One :: Jungkook

Something was happening to me. Something bad. Massaging my achingpecs, I stared at my reflection in the mirror.

Were they more swollen today than yesterday? I couldn't tell. They hurt, though. And tingled, almost. It was strange.

It had been almost a week since I started feeling this way. Since Inoticed the pebbling in my nipples, since I noticed the deep ache that spread

from near my armpits inward.

I'd been avoiding my phone since three days ago. That was what I gotfor trying to find out if my symptoms were normal. It wasn't rare for people It

to get breast cancer. Though it was far more prevalent in omegas thanalphas.

It couldn't be ruled out, though, and a chance was still a chance.

Sighing, I refocused on what I was doing. Massaging helped, but not forlong. It basically only seemed to help when I was actively doing it. I'd even caught myself doing it at work.

After a strange look from Taehyung, my roommate and best friend, I had stopped. Or I'd at least tried to be more covert.

But fuck, it hurt. And if the only relief I got was this, then so be it.

The tingling star started back up when I pinched my peaked nipples between my my finger and thumb. It was relief mixed with sweet agony, and I didn't quite know what to make of that.

A knock on the door startled me, making me yelp. "Bro, come on. You're gonna make us late for work. What are you even doing in there?"

"Uh..." I dropped my hands, double-checking in the mirror to makesure that everything looked normal before opening the door.

Taehyung stood on the other side, his hand raised like he was about to knockagain.

His eyes fell to my exposed chest, and he quirked an eyebrow at me."Have you been working out?"

"What?"

His gaze stayed on my chest. "Your pecs look bigger. Have you finallybeen taking advantage of the equipment?"

I shook my head. Unlike Taehyung, who was a personal trainer at the gymwe worked at, I didn't feel the need to spend my days working out.

"You know I haven't."

I tried to push past him into the hallway, but he stopped me. He wasintense. Intense in a way I wasn't used to. Not from another alpha, anyway.

Over the years, I'd just chalked it up to Taehyung being Taehyung crossed his arms over his chest, making the large tattoo stretched around his bicep bulge. "You sure?"

"Why would I lie about working out?" My heart pounded against my rib cage. If my swollen pecs were noticeable to him too, what did that mean?

Maybe I needed to go to the doctor. "C'mon. You're worried about being late, so let's go."

I brushed past him into the hallway so I could go to my room and put a shirt on. His eyes followed me the whole way.

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