CONFLICT | VKOOK ✔️

THIRTY THREE/

"take a sad song and make it better."

[triggering themes]

taehyung's mind was an overturned ocean of unending thoughts and worries. he didn't even know what he was feeling at the moment.

panic? if the person behind this ends up being his father. fear? anger?

recent detection also reveals that apparantly the same person was behind the sudden downfall of global unit corps. they immediately took control of their favourable condition, striking at the company's weak spot.

taehyung sighed as he siddled inside the bathroom while jeongguk was talking to someone on the phone.

filling the spacious tub with lukewarm water and scent bombs and bubbles. he could hear the soft voice of his mate as taehyung stripped out of his clothes and stepped in the comfortable sheets of water.

chest deep in water, taehyung let his mind wander to how good jeongguk felt under his hands, unravelling his desires and his weakest spots.

maybe that's what sex was about. being confident enough to show your most fragile self when your emotions are disarrayed and your eyes glossy with tears of pleasure. trusting the other person enough to let them touch your body. 

cause your body's like a sacred temple not made for filthy, selfish hands. but that has never been the case for taehyung. his body has been used and reused and tossed away like some useless shit and maybe, just maybe, that's taehyung's fault.

"can i join you?" 

taehyung startles as he glances at a shirtless jeongguk standing in front of the tub.

"what-"

"the door was unlocked. so i thought.." a faint blush rose on jeongguk's cheeks.

taehyung smiled as he shifted back, making space for the younger.

it was a fairy pleasurable feeling, to share the same warmth as the younger. they didn't even have a proper conversation after whatever had happened.

the trueblood noticed that he didn't even mark jeongguk. cause, of course, it was no use marking someone during their ruts or heats. it has no effect whatsoever if marked during that time.

jeongguk leaned back against his bare chest and suddenly the warmth was replaced by sheer panic. but even if taehyung didn't word out any form of protest, jeongguk understood the sudden shift in at atmosphere and quickly retreated back.

"i'm sorry i-"

"you dont have to tell me, taehyung." jeongguk said, tilting his face towards the older, softening his features.

the marks on his chest wasn't loud enough for the eyes but they weren't the type to be amissed either.

the once raging red burn marks has changed to a soothing pink.

taehyung was momentarily surprised when jeongguk turned around, and straddled his waist, facing him. and taehyung felt so exposed, so raw, he fervently hoped he didn't have to come across the same feeling again.

taehyung's breathing hitched as jeongguk placed both of his soft hands on his chest. his heart pounding beneath the skin.

so the older took a deep breathe and kept his shaky hands on jeongguk's petite waist, stroking the skin.

taking a deep breathe, taehyung told him everything. even though he knew that jeongguk genuinely meant what he said before about not wanting to know, but taehyung unraveled what he was most afraid of. 

he told jeongguk about how his mother loathed the fact that his son was of a higher rank than hers, though she was an alpha. about how she had forcefully made him do horrible things, touched him at all the wrong places and what was taehyung to do? he was only fifteen and all he sought from his mother was love. that was all. but what he received was her pressing burned cigarette stub on his baby skin, not only ruining his childhood but also his future, his everything and all that his damned father had to say that apparantly that was her way of showing love? 

hot tears sauntered down his flushed cheeks as jeongguk gently reached out, kissing on those wet cheeks, pulling his head on the crook of his neck.

taehyung never remembered the last time he felt this safe. this comfortable. 

and it really wasn't much. just jeongguk. he just needed jeongguk. 

no words were spoken except taehyung's sniffles and silent tears staining the younger's shoulder. and jeongguk did was whisper sweet nothings, rocking him back and forth, telling him it would be fine and taehyung understood that it would be fine. cause he wasn't alone this time.

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[a/n]

yoloo, i'm backk and conflict will end after approx. 6 chapters? heh. 

anyways, i hope you all are fine and taking care of your health. remember that you are precious and amazing, sweethearts.

lots of love.

cassandra.