trying to break out. Cupping the younger’s cheeks, Seokjin caressed the apple of Jimin’s flushed skin. “slowly Min-ah, there we go.”
Most times, it was easier to bring Jimin back down to earth from a scent high, but when all the omegas and alphas decided to go into mating season at once—the beta was overwhelmed with all the scents of his mates. Seokjin wasn’t immunized from the pounding of scents around him, but growing up in a big family like his, he wasn’t a stranger of smelling the brunt of heats and ruts at the same time.
It was well known that betas could get drunk off the scents of their mates easily, but Seokjin didn’t think it would hit their youngest beta this hard.
“Hyung” There was a whine from behind him. The prominent smell of mint could have been either omega, but the onslaught of peaches told him the youngest of the group was standing in the entrance of the living room.
There was a low growl from Jimin, something closer to a whimper as Jungkook’s scent started to seep into the living room. Seokjin could feel the younger beta trembling slightly.
“Bunny,” the eldest looked back at the omega, “thought I asked if you could stay in your room for a moment. Hyung needed to help Jiminie.”
“I kept smelling Minnie hyung, I wanted to come see him” Jungkook pouted. It’s been about two days since the youngest saw said man, given that Jimin hasn’t been home when Jungkook came in because of having to stay at the studio longer. Given that his heat is closer, Jungkook doesn’t like when he can’t see his mates like he wants too. “Minnie, missed you.”
Seokjin caught Jimin before he face planted into Seokjin’s chest, “Easy there Min, I need you to come back before I let you go with Jungkook.” Stopping the omega from stepping to the room with a look, Seokjin softly spoke to the youngest, “Koo, Jimin’s kind of drunk off everyone’s scents and I need you all to stay away for the moment, okay?”
“But,” fingers twisting the shirt Seokjin’s pretty sure is Namjoon’s, Jungkook’s pout intensified—which didn’t help with the nonverbal mess of a man Seokjin was trying to deal with. “I missed him, hyungie.”
“And you’ll see him in a bit dove,” Seokjin’s never been so glad to see Yoongi in his life. “Jimin isn’t feeling to well right now. Our scents are making him not himself; don’t you want Minnie to enjoy everything with us?”
The older omega knew that Jungkook wouldn’t want Jimin to feel bad and given that the beta was still putty in Seokjin’s arms, then he knew they had to get Jungkook out of there quickly. The youngest looked like he wanted to protest, ideally, he knew Jimin wasn’t himself but with his mind getting cloudy with heat, his omega wanted his beta more than he wanted to go back in his nest with the elder.
Heat radiated off Jimin’s body as the younger kept catching the scent of preheat. Seokjin needed to get Jimin back in a headspace where he could verbally express what he needed.
“Omega,” Seokjin stopped himself from smiling at the way Jungkook’s back straighten. “your pretty scent sent your beta into a scent high, usually that’s not a problem but Minnie is getting overwhelmed, okay? He’ll be okay, but I need to get him down a little so he can help with your heat, bunny.”
“Don’t you want your beta to help with your heat?” Yoongi added, smiling when Jungkook nodded his head. “Let your pack beta help Jimin and then he’ll be able to get in your nest with you.”
Jungkook looked at the eldest and then at Jimin, who was barely moving. “Beta get better?”
“Yeah, he’ll be better baby,” Seokjin replied, “just have to give his nose a break and then he’ll be all yours.”
It took a little more coaxing Jungkook out the room, but Seokjin knew the eldest omega had their youngest, giving him a chance to help Jimin. Usually, the omegas sync up with their cycles, but it seemed that after living together in the last two years, everyone’s bodies finally decided to sync with each other. The alphas are held up in Taehyung’s room, holding the youngest alpha from running into the living room.
Seokjin could smell heady scent of rut, faint but making its way through the house. It won’t be long before the force of everything hits.
“Hyungie,” Seokjin looked down at the soft whine, Jimin was softly pawing at the eldest chest. “Koo.”
Seokjin snorted, “Jungkook is alright, he just misses you a little right now.” Jimin’s hands held Seokjin’s sweater, eyes barely even open. “are you starting to feel a little better?”
Jimin made a small noise of confirmation, nuzzling into Seokjin’s hands. Warmth spread through him as he looked at the younger, even if a scent high like this could make Jimin really sick if not taken care of—Seokjin had to admit, he was so fucking cute right now.
It took another fifteen minutes for Jimin to stop trembling in his hold, another five to get him to fully open his eyes. The eldest beta watch for signs of Jimin’s wolf making an appearance but after the yellow hue around his iris began to fade, Seokjin figured they were out of the woods for now.
“h’ung,” Jimin sniffed, Seokjin noticed his nose was a little red. “my head hurts.”
Humming in sympathy, Seokjin laid Jimin down on the couch, letting the younger keep his grip on his sweater. “tends to happen after coming down from a high, lovely. Your mates seemed to have put you under. And very quickly at that.”
