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Yoongi walks into the crowded space, taking in the mixture of arousal, smoke and sweat filling his airways. The electrifying boom of the bass thumping and reverberating in his skull. It makes his scent spike, the feeling of being lost in a sea of people.
He’s in a foreign country and he doesn’t know a single person in this place.
Excitement starts to fill his veins at the possibilities that lie ahead of him.
He can feel the scents that are filling the night club already clinging to his body. The place isn’t packed to the brim, but as he makes his way to the bar, he has to squeeze past a few couples trying to climb into each other’s mouths.
The eyes of various alphas are on his body as he makes his way through the crowd, they always love to stare at his ass.
He’s got an amazing ass and he knows it.
Tonight he’s clad in a pair of tight leather pants, to accentuate his curves. The redhead is wearing a see-through yellow and red sweater. It has so many holes in it, it should barely be classified as a sweater. Underneath he’s wearing a black tank top. Paired with black booties and some silver jewellery to tie the outfit together.
The whole outfit shows off the slant of his neck and the dip in his back—he knows he looks fucking good.
The omega slides up against the bar, right in between a beta that smells like soft cotton sheets and an alpha that smells like his favourite whiskey. The scent radiating from the alpha is so enticing that Yoongi can feel saliva pooling under his tongue.
What he wouldn’t give to have a taste of that.
“Can I please get a single Jameson, clean.”
The bartender nods as he busies himself behind the bar with Yoongi’s drink.
He decides to ignore the alpha whose scent has spiked ever since the redhead ordered his drink. The whiskey now has a hint of dark chocolate filtering through and Yoongi isn’t sure what to do with himself. His body is on the verge of betraying him, slick almost leaking into his underwear.
Yoongi looks over the rest of the space, taking in the people that are dancing to the song currently playing. He didn’t think he’d be able to find a place in London that has this vibe. Granted he’s only been here for two weeks. They’re playing a lot of international music and he’s pretty sure he can hear the start of a Latin song.
The redhead turns on his stool again just in time to see the bartender place his drink down. As he takes out his card to pay, he just sees the bartender shake his head and nod in the direction of the alpha next to him.
Yoongi brings the glass up to his lips and as he takes a small sip he turns his attention to alpha. Only to be met by a pair of alluring doe eyes watching him intently.
The omega trails his eyes down the slope of the alpha's nose until they land on the pucker of his pink lips. He can spot a few beauty marks and a small scar on his cheek.
“You really didn’t have to.”
“But I wanted to. I can always appreciate someone who likes their whiskey.” He sees the alpha wink at him accompanied by a small smirk playing on his lips.
“Mhm, I’m sure you do.” Yoongi trails his tongue over his bottom lip where he licks up a few stray drops of his drink. The redhead sees the way the alpha tracks the motion. The chocolate undertone in the whiskey intensifies—hints of cinnamon joining the mixture.
Yoongi wants to get lost in the taste of it.
“Guk.”
“You can call me Suga.”
The alpha smirks, “Suga?”
Yoongi nods.
“Shouldn’t it be more like Honey?”
“Where’s the fun in that?” A teasing lilt to the omega’s tone.
“Well, Suga. Do you wanna get out of here?”
“I just got here.”
“Okay and?” The alpha quirks a perfectly shaped brow.
Yoongi laughs. “Lead the way, Alpha.”
Yoongi doesn’t miss the way the alpha’s eyes darken at the comment. He is quick to set his glass down after throwing back its contents. He stands up and waits for the other man to finish his drink. The alpha grabs his hand and then he gets whisked away into the darkness of the night.
❀
Yoongi knows exactly who he’s about to let fuck him.
How could he not? The man is a global superstar.
He was in an idol group with Park Jimin, Kim Namjoon and Jung Hoseok. The four of them took the music industry by storm—you could say that they broke it. Then after Namjoon introduced his mate, the acclaimed actor and omega Kim Seokjin to the world and announced that they were expecting, the group decided to end their idol contracts.
