The night in Seoul was warm, the soft air stroking Jungkook’s skin as he and alpha Taehyung walked from their car that dropped them off to the exclusive modern building that housed Yoongi and Jimin’s apartment.
They had spent the fun evening with Taehyung’s pack brother and his mate, introducing them and a small impromptu introduction of how their pack hierarchy works. Yoongi as a musician has played his slow songs, as per his husband’s request, to make their gathering more intimate.
Jungkook had fun during their brief visit, Jimin, and Yoongi were great, talented and prominent people. He ended up inviting them over to the villa in their free time for tomorrow morning they would return to the villa.
Of course, Jungkook was looking forward to seeing the twins.
On the way up to the place in the lift, Jungkook pleaded mentally, “Please let everything be alright. Let things work out… for all of us.”
And by all Jungkook included the new life Jungkook was carrying as they entered the apartment building Taehyung reached for Jungkook's hand.
Neither of them said anything, Jungkook's heart leapt and then thudded into the side of his chest. He planned to tell Taehyung whilst he had had the chance. He slipped out into a chemist’s shop and bought a pregnancy testing kit to be doubly sure.
The omega would wait until they were back to use it and then he would tell the alpha, but not now because Jungkook wanted tonight to be very special.
Tonight Jungkook wanted to make love with Taehyung, knowing that he loved him.
In the small sitting room of the apartment, Taehyung removed the jacket of his linen suit, the small action tightened the fabric of his shirt against the muscles of his back, the omega gaze absorbed the movement, the now-familiar ache of longing softening his belly and then spreading swiftly through him.
The omega’s sudden need to breathe more deeply, to take in oxygen, lifted his chest against the lining of his clothes, causing already aroused and sensitive nipples to react even more to the unintentional drag.
When Taehyung straightened up and turned around, he could see their swollen outline pressing eagerly. The alpha’s own body reacted to their provocation, confirming the need for Jungkook he had already known he felt.
Quickly Jungkook turned towards the door, not wanting Taehyung to see his expression, but to his astonishment, before he could reach it the alpha said quietly, “You looked beautiful tonight.”
The words were nothing, and yet they were everything.
Taehyung was telling Jungkook that he looked beautiful, he couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything other than stare back, torn between longing and disbelief.
The alpha came towards him, standing in front, lifting his hands to slide the fabric off the omega’s shoulders as he told him softly, “But you will look even more beautiful without it.”
Jungkook trembled from head to foot, hardly daring to breathe as Taehyung unbuttoned his button-down shirt to let it fall to the floor, cupping the side of his face and kissed him.
Taehyung was kissing him as the omega kissed back.
Kissing deeply and holding him passionately, feeling all the omega’s doubts and fears slip away as he claimed him. The alpha’s lightest touch made his body shudder softly and swiftly, building paroxysms of pleasure.
The sensation of Taehyung’s hands on his body, shaping and caressing it, carried Jungkook on a surging tide of desire, as a tribute offered to an all-powerful conqueror.
