Euphoria | tk [editing]

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published: 18/12/21
edited: 08/05/25

The Black's territory was different. It was darker, colder, surrounded by dense woods that seemed to watch every step Jungkook took. Though he was seated at the long table with other future alphas, politely listening to their discussions, his heart wasn't there.

His mind was far, far away.

It was with a boy back home.

With soft brown eyes and a mischievous smile. With wild curls and a voice that always made the world seem a little softer.

Jungkook's fingers subconsciously tapped against the polished wooden table as he fought the ache in his chest. He missed him more than he expected, missed his warmth, his laughter, the way his scent always lingered in his clothes.

He hadn't even been gone a full day.

Then, as if summoned by thought, a soft ding vibrated against his leg. Jungkook shifted in his seat, discreetly pulling his phone from his pocket beneath the table. His eyes softened the moment he saw the name glowing on his screen.

Love ❤️
come fast fast 💨
I'm already missing you 🥺

A smile ghosted across Jungkook's lips. It was small, the ones Taehyung always drew from him without even trying. His fingers hovered over the screen, ready to respond with something teasing and sweet when a sudden scent hit him.

It was sweet, earthy & floral.

But unlike anything he had ever smelled before.

His head snapped up, heart pounding as the scent grew stronger, toxicating, invasive, threading into his lungs and curling down to his core.

His eyes flickered.

Brown. Red. Brown again.

The primal part of him, his Alpha was stirring restlessly, clawing just beneath his skin. He stood without realizing, body moving before his mind caught up.

And then, he saw them.

Across the room, standing in the arched doorway, was someone around his age. Delicate features, moon like eyes, and that scent clinging to every inch of them like a second skin.

Their gaze locked. And the world fell away.

There was bo sound, just the undeniable pull between two souls written into each other's bones.

A single word passed between them, whispered on instinct, not spoken aloud, yet felt so loudly it made Jungkook's knees weaken.

"Mates."

He stood frozen, chest heaving. The phone still buzzed faintly in his hand.
Taehyung's message glowing brightly on the screen.

I'm missing you.

But fate had arrived.

And it smelled like temptation and heartbreak all at once.