The apartment was quiet—or at least, it should have been. Hoseok, trying to focus on mundane tasks, kept glancing at the door, expecting the inevitable. He didn't have to wait long.
Jungkook was first, bursting in with a grin that made Hoseok's stomach flip. "You can't hide from me," he said, tugging Hoseok gently but insistently toward the couch. His hands were firm, yet careful, and Hoseok felt the Beta in him stir at the contact.
Before he could catch his breath, RM appeared, leaning against the doorframe like he'd always been there. Calm, commanding, impossibly magnetic. "I see Jungkook's already started," he said, voice smooth. "I'll take my turn."
Suga stepped forward, silent, eyes sharp and calculating. Every movement radiated control. "Hoseok," he said, almost a whisper, "you belong in the center. All of us want you. Don't forget that."
Hoseok's chest tightened. He was surrounded. Three Alphas claiming him, their energy dominant, intense, magnetic. He could feel the heat of Jungkook's hands, RM's steady presence, and Suga's sharp gaze.
Then the Omegas approached.
Jimin tugged him by the sleeve, playful but possessive. "Don't think I'd let you go without a fight," he said, pressing close. V brushed his fingers against Hoseok's arm softly, voice tender yet firm: "You're mine too." Jin simply rested his hand over Hoseok's, anchoring him, protective and insistent.
Hoseok froze for a moment, heart pounding, unsure what to do. Three Alphas asserting dominance, three Omegas demanding closeness, and him—just a Beta—caught in the middle.
"Beta," RM murmured, reaching to tilt Hoseok's chin gently up, "you don't have to fight this. Let us… show you what it's like to be wanted."
Jungkook's grin was sharp, teasing, dangerous. "I won't wait for you to decide. You're mine. Right now."
Suga's cold voice cut through the tension: "I'll handle him my way, Jungkook. Carefully. But I won't lose him."
Jimin laughed softly, leaning close to whisper in Hoseok's ear, "You're ours. All of ours. And don't think you can resist."
V's fingers brushed Hoseok's jawline, eyes dreamy but possessive. "I'll be gentle… but you can't escape me."
Jin's hand tightened over his, voice quiet but commanding. "You belong in the center. Let us remind you."
Hoseok's Beta instincts screamed to retreat—but a small, thrilling part of him… wanted to stay. Wanted this chaos, wanted their attention, wanted all of them.
He closed his eyes, letting their presence wash over him. Their possessiveness wasn't threatening—it was… protective, affirming, intense. The Beta part of him understood: he was cherished, coveted, wanted in ways he had never known.
And as Jungkook leaned closer, RM's hand rested over his, Suga's presence circled him like a shadow, Jimin pressed against his side, V's fingers lingered on his jaw, and Jin's hand anchored him firmly… Hoseok realized one truth.
He wasn't just theirs. He wanted them too.
All six of them.