- ever thought why storms are named after people? -

taehyung remained numb after the tears were done shedding.

honestly the omega doesn't know why he cried anymore. sure he doesn't care about jungkook enough to grieve.

if you ask him, taehyung will say he did feel saddened- like that one time jimin saw a bird with one leg and ended up crying all night- that kinda type of sadness.

but everytime he looks at his pups, he cant help but feel gloomy, remembering the last one month jungkook desperately tried to spend every moment with them.

in that gloomy bubble, taehyung didn't really pay much thought when his phone ringed with an unknown number and he attended the call.

"hello, taehyung." the voice had taehyung freezing on his tracks.

"--hyung-nim?" he tentatively asked.

"none of that now-- just call me jin hyung" the voice said cheery.

taehyung was in a stupor. who the fuck talks like this hours after their only brother died?

"'m sorry about jungkook--" the omega hesitated.

"ha! about that. he is not dead"

"What?!"

"its complicated. thats why i need a help from you--"

"No!" taehyung immediately said.

"dont say like that! didn't he sacrificed a lot to help you on your labor!"

"he was the one who knocked me up!" taehyung retaliated, furious.

"but still. isn't he the father of your pups?" seokjins voice reminded, accusing.

"so?" taehyung bites back.

seokjin sighs.

"okay i know he's a little shit. but please-- we need your help before he gets killed" seokjins voice was borderline pleading.

-again, ever thought why storms are named after people?-

jungkook could hear the pitter patter of water droplets, like the water falling from a height forming a puddle, probably the result of a leaky ceiling.

its freezing; jungkook doesn't know if its from the blood loss or from the external rain, but everything is really cold; his fingers are numb were they are bound to the sides of the bed and lips cracking blue.

"you're awake?"

"open your eyes, alpha"

"i have a surprise for you"

the female voice circled around him, it infuriatingly familiar and the alpha opened his eyes to glare despite his throbbing head.

seeing the attention on her, she leans back on the rusty chair seductively, angling her heeled legs straight, lace covered bosom pushed forward as red nails twirled the long black hair, then mindlessly letting out pheromones enough to bring down an army of alphas to their knees.

"you psychopathic bitch--" jungkook snarls as his head plops back onto the blood stained pillow reclined against his back, coughing as words push out forcefully off his throat.

ayami laughs, pleased with herself.

"come on now, dont be mean. look i dressed up for you-" ayami chimes, twirling in her heels to show a 360 of her lingerie.

jungkook stares at the cracked ceiling trying to take less painful breaths.

jungkook heard another whine of his name before ayami again comes in his field of vision.

"darling, you only have me now. the sooner you warm up to me, the better" she takes a seat near jungkook, then leaning onto the alphas chest who wheezed out a breath when his broken ribs protested.

"-- the fuck are you talking about?!" jungkook growls, fingers forming a fist where they are bound.

"you see-- you're kind of dead to the outside world now. so you only have me now" ayami flutters her fake lashes.

a silence stretched inside the dingy room, as water continued leaking through the ceiling and ayami looked expectantly at the alpha.

"i should've just shot you that day in the office" jungkook snarled.

slap.

jungkooks bruised cheek throbbed and he tasted blood on his tongue.

"i told you to stop being mean" ayami's voice darkened, flicking hair off jungkooks forehead with the same hand with which she just slapped the alpha.

"--i will fucking kill you" jungkook growls with the last of his strength as the omega climbs on top of jungkook and straddles his waist.

jungkook tries to move his lower body, but the chains around his legs rattled leaving him immobile.

ayami sighed breathless on top of him, eyes hooded and air sweetening as if she is getting off of the alpha struggling under her.

ayami laughs again, this time her nails digging onto a blood stained part on jungkooks chest effectively causing jungkooks face to scrunch up in pain.

"i'd like to see you try" she mocks the alpha battered up under her mercy.

"you see-- your little mafia turns out to be no fun without the money. so we kinda want your company now" ayami says thoughtfully,

"you dont have to worry about anything-- my appa will bring the documents 'nd i will make you sign it" she says, eyes twinkling and jungkook grits his teeth.

"in the mean time, we can have a little fun" her siren eyes turns seductive as she rocks her hips once on top of the alpha.

jungkooks face sours in disgust.

"you can present like a bitch in heat and still i wouldn't want to even glance at you"

the clogging scent in the room turns bitter enough to erode iron,

"Why? only that whore does it for you now?"

still, ayami's face remained passive as she felt up jungkooks torso, remembering to painfully press into every bruise and cuts,

"speaking of him-- where is that omega and your two little spawns?" she enquires, tilting her face and pouting.

"i need to get rid of them too, so i can have you fully as my play toy".

"as if i will fucking tell you" the alpha spits out, trying to not wince when the others knees pushed on top of his sprained wrist.

"then i will find it on my own, alpha. you just have to worry about being mine"

ayami then glanced at the watch on her wrist.

"uh oh play time over. i need to go help my father now" she sighs and gets off the other.

but ayami didn't just left.

she rummaged through the mere contents on the rusty table and came back with a syringe,

and when she carelessly injected him with whatever drug, jungkook barely felt it through his already existing aches.

the omega stood, tenderly brushing jungkooks hair as the drug took effect and jungkooks awareness started slipping.

the alphas body shivered, the blood loss making him susceptible.

