Talk You Down

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/45042913.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
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: Alpha Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Omega Min Yoongi | Suga, Smut, Panic
Attacks, Canon Compliant, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics
Language: English
Collections: Alpha Hoseok Fest: Round 2
Stats: Published: 2023-03-27 Words: 2191

Talk You Down

by Anonymous

Summary

When Hoseok had dreamed about sharing Yoongi heat, it didn’t feature the omega having a
panic attack. But that what happens.

At first Hoseok doesn’t notice anything is wrong. As a matter of fact, he thinks Yoongi is shaking
in ecstasy under him. He’s being fucking the omega hard just like he wanted him to. The smaller
man had begged him to go harder as he plowed into him and the alpha as always had given his
hyung what he wanted. So he had increased his pace and Yoongi had rewarded him with the most
beautiful sounds.

It had been everything Hoseok had ever wanted. He had loved the omega for so long and now he
knew what it was like giving him the fucking of his life.

A moan had sprung from Yoongi’s pouty mouth as the base of his dick had swollen and locked
them into place. Then he had cum and had filled the omega up. Yoongi had cried out and had
contracted around him as he came into the sheets.

When he comes down, he can feel Yoongi still shuddering underneath him.

“Hyung?” Hoseok asks, voice confused. He lets go of the small dick and gets up unto his elbows.
If they weren’t locked together, Hoseok would have gotten off of Yoongi, layed down next to him
instead.

Yoongi doesn’t say anything, worrying Hoseok even more. He’s shaking, trembling. Something is
really wrong.
“Yoongi hyung. What’s wrong. Did I hurt you?” Hoseok asks, voice tight with worry. He would
never forgive himself if he hurt his favorite hyung.

Still, the omega doesn’t say anything, only shakes his head. Hoseok catches a glimp of his hyung’s
round cheek. It’s wet. And the enticing scent of roses that had been sweetened with arousal for the
past half hour had turned sour.

Fuck.

“Hyung. What’s wrong?” Hoseok is finding it very hard to remain calm. But he has to be. Yoongi
is clearly upset, he needs Hoseok to have a level head.

Hoseok can hear Yoongi trying to say something but only noise comes out of his mouth. The
omega’s shoulders tense. His whole body seems to be vibrating.

“Okay. Hyung. I’m going to turn us on our sides.” Hoseok and Yoongi are going to be locked
together for another couple of minutes, this way he can make it more comfortable for the omega.

The alpha wraps his arms around the omega’s chest and rolls unto his side, taking the older with
him. Yoongi’s chest is moving very rapidly. He’s hyperventilating.

He doesn’t let go of his hyung’s chest, ducks his head down and presses his nose against the
omega’s scent gland. “Hyung. Listen to my breathing. Feel it. Follow it.” Hoseok had never had a
panic attack himself but Jungkook once had and Namjoon had helped him. Hoseok had paid
attention, back then, just in case Jungkook had another panic attack in the future and Namjoon
wasn’t there to help him. The alpha is very thankful for his own foresight right now.

Yoongi’s scent is burning Hoseok’s nose. The omega is still trembling in his arms but the alpha
can feel the older’s chest slow down a little. It is working. But not quickly enough.

So, Hoseok starts rubbing his nose against the omega’s scent gland. It always helps the smaller
rapper calm down when he’s stressed. Yoongi really loves being surrounded by his pack’s smell
when he’s on edge.

Their sweet, small pack omega. A bit grumpy at times but always there for his pack members.
That’s why the others are always their when the oldest rapper needs them. All of the alpha’s, beta’s
and fellow omegas.

Hoseok’s smell seems to help. The trembling feels like frantic, less like Yoongi is going to explode
at any time.

“Yoongi. Hyung,” Hoseok mumbles against Yoongi’s clammy skin. This is not the body of an
omega in heat. The first wave has past. Which is good. It means Yoongi and Hoseok can talk with
a clear head about why the hell the omega suddenly freaked out. “Are you doing better.”