Making a mental note, Seokjin needs to check and make sure Taehyung isn’t beating himself up for pushing Jimin under. All the scents in the house were the main cause, but Taehyung snuggling up under Jimin after coming home from work and his scent patches worn off exposed Jimin to strong scent of pre-rut alpha. Namjoon barely made it in time to catch Jimin before he slid out of Taehyung’s grasp.
“Smells so good,” the tiny beta whine, “love ‘em”
“They love you too Minnie.”
Seokjin decided it was best to let everyone know Jimin was alright, while the younger gathered himself. Knowing Taehyung was close to breaking down the door, he made sure to even send a cute picture of the beta while he came back to himself.
Family
Seokjin: [image]
Seokjin: baby is doing fine; he’s coming back slowly but he’ll be fine in about an hour or so.
Namjoon: he’s so cute :(
Yoongi: I don’t think I’ve ever seen Jimin go under so fast.
Seokjin: all of your heats and ruts have never synced before; he’s never been exposed to this many at once. His nose is a little red, but i think that’s the only injury that’ll come from this.
Hoseok: [image]
Hoseok: glad minnie is doing better, his soulmate is on the verge of clawing the mattress in half.
Yoongi: why is Taehyung under the bed?
Namjoon: he kept clawing the bed because he couldn’t get to min-ah.
Namjoon: so, i told him to use the floor, i can’t pay for another mattress hyung.
Seokjin: why are you like this?
Jungkook: can beta nest?
Yoongi: koo
Jungkook: beta, miss him.
Jungkook: want minnie hyung :(
Seokjin: soon darling! Minnie misses you too. He’s almost better, promise I’ll let him see you first.
Jungkook: i love him!
Hoseok: we know bunny lmao
Roughly an hour later Namjoon was walking into the living room where Jimin was bundled on the couch. He heard Seokjin in the kitchen but directed his attention to the small mass taking up the couch. Leaning over the back, Namjoon could make out he flush on Jimin’s cheeks. The younger was scrolling on his phone and sniffling softly.
“Don’t even think about it,” both jumped at the sound of the eldest. “I just got him under control.”
Jimin giggled as Namjoon huffed, “Hyung, I was just checking on him.”
“He’s fine alpha,” the beta sounded amused watching the alpha try to inch closer towards the younger. “you’re worse than Jungkook.”
Namjoon looked down at Jimin, who was staring at him with love in his eyes. “Don’t listen to your hyung, baby. He doesn’t want alpha to smell how pretty you are.”
“Namjoon!”
Jimin giggle as his alpha pressed kisses against his cheek. “Namjoonie hyung!”
Seokjin watched the two until Namjoon finally let the beta rest, Jimin’s skin was a flush red, but he didn’t seem as bad as when he had his fainting spell earlier. Seokjin could see that the head alpha really did need to check on his mate. It’s not every day that one of them feel so bad that they pass out.
“Are you really feeling better baby?” Namjoon scratches the nape of Jimin’s neck, smiling when the beta purred in return. “Your cheeks aren’t as flushed anymore.”
“I’m fine alpha, Seokjin hyung has been taking care of me.” Jimin basked in the attention, letting the pack alpha do his own diagnosis on him. Namjoon is usually levelheaded, but Jimin know something like this would have him on edge. “How is Tae-Tae?”
Namjoon thought back to the alpha who was now napping with Hoseok, it took them a while to get him to calm down but after letting him get through his tantrum, the poor thing wore himself out and was resting with his nose buried in Hoseok’s neck. Explaining that to Jimin, Namjoon also added that when they all are together, he’s pretty sure Taehyung and Jungkook would be fighting for his attention.
Seokjin left the soup in the kitchen and found Namjoon sitting with Jimin’s head in his lap. Seeing that the alpha had a reign on his scent he didn’t banish the other back into the bedroom. Grabbing some ointment on his way to the couch, Jimin smiled as Seokjin took a small amount and rubbed his nose softly. The irritation was going down, but Seokjin didn’t want any chaffing coming about.
After making sure the younger was in good hands, Seokjin made it back into the kitchen to finish prepping everything for the next few days. It’ll be hard for him to get away from those grabby hands long enough heat up the food, God forbid if he’s gone to make a full course meal. Once he had everything packed and sorted in the fridge, he made is way in the living room to see Taehyung inching his way into the room.
Seokjin snorted when the younger startled at the first contact of Hoseok coming behind him. The eldest alpha pulled the younger back and watched as Taehyung pouted up at his hyung.
“We’ve talked about this lovely,” Hoseok stared at the youngest alpha. “Joonie has everything under control.”
Taehyung eyes sparkled with unshed tears and then he caught waft of the beta, head snapping towards the eldest. Seokjin felt that pull in him watching Taehyung beg him to be near Jimin, but the beta was still recovering.
“Darling.” Seokjin started, “ah, Taehyung-ah.” Watching the first tear drop cause Seokjin to make his way over to the pair, sweeping them up in a collective hug. “I know it’s hard baby, but Minnie just need a little more time, okay? I would never want to stop you from being with any of your mates unless I thought it was for both of your safety.”
