*Yoongi's POV*

Ever since I was born I always hated Alphas. Naturally since they were at the top of the scale they are the most powerful. And that's what I hate it the most. Why is our society trying to make everything more unequal when the government strives to be the pure opposite? What I hate even more than Alphas is having to move right next to them. And the icing on top of the cake, I'm a ing omega. Yes you heard right, I'm at the very bottom, so it's even worse for me. I have mask my scent so no Alpha would smell me or else I would have been harassed or better yet, dead.

Since I'm in college I have to live near by my school (I live really far from the school so it's easier to live nearby.) and knowing I and my family are broke. I can't afford to live in a dorm. Where I would be separated from the Alphas, which happens in more expensive living spaces. But like I said, I'm broke. So I live in the test of the test apartment complexes there is. And where Alphas and Omegas have to live together.

But let's stop this rant and go to the REAL problem here. Let's flashback to a week ago shall we?

----flashback-----

I just got out of the car, coming from my last class of the day, and as I was walking to my front door I notice packed boxes, I guess it's a new neighbor. I was about to open my door when I saw a red hair guy with tan skin. But before he was able to introduced himself, I got a big whiff of his scent. Which was flowers. FLOWERS! And not just any flowers, my favorite ones. Rose mallows. With the fakeness smile that I make I said, "Before you even say a word, stop spreading your ing scent and have some manners". Without looking at his face I ran to my apartment and tried to not think of the man a wall away from me.

*Third Person POV*

"bwAHAHAHA" is all you hear in Yoongi's apartment as he talk about the "dreadful" encounter to his childhood friend Namjoon.

"CAN YOU ING STOP LAUGHING AT ME NAMJOON?!"

"I'm sorry- it's just that's hilarious" Yoongi sigh.

"Listen you know usually I'm fine with Alpha pheromones, they don't bother me but HIM *pointing next door* I don't know it was just too much".

"Listen the only reason I find it funny is because you're the one that said I rather jump off a cliff than have a alpha even phase you. And here you are drooling over one."

This is probably the twentieth time Yoongi has sighed in the span of two hours, "I'm not- ok maybe I am but I blame biology".

Namjoon snorts, "Listen I know a perfect way to fix this mess."

"Don't"

*Yoongi's POV*

While apparently my best friend doesn't listen because it's the next morning, and all you hear is a doorbell ringing throughout the apartment. Looking at the time it was even 12 pm yet. Whom would dare to wake me up at this hour?

Before I even get to the door, I smell a homey scent of flow- Homey? Opening the door I couldn't help but whimper. He looks just as good as he smells. Golden tan skin, bright smile and long legs. So tall dark and ing handsome. As I continuing to scan him over I noticed his hands, his ing hands, I just want them all over- "Um hi?" his voice.

"Oh um what do you want?"

He smiles even brighter and his scent became more intense, I felt like I was drowning it in. The more I drowned in it, the more I felt the need to drown on his dic- oh oh no.

"Namjoon called me to say you needed help with something?" Yes, I do and it's painfully obvious at this point. The more I smell his scent, the more insane I become. But the problem is I'm not mad at this. I thought I would hate him and his but no. That's all I want. But what makes it worse is the fact I start leaking. I see alarm running through his face.

"Um you kinda need- um I-"

"Shut it! If you would stop smelling like a ing garden I wouldn't be like this!"

"What did I do?"

"What did you do? WHAT YOU DID YOU DO?" pulling him inside, locking the door behind him. Finally after a week of hiding and avoiding him. I finally broke.

*Third Person POV*

Yoongi ends up crashing his lips against Hoseoks. After the initial shock Hoseok recovers and kisses back just as desperately. Trying to get as close to each other, desperation turning into lust. "Take your shirt off now" Yoongi growls. Hoseok chuckles and a second later Yoongi is pinned to the door, couldn't help but whimper. "I think this doll needs to learn whose boss." Pulling his hair back until Yoongi is force to bare his neck. "What did they tell you about little omegas like you Yoongi hmm?" You wouldnt expect Yoongi that instead of having hated, he felt arousal prickling his insides. He stuttered out a reply too drunk on Hoseok's scent to realize what he had said. Until he feel Hoseok pulling him face to face by his hair.

Yoongi P.O.V

I've embarrassingly let out a moan, Hoseok seems to notice as he pulls my hair harder this time. Giving me no time to react he pulls me into another heated kiss that was all tongue. I felt his big hands on my back, I needed to feel them somewhere else, I need to feel them everywhere. So I move his hands on my and felt squeeze one of my cheeks, leaving me to produce more slick. With the feeling I let out a loud involuntary moan, shocking myself of how reponsive I have become. A second later I feel myself being dragged, giving him instructions as to where is my bedroom which he probably didn't need to know since all the apartments has the same layout.

