TAEKOOK. Kim Taehyung is a male omega whose beauty is unmatched, but that does not stop his fated mate from rejecting him when they come of age to recognize each other. The reason is that Taehyung carries the mark of a barren tree, which signifies i...
"So, what did you find out, Hira? Does Taehyung really have powers?" asks Miyeon as soon as her friend stepped into the cottage.
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"Can you not surprise me like that?" Hira gasps, clutching her chest. "For a moment, I thought you were Taehyung."
Miyeon chuckles, raising an eyebrow playfully. "You've seen me with Taehyung's face a couple of times and you're still surprised?" she teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Maybe you should start paying better attention, Hira." With a mock-serious expression, Miyeon leans closer, adding, "Next time, I'll make sure to wear a sign that says, 'Not Taehyung' just for you."
Hira takes a deep breath, shakes off the shock, and replies, "I don't think Taehyung has any powers. I didn't sense anything unusual during dinner, and he seemed just as normal as anyone else. But that doesn't mean we shouldn't keep an eye on him -there's definitely something intriguing about his presence. I just can't pinpoint what exactly."
Miyeon nods, her teasing demeanor softening as curiosity replaces her laughter. "So, he didn't float any chairs or turn Kihyun into a bug? That's disappointing. Maybe I'm worried for nothing."
Hira rolls her eyes. "Today is the weapon competition. I need some of your potion for Kihyun. He has to win and show the pack that he's the only one worthy to be Junseo's successor," Hira says, her voice steady with determination.
Miyeon walks to the shelf where the potions are stored, her fingers dancing over the colorful vials. She picks up a shimmering potion that glows with an otherworldly light. "This one enhances strength and focus -Kihyun will need every advantage he can get. But remember, this potion also comes with side effects like the old one; make sure he uses it wisely." Hira nods, her resolve firm, understanding the weight that comes with the potion.
Hira stops by the door and turns to Miyeon, "By the way, Miyeon, if you're really planning to seduce Jungkook with Taehyung's face, you have to polish your act for Jungkook to believe you're his husband. Jungkook seems to know Taehyung well, so it will be hard to deceive him."
Miyeon chuckles, a teasing glint in her eyes. "Oh, Hira, I'm well aware of that! But a little creativity and confidence can work wonders. Besides, what's a little disguise without a challenge? I'll just have to study Taehyung's mannerisms more closely and sprinkle in some of my own charm. Jungkook won't know what hit him!"
Hira smirks and says, "Just remember, details matter. You can't just look the part; you need to act like the loving husband he adores." With that, they exchange knowing glances, and Hira leaves the cottage.
Miyeon traces her reflection in the mirror, seeing Taehyung's face staring back at her. "Jungkook will never know the difference," she murmurs to herself with a grin, excitement bubbling within her as she imagines the realization of her plan. She begins to practice, starting with Taehyung's boxy smile and facial expressions.
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Jungkook, armed with the bow and arrow gifted to him by Taehyung, prepares for the competition. The pack grounds are already filled with excited spectators, their cheers rising in anticipation as Jungkook nervously adjusts his grip on the beautifully crafted bow. The vibrant colors of the festival banners flutter in the breeze. Taehyung stands nearby, offering words of encouragement.