Taehyung whined pushing his face into Seokjin’s neck, nose brushing against his scent gland. “I didn’t mean to make Minnie sick.”
“Baby, we’ve talked about this.” Hoseok rubbed at the alpha’s back, kissing Taehyung’s cheek. “It wasn’t you that made Minnie sick. He’s not used to all the scents at once like that. His body’s not used to all of us going to ruts and heats at once.”
“But I made him—”
“Nope,” Seokjin stopped him in his tracks, taking Taehyung’s face in his hands the eldest met him eye to eye. “Minnie’s body was already getting overwhelmed, got it? Your pretty scent didn’t cause him to faint, that’s just his body’s way to alert him that he needed to take a breather. None of this was anyone’s fault, just an accident.”
Sweet white wine flooded Seokjin’s nose as the baby alpha calmed down, there was still a hint of sourness there but not as potent. Hoseok grinned at his beta when Seokjin looked up, pleased to have help calming the younger man down. Walking Taehyung back to the room, Seokjin made a stop by the nesting room and saw Yoongi laying down while scrolling on his phone. The youngest member of their pack laying half on top of him, and his face buried in the omega’s neck.
Grinning when he saw his hyung, Yoongi rolled his eyes fondly when Jungkook twitched in his sleep. “He’s been sleep for an hour now.”
“I’m just glad someone is able to get some rest, Namjoon is with Minnie now, but we just got Taehyung back in the bedroom with Seokie.” Seokjin informed his mate. “Think it’ll hit soon?”
“Yeah,” Yoongi nodded, “I think Koo is about a few hours out, maybe 3 and I’m not too far.”
“Taehyung’s scent is fluctuating too frequently, so I’ll say he’s not too far either.” Seokjin agreed, that gives him enough time to check on Jimin again and finish one more load of laundry before every is set off. “Call me if you need to, baby.”
Once he got his confirmation, Seokjin walked back to see Namjoon nodding off with Jimin still playing on his phone. The beta eyes tracked his movements as Seokjin made his way over and leaned over to sniff at Namjoon’s neck. Scent beginning to peak, strong and woodsy. It won’t be too long before the alpha’s rut hits.
Seokjin opened his mouth to speak when something wet touched his neck. “Joonie.”
Jimin giggled as the pack alpha’s hands found hold onto Seokjin’s shirt, trying to pull the eldest closer. “You knew better than that hyung.”
Seokjin rolled his eyes while trying to separate himself from his mate, but a grumble was all he was met with. “I’m trying to check how far he was, not get marked like an object. Namjoon, baby let hyung go for a second.”
The alpha let Seokjin only get a hair away, his hands still tangled in the other’s shirt. From this angle the beta was able to see that Namjoon was further than everyone else and he can bet a certain baby beta was the cause of it. Jimin’s little incident clearly put Namjoon on edge and now that he knew his mate was alright, his alpha was clearly at ease enough to push forward to check himself. Red tinted Namjoon’s eyes and Seokjin knew this would only speed up everyone else’s process.
“Alpha, I have to finish something,” Seokjin whispered. “Can I please go really quick? Minnie is right here. He’s not going nowhere, and I’ll be right back.”
Namjoon glared at him, clearly not liking that idea. Jimin giggled some more, pressing himself closer to the two and curling his tiny hands around Namjoon’s wrist, caressing the gland there so softly. Namjoon blinked hard, like he was trying to not let Seokjin out of his sight.
“Hyungie,” the youngest beta pushed against his alpha and smiled when Namjoon glanced at him. “Seokjin hyung will be right back, he has to grab something for me. Wants to make sure I’m okay.”
Seokjin silently thank every God above that Jimin knew his strengths and used them wisely. Because Namjoon was now looking at the younger man with some much intensity that Seokjin was a little nervous that the younger was going to get devoured. While Namjoon’s attention was now on something else Seokjin ran to finish all the little things he needed to get done. Because if Namjoon’s rut was nearly here, yeah, the others probably was closer than he thought.
A little under two hours, Seokjin was cleaning the kitchen when he heard a soft growl behind him. Making sure to brace himself, he felt when the body collided with his—heady scent of seawater strong and ripe. Hoseok wasn’t saying much but Seokjin knew his time was up and it was now time for a heated rest of the week.
Hoseok huffed when Seokjin didn’t turn around, deciding that he needed his hyung facing him for easier access to his neck. Seokjin squawked when he was placed on the counter—his ass getting wet since he just washed off the surface. Hoseok bullied his way between the beta’s legs and hummed when he was able to drown in Seokjin’s green apple scent.
“Baby love, you can’t just pick up hyung when you want to. We’ve talked about this.” Seokjin placed his arms around Hoseok’s shoulder. “Last time you bruised my thigh.”
“Bruise more than that if you let me,” Hoseok grumbled, nipping at Seokjin’s mating mark. “I really want to fuck you until I drown in your scent.”
Choking on his spit, Seokjin looked to the side when his cheeks tinted red. “Seok-ah, we are in the kitchen.”