"...its cold" jungkook didn't even realize he said that.

"aw really, alpha?"

jungkook felt a warm press of lips on his bruised cheek.

"then i will turn on the air conditioning for you, darling".

- pspsps wanna know why storms are named after people?-

taehyung stood outside the enormous house, utterly clueless.

the oversized white shirt nearly drowned him and his blonde hair mused as the cold breeze gentle flew through it.

he had nearly forgotten the gentleness of korean weather.

he looked to both the sides of never ending abandoned land before facing the gate.

"p-please let me in- its really urgent" taehyungs wide eyes pleaded to the guards stationed there.

they laughed mockingly, eyeing taehyung up and down with their eyes.

taehyung mentally cursed seokjin for making him do this.

the guards threw crude remarks his way and taehyung had no choice but to continue beg with his head down in shame, until one of the guard from inside came out and let him in.

"master kang is going to have a feast with that one" one guard remarked as taehyung timidly walked past them and boisterous laughs followed after.

heart hammering in his chest, the omega shuffled after the person guiding him; into the new jeon mansion, the one kang formed after the last one succumbed to flames.

it was darker than the previous one, smelled like fear and death, and taehyung felt so out of place as he clutched at the ends of his long sleeves and walked into the darkness, away from the hungry eyes on the corridor that are following after him.

right now taehyung oddly felt deja vu, from that day he first met hoseok and yoongi as they forcefully took him to the old jeon mansion to meet with seokjin.

the giant door infront of him opened and taehyung was pushed inside. the omega stumbled, heart sinking when the door locked behind him and dishearteningly looked up to meet eyes with the one for whom he came here.

"what a pleasant surprise?!" kang slurred, the old alpha smelling of alcohol and despair, perched on the table leisurely eyed taehyung as if the omega is an exhibit.

"i know you have jungkook" taehyung didn't flit around the topic; even with his back pressed against the door to stay away as far as possible from kang, taehyung met his eyes dead on.

kang however laughed, head thrown back as if he's hearing the biggest joke.

"you pretty little thing came here alone to get your alpha back?" kang laughed his heart out.

taehyungs scent soured as he fidgeted.

"please-- dont kill him. j-just tell me where he is" he pleaded.

kang grinned, eyes daggers on taehyung.

"hmm i like when pretty omegas beg" kang abandoned his seat and lazily strode forward causing taehyung to step back only for him to meet with the door.

"you know, my daughter want to get rid of you-- but maybe i can keep you?" kang eyed taehyung like a predator.

"just please tell me where jungkook is?-- please-- i will do anything" taehyung pleaded, head drooped in shame.

"anything huh?" kang laughed again.

"little omega, when jeon first brought you into the mansion i thought he was going to share-- but greedy bastard didn't" kangs eyes darkened.

"--and now i have everything he had-- including you" the alpha scent was overpowering in the air.

then when the alpha took out a gun from his pocket, taehyung froze with eyes wide in fear.

"no-- dont--" he shivered like a leaf.

"what? are you scared, little omega?" kang mocked and taehyungs wide eyes filled with tears.

"listen carefully now-- if you want to get outta here, you'll have to please me?" the man smirked, eyes dark with hunger and gun swirling in his hand,

"now, take off your clothes, omega"

taehyung shook his head and moved away from the man, taking staggering steps backwards.

kang followed after him, excited as well as his patience slipping, lunging for taehyungs hands as the omega made an alarmed sound and ran to the other end of the room.

"no-- dont do this" taehyung pleaded, now cornered between the wall and the alpha, kang almost salivating as he sauntered forward.

taehyung tried to run again, but kang got him by the hand and slammed him onto the large window on that side of the room.

"caught you, little omega" kang sneered onto taehyungs scared face.

kang wanted the omega to cry and beg and scream. he is going to enjoy all of it.

atleast, that was what he expected.

instead, the omega he just caught didn't even flinch, no more shaking like a poor helpless thing.

kangs face furrowed as he looked down at taehyung, and the omega wasn't particularly looking up at him with scared puppy eyes either.

instead, the omega was looking straight ahead, or more like on his shoulder.

there glowed a red dot of a sniper gun,

precisely from hoseoks gun who is hiding somewhere meters away on the row of trees around the mansion.

honestly it was simple; taehyung just had to get inside the mansion and get kang on the line of vision for the gun.

"no. i caught you, old man" this time taehyung said, a confident smirk on his face.

- maybe this is why storms are named after people?

they start like a breeze, innocent,

until the next moment it hits you unexpected,

heart full of lightning and thunder roaring up to heavens way

fierce enough to destroy you.

a storm,

kinda little bit like taehyung. -

kangs face was stoic, but taehyung knew his brain must be calculating an escape.

so taehyung took the gun tucked on his waist, hidden under the oversized shirt; his little innocent persona was far effective, since guards who were busy spewing shit didn't even wave a metal detector his way.

"now, old man" taehyung pressed the the beretta equipped with a silencer on kangs chest, directly on other side of the sniper guns target.

"Tell me, Where is jungkook?"

besides, its not like a predator stands a chance against a storm, when it is uprooting oaks and eucalyptus of its home forest with just a swirl of air.

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