That didn’t mean they split up, no.
They just made sure they still had the rights to all their songs and their name so they could still perform under it. It was genius. They were pursuing individual careers while still touring and putting out songs under their group name.
Stellar was a household name at this point. As a Starlight himself, he was living his best y/n life, but he wasn’t going to let the alpha know that. Everyone knows about fans meeting the members and ending up spending a night with them. If he thinks about it, it’s really not an uncommon occurrence. Celebrities are free to engage in this kind of behaviour.
And who was he to question the man?
He's just hoping to get a good dicking down.
It wasn’t long before he found himself pressed to expensive Egyptian cotton sheets. Back arching in pleasure as the alpha fucks him open with his tongue. Yoongi moans as he feels Jeongguk lick up his thigh, no doubt chasing the slick that is gushing from his hole.
“God, you taste even better than you smell. I could eat you out all damn day.”
“Alpha,” the redhead moans, “I need more. I need you to fuck me.”
“Of course, baby." The brunette says as he slips two of his fingers into Yoongi’s hole.
A shiver travels up his spine as he feels himself getting finger fucked. Moaning at the thought of laying bare in front of this gorgeous man, all wet and waiting for him to just do whatever the alpha would like.
“You sound so fucking pretty, Omega.” Wet kisses trail up his spine as a third finger gets added. Yoongi can feel how close he is. The scent saturating the air around him makes his head dizzy with arousal.
“I am so close, Guk—f-fuck—‘m gonna.”
The alpha bites his ass cheek, “Come for me, Omega.”
And Yoongi needs nothing more to spill onto the sheets below him. Feeling the way he clenches around the fingers that are still fucking in and out of him. His mouth falls open in a broken silent moan as the feeling of pain and pleasure start to blur together.
“Fuck me alpha. Oh fuck, I need your fucking knot.” The redhead rasps out through the delirium of his orgasm.
“You’ve got a filthy mouth on you.” The alpha says as he recaptures Yoongi’s lips.
The sound of a condom wrapper being torn sparks tingles in his fingertips. In the next second, Yoongi arches his back more and lifts his hips as the alpha enters into his heat with a torturingly slow slide.
He can’t help the vulgar moan that escapes because Jeongguk is big. He’s so fucking big that Yoongi knows he will be unable to sit tomorrow—he’s being split open on cock and it’s his favourite feeling.
Jeongguk starts moving and the pace is too slow for Yoongi’s liking. He whines as he says, “Faster alpha.”
The smack on his backside jolts him and has his toes curling. He’s so glad only one of his cheeks are visible since the other one is smushed against the sheets because they are flaming red right now.
“Ask me nicely, Omega.” The alpha growls.
And Yoongi’s cheeks may be burning from humiliation and a multitude of other things, but the thrill of begging has the flush travelling down to his navel. He wiggles his ass a little, drawing a moan from the alpha, “Please alpha. I need you to f-fuck me faster.”
The sentence trails off in small pleas.
Jeongguk seems to lose any self-control after that as he starts fucking into the omega with erratic devotion. Not missing Yoongi’s sweet spot once. The omega is reduced to a babbling, drooling mess. Fucked into the sheets like it’s the last thing the alpha has left to do on this earth—whispering obscenities into his ear.
And Yoongi loves it.
His second orgasm is fucked out of him with such enthusiasm that the omega doesn’t even know when the alpha reached his climax. The waves of his release washing over him in the moonlight that’s shining through the floor to ceiling windows. He can distantly feel the tug of a knot at his rim and the alpha’s cock pulsating inside him as it pumps out come.
He tries to calm down his ragged breathing as the alpha manoeuvres them into a spooning position while they wait for his knot to go down. More kisses being placed on his shoulders. They lie locked together like that for a while, Jeongguk still littering his neck and shoulders with wet kisses. As he feels the knot deflate the alpha starts sucking hickeys on his neck. The omega moans at the sensation and he can feel his cock harden underneath the ministrations of the other man. He rocks back on the cock that’s still inside him.
