Love Me || Taekook

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Like always, the prickly tingles came first, making his entire body itch. Then, the numbing heat that quickly enveloped his whole self. And finally...finally an outrageous and animalistic need.

Taehyung clenched his mouth and squeezed his eyes shut, doing his best to will away the feeling that had come over him. He started to sweat, though he wished he didn't as every bead sent his dangerously sweet scent out.

Jungkook let out a low and possessive growl, roughly kissing his boyfriend. He forced Taehyung to succumb to his dominance, still angry and riled up. His hand slid up the omega's arm and gripped his shoulder painfully, making the poor boy cry out. His clenched hand only shifted when he spun Taehyung around, holding his chest to the lockers by the back of his neck.

"Jungkook stop. Please..." Taehyung pleaded for his enraged boyfriend to halt his movements. While the hand that had slipped underneath his underwear brought the pleasure his body wanted, it broke the trust his mind was clinging to. "Stop."

The only response Tae's words of protest brought was a stronger grip between his legs. He mumbled over and over, begging for the end, but it wasn't coming until he did. Unfortunately, his body seemed to be putting up a fight despite its condition, and he eventually simply fell into darkness.

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"Mmm..."

"Hey! He's waking up! Someone get a glass of water." Kyungsoo's voice called out, but it seemed distorted in Taehyung's mind — a mere echo in the fog.

Taehyung's eyes barely opened, but they immediately hurt from the blinding lights. He groaned and shifted his sore body, coming further into consciousness. His eyes adjusted, but he still couldn't see much. He noticed three figures around him, but they were too blurry to tell who they belonged to. Taehyung tried to speak, but his mouth and throat were too dry; instead, he merely winced at the sharp pain when he swallowed his saliva.

"Take your time waking up kiddo. Your body is still recovering." Jongin spoke, though he still wasn't sure which blur he was.

A cup was held to Taehyung's lips and his head was raised by someone's hand. He gladly let the ice cold water slide down into his stomach, sighing when he took what he could. He swallowed a breath of air before speaking in a groggy voice. "What happened?"

"We're not entirely sure. Jungkook was so frantic when he brought you home we couldn't understand much, but we know you went into a sudden heat at school and passed out. He said you guys were fighting over something." The blur was starting to fade, revealing Kyungsoo to be the figure closest to him.

"Oh..." the memories came flooding back, and Taehyung grimaced. "Yeah..."

"Tae...did he..." there was a long pause. The question was never finished and the only answer that was needed was the expression on Taehyung's face.

"Damn it Jeon Jungkook...." Seokjin whispered under his breath, but it was as loud as a shout in the silence. "I swear he can never keep himself in check."

"Where is he?" Taehyung began to sit up, but ended up needing a big of assistance.

"He's With Yugyeom and BamBam in their room. I can go get him if you'd like." Jongin shifted a foot, ready to go if requested.

"No...no I'll talk to him later. I need to think for a bit." Taehyung brought his knees to his chest and lowered his head into his hands. He let out a heavy sigh, trying to hold back the rush of emotion hitting him.

"We can leave you be for a bit if you'd like." Jin motioned for the others to follow him out of the room. Taehyung almost let them, but he reached out and grabbed Kyungsoo's hand at the last moment.

"Can you stay? I think I'd like someone to talk to." He looked up, meeting the eyes of the other omega. "If you're okay with that anyway..."

"Of course I'll stay." Kyungsoo smiled and sat on the edge of the bed. They were in Yoongi and Jongdae's room since neither had been home in a while and they didn't want to make Taehyung's condition worse with all the lingering pheromones in Jungkook's room.

Once the other two had left, Taehyung let out another shaky sigh in preparation for the conversation he was about to initiate. "Has Jongin ever...forced anything on you?"

Taehyung's chest tightened by just asking the question, but it squeezed even tighter after he saw the worry and sympathy on Kyungsoo's face.

"No...he hasn't."

Now Taehyung couldn't stop the built up emotion. He broke into a heavy sob, curling into himself as if to fill the sudden hole inside him. Even when he felt warm arms wrap around him, he didn't feel any better.

Two hours passed slowly and Taehyung calmed down significantly. He managed to take a shower and eat a small portion of dinner, conflicting feelings making themselves present when Jungkook didn't show at the dinner table.

He wanted to talk. He wanted answers, but more importantly, he needed to settle the fear and disgust he was feeling.

"Hey..." there was a soft knock on the wall as Jungkook walked into the dining room. He had a solemn look on his face, keeping his eyes directed to the floor in shame. "Can we talk?"

The others looked between the two, waiting for Taehyung's response before moving.

"Yeah." The terse response was all the others needed to stand and migrate off to their own rooms. Taehyung stood and moved to the living room, sitting on one side of the couch. Jungkook followed and sat on the other side, leaving a space between them.

"I-" Jungkook cut off his speech, wrinkling his eyebrows as he tried to find the right words to portray his thoughts. They sat in silence, the atmosphere growing more tense by the second.

"Why did you...do that?" Taehyung tensely swallowed the words he meant. "Don't you dare use your alpha status as an excuse."

"I was never going to. I know it's my own goddamn fault and I have to take responsibility. Rhae even tried to stop me...."

Taehyung felt his heart break at those words. He'd been hoping that Jungkook would actually use Rhae as an excuse. He didn't want to think that his boyfriend did such a thing of his own will. "Then why..." his voice broke along with a fresh batch of tears despite him believing his body couldn't possibly create more.

"I don't know. I just- I got so angry and scared, and I know that's not a good reason — hell, there is no good reason for something like that. I wanted to protect you-"

"PROTECT ME!?" Taehyung's mouth dropped in disbelief and anger. "How the hell does sexually assaulting me PROTECT me!?"

"At first, I thought that you would listen and stay away from that guy if I just scared you a bit. And then you went into heat and I- I didn't think! Fuck! I'm so so sorry Tae...I should've never even gotten mad at you in the first place. I'm so sorry." At this point, they were both in tears. They were both hurt, just differently. Jungkook felt disgusted with himself for ever thinking of using fear to control his partner, much less forcing sexual acts on him.

Taehyung stayed quiet for a while. Once he'd calmed down enough, he took a deep breath and said, "You're an idiot, Jeon Jungkook. I'm not accepting your apology, and I'm not letting this go. Yet."

The last word hung in the air like a beacon of hope for Jungkook. He looked up with wide eyes. "Yet?" 

Taehyung nodded and crawled across the couch, sliding into his boyfriend's lap and wrapping him in a hug. "Yet." 

Jungkook relaxed into Taehyung's arms, gladly returning the gesture. They stayed still, letting the tension fade to a more comfortable level. However, there was still a question burning in Jungkook's mind that simply wouldn't go away. "Do you hate me?" 

"No...I just don't trust you."