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Warning: This chapter contains depiction of mature content.

"Um, Jimin. I am sorry to do this on short notice but could y-you look after Dahlia for some time?" Jungkook asked over the phone.

"Yeah, don't worry about her," Jimin replied happily but he also quickly gaped at the wristwatch to see that it was 7:30 PM, and the boy was not back from the office yet.

"Are you okay, Jungkook?" He could not help himself and ask. He hadn't slept the entire night yesterday as he laid wide awake on the bed, thinking about Jungkook, how his mother was not supportive and how his father was now in jail and divorced.

"Yeah, it's just... I had to go out on dinner. Please could you pass me a message whenever Dahlia sleeps?" He asked.

"Sure, Jungkook," Jimin replied while squinting his eyes. "Come safely and call the driver whenever you are free."

After making the girl eat and sleep, Jimin laid down on the couch of his living room, trying to take a short nap, but the sleepless cycle continued.

Jimin had a concert scheduled in two days and he couldn't lose sleep for two consecutive nights and be lethargic later. He kept looking at the watch anxiously as the minutes turned to hours and it was already 12:00 AM when he got up to take a pill for sleep.

The sleep still didn't find him. "Why didn't you just contact me, Jungkook? It was so difficult for you and you bore it all alone." The man let out in a raspy and lazy groan. Everything brought him back to that one night.

There was a camera in his hotel room set up by the staff and he didn't mind it as he was way too drunk to care. He was watching TV when he heard a soft knock on the door.

Cussing out in exhaustion, he walked up to open it and found the beautiful omega he had seen earlier that night, twice.

The omega wafted his pheromones in the air, seducing Jimin silently as they kept eyes locked for a few seconds. "I-"

As the omega began to speak, Jimin stopped him by pulling him inside the room and shutting the door, completely enamored with him.

He pressed the hefty younger against the door who did not look like a teenager at all. If only Jimin knew that the boy could be a minor, albeit drunk, he would have stopped.

The omega was taken aback as Jimin leaned into his face so suddenly. His hands began traveling down to his torso, feeling his firm and lean muscles.

"Do you want this?"

"Y-yeah" The omega breathed as Jimin stood between his parted legs and their rock-hard members touched. The alpha could feel the omega's excitement concealed beneath the veneer of shyness.

The younger had blonde hair and Jimin had grey. The older flipped up a few strands of the younger's hair and his hand moved to grab the back of his head, to pull him forward while still trapping him.

He kissed the hungry, pink lips which he has been dying to bite ever since the younger walked in, which was barely a minute ago.

Gently seeking the approval with his tongue, the omega opened his mouth a little and Jimin invaded him. The blonde could taste the alcohol he had never tasted before and felt intoxicated.

His hands began clinging on to the alpha as they kissed, seemingly pushing and pulling each other towards themselves at the same time. It was paradoxical and hot as hell.

"Fuck me, please?" The boy moaned sultrily into Jimin's ears as his hands fondled the alpha's abs through the white, silk blouse that the grey-haired male was wearing.