“Perfect place for a meal.”
When he felt hands pulling at his sweats Seokjin whined loudly, signally not only Hoseok but the other two alphas in the house, which he’s positive he can hear Namjoon hit the table in the living room trying to get to the kitchen. Hoseok stepped back, watching his mate with rut clouded eyes.
“Take me to the room, baby, please.” Seokjin cocked his head to the side, watching Hoseok pupils dilate. “Just don’t want to be in the kitchen, but when we get to the nest, I’m all yours.”
Hoseok was back in his space within seconds, crowding Seokjin and quickly gathering him in his arms. Seokjin could have most certainly walk, but he would hate for the alpha to tackle him the minute his back is towards him.
When they walked past the living room, Namjoon and Jimin’s scents were strong, but neither were present. Seokjin tried his best not to squirm in Hoseok’s grip, but the alpha was holding him so tight, and his scent was like a raging sea. Letting his mate carry him towards the room where the rest of their pack was, Seokjin basked in the heavy scent of his mates as Hoseok dropped him onto the bed.
“Didn’t take you long to grab hyung,” Yoongi’s voice sounded amused and when Seokjin looked to his right, he saw the omega was watching them with a smile on his face and a huge alpha on his back. Namjoon was staring Seoking dead in his eyes, but had his hands wrapped snuggly around Yoongi’s tiny waist. “He kept saying you were missing and didn’t listen when I tried to say you were cleaning up.”
“Hyung doesn’t need to clean up, just needs to lay there and look pretty.” Hoseok huffed, reaching over Seokjin to grab a pillow and prop the eldest up so that he wasn’t lying flat on the bed. “Prettiest beta.”
“Ah, but what about our baby beta?” Seokjin teased; Hoseok rolled his eyes like Seokjin was the one not making sense.
“Clearly he’s gorgeous, tiny little thing.”
Seokjin giggled as Hoseok started reaching for his shirt, pulling it over his head and got to work on his pants. “Where are my babies, anyway?”
The lack of the youngest three didn’t really cause him to panic but he was pretty curious on what could have had the three of them missing out the pack room. Their scents were still present, peach and ginger still dominant in this bed’s sheets. But the faint scent of honey, proved that Jimin wasn’t on the bed for too long.
“Bathroom, Jungkook’s tummy is cramping a lot, so Jimin asked if he wanted a bath. Taehyung doesn’t want either of them out his sight, so they all are in the tub.” Yoongi supplied while letting Namjoon manhandle him onto his side. Seokjin watched the pack alpha throw a leg over Yoongi’s hip and pull the smaller man closer, burying his nose into Yoongi’s scent gland.
Most times it wasn’t easy for the alphas and omegas to get conversation with Seokjin like this, but Yoongi’s never was too bad unless it was stress heat. Namjoon’s nonverbal attitude wasn’t something foreign, the pack alpha mainly just wants to know that everyone is safe, and he knows where they are.
But the eldest alpha that seems determined to turn Seokjin into a chew toy always like to express his desire for his mates, whether that’s in or out of rut. Hoseok was making great work of turning Seokjin’s thighs into a mauled mess, not that he had any complaints, but he’s pretty sure that they’ll be sore for the next week if Hoseok keeps this up.
“Can I fuck you?” Hoseok looked up after kissing the last bruise. Namjoon and Yoongi snorted at the brass question while Seokjin sputtered at the heated look that was directed at him.
“Make it worth my while?”
Seokjin doesn’t know what number orgasm he’s on when Hoseok’s knot finally takes, his stomach keeps clenching, and his thighs are trembling like hell. There’s a sore feeling in his throat from all his whining and possibly from the way Hoseok was holding his throat while whispering sweet nothings in his ear.
During their cycles, the alphas can sometimes get lost in the pleasure of things. Most thing on their mind is pack and breeding. Hoseok kept saying how much he thought Seokjin would look pretty with cum dripping out his hole, fucking the eldest slow and promising to keep him full. The beta begged through one of those orgasms asking Hoseok to never stop, which present Seokjin is now regretting. He could literally feel how sore his hole is.
Somewhere around the third or fourth orgasm, Namjoon knotted Yoongi and the pair was resting to the side. Namjoon was still awake, watching over Yoongi while the omega slept. Knowing that his instincts are still high with the younger ones still in the bathroom, Seokjin knew he wasn’t going to sleep until they were all in the same room. But at this moment all Seokjin really could pay attention to was the fact that he was sore and thoroughly fucked.
Hoseok looked down at him, sweat still around his hair line, but still pretty as the day Seokjin met him. “Holding up okay, beta-nim?”
There was no sound out his mouth but a quiet whine, Seokjin throat was too raw to say anything. He could still feel Hoseok’s knot resting inside of him and barely could even time the minutes until it was going to go down. His arms were heavy at his side and his toes were numb, Seokjin still can’t make sense of how many times he came. He’s pretty sure at one point he came dry.
