Four lives tangled up with each other. Their messed up destinies pushed them in a pit of darkness all of a sudden. The happiness that once painted their lives was nowhere in sight.
Things went downhill within the clutches of a fateful night. The te...
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His strides were slow and tired.
An expession of unsurety resting on his countenance. The sound of his boots clicking against the marbel floor was the only sign of life in that dull and dreary hallway.
He was so scared of what was to come.
His heart started beating at an animalistic pace as the door to that one specific room came into view. Oh how many memories it held for him and Jimin. He could not even count the amount of time the two of them had spent in that particular studio. Jimin's gorgeous and unreal dancing was something he craved to see every day while him humming songs and playing his guitar was Jimin's constant demand.
They were memories he could never forget. They were moments that made this very studio special for him but that might change now.
His fate may change today.
Something that he had feared for the past four and a half months might happen that very night.
Jimin might finally reject him once and for all.
Just that thought was enough for him to feel a lump in his throat but he somehow controlled himself and opened the door. "I'm here." The alpha announced whilst finally looking up from the floor only to have his eyes open wide in surprise.
"Jungkook?" He called out. "What.......What are you doing here?"
"I'll be asking you questions Jeon Yoongi. Don't try to bring up a new subject." Jimin retorted instead, not giving a damn about his query.
"No! You answer me first." Yoongi glared at them. "What are you guys doing together? Don't tell me you are trying to hurt us by doing somethi......."
"DON'T YOU DARE COMPLETE THAT SENTENCE." The omega shouted. "We are not characterless. Yes, I called Jungkook to help me because I wanted to take my revenge but not in the way you just thought. I would have destroyed your marriage with Taehyung, I would have involved your company in a scandal but not what you just assumed."
For some odd reason Yoongi felt a sudden relief course through his veins. He did not care about the company nor did he care about his marriage. That arrangement meant nothing to him and Taehyung in the first place.
"I'm glad." He chuckled.
"Glad?" Jimin frowned. "I was planning to destroy you Yoongi. Does that make you happy? Does that make you feel entertained? Don't you feel angry at all?"
"I'm yours Jimin. You can break me and make me for all I care. As long as it's you who does anything to me I'll be fine with it."
The omega gasped. His heart ceasing for a moment. He felt like crying because those words sounded so genuine. He really wished to give into his emotions and run into those once loving arms.
But he also feared these feelings.
He still had one thing to confirm before deciding his final step in that relationship. He still had something to figure out and only Yoongi could answer his questions for him.
"Is that baby yours?"
And he finally did it. He finally dropped the bomb he was holding onto till now. This was a confrontation he never had with his mate before. This was a thing he wanted Yoongi to tell him again, by staring into his eyes.
"Yoongi. Is. That. Baby. Yours?" He asked again while taking huge strides in the direction of the alpha. Stopping only when they both were standing just a breath away.
Yoongi could feel his body going numb at the proximity. His eyes filling up with unshed tears. His gaze never left his lover's in the meanwhile. The two kept staring at each other with millions of emotions brimming in their tickers.
"Answer me ple....please."
It was not a command this time but a broken whisper. A plea of desperation from his mate. A plea to keep his hope burning with love and trust. A gesture that reflected his own thoughts.
"TAE!" Yoongi called out loudly, his orbs still fixated on the younger. "Come inside now. It's okay. Everything is fine."
And as if on que the pregnant male slowly walked inside, his anxious frame looking oh so small. With hesitation he meekly stepped forward. His each move under the scrutiny of a certain green eyes alpha.
"Why is he here? And why aren't you answering my question?" Jimin said getting impatient. He did not spare even glace at the other omega who looked at the verge of crying.
"Jimin..........." Taehyung whispered. "I'll......I'll tell you about my bab.........."
"I don't want to hear it from you Taehyung. I told you not to show me your face. I can't even look at you. I don't want to hear your voice. I don't want to do anything with you."
"Jimin!" Yoongi intervened. "Don't be so harsh on him. He is innocent."
"Then get me proof." Jimin was crying by now. All the restraints he had on his emotions had finally broken down. "Do you even know how it feels to get betrayal from your only family? Taehyung was the only one I had. We were suppose to be there for each other. I would have taken a heartbreak from you if he was with me but him being a part of that very heartbreak was too much.
Everyday I have felt like dying. I felt lonely and useless. I don't even know how I have been able to keep myself alive for so long and you say that I am being harsh on him. What about you guys? Were you both kind to us?"
"Jiminie please calm down." Taehyung whimpered. His cheeks were wet too. He couldn't see Jimin crying and in pain. "We have proof. We have the........"
But before he could complete his sentence, someone turned him around. A loud gasp escaped his mouth when Jungkook's form came into his view. Those beautiful eyes flickering between green and red.
Yoongi and Jimin stared at them in surprise too. Their form taking in Jungkook's unusual actions.
"Tae....." Came a sudden faint whisper from the trueblood's mouth while his hands caressed the omega's teary and flushed cheeks. "The baby..........
It's mine. It's our baby."
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So.......How was it? I hope you enjoyed the drama.