Soarness once against spoils Yoongi’s scent but it quickly turns sweet again. “I… I’m doing
better,” he stutters in a hoarse voice.

“Good. I’m glad,” Hoseok replies in a soothing voice. “Do you want to talk about it, hyung? Or do
you just want to lay here for a little longer. Talk about it later.” They need to talk about it but it’s
up to Yoongi when of course.

Yoongi doesn’t react right away, his shoulders tense. Hoseok places a kiss on the omega’s pale
shoulder, hoping it’ll sooth his hyung. A shudder runs through the older’s body but Hoseok can
feel him relax.
“Later. I can’t. Not yet,” Yoongi tells Hoseok, voice wobbly with tears. It breaks the alpha’s heart
to hear the omega sound so upset. But his breathing is normal again and he’s no longer trembling.

Hoseok has done it. He has taken care of his omega.

No. Not his omega. Not yet. Maybe after Yoongi’s heat. If he is satisfied with his services. No.
That sounds too business like. He doesn’t work at a heat service. He has to prove he can provide
for Yoongi.

That he can take care of him when he freaks out and make sure it never happens again.

And Hoseok is going to make sure it doesn’t. He is going to make sure he’s never going to hurt his
precious hyung ever again.

His precious hyung he has been in love with for so long. Practically ever since they met. How
could he not fall in love with a man who passed on spending Christmas with his family to give him
chicken?

When he had presented as an alpha, his crush had gained a whole other dimension. Everything
became even more intense. Even more driven by instinct.

And now he’s here, with his arms around the love of his life and his deflating knot in his pussy.

“You want me to pull out?” Hoseok doesn’t want to really pull out of the omega but maybe the
older is getting uncomfortable.

Yoongi’s voice is so soft Hoseok has to strain his eyes to hear. “No. Please. Not yet.”

At the omega’s words, Hoseok’s heart swells a little. He can’t help but smile for a second. “Okay.
We’ll stay like this then.”

The scent of roses that’s coming from Yoongi turns even sweeter. Hoseok scent probably becomes
stronger too. But that’s okay. The omega already knows that him being happy makes Hoseok
happy. They are part of the same pack after all.

The seven of them had decided to become a pack three years ago. All of them knew they were
meant to spend the rest of their lives together. They had built a family of their own. So, they had
given each other pack bites one very emotional evening, after having discussed it with their label
first of course, and had told the fans the day after. Nobody had been surprised. It doesn’t happen
often that groups become a pack but they weren’t the first one to do so either.

Not long after, speculation had followed about who were going to be mated pairs. Mated pairs
often happened within packs. A lot of ARMY had put bets on Hoseok and Yoongi. They were an
alpha and an omega respectively after all and had a well known fondness of each other. There were
also people who thought he was going to end up with others within the pack or maybe even
someone outside their group but most of them had hit the nail right on the head. At least when it
came to Hoseok.

Hoseok had never dared ask what his hyung thought of the speculation on their relationship.
Sometimes he would catch the omega grumbling about people having nothing better to do then
speculate about who he wants to put pups in him. The alpha had blushed like a ripe tomato every
time. How could he not when his hyung’s words conjured up an image of a heavily pregnant
Yoongi? No, speculations wasn’t something he could talk to the omega about.

As far as Hoseok knew, Yoongi wasn’t interested in him in that way anyway. Which is why it
came as such a surprise when Yoongi had called him up yesterday and had asked him if he was
willing to help him with his heat that was going to start the next day.

If Hoseok had been any wiser, he would have told him he should maybe ask one of the other
alphas. Surely Jimin or Jungkook would be happy to help their hyung out. They were young and
could easily keep up with Yoongi during his first heat in three years.

But Hoseok had been selfish and stupid and had told Yoongi that he would help him out. How
could he not. Yoongi had chosen him for this once in a three years opportunity.

Maybe he had chosen wrong. Maybe Yoongi wouldn’t have freaked out if it had been Jimin or
Jungkook that had made him come on their knot.

