namjoon was furious.

he didn't had the usual timidness when he entered the jeon mansion today, rather prowled through the corridors, taking the elevator, furiously pushing the 4th button to the mafia head's floor.

seokjin was at the front of his room probably would have got noticed the moment namjoon appeared unannounced, his long pink robe loosely draped over him, the slit exposing long milky legs as he nursed a hot cup of morning coffee in his hand.

"what a pleasant surprise" he drawled just as the seething form of the alpha stopped right infront of him- more like towering over him- but seokjin didn't move a muscle, nor bat an eyelash.

"why did you call nayeon here yesterday?" namjoon all but seethed, jaws locked and dragon like eyes narrowed.

"oh? that-" seokjin turned around smoothly, taking slow steps further into his lavish bedroom,

"just one of us needed some medical assistance and since your sister is a doctor-" seokjin shrugged taking a sip of his coffee.

"you- you fucking promised you'd leave my family alone" namjoon sauntered forward, his scent too spicy, restless and accusing.

"no one hurt her. she did her job, we paid her and she left" seokjin nonchalantly said, elegantly placing the mug down before turning towards namjoon.

this time seokjins face was not calm, rather a calculated dominance.

"dont you dare drag her into this-" namjoon growled out, vision blinded by rage.

"now now watch that tone, joonie" seokjin had took one neatly manicured finger vertical to the alphas lips.

"your family is unharmed, right? and we would like to keep it the same, dont we now?" seokjin tsked and smirked the way namjoon practically deflated under his finger tips.

namjoon is the same as the first day seokjin had saw him. young and with too much enthusiasm to wipe away all the bad in this world, he dared to snoop into seokjins business,

now even years after, seokjin finds much pleasure in seeing him tied around his fingertips.

"hyungnim-" namjoon looked distraught, finally the weight of how he raised his voice at the one he fears most fell on him.

"i must say i really enjoyed seeing you-" his elegant hand glided down from namjoons plump lips, to his sharp jaws down to his chest, "-so worked up", he looked up with those sultry eyes.

"but i dont want that attitude anywhere near me-" the same hand traveled up, gripping onto namjoons jaw,

"- unless your knot is nine inches deep inside me, alpha" seokjin languidly smirked at the dark flash of namjoons eyes,

seokjin then let out a chuckle and pushed namjoon out with the same hand on the others jaw before closing the massive door behind.

with his shoulders sagged and tension in every limbs of him, namjoon had descended down the elevator.

he had passed by many, but didn't lift his head up, although he respectfully moved to the side when maids carrying huge boxes were on their way to the elevator.

"all this for the kim omega-"

"has sir. young jeon gone soft for him?"

"-might have seduced that handsome alpha"

the maids were murmuring to each other over giggles as they walked past namjoon.

kim omega? namjoon momentarily stopped in his tracks.

taehyung, must be taehyung.

"the things that kid got tangled into" namjoon sighs, continuing his walking already feeling suffocated in the walls of this mansion.

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for the first time in so long there was not an overpowering distress surrounding taehyung.

he had slight bounce on his still healing foot, a small smile on the ends of his lips and excited hands clasped at his front as maids brought in packets and packets of nesting materials.

and thankfully jungkook was inside on one of the other rooms doing god knows what since morning.

so the omega didn't had anything to fear now as his hands clutched at the front of his short robe and he bowed as the maids left after placing a tray of breakfast for him.

taehyung doesn't really have no clue whats with the sudden care, but he isn't complaining one bit.

after he had downed the rice, soup and the medicines, he had sat criss-crossed on the floor, tearing out the protective packaging around the blankets and pillows, placing it in a heep on the bed.

truthfully taehyung was exhausted and still had a lingering fever.

but the possibility of having a cozy nest overpowers all, as he one by one arranges it around the large bed.

he doesn't know how much time flies by,

but once his nest was warm and shaped to his liking, taehyung was bubbling with joy, letting his face fall to the centre of all of it, rubbing his scent glands into the sheets and purring softly.

"i see you're feeling better now" taehyungs froze at the sound, hooded eyes wide as he looked up at the doorway, jungkook in his office attire standing there and watching him.

taehyung doesn't answer, instead furrowed his eyebrows and curled up facing the other side, his hands gliding across the soft blankets and sighing at the feel of it. how he wish jimin was here to scent it.

retreating footsteps indicated that jungkook indeed has left for the day. so taehyung closed the door, got out of his robes and made it a mission to scent every corner of his nest, until the room is suffocating with his sweetness.

