blue eyes white wolf | taekook

7. if safety is a joke, then death is the punchline

title quote by: paul laforest

"Okay, spill it."

Nearly three weeks after Taehyung's- rather dramatic- announcement Hoseok had cornered the omega and with barely a word, shoved him into a car and had immediately directed them into the heart of the city. After nearly a month without a job, he'd spent all of his time in the forest, he took in the sight of the modern buildings with wide eyes. The familiar sight of Stigma had surprised him when they'd finally come to a stop but Hoseok didn't waste a moment to pull him to what had been their usual spot all those months ago.

"Spill what?" Jungkook looked up from his plate with wide eyes but the alpha only squinted at him. They'd been silent as they'd ordered, a tall human man had taken their order although Jungkook could smell at least three betas in the room with them. He was sure they knew who Hoseok was since they had smiled over at them when they'd walked in but Jungkook had received a curious look. He'd almost forgotten that outside of Taehyung's pack his position was completely unknown.

"You smell like Taehyung, " He almost sounded accusatory and Jungkook frowned as he leaned back in his seat, "but you don't smell like sex. So I'm confused, and I need you to spill all of your dirty secrets to me. Like, yesterday." He waved his for with a flourish.

Jungkook snorted but he couldn't hide his smile as he crossed arms and tilted his head at the alpha. "I mean, I'd hope I smelled like him. We sleep in the same bed, and he practically mauls me everyday." He lifted a finger to tug down the collar of his shirt and Hoseok whistled as his brows raised. Taehyung hadn't given him any new hickies in a few days but there were several light purple marks just under his jaw.

"Damn," He shifted in his seat and leaned onto his elbows, his own meal forgotten, "is that what you wanted?" Hoseok's voice softened and he tilted his head curiously.

Jungkook frowned. "What do you mean?" The alpha's eyes weren't nearly as expressive as his face and his tone was carefully even as he laced his fingers together.

"Living with him, sharing his bed, letting him mark you up like that. Taehyung is a possessive alpha, even on a platonic level. Is this, whatever you two are doing, what you wanted?" The question was a surprise, for sure, but Jungkook could only smile and lean forward to pat his hands.

"I think we both know that if it really came down to it, Taehyung would rather gouge his own eyes out than hurt me." Three months before Hoseok would have gotten a snappy response and a heated glare before he stomped out of the restaurant after such a personal question. Three weeks before, Jungkook would have never said that with such confidence, or with such an easy smile. "I know I haven't known any of you very long, and I know that I still don't know any of you very well- Taehyung included- but I know that I'm safe. I can say at least that much with confidence."

Hoseok smiled and he looked so different from the stone faced alpha he could be towards the younger betas, or even the other alphas he ran patrols with. "I'm happy for you, Kook. You both look so much happier, honestly. Of course, I've never seen the pack so motivated before either but I think that has more to do with the unmated omega wandering around the halls than our suddenly more present Alpha." He added a pretty greasy wink and Jungkook choked over his fork.

"What the hell!" Jungkook flushed and he reached forward to punch him in the shoulder. "Everyone knows I'm Taehyung's." He'd have rather walked over hot coals than admit that he pouted but Hoseok decided to spare him the teasing and only turned his attention back to his food.

"So you're okay with that? Being his?" He clarified and Jungkook laughed.

"The universe seems to really want us together, but I'm willing to give us a shot. He doesn't care that I've been used and thrown away, or that I come from a broken pack. He doesn't seem to care about custom either, and he didn't claim me when he could have. He gave me a choice." A small smile curled his lips and his fingers rubbed across his chest, there was a steady warmth in his chest that hadn't faded or faltered w