Forever Yours

In His Arms

Everything that happened around him passed in a blur. Time once again alluded him, he hadn't even realized he was outside or that he was being pulled off from Tae's wolf form, or that it was Hoseok who was gripping his shoulders giving him a once over, looking for injuries.

Not even Hoseoks words were registering until he was shaking him, pulling him from his shock. He glanced around then, noticing the absence of Tae's fur under him, the heat of his body was gone.

His sniffles quickened until he couldn't catch his breath as he looked around him. He began to hyperventilate when he couldn't see his mate. Hoseok before him was saying something to him but it fell deafly against him, the panic was already consuming him. His mind began telling him that he had manifested his wolfie, all of it was fake, even now. The possibility of making this all up, that in reality he was back in that cell like room, locked away. As his body shook and he stumbled backwards a hand grabbed his arm, whirling him to his left and a body crashed into his. Arms that he knew all too well held him tight.

He knew this heat.

Jungkook's hands found themselves against bare sides. Skin, sticky with sweat didn't deter him or put him off, it only made him hold on tighter. Sobs broke from him then as he tried breathing easily, finally feeling the reality of the situation. The wetness leaving his eyes intensified as did the emotions. Everything that he had experienced over the past year hit him, nearly knocking him off his feet. If it weren't for the tight hold wrapped around him he'd have given up and fallen to the ground.

Taehyung's body was trembling. Jungkook's senses came back to him to feel it. Feel how hard Tae's body was moving against his, even the wetness against his neck felt too much. His mate was crying, coming apart before him and Jungkook felt the weight of it all. All those months spent away from each other he could only wonder what Taehyung must have thought, what he must of gone through.

"Hyungie..." he finally was able to get out a word after catching his breath, his chest not as tight and the hiccups slowly leaving him when he came to understand that this was very much real. "...see you...please" all he wanted was to see his mates face again. Too long had he been waiting to look into those eyes.

Taehyung slowly pulled away, just his face though, he kept his arms tightly wound around Jungkook, not allowing an ounce of space between them. Jungkook's lips quivered, his chin was wobbling as he tried to hold in his cry. Taehyung could only see the tears that kept falling against a redden cheek with small crescent shape marks, mostly from fingernails. They laid against his baby's delicate skin. His wolf became angry and then sad that they couldn't protect their mate.

Jungkook's mouth slowly turned upward, a small smile showing as his hands left Taehyung's sides and laid gently against the elders face, holding him with his cold fingers that shook with the shock of everything happening. "You're here" he breathed out before a hiccup left him that turned into a cry. It bubbled past his lips effortlessly. "You're really here" it was as if Jungkook were trying to convince himself.

Taehyung said nothing, he didn't trust his voice or his condition. His wolf was barely in control. Afterall he did just kill Jungkook's father and he only spared Mrs Jeon as he thought her punishment would be better off paying for the crimes she had committed over the years. That's when it hit him. He just killed someone, again. Not just anyone, his mates father. He had always thought and said that he'd kill for Jungkook if it came down to it. Even had imagined himself ripping into Mr Jeon on countless occasions. Except thinking it and then seeing the actual blood on his hands in the aftermath were two entirely different experiences. It made him go back to when he was a child, the trauma of it all began to revisit him.

Instead of speaking he nodded his head hastily. He left his hold from around him and instead held the boys hands that were trembling against his cheeks. Feeling their tremble and the frigidness, he put it on himself to warm them. A growl left him then as he now took in his mating mark. It was healed over nicely, something he had missed with the separation. He fell forward once more, this time he attached his nose into the claim and inhaled deeply.