Jungkook

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Chiguki. "Sweet Thorn"

Jimin stood by the shattered storefront, rubbing his bruised wrist and boring into Jungkook with a gaze capable of burning through steel. The latter was calmly brushing dust off his shoulder, as if he hadn't just tossed three alphas through a window like naughty kittens.

"Are you completely insane?!" Jimin blurted out, pointing a finger at him. "I could have handled it myself! That was my fight!"

"You were 'handling' them for three whole minutes," Jungkook chuckled, adjusting his cuff. "In that time, they could have... well, you know."

"I didn't ask you to be my knight in shining armor!" the omega huffed, though his voice wavered. "I'm not helpless!"

Jungkook stepped toward him, closing the distance to a dangerous degree. Jimin backed away until his back hit the wall. The alpha loomed over him, gently catching his uninjured hand and pinning it to the wall with his palm—not painfully, but firmly.

Jimin jerked, trying to break free, but the grip was soft yet unwavering—like a steel hoop wrapped in velvet.

Jungkook leaned into his ear, and his voice suddenly became low and husky:

"Stop grumbling, or you'll turn into a thorn. And I prefer you sweet."