taehyung shuddered and shivered, his distress scents filling up the bedroom as he tried to break free from jungkooks hold.

but at the press of the sharp side of the knife against his neck taehyung freezed, low whines escaping his throat as he whimpered, the alpha pining him down smiling almost maniacally.

"wanna know what we do to the bitches who disrespect us?" the knife glided down to the omegas collarbone, pressed not enough to make a cut but enough to feel the chillness of it and taehyung shut his eyes, heart beating frantic and scared to the bone.

"eyes on me when i'm talking to you, omega" jungkook growled, his other hand smacking taehyungs cheeks and taehyung opened his eyes- those orbs pooled with tears, looking so vulnerable.

"good boy" the alpha gently caressed the omegas cheeks were it is a light red shade now, smirking the way taehyung shuddered under his every touch.

"jin hyung doesn't like to get blood everywhere-- says its too messy. but where's the fun in that, right?" jungkook said it so casually.

"i'd like to take my time. make them bitches understand why they shouldn't have disrespected a jeon" the words were close to a growl as the knife glided down again- this time cutting the robe taehyung is wearing, the omega shrieking at the sound of tear and feel of the knife too close to his skin.

"p-please don't hurt me-" taehyung can't remember the last time he felt so helpless and scared. even each of the passing second felt like a century.

jungkook looked like every bit of the predator he is- as if he is ravishing on each of the omegas pleads and cry, enjoying to see the other so helpless under him.

"and if its a pretty little bitch like you, our boys would like to have some fun-" the knife had stopped right above taehyungs belly button, the upper portion of the robe practically into shreds by now.

"but i cant share you now, can i?" jungkook had a fake sympathy in his voice, taehyung doesn't even daring to exhale fearing that the knife will cut through his skin.

"so what should i do now hmm?" jungkook asked as he wiped away one of the tears that rolled down taehyungs cheeks.

"should i gag you to stop you from running your mouth?-- or should i tie you to the bed to fuck and breed you whenever i want? what do you think, pup?" jungkook took the knife away from taehyung, it just twirling in between his fingers now as his thumb glided over taehyungs pillowy lips, watching the way the color bleeded in and out.

"n-no" taehyung was full on sobbing and hiccuping now, each of jungkooks words hitting him like a truck, making him imagine the worst possible scenario for himself.

"but i can't just let you go around being bratty" jungkooks dark eyes were on taehyung, almost a scandalous gentleness in his voice, and it makes taehyung stop fighting, almost enthralled by the fake concern laced in it.

"i w-wont be bratty-" taehyung said over a pouty lip and hiccups.

jungkook just loves manipulating people, to gently jab on their weak points and get them moulded so perfectly for him. there is so much delight in watching them break apart for him.

"will you be a good little bitch for alpha?" jungkook rumbled, using the knife handle to push away some of the dark locks from ontop of taehyungs blown out pupils.

taehyung wordlessly nodded, his eyes not tearing away from the knife.

"use your words, pup" jungkook demanded and he saw the hesitation in taehyungs eyes.

"come on now. dont make your alpha mad" jungkook clicked his tongue, the knife slightly caressing taehyungs cheek again.

"i- i will be a-- good little bitch" taehyung grinded out the last part.

"such a good pup" jungkook praised, satisfied, and taehyungs lashes fluttered on its own.

taehyung was touch starved, a lonely soul with so much sadness in him. sometimes even a good gesture from an enemy could thaw some of that hollowness.

"you think there is a pup in here yet?" jungkook asked after a beat of silence, pressing the handle of the knife on taehyungs exposed tummy.

" 'dunno" taehyung said after shaking his head, blinking his wet lashes up at the alpha.

"hmm those pregnancy kits you ordered should be here tomorrow. if its negative, alpha has to bred you again, dont i ?" jungkook said as if it is a cumbersome task, and taehyung nodded his head again.

the omega felt fuzzy- he doesn't know if its the shock or adrenaline, every muscle of him felt like jelly, even his eyelids.

"go to sleep" this time instead of the knife, he felt the alphas rough hand on his torso and a light gasp fell from his lips as his eyes fluttered close.

for a minute taehyung can imagine those hands belonged to someone who cared for him, instead of the hell thats surrounding him since birth.

he could just so easily pretend that those hands are holding him with love and not like a toy the alpha can manipulate to his own needs.

taehyung could just so easily pretend, the world is not that cruel to him.

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the next day taehyung woke up disoriented and alone as always, the torn robe pooling around him.

when the omega went to get a change of dress, he wasn't surprised to see that every one of the modest clothes in his cupboard was missing, along with the laptop and card.

all there were left was the silk and lace robes, dresses and cosmetics- everything fit for a good little bitch.

there was also a package on the cupboard with everything he had ordered last day.

considering his male omega genetics, if he is pregnant it would be showing up on the tests in 24 hours.

so, he begrudgingly yanked off the packaging, then going through the instructions, dipping it in urine, then placing three of it on the counter as he freshened up.

he should be pregnant isn't he? he hopes so because he doesn't want to go through another night again.

it was nerve-wracking as he got out of the shower and went to the counter, the curiosity getting the best of him.

no matter how much taehyung seems to hate it, to have pups is almost a natural instinct of his omega side and taehyung cant really keep down the little hope as he peered at the three tests.

one single line stared back at him.

it was negative.

anger? frustration? taehyung doesn't know the emotion thats going through him as he yanked all three pregnancy tests and threw it at the wall.

still wet from shower and only in the bath robe he got out, tears of anger pooling down his face as he threw and broke anything and everything he found on the room.

there was shame in his omega side, anger in his human side and he was clouded by both.

the bedding tore as he yanked at it, there were glass shatterings and torn clothes all over the floor.

taehyung toppled down the contents of the cupboard and threw the chair at the wall.

finally that itch on him died down and he fell right amidst all the mess and cried his heart out.

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