What Do You Dudes Prefer?

what do you dudes prefer?

“ARMY, annyeong!”

I hope all is well!! (: do you plan on finishing tpi soon or are you taking a break? I’m really excited to see the rest but I understand if you need some time💜 take care!

well anon!

today your wish has been granted.

so sorry to everybody that i’ve neglected all of my fics the past couple of months, but it’s been a hell of a ride (more info to come).

anyways, I just published the newest chapter (sorry it’s a little on the short side!)

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The Pack Initiative - 15

TPI Masterlist

Word count: 1.1k

"No, not there!" A cacophony of omega shouts sounds from various areas of the basement, all pointed towards the same thing.

Jungkook, with the sherpa blanket, in the basement. The youngest alpha wanted to help the three of us build the nest and he was trying his best, truly, but it simply wasn't good enough. His alpha instincts would be amazing at building a den of his own but it simply didn't match up or groove with our collective omega vision. He pauses in his movements, eyes wide open like a deer caught in the headlights as his mouth gapes open like a fish.

"Huh?" He dumbly splutters, ringing the blanket around his hands. His feet are glued to the floor, body rigid while he waits for any kind of answer.

"Not there, Jungkook-ah. Thicker blankets are the ones that surround the nest, not the base of it." Jin is the one to speak, stepping towards the younger boy and taking the blanket from his hands to show him what he meant. All my alpha does is follow him, a naive interest in his eyes while Jin folds the blanket to lay against the wall before tucking the bottom part under one of the duvets making up the base. Jin looks up at him, a silent 'understand?' in his eyes, which Jungkook quickly nods in reply, grabbing another and replicating exactly what Jin did, down to every last movement.

Jimin walks over, pretending to assess every little fold that Jungkook made, contemplative hums filling the room as he strokes an imaginary beard in thought. "Nice work, JK. Your folding skills could do with some serious work but at least you're a good listener."

"Good job, alpha." I saddle up beside him, cuddling into his side with a soft kiss on his cheek.

"Yeah, good job." Jin stands up, hugging his other side with a hum. We all look at Jimin with pouty bottom lips and puppy dog eyes, begging him to join our cute cuddle pile with our adorableness. He obliges with a sarcastic roll of his eyes, embracing Jungkook's front while we trap him in with our arms.

"This would be much more comfortable if we finished the nest and cuddled there." Kook mutters, squeezing us all a little tighter when we groan.

"But it's warm here." I cry, shoving my face into his shoulder and nearly causing him to lose balance.

"I say we stay like this forever! JK will hold us up." Jimin cries back, wrapping his arms further around Jungkook's neck until his feet are practically floating off the floor.

"Especially with those arms of his. His bicep is bigger than my head." I coo, watching as his face begins to cycle through the shades of red before landing on crimson and staying that way.

"Stop it..." He chuckles nervously, turning and hiding his face at the top of my head.

"Not to mention those thighs. Were you crafted by Adonis himself?" Jin winks over-exaggeratedly, all of us omegas witch-cackling and snorting as Jungkook somehow manages to turn even redder. His face and neck resembles the colour of a lobster and our laughing doesn't seem to be helping the matter, especially with his loud guffaws.

"Hey, is everything okay in here?" Namjoon appears on the stairs, pausing halfway down them once he sees us using Jungkook as a climbing wall. "You know what? This is NOT my problem."

"Join us! We were just talking about Jungkook's hot bod and how Adonis had a hand in crafting him." Jimin coos, fluttering his eyelashes and summoning Namjoon down the stairs with a well-timed pout and an air kiss. The two alphas share a look before Namjoon clicks his tongue; jokingly rolling his eyes before wrapping his arms around Jimin's waist and yanking him off!

Jimin's cries of surprise fill the room, our eyes meeting as he lands on the pile of blankets waiting to be woven into the nest! Jin's laughter continues, developing into coughs as his giggles catch in his throat. My own laughter gets louder before trailing off to check on him, resuming when a loud laugh falls it in between coughs. He's the next victim to Namjoon, gently being lifted by the waist and slung next to Jimin, who's eyes have completely disappeared in the kerfuffle.

I cling tighter to Jungkook, keeping my eyes on Namjoon's slowly approaching frame. His muscular arms are outstretched towards me; an evil glint in his eye!

"You won't let him kidnap me, right Alpha?" I try mimicking Jimin's fluttering and pouty puppy-dog eyes from earlier but I can tell it falls flat when his arms are no longer wrapped around me, another pair taking it's place. "No! Save me!"

I jokingly fight in his arms, managing to spin around and face him: our noses touch as my eyes stare into his before dropping into glares, shoving him gently.

"Now, now. No need to fight, baby." The apex whispers. I go still in his arms, pretending to give up just long enough for him to loosen his grip on my waist slightly. I smile cutely up at him before pushing myself forward, cackling when he begins to fall backwards! The world seemingly goes into slow-motion as we fall, the horror in Namjoon's eyes the complete opposite to the glee in mine.

We finally land, Namjoon taking the brunt of the fall with a loud wince while I stay safe and snug in his arms. I look up, eyes slowly unfocusing when I realise how close our faces are to one another. Our noses lightly rub against one another, top lips grazing. Everything and everyone disappears from around us, the noise replaced with pure silence (and what sounds like a classic romantic movie soundtrack faintly in the background) while my e/c eyes stare deep into his beautiful brown ones.

Whoever said that eyes are the windows int0 the soul was one-hundred percent right, I feel like I could tell his whole life-story accurately just by staring into his pretty irises for hours on end. I feel myself tilt my head further into his unconsciously, our lips brushing again with a semblance of a kiss. His arms get tighter around my waist: if he got any closer and I would end up phasing through his ribcage and snuggling in next to his ribs. Our lips gently graze once more before I shove my head forward by a millimetre, successfully trapping his lips in mine.

Fireworks fly as cheesy montages fill the sky, a cheesy love ballad encompassing my brain as all thoughts and feelings trickle out of my ear, forming a puddle around us. It feels like The Kiss, the one that songs were wrote about, the ones that little girls dream of when they imagine their wedding days, the one kiss to rule them all and the one kiss to guide them. He makes me feel how Jungkook makes me feel. Loved. Known.

“I've prepared this (Seven) with thoughts that wishes for everyone, together to enjoy this summer.” (trans. cr. verritaee)

You deserve all the support for your fic honestly! The storyline is unbeatable 💜💜

this is so sweet! thank you so much <33