Hoseok P.O.V

Rushing through the door of the bedroom. Before he couldn't even stop me from anything I pushed him on the bed with a bust of dominance. Knowing how much he "hates it". Yeah I know everything, thoses walls are paper thin remember? I could hear everything.

After every moan he lets out, my sanity starts to broke even more. I could feel his arousal and his pheromones are driving me crazy. But after one, in particular, I just snapped. Yoongi let's out a long please, which makes me stops completely, only to roughly grab his chin.

Yoongi P.O.V

I can't explain it, the feeling of Hoseok being rough, manhandling me, has me weak on my knees. I can't explain how I am by this. I'm confused by this. Usually I would hate it all but it's all because of him and his scent. He grabbed my chin roughly and whispers in my ear, "What was that baby boy?", with a dark, raspy voice that has me shuddering. When I don't answer he goes and slaps me on the , hard. "What did you say?" He growls with pure dominance in his voice. "I s-said please", "Please what? You are going to have to be specific baby. Oh right you can't. Cuz you hate it right? You hate the fact that I'm a alpha that can easily control you. But then again-" he pauses, while smirking. "You can't help it cuz are a pain , right baby boy?". With that sentence I was dripping wet even more than before and loudly, he notices that and his smirk widens in triumph.

"So I was right? You do like that, So naughty".

"Sh-shut up" Before I could even finish that sentence a moan ripped right through me as he slapped my once mine.

"Now to what you really want right?" Not even trying to speak at this point, letting him remove my clothes completely submitting to the man above him. Whining for him to go faster but all he knows is to tease. Taking off my pants painfully slow, buttoning down my shirt. Once removed I feel soft against my , not being able to help the fact that all Hoseok does to him, even his scent, makes him drip, underwear completely soaked in slick. I feel him slowly going down making bite marks until the waistband of my boxers. I jolted violently as I felt his soft hand s its way down under the elastic of of boxers and gripping my arousal. I could feel him grinning into my skin of my pelvis as I moaned desperately begging him to stop teasing. “Sorry baby what was that?”, “P-please just t-touch me.” Finally he did what I ask as he slowly, let his hand slide down and up my arousal, repeating this action multiple times until he was going at a rapid pace, leaving me to broken moans of his name and pleads for more.

“I-I’m clos-” before I could even come he stopped, making me whine. “Shh shh baby it’s ok calm down I got you.” Calming down I feeling him flipping me over and pulling off my boxers in one swipe. I hear him gasp behind me, “My my you really wants this huh?” out a high pitch whine, pushing my closer to him, hearing him chuckle. Before I could whine even more, I gasp at the feeling of his finger gathering up some of my slick around my rim. “You don’t need to-” more high pitch moans come out of the back of my throat as I feel his finger into me in a fast paced, more slick embarrassingly running down my thighs pooling underneath me, destroying my sheets and probably the mattress at this point. He doesn’t even have to finger me open since Omegas are made to fit any Alphas knot. But the fact we both know this and yet he does it anyways turns me on more than it should.

Two more fingers later I couldn’t hold back anymore. I need more than his fingers, I need his , I need his knot. “P-please please I c-can’t I need-”

“What do you need baby boy?” At this point my face is full of tears and drool. I look like a mess, slick all over my legs, drooling down to my collarbones. But all Hoseok would call is beautiful. “Beautiful do you need my ? Do you want it deep inside you?”

“Yes please! Please I need your - I need-” as he quickly slipping his fingers out of me, in one all of Hoseok’s went in- “God how big are you? F-”. Even though I said this he didn’t stop ing, not that I wanted him to. My pleads for him to go faster, “Hos-hoseok more- please faster- oh-oh god.” I feel myself slipping up to the headboard from the force of his . I started to lose myself with the sounds of my moans mixed with the sound of skin slapping against skin. Slowly feeling the familiar coil at the bottom of my stomach. “Please, please just” gasping at the feeling of swell. “Please knot in me.” Hoseok groans right into my ear as the swell of his knot growing bigger. I go over the edge when I feel it pop and all the warm pouring out deep inside me. Crashing down on the bed, trying to caught both of our breath, knowing we would be locked in place for a few minutes.

A few minutes later, after his knot went down, I laughed loudly.

“Round 2?”