“You’re asking for trouble, baby.”
“I like playing with fire.” Yoongi licks his bitten lips, fluttering his lashes at the alpha.
And without much more said between the two, it isn’t long before Yoongi seats himself back on the alpha’s cock.
Ready and eager for round two.
❀
Yoongi is in the shower when he hears the bathroom door slowly being pushed open.
He and Jeongguk passed out after their second round of fucking, and he woke up this morning again to lazy morning sex—the best way to wake up on a Sunday. The alpha fucked him slowly as he seized his mouth in warm kisses. Neither of them gave any mind to morning breath.
Now he’s washing off the night, a little sad because the delicious scent of the alpha won’t be clinging to him anymore.
“I’m going to leave now, okay?” Yoongi hums his agreement as he turns off the water. Grabbing a towel to wrap around him as he steps out of the shower.
“Feel free to stay the rest of the day, the suite is still booked till tomorrow morning.”
“Oh? And you’re leaving it to me?” The omega asks with a slightly disbelieving tone.
Jeongguk quirks an eyebrow. “Yeah, why not?”
The alpha moves closer to Yoongi putting his hands on the omega’s waist.
“No reason, just surprised. Well, I’m not saying no to having the opportunity to lay around in that tub.” The redhead nods in the direction of the jacuzzi bathtub that’s sitting on a raised platform in front of floor-to-ceiling windows framing a stunning view.
Jeongguk laughs. “Mhm, wish I could join you.”
The alpha bends down to capture Yoongi’s lips again, tasting of mint. “Feel free to go wild with room service as well, everything on me.”
Yoongi feels a hand squeeze the back of his thigh just as a kiss is placed just below his ear.
“Fuck, you’ve got to be the best one night stand I’ve ever had.” Yoongi moans out at the feeling of hands gripping both his ass cheeks. Lips are latched to his throat again.
“Mhm, anything for this ass.” The words are murmured into his neck.
“Yah, you’re fucking shameless!” The redhead smacks the alpha against his bicep.
“Okay, I’m really gonna go now before I really fuck you in that tub. It was nice meeting you, Suga.”
The alpha detaches himself from Yoongi’s frame. A smile on his lips as he turns around and makes his way out of the suite.
Yoongi follows him into the main room, coming to stand next to the bed.
“Bye, Guk. Don’t be too surprised at the bill you’re gonna get, okay?”
Jeongguk just laughs as he grabs his jacket. The alpha winks at Yoongi.
And just like that, he’s gone.
Yoongi spends the rest of the day lounging around the penthouse suite in the fluffy bathrobe. He sent his clothes from the night before to be washed so that he could walk out of the luxurious hotel the next day with his head held high.
Walk of shame for who?
He decides to take the superstar up on his offer—Jeongguk wouldn't mind a tiny dent in his bank account because of his room service bill, right?
He decides that he's going to order himself some steak for dinner and just because he knows he'll never do it himself, some lobster for now. He ensures to add various desserts to the order as well.
The most important part of his order is the expensive champagne that he ordered with his lunch. He feels relatively buzzed by 2 PM.
The rest of the afternoon—and well into the evening—is spent dancing around the room and splashing around in the ridiculous bathtub like it's his personal hobby.
He thinks that he falls asleep at a reasonable hour. He isn't too sure, since he was well on the other side of tipsy when the sun slipped below the horizon.
The next day he leaves the hotel and heads to a restaurant close to his apartment to grab some breakfast before heading home to at least change out of the terrible sweater.
The days blur together after that as the redhead becomes more engrossed in his work. The artist he is working with keeps him quite preoccupied. He hasn't gotten a single moment to think about doe eyes and brunette hair, until a few weeks later when he finds himself in a club again.
Tingles race up his spine as he remembers the way the alpha lifted him up while Yoongi was riding him, only for his back to hit cold glass.
