𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

☆ 𝐬 𝐭 𝐫 𝐢 𝐧 𝐠 𝐬 ☆

🍓 Synopsis 🍓

Taehyung helps jungkook with the strings of his corset.

/very irrelevant chapter warning/
/ancient days setting/

Male omegas are rare. Like extremely rare. And right now, there are only about 8 known omegas in the world. They are the only males that can potentially give birth to an heir, that too some of the strongest ones. And their beauty is just out of this world.

There were several laws passed for the protection of these ethereal werewolves, which include severe torture as punishment.

And it's safe to say that taehyung was more than elated when he found out that he was gonna marry one.

It was just a fine day when he received a proposal from the moonstone pack that their prince was willing to marry him. The moonstone pack was the most famous pack in the north, known for having the most gorgeous male omega as their prince. And boy did the people of moonstone pack like to boast about it.

Jeon Jungkook, the male omega prince of the moonstone pack had taken a liking towards Kim taehyung, the head alpha of red moon pack, which was also known as the strongest pack out there.

Taehyung had been in a trance the whole day. For a moment he even thought that the letter was fake and someone sent it for the sake of fun, which was however proved false at the beautiful symbol of the moonstone pack that no one can replicate except themselves despite how many ever attempts.

The male had ran into trees, pillars, tripped over his laces, dropped paperwork and what not. His mind was doing only one work the whole day, trying to form a face for the ethereal being jeon jungkook.

Yeah, he hadn't seen jungkook's face so far. Jungkook's father had passed strict laws against painting of jungkook. There was so far only one picture of the male which was placed proudly in the entrance of the palace.

And on the day of their wedding, taehyung almost fainted from how beautiful jungkook looked in the beautiful wedding gown. He could feel his wolf almost leap out of him in ecstacy when the smaller male's personal maid lifted his veil.

That was the most beautiful day for taehyung. No matter how many days he felt happy about something, nothing can change the happiness he felt on the day of their wedding.

And today, was the day of their ball. Taehyung which had arranged for the world to know that jungkook was his and his only. It was going to be held in the gigantic ball room of the red moon palace where almost every pack of the north was invited.

Right now jungkook was sitting on the bed, huffing with a cute pout on his lips. He was in their chambers. He had just gotten done with his hair and make up, which wasn't much just pretty flowers weaved into his raven locks and a pretty pink tint painted over his perfect lips, and was currently waiting for another maid to help him with his gown who was taking too long for his liking.

He sighed slightly and stood up, attempting to tie up his gown by himself. He reached his hands behind him, and started pulling the string of his corset, trying to make it as tight as possible. But with his strength he could hardly do it. His tongue poked out as he tried even harder. His hands grew redder and redder from the pressure he was applying on the strings.