Jungkook and Taehyung are soul mates and married. Yet, there is no love between them. Forced to marry by their families because of rules of society, they have been living a lie, webbed by their own hands.
Taehyung has forever been in love with his...
Before I start this chapter, I just want to thank everyone who is reading this.
I never expected this book to get 700+ reads so soon. So I'm honestly surprised at the positive reaction.
Also, many of you guys have been messaging me and commenting if I'm okay since I'm writing so much angst 😅😅. I'm okay guys, honestly. I know undocile was fluffy asf but I wanted to try writing angst too. So I hope I'm doing it justice (judging by your messages, I think I am😂😂)
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The storm outside had passed when morning came, but the storm brewing in the hearts of the two mates didn't settle down.
Taehyung didn't leave the spot he was in last night, still sitting outside Jungkook's door, just staring at the wood, willing it to open with his mind.
The tears had drained by now, the bond was also closed. Jungkook had shut himself off from Taehyung again, and for once, Taehyung didn't want that.
Yes. The bond being open meant having to live through Jungkook's pain, but it was still what Taehyung needed.
He didn't care about his suffering, if he was being honest. He deserved to suffer and so much more. He willed his mind and his heart to take the pain, all the pain that he had previously bestowed on his mate, any pain that would make him feel even half of what he gave to the younger.
The bond being open meant that Taehyung could atleast feel that Jungkook was there with him. Even if it was far away from his reach, atleast his mate was still there.
Taehyung had heard Jungkook's soft whimpers and cries throughout the night, as the bond ached even badly as his mate shed those tears, and he was feeling like utter shit.
This pain, the one that he was feeling deep inside his heart, wasn't just Jungkook's. It was his own as well. His own emotions of guilt and regret.
That mixed with Jungkook's pain of suffering and anger made it even worse to bear, and yet, he found himself wanting to feel it more.
It bought his mind a little rest, knowing he was being punished just a little for his actions even though it didn't feel enough.
His cell phone rang somewhere in the living room and Taehyung slowly stood up to walk towards it.
