Path of Petals in Red

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/67421047.

Rating: Mature
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: M/M
Fandoms: SEVENTEEN (Band), Stray Kids (Band), ATEEZ (Band), 방탄소년단 |
Bangtan Boys | BTS, ONEUS (Band)
Relationships: Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Min
Yoongi | Suga, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin,
SEVENTEEN Ensemble/SEVENTEEN Ensemble, Kim Geonhak |
Leedo/Kim Youngjo | Ravn/Lee Keonhee/Lee Seoho/Son Dongju |
Xion/Yeo Hwanwoong, Bang Chan/Lee Felix (Stray Kids), Hwang
Hyunjin/Seo Changbin, Han Jisung | Han/Lee Minho | Lee Know, Kim
Seungmin/Yang Jeongin | I.N, Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa, Jeong
Yunho/Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Choi San/Jung Wooyoung/Kang Yeosang
Characters: Bangtan Boys | BTS Ensemble, SEVENTEEN Ensemble, ONEUS
Ensemble, Stray Kids Ensemble, ATEEZ Ensemble
Additional Tags: Not Beta Read, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Sexual Content, Mpreg |
Male Pregnancy, Feminization, Hybrids, Hanahaki Disease,
Misunderstandings
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2025-07-12 Words: 2,605 Chapters: 1/?
 Path of Petals in Red
by Starmountain1

Summary

They were considered the ultimate mega pack. They ran the largest and most successful hotel
and casino the entire of Korea. But something was missing for a few. And just when they've
finally found their missing pieces, some things get in the way. And misunderstandings
ensure.

He thought the alpha was gorgeous. Love at first sight, really was real. But when he catches
the alpha he's pining after kissing another, his world shatters. Soon, he is coughing up
bloodied flower petals, and making a decision that could have dire consequences.

Can they reconcile before it's too late?

Notes

Hello my lovely readers. Here is my rewrite of Tea Petals. I wanted to go a slightly different
path. Hope you like this version. All kind comments and kudos are appreciated. If you
happen to not like this fic, you're free to leave. Have a lovely day.^_^
He stood at the floor to ceiling length window, casting his rather dark and intimidating gaze
down upon the pool far, far below.

Between his fingers, was a smoking cigar. He was standing in shadow, given that the skyline
was black out. It was night, and the pool was illuminated below him. And, empty. He
wondered how long that would be. It was a pool for mostly mates. The rules clearly stated
that after hours, it was for mates to have a little fun. The filtration system was top notch, after
all. And the services were also quite exquisite. Poolside drinks and offerings. Nothing too
heavy. Anything to help with the romance and mood for intimacy. His ear gave a small
flicker, detecting the entrance of someone else. He barely looked over his shoulder, to the
doorway of his office. One of five. After a moment, the other spoke, "Ready to head home,
Namjoon?" He turned to take in his companion, only to watch as Leedo scrunched his face at
the cigar in Namjoon's grip, "Can you and Hongjoong be any more alike?" He turned with a
roll of his eyes, "At least you both are next to one another."

Namjoon gave a low warm chuckle. Honestly, he and Hongjoong were an awful lot alike. To
a degree. Hongjoong was far more rough around the edges. Their mega pack ran Fantasy
Kingdom, as if they were the mafia. And Hongjoong and his pack in particular, seemed to
evoke that image even more so. He's heard, and even seen some of what Hongjoong and his
pack were wiling to do to cheaters of all kinds. He was sure there were other darker dealings
going on. But one thing was solidified in their mega pack. Don't cross Kim Hongjoong, he'll
cut your tongue out. He's done it before. He could tell why Hongjoong had insisted Choi San
and Choi Jongho ran security.

They were the muscle to whatever his operations were.

With a final sigh of some weariness, he put his cigar out. He turned, and made to follow
Leedo. Time to head back to their penthouse territories. As he went, he went over the roster
of whom was in their pack. And whom did what. He was one of five co-CEOS of the hotel
and casino. Min Yoongi ran security. Hobi tended to keep track of their daily lives. Planning
things out, ensuring they got to certain meetings on schedule. A bit of a secretary. Perfect, for
the beta-alpha. Taehyung often ran security as well. But where Suga minded the entrances
typically, Taehyung had the floor. Watching the gambling tables. Keep cheaters from actually
getting away with it. And then there was Jungkook. He too, ran security. Often in conjunction
with Suga.

That was the members of his pack, in particular.

Seungcheol was the second co-CEO of the hotel and casino. Head Alpha of his own pack.
Wonwoo ran their finances. Ensuring their books were kept in check for all their expenses.
From bills, to income. Mingyu actually doled out the cards at gambling tables. His alpha
temperament made sure no one tried to play foul. Vernon did the check-in counter. Ensuring
guests that arrived received their rooms, and helped them with the process of checking out.
Dino was their on staff medic. He was their first response, before the paramedics showed up.
A necessary in their world of gambling, flowing alcohol, and other darker matters. They've
had numerous fights over the years. Woozi was often in charge of the music playing
throughout the main floor of their hotel and casino. Keeping guests calm and happy. Until
they were drunk beyond measure. Minghao ran security. Often checking the floors of the
suites. Namjoon was not yet ready for a murder on the premises. Or rape. It was strictly
forbidden at their hotel and casino. And DK and Seungkwan ran drinks around on the floor.
Bringing beer and other drinks to playing patrons.

