omega (✔️)

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[120]

[Jungkook]

After Jimin slammed the door, I just stared at it for a few seconds with a confused look, completely unaware of what was making him.. extremely awkward. Turning my attention to my clothes in the mirror, I stared at my fingers that unbuttoned the buttons of my white shirt that I wore under my jacket. Once I got a rhythm of unbuttoning the buttons, I locked eyes with myself in the mirror of the white vanity that had lightbulbs surrounding the frame.

You did it, Jungkook. You did it.

I not only got the love of my life today, I took down the woman who controlled my life and every movement I made. I took down the woman who caused me misery. I took down the woman who killed my best friend. I threw her off of the roof of a building.

I smiled, what a fitting death.

I pulled my shirt from my arms, the cloth landing on the floor which revealed my toned stomach that was genetically impossible for me not to have.

I picked up the white T-shirt that was in the closet from the counter on the vanity and pulled it over my head, revealing my shaggy hair. I shook my head to fix it a bit, the strands of hair going back to their original place. I unbuttoned my pants and they fell to my ankles. Picking up the grey sweatpants from the counter as well, I put my legs in their respective holes and pulled the warm fabric up to my waist.

Taking on last look in the mirror, I fixed my shirt that clung to my chest, flashing a smile to myself quickly. My bare feet slid into a pair of sandals and I made my way to the door, slipping on a black hat that was hanging on the back of a chair. By now, the venue was completely empty except some betas who were clearing off the tables of the useless decorative flowers and candles. Jimin's scent was so tangible that I could faintly see the light blue pheromones that were slowly dissipating in various directions because of the people who passed by them. However, being extremely sensitive to his scent, I followed it subconsciously without any trouble, soon finding myself walking in the supposed direction of his house.

With the help of the hat and the concealing of my pheromones, I started to blend into the crowd, not a person noticing me. I smirked, relishing the success of the first time being able to get through a street filled with people. Before, I would have to have guards around me, protecting me from the heavy amount of questions people oh-so ravenously wanted.

My sandals skidded on the concrete sidewalk every once in a while throughout the thirty minute walk towards Jimin's abode. I analyzed the city as my surroundings changed, as the city turned into more of a slum. Men in tuxes and women in pantsuits turned into men with wife beaters and women in miniskirts. I never noticed the environmental racism in our city. Hell, before Jimin I never even knew what an omega smelt like.

I gritted my teeth in anger at how my mother would put me in a small box and only open the lid when she needed me, cutting me off from the world and deluding my mind with horrid thoughts of hatred for people I don't even know. When in reality, she was the monster.

'But who's the one who killed me?'

Immediately, my steps halted and I looked behind me to see the owner of the malicious voice. No one, just people minding their own business. I searched the whole crowd of the busy streets to try and search for her devilish smile but she was no where to be found. I gulped, she's dead, Kook, she's gone.

'Yeah because of you, murderer,'

My breath hitched once her voice was so close to me, as if she was looming over my shoulder, even if it was for just one second. My body froze in place and I could feel my heart stop, my body too shocked to even look around for her sinister lips.

'Oh, you're listening to me now, kookie?'

Stop.

'No,'

Just stop please.

'I don't want to,' the familiar giggle sounded through my ears and I began to run, trying to get as far away from her horrid chuckle as I can.

I followed the trail of light blue pheromones that were spreading slightly because of the busy streets.

'Why are you running?'

People began to stare at my running figure, their eyes glued to me, but I ignored them and continuously took in his scent, trying to calm myself whilst seeking him out.

'You think you can get away from me?'

It's all in your head, Jungkook. Just calm down and she'll go away.

Then right there. Right when that thought raced through my head, I saw her. Her arms were crossed over her torso and her smile was sweet and angelic but even if no one else knew, I knew that behind it was the most horrid and cruel thoughts. And as quick as I found her, she disappeared. She was no longer in my view and I didn't wait for her to come back and torture me again with the presence of her soul. I ran, following the light blue trail of my love's scent until it finally led me to a small hut looking house in the midst of all of its lookalikes.

Knowing he was in the house, I ran inside, slamming the door closed, and locking it behind me roughly. I put my back to the door, pushing myself into it so there was no way it could be opened.

With my chest heaving and my mind foggy, Jimin came out of a room by opening a squeaky door slowly, "Jungkook?"

He approached me, his clothes different and his arms patched up from the abrasions he received earlier today from the demon woman who was following me, "What happened? Are you okay?"

He bent down to me so he could be eye level with me, his hand reaching to caress my face. Once his soft thumb brushed against my cheek, I could immediately feel my heart lift. My breathing calmed and my thoughts that were cluttered and panicked were now filled with thoughts of him.

I sniffled and held him in my arms, embracing him in a tight hug.

"Jungkook?" He called, welcoming the hug by wrapping his arms around me lovingly with the same amount of strength.

"I just.." I mumbled into his lush hair, "I just want to hold you right now,"

[author's notes]

Okay guys.

Jungkook's mom (Yein) is dead.

She is not alive. She did not come back to life.

Do not be confused.

But with all the breathing treatments and medicines I'm receiving, I'm most definitely recovering!

I love you guys, and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!