omega (✔️)

[95]

[95]

[Jimin]

In an instant, I felt my feet lift from the floor and a painful pressure being applied to my jaw and my neck. The woman's grip on my neck tightened with every millisecond that passed, halting my breath. I grimaced in pain at the amount of force was being applied to my head, my legs hanging limply below me. Her eyes directed an insane amount of malice and rancor, everything about me just.. infuriating her.

"If it's gonna take me touching a trashy omega, then so be it," her beautiful and soothing voice that could heal millions contradicted her words.

She had milky skin and beautiful light brown eyes with mysterious grey-ish flecks in them. This woman was undeniably beautiful and I could see so much of Jungkook in her.. her nose and even the shape of their teeth. No matter how low omegas are on the social pyramid of society, no one should hate omegas this much! Her fingers sent painful tingles into my skin, the complete opposite of what I felt with Jungkook when he came in touch with me.

Her eyes then met mine, disgust and a livid hatred held in them, "My sweet Kookie has become delusional since he's met you so please.. stop existing."

My vision was becoming hazy from my lack of oxygen but my hands slowly lifted to my neck. I pulled and scratched at her snake-like hand that was constricting my air way. It amazed me at how much anger, hatred, and malice could be in such a divine woman and the amount of strength her small figure held, "GET AWAY FROM HIM!"

Then my body had hit the concrete floor hard, my head spinning. I opened my eyes to see a blurry figure standing over me, "Huh, you really do come out of the womb alone and die alone. I can't even trust my own son,"

After blinking a few times and taking big gulps of air, my sight was becoming clearer. Jungkook stood in front of me, his feet planted firmly on the ground, and I could see his mother through his legs. She looked infuriated. Her brow was knitted tightly and I could feel fiery flashes radiating from her presence at Jungkook's retaliation. I couldn't feel the strength to stand and I was forced to lay on the floor pitifully, not being able to give Jungkook any support.

[Jungkook]

"I may be your mother but first and foremost, I am a divine Goddess," She smiled whimsically, finding inner peace within herself. She seemed genuinely convinced that the burning flames of hell wouldn't be waiting for her, not Luna's warm motherly hug.

"You're a divine bitch, that's what you are," I seethed with the nastiest attitude I could muster.

She sighed with her eyes closed, the insult running off of her back, before gently pulling down the white cloth on her shoulder. This action revealed the familiar birthmark that has been on her collarbone since birth, signifying her role as incarnation of the Holy Luna Goddess. The prominent blue color of the moon that was right below her collarbone was insane, the human body being unable to make a color so blue but somehow, each cell on her creamy skin that reflected such sapphire hues were tenaciously placed there for a reason. A reason she claims to be the "guide for human kind".

"This is proof, my son," she smiled simply, as if all the answers to her problems being that small quarter sized birthmark, "That not only am I superior to you in every way, but you are to listen to me and follow each and every one of my commands,"

My eyes wouldn't leave the beautiful blue that contrasted against her milk skin, the hue entrancing me in such a warm, comfortable state.

"Come, my son, and finally be of use to your mother,"

Something inside me wanted to listen to her, go to her side and obey, even if I knew that this was just her magical skills of persuasion in act. But something bigger urged me to hold my place, to stand strong. My love for Jimin.

"No, I decline," I said curtly with a stern voice, standing by my decision.

She raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow in suspicion, "All this trouble for an omega? AN OMEGA, JUNGKOOK?!"

I could feel my mind sway from her yells but continuing to stand tall, I nodded, "He's not just an omega, he's Park Jimin, the l0ve of my life,"

I could see her jaw clench tightly and I knew I was finally getting it through her thick, spoiled skull.

"He's no love of your life, the only love in this world is for Luna herself and her godliness," she defended with a sour expression.

"No," I shook my head, "the only love in this world is the love that I have for him, for Jimin,"

I rattled her, speaking lowly of her gracious Luna. I could see her caramel irises shrinking, her pupil taking up most of her eye. All of the ugliness and anger was being shown, her talons growing rapidly and her limbs twitching like she was a rabid animal.

"You're wrong!" She screamed at the top of her voice, the force from the octaves pushing me back slightly, "YOU'RE WRONG!!!"

Then a force passed by me, almost invisible to my senses which was odd, considering that my senses were peaked. His blonde hair shined brightly, revealing his pale nape with a minimal amount of hair. He was like an entity, one with a strong, but calming presence. My mother seemed to sense it as well, her eyes wide as she was in the presence of such a minimalistic being. It may have been because of his weak limbs that were lagging slightly or the blankness of his mind, but it rattled both my mother and I. 

We both stood in the same spot, the power of his seductive scent overriding any thoughts in our heads. He was standing before my mother, just a few inches taller than her. He tried to take one more step towards her still body before she jerked back, the hostility back into her eyes.

"Get away from me, trashy omega," she sneered, her eyes flashing dangerously.

I saw his back grow from his large intake of air, "My name isn't 'trashy omega', it's Jimin,"
 
She scoffed, "Who do you think I am? I don't care about something useless like that,"

He took one step closer, "My last name is Park,"

One more closer, my mother eyeing him. I could see the connection in her eyes that were fixated on his. Once he was just a few feet away from my mother, I could see his right hand moving towards her but since my mother was in his trance, she didn't. Then swiftly, Jimin grabbed my mother's hand with his, holding it tightly. Her eyes darted to their hands which pulled her out of the spell she was under, "and I love your son with every fiber within me,"

[author's notes]

Even though I created her, I hate her guts. Like she is just a crazy spoiled brat.

Ugh.