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...
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- The room was warm as sunlight flickered through the curtains, two bodies laid tangled together in the sheets, cuddled so close that it wouldn't be easy to tell where one began and the other ended.
The upper portion of their bodies were bare and naked, as one mate slept soundly, content in the warmth of his mate, the other was wide awake, eyes gazing fondly at the beauty that lay infront of him.
Taehyung was simply put, smitten to the core.
Jungkook was beautiful.
Not the usual type of beautiful where soft skin and feminine features determined whether an omega was beautiful enough, but the rare type of beauty, where there was a softness in the omega's features but also strength and grace.
Jungkook was just something straight out of a fairytale.
The Alpha will admit, that he hadn't completely been honest with his mate. There are things he had hidden, previously, in the fear that it will only trigger the omega further, and make those insecurities worse.
But now, that they were both were marked, Taehyung knew there wasn't any way he could hide it. And perhaps, it was time that Jungkook knew that the Alpha did remember him from college.
He remembers the time where he had helped the omega from those bullies, a bunch of Alphas who thought with only their dicks and not their brains. He remembered it all.
It was their first meeting, ofcourse, where they had talked for the first time, but that wasn't the first time he had seen the omega.
Taehyung remembers the day very clearly, the day when he had first laid his eyes on the omega that was lying next to him right now.
The omega was new in college, and it was his first day. Taehyung had stopped dead in his tracks when he had gotten a whiff of that alluring scent. His favorite things, all mixed together to create such a strong scent, so enticing, so welcoming. It felt like the scent was calling to him, willing him to follow it.
And follow it he did.
Taehyung found himself standing on the sidewalks, watching as the omega with the pretty scent opened his locker, struggling with the books in his hands, finally managing to put it all inside.
And Taehyung is sure he stopped breathing when the omega turned and Taehyung saw his face for the first time.
It was like he was straight out of Taehyung's dreams. The Alpha was star struck.
All his life, Taehyung had believed that Jimin was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. Oh how wrong he was.
Because when he saw those doe eyes, that messy, fluffy hair and those pretty lips, adorned with a piercing, he had felt something akin to want in his chest.
The omega wore a leather jacket thrown carelessly over a plain black shirt, the sleeves rolled up, hints of ink peeking through from under those sleeves, the tell-tale signs of a tattoo.
