❝Those who are hardest to love needs it the most.❞ -Socrates
A story about a cocky trueblood that is yet to present and an equally feisty omega that can't put up with the former's problematic ass. Too bad they're fated mates.
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"Please leave us alone..."
Grunts.
"What a beautiful little omega."
Sweats.
"Such a beautiful little body."
Gasps.
"Damn look at these milkers."
Grunts.
"Would you let daddy have a peek?"
Sweats.
"Come on omega, don't resist. Open your legs for daddy. Let us fuck your dirty pussy nice and rough."
"Noooo."
He jolted awake, soaking wet with sweat in a pitch black room which panicked him further. His tear stained eyes spilled fresh tears unknowingly, as he began flailing his hands around in order to search for something to hold on to. His hands found an elevated surface, thinking it help him out in his state of frenzy, he went for it. The rounded glass clinked against the seemingly hard floor followed by a crash which evoked a sound of glass cracking. Ouch.
Scared, he backed away. His head bumped against the headboard and his hands reached for the pillow he was sleeping on. He hugged it against his chest and waited for someone to come save him from his misery.
Luckily, the door banged open with rays of light peeking through the slit, and in came a dark figure which he couldn't make out exactly.
"Hey, you okay?" The intruder let out, worry lacing his quiet hushed tone.
"W-who are you?" He cowered further into the bed, hands clutching the pillow firmly against his chest like his life depended on it.
Shit, the lights Jungkook. Turn the fucking light on.
A faint clicking sound broke through the otherwise sound room and brightness took its cover. The omega exhaled in relief feeling the suffocating darkness leave his body. He whipped his head around in 180 degree to see where the fuck was he and who the hell brought him in. That's when he met the sight of a familiar raven head.
"Jungwoon?" The omega lifted a questioning brow at the perturbed raven.
Great, he doesn't even remember my name!
"Jung-kook. Jeon Jungkook." He corrected, eyes going wide in sheer disbelief.
"What am I doing here?" He dragged himself back, pushing more against the headboard. A startling realization dawned upon him, his breathe hitched as he registered what actually happened to him.
