Our Omega, My Alphas

Second Chances

Taehyung's blood was boiling with anger as he ran out of Jungkook's apartment. He didn't feel like going back home, where he knew Yoongi was going to question him on why he looked as if he had just escaped from a horror movie. His shirt was ripped wide open, and you could see the hickeys and bite marks Jungkook had left on his body, shoes untied, no socks, messy hair, and cheeks stained with tears. He felt like his heart was crushed into a million pieces and with an immense void in his heart. Taehyung thought he finally found his soulmate, but in the end, it was all a dream. A sad reality that he needed to bitterly accept: Jungkook didn't want to be with him despite the passionate night they shared and the deep attraction they had for each other. Now, Taehyung felt lost, and life seemed so pointless. How was he supposed to live on knowing that the love of his life rejected him?

Taehyung walked through the streets aimlessly. It was a hot summer day, where you could hear the birds chirping, the laughter of small children, and people enjoying their lives. Despite the joyous atmosphere, Taehyung felt lifeless, and no matter how much he tried to muster a smile, it was in vain. How could his Alpha reject him? How could Jungkook act like such a jerk? How could Jungkook repeatedly apologize, but not care about Taehyung's feelings, and act as if the soft kisses and rough sex meant nothing? To not even try to have a civil conversation with him like an adult Alpha angered him even more. Taehyung thought Jungkook was more open-minded or even was interested in him, but he was wrong, and the worst part was that he could never forget the sweet and intoxicating taste of Jungkook's lips or the way the Alpha's rough hands caressed his body. The marks on his body may disappear over time, but the deep attraction Taehyung had towards Jungkook would never vanish from his heart.

"Mister, are you okay? Why are you crying?" A high, pitched voice interrupted his thoughts. The sun shone directly onto his face, so Taehyung placed a hand over his eyes to block the burning light, and get a good view of the person who was talking to him.

"I'm fine." He replied, whipping away the tears with the back of his hand, and tried to look for the source of the voice, but all he was met with was a small child, looking at him with an innocent and worried expression.

"Are you sad?" The little girl continued to ask. Taehyung didn't know if it was the way the little girl spoke, or that he couldn't contain the buddle up emotions inside of him anymore, but he crouched down and started sobbing uncontrollably. Small hands patted his head as he let out an ugly cry; he probably looked pathetic purring all of his emotions out in front of a small child, but he didn't care. Taehyung wanted to crawl into a hole and never get out, he was heartbroken, and he knew he might never recover.

"Mister...?"

"S-sorry..." Taehyung said hiccuping. Why was he so pathetic? Why was he crying like if Jungkook was the only Alpha in the world? Why did he have to fall for Jungkook's charming looks? Maybe Yoongi was right, maybe Taehyung was being naive to instantly fall for the Alpha, but he couldn't help it when Jungkook was so ethereal, so breathtaking.

"Sorry," he repeated and got up quickly and started to run. He didn't know where he was going or where the nearest bus stop was located. Taehyung couldn't let a little girl console him; he needed to find a way home and get himself together. Maybe Yoongi was there, so he could knock some sense into him and tell him to forget about Jungkook, to look for a different Alpha who wouldn't break his heart after their first night together.

Taehyung was tired as he opened the door to his apartment. He couldn't remember exactly how he got home, but the soreness of his feet meant he must have walked a long way to get to his destination. Taehyung couldn't wait to take a shower and go to bed, even though he knew he wasn't going to get any sleep, it was midday after all, and with the way he was feeling, Taehyung knew getting some sleep was the least of his worries. He didn't care that he had to go to work later that day or that he needed to finish a lab report for one of his classes, all that mattered was to get in bed and cry. He wanted to cry until he wouldn't feel miserable by thinking of Jungkook, the Alpha that would never be his. Dragging his legs to his room, he stumbled upon his best friend, Yoongi, who was sitting on the couch watching TV.