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Jeon Jungkook
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Cold bed. That's what Taehyung felt under his warm palms as they roamed over the empty bed. The bed was cold. Again. It's been 8 months. 8 months without him. 8 months without his mate. 8 months without those warm and veiny hands wrapped around his thin waist, giving him sense of security and serenity. 8 months without those warm breaths tingling against his nape. 8 months without those heartfelt and loving words.
8 months. It's been 8 months since his husband have gone to serve. 8 months of longing, crying to bed and missing his love. 8 months of his 5 year old son asking about his papa. And 7 months of him being pregnant.
His husband visited them in the month of May. Took him in his arms that night. Made love with him, dangerously and desperately, filling him with his seed, planting a new hope in him. The new hope which turned into his 7 months old baby in him. His inner omega suffers, wants his alpha with him desperately. He knows the suffering. No one could imagine.
It was near to March. Cold winters exiting giving rise to blooming spring. But his heart still filled with coldness in them, unable to suppress it, cause his mate wasn't there. He suffers silently, not wanting his 5 year old pup to feel sad about his father's absence.
He suffers. His eyes lost the glint which his alpha took away with him when he went to serve in military. He watches, those omegas, smiling and giggling with a beautiful baby bump. Their alphas holding their hands as they walk side by side. The alphas sitting down to peck the belly. And then, he looks down, caressing his own belly, craving for having his alpha to do that.
He is hopeless. He can't do anything. Jungkook had already told him. No one comes above his country. His country will be his priority till he dies.
Their's was a love marriage. A love marriage where he had disowned his own parents to be with his alpha. It was given. No parents would want their omega son to marry a military man. A life of military man comes with respect as well as cruelty. Nobody knows what will happen in the next moment. Every spouse of military man had to keep stone on their heart. Had to endure the longing as well the suffering if the man comes home wrapped in a flag. Nobody wants that.
