《SECOND TRIAL | tk | ✓》43. REWARD
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outside, the sun had kissed the darkness, consuming the later, the beams scrambling from rocks to rocks, oceans to mountains and continents, prompting everything to slowly wake up into another tiresome day or joyful to the rare lucky ones.
its way too early for any consciousness to filter through his brain, but still awareness clogs taehyungs hazy mind.
the reason of it is the feel of a hand on him, alive fingers skimming under his pajama shirt over his bump, tracing unknown patterns on his skin.
the pups are asleep inside him, but his hand still grabs the wrist lightly pushing it away.
"you're awake?" jungkooks voice inquiries disrupting the silence of the room.
taehyung turns his face towards the sound at the culprit who literally poked him awake.
even in the dimness illuminated by a ceiling light, he could see the awakeness in jungkooks face as if the alpha never rested his eyes and slivers of anxious scents pertained around him that irritates the omegas own sensitive nose.
jungkooks silhouette scoots closer then, the alphas eyes flitting from taehyungs neck down to his shoulders where the strap of a bralette peeks from under the collar of the shirt.
"can i-" jungkook starts, licking his lips, the scents around him taking an interesting change.
"dont even think i'm going to let you fuck out your frustrations on me"
jungkook face-plants onto the pillow with a disgruntled huff.
"omegas literally throw themselves at me. so why-" why cant you let me fuck you? would have been jungkooks incompleted question.
not this again...
"i have better standards. you're far from my type" taehyung replies, monotone.
"oh i dont think so, baby. you begged for me too many times for me to believe that." jungkook scoffs, "so why are you playing hard to get now?" the alphas hand inches towards the other, but taehyung effectively slapped it away.
taehyung then turned to face jungkook with narrowed eyes.
"you literally tortured and manipulated me everyday. i had to get pregnant or you would've killed me-"
"we're married. isn't this your duty?" jungkook avoids the truth as always.
"you think marriage is all about fucking?"
"this is a contract" jungkook growls.
"you think that justify everything you have done to me?"
"we were enemies. was i supposed to coddle you?" jungkooks voice sounded irritated.
"i had no involvement in your mafia things- ever"
"but, you're my omega"
"yes i'm your omega. that doesn't mean you can control and abuse me-" "you should've cared for me-" taehyung seethes, breathing ragged, "you could have atleast treated me like a human" his eyes stings with tears, this talk too emotional for his pregnancy senses.
"-i wasn't that bad" jungkook told, more to himself.
"you need therapy." taehyung spits out and turns to the otherside, "forget it, even therapy cant save you" he grumbles under his breath and hugs a pillow to his chest.
jungkook for a second stares at the fading blue of taehyungs hair.
"Dont know how to act. Making more problems wherever you land. Cant even take care of his own omega..." seokjin's word repeated like a mantra in his head again.
jungkook rumbles, messing taehyungs nest in the process when he gets out of the bed.
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he stumbles out of the room, slamming the door behind him, sauntering towards the refrigerator hoping to find something to drink.
he hates that his hyungs words are affecting him so much. but maybe those are inevitable, as he had grew under seokjins praises, to be perfect? ruthless? to make him proud?
or if else, the jungkook from ten years ago feared his hyung would leave him too.
he is angry at seokjin too.
he was taught to be strong, efficient, cruel until he gets what he aims for, be merciless- hell he even agreed to the marriage to not burden his hyung.
all of this mess, only to leave him in it alone? to blame all of it on jungkook?
and now jungkook has an omega who acts the victim, two pups on the way which he was not ready for and a future which unsettles him.
all of this for some meager price of guns and armory?
jungkook doesn't know what seokjin wants from him anymore.
care for the omega? be the perfect alpha for him? make sure the pups come out healthy? then end the marriage? let everything go?
wont that be same as him losing his family all over again?
he loved the first one he had, therefore it hurt when they went away.
if he hate this one enough, maybe it will hurt less?
like that one slip of tongue and the confession that followed, jungkook thought hating taehyung is easier.
but his own little logics doesn't make sense for him anymore.
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later when sun was high in the sky and jungkooks head was heated up to match the temperature, the alpha found himself at chanel for some new suit fittings.
its not that he doesn't have work to do, but his head is in places today and he can't concentrate.
while browsing through the jacket aisle did he saw the familiar head at the far end of the shop.
"hoseok?" he calls once he was somewhere close to the person shopping on the omega side of the shop.
the alpha promptly jumps, turning around clutching a hand to his heart and his face moved from confusion to fear that quickly was masked by his usual cheerful face, but jungkook was quick to notice.
"sir. young jeon" hoseok bows a ninety.
"what are you doing here?" jungkook asks eyeing the colorful aisles packed with high quality nesting supplies to accessories and dresses.
"uhh shopping" hoseok laughs, impulsively taking a black short skirt from the shelf.
jungkooks eyes narrows.
"last time i checked yoongi doesn't wear skirts- or is he into omega clothes?" he cocks a head and hoseok sweats.
"no uh-- its not eh sir--" hoseok stammers.
"okay look man. i know its not my business, but if you're cheating on yoongi, its a bad move" jungkook warns.
"oh no no i would never" hoseok made a disgruntled noise.
"good" jungkook says, assessing.
"its that-- we both are kind of seeing someone" hoseok then looks at the skirt in his hand, "uh we are courting her." hoseok mentally cringes, but molds the partial truth hoping jungkook would believe it.
jungkooks eyebrows shoots up.
