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At first, for Taehyung it was just a soothing emotion he felt when he was with Jungkook.
Friends make you feel at ease and safe, but with Jungkook, it was different.
He felt home.
After a few months of being friends with the latter, he realizes the longing of that comforting feeling, which came with Jungkook, was more than friendly.
He fell in love with him and no one else clouded his mind like he did ever since. No one else made him feel the way Jungkook has.
They became friends through a photography workshop. They were both no amateurs since they were art majors but took the class anyways. For one, extra credits and another, more experience.
Jungkook wanted another thing to busy his mind on, than holding a cigarette bud between his lips, and he hasn’t touched his camera in little over a year. The workshop was good distraction for him.
Taehyung on the other hand, signed up for the classes since one of his graduate buddies was the teacher-assistant of the class. Taehyung came to somewhat help but also played around with his camera.
Jungkook is an arts and design student and Taehyung was an English major with a minors in art. Before they became friends in the workshop, the two had some classes together.
They had mutual friends and knew of the other but that’s about that.
They weren’t close until the workshop. Everything changed because of the workshop.
Throughout their time together in the art studio, Jungkook kept to himself. at the first.
Always at the back and only answering questions or talking to anyone when he felt like it. That rhythm broke when Taehyung started to sit beside him and talk his ear off.
Not that the other ever complain, they got along. Shared the same insight of the world. They see art for what is it, a way to convey a string of emotional words. Feelings.
Jungkook would leave and take a smoke break almost every hour in. Comes back smelling like mint, probably because he knew the smoke would stick and was considerate enough to lessen his scent with a menthol spray.
Workshop is Friday and Saturday for two hours. Taehyung would always catch him with a cigarette wedge between his lips.
Taehyung found him interesting. A little weird and creatively, he likes a challenge.
Cute as heck too — but he wouldn’t admit it to the bunny boy.
He’s was too shy to even talk to him again after the first time.
The first time the omega met Jungkook was in a class they shared last year. Taehyung sat beside him and before he could introduce himself, he blurts out,
“Wow. You smell good” and right after he slaps a hand over his mouth. Embarrassed the omega apologies. He has never been so attracted to someone’s scent before. Let alone the scent be smoke and bitter strong coffee.
It caught the other off guard. He chuckles. Taehyung likes the sound that came out of him, it was pretty.
His nose crinkled up and his eyes smiled too.
“I smell like coffee and cigarettes.” He replies.
Taehyung turns red, he shrugs his shoulders. “You smell good to me. Sorry. I’m Taehyung by the way, Jungkook right?”
The other takes his hand, “hm, don’t think we’ve been properly introduced before?”
“No, we haven’t” he shakes his head. “We are now” he beams at him, still shy from his comment before.
They grew closer during the workshop—and there’s a few things Taehyung found out about Jungkook, through observation (he totally wasn’t starring, Pfft)
Jungkook likes anime, since he saw the other sporting a Naruto phone case. He is such dork.
Taehyung found out that he doesn’t only like anime, but he’s an avid marvels fan—his wallpaper is Spider-Man and he had an adorable iron man pencil case.
Taehyung concludes he’s a pretty cool guy just from that.
He likes sweets and coffee but loves coffee with cigarettes even more, a deadly combination if anything.
Jungkook loves playing the guitar—he found out when he saw the boy just outside the window of one of his classes.
Guitar trapped between his arms. He was singing too, not too loud but enough for Taehyung to hear and say that he had a really great voice. He asked the latter about it at the next workshop and got to know that Jungkook wanted to take up music but his father didn’t approve of it. Called it a hobby than career.
“But if he thinks like that with music, surely art is just the same in his opinion?”
Jungkook had laughed. “Yeah” he agreed. “I took up business to please him but he doesn’t care what I do with my life anymore and I hate business classes, so I switched majors and took up art. He got mad but he wasn’t the one paying my tuition, my mom was so I did what I wanted. She just wanted whatever made me happy—my Yoongi hyung is a sound engineer, or well he’s getting a degree in it. He teaches me about music, that way I’m still connected to where my passion is”
”why take art and design though?”
“my mom use to be a designer… she quit when she had me because she wanted to put all her time into raising me. It made me guilty to pull her away from her dream you know. And aside from that, I like to paint and design my clothes”
“That sounds really nice. What a good kid” he giggles, “also don’t feel guilty, I bet your mom would have stayed at her job and take care of you at the same time. Never feel guilty about that.”
The other smiles.
“Also play for me some time?” Taehyung had the confidence to ask but flatters the second Jungkook raises a brow.
He had red cheeks too. “I’ll play for you anytime” he replied with a smile.