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at his office, jungkook had an unexpected call today.

"kim?" jungkook voice didn't conceal the displeasure as he spoke into the phone.

"-just wanted to know if my precious son is alive with the jeons" kyungjae faked a sympathetic tone.

"why no public appearances yet? you know there are talkings going on about it here and there-" kyungjae was having much pleasure testing jungkooks patience today.

"and is there any happy news yet?" it was mocking.

"not yet" jungkook had gritted out into the phone, already feeling a headache creeping up.

"ah thats concerning. aren't you an alpha after all?" that was a very much direct insinuation.

"just buying you more time to knit those socks for your future grandchild, kim" jungkook retorted, voice borderline to a growl.

"how considerate of you, jeon" kyungjae seems to tone it down and jungkook had cut the call without anymore formalities, quite agitated and that had ended with him working out all that anger in the company gym.

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the maids had brought in all the meals for taehyung today- all delicious, tons of protein, too much food and the omega was happy about it.

it was dinner time and as expected there was a knock at the door before they got in with trays of food and neatly placing it on the table.

the maids never utter a word or even look up, as they went about with their job.

just when taehyung had the courage to start a small talk with them, the ding of the elevator resonated the room.

"out" jungkook said signaling his hand to the door and the maids had scrambled out after a deep bow.

to jungkook, there is something so satisfying to see taehyung inside his abode, like now, two wide eyes with a hint of fear looking up at jungkook,

that face, oh god that face, it would be a lie if jungkook said taehyung isn't beautiful.

his every little movement, like the subtle way he's pushing down at the ends of his flimsy robe, the little flicker of his eyelashes,

jungkook wants to devour him, wants to break him.

there is an insistent pounding in his head that had been there since the call from kyungjae, from the every bit of disrespectfulness that was directed towards him,

and somehow seeing one of those same kims at his mercy,

just the thought that he could do anything to him and no one would dare stop him,

it quenches his anger.

even as he stops infront of taehyungs form and see the slight quiver that ran through the other, utterly satisfying.

jungkook feeds on that power.

he thrives on others weakness.

thats how he had molded himself to be.

especially on days like these when he has encounters with scums who try to rule on him, the alpha in him riles up.

when jungkooks hand snakes around taehyungs waist, he repulses.

the omega had looked momentarily alarmed when he was pressed face first into the adjacent wall.

"promised to breed you full, didn't i?" jungkook whispered into taehyungs ear and he loves to see the helplessness,

that no matter what, even if he likes it or not, taehyung would have to take what he is given.

and the omega takes it without an utter of complaint, though with a lot of fury,

and jungkook basks in it,

from every quiver of the other, to every whimpers and whines.

jungkook knows the omega want this to be done as soon as possible,

so he takes his sweet time.

he preps taehyung slow, making sure he feels every ridge of his fingers inside him and pumps it till taehyung is dripping wet.

taehyung struggles to keep his legs up but jungkook doesn't allow him to move, instead preses him closer to the wall, ass pushed back, palm adorned with the wedding ring flat against the wall.

taehyung cries out when jungkooks cock pushes inside him and he whimpers in the alphas hold.

" 's too much, alpha" the omega whimpers out all the while pushing his ass back for more.

"you'll take everything your alpha gives you" jungkook growls out and taehyung goes lax for him, too far gone into the pleasure to care about himself.

jungkook knows taehyung loves attention.

poor little thing responds to every little touch of him as if he is starved, but the omega has got too much fight in him to accept it.

by the time the alphas knot locks in place, taehyung is shaking in his arms.

"cum for your alpha" jungkook murmurs into the crook of his neck and taehyung does, whimpering through it as he paints the wall infront of him white.

and just as jungkook is done with him, he whines high for some loving like a needy little thing.

the arms that held him close withdraws and taehyungs knees give out.

he slides down to the floor gasping out as cum and slicks further leaks out him, eyes glassy and unfocused, yearning for something more, some love perhaps?

and he leans his head on the same cold wall, robe slipping down a dainty shoulder, skin tingling were jungkooks hands had gripped a tad too hard- him still catching his breath as jungkook retreats to take his routine shower and the food goes cold on the round table.

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