Jungkook's POV
- Really Jimin? Why would you even drag me here? I don't even know how Hyungs allowed us to come by ourselves with this...ahm I don't even know.- He is so hot, such an alpha energy!
- Jimin stop, you're already mated and marked and on your second evolution!
- I wasn't indicating him to me...kitten!
- I will pretend those thoughts of me being murdered by this carnivore never went through your horny thirsty mind.
- I am just pointing out the...
- How do I look love birds?
No one would leave a fitting room like that, the so known Kim Taehyung turned the hallway on a runway the second he steeped out of the curtai, on his black smoking suit, along with a checkered vest and blazer set, a tight tie contrasting with the white shirt and, to complete the outfit, a pair of leather gloves, after a round he stared into my eyes.
- Only shit! You look like a fucking piece of ...
- JIMIN!
Even if I wanted to pretend I was surprised, I so wasn't, Jimin was a beta but he indeed acted like an Omega in heat from the day we met, so I could only interrupt his dirty mind before anything else.
- I am sorry Jungkookie but, his visuals, is he even real, I mean seriously ...
- We got it.
I couldn't help but to stare, only after rolling my eyes at my Jimin-ssi words, the moment my eyes found itself choking the Alpha out, I found my thoughts too far from my words. Regardless, I couldn't help but to notice the dress code, and considering I am not the one to save words I proceed to give my opinion, no second thoughts tho.
- Do you know we are here to get you daily clothes? Clothes to practice, work out, go to the grocery store, you know?
- What's your problem?
- You're dressed like we're going to a fucking senior prom!
- Kitten, even if I wear only a white ripped cotton shirt in your eyes I will look like I am ready to meet the President.
- Are you serious?
- Jokes aside bunny, yes or no?
I didn't answer, leaving the feedback up to Jimin since I couldn't even form a sentence.
- Yes? Undoubtably yes! We are taking it!
I wish the freak show was over, but no, Taehyung made sure to try on all the outfits on that multi brand store, doing seductive dances and walking like a model every time he asked for our opinions, leaving me wonder about the reason, but my annoyance would be irrelevant if it wasn't by dizziness to quick in, his scent was intense, his energy burning my lower stomach, I couldn't understand, Jimin kept his cool, eyes sparkling at each outfit and his advice coming over and over like he just took a Master Degree in stylist, I could tell he was comfortable, even having fun regardless, while I... well at this point it was just painful down there.
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Hybridmalia | Taekook
Fanfiction"...bunnies are sensitive creatures and despite having a bad temper, they get attached and feel such unknown things to tigers as Love." Hybridmalia is a Kingdom that lives in the shadow, you, merely a human, would never be aware of its existence, bu...