Brave Face

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/42702270.

Rating: Mature
Archive Warning: Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Relationship: Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Min Yoongi | Suga
Character: Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Min Yoongi | Suga
Additional Tags: Mpreg, Alpha/Omega, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Protective Jung Hoseok | J-
Hope, Omega Min Yoongi | Suga, Alpha Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, slight
violence towards yoongi
Language: English
Collections: Battle of the Bands 2022
Stats: Published: 2022-10-29 Words: 1025

Brave Face
by la_reve

Notes

Prompt:

Omega yoongi is waiting backstage for his mate (or they’re still courting), where security
mistakes him for a groupie and tries to escort him out. Hoseok is ready to let hell break
loose once he hears of it

DW: protective hoseok, sope in love, happy ending

DNW: MCD, 1st person, cheating between sope

Optional: producer yoongi would be lovely

Optional: mpreg

Yoongi’s feet feel swollen. He looks down, moving his head to look past his swelling belly to see
that yes, they are in fact swollen. He grunts and pushes off the railing he was leaning against and
heads towards the backstage.

He hears the fast raps being spewed out as he carefully, but urgently, makes his way towards
where his omega wants him to go. He’s uncomfortable, all the smells of other alpha’s finally have
him reaching his breaking point where he can feel the pinpricks of tears tickling the corner of his
eyes.

He lets out a quiet mewl once he’s reached the backstage area, careful to conceal his belly from the
group of alpha’s closer to this area.
The music has stopped and Yoongi hisses at the onslaught of claps and cheers behind him as he
nervously looks to get into the backstage area as quickly as possible.

He sees it, like a clearing in the meadow, and he heads towards it as quickly as his heavy feet can
take him.

He’s almost there when he feels a strong hand yank him back and he nearly screams at the sudden
motion.

“Where the hell are you going?” Yoongi lets a tear fall due to the tight hold and the pheromones
the alpha is releasing. It’s not the pheromones his omega craves and he tries to wiggle his arm free
but can’t, his own scent turning pungently sour.

“I need to get backstage.”

"Groupies," the alpha sneers, “aren’t allowed back there.” He grunts in disgust when he looks
down at Yoongi’s belly and Yoongi can’t help but feel absolutely disgusted at his own body,
despite himself.

“I’m not a "groupie", I’m-” Yoongi is cut off by the alpha who yanks him further away from the
door, causing the group of alpha’s to turn when Yoongi lets out a yelp at the notion.

“Let me go!” He tries to pull his arm back but is instantly put into submission when the alpha turns
and growls at him. Yoongi is embarrassed.

Embarrassed by how vulnerable he is while pregnant. Embarrassed that a crowd has now gathered
around them. Embarrassed that he partially submitted to another alpha.

“What the fuckdo you think you’re doing with my omega?” The voice booms and Yoongi chances
a glance to look up and find Hoseok, his alpha, sweaty from just getting off stage and eyes red as
he glares daggers into the security guard.

He sputters, looking back at Yoongi and then to Hoseok. He drops his arm and moves quickly
away, his hands up in surrender as his alpha approaches Yoongi who’s quietly sniffling.

“You,” Hoseok growls, pointing at the alpha who has hung his head, “are never going to work in
this field again. Not even a fast food chain will accept your pathetic excuse of an alpha. If you
could ever call yourself that.”

Yoongi lets out a whimper at that. Normally alphas are attracted to pregnant omegas or typically
leave them alone but the way this one reacted towards Yoongi? He shudders and rubs his hand
over the arm that's sore from the other alpha’s hold. Hoseok turns to look at him and Yoongi
watches as his nostrils flare in anger before he turns back to the other alpha.

“Don’t,” Yoongi whispers, his arm worming it’s way around Hoseok’s waist and tugging him
closer to him and shielding his belly.

Hoseok instantly relents, scoffing and spitting at the floor in front of the alpha before nodding his
own security over to take the poor excuse of the alpha out.

There’s cheers and catcalls around them but Yoongi doesn’t care. Not when Hoseok tucks him
tight around his arms and takes them to the backstage dressing rooms.

He growls at the few people meandering in his room and they instantly leave, assessing the
situation as Hoseok turns and removes his leather jacket. He’s wearing just a wife beater with large
arm holes. He’s covered in a sheen of sweat and Yoongi instantly feels his heightened fight or
flight senses calm down as his alpha releases his calming pheromones and Bergamot scent.

It fills the room and Yoongi comes closer to Hoseok, letting Hoseok rest his hands on his arm, still
weary to have an alpha touch his belly especially not after what transpired. But Hoseok is kind, tilts
his head so Yoongi can tuck his nose into the crock of his neck.

He breathes him in deep and hears Hoseok sigh deeply.

“How’re my boys?” He asks after Yoongi has thoroughly scented him, leaning back to view his
kind alpha eyes.

“We’re okay, a little shaken still but, what can you do?” Hoseok frowns a bit but let’s his hands
drop, palms upwards as he asks for permission.

Yoongi feels himself blush and nod, lifting his sweater up so Hoseok can rest his warm hands on
the underside of his belly. There’s the instinct to hide and shield his unborn pup away but he
knows Hoseok wouldn’t hurt them. His mate or his pup and he sighs when Hoseok hums
contentedly once his hands are finally where they always wanted to be.

“Pup is gonna be as strong as you,” Hoseok says gently, rubbing his thumbs back and forth
alongside the under belly. Yoongi preens and makes a delighted growl that Hoseok chuckles at.

He comes closer, instantly going to captures Yoongi’s lips.

“Mine,” kiss. “mine,” kiss. “All mine,” a slow languid kiss shared between them that has Yoongi
shyly blushing when they part, instantly feeling himself get worked up because of. Hoseok’s eyes
flash with something akin to lust but he pulls back, letting his omega breath.

“You know,” Hoseok says, walking them towards the couch, “I think I realized something tonight.
Well, not necessarily ‘just realized’. More like, I’m well aware of it now.”

“And what’s that?” Yoongi says as he gets comfortable cuddled up into his alpha, his hand going
to rest in his belly and rubbing it up and down. Hoseok watches the notion, smiling and Yoongi
notices the way his hands twitch in want.

“I’m deeply in love with you, Min Yoongi.”

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