The Wolf And I (A GDragon Fanfic)

The Wolf And I (A GDragon Fanfic)

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Gwenchanah? I nod quickly, hoping he would go away, but he only comes closer. I close my eyes and raise my hands to push him away, but what I feel is not his clothes, but his hair. As I open my eyes once again, he stayed still, as he looks at me with anticipated eyes.....almost as if he was.... A dog. Slowly, I move my hands, patting his head. "Jalhetso..." I say. He stays still, his eyes, gleaming with happiness. That day, I realized that he was strange That day, I realized that he wasn't normal. That day, I was saved by the new student. That day, changed....my life.
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Kim Taehyung was danger in a tailored suit - all sharp jawlines, cold eyes, and a voice deep enough to crawl under your skin. Every student dreamed of him, but he never spared them more than a glance... until Jeon Jungkook. Jungkook - the university's fragile omega doll. Big brown doe eyes framed by soft lashes, pink chubby lips made for trembling, a body so small yet curved in all the wrong ways for an innocent boy. One forgotten notebook was all it took to catch Taehyung's full attention. One scolding that left Jungkook's cheeks streaked with tears. Later, in the library's quiet shadows, Taehyung closed the distance like a predator. His arms locked around Jungkook, pressing their bodies until Jungkook could feel the heat and strength hidden beneath that perfect suit. Jungkook's breath hitched, his soft hands pushing weakly at the man's chest - but Taehyung only smirked, pinning him against the bookshelf so hard the wood trembled. "Don't squirm, little one," his voice was silk over steel, brushing hot against Jungkook's ear. "I'm only... confirming you." And in that moment, with Taehyung's scent filling his lungs and his body trapped in a hold that felt too much like possession, Jungkook knew the professor's interest wasn't academic at all. ---

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