Ancient Omega (Jikook)

Part 8-The Prince's Right Arm

To say that Tae wasn't a happy Kitty, was the understatement of the year. As he wearily walked into the sprawling manor. He was beyond tired, but he had done as his alpha had commanded. Speaking of that Asshole, he loved his cousin, he really and truly did, but if he doesn't get his head out of his ass, Tae would have to give him a dose of Anti Asshole meds. A solid 2 by 4 upside his forehead. The thought caused a small smile to play on his lips before he returned to the seriousness of the situation. He briskly walked through the domicile looking for his uncle Joonie. He needed to report what had and was happening; his cousin had more serious concerns to handle.

As he rounded a corner that lead to the kitchen, he could hear the bustling sound of dinner being prepare and his auntie Jin, screaming directions at the kitchen staff. The aroma that wafted through the production size kitchen, held Tae enthralled. He hadn't realized; HE WAS STARVING!!!! "Auntie!!!! Auntie!!! I need food! Please have mercy on this poor innocent soul and feed me!!!", he begged cutely as he sunk down to his knees in a dramatic display of revered begging.

"Wha...Taehyung!!! Boy, if you do not get your dirty self out of my kitchen, I will cut you up and serve YOU as dinner tonight!!!" Kim Seok Jin was not amused and very upset. He ran a very tight kitchen, but his nephews often came in when he wasn't looking and tended to destroy whatever they touch, much like that pabo they called uncle. The realization came to Jin that the Alpha's party had returned and that his other nephew, was nowhere to be seen. As Jungkook's first stop was always the kitchen to reassure his uncle/auntie that he had returned safely, and to get his reward for doing so. The fact that he was here with Tae, sent Jin into a fit of anxiousness. They had lost a number of members over the last few months and as there was no indication of how and why, it was nerve-racking to Jin to see his nephews always leaving the safety of the homestead.

"Tae, what is going on? Why hasn't my Chiminie, come to see me? That kid, Aish...." He sputtered as he moved around the kitchen checking on the evening's meal. He was disgruntled. He knew because of the positions of his nephews, that they would often have to face different types of difficulties that he, himself, couldn't shield them from but that didn't mean that he had to like or agree with it. Why couldn't kids just stay kids, dammit?

"Right about now he is probably doing one of two things, Auntie. One, he is fighting his mate's heat; two, taking care of his mate's heat. Either way, you will not see him for a few days. You know my soulmate that Hyung had been attempting to help? Well his family was attacked while we were there. Turns out that Kookie is Jimin's fated mate. While we tried to escape, we were ambushed twice and had to split up. But he alerted me when he got to the house. I have 15 people in the dungeon cells that we are going to have to interrogate and Hyung is really pissed off about the fact that it seems that the ambushes were an inside job." Tae stopped to take a breath and to snatch a muffin off a passing tray. "Anyways, where is my Uncle?" Tae asks absentmindedly. "I need to report to him, as Chim's is otherwise disposed." He added as he pops the last bit of the muffin into his mouth.

"Wha...WHAAAAAT???? That crazy kid that was kidnapped is my Chiminie's mate????" Jin yells at the top of his lungs in surprise at the news. He holds on to the nearest counter and takes a few deep breaths as he works diligently to control himself. He takes a one last deep cleaning breath, as his mate runs into the kitchen worry etched into his face and set deep in eyes. "Yeo-bo, what's wrong, why're you screaming like that??? What's happened?" his deep voice resonates softly throughout the kitchen as all movement stops. Kim Nam Joon, cut an impressive figure as he strode into the kitchen, radiating an air of confidence and dominance that could only come from a high-ranking Alpha.

Tae just quietly took a step back and watch his auntie deal with his husband. This should be fun, he thought with a small evil smirk. Joon, while being perfectly willing to indulge his husband, he has always drawn the line at his husband's histrionics. The man was too old to act like a teenager, beside the fact the Jin was 195 centimeters tall with wide shoulders; though Jin liked acting as the young ones Eomma, he was still very much male with a very solid and muscular body structure. Though, Joon would agree that his silly husband had the face of an angel, most of the time these days he had the voice of a harpy. Though he would never voice that particular thought out loud and expect to survive the night with his nuts intact.