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Taehyung was unable to answer. He was unable to hear anything but the sound of blood rushing past his ears. Why was it that Jungkook had such power over him? He was the Alpha, but he was completely at Jungkook's mercy. The man's kisses were more intoxicating than the strongest wine devastating than any natural calamity.

"Why?" Taehyung asked, his voice hoarse from the turmoil in his heart. He grabbed Jungkook's face and held it close to his own. "Why did you say that?"

Jungkook's lips trembled slightly. "We are not good for each other, Taehyung."

"I don't think so."

"I don't love you anymore."

"Liar."

The knot at Jungkook's neck bobbed up and down. "If it were a lie, then I would not have asked you to reject me seven years ago."

Taehyung pinched Jungkook's chin between his fingers. His thumb rubbed against the man's chin thoughtfully.

"Your kissed stemmed from love."

"That was not love."

"Bunny!"

Taehyung tightened his grip around Jungkook's waist and shortened the distance between their faces effectively. Their lips brushed lightly over each other. "No, Jungkook said in a low voice. "That's enough."

Taehyung was not sure if his persistence was a blessing or a curse. He just knew that he could not give up now.

"What was that if not love?"

"..."

"tell me!" Taehyung pushed for an answer.

Jungkook's eyes snapped up. Cold light gleamed in his eyes. He raised his hand and rubbed at the tear wound on Taehyung's bottom lip slowly. Taehyung winced when the man pressed at his wounded bottom lips without hesitation. And yet the pain was incomparable to what Jungkook had to say next.

"It was nothing but animalistic lust. I have never denied your attraction to me. It just isn't love."

Taehyung slowly exhaled. Despite the cruel retort, he still did not want to let go. It was as if he was a glutton for punishment . The body that pressed against his was comfortably warm, but the person himself was as cold as the harshest winter in the north pole.

The wounds on Jungkook's body were ripped open again during the tussle with Taehyung. The dark sweater and pants effectively drowned out all the discoloration from the blood that seeped out, but Taehyung naturally could smell it on Jungkook. He grabbed the end of Jungkook's sweater and pulled it upward.

"What are you doing?" Jungkook asked, throwing Taehyung a glare.

"You are hurt again. Let me help bandage you."

"No need. I can do it myself."

"..."

Taehyung continued his efforts to undress Jungkook. Jungkook gave up and cooperated. Taehyung narrowed his eyes at the loose bandages around Jungkook's body. The ends were not tucked in neatly between the folds. Jungkook basically covered his whole torse, arms, and legs in bandages. It was a wonder that he did not overheat under the many layers.

Jungkook glared at Taehyung, challenging him to say something. Taehyung gave him a deprecating look.

"Bunny, your bandaging technique sucks as always."

"Shut up," he hissed. "Did I ask for your opinion?"

Taehyung responded by ripping the soaked bandages from Jungkook's body and making him scream. "Where did you put the stuff you bought this morning?"

In pain, Jungkook pulled his lips into a line. He pointed inside the bathroom. Taehyung climbed off the bed and went into the bathroom. He emerged a moment ater with plastic bag full of medicine, fresh bandages, a huge bowl of water, and a towel.

Taehyung carefully loosened Jungkook's bandages with the towel while Jungkook sat on his lap, facing him.

"Ngghh.."

Taehyung pressed a kiss on Jungkook's shoulder.

"You can bite me if you want."

Jungkook clawed at Taehyung's back every time Taehyung ripped a bandage from a wound. After being tortured for some time he ended up biting into Taehyung's shoulder. Taehyung chuckled.

After Taehyung finished with Jungkook's upper body, he unbuttoned Jungkook's panta and grabbed the waistband to pull them down. He was stopped by Jungkook.

"I can do this myself."

"Bunny, you can't do it even if you grow another pair of hands."

"..."

Jungkook turned away from Taehyung, determined to not look at him at all. He sucked in his breath when his legs were yanked up and a pair of warm lips pressed against the inside of his thighs. A pair of bright, mesmerizing greenish eyes stared in to his own Taehyung lifted his head again. The Alpha continued cleaning and bandaging Jungkook conscientiously.

After Taehyung was done, Jungkook gingerly went to fetch some clothes from his wardrobe. The Alpha's eyes never left him as he put on fresh clothes. His movement was no longer impeded by layers and layers of overused bandages thanks to Taehyung.

"Bunny."

Hot chest was pressed against Jungkook back, then a pair of arms wrapped themselves around Jungkook's waist.

"It has been seven years. I understand if you want to move on, but I cannot deny my feelings any longer. Please consider, alright?"

Jungkook closed his eyes and put his arms on top of Taehyung's. He leaned his head on Taehyung's shoulder and inhaled the latter's scent. Thanks to the mark at his nape, Taehyung's pheromones gave him a calming effect. But no. Jungkook peeled Taehyung's arms away from him and freed himself.

"Taehyung, don't say irresponsible things. You are an unmarried Alpha. Instead of chasing for a broken werewolf who cannot give birth to your children, you should go marry a fertile she-wolf, make her your Luna, and het yourself some healthy alpha pups."

Taehyung grabbed Jungkook by his elbow.

"So if I am willing to throw away all of that, you will be willing to consider rekindling our relationship?"

A crease appeared between Jungkook's eyebrows.

"Stop spouting nonsense. Take your position seriously. Your whole pack is depending on you."

Ding dong.

Both Jungkook and Taehyung glanced in the direction of the house door. Taehyung put his hands on Jungkook's shoulder and kissed the mark he gave him. Jungkook flinched from the sensation. Taehyung smirked Mingyu only smeared some blood on Jungkook's chin, but Taehyung bit into Jungkook's nape. That should be enough to declare his intention. A decent werewolf should know when to back off.



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