The Wounded Heart ¶¶ TK ✓

Chapter-12

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The crowd's attention hadn't averted from the mates, standing still, mouths joint.

Taehyung's parents and hyungs sat in tense silence, their nervous energy palpable as they whispered prayers, hoping Taehyung would maintain his composure.

The elders froze when they noticed the sharp, dangerous glint in the young alpha's eyes. But soon, the tension melted away, replaced by a smug satisfaction as they spotted the swirling black mist encircling the couple. Grins tugged at their lips. Jimin and Seokjin, feeling the shift in the air, clung tightly to their alpha's hands, hearts racing with fear and anticipation.

Taehyung reluctantly shifted his gaze from the dark void to the younger omega, noticing the way the younger's eyes were shut tight, avoiding everything around them. The omega's grip on his hand was firm, almost desperate.

With a sense of duty rather than affection, the alpha closed his eyes and he firmly shifted his mouth to the omega's lower lip corner, nipping the bottom edge gently- a gentle nip that mimicked tenderness.

To the audience gathered, it appeared as a sweet, intimate moment, a kiss shared between two mates. But it was far from that.

Taehyung's gesture was a subtle, calculated way to mask the truth, using the facade of affection to deliver a silent message. It was his way of forwarding the omega's heartbreak, an unbothered hint to those present, if they caught, that this union wasn't what he wanted, and that behind the pretense, he did not wish to mate him.

Taehyung's insides started to ignite at the plush feel of the omega's lip against his mouth,his own mouth feeling bitter in distaste he pulled back jaw slacking, an unwishful low growl threatening to rip out his chest. He steps back with a last rough squeeze to the omega's waist creating several step distance between them.

The sudden elope of the warmth he was surrounded by has Jungkook's eyes blink open, his hands hovering in the air drops down, an unsettling frown forming between his forehead he worries his lower lip, his tongue coming to swipe around the faint sweet sting left nipped behind by the alpha.

His sights convey doubts as he tries to peek into the empty iris of the older looking at his face, giving no assets.

The doubtful eyes of younger roamed the alpha's vacuous face vacant of notions, the dubiousness morphing into pure chary and stinging spasm, he lets his throbbing throat curb around his own saliva, he looks down fathoming to swallow down the involuntary whimper trying to whip out his mouth at the unnamed pang.

This wasn't a kiss--a hesitant graze of lips.

A distance, a boundary, a wall built unknown to himself, he couldn't grasp such a coldness...withdrawal.

What might be the reason? situation? timing'? his own comfortability? and the fact they are still courted strangers obscure to each other's Identity? soul? heart? true selves?

The omega knew nothing; he refused to acknowledge the alpha's logic, consideration, intelligence, restraint and reasoning not when he felt the unannounced painful clench of his heart.

Heedless to Jungkook's dilemma, Taehyung's aversion, the presence cheered at the mates' shared kiss snapping the Alpha and the Omega out of their head.