"well good for you both. that explains why we barely see you two in the mansion anymore" jungkook says and hoseok laughs sheepishly.
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"are you here to shop for taehyung-ssi?" hoseok promptly asks, diverting from the topic.
jungkook eyes again flits through the array of things on display and hums.
"you are courting the omega? what all are you buying for her?" jungkook asks instead of answering.
"oh just stuffs. you know they love jewelry, clothes, even plushies" hoseok says bashfully.
"why do you buy them for her?"
"its just-- rewarding to see her get happy and she deserves to be cherished. besides she looks good in everything- the most beautiful omega i have ever seen" he sighs, dreamily.
"you seem smitten" jungkook states as a matter of fact and hoseok only shrugs, cheeks flushing before he straightens up reminding himself that he is standing infront of his boss.
they both then just continues shopping, hoseok walking here and there adding things after things to the heap on an assistants hand, while jungkook stays there quizzically.
and a lot of staring later he decides on one item and asked for it to be cashed.
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that evening, little yet significant things happened in the life of the 7 men tangled in the web of life.
for instance, hoseok had came home with two chanel bags, one each for yoongi and jimin.
"what are you now? our sugar daddy?" yoongi jokes, popping another tangerine in his mouth.
"cant blame me. my beautiful boyfriends deserves to be spolied" hoseok deems with a kiss on each of their foreheads and nuzzles.
jimin seeing he's got new clothes ran to the ensuite to get changed, the alpha and beta smiling fondly at his excitement.
-few seconds later-
"hobi hyung, how did you know i liked skirts?!" both of them looked at the source of the squeal.
yoongi promptly choked on his tangerine and hoseok popped a heart boner.
the short skirt that hoseok had hastily picked up during his interaction with jungkook now adorned beautifully on the omega who is now twirling infront of the mirror.
hoseok took one look at the cinched waist and fleets teasing milky thighs and gulped before he end up drooling onto yoongi's shoulder.
"oh i'm going to buy him a whole skirt store" yoongi whispered transfixed and the alpha easily agreed.
on the other side of the state, away from the posh areas, after a busy day of job, namjoon was walking upto his humble home.
even if the house looked rather dull, it was still home; a place he cherished with his mother, sister and his beloved plants.
the thought brought a smile to his lips, but it soon got erased when he spotted a Mercedes looking so out of place infront of his home.
namjoons step quickened.
his mother was alone in the home today.
the car was empty, so he hurried towards the front door and rapidly knocked, heart beating out of his chest.
the door opened in no time, but it wasn't his mother who greeted him.
there stood jeon seokjin, looking immaculate, wearing a dress shirt and pants that might cost a year of his house rent.
"where is she?" namjoon growled onto the betas face, pushing himself through the door.
the house was filled with warm aroma of home cooked meal and namjoon sighed relieved when he saw the silhoutte of his mother cooking near the stove.
"you haven't been answering my calls. so i thought i'd give you a visit" seokjin whispers coming up behind him.
"hyungnim-" namjoon was interrupted by his mothers voice coming from kitchen.
"joon-ah, why you never told me about your lovely friend over here?" she sounded delighted.
then the conversations flew, namjoon acting like they know each other so well and that this wasn't a mafia leader in his house, seokjin all polite and laughing while namjoons mother seemed delighted at the company.
the alpha too indulged, for it was rare to see his sick mother be so active.
when the dinner was served, namjoon took a seat at the 3 chair round table, sitting rather close to seokjin so he can stop him if he dare try something.
namjoons mother gave a teasing smile at namjoon for it, hoping his socially constipated son is finally showing interest in someone.
then they ate happily, seokjin moaned around the pasta and even finished the side dishes.
"eommoni-" namjoons head jerked at the sharp change of tone from seokjin.
seokjin looked staright at namjoons mother, a smirk on his lips-
"what do you call a fake noodle?"
namjoons mother blinked.
"an-- An Impasta!"
seokjin laughed out wheezing squeaky, head thrown back and hitting namjoons shoulder and even the eomma too couldnt stop herself from laughing into her hand.
seeing that even namjoons lips twitched up, finally relaxing.
at the jeon mansion, jungkook had came back early after a not so productive day.
he stood by the door until the maids brought in and put away the new suits then locked the door behind and ventured into his room.
taehyung was sprawled on the bed as usual, netflix playing on his laptop.
when the omega didn't even lift his head up, jungkook cleared his throat for attention.
taehyung turned to him, unimpressed.
"for you" jungkook extended a small black shopping bag and dropped it onto the omegas lap.
taehyung eyed it wearily, looking between the bag and jungkook before he peered inside and took the content from inside.
"a lipgloss?" taehyung eyed the pink tube in his hand, then raising his brows at the alpha.
"is there an ulterior motive behind this?" he then asks.
jungkook glares then from where he was taking off his tie.
"what? saw it and thought you'd like it" he says before dissappearing into the bathroom for his routine shower.
really now?
taehyung then carefully twisted the cap, watching the the pink gloss glitter under the light.
it smelled like strawberry.
oh!
later when jungkook got out of the shower, taehyung had his eyes again on the laptop, but he didn't miss the light sheen on the others already rosy lips.
now, jungkook understands the "rewarding" part hoseok had said.
must be it because,
he doesn't know what else to name the bubbling he just felt somewhere inside him.
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got carried away and the chapter got longer hehe.
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