The ghostly features of what once was getting ripped from his thoughts when he locks eyes with a beautiful omega girl across the room.
❀❀❀
Yoongi is dragging his suitcase behind him as he walks through the airport. Eyes scanning the people around him while searching for a familiar mop of dark hair.
“Hyung! Over here!”
Yoongi rolls his eyes good-naturedly as he sees Taehyung jumping up and down, waving in his direction with that boxy smile plastered on his face. The younger omega always easily excitable.
“Yah, relax! I was only gone for two months.”
“Yeah, that’s two months too long Yoongi-hyung.”
Taehyung picks him up as he squeezes the life out of Yoongi. Yoongi laughs at his little brother, a warm feeling spreading through his chest.
“You just missed me because there was no one else to make you food.” Yoongi comments after Taehyung sets him down.
“Of course hyung, you know me so well.” The younger winks in his direction.
“Fucking brat.” Yoongi grumbles.
The pair make their way out of the airport.
Taehyung gets into the driver's seat and immediately starts asking a million questions about Yoongi's time in London.
The redhead tries to paint a picture of what he experienced as best as he can for his brother. Taehyung then takes it upon himself to fill Yoongi in on what he missed while he was working in London.
And sooner rather than later Yoongi finds himself plopping down on his couch. Only to rush to the bathroom and let out all the food he ate on the aeroplane.
“Hyung, are you okay?” Concern lacing the younger's voice.
“Mhm? Yeah. I must’ve eaten something bad onboard. I’ve been feeling nauseous the whole way back.”
“You should’ve told me, Yoongi-hyung. Let me get you some meds or something.”
Yoongi nods, “Water, please.”
Nausea and constant lethargy have Yoongi in a tizzy for the next two weeks before Taehyung drags him to the hospital.
After he wakes up to throw up, the omega would forget about it by the time he makes it out of his apartment to go to work.
And by the time he makes it back to his apartment having spent the whole day holed up in his studio, he simply passes out.
Only to be reminded that something is wrong the next morning as he has his head down the toilet again.
“Good morning Mr Min, I am doctor Lee. Let’s see if we can figure out what’s going on with you.” The beta extends her hand in Yoongi’s direction.
Yoongi explains to her what he has been experiencing and that it only started when he got back to Korea. The doctor asks him some more questions and they end up having to run a few tests. A nurse comes by to draw some blood as well.
She tells him it's just a precaution but Yoongi almost wants to laugh when she gives him a cup to pee in because there is no way he’s pregnant.
The only alpha he slept with was Jeongguk and they used condoms—well, he’s pretty sure they used condoms every time.
“I was quite sure that this was the cause when you told me your symptoms, and these tests just confirmed it. You’re pregnant, Mr Min.”
Yoongi inhales sharply, he lets out a nervous laugh as he tilts his head to the side. “Excuse me? Could you just repeat that? I don’t think I heard you correctly.”
The doctor looks into his eyes this time, “You’re pregnant. I’m pretty sure it’s a few weeks already.”
Yoongi lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Fuck. He’s pregnant and the child’s father is a fucking mega superstar that he has no way of even fucking contacting, oh my—
“You don’t need to stress, there are a lot of options available to you.”
Yoongi gets knocked from his spiral when he hears what the doctor says. Only now realising that his scent has significantly soured. “No. No, doctor. That's not— I want to keep the baby." He chuckles self-deprecatingly and looks down at his fingers.
He clears his throat before looking up at the doctor again. "I kinda just figured out who the Alpha father is.”
“Oh, no judgement though. There are a lot of parents who are eager to adopt.”
“I’m sure.” Yoongi gives the doctor a small smile.
“Would you like to have an ultrasound done? We’ll be able to determine exactly how far along you are and you’ll get to see your baby.”
The redhead nods again and can't help the genuine smile spreading across his lips.
“Please.”
Yoongi is pretty sure he's having an out of body experience.
