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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Heart numbed and body shivering slightly, pale white cheeks adorning with several trails of dried tears as Jungkook sat absent-mindedly on the ivory coloured carpet of his husband's room.
His husband who just left a few moments ago after crushing his soul, stripping him off his dignity.
A very conscious Jungkook would be surprised if he would have realised that his heart is still beating inside his chest. But he was so out of it. Far away from reality, far away to comprehend and understand anything. And the omega doesn't believe that there's any power on this earth that could bring him back from his misery now.
Just why didn't the man killed him when he himself asked for it? The alpha could've choked him to death with his own hands, instead. He wouldn't have let out a single word from his mouth.
He raised his head tucked inside his knees when the white silky sheet draped over his naked shoulders stubbornly slipped down, making him shudder. Jungkook pulled it over his skin again, covering himself wholly.
"Tch, tch, tch"
A gasp escaped from his red lips when he heard a mocking sound beside him. The omega tilts his head slowly, bloodshot vulnerable eyes widening in horror when he was met with Jeonghan's smirking face.
His paralyzed mind must be betraying him, tormenting his wretched self more. Jungkook shakily buried his face inside his knees again, hiding himself under the sheet pathetically.
"Finally got what you oh, so, dreamily wanted since forever? Won over your love? Did Jungkookie finally got his Taehyung?"
The omega gulps heavily when the melodious voice continued, flinching when he felt a feather like hand caressing his head.
"Then why do you look ruined? Shouldn't you be enjoying and celebrating right now?"
A pained whimper left from his parted lips when the hand suddenly jerked his head up, another hand curling on his jaw to meet the feline, sharp eyes. Jeonghan has a contented, creepy smile over his face.
But suddenly his face morphs into sad one, plush lips frowning in despair. He runs his finger on the side of Jungkook's face, making him flinch and close his eyes shut tightly, the sharp nail scraping the other's delicate skin.
"I've told you so many times Jungkookie. Do not play with me. I used to make you understand alot. Now look where it brought you hmm? Irony that I didn't died even while being buried and you? You are nothing but a lifeless dead body. A burden to his parents, then to us and now to your husband. Aren't you tired of living like that?"
A hard sob left from Jungkook's mouth as he pushed Jeonghan's hand off his face. Tucking himself on the corner while shaking in horror.
Jeonghan stood up on his feet, tilting his head while smiling maliciously at the omega "You shouldn't waste your tears like that. Save them Jungkookie. Save them because they are all you have now"
