Blues is usually reserved for the elites.

its a secret sanctuary of sorts for them to escape from reality,

a place with everything they want, all deepest desires wrapped up and ready; if they can throw in the money- be it alcohols, drugs or omegas or even alphas if thats what they prefer- they can have it all.

it was hypnotizing the way colors blended in the room- the red bleed of topaz prominent of all.

the air smelled of drugs and alcohol, smoke and sweat, arousal and power; there was an energy of sorts, like a clash of improbable considering such men and women of power are wining and dining in one room, under a single roof.

Blues was indeed scandalous tonight.

there were cages dangling down the high ceiling, men and women in barely any clothes dancing to the bass of music inside it, heels proud on the money the interested spectators rain on them.

no one holds back on nights like these; after all the very purpose of this was to show off- be it won bills or the pretty little omegas they have, submissive and dangling on their arms.

no amount of days of mental preparations taehyung took could help him swallow the reality.

his legs quivered were he stood, fingers shaky as his eyes swipped across the floors and ceiling.

it felt wrong; to breathe, to stand and to exist there- taehyung felt like an angel stepping foot into the throes of hell.

he swayed, and his feets moved on its own to wherever jungkook was dragging him to, his omega scared and uncomfortable as foreign eyes dragged over him from his first presence;

but whatsoever they didn't stray too long, for his identity is "sir. young jeons omega" for tonight and no one ever messes with the host of the party.

it was humid, taehyungs blonde hair stuck to his forehead and the mesh of the sleeves felt uncomfortable, more ever so as jungkooks palm was heavy on his waist as they moved in and further.

multiple heads bowed for jungkook and the bodyguards did clear the way until they were in a secluded section, a platform high with couches of leather and a view of the whole floor.

taehyung heaved out a breath when the attention on them reduced par and gulped out the startle when jungkook pulled him onto his lap and his hands found purchase on taehyungs tanned thighs possessively.

the sequence of jungkooks coat was rough against taehyungs bare shoulders and the alphas breath was tingling against his skin.

the omegas heart was still hammering as his eyes still flitted through the expanse of floor, from faces to faces- so he barely noticed the guests that joined them on the couch, only alerted by their presence when he felt jungkooks husky laugh against his ear.

"congratulations sir. young jeon. hope jeons gets a healthy heir-" taehyung heard the man say.

the man who looked like he's in his mid sixties; bald, wringly yet held a strong aura had an omega of his own too.

the girl, who looks too young, even younger than taehyung, clad in a too tight, too short black dress was kneeling by the floor, resting her head on the mans knees.

some alphas were like that- like to show the world how obedient their omegas are.

taehyung gulped, feeling sympathetic for her and scared for himself as he kept his head down, concentrating on leveling his breathing for now.

"i'm glad the fucking kims finally learned their place-" he heard the man spit out, and taehyung knew it was meant for him.

"speaking of the kims, haven't seen my father-in-law here?" jungkooks voice was mocking, his fingers digging under taehyungs corset to skim across the bare skin of his stomach. taehyung bit down on his lips, to keep down his anxiety and anger, zoning out all the talks around, until he felt jungkooks lips on the hoops of his earring.

"why dont you go explore, pup?" jungkook murmured against the shell of his ear. jungkooks hand were as always invasive, gliding up and down the expanse of taehyungs legs. the omega turned his head to see the old mans eyes lingering on the glide of those hands on him and he instinctively pulled his legs closer.

"go on.. alpha will find you" jungkook beckoned with that too sweet voice, as if he's reasoning with a young child who is lost and scared. afterall, thats what they reckon omegas to be.

taehyung didn't protest on that.

even if this entire place gets him uncomfortable, exploring will be much better than sitting on jungkooks lap like a trophy omega.

so the omega stood up, grimacing when the alpha placed a kiss on top of the corset around his middle; all an act, just to remind the curious spectators that he put a pup inside a kim omega.

taehyung took steady steps down the platform until he's away from jungkooks eye sight, flitting through all the people who looked down at him like he's a inanimate thing, with sneers and remarks thrown on his way,"thats jeons bitch", "kims secret son" "didn't knew he was hiding such a pretty thing", taehyung shuddered, still moved away until he found a comparatively secluded space by the bar.

taehyung sat there, eyes zoned out, acting unbothered until people lost interest in him; finally heaving out a breath when he got some time alone.

the party was worse that he thought it would be. truthfully he dreaded it because of the things he'd have to see- taehyung had to avert his eyes when he saw an omega on a leash- it made himself feel so helpless, to see all these people trapped.

all this makes him wonder if the freedom he hopes for is ever attainable.

how long he can survive, until he breaks again?

how long until jungkook will have his way with him?

how long until he become like just any omega here? leashed, on his knees-

he hopes he doesn't have to go through that.

just a month back he was close to breaking-

he had given up- his omega had taken over to be perfect for his alpha.

but now he has hopes- just 10 months more and he can escape, right?

taehyung was abruptly brought out of his thoughts when he felt a presence near him.

the omega tensed, wide eyes nervously flitting to the form now sitting on the high stool beside him.