He’s not going to lie and say that he’s even remotely ready for this kind of responsibility. But lying here and seeing that tiny spec of white on the monitor has his heart doing incomplete summersaults in his chest—it might look like a grain of rice right now, but that's his grain of rice.
Taehyung is gonna freak out once he finds out that he’s going to be an uncle.
“You’re about six weeks along, Mr Min.” The beta sends a smile in Yoongi's direction.
Yoongi doesn’t answer, just stares at the screen, mouth hanging open a little, completely mesmerized with the little miracle.
“I need you to come in for regular check-ups and we also need to schedule another ultrasound to find out what the sex will be.”
“Sounds good to me doctor.” Yoongi tears his gaze away from the monitor to smile at the doctor.
“Will the Alpha parent be present in the next scheduled visits? I am asking because I would appreciate it if we could get a full medical history on his side of the family.”
Yoongi just shakes his head, he can feel the way his scent glad throbs as he tries to find the best way to explain the situation. It's a disaster mix of sour watered down honey right now.
“Well, you see, doctor. I doubt I’ll be able to get you that information. I don't have any contact with the Alpha father.”
Doctor Lee smiles, her fresh citrusy scent washing over him in waves. “Don’t worry Mr Min, it's not a problem. Like I said before, no judgements here.”
Yoongi smiles again.
Yoongi makes his way back to the waiting room where Taehyung has been sitting the whole time. Giving his brother a reassuring smile as they make eye contact.
“So, unfortunately, I’m not dying. It seems like you won’t be able to get my car.”
“Damn, and here I was hoping that I’ll finally be able to live a life of luxury. Especially when I have to make all those trips to Daegu and Busan.” Taehyung nudges Yoongi with his shoulder as they walk out of the building.
They pause before getting into the car, Taehyung looking at Yoongi with a furrow between his brows.
“So, what’s up? Are you good?”
“I,” Yoongi clears his throat, looking at his brother over the roof of his car, “I’m pregnant.” He mumbles the words as he climbs into the driver’s seat.
Taehyung throws open the passenger side door and looking at him while still standing outside. “I’m sorry, what?”
“I said I’m pregnant.”
Taehyung blinks at him. Once. Twice.
His signature boxy smile overtaking his features in a split second. “I’m going to be an uncle?”
The younger omega screams as he climbs over the passenger seat to shake Yoongi by the shoulders.
“Yah! Stop shaking me.”
“Oh, sorry hyung.” The brunette looks somewhat sheepish. He moves around until he is seated properly, closing the door and pulling on his seatbelt. He asks in a much gentler tone, “So I’m going to be an uncle?”
“Yes TaeTae, you’re going to be an uncle.” Yoongi smiles as he watches his brother do a little dance in his seat.
The younger stops abruptly as he turns his head to look at Yoongi, brows furrowing, “B-But who’s the Alpha parent?”
Yoongi inhales sharply, “He was a one night stand in London.”
The look on the younger’s face morphs from confusion to understanding. “Oh, so you’re gonna have a blonde baby with green eyes or something like that?” Wide eyes blinking innocently at Yoongi.
Yoongi throws his head as he laughs, “Not what I was expecting you were gonna ask, but okay. No, he was actually Korean.”
“So that’s a no to the blonde hair?”
“You’re fucking insufferable, do you know that?”
“But that’s why you love me hyung.” Taehyung smiles mischievously as Yoongi starts the car and starts to drive back to his apartment.
As they pull into his underground parking, Taehyung pipes up again, “I still wanna know about the green eyes, hyung?”
Yoongi just gets out of the car and slams the door a little harder than he probably should.
Taehyung cackles loudly.
❀❀❀
It's about three months into the pregnancy that Yoongi finds out the world tour of Stellar finished up. They had their last show in South America.
After that time passes in a blur of deadlines and trying to get his life ready for a baby.
When he gets to breathe again, he’s about five months along and attended his scheduled ultrasound that revealed the gender of the little nugget—it's a boy!