He found out about his best friends, Jimin and Yoongi, the couple, then. Jungkook is totally a third-wheel but there’s nothing wrong with that because Taehyung is just the same with his two best friends. He heard from someone else that the alpha and omega have been Jungkook’s best friends since high school.
He met them once in passing, officially. The two were really loud. They bickered a lot, teased one another and when Jungkook cuts in to tease the shorter male—the second Jimin pulls out his most powerful weapon, his pout, Yoongi turns and hits Jungkook on the shoulders, lightly.
Then he hugs his boyfriend. Kisses his cheek.
“Only I get to tease him” Yoongi had said.
It was cute, they were a cute couple.
They teased Jungkook about him when they separated and it made him blush and smile when he heard them behind him. Made him think about the other all the way back to his class—and for the rest of the day.
It only meant that Jungkook was telling his friends about him, too. That had to mean something.
Right?
Taehyung found out when they became closer, hanging out outside of the workshop, that Jungkook had a tough childhood.
He didn’t mean for the conversation to take a deeper course but it slid onto the topic of siblings.
Taehyung told him he had two younger siblings still in high school back in Daegu.
Jungkook then told him that he was the only child.
His parents got a divorce when he was 12 and he thinks it was because he wasn’t want they wanted and expected him to be that his parents drifted apart a few years later. So he blames himself for being the topics of each fights and arguments.
In high school he got caught up in drugs, Adderall— he started to lose focus in school, he got diagnosed with anxiety and got it prescribed by his doctor, but then along the lines of using such a high maintenance type of drug, he started to abuse the dosage. Took more than he needed. When he ran out he would go to the thugs down the street — but he knew better than to let it consume all of him.
He knew it was bad. When the drugs wore off he was a mess, angrier and needed the pills to function — and he didn’t like that part. It made him rage, panic and lose his mind completely.
He got therapy and went to a support group for his age. God he was only 16. It drove his parents further away from one another. Both blamed the other for what was happening. that made him feel even worse, made him wanna run away and do drugs—he was the reason his parents were always fighting, he hated that.
He stayed away from drugs but found another way to let go when stress piles up again, through smoking.
Of course it’s not any better but he’s been clean for almost 5 years now, hasn’t had any urges to take any pills and do drugs and when he does have those urges, he smokes.
“You’re so strong” Taehyung felt the urge to hug him and that’s what he did. He pulled the younger in a warm embrace.
“Thank you. It’s been struggle” his voice was barely a whisper.
”I’m here. I’ll always listen if you need me”
Jungkook is secretly a romantic, he moves rom-coms and the old classics a like Taehyung.
He even listens to jazz and goes jazz bars in Seoul—Taehyung met him there one time and it was the most memorable night in his life.
Jungkook wasn’t there with anyone, in fact he had his laptop and books with him. Booked a booth all night long just so he can have live music as he works on his papers.
When Taehyung saw him there his heart skipped a beat.
No one else from the university that he knew of, liked jazz like he does. Of course he couldn’t just not acknowledge the guy. So he went over and sat in front of him.
“Hi” he says with a blinding smile. “I would have never thought you were into jazz” he leans his cheek against his fist on the table. Jungkook doesn’t seem too surprised though.
“I knew you were” he replies. “I like jazz too… but I wasn't expecting to see you here though”
Taehyung waves down a waiter and asked for red wine for himself and when he turned for the other, Jungkook asked for a whiskey.
“That’s strong” Taehyung comments when the waiter was gone.
The other chuckles. Cleaning the table up and putting away his computer to the side. “Not a wine guy in the least. I like it hard” he replies, cracking into a mischievous smile.
Taehyung blushes, looking away.
Everyone in the jazz bar were mostly elderly couples. It’s Tuesdays dance night, so they all were on the dance floor. Aside from the two.
Jungkook notes Taehyung’s outfit. Classy. Neat. He looked beautiful, like always, and he was meant in such a place. An old soul trapped in an millennial body.
Jungkook on the other hand never wears anything than black. He had a black denim jacket, grey shirt with his signature black ripped jeans. Taehyung thought he looked really good though. Doesn’t really matter what clothes he wore, Jungkook was Aphrodite’s son. He was handsome and hot.
The two shared the night together. Talking about the most nonsensical things throughout the night.
By the end of the night, they were slow dancing in the middle. It was the omega that took Jungkook’s hand, after telling himself to just do it in his mind over and over again, and finally brought him to the floor.
“I can’t dance” Jungkook shakes his head.
Taehyung pouts, “you wouldn’t leave me here all long, would you” he pulls Jungkook closer, biting back a smile when the other gives in and starts to move.
“Your so lucky your cute” he groans.
