Jungkook has a new member in his family.
Status: Completed
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Omega Tae. ⬇
Alpha Kook. ⬆
Dramatic Cover by me *coughs*
sorry I'm lazy at descriptions plus this is my first werewolf au so please um.... tolera...
So i just realised im a bish ( ig you know already) cuz i didnt notice and i saw it now so thank you all for the 13.9k reads and 1k votes....
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AAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!
*trashes a tractor full of love emojis on your face*
And ohmygawd what can i say i feel like a celebrity thankyouverymuch. I dont think i've ever achieved something so gay in life.
*fangirls at myself*
and uuuhhhh i wanna thank my parents ty very much cuz you dont know your daughter is a gay kpopfanfic writer and also my fraaands who don't know about my secret . . . . . (i bet those bishes are watching gay shit rn)
ok a long ass chapter for my babies. this was in my draft for so long. Pooof
One week is too long Kookie...I can't stand it...
"Stop. Lying!!!"
"What? You were spying on me! Talk about the nerve!"
"And i saw it didn't I!" Taehyung shouted, his chest going up and down in exhaustion and his eyes overflowing with tears.
"She was just a friend! For god's sake!"
"No she's not! Friends don't fucking kiss each other on the lips! That's something mates do!"
"Keep your voice down Jeon Taehyung it's a warning!"
"NO!"
A loud slap echoed through the room. Taehyung whimpered from the blow, his face twisted to a side and red forming on his lips. He breathed in shakily and looked down at the floor with trembling lips.
"H-How could you-"
"S-shit T-Tae i didn't mean to-"
Another slap followed the scene . This time it was Daehyun who had his face hanging low, his hands forming into fists and his teeth gritting in anger.
"You deserve that! JERK!" The brunette screamed and ran out of the room with teary eyes.
Taehyungs brain didn't seem to function anymore, his legs taking him wherever he pleased. Grabbing his purse which was lying on the couch and looking through the beauty tools, he wiped a tear. He quickly took it and ran to the bathroom downstairs tasting the blood inside his lips. Looking in the misty mirror his mouth gasped at the sight of a red print on his cheeks and his beautiful lip now slightly bruised.