Taehyung included himself in the trip to the doctor, not wanting to miss out on a single second when it comes to his nephew. The younger practically vibrated on the spot when doctor Lee revealed the news.
Yoongi felt torn between names that he would like to give the baby. Especially now that he knows he's having a boy.
There was one that grabbed his attention when he came across it in a book one day, and after doing some research he found that it was mostly given to girls. That was not going to stop him though. It is a beautiful Japanese name. The omega felt a deep connection to the name since his father was Japanese and it would be a beautiful way to honour the man Yoongi didn't get the chance to call his father for very long.
He passed away when Yoongi was still quite young—and it caused his mother to remarry.
He ended up taking his mother's surname, more so because his grandparents weren't fond of his father than anything else.
So he decided to pay some respect to that part of his heritage, and the old man. Growing up, he never needed anything, since his father made sure to look after Yoongi and his mother even after he was gone.
The other part of his son's name is inspired by his Alpha father. He still hasn't found a way to get in touch with Jeongguk since he has no idea where the alpha is.
Yoongi has always felt drawn to the ocean, and with Jeongguk being from Busan, with those beautiful oceans, he knew once he heard the name that it would be perfect.
As he's laying in bed one night after a particularly long day, and he feels his body sink into the soft mattress, he whispers the name out loud for the first time as he's talking to the bump.
He lets out a startled laugh as he feels a fluttering sensation in his tummy—sure that the little nugget agrees with him.
Kai Ren,
From Japanese, 海 (kai) meaning "sea, ocean" combined with, 蓮 (ren) meaning "lotus".
The rest of the pregnancy goes by as smoothly as possible. With backaches and indigestion following him everywhere he goes. Not to mention the godawful cravings that only seem to creep up on him in the middle of the night.
Who the hell craves mangos dipped in hot sauce—specifically sriracha sauce.
Taehyung would often mumble something about mood swings under his breath when he thinks Yoongi isn't paying attention. But the omega doesn't know what he's talking about.
Then after hearing a conversation in the breakroom at work about his intern tiptoeing around him, Yoongi can't help but grimace a little.
He can't be that bad, right?
The labour itself seems to take a day and a half. Yoongi can't remember half of it since he was unconscious for most of it.
Waking up to his little brother singing soft lullabies to the newborn lead to Yoongi watching them with a fond smile on his face. The younger seemed to be absolutely smitten with his nephew.
“So what’s his name, hyung?” The brunette asks smiling as he sways with the baby in his arms.
“Kai, Kai Ren.”
“Hi there, baby Ren. You’re barely a few hours old and I can already tell you that you’re the most loved person on this planet.”
Yoongi feels a gummy smile pull at his lips as he watches the way his brother talks to his son.
❀❀❀
Ren is about three months old when the two omegas find themselves sitting on the carpet in front of Yoongi’s TV with Taehyung channel surfing and Ren definitely not enjoying tummy time.
Taehyung stops on a broadcast where they’re showing the arrival of some celebrities at the airport.
“Mhm, looks like they’re finally back in Korea.”
“Who?” Yoongi asks as he pushes his honey blonde hair out of his eyes.
“Stellar.”
Yoongi’s eyes fall on the TV screen. He watches as Jimin and Hoseok wave to their fans who went to the airport to go and greet them. Jeongguk is walking alongside Namjoon, hood up and mask hiding most of his face.
“Mhm.” The older omega drops his gaze back to where his son is squirming on his tummy.
“Yeah, I heard that they were in America this whole time. After their concert ended they went to Bora Bora for vacation and then headed over to Los Angelos for the remainder of the time.” Taehyung comments absentmindedly.
Yoongi tries not to feel any resentment towards Jeongguk, there’s no way the alpha could have known. It wasn’t like the two of them exchanged any contact information. And by the time Yoongi found out, their night was a distant memory.
“Hopefully they’re all well rested now that they’ve completed their tour. I wonder what’s next for them.” Yoongi rubs Ren's back to try and calm him down a little.
