𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒/𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓.
[Fetus writing]
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The omega narrows his eyes, glaring at the alpha while clenching his fists. His husband's lips forms into a full smirk at the expected reaction, eyes gleaming with...
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Taehyung walks into the kitchen, his dark hair messy and eyes were still droopy with sleep. The alpha grabs a red apple from the basket placed on the kitchen counter, proceeding to take a small bite from it.
"Good morning, mom" He mumbles through his chewing. Watching his mother tossing eggs into the pan.
The woman merely hums in response, without even turning around or sparing him a glance. Taehyung frowns at her silence. He gets up from the chair and approaches to her. Now leaning onto the shelf beside her mother. The alpha leans his head down to inspect his mother's face properly, squinting his eyes worriedly when he found moisture and redness lingering inside of her hazel eyes.
"Did you cried?" He questions, his voice soft.
Aera shakes her head, sniffling softly, still looking down as she wipes her face with her palm "No I didn't. I couldn't sleep that's it"
Taehyung grabs her shoulders to face her towards himself "You did cried, what is it mom? Did I? — have I done something wrong to hurt you?" He interrogates concernly.
The woman shook her head again meekly, a small smile plastered on her face "You didn't. How could you hurt me? It's just that I have too many expectations from you" The woman had taunted him faintly.
"Anyways" She said, dismissing the topic right away after seeing her son's confused face "What do you want for breakfast? scrambled eggs or pancakes?"
Taehyung exhales heavily "No. I don't want anything, I'll be back within an hour" With saying that he left to his room.
⭑𔘓𓍼✶
Jungkook's laying on his bed, reading his book as usual. It was weekend and he doesn't have anything to do anyways. The omega twirls his long bangs between his forefinger. Thinking about the argument he had with Taehyung. He sighs and turns on his back, now facing the ceiling. Jungkook feels bad for speaking like that with the alpha. But it's not like he had any other choice. After his father died and mother married away. He was left alone.
Alone to deal with everything. Alone to fight his troubles, financial problems, distresses, concerns, anxieties, vexations, burdens, nightmares.
Everything alone.
He couldn't allow anyone empowering his self. If he does then these people won't let him live, won't even let him breathe.
Jeonghan would be the first to kill him in first blow.
His thoughts are interrupted with the ringing of his phone. He slides ahead on his bed to pick up the device from his small side table. Trailing his eyes on the screen to check who is calling him this early in the morning.
Taehyung.
Why is the alpha calling him? Specially after what happened between them yesterday?