That was Seungcheol's pack.

Ravn was yet another co-CEO. Leedo also ran security. Hotels like theirs could never have
enough security. Seoho ran one of the kitchens. Cooking up a storm, and satisfying guests.
Xion helped Hobi with keeping an eye on events. Not just for the five of them, but in general.
And Hwangwoon helped with check-in alongside Vernon.

Ravn's pack.

Bang Chan was yet another co-CEO. Changbin did security as well. Given he was hard to
move, he was essential. Jisung ran both security, and medical aid. He had a hell of a temper.
Scary, even. But he was also good with emergencies, where blood was often involved.
Seungmin helped Wonwoo with their finances. Keeping the books properly in check. And of
course, Jeongin helped Vernon and Hwangwoon with check-in.

Chan's pack.

And lastly, was Kim Hongjoong. The last of the five CEOs of the hotel and casino. San and
Jongho were as stated previously, part of security. Yunho and Mingi helped run the tables.
And Yeosang was yet another stand by medical assistant. Though one could argue, they all
ran security as well. They were often the fastest on scene. Whatever Hongjoong and his pack
were doing, they were the ones no one messed with.

Hongjoong's pack.

Things seemed to be in order, and going well. But he knew, there was room for growth. Both
in the hotel and casino employee roster, and in their personal lives. They had no omega types
to offer. And some of them, were growing a bit lonely. He was happy for Suga and Hobi.
They seemed content as mates. So too, with Seungcheol and Mingyu. As was Seungmin and
Jeongin. But the rest of them? They were starting to feel the echoing in their empty hearts.
They wanted someone to love. Who could be the light, to their rather dark and foreboding
presence. They swore they'd take good care of their mates.

Would the gods ever heed their plea?

//

The journey home wasn't long at all, given they had the penthouses literally next door.

Only accessible to their packs. And a few wealthy packs here and there. The views were
spectacular. And of course, a private parking garage. Along with a helicopter pad, or two.
They were wanting for nothing. Except an omega or two in their mega pack. Without much
more than yet another tired sigh, Namjoon entered his territory. It was fairly quite and
relaxed. Suga was seated on their long 'L' couch of cream. His arm around J-Hope's shoulder.
The beta-alpha relaxed, head resting on his alpha's shoulder. Both were watching something.
Probably not really interest in what was being displayed. Just wanting some numbness from
the day. He did brief a glance to the rarely used kitchen. He was grateful Seoho made sure to
feed all the packs' members. But he wished they could come home to a well cooked meal.

But Namjoon was officially banned from the kitchen.

He's set water on fire once. Just once. And now, he was banned from the kitchens for life.
But, he was not alone. Hongjoong was a notoriously bad cook as well. Good gods, they really
were an awful lot alike weren't they? He continued on towards his den. Hearing the soft
droning of the television. But, that was it. It was calm and peaceful. And, quiet. He could see
the light pouring from the door at the end of the hall to his left. And from how quiet it was
within, he knew Jungkook and Taehyung were just decompressing. His ears flattened a little
at this, and he felt the familiar pang in his chest. He too, wished he had his omega mate. Or,
omega type mate. Either one would be nice. While Taehyung and Jungkook were happy
together, they had said they felt a part of them was still missing.

Namjoon wondered when they would feel complete.

Not just his pack. All the packs.

But, they would have to be careful. While yes, alphas did have ruts every other month and up
to a maximum of four days. Omegas, had laws protecting them. If they worked anywhere,
they weren't to have as lengthy of a day as alphas or betas. And omegas had heat cycles every
month. And it lasted at least five to six days.

As he entered his den, he gave a soft sigh. He sank into his luxurious king sized bed, and
stared up at the cream colored ceiling. It could be even trickery, hiring omega types into a
hotel and casino. They could be harassed. Stalked. Even groped without consent. Drunk
wolves were pains in the asses. It's why they wished so much to have omegas, but knew they
couldn't. For the safety of the omegas. And while they could have them as mates and stow
them safely away in their territories, Namjoon knew some omegas were fierce. And wanted
to work. Even if it was for a few hours a day.

Stay the boredom, he could thoroughly understand that.

As he felt his body tingle as he finally relaxed, he could feel the heaviness of his eyelids. He
was nearly asleep, when he jolted awake softly. By no one in particular. With a sigh,
Namjoon slowly got back to his feet. He stripped down fully, and made to go and take a
soothing shower. Just as he had originally planned to do. And as always, he went through the
motions of showering and getting ready for bed. Only after he'd put his pajama trunks on, did
he crawl into the overly large and overly empty bed. While the cool soft sheets were soothing
enough, it was the fact he was alone that made it too cold and empty. As he turned off the
lights, he rolled to his side. Facing the empty spot he wished a mate occupied. He wondered
what they were like. Their preferences. He tried not to let his emotions surface. They
wouldn't do anyone any good.