“It’s not your fault.” Yoongi’s voice sounds soft and raspy. He seems to have stopped crying.
Thank the gods. “It wasn’t anything you did. It was all me.”

Of course his hyung knew what he is thinking. All seven can practically read each other’s minds.
It’s what you get from living in each other’s pockets for so many years.

“Why? Why did you freak out?” Hoseok asks, voice confused. If it wasn’t something he did, what
could have caused such a reaction?

For another beat, the omega doesn’t say anything. His shoulders tense again and he burries his face
into the mattress. But he’s breathing remains calm, much to Hoseok’s relief.

Hoseok places another kiss on Yoongi shoulder. The omega doesn’t have to be ashamed or afraid
to tell him. He can trust him.

With a shuddering breath, Yoongi turns his head. His eyes on the wall in front of him, he tells
Hoseok, “I was happy. And it freaked me out.”

”Why?” Hoseok can’t help but reply. Because why would Yoongi freak out about being happy?
It’s a normal emotion to have when you come.

Once again, Yoongi falls silent. His shoulders crawl even higher. “Because it wasn’t the kind of
happy I expected.” He sounds scared. Unsure of himself. Like he’s afraid of Hoseok’s reaction.

“What do you mean?” Hoseok asks. He pushes up unto his elbow, eyes searching Yoongi’s face
for the answer.

Yoongi turns his head and suddenly they’re face to face. The look splashed across his features is a
mix of emotions, the expected fear but also something soft and something vaguely familiar.
Yoongi’s adamsappel bobs as he swallows.

Wet, pink lips. An equal pink tongue darting between. Hoseok wants to kiss the omega so bad. But
he can’t. He shouldn’t even look. The alpha forces his eyes upwards, meeting his hyung’s eyes
once again.

“I wasn’t just happy I was finally knotted.” Yoongi’s cheeks becomes an even more delicious pink
at his own words. Hoseok can feel desire once again churn in his stomach. The omega turns an
even brighter pink at the spike in Hoseok’s scent.

“Sorry,” the alpha quickly apologizes. Here is Yoongi telling Hoseok something so personal and
Hoseok is thinking with his knot.
Yoongi lowers his eyes. “It’s okay,” he assures the alpha. A gummy grin blooms on his lips. “I’m
flattered, actually. That I can rile you up so easily.”

”Of course you can,” is out of Hoseok’s mouth before he can stop himself.

Yoongi’s eyes shoot back up. There’s something in them that Hoseok can quite place but it breaks
his heart a little. “Because I’m in heat. You’re an alpha after all. Instinct and all. It’s why I freaked
out.”

The omega lowers his eyes again. But Hoseok can still see the sadness in them. “This is just
instinct for you. But I realized there’s more to it for me.” A sigh escapes his lips. He worries the
bottom one.

All the while Hoseok is kind of dying of anticipation. Could it be that Yoongi is saying what he
hopes he’s saying? Could be really be this lucky?

”I was happy because it was you. You made me feel safe, loved.” Yoongi dares to lift his head,
look Hoseok in the eyes. “I think I may be a little in love with you.”

”I’m in love with you too,” Hoseok quickly replies, wanting to banish the fear from his hyung’s
eyes. “Been for years.”

The omega’s whole face lights up. He seems to be glowing, making Hoseok fall even deeper.

“You have?” He looks so happy that Hoseok wants to kiss him.

“Yeah. How could I not,” he replies, voice fond and full of love. “You’re perfect.”

Yoongi lifts his head to cover his face but Hoseok is having none of it. He grabs the omega’s by
the wrists and stills his hands.

“Don’t,” Hoseok grumbles. “Want to kiss you.”

So he does. And Yoongi kisses him back, enthusiastically. He’s soft beneath Hoseok and so very
passionate.

He’s everything Hoseok has ever wanted and he’s going to make sure he’s going to be everything
Yoongi is going to ever need.

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