Today Is NOT Going Well So Far Lmao

today is NOT going well so far lmao

The Pack Initiative - Chapter Four

'Alpha Maintenance.'

It's like we're back in school, learning about the basics of sub-genders and a heat's impact on the body.

We're sat around the table tucked into the furthest corner, far away from the hustle and bustle of the other omegas. Seokjin sits between Jimin and I, loose paper strewn in-front of us as we stare blankly at the board at the front. It's the basics, so the paper lays untouched, pens loosely poised in our hands. Seokjin groans a little under his breath, instead spending the mandated time chatting lightly with us, only averting his attention once actual decent information pops up on the screen.

Jimin and I follow, scribbling down half-sensical notes and little tidbits the 'lecturer' adds on. Soon enough, most of the paper is filled, and the lecturer calls a break.

I push the paper a little, glancing up to see Seokjin doing the same. Jimin is finishing up on a sentence, his notes neat and un-chaotic unlike mine and Seokjin's.

"So, when did you guys present? I first presented at sixteen." Jimin states all matter-of-factly, uncaring of how inappropriate it may seem to talk about in public.

"Sixteen? I presented at eighteen. I was a late bloomer." Seokjin answers, both of their eyes flying to me and my lack of response.

"I was sixteen too." We spend the next few minutes with small talk, and I slowly start to realise that I wouldn't mind spending more time with them. They're not pretentious or pushy, and also seem a little nervous like I am.

I can't help but let my mind drift to my Alpha though. What's he up to? Is he having fun with the others? Is he thinking of me? Or has he already averted his sights to Jimin or Seokjin? Weirdly enough, I don't feel the tightness in my chest that I normally would when thinking about him with someone else. Maybe I'm just tired.

Yeah. That has to be it.

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We exit the room together, notes tucked neatly into little plastic files we had been provided with for our 'classwork.' A beta was provided to escort each pack to and from lessons/lunch, and ours seemed much more aggressive than the others. She was quite tall with hair as loud as her personality, and an attitude to match. She kept rolling her eyes every-time the boys and I began to talk, or scoffing when our pace wasn't as fast as hers. Seokjin began to mock her a little, causing tiny snorts and giggles to leave our mouths, only silencing once she turned around and fixed us with glares.

By some kind of miracle, we managed to reach the little room we were in beforehand without being scolded too heavily. The others are already inside, seated on the floor and talking lowly, heads rising in greeting once we begin to file in and settle down near them.

"Lunch will be brought to you soon. Don't leave the room at any point, for any reason." The beta basically commands, closing and locking the door. We stay in silence, watching her reflection through the frosted glass window in the door talk to someone else before both seemingly left. I shuffle a little closer to Jungkook, who manhandles me into sitting in-between his open legs. His chin sits atop my shoulder, pressing a gentle kiss to my neck as I shuffle back and relax into his chest. I glance over at the others, seeing Jimin and Seokjin be manhandled in a similar way with their alphas and laughing a little. It's like all alphas are cut from the same cloth, honestly.

"I hope it's something decent. I'm not going to survive if it's just sandwiches for the next nine or so days." Namjoon jokes, ruffling Jimin's hair with one hand and stroking his leg with the other.

"We'll be cooking for ourselves when we room together, so hopefully it'll be better after that. Plus, whatever is made in the Home Economics classes by the omegas we're allowed to eat." Hoseok pipes up, swaying gently as he dotes on his pack members with loving touches.

"Well I hope that Seokjin and Y/N are better at cooking than I am, or we'll be starving." Jimin giggles, eyes disappearing as he does.

"You're not THAT bad. You're just not that good either." Yoongi tuts in reply, laughing when Jimin lets out an offended sigh and smacks him on the chest.

We all start to laugh and joke about our own abilities, thankfully realising at least three of us are decent cooks, and learning  more about the apex alpha's ban from the kitchen or anywhere where he could be easily injured.

I could get used to this.

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Min Yoongi and his sweater paws

I'm crying

Me: I can’t think straight around you

Also me: Then…maybe its time to think gay 😏😏

the gays stay winning.

Bangtan ~ 7fates CHAKO

he said happy holidays BITCH