“I believe hyung needs some water, from the way his eyes can’t focus, I say you put him through it Hobi hyung,” Seokjin eyes traveled to the straw that was presented to him that when he traced with his eyes, led him to see Jimin standing next to the bed. “Drink some water please hyung.”
If he was in his right mind, Seokjin would feel bad that Jimin had to basically put the straw in his mouth, because his head would not cooperate for nothing. The cool water help soothe the heat of his throat, making it not hurt so bad when he swallowed.
Seokjin tried to take in the state of the youngest beta, noticing that Jimin’s cheeks where flushed pink but he seem okay. There wasn’t a hue of yellow in his eyes and there wasn’t any tremors, so Seokjin closed his eyes for a second.
“I’m okay hyungie, everyone is okay, just rest for a minute.” Jimin cooed, Seokjin felt him run his fingers through Seokjin’s hair. “I got us, until you wake up.”
Time wasn’t important to Seokjin right now; he couldn’t make sense of it anyway. When he opened his eyes, it was still light outside, an orange hue but not too late in the evening. He noticed that the blanket was over him and he wasn’t covered in cum anymore. His skin was wiped down and he wasn’t leaking.
He could hear soft mummer around him, turning his head to the left of him, he saw Yoongi laying on top of Taehyung, who was sound asleep with his hand buried under the shirt Yoongi was sporting. The omega cheeks were a soft pink, but he seemed to be doing well. Behind the pair, Seokjin noticed that there was another body, which after hearing the soft snores, he figured it was Namjoon. Seeing that the three of them content, Seokjin turned to see the other members of his pack on the other side of the bed causing misfit.
Hoseok was on his back, with a lap full of omega. Jungkook was riding his hyung, hips moving slowly while having his face buried in Hoseok’s neck. The alpha didn’t even bat an eye when Jungkook’s hand squeezed his bicep, small indents of his nails leaving a mark. Seems like the alpha was pleased with it, letting the omega do as he pleased to get off.
Jimin was sitting on the other side talking with Hoseok, like he wasn’t watching his mates have sex. The beta had a steady hand on Jungkook’s back while the omega let out soft whines, Jimin could see Jungkook’s face from that angle, smiling down at the youngest when Jungkook tried to lift his head only for it to fall back into the safe haven of Hoseok’s neck.
Seokjin was able to catch Jimin’s eye and saw the beta looking back at him. “Good afternoon, sleeping beauty.”
“Jinnie hyung,” Hoseok turned his attention slightly, head barely being able to see over Jungkook’s. “How are you feeling?”
“Like I’ve been fucked seven days ‘til Sunday,” He answered honestly, he was sore, but it wasn’t too much he couldn’t handle. “I still can’t feel my legs.”
Jimin dropped a kiss on Jungkook’s forehead before crawling over the pair and making his way over to the eldest. Seokjin watched as Jimin pulled the blanket from off his legs and rubbed his hands together before pressing his fingers into Seokjin’s thighs. It was painful at the tension, but Seokjin could feel the pressure beginning to melt from the tense muscles.
“Gonna cum, hyung,” Jungkook whined, hips moving frantically as his orgasm was creeping up on him. Seokjin could see the youngest’s thighs tensing, but Hoseok just held Jungkook close as he pleaded. The omega hummed in pleasure when the knot caught, Seokjin could smell the pleased scent of peaches and mint from Jungkook and watched as he melted into the other.
After a few minutes of Jimin massaging every bit of Seokjin’s body, the eldest sat up so his back was against the headboard and able to see over his members. Jimin rest on the side of him, between him and Hoseok’s body, letting his back rest against Seokjin’s thighs. Being that his phone was probably still in the kitchen, Seokjin cut the television on after locating the remote. Keeping the volume down, he just let something randomly play while being content around his pack.
One thing that Seokjin fails to remember is that in the eyes of his pack alpha, there’s never a good enough reason to be for too long without him knowing.
“Alpha, I need to feed our pack,” Seokjin huffed, it wasn’t long after watching television that he decided that everyone needed to eat. It’s been hours since they had breakfast and given that half of them get nauseous easily on their cycle, Seokjin knew that breakfast was the only meal that was eaten. He slipped on one of Namjoon’s shirts that stopped at his thighs and left the room to go heat up some of the soup he worked on earlier.
But it seems being a good mate doesn’t equal making sure they are all fed, because Namjoon has Seokjin cornered in the kitchen, back against the stove and his woodsy scent filling the kitchen. There’s been times where the alpha used his strength and physically moved them where he wanted them to be, and Seokjin didn’t need that right now. He needed to feed his pack.
“You weren’t where you’re supposed to be,” Namjoon glared at Seokjin, eyes trained on the eldest making sure Seokjin doesn’t move an inch. “I gave you ten minutes.”
“And how generous of you that was,” Seokjin titled his head back, offering his mating bite. He tried not to smile when Namjoon took the bait of scenting him. “Will you help me finish plating everything so that everyone can eat?”
It took a few minutes for Seokjin to be able to finish setting the table, Namjoon made sure pine was the only thing anyone would smell on Seokjin, his own green apple scent drowned out by the smell of the alpha. Namjoon was obedient though, making sure everything was set and even listen when Seokjin corrected him on which mate gets what drink.
