One.

Taehyung would groan to himself, the time read 7:14 am. He was knackered, he hasn't slept well during the night due to one particular problem. His heat. Taehyung sure as hell hated his heat, it was a hassle to have; especially since he didn't have a mate. He had to go through this every month, with constant jabs of pain, or feeling "needy" for some Alpha to take care of him.

But, he didn't want to find an Alpha for himself, Taehyung didn't resent Alphas in any way, he just didn't want a mate at the moment. His life was going nicely (excluding the heats of course) as he has a place in a decent college, and a stable job in a small café. For the time being Taehyung didn't want anything to change.

The sound of his alarm bleeping would snap him out of his short daze, and back into reality. Picking morning classes was something Taehyung regretted very much, but he chose them due to wanting his afternoons with his friends. (which didn't go to plan because they all had picked afternoon classes to sleep in later.) Today was different though, it was luckily the holidays, meaning that all students were allowed to go home; or where they wanted to. But that was for only a week.

Taehyung was currently in his parent's home back in Daegu with his friend Jimin, who decided to tag along (because they were best-friends and Jimin always comforted Taehyung during heats) , which was fine with Taehyung's parents because they absolutely adored the older boy. Of course, keeping his alarm set in his phone even in the holidays was a pain, having to wake up early on his days off pained him. He really wanted a lie-in for once.

Stumbling into the bathroom he would shut the door behind him, and turn to the shower. He would turn it on, and strip down from his clothes, then step in; the warm water sending goose-bumps along his soft arms. The burst of warm water had woken him up, he was now even more grumpier. Taehyung would fiddle around with the buttons, turning to temperature up. Hot showers was something his loved. The heat from the shower would calm the jabbing pains in his stomach for the time being.

Taehyung would be midst washing his hair when the door swings open, lucky for him, his body was hidden behind the sailor/boat themed shower curtain which was adorned with a ship's wheel, a sailor's bat etc. "Taehyungie~" came Jimin's high pitched sing-song voice. "I'm here to help!" the older boy exclaimed, his small shadow would come to view through the shower curtain.

"I don't need your help hyung! Especially when I'm showering!" Taehyung would screech, his voice raising a few octaves. Covering his 'bits' he would wait for Jimin to rip open the curtain. "I'm doing to fine- please go-" he would whine out, cheeks flushing a soft pink colour, the tips of his ears would turn a shaded pink too.

"But your heat? Is Taehyungie to old for Hyungies help now?" Jimin would ask jokingly, ripping the shower curtain open, as expected. "Hmm, you still look pretty as ever! Even with the conditioner making your hair stick up like that." The words flew from Jimin's mouth, and he wasn't ever ashamed. But Taehyung was embarrassed. You see, Jimin had no regret in saying whatever came to mind.

"No I don't need your help, that was when we were little," Taehyung would flush, still standing stark naked in front of Jimin - who was looking him up and down with no shame at all. Jimin opened his mouth to speak but the younger was faster "please let me shower in peace- we can speak when I'm out" the flush on his cheeks would burn brighter under Jimin's gaze.

"Whatever you say then" Jimin huffed, the playfulness was evident in his tone as he spoke, giving a cute little pout.

Most people would have gotten Taehyung and Jimin's relationship wrong, even through the two of the were most obviously Omegas (although some Omegas started to date each other now, but that was uncommon.). They had been mistaken as a couple throughout of Secondry School. (High-school to anyone outside of the U.K) But, they weren't, and they never thought of it. Jimin was a very touchy person, and Taehyung loved to be touched. (e.g. hugged/cuddled etc, not--) Jimin also had mates. And would never cheat on them.

Closing the door with a slight slam behind him Jimin left, leaving Taehyung to finish cleaning up his body. He would puff out of relief, even though the two had been friends for years Taehyung was still as shy as ever when it came to his body; even when the two had seen each other nude multiple times. (that's a different story for a different time.)

Tipping his head backwards the invisible conditioner soap would rush down his face, as he'd squeeze his eyes shut. Exhaling, Taehyung would let his mind wonder.

☆Well, that's the first chapter done. I'm not sure if you're supposed to write an Authors Note at the end of the chapter or not(Wattpad habits-) but I hope you enjoy this chapter. Again- I do apologise for any spelling mistakes found in this. It is 11:26 at the time of writing so-- ☆