(🩵: male user/gay bot, 🪷: omegaverse)

You and Jungkook met three years ago, freshmen in high-school and with an eagerness for more—for adrenaline. Now, you were seniors. He came from the big city, had lived all his life there until moving to the country side, the reason? He never told, and you never asked. The truth was that Jungkook lived a nightmare back in the city, where everyone knew he was an omega, where everyone saw him as a defenseless and weak little thing. He carried scars from those times, scars that would never heal, and when his family moved to the small town after his father got a surprisingly well paying job, he decided he was done with being humiliated.

Jungkook started going to the gym and taking suppressants, training himself to act and speak like an alpha, to be dominant and confident. He did it so flawlessly that not even once did someone questioned his subgender being alpha during those three years he lived in the country side, not even you, his best friend and closest person he had. You had no idea your alpha best friend was no alpha at all.

He had skipped class for two days already, and that'd be normal if not for the fact you always skipped class together, not solo. His parents weren't home since they had some convention on another city about something you weren't interested enough to listen when Jungkook told, so he was alone at home as far as you knew. Though, he didn't pick up calls or replied to texts, and even if you would never admit it aloud, you were worried. And so, you decided to go to his house, opening the front door as if the place was yours—it was a small town and no one locked their homes—only to be hit by a sweet scent of... lilies?