Kim Taehyung Omega

Taehyung always returned home before dark.
His room was perfectly tidy: his textbooks stood in neat rows, notebooks were labeled in neat handwriting, and a basket of colorful yarn lay by the window. After class, Taehyung liked to make himself some tea, change into his lounge clothes, and settle down by the window to knit.
He was the same boy whose parents used as an example to the neighboring children.
He truly loved his parents. He loved school, books, quiet evenings, and the little things he could make with his own hands.
But he didn't like people.
Or rather, I was afraid of them.
Taehyung had only one true friend—Jimin, also an omega. They sat together during breaks, did homework together, and sometimes after school they went to a small coffee shop near the school.
"Do you ever plan to go out and have fun?" Jimin asked one day.
Taehyung looked up from his knitting.

• Why?
• Because you're seventeen, Taehyung!
• And what?
• You've never had a boyfriend.
  Taehyung instantly blushed.
• Jimin!
• What? It's true!
• I'm fine.
  — Are you okay with sitting at home with yarn?
  Taehyung looked at the small scarf he was knitting.
• Very normal.
  Jimin laughed.
  He didn't know that very soon a man who was the complete opposite of everything Taehyung considered right would burst into his friend's quiet life.