“Yoongi gets ginger honey tea; Hoseok has peppermint tea and a glass of water. Jimin has the peach juice with a splash of lemon juice, make sure Taehyung has his chamomile tea and Jungkook has his hot water with lemon juice and honey.” Namjoon recited to himself, missing the fond smile on Seokjin’s face watching the alpha make sure that everyone was being taken care of.
Getting everyone to the table wasn’t the hardest thing, they made a single file line out the bedroom and followed Namjoon after he gathered everyone out the bed. Jungkook was hanging off the back of Jimin, mouthing at the beta’s scent gland and Taehyung was holding Yoongi’s hand. Hoseok was standing at the back of the line, watching over everyone as Namjoon led them all to the table.
Seokjin giggled as he watched Jungkook drag Jimin into his lap, securing his arms around his hyung’s waist. “Be mindful of your nose puppy, I don’t need you to get scent high.” Jungkook nodded softly before resting his head on Jimin’s back while the beta patted his hands fondly.
Yoongi argued about being fed for only two minutes before he gave in, having three alphas staring at you with puppy eyes could stop the strongest soldiers. Seokjin didn’t even bat an eye when Taehyung raised a spoon to his lips, humming enthusiastically and thanking the alpha. The pretty flush on his cheeks was enough to let Seokjin indulge him once more when Taehyung offered another bite.
After making sure everyone was fed, Seokjin started cleaning the dishes, Hoseok offered to help him and Seokjin let him take on some of the smaller dishes and utensils just because he could tell that another wave was about to hit, especially because Hoseok’s balance seemed a little off to him. It didn’t stop him from praising the alpha for helping and making sure everything was clean. Everyone was making their way back to the room when Taehyung stopped Seokjin near the entryway of the bedroom.
“Hyung,” Seokjin made a noise of acknowledgment when the alpha didn’t say anything else. There was no rush, waiting patiently while the younger got his thoughts together. “C—Can I have a moment with you and Yoongi hyung?”
“Of course, baby. Is there anything wrong?” The eldest watch Taehyung bit his lip in nervousness, failing at the idea of cool that the alpha typically tries to do. “Do you need settling?”
“Please.” Taehyung breathed.
Settling is something is different for each of them, for Jungkook and Jimin it’s impact. For Hoseok it’s kneeling. For Namjoon it can be either orgasm control or collaring, depending on if it’s Yoongi or Seokjin giving out the orders. Yoongi’s is most often than not is a task that’ll keep him busy for an hour or so. Seokjin learned that for him, when he’s too over his head, then he’ll grab one of the members and drape them over him. The weight of someone on top of him tends to always clear his mind.
Taehyung’s settling looks more like him staring at Yoongi with unfocused eyes as the omega speaks to him so softly, praising Taehyung on all the right things that he’s done in the fainting situation.
Seokjin was sitting on the bed with Taehyung between his legs, letting the alpha rest against him—head nested against his collar bone while Yoongi smiled softly at the youngest in the room.
“You knew that Minnie needed a moment, so you let Pack Alpha get him the help that he needed. I’m so proud of you for making sure that Namjoon knew that Jimin needed help.” Yoongi held Taehyung’s hand, caressing it with his thumb. “I know it was hard, but staying in your room while hyung helped getting Minnie better was good.”
“But, but I left the room,” Taehyung mumbled.
“Perhaps, but you stopped when hyungs told you to right?” Receiving a nod, Yoongi squeezed Taehyung’s hand. “That was really strong of you, puppy. You listened even though it was hard, and you wanted to check on your mate. Hyungs knew you meant well and that’s why they praised you for your being so good.”
“I was good?” His voice sounded so far away, but Seokjin just squeezed the alpha to give him an extra boost of love.
“The best boy, so good for us.” Yoongi kissed Taehyung’s cheek, pressing more repeatedly while Taehyung smiled shyly. “Listen so well to your hyungs, don’t you puppy?”
Seokjin was so proud of his mates in situations like this, taking care of each other and making sure everyone was doing well. Normally it’s only a few at a time who go through their cycles at once, but after being together for so long, they finally synced up. Which wasn’t an issues, they figured that it’ll happened eventually, but it’s still new and knowing everyone is trying their best to take care of each other while going through this just makes his heart burst with warmth.
After a few more minutes of soft praises, Taehyung didn’t let Yoongi go. Making the omega rest on him and wrapping his arms around the older man. Seokjin didn’t bat an eye at the added weight, letting both of them rest against him. Even taking this time to feel both of their scent glands, making sure another wave wasn’t coming too soon. Yoongi wasn’t too bad, but Taehyung more than likely was going to need to be back in the pack room within the next hour or sooner.
“He’s a little under right now,” Yoongi breathed, arching his neck to allow Taehyung to continue to lap at his skin. Pumping out more of that sweet mint and caramel scent, Yoongi’s body was boneless at the attention. “he’s so cute like this.”
