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Hoseok pov

I sighed and threw my bag on the couch as I came back home from work.

I went to the bathroom and quickly refreshed myself. Then I went to bedroom and stood in front of our... now only my closet.

I opened the doors and looked at the contents of it. The clothes still had my and Jungkook's smell. As if nothing had happened.

I picked his clothes and threw them on our... now only my bed. It formed kind of a nestle, that I willingly buried myself in.

His strong smell of protectiveness. My... Now just the alpha always smelled as if he was using fine male perfumes.

The smell made me feel safe and like the rest of the world disappeared, although I couldn't feel his warmness. My inner omega was confused. There was his smell, but warm?

I rubbed one of his shirts against my face and flat belly.

I was deeply hypnotized by his longing scent.

I loved him too much. He had left me. He had hurt me. But I still loved him.

It was too cruel. But still so beautiful.

I hated him for what he had done. But if he had been back then, I would have hugged him, and made up with him.

His scent was my addiction.

He was my addiction

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