RULETA RUSA [KOOKV]
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Complete, First published Nov 06, 2023
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Jeon JungKook y Jeon Seung son hermanos gemelos, ambos Alfas.

Su relación no es para nada agradable, se detestan desde niños y no pueden estar en el mismo cuarto por varios minutos porque lo más probable es que terminen en una pelea.

Y para completar su odio mutuo, los gemelos tienen el mismo destinado.

El poliamor no les agrada, y mucho menos si se trata de su Omega, Kim Taehyung, así que esa opción está descartada.

Tienen la idea de pedirle a Taehyung que decida por uno de ellos, pero saben de antemano que el Omega se negaría rotundamente a aquello.

¿Última opción?

Jugar a la ruleta rusa, el que gane se queda con Taehyung.

¿Quién será el afortunado?

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-KookV Omegaverse (JungKook y Seung Alfas - Taehyung Omega).
-Oneshot (capítulo único).
-Drama.
-Muerte de personaje.

NO DENUNCIAR. 
Si no te interesa este tipo de historia, no leer y evitar malos comentarios. 
NO BUSCO SEXUALIZARLOS.
LOS PERSONAJES Y LA HISTORIA ES FICTICIA.
NO permito copias ni adaptaciones de ningún tipo.


Esta obra fué imaginada, escrita, corregida y publicada por:
Hattori Hanzo - Liskiddo.
All Rights Reserved
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