Humming in agreement, Seokjin combed his hand through Taehyung’s hair. “I won’t deny that, pretty little thing he is.”
Taehyung whined at the attention, rubbing his head back and forth, scenting the both of them at this angle. The alpha’s scent was always on the softer side for his sub gender, but the guys always made sure that they praised him on how beautiful it was and how much they loved his scent. Seokjin was drowning in white-wine and mint, both his boys so soft and content right now.
When Taehyung’s next wave came, they started getting up to go back into the pack room. Seokjin kept his hands on Taehyung’s hips while Yoongi held his hands from the front, Taehyung’s legs were a little unbalanced, but it didn’t take long before they were back in the presence of their pack.
There wasn’t a surprised to him when Taehyung took Yoongi into the nest and bullied his hyung onto his stomach. Having his pack omega all to himself seemed to calm the youngest alpha down, scenting Yoongi while he rutted against him. Seokjin left them alone, while taking in the sight of everyone else. Hoseok and Namjoon were tag teaming Jimin, poor thing was so lost in pleasure, Seokjin’s pretty sure he couldn’t even hear the pack alpha speaking of breeding. Jimin always gives him shit for it.
“Tummy hurts baby?” Seokjin eyes traveled to the youngest who was sitting to the side with his arms wrapped around him. Jungkook was bundled in a sweater that neck was stretched so bad, that it was hanging off his shoulder.
“Make it stop beta-nim.” The youngest pouted, eyes glossy with tears. Seokjin cooed as he walked over and pulled the omega into his arms. Jungkook went easily, burying his face into Seokjin’s neck. “I want to carve my stomach out.
Jungkook’s cramps, never settle even well into his heat. Both him and Yoongi suffered from them, Yoongi’s not as bad. Taehyung gets them on the last two days leading up to his rut but again, nothing as bad as Jungkook’s. Seokjin walked them to the bathroom, leaving the door open so Namjoon can still keep his eyes on them. Seokjin could feel the alpha’s stare on his back.
Taking care of his pack was like second nature, Seokjin barely bat at even when Jungkook wouldn’t let his hand go while Seokjin started getting things ready for a bath. He was used to working one handed in most situations, given that both the omegas tend to take his hand hostage in any situation. Luckily everything he needed was close by, no true need for removing Jungkook from him. Seokjin let the water get to a decent temperature, allowing Jungkook to sink in before himself.
“Relax bunny,” Seokjin mummer, allowing his thumbs to work in the knots in Jungkook’s back. The omega listened sweetly, allowing his hyung to help ease the pain and tension that he was feeling. “Such a good boy, always listening.”
Jungkook whined softly, relaxing at the massage, and getting further into Seokjin’s space, body sinking against the other. “Hyung, I want to marry you.”
“Yah, from a massage?” Seokjin barked, laughter light and airy.
“Yes, I want you to massage my back every cycle.” Jungkook nodded, “Best masseuse in all of Korea.”
Seokjin rolled his eyes playfully while the omega continued to sing him praises, it didn’t take much for Jungkook to offer his hand when he’s feeling this good. Seokjin remembers the time he asked Hoseok to marry him because the alpha was massaging his scalp after Jungkook had just finish washing his hair.
Getting Jungkook clean was somewhat the goal as well, he knew the youngest wasn’t too keen on slick dripping down his legs, but for the most part Seokjin mainly wanted to make sure he was comfortable. Jungkook doesn’t complain much during his cycle, trying his best to hide the amount of pain and suffering he’s in. Knowing that, the pack tries to keep an eye on him, but being that most of them are driven by instinct right now, it’s easier for the youngest to get by at hiding.
Refusing to walk, Seokjin carried Jungkook back into the room. The smell of contentment was strong, Seokjin basked in the feelings of his mates and allowed it to keep him at peace. He laid Jungkook on the bed next to Yoongi, who was more than welcome to open his arms to his baby. Taehyung was still hogging the eldest omega but didn’t stop the youngest from cuddling up to the both of them.
“Why am I not surprised,” Seokjin looked at the trio who were on the other side of the bed. Jimin was laying there bundled in a blanket, completely dead to the world. The two alphas next to him quietly fucking, clearly trying not to disturb him. “Fucked my poor baby into a mess and decided that, even that wasn’t enough?”
“Hyung—shit Joonie—we didn’t want to break him,” Hoseok gasped, trying to keep his legs from falling onto the bed, but even Seokjin could see the way this legs were trembling from where he stood. “Minnie t-took us both, but alpha wouldn’t settle.”
Seokjin hummed, walking over to the two. “Alpha, are you taking care of our Seokie?” Namjoon grunted like Seokjin offended him, which okay he could understand that. “Are you going to force him to take your knot?”
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Hoseok moaned.
“Are you going to give him your pups?” Namjoon eyes glared into Seokjin’s own, likely trying to let the beta know that more than likely, yes, he is. “You just want us all swollen with you babies huh? Housewives that are constantly waddling around and fucked dumb off your knot?”