"hey there, pretty" her voice was rough around the edges, the spicy scent clearly giving away that she's an alpha.

taehyung eyes took one glance before it went back to the dance floor again.

she was tall, taller than taehyung, wore a well fitted suit, hair shoulder length and aura so dominant- at this point any alpha made taehyung uncomfortable. so he hoped she would just leave him alone.

"hey come on. its so boring here. i just wanted to talk" her voice somehow was easy going as he leaned onto the counter of the bar,

"where's your alpha anyway? did that jeon go after another omega again?" now that statement made taehyung tense.

"he does that often, doesn't he?" it even surprised taehyung the way his own voice came out so venomous. these days its like his omega got a mouth of its own.

"you wouldn't wanna know-" the alpha rolled her eyes, long fingers thrumming to the bass of the music on the counter, not at all faced by the disrespect laced in taehyungs voice.

usually alphas would have rattled him or made him submit for raising his voice like that or for showing disrespect to alphas; taehyung nervously swallowed.

"can i buy you a drink?" she then asked after a comfortable silence, a smirk tugging on her red stained lips.

taehyung, still facing the dance floor, furrowed his eyebrows.

"firstly its a free bar--" taehyung stated and the alpha snorted sheepishly, a smile tugging at the end of the omegas lips too,

"secondly, im pregnant-- cant really drink" taehyungs voice was muffled by the music.

"i know, pretty. they've non-alcoholic ones here" the alpha rumbled, her coat parting to show too much of skin through the deep v neck of it as she turned to order the drinks,

this time taehyung too turning away on the stool to face the bar, momentarily forgetting all his anxiety.

seconds later, a bright pink drink was placed infront of him by her, with a glass of tequila held between her fingers too.

taehyung smiled, this time genuinely, his fingers danced around the edge of the short glass as he watched the alpha sip on her drink, her eyes occasionally flitting down to taehyungs neck, probably because of the assault of hickeys there.

taehyung was about to take the drink to his lips when fingers glided around his neck and he felt a firm body against his back.

"having fun, pup?" the familiar voice was nothing more than unwelcomed.

jungkooks rings were cool against his skin, the presence and scent itself overwhelming, as jungkook maneuvered taehyung to look up at him, slowly taking the glass from taehyungs hand when the omegas fingers quivered.

taehyung briefly wonders, how jungkook manage to present himself so intimidating. he wonders if everyone else has the same effect as him in the alphas presence.

"i see you made a new friend?" jungkooks statement had the alpha next to taehyung tensing, the bright pink of the drink casting a hue on jungkooks silver rings as he twirled it.

taehyungs breath had then voluntarily picked up at the sudden spike of alpha pheromones around him.

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across the dance floor, there were other familiar faces.

even through the explicit song that was playing, they moved side to side in each others embrace as if there is a song of their own playing in their head.

"i love you, yoongi" hoseoks voice was deep, hands ever so delicately holding the beta close.

"i love you too, sunshine-" yoongi's voice was muffled against the kiss he placed on hoseoks neck.

"no you don't-" hoseoks voice was too plain, too lost.

yoongi had lifted his head, forehead creased to look up at hoseok through the flashing lights above-

"what?-"

"you dont love me anymore"

yoongi's eyes had narrowed, quick in the way displeasure took over his face.

"dont talk nonsense, alpha" the beta huffed.

maybe it was the alcohol, or was it the suffocation of his heart, hoseok tongue didn't stop.

"you now love that omega-- not me" his voice was angry.

yoongi's eyes widened as he quickly looked around. talking about jimin in public is not going to end good.

"hoseok--stop. what are you even--" yoongi was frustrated.

"you dont love me, yoons" hoseoks eyes was a mosaic of sadness and lose as he moved away from yoongi, stumbling in his steps and moved towards the exit, with yoongi jogging after the alpha.

"hobi-- stop" yoongi finally got a hold on hoseoks coat, both of them outside blues in the now empty parking lot.

"i can never stop loving you, sunshine. about jimin, its just-- i dont know-" yoongi's confession felt too loud in the emptiness of the cold night.

hoseok then laughed, mockingly ever so and eyes glazed over.

"it hurts, yoons--"

"it hurts me when you look at him like that--"

"you are mine. Only mine." hoseoks mind was muddled with emotions as he cornered the beta against the concrete wall.

"only mine" hoseok growled before he attached their lips together, bruisingly and desperate.

when the grip got too painful, with all his might yoongi pushed away the alpha, hot breaths leaving pink lips.

hoseok too heaved, now one fresh tear rolling down the alphas left cheek.

"just tell me you dont love me"

hoseok said through a strained voice.

yoongi stayed mute,

even when he saw the pain on his lovers face and even when he saw hoseok walk away from him.

and once he was alone, he sat on the dirty concrete floor gripping his hair as he let out muffled screams of frustration.

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