Taehyung giggles as they dance, the older couples watch the two goof around the dance floor. Smiling fondly at them.
The omega sees a different side of Jungkook that he knows not many has seen before.
When the live band plays a slower song, the omega was hesitates at first but before he could move to close the gap between them, Jungkook pulled him closer. Holding his waist.
“Is this okay?” He asked in a whisper.
Taehyung gulped. Bitting his lips, he nods up at him. “Hm” he hums. His own arms circle around Jungkook’s neck.
They swayed to the music.
Taehyung head dripped down to Jungkook’s shoulders. Jungkook held his waist tighter, humming the tone in Taehyung ear.
God, it was so romantic.
It felt right. Like the universe planned this meeting.
Taehyung hadn’t planned to go to the jazz bar tonight, in fact he was supposed to go out with Jin but his best friend canceled last minute since he had a paper he forgot to do—and since the omega was out and dressed up already, he couldn’t stop himself from going in the jazz bar.
The night was perfect. Jungkook held him so gently. Whispering cute little words in his ear, making him laugh as they danced together.
Taehyung’s heart skipped a beat.
The omega drove to the jazz bar but was going to call a cab to take him back since he can’t drive intoxicated, but Jungkook offered to walk him back to his dorm instead. The jazz bar was pretty close to the university.
The other said something about wanting to make sure he got home safe.
“You’re an unmated omega, I don’t want anything to happen to you” he has whispers, scared to say it too loud. Aside from that, the omega knew Jungkook didn’t want the night to end just yet—so did he, they walked through the park. Theirs hands brush as they walk and before they knew it, their pinky’s were intertwined.
Taehyung felt his heart shake and butterflies erupted inside. When they got to the dorms, Taehyung pulls Jungkook by the hand and kisses his cheek.
The next day, Taehyung couldn’t stop thinking about what happened. When he saw the latter, he blushes, smiling at him.
Jungkook returned the same emotion. He thought about the night too.
“Hey, Taehyung. Was Jungkook with you last night?” Jimin had suddenly came up to him in the hallway.
Taehyung stops and he nods, blush coating his cheeks, “yeah, he was. Why?”
Jimin squeals, “he texted me all night long saying he had the greatest night of his life” The omega bites his lips to stop himself from smiling too wide.
“He said that…” he can’t himself when he smiles.
The other omega nods, “yeah. He even sent me voice memos of him talking about how happy he was—what did you guys even do?”
“We met at a jazz bar, unintentionally. We danced the night away”
Jimin squeals again, “You really are his perfect match. He always asked us to go with but me and Yoongi don’t like jazz”
He couldn’t stop thinking about Jungkook. Even Jin had trouble snapping him out of his daze during lunch.
They exchanged phone numbers the next workshop session.
They spent the weekend together going around Seoul and taking pictures for their assignment.
Taehyung would steal shots of Jungkook walking before him, he took pictures of Jungkook taking pictures of the sky—what he doesn’t know was Jungkook had done the same. Taken candid shots of him doing the most mundane thing like sitting against a tree. Or eating a hotdog. Jungkook even got the moment when a blob of ketchup falls onto the omegas shirt and Taehyung’s reaction is just, out of this world.
At night they text a lot. It later upgraded to face timing until midnight after a few weeks—they shared thoughts and ideas, literally just talking about anything for hours.
There’s something that makes Taehyung stop and think about Jungkook—even when he’s not around.
Taehyung would be in his dorm room, shared with his best friend, Jin, and all of a sudden when he smells coffee, like the one that sticks on Jungkook, he thinks about him. Wonders what he could be doing. Who he was with.
When he’s on campus grounds and he sees a fairly familiar guy, dressed in black clothing and the smell of cigarette start to cloud his mind, he beams because it was Jungkook—but it was another guy. His the frown says it all.
He liked Jungkook. He liked Jungkook—god he liked Jungkook so much.
The other stands out in a crowd. He was tall but he has this glowing aura. Almost like a halo hovering above his head. Truly, he shines like an angel. He’s hot but there’s this innocent affect.
He blushes easily and when he gets embarrassed and put on the spot his ears turn red. It’s cute.
Sometimes Taehyung would just want to squish his cheeks and kiss his kissable nose, but some other times he wants Jungkook to pin him against a wall—you know.
He was down bad for him.
Taehyung would catch him around campus, in the field, taking photos of the sky, the grass, and the other students around. He may have been popular but he liked being alone too. Knew when to just take a breather and some ‘me time’.
You would think you’d find Jungkook in the middle of a crowd all the time, because you technically would, but if you truly knew him, you’d know that he prefers to be alone.
He had found the latter unintentionally at the corner of the library, just close to the science section that his friend asked of him to fetch a book since he had been in the library already.
