do better//TAEKOOK

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When Jungkook left the meeting with Taehyung's lawyer, he cried for hours. He had joined this company hoping to find something meaningful. It didn't even have to be a romantic relationship (though a boy could hope, right?). He could accept just being friends with his soulmate.

For weeks, he tried to prepare himself for the possibility that nothing romantic would come from this meeting. But the moment he locked eyes with his soulmate at that restaurant, he knew he was done for. His soulmate's scent was everything he'd dreamed of and more.

Safety, love, support, happiness.

Jungkook had never felt that way before. He'd never even been in love. This scent was like the ultimate cure for his long-standing loneliness, as if the alpha in front of him held the key to happiness itself. His scent felt like a warm hug, and Jungkook couldn't help but choke up at this feeling of safety.

And he was so handsome. So handsome it was almost irritating how good he looked. Jungkook's knees went weak right away.

It only got worse when the alpha approached him, spoke with that deep voice, and, of course, when he made the offer. The money.

To this day, Jungkook still doesn't know how he held himself back from crying right there. He was feeling his first heartbreak. And it hurt like hell. Naturally, all he could think of was hurting him back. If he couldn't have him, he could have his money. It wasn't as though Jungkook needed a lot of it. He had a solid social media presence and could live well enough on his YouTube income. But he wanted it. He wanted to keep this one connection to his soulmate, the alpha who didn't want him back.

His heart was heavy with rejection, and he would have accepted any connection with the alpha. At first, he didn't think about anything else. But then his pettiness showed up. He found himself asking for more money. Alpha probably thought he was greedy.

After his second meeting with Taehyung's lawyer, when he signed the papers, he didn't even think. He just needed to get away. The first thing he did was arrange a spontaneous trip to Morocco. He'd always wanted to shoot a vlog there anyway. Now was his chance.

He found himself choosing the most luxurious options. He couldn't help it. He wanted revenge, but this was nothing to the alpha.

What was it the lawyer said? A well-known businessman, especially around Asia.

Jungkook spent two days in Morocco, sulking. No amount of money he spent could make his alpha contact him. Jungkook thought if he kept spending, the alpha might eventually tell him to stop, maybe even threaten to end the arrangement if he didn't. So he spent more and more, but there was nothing. No message, no call, no email. Absolutely nothing!

He held himself back for a week and a half but eventually gave in. He looked up his soulmate online. He saw company news, charity events, public appearances, and dating rumors. Apparently, the alpha had gone on dates with respected omegas in the past. It didn't help that he looked divine in every picture.

Jungkook cried himself to sleep most nights after that search. He didn't know how to deal with heartbreak; he'd never had one before. This wasn't even a real breakup—they'd never been together. It was just rejection, and it sucked.

He tried to distract himself with Taehyung's money. He traveled, shot vlogs, and posted videos. He spoke to his friends daily. Everyone tried to help, but nothing worked.

He knew it wasn't healthy, but he craved some kind of connection to Taehyung. Anything, really. He had never felt as safe as he did when he first caught Taehyung's scent. This whole soulmate pact was ridiculous!

Then, he lost all sense of sanity. He started buying provocative things on Taehyung's card, hoping he'd notice. Maybe he'd get curious, or even jealous.