“Mhm, well from what I’ve heard, Jimin is planning on returning to the modelling industry. Nobody has been able to shut up about it since he is signed to my agency. And Seokjin and Namjoon are expected to welcome their second child in about four, maybe five months?”
Yoongi laughs, the words tumbling from his lips before he could stop it. “Ah, so another baby was made on their tour.” His eyes widen momentarily when he realises what he just said.
Taehyung looks at him, confusion marring his features, “What do you mean another baby?”
Yoongi sighs, there's really no point in hiding it anymore.
“I—Look Tae, I didn’t really know how to tell you this, mainly because it feels like a fucking fever dream to me as well, but,” the omega looks down as Ren grunts in annoyance, deciding to pick him up and see if scenting will calm him, “Jeongguk is the guy. He’s, uhm, Kai’s Alpha father.”
Taehyung blinks at him. Once. Twice.
The younger omega tilts his head to the side, seemingly looking to see if Yoongi is messing with him or not. When he finds no evidence, he simply puts his hand on the back of Ren’s back, rubbing soothing circles, “I can’t say that I saw that coming. I’m kinda still sad about the blonde hair.”
Yoongi falls on his back, holding Ren up in the air as he laughs, “Your uncle has a serious screw missing, baby.”
Taehyung dissolves in giggles as well and so does Ren.
“On a serious note though, are you going to tell him?”
Yoongi sits up again and adjusts Ren in his lap. Holding one of his plushies in front of him as he entertains himself by hitting the little yellow bunny. “I honestly don’t know. It’s not like I don’t want to? I mean the man deserves to know that he has a son, but how?”
Taehyung nods in understanding.
Yoongi continues, “I mean, if I was more well known in the industry I would have tried my luck by now. But Agust D is basically still seen as an underground rapper and I just got promoted to a full member of the Korea Music Copyright Association. My name is only now circulating in the right circles.”
“I can understand that, hyung. I’m pretty sure as celebrities they must get this kind of news thrown at them a lot from fans that want some sort of fame from them or whatever.”
“Exactly and I don’t want to be seen as some crazy omega who wants to exploit Jeongguk for his money. Plus, I really don’t want to expose my child to that kind of life if I don’t have to, you know? You saw how invasive Stellar’s fans, as well as Seokjin-ssi’s own fans, have been when it came to the mated pair's child?”
“Yeah, that picture of them as they’re leaving the hospital was in very bad taste. But the man still deserves to know about his child, hyung.”
“I am aware. I’ll try and see what I can do.”
“If I ever reach that kind of popularity and I’m able to meet with them, I’ll also try.” Taehyung reaches out and smoothes a hand over Ren's head.
Yoongi smiles as he ruffles his brother’s hair, “Of course you’re going to get there TaeTae. Have you seen yourself?”
The younger omega just blushes at the comment.
❀❀❀
A year later sees the father and son duo taking a morning stroll in a park near their apartment.
Nobody but the people he works with knows what he looks like, so taking a walk in the park with his adorable one-year-old on his hip is always a breeze.
Ever since his talk with his brother he has tried to increase his own popularity by working on projects that will cause his name to gain traction. The closest he was able to get to any of the members of Stellar was working with the cousin of one of their managers. When he wanted to ask if there was a way to get to Jeongguk, he found out that they were actually very distant cousins and the guy only uses the fact that he knows Stellar as a gimmick to gain more popularity.
Yoongi thinks he had never been more annoyed in his life than at that moment.
The omega spends the morning playing with the little pup around the playground, pushing him on the swings and climbing onto the equipment so he can take the pup down the slide a few times.
Yoongi feels his lungs burn and thanks the stars when Ren tells him that he's hungry.
As they’re walking back through the park Yoongi’s phone rings. He answers and listens as his boss tell him that they just signed a major deal with some artist, Yoongi is expected at the office on Monday morning bright and early.
His attention gets stolen by the giggling pup on his hip as he ends the call.