Jungkook was there on the floor, head phones in and doing his work unbothered. He doesn’t even notice Taehyung hiding behind a shelf, watching him for almost 20 minutes—Taehyung isn’t a creep, he just finds everything Jungkook does, like sitting on the floor at the corner of the library, adorable. Makes him smile.
Taehyung would see Jungkook at a park bench just off campus, guitar in his hand and singing and playing to his heart’s content. Some people stop to listen to him, some clap their hands and some praise him for his voice. Some even go as to give him money but Jungkook shakes his head.
He heard him say, that he couldn’t accept it. He was playing for himself.
The omega would see him by the parking, leaning against his car, cigarette between his lips. He had headphones on, eyes closed as he smokes.
Taehyung takes out one of the ear buds from his ear and puts it in his. Jungkook isn’t any bit surprised. Taehyung comes to join him whenever he sees him.
”cigarettes after sex, why am I not surprise” he says with a giggle. Jungkook looks the other way when he blows the smoke out. Taehyung smiles and the other catches it.
“Ice cream?” Jungkook asked after he threw away the cigarette bud on the ground, stepping on it. “My treat?”
The omega nods. “I’d never pass up free ice cream” he beams. He rounds the car and jumps in.
Taehyung thinks it was inevitable that he fell of Jungkook and his cute bunny smile—since he met him, no one else kept his mind captive the way Jungkook does.
He is someone who makes Taehyung’s day brighter, shiner—Jungkook has so many things going on, that he doesn’t know, yet at any second he always tries to make other people smile.
Taehyung would always see him making his friends laugh uncontrollably. Like body doubling over with laughter.
Maybe that’s why Taehyung fell in love with him.
He’s just so loveable and genuine.
Taehyung would take photos of Jungkook whenever he could. Secretly, because if the latter knew he would be a bit angry. They were close at this point on. Jungkook was a camera shy, stated in the workshop that he liked being behind the camera, not the subject of the lens.
But, Jungkook was beautiful. His smile was breath-taking and his eyes held a million tiny stars. Taehyung felt compelled to take his photos because a precious thing like him should be captured. He has a separate folder just for Jungkook. All the photos he had taken secretly over the course of their new friendship was stored there—maybe someday he’ll show Jungkook.
“You’re literally looking at him with heart eyes, it’s gross” his friend pretends to gag, but Taehyung snaps out of his Jungkook daze and hits Jin on the shoulders. Lightly out of love.
“Why are you even still here? Don’t you have bio?” He rolls his eyes.
Jin widens his eyes and scrambles to grab his things. “Shit I do” he gulps down his drink and dashes out of the cafeteria with a small ‘bye bitch’ to Taehyung with a kiss blown in the air.
Taehyung puts his attention back on Jungkook, only the second he looks back, he meets his eyes. The other was looking at him, at him. Embarrassed he was caught, Taehyung looks away. Trying to be subtle he dares a glance back, only Jungkook still had his eyes on him. They never left him.
The younger chuckles at his reaction being caught. Jungkook smiles as he sends a wink. Taehyung swears he hears Jungkook whispers ‘cute’ when he blushes red, looking away, but he isn’t so sure.
His two friends had whispered to Jungkook while looking at him. And when the beta stands up with his books, walks towards Taehyung’s empty table, the omega looks away as if he was busy… looking at the garbage because waste was just so interesting.
“Can I keep you company?” He hears from him. His soothing sweet soft voice makes Taehyung’s heart shake. He looks up at him with a smile. “Of course.” He answered.
Jungkook sits opposite of him, he didn’t have his tray so that means he had finished eating already—unless he didn’t grab lunch. Taehyung’s very observant to know that Jungkook lives off of coffee and cigarettes so the first option was out of the question.
“Have you eaten?” He asked. Taehyung already knew but he wanted to ask anyways. The younger one shakes his head.
“I don’t eat” he says replys.
“You eat cigarettes like it’s cookies though” he shakes his head, “that’s not good”
Jungkook chuckles and leans up against his palm, looking at him. “I don’t have an appetite, I had coffee this morning. I’m good until midnight. Then I’ll have ramen or something” he shrugs.
Taehyung doesn’t like that answer at all, it doesn’t sound healthy at all. He frowns, pout on his face. Brows knitted together.
“What?”
The omega stands up and goes to throw his garbage away and put his tray along with the other used ones. He walks back to his table and pushes all his things in his bag.
Then, he leans towards the other and takes Jungkook’s hand. Unconsciously they intertwined on their own. He pulls him in on his feet.
“Come on, let’s go eat somewhere”
Jungkook doesn’t protest, he doesn’t pull back and he surely doesn’t let go.
