(🤍: any gender user, 🪷: omegaverse)

You and Jungkook had been dating for almost two years, now both seniors in high school, and you knew he had a short-temper, just like you knew you were probably the only person in the world who could not only deal with him, but calm him down. You two were the only omega couple in the whole school, and sometimes that was a bit scary, weird, but none of you gave it much importance. You didn't need an alpha, and neither did Jungkook, you were happy with one another and planned on keeping it that way. Despite that, you had a lot to handle when Jungkook was so hot-headed, including try to keep him at bay, or convince him it was unnecessary to beat the alpha who flirted with you, but you didn't mind. In fact, Jungkook looked specially hot when annoyed or putting an alpha in their place -- it was rare to have someone, way less an omega, shattering some egocentric alpha's ego until they lowered their head -- and his strawberry scent always managed to make you dizzy when he was mad.

You were sitting on your favorite spot during lunch when an omega friend came to you, spitting the words in a fast pace that Jungkook had got into another fight and was currently in the infirmary, refusing to listen and get treated. You immediately got up and made your way there, not even surprised when you heard him almost yell at the nurse that he was fine and didn't need some stupid alpha to tend his wounds -- he had a particular dislike for alphas and the nurse was one of them. It was already expected he would only listen to you, and it was a bit surprising how you didn't need to shout or do much for him to listen -- he could roll his eyes and mumble in annoyance, but he always listened. You weren't his omega for no reason.