Mix and Match ~ TK

67

Jimin was standing in front of Jungkook's apartment door, hesitant.

The beta had come as soon as Taehyung fell asleep, seeing that the older wasn't answering the phone and Jimin needed to check on him. He just didn't expect to be welcomed by a half naked, barely awake Lucas.

"Uh, is Jungkook there?"

"Jimin? Woah! when did you come back?"

"Good morning to you too Lucas, I came back yesterday. Jungkook's here?"

Lucas suddenly moved away for the younger to get inside.

"Yeah yeah, he's showering."

Jimin reluctantly got inside, looking around with precaution before eyeing the taller beta with mild suspicion again.

"Want something to drink? Water perhaps?"

"What are you doing here?" The blonde couldn't help but question. He was just terribly confused, hoping things weren't what they looked like.

"Spent the night." Lucas spoke with his back to the beta, raiding the showering wolf's fridge. "Beer?"

Jimin shook his head and looked down to his phone. Jungkook had mentioned his friendship with Lucas on multiple occasions and Jimin had seen it when they were at the cabins with his own eyes. Back then, he was secretly happy that the true blood had found comfort somewhere outside his forced link with the alpha. But why was he having weird feelings about it now?

"Lulu, did you make bre-" Jungkook stopped midway as he noticed the blonde figure of the intruder. "Jiminie!"

The said wolf didn't have time to collect his thoughts before he was engulfed in a tight hug that he was halfway returning.

"You didn't say you were coming! I missed you!"

Jimin stared at the bare upper half of the true blood, picking out his clean neck and spotless skin. Maybe he was simply overthinking this.

"Yeah sorry, it was kinda rushed." Jimin stepped out from the hug, scratching the back of his neck and offering the boy a shy grin. "Your brother is here too. And Hobi."

Jungkook smile widened immensely and Jimin suddenly wanted to beat himself up for thinking ill of the adorable bunny-looking alpha.

"I wanted to come see Taehyung."

Like a switch turned off, Jungkook's entire face fell and he was now eyeing the ground as if he was a little kid who just got scolded.

"Right."

"Do you know what happened?" Jimin pushed, hoping the older would tell him everything and he could go back to pushing them into each other's arms.

"Uhm.." Jungkook chanced a look at Lucas who nodded slowly and turned to the entrance, leaving both friends alone.

Jungkook took Jimin's hand and sat him on the couch mumbling something about changing his clothes first before talking. Jimin nodded and sat waiting for the ravenette to get dressed. A couple minutes later, Jungkook was sitting facing him with a black turtleneck and tight jeans.

"I wasn't there when he harmed himself and passed out. I was with Lucas." Jimin only stared at him, waiting and hoping for more explanation. "He and I had an argument the day before." The true blood admitted, hands playing with the sequins on the pillow that was laying beside him. "He.. uhm.. we did some stuff and he implied that they were one-sided."

Jimin's eyes widened, not expecting to hear something so personal about their relationship. Or lack there-of more specifically.

"I thought everything was going alright?" Jungkook shook his head, an ironic laugh bubbling out of him. He couldn't stop himself. Things were the farthest from alright. He just didn't want to burden anyone with unnecessary details of his non-exiting love life.
But he knew Jimin would want to know what's going on. Taehyung was his best friend.

"He isn't doing okay. Taehyung is sick. He has night terrors, he burst into tears at abnormal times of the day and the only reason he was... intimate with me was because of the mate bond. Everyone knows what happened when none of us consumed it and I guess he preferred giving himself to me unwillingly over suffering from its pain."
Jungkook breathed in, pushing himself to lay it all out.
"Anyways, now that I'm aware of it I will absolutely not approach him without him verbally requesting it. But..."

"What is it?" Jimin whispered when the older appeared to be at loss for words.

"I can't do this anymore, Jimin." He finally admitted to the blonde's horror.
"Taehyung needs professional help. He refuses mine categorically and staying by his side causes him more hurting than anything else. Everything was better before I came into his life. I regret it, Jimin. I really do." He took a second to inhale, seeming to debate wether or not he was going to say what's next. Jimin didn't need to wonder about it for long, "I want to reject the bond. I know he would want the same thing. If we both agree to it, there's nothing bad that can happen anymore, we would both be free and he would hopefully be treated and genuinely happy again. His depression is killing him from the inside out and... I feel it too. Whatever he feels I do too. It's horrible Jimin. I feel it when we kiss, when we touch. It's so bad. I want this to be over..."

Jungkook didn't feel the tears until they were wiped off by the blonde's small hands. His shoulders shook at the intensity of his emotions. He was finally able to say the words that strangled him these past days out loud.
Lucas has been the ultimate support system he could ever ask for but telling Jimin made the weight stumble out of his shoulders. He could breathe again.

Jimin didn't utter a word himself, only hugging the trembling alpha and praying the Goddess to relieve them all.
This was very bad indeed.

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"Taehyung, right?"

The brunette nodded his head lazily.

"Words, please."

"Yes."

"Full name, date of birth and sub-gender."

"Kim Tae Hyung. 30th December 1995. Alpha."

"Height, weight, mating situation."

"180cm, 64kgs," the strict-looking woman with a tight bun and spectacles pushed up her nose studied him intensely as she waited for his answer. "Single." He finished and she didn't waste a moment recording in her notebook.

"I heard from your brother that you found your fated."

Taehyung glared at her from where he was half laying on his bed. He knew she didn't just "hear" from his brother but practically forced the information from him. Taehyung hated the Council and their intrusive, twisted and revolting ways. They would pry into every pack and flipped every coin, look into every nook and cranny for knowledge that would benefit them, give them the upper hand.

"I did." He spat. She only scrutinized him and took some more notes.

"His name, age and sub-gender."

"Fucking ask him yourself." He gestured with his hand, looking away.

"So he lives here." She concluded.

"I didn't say that-"

"No, but you implied it." She offered him a tight-lipped smile. What a bitch.

"Why aren't you marked, then?"

"None of your fucking business!"

"We've got all day, alpha Taehyung. And I'm in no hurry." The venomous smile never left her mean features and Taehyung inaudibly gulped.
"So tell me again, why aren't you marked?"

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A.N: thank you guys for 10k I still can't believe it 💜 I purple you!!