"H-Hyung where is appa?" He asked trembling
"Don't worry Taehyungie, Hyung won't let anyone who hurt you live comfortably"
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"What d-did you do?"
"I killed him, for you. Now will you believe my love?"
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"Leave me alone, I am tired of being the o...
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Taehyung woke up the next day, eyes droopy and a yawn escaping his mouth which was fixed into a pout. He cursed at the sun for rising so fast because it had interrupted his beauty sleep. He shivered when he felt the air hit his sensitive chest, nipples slightly swollen and his torso was completely covered with dark purplish bruises and bitemarks.
Taehyung sighed when he saw his reflection in the mirror in front of the bed. He didn't know what fucked up relation he was in but he was certain about one thing.
There was no escape from his husband.
It felt weird to call Jungkook his husband because the younger had never seen the older as nothing more than his precious hyung who would always fulfil his wishes.
After his father died, Taehyung got to see a lot of different types of relationships. He began to feel envy fill his heart every time he saw an Alpha hugging and bring gifts for their omega. It was so beautiful to see how the omega would always get surprised with flowers and other gifts.
The relationship he envied the most was of Jimin and Yoongi.
Like don't get him wrong, he was not being malicious or anything. But everytime he sees Yoongi coming shyly and present Jimin with the most terrible gifts which never failed to make the latter throw his body back and laugh loudly, He feels a strange twinge in his heart.
A sense of loneliness covering his sight.
It was such a pretty sight to see Jimin snorting and teasing Yoongi for bringing things that were broken or terrible to be romantic gifts. Nevertheless, Jimin would always carefully store each gift that Yoongi gave him because he really adored them so much even if it was some random socks with cute piggies.
Taehyung sighed again as he remembered that he had someone now, He had his own mate now.
But why was he not happy?
He was still shaken from the past days events but he knew that Jungkook was his alpha and he has to accept the older no matter what.
God he was barely eighteen, and had already got mated and marked.
However even after all of that, Taehyung didn't feel an ounce of hate arise inside him for the older. He couldn't forget the way his heart beat quickened when Jungkook kissed him or the feeling of their bodies against each other.
Last night, Jungkook had made sweet love to him and now Taehyung was feeling like a passive lover.
He blushed slightly at the thought of yesterday because Jungkook hadn't hurt him, rather the older had taken care and worshipped him as he was the one in control.
