the sky danced a mirth of black traversed by the milkiness of the moon, unbothered by the ups and downs of mortal realm below.
still on his run from pharmacy, jungkooks breath came out in smokes of white kissing the same chilly night, exhilaration weighing each of the breath to be be shorter than the last.
the bag in his hand had took the brunt of the long run, it now crinkled but the contents inside intact as possible.
"oh thank god! we were waiting for you" the beta that had found them was by the corridor, with anxious hands that clutched onto jungkooks hoodie and pulled him along with her.
jungkooks vision swimmed for a second, the exhaustion of the dreaded day catching upto him, which he cleared by shaking his head and running a hand through the sweaty mess of hair.
his nose wrinkled, swallowing a fit of coughs when the alpha was sprayed head to toe in scent blockers and was pushed into an infirmary.
jungkooks steps staggered considering how much his scent diminished; it felt like losing one of his senses, but he had no choice but to push through.
"he wont calm down. we really aren't equipped so much here- so if he dont cooperate, this wont go smoothly" the only doctor here jungkook supposes warned him.
jungkook blinked his eyes to adjust to the sudden bright lights as his instincts guided him towards taehyungs scent, where he found the omega on a bed hooked to an iv in an epitome of distress.
taehyungs tired wet eyes found jungkooks just as the alpha entered and that was all it took for more tears to cascade down those cheeks, lips wobbling, inching to the beginning of another breakdown.
"i-i cant do this-- just please. i cant--" taehyung hiccuped, the souring scents settling like a thundering cloud around the room, hands impatiently wringing the blue bed cover to stop himself from extending it towards the alpha.
jungkook however took his steps towards the bed, now close taehyung couldn't help but grab onto the ends of jungkooks hoodie sleeve.
"you have to do this" the alpha growled as if the omega just said the most absurd of the things, but taehyung shakes his head before glancing at the cracked ceiling, taking too shallow breaths to be healthy.
his mouth falls open in a silent scream when another contaction hits, body automatically trying to close in on itself and hand leaving jungkook in favor of clutching onto his bump.
"breathe taehyung- take deep breaths" jungkook couldn't help but to feel concerned considering the odd situation they found themselves in. after all the preparations he had took to make sure this goes safely, how ironic they ended up in the worst case imaginable.
the omega was greedily heaving for breaths, eyes red rimmed and skin feverishly hot,
the alphas fingers moved the hair sticking on the omegas forehead, gently running his fingers through them in the only comforting gesture he knows.
"i know you want to meet them badly--" jungkooks voice says hoarse,
"so lets do this hm?" he asks meeting taehyungs eyes while trying to appear confident as he usually is,
because jungkook might have lost a great deal of things that day, but the thought of losing taehyung or his pups scares him the most.
seeing that taehyung isn't hyperventilating anymore, the doctor and a few assistants whom jungkook prays are qualified enough to handle this, flurry around them.
a cloth partition was placed covering taehyungs lower half and taehyung writhed through a series of contractions in the mean time through which jungkook reminded the other to breathe, fingers a death grip on jungkooks wrist as if he is afraid to lose the last bit of support.
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SECOND TRIAL | tk | ✓
Fanfic- the way jungkook coiled around taehyung was reminiscent of the swines of tattoos that twirled in the laters arm, dragging the omega down to his worst ever nightmare, to his second trial. "oh darling, we are supposed to hate each other. murderously...