Yoongi snorted, “Hyung you’re so evil.”
“I’m gonna cum,” Hoseok whispered, “And die, I think I’m going to die.”
Namjoon hips were beating against Hoseok’s ass, making his cheeks red and sore. Seokjin felt a little bad for the alpha, but at the same time Hoseok barely batted an eye when he fucked Seokjin stupid. “Don’t go saying such things Seokie, you know alpha doesn’t like it.”
As if agreeing, Namjoon’s hand found Hoseok’s neck, pulling the smaller man against his chest. Hoseok’s cock was red, and his knot looked swollen, ready to pop at any moment, but none of that mattered because Namjoon was going to make him cum on just his knot. He kept Hoseok close, only allowing his arm as the only thing Hoseok could use to keep his grip on.
“Joonie,” Hoseok whined, tears slipped down the corner of his eyes, but Seokjin could still smell pleasure, so he didn’t interfere. “cum, I’m gonna cum.”
Hiccupping through his release, Hoseok tummy spasmed as Namjoon fucked him through the orgasm. Moans high pitched and whiny, Namjoon bit against Hoseok’s bite, ensuring that the eldest alpha’s pleasure was amplified. When Namjoon finally decided to cum, Hoseok’s legs couldn’t even hold him up anymore.
The pack alpha gently lowered them to the bed, rutting softly into the other, kissing Hoseok’s neck as he gasped through another small orgasm.
“I want to be pupped,” Seokjin stopped watching the two to look at the face of the baby alpha watching them, pout amplified. “I want Namjoonie hyung’s babies.”
“Me, too!” Jungkook piped up, moving until he had Yoongi buried under him. Yoongi didn’t even bat an eye when Jungkook put all his weight on him. “Alpha, I want to have your puppies too!”
Seokjin stared in amusement when Hoseok whined, “Please stop saying that word, he’ll knot me again and I think it might actually take if he keeps this up.”
“Oh?” Seokjin watch Jimin try to open his eyes, still tired from him earlier activities. “Alpha, are you going to be the first one pupped?”
Namjoon groaned as he thrusted into Hoseok again, poor thing’s fist twisted the bedding as Namjoon started back into a steady pace. Seokjin knew from experience that his knot hasn’t gone down yet, but that wasn’t going to stop him.
“Alpha! Me next please!”
“Joonie hyung I want to be knotted next please!”
“Please make them stop,” Hoseok whined.
Yoongi pulled the two youngest back against him, “Okay trouble duo, stop riling your hyung up. Hoseok can only take so much.”
Hoseok trooped through two more knots before Namjoon finally let him rest, Seokjin made note to get the aloe for later when the two weren’t connected anymore. Jimin helped Seokjin get everybody some water and small snacks to get through the next wave. Yoongi actually took charge of the youngest two doing their waves, letting Taehyung fuck him while Yoongi ate Jungkook out.
The youngest was so sensitive that Seokjin had to pull the eldest omega off of them after a few orgasms, Jimin helped calm Jungkook down a few kisses and snuggles.
“Stop looking at him like that, brat,” Seokjin nudged Yoongi with a teasing grin. The omega was watching his nest mate with eyes of a predator. “You had the poor thing squirting and babbling, let him rest.”
The next few days there weren’t many hiccups they had to face, Jimin and Seokjin worked as a team to make sure everyone was taken care of. If one of them felt a little overwhelmed, then the other would give them a break and vice versa. Their pack weren’t totally helpless, often times they would make sure the betas are resting as well. Their instincts pushing for them to care for the caretakers of the group.
Near the end of the week, Seokjin was pretty sure he could sleep for the next month. He loved every bit of this cycle, taking care of his mates and making sure they were happy, but his body wasn’t used to catering to so many people at one time for so long.
“Let me do it baby,” Namjoon pushed Seokjin back into bed, getting up to tend to Jungkook’s needy whines. “I got him.”
Seokjin wanted to argue but Hoseok was quick to pull him into a strong embrace. The eldest members were getting back to their normal selves, allowing Seokjin and Jimin to take longer breaks. Jungkook’s cramps were waking him from his nap and Seokjin moved on auto before the head alpha pushed him back down.
“Let us take care of it now, you’ve done so much.” Hoseok kissed behind the eldest’s ear. “Yoongi got the other two in the bath, let Joonie worry about our baby and let me just hold you.”
“My body is screaming to stay down, and my mind is yelling at me to check on everybody,” Seokjin confessed. “This whole week I’ve been letting my instincts take control, it’s a little hard to put them on the back burner.”
“Be as that may,” Hoseok put his whole weight on Seokjin, sinking the beta deeper into the nest. “it’s time to let go. We’re so proud and thankful of the work you’ve done. You and Minnie made sure everyone was cared for. Now it's our turn, hyung.”
Seokjin gasped when Hoseok bit his mating, trembling as hands slithered onto his tummy. Feeling like something snapped in his mind, Seokjin let his alphas take care of everything.
Everything was going to be okay; everyone was safe and sound.
His family wasn’t going anywhere while he floated away.