Trophy Omega | Jikook (Complete)

Chapter 23. Bruises.

The following morning, Jimin awoke in a softly lit room, the gentle glow stemming from the sunlight filtering through the partially drawn curtains on the window.

The omega glanced around the room, snug beneath the cozy silk blanket filled with warm cotton. Realizing he was in his own space, he shifted under the covers, rubbing his eyes with a small fist. Perplexed, he grappled with the memories of being with Jungkook in his room, the moments feeling vivid and fresh. The memory of returning to his own room, however, remained absent from his thoughts.

Were all those memories just a dream, never truly happened? Rubbing his eyes once more, he attempted to sit up, only to be startled by a sudden sharp pain in his lower region. As he moved, he discovered deep red-purple bruises encircling his wrists. In an instant, memories from the previous night replayed in his mind—the sensation of his hands tightly bound above his head using Jungkook's leather suspenders.

Jimin tossed the warm blanket aside, revealing the same red and purple bruises scattered across his body.

Despite wearing a gown with a sheer fabric, the dark bruises on his body were still visible. However, the true impact of the alpha's forceful grip wasn't entirely clear. Jimin moved cautiously and slowly toward the bath area, seeking a closer look at the aftermath.

Standing near the floor-length mirror without his sheer gown, Jimin finally grasped the extent of what had occurred. The dark bruises adorned his pale and tender body, revealing the impact of the alpha's forceful holds.

Multiple bruises adorned his chest, while his once beautifully pink nipples now bore a purple hue. Bruises marked his thighs, particularly on the inner sides, and his neck bore visible marks. The most prominent bruise, however, adorned one side of his waist. Upon closer inspection, Jimin realized it was a testament to Jungkook's firm grip during the intense movements, when Jungkook aggressively moved him back and forth on his lap.

A thought tinged his cheeks with a rush of blood, and Jimin bit his bottom lip. While others might find those marks unsightly, for him, they were precious souvenirs from the beautiful moments he had shared with the alpha he admired deeply.

Jimin smiled shyly, lowering his head, too timid even to meet his own eyes in the reflection.

Yet, he traced his fingers along the purple-red marks on his body, and a sudden shiver ran down his spine. The euphoric sensation engulfed him, and he yearned for more of those moments, more bruises to cherish throughout his life.

He had no idea how his life would take turns, especially since his marriage with Jae was already arranged.

The idea of indulging in something rebellious sent a rush through his adrenaline, and his being leaned more towards the forbidden allure.

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In that same afternoon, when the sun was shining above the spreading the warmest rays, the alpha was skillfully trying to tame a wild spirited horse. With the shirt gone, sweat trickled down his strudy chest, highlighting the defined strong muscles of his stomach. His sun-kissed skin radiated a golden glow under the warm rays. Dark, wavy hair clung to his forehead, and he repeatedly brushed it back as it threatened to obstruct his vision. The anticipation on his face became evident as a brown horse, adorned with long black hair on its neck and tail, charged toward him. Dimples appeared on his cheeks, accentuating the excitement as he tightly pressed his thin lips together.

His leg muscles tensed beneath the snug fabric of his pants, and he wore sturdy black leather boots to shield his feet from the muddy ground. With a rope firmly gripped in his right hand, he raised his arms, aligning them with his sight. As the wild horse approached, he smoothly shifted to the side and swiftly looped the rope around its neck, pulling with all his strength, causing his nose to scrunch in exertion.