Still, he reached out a hand to the empty spot.

He wished there was someone there. He was tired of being alone. And while he certainly
wasn't the only one, it was just himself within his den. As he closed his eyes, he wished with
all he had to have a mate soon. And slowly, he drifted to sleep. One may think being one of
five CEOs for a hotel and casino, wasn't hard work. But, it was more than anyone really
knew. Meetings with board members and investors. Being present during a fight, or security
detainment. Or even, during an injury. It was more work than play. So he was just as tired as
the others were. And slowly, he was swept up into a refreshing sleep.

And dreams, of mostly purple.

//

It was with a soft kiss to his temple, that Suga finally turned the television off.

He smiled fondly, looking at his fast asleep mate. He'd seen Namjoon's den go dark. Their
head alpha was now asleep. Hopefully, his mate met him in his dreams. He carefully shifted,
trying not to awaken Hobi from his sleep. Shifting him about cautiously, until he was firmly
in Suga's arms. And carefully and with the practiced ease he was awarded as an alpha, he
rose to his feet. Carrying his sleeping beta to his own den. Time they turned in for the night.
As he went, his tail reached out and turned off the lights. Casting the territory in darkness.
Save for the light bleeding from the maknaes' den. He didn't go far. Just a little past
Namjoon's den. He was the pack alpha. And he ran security. He had the den a little further
into the hallway. Allowing him to be ready to go in an instant.

He also knew that Jungkook would turn out the lights, when he and Taehyung were ready to
get some shut eye.

Carefully, he slipped into his den with his mate. Carefully setting him down into their bed,
before helping Hobi get changed into some relaxing pajamas. He then did the same as
Namjoon, putting on pajama trousers. As alphas, they often went about topless. Or if it was a
top, something thin and cool enough for their frequently overheating bodies. Once he was
changed, he climbed into bed with Hobi. With a fond smile on his lips, he gently wound his
arms around Hobi's waist. He gently pulled him close, cuddling him. And was soon swept
into a deep and delicious slumber. Breathing in Hobi's scent of crushed and drying flowers,
ink and old parchment, and a hint of metallic. A soothing fragrance.

One that Suga knew well.

He was sure to meet his coppery beta-alpha in his own dreams.

This left Jungkook and Taehyung as the last in their pack unit still awake.

Taehyung was the most relaxed he's been all day. Cuddled tight into Jungkook's barely
covered side. He too, was wearing pajama trousers. Taehyung, the same. His alpha
temperament made wearing tops only necessary during the day. And, in the hotel and casino.
But in their territory, he went shirtless. His alpha certainly didn't mind. His head was relaxed
on Jungkook's strong shoulder. Eyes closed. Tucked into his neck. Slowly letting sleep come
for him. He hoped Kookie remembered to shut off the light before he fell asleep as well. He
could just feel Jungkook's possessive arm about his waist. Grounding. Protective. Like
Namjoon, he felt an emptiness in his heart. And, in their bed. They were eager to finally find
their omega type mate. Both could see themselves as sires. Having a few pups. As it stood,
Taehyung was incapable of bearing young. He was a beta-alpha. And a male one at that. Only
female alphas, female beta-alphas, beta-omegas, and omegas of both primary gender could
bear young.

Such was the way of the world.

Eventually, Taehyung did fall into a deep sleep. Lulled there by Jungkook's familiar scent of
burning wood and damp earth, mixing well with black fig and a heavy metallic scent.
Familiar. Soothing. The scent of his alpha mate. And behind his own eyelids, he saw greens
and yellows. Mostly.

Jungkook watched Taehyung as he slept. Only for a moment. A soft fond smile swept his
lips. He carefully pressed closer, and pressed a sweet kiss to Taehyung's forehead, "Sweet
dreams, Tae."

Finally, he turned and reached over. And proceeded to turn off their own light. Casting their
territory in darkness. As Jungkook got comfortable, his own mind turned a little longer. He
too, wished he could find his omega type mate. He was ready to expand his love. He's been
haunted by the colors green and yellow. Not the same green that encompassed Taehyung.
Darker. More forest green. But the yellow was the kicker. Unaware just how obsessed with
yellow he'd become. But he knew, this was the color scheme of his omega type mate. As
Jungkook slowly blinked his eyes shut, he breathed in the only scent he was familiar with.
Aside from Hobi's, of course.

Taehyung's scent.

The scent of his beta-alpha mate. And it suited the beta somehow. It was a nice blend that
made Jungkook think of a forest. Damp earth. Rain. Trees. Green forage. Overgrowth. It was
so tranquil. Perfect for a beta. As he drifted to sleep, he hoped to the gods one day he'd get
his omega type mate as well. There was still room for one more in his heart, and bed. One
day. Gods willing. And as before, he was greeted in his dreams by yellow and forest green.

He couldn't wait to meet the omega type behind these colors.

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