When Taehyung glances back, just when they got out of the cafeteria, Jungkook was smiling at him. Even though he had a sandwich he was willing to eat more. Apart of him is squealing at the fact he was holding Jungkook’s hands, the other part of him is worried about the beta, he wants to make sure the other gets something to eat.
“You boss people around like this often?”
The smile doesn’t flatter from Taehyung’s lips, in fact it grows even wider. If that’s even possible.
“No, just you”
Jungkook squeezes his hand as a reply. Something along the lines that he might have liked what Taehyung had answered with.
Taehyung drags the other boy cross campus, everyone stopping to stare as they pass. They looked good together but not many knew they were friends. Not like the two cared enough, it was no one else’s business.
The omega brings Jungkook to one of his favourite restaurants just off campus road.
“Oh Taetae, is this your boyfriend” they both hear when they come in. “You have never brought anyone other than Jin or Namjoon!”
Taehyung’s cheeks heat up at the aunties’ words, his fingers still intertwined with Jungkook’s.
“Um…”
Thankfully the husband pushes them towards a table, gently, instead of pressing for an answer.
“How is classes going honey?” She differed to another question. Taehyung answered that he was busy with exams and papers.
“We missed you here, Tae, glad to see you back. Get anything you want. It’s on me and your aunt”
Jungkook smiles at them when they leave, now just noticing how their fingers were intertwined on the table. He doesn’t pull away, instead he waits for Taehyung to do so first.
But Taehyung was thinking the same thing. He doesn’t let go first and waits for Jungkook to do the first move.
It’s an endless game of waiting for a few minutes in comfortable silence, until Taehyung finally speaks up about the food.
“It’s my treat, don’t worry I won’t let aunt and uncle say it’s free. Get what you want, okay?” He says with a smile. Jungkook smiles back, he hums in acknowledgement. Looking at their fingers and back at him.
“Your hands warm” he says.
Taehyung’s already heated cheeks, heat up again. Hotter than mercury. He slowly pulls away. “Sorry” he looks down at his lap.
Jungkook shakes his head. “No!” He says a bit too loud that it garners attention. He scratches the back of his neck, looking at Taehyung than away. “I mean… I don’t mind. I… I liked holding your hand” he whispers just under his breath but Taehyung catches it.
The omega turns to blush as their eyes meet, “I did too”
The two of them fall into a conversation about the food on the menu. Everything just felt natural. Taehyung eagerly tells him about the ones he liked, which was basically front to back of the menu.
What the omega didn’t know was the beta looking fondly at him as he rambles on and on.
Soon they order and are waiting for their food.
“Shit, you don’t have class right? I totally didn’t think about that” he says all of a sudden. Jungkook shakes his head. “Nope. Art theory was my last class today” he replies.
Taehyung mutters out a small ‘good’. Jungkook had been curious since the second they came inside, so he ask if the owners of the restaurant were really Taehyung’s relatives.
The omega tells him no. The owners of the place are like his second parents, took care of him when he first moved to Seoul even though they weren’t related. Taehyung was lost and couldn’t find where the dorms were when he first came, and since it was winter, it was late and cold, and they saw Taehyung outside all confused. They were kind enough to open up their restaurant and bring him in. Make him soup and tell him to sleep the night in their place since it was too late.
Ever since they look out for him, and Taehyung would come over on the weekends or whenever he had free time to help. When they try to give him money he runs away giggling. He couldn’t accept it. He was helping on his own free will.
“That’s really nice of them. And you, to help out”
Taehyung smiles, “my parents are back in Daegu so… they are like my second parents. I go to them when I’m stressed out or when I’m having a hard time I ask if I can sleep at theirs and they have been really good to me. I plan on returning the kindness by helping out when I can or buy groceries for them. It’s the least I could do for everything they’ve done”
The uncle comes with a tray of food, some they didn’t even order and when asked he says it’s on the house. Taehyung chuckles, they both thank him and he raises a brow at Jungkook when he leaves.
“Eat lots, okay. You need to have food in you” he says all worriedly, “cigarettes are bad, you know that and coffee? Worse combination in the world. If I have to take you out to eat everyday just so I know you’re getting food in you, I don’t mind”
Jungkook chuckles, “how nice of you. Your pockets will be empty because of me”
“I don’t mind” he shrugs, shoving rice in his mouth. His cheeks are dusted a permanent red colour.
“How ‘bout next time, I take you out? Repay for all of this?” he raised a brow, waiting.