“What are you laughing at bub?” Yoongi smiles as he sees how happy the baby looks. Ren turns to look at him for a short moment before turning his attention back over Yoongi's shoulder.
Yoongi turns to look at what is distracting his pup, only to see Park Jimin pulling silly faces.
At first, it doesn’t register that this is Jeongguk’s friend and that he can potentially ask the man for his number. Yoongi just eyes the man curiously as he continues to make Ren giggle adorably.
After a few moments, Yoongi makes eye contact with what looks like Seokjin holding his 7-month-old daughter and a moment later his five-year-old son runs right into Jimin’s legs.
He just smiles at the omegas and turns his attention back in front of him.
By the time he makes it home and is preparing Ren’s smushed veggies, he mentally slaps himself because that could’ve been his only fucking chance!
Telling Taehyung about it later that night over facetime results in the younger scolding him. The younger threatens to cancel his first appearance in Paris fashion week just to fly back to Korea so he can hit Yoongi against the head. The call ends in a whisper-shout match because Ren is asleep next to Yoongi.
Yoongi sighs as he lays in bed that night. And as the clock keeps ticking he wonders if he'll ever be able to introduce the pup to his other father before Jeongguk misses out too much of his life.
The blonde knows he would feel quite devastated if he had a child out there and missed their first steps, or their first words, or even their first day of school.
He doesn't know Jeongguk personally, so he has no idea if things like that would be important to him. He hopes though, that if they are, he gets to tell the alpha sooner rather than later.
Monday morning Yoongi groans as he wakes up and finds Ren's feet in his face.
“If you weren’t so cute, I would’ve really put you in your crib. You should consider yourself lucky that I love snuggling you so much.” The blonde grumbles as he drops a kiss on the pup’s head.
Yoongi only gets to brush his teeth before he sees a bunch of black curls sit up in the middle of his bed. Ren looks around, trying to find him and Yoongi can spot from where he's standing at the door leading to the bathroom the way the little face is scrunching up, no doubt ready to cry.
“Dada is right here, sweetheart.” He coos still brushing his teeth.
The little brown eyes follow the sound of his voice and as soon as the pup spots him Yoongi just sees an adorable little smile break out on his face. Giggling he makes his way to the end of the bed.
“Da!”
Yoongi picks him up and places him on his hip, walking back into the bathroom to finish his morning routine. He plops the pup on the counter and sees how Ren immediately reaches out for his skincare products.
“Good morning angel, did you sleep well?”
The pup waves the tube of lotion around frantically as he starts to babble. Yoongi takes a wild guess that he's probably trying to explain his dream.
“And then what?” Yoongi asks, very invested in this dream.
Ren continues to babble and Yoongi fake gasps when the pup’s eyes widen comically as he tells Yoongi all about what the omega can only assume is a horse.
After that, they make their way to the kitchen and he starts making breakfast while Ren plays with some toys on the floor. While the blonde waits for his food to cool down, he lets Ren nurse. The pup became a little fussy after they left the bathroom and Yoongi assumes it's because he's hungry.
The omega slowly starts eating with one hand and tries his best to checks his emails and the news.
When breakfast is done, he gets the pup the ready for the day he’s going to spend at their office daycare.
Their company is quite progressive having set up an office daycare two years back. At first, they were heavily criticized, but anyone who is now able to bring their pups to work, having a mate or not, have increased their productivity and the company seems satisfied with their decision.
“Come on, Ren-ah. Can you please sit still for me?” Yoongi wrestles the pup into his clothes as best he can.
The little terror doesn’t really like wearing clothes unless it’s really fluffy onesies.
“I just need to put this sock on, baby.”
Ren squirms and swiftly tries to crawl away. Yoongi has to pull him back by his ankle and he lets out a giggle when he tries to crawl away again.
“Do we really have to do this every morning, Kai Ren?”
At the end of the day, Yoongi gets his socks, shoes and hoodie on. All without any major injuries.
Small victories.
"Let's get this day started, shall we?"