Sealed With A Kiss

7. Iris

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there's nothing that could've prepared him for her sudden appearance, foxlike eyes so weak yet beautiful.

yoongi remembers being fascinated by that very dark orbs seven years ago, in that cheap train ride to daegu.

but looking at it now makes him feel nauseated.

he wants to cry, snap at her to leave but the urge to pull her into his arms is stronger.

she looks different now, her jet black hair is in a neat ponytail and her skin is paler than he remembers it to be. she looks more mature, posture straight and stern.

her lips stretched into a practiced smile.

"why are you here?"

his voice is barely above a whisper, tears pooling in the corner of his eyes. her smile drops, gulping down the lump that had formed deep in her throat.

"how are you, alpha?"

yoongi lets out a humourless chuckle, his lips quirked up in a sarcastic smirk.

"i'm doing just fine, omega. much better than i've ever been in the last few years."

she flinches at the tone, letting her own tears free as she eyes the reserved alpha.

his scent is thick with want, desire and anger.

but somewhere in, she could smell the sweet peachy scent on him.

"i know you're not interested in talking to me and i know what i did is beyond forgivable but i'm here to ask a favour."

her voice is wavering, shaky as she hangs her head low. he had to admit, yoongi has never seen the woman look so vulnerable, not even when she failed her auditions years ago.

"i'm in my rut, omega. i can't help you at the moment."

he says, not being able to refuse despite wanting her to leave.

"alpha.."

she's pleading now, her cheeks stained with fresh set of tears as gets down on her knees, her lips trembling.

"i beg you, please help me."

and the alpha feels so conflicted, a small part in him wanting to hug her and comfort her in his warm embrace because as much as he would like to deny, this the first woman he had fell for.

"come in."

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waking up next to a pup by his side felt surreal for the omega.

hoseok eyes the sleeping four year old with a fond look, caressing the boy's cheeks with his soft fingertips.

jungkook looks so peaceful, sleeping without a care and the omega wants to scoop him in his arms and hold him close to his chest.

"wakey wakey, sweet boy."

he whispers, leaning over to kiss the pup's hair. the omega can't help but to chuckle when jungkook whines in a daze, stomach rumbling in hunger.

"is little koo hungry?"

the brunette asks, pushing the duvet off of him as he stands up with a stretch of his arms. jungkook sits up on the bed while nodding his head, his hair sticking up in different directions as he whispers a small "food" only audible for the two of them.