Like a date? Taehyung squeals inside but he stays neutral. “I’d like that”
“Good, it’s a date then”
Jungkook says like it’s nothing but he doesn’t know the storm that’s happening inside of Taehyung. His insides are squealing and screaming and there’s rainbows and butterflies—
He snaps back when Jungkook chuckles, “you’re so cute”
Taehyung had official died then and there.
The two of them had gotten close. Really close that even their friends became friends because of them.
They would all go eat out together. Hang out and watch a movie. It was nice.
Taehyung had dropped by at Jungkook’s place, the frat house unannounced — Jungkook made sure to protect the omega when they called him down.
He got mad at Taehyung for not telling him he was coming. The frat house was an alpha den. It’s not safe for unmated omegas.
The omega blushes at his concern and told him he wouldn’t come over unannounced again, for his safety.
When Jungkook muttered up his courage to go over to the omegas dorm, they spent it watching a movie on Taehyung’s bed. Cuddled up against one another.
They ordered chicken and beer, since it was Friday night, they stayed up playing games on Taehyung’s switch.
At first they were awkward since well, they had never been alone like that before. They would go bowling, eat out at cafes, go to arcades—but they were never alone in each other’s dorm before. It was like a big step.
Even though it was a bit awkward, it felt natural. Everything with them just felt right.
Hoseok, resident campus king—invited all of them to a banger at his parents house. Big rich mansion away from campus. Parents were away for a business trip and well Hoseok saw an opportunity.
Taehyung only went because Jungkook asked him to go with him. The omega would have stayed home and watched a movie in bed— but he got dressed up. For Jungkook, duh. Wore his skinny jeans that makes his ass look delicious. Just for him.
Jungkook picked him up at the dorm and drove them over. Couldn’t stop stealing glances at him, it made the omega feel so hot
On the ride there, Taehyung swears he wasn’t gonna drink. Hangovers are a bitch and he planned to have brunch with his mother who was coming to visit.
”…do you wanna come with me? Tomorrow I mean, to meet my mom?” The omega shyly asked.
Jungkook hums, a hand comes to hold Taehyung’s knee. A touch that’s welcomed. “If you want me there, I’d love to meet your mother” He glances at him at a stop sign. Smile on his face.
Taehyung bites his lips. “Yeah, I’d want you there. She’ll love you” he says. Like I do. He holds the hand on his knee. Squeezing lightly.
Everyone at the party can see by the way they look at one another, that they had feelings for the other.
Everyone would comment, even those they weren’t really close with, how good they looked together. What a great couple they would make.
Jungkook was stolen by his frat mates 20 minutes in and Taehyung was left with Jimin and Yoongi. Who had their tongues down one another’s making out beside him.
Jin and Namjoon, they’re probably making out somewhere too—thankfully Hoseok catches up with him. The older one use to date his cousin, that’s how they came friends.
“where’s your lover boy?” He asked.
Taehyung rolls his eyes but there’s blush on his cheeks. And he doesn’t deny it too. “His frat stole him” he replied. Finding Jungkook in the crowd.
The alpha comes closer to him, leaning over to whisper. Taehyung draws his brows but he knows Hoseok would never hurt him.
“Your bunny boy is sending me daggers right now” he chuckles.
Taehyung glances back to see Jungkook watching him. Jaw clenched. His eyes are narrow. Hoseok steps away, patting his shoulders before leaving.
“Make him yours already” he groans looking back at the omega.
Taehyung looks at the beta, watches how Jungkook leaves his friends and walk towards him. He pushes himself off the wall and walks towards the latter too.
They both met in the middle with smiles painting their lips. Jungkook’s hands find his waist all so naturally and Taehyung has never felt so happy to have felt the touch.
He craved for Jungkook’s touch.
”what did Hoseok-hyung say?”
Taehyung giggles, pulling Jungkook closer and wrapping his arms around him. They sway to the music. “Said that I looked beautiful tonight and wants to…” he dares play a game.
Jungkook glares at him.
The omega laughs, “I’m just kidding. You idiot” he pinches his cheeks. “He asked where you went, leaned in to say how you were watching. He likes teasing you, Kook”
Taehyung catches the way Hoseok laughs with his friends at the corner. Watching them.
”He doesn’t mean any harm.” The omega points his chin over to look
“I know… just didn’t like how close he was to you” he says with a hint of jealousy and a bit possessiveness with the way his hands tighten on Taehyung’s waist. “How about we get outta here? Watch a movie back at yours?”
The omega nods. “That sounds better, yeah”
They bid goodbye to their friends and since they didn’t drink at all—Jungkook is responsible it’s so hot, he drives them back to the dorms safety.
Taehyung very shyly asked if he wanted to stay for the night. This night has been very eventful since the start. He asked Jungkook to come meet his mom with him and now he asked the other to stay—Jungkook hesitated and asked if he was really sure. He didn’t want to make him uncomfortable or anything.
The omega nodded, told him he wanted him to stay.
“It’ll be like… it’ll be like cuddling all night long, you don’t have to leave this time.” He blushes.
Taehyung trusts Jungkook. He knows the other would never hurt him and that his feelings are genuine. He wanted to spend a night tonight. Nothing but just talking and cuddling. No sex… not yet at least.
Taehyung took a quick shower, cheeks heated up when he walked out to see Jungkook on his bed waiting for him. The beta used Jin’s bathroom to wash up. Taehyung had to steal a shirt of Namjoons in Jin’s laundry for Jungkook to wear since he wouldn’t fit in any of Taehyung’s.
Jungkook ranks his eyes over his body, licks his lips unconsciously.
He was wearing an oversized t-shirt with small short. That’s why he wears to bed all the time—but Jungkook’s eyes made him feel warm and weird. Good weird.
Gulping, fingers fidgeting with his lips bitten. He watches the way Jungkook sits up and whispers how pretty he was.
”come here, I’ll dry you hair”
The omega walks towards him, lips bitten, and sits on the bed, Jungkook’s gets off only to stand between his legs and take a hold of the towel. He ruffles his hair with it gently. Taehyung holds the hem of his shirt, laughing and giggling.
“Thank you” he says when the other was done.
They settled under the covers, cuddling up against one another and they pick out a movie to watch. The beta lets the omega choose whag to watch—said he didn’t care as long as he gets to cuddle Taehyung.
Jungkook is everything he wants. He’s perfect.
Taehyung woke up to the beta smiling at him. He was sleeping on his chest.
“Hi” he says shyly, rubbing his eyes and stretching his limbs out. It makes Jungkook laugh, looking fondly at him.
”Good morning sleepy-head. Wanted to wake you up earlier but you looked so peaceful but we have an hour before we go met your mother”
That has the omega scrambling to his leg and jumping in the bathroom. He pops his head back out to smile at Jungkook. He giggles. The beta watches him with so much fondness.
“Meet me back here in 40?” The omega comes back out and sits on the bed. Pulling Jungkook to sit up.
”I’ll be here”
Taehyung leans over and kisses his cheek. “Last night was amazing.” He whispers. Jungkook blushes too. “I had fun”
“Me too. Had a beautiful omega sleeping on me all night, im so lucky”
They go meet Taehyung’s mom at the aunt and uncle’s restaurant. The omegas mother wanted to meet them and thank them for taking care of her son and treating him like their own.
Taehyung’s mom had her brows raised when she saw Taehyung come in with Jungkook. They were holding hands.
His mother does press on too much and thats good. It seems the beta had charmed Taehyung mother away. Made her laugh and smile.
Taehyung really liked seeing everyone he loved, become fond of Jungkook.
“I like him. He’s good to you” his mother had commented before she left. Jungkook was in the bathroom.
”I like him too, a lot” he blushes.
His mother hugs him and tells him that next time his father and siblings will join and come visit. Jungkook bows to her when he gets back but she pulls him in for an embrace.
”you better keep my son safe”
Jungkook saluted, it made Taehyung giggle rolling his eyes. “I will handcuff him to me if I have too, Ma’am”
His mother shakes his head laughing, but she was very fond of Jungkook. Smiling at him. She left just before 2 since she had to drive back.
He hears his aunt whisper, “when are will they just get together” to her husband said. Taehyung blushes because he really wants Jungkook.
At first glance Jungkook’s your average (good) looking collage boy. Fit— big muscles, tall, cute but the edgy clothing gives him a cool vibe. He looks and seems like an alpha, but he’s not.
Not that Taehyung cared about that, he really didn’t notice until he a few of his friends were talking about him and Jungkook looked a bit more than friends.
“He’s a beta, Tae”
The omega draws his eyebrows together, “And?” He shrugs, “Is being a beta a crime now?” He asked irritated.
In the society they live in, betas weren’t accepted. They’re outcast. People look down on beta as the lowest rank.
Taehyung hates people who think that way. Small minded shits, he didn’t knew he was friends with some. Well he wouldn’t want to be friends now.
“I’m just saying, you should be with Seojoon. He’s an alpha. Jungkook doesn’t deserve you—”
Taehyung grabs his stuff, “You should mind your own fucking business, Su” he stands up, pushing his chair back that it makes a loud squeak.
“Who are you to tell me who to be with?” He scoffs, “Who I date or become friends with is none of your fucking business. It’s 2022 for fucking sake—You small minded people grow up!”
He walks away angry. Literally who was she to tell him that? The omega was seething. First of all, he thought they were friends? Friends don’t say shit like that!
Second, how dare she say that about Jungkook?
Taehyung didn’t know latter saw what happened. Didn’t know the other followed him out to the field.
“Hey” Jungkook called out to him, pulling him back by his wrist. “…calm down”
Taehyung takes a deep inhale, turning around to face Jungkook. He drops his things on the grass and jumps to hug Jungkook.
“I’m so sorry”
He doesn’t say anything more and just hugs the other really tightly. His nose gentle rubs against the others neck, he scents him.
Jungkook lets him because it would make him feel better doing so.
Many knew he was a beta, some don’t care, some did.
Jungkook was different than your average society-failed beta though. He was fun. Wild. Crazy. He found out at a party that Jungkook, fairly quiet guy was the life of the party. Everyone surrounded and wanted to talk to him. Friends with multiple people—even belonged to a frat house.
He may be quiet but he was this social butterfly when he talks.
Taehyung liked how Jungkook smelled. Most alphas have such strong scents. Musky and pungent—Taehyung doesn’t like how most alphas smell, they clog his nose and makes his omega feel vulnerable and sometimes uncomfortable.
Jungkook’s scent, coffee and cigarettes, make him feel safer than any other has ever did. He feels protected when Jungkook’s scent surrounds him.
He’s is different than all the guys out there and Taehyung didn’t care if he is a beta or not.
Hadn’t even spared sub-genders a thought at all until it was brought up.
Taehyung has many alphas chasing him but he doesn’t want an alpha.
He wants Jungkook.
He likes how gentle he is, how genuine and sweet. Jungkook is everything he wants, he doesn’t care about his rank.
That never crossed his mind. Taehyung was too busy blushing at his actions to even think about his sub-gender.
Taehyung likes how he walks him to his classes or how smokes less now, instead of finishing a pack before lunch. He has been eating more too.
He fell for Jungkook’s smiles, the way his nose crunches when he laughs, or how his ears turn red when he’s embarrassed.
How he sends Taehyung goofy pictures of himself or doodles on his papers during the workshop. How he slips letters with silly dad jokes on them when they pass one another in the hall.
He fell for the way Jungkook would stop at the restaurant on the weekends Taehyung would help his aunt and uncle out, coming in to offer another helping hand.
The omega never knew making kimchi was so much fun —aside from stealing a few bites and getting caught. He blames Jungkook for that though because the latter was literally feeding him off the tray.
“What more do you want?” he asked him, taking a deep inhale to stop himself from shouting at Jungkook.
“Is the way I have turned down all of the alphas that have asked me out, not enough to get it through that I want you?” he asked. “Is my eagerness to see you and be with you all the time, not enough? Jungkook… You cloud my mind, idiot. You make me think about you every second of the day and when my aunt says you’d make a great boyfriend, I tell her that I wish you really were.”
Taehyung confesses to the beta but he just wouldn’t believe it. So he’s trying to get it through, because he wants Jungkook his.
Officially. No more obvious pinning for one another. He wants to be able to hold and kiss Jungkook because he so badly wants him that way.
The omega steps closer, he leans towards him and holds his shoulders. He shakes him lightly.
“Do I have to scream it for all of campus to know that I only wanna be yours?” he asked.
“I will Jungkook, I will scream it if it gets you to understand just how much I want you and no one else.”
Taehyung leaves his space then and walks towards the field, dropping his things on the ground but before he could get a word out, a hand grabbed his wrist. Tugging him back into an embrace.
Jungkook hugs him from behind. Tightly. Chin hooked over his shoulders.
“You’re such an idiot” he whispered with a low chuckle. His breath tickles Taehyung’s nape but before that clouds his mind, how close Jungkook was, he turns around to face the beta.
He gasps in disbelief, “Excuse me, you’re the idiot—”
He was cut off by a pair of lips against his. It takes him a moment to understand what was happening but when he comes to it, he closes his eyes and lets his arms wrap around Jungkook’s neck. Kissing him back just as passionately.
He doesn’t care that they were in public. He only cares about Jungkook and the way his lips fit so perfect against his.
Taehyung smiles against his lips, giggling when Jungkook bites his lower lip.
The kiss was so soft.
Jungkook tastes like coffee and smells cigarettes but Taehyung doesn’t mind at all.
It was everything he imagined and more. Jungkook’s hands on his waist, just like when in the jazz bar, tightening as he pulls him flush against his chest.
It was perfect, Jungkook was perfect.
When they break apart, the two rest their foreheads together. Smiling.
“I was scared” Jungkook whispers. He had his eyes closed. “I was just scared this was all a dream. You’re a beautiful omega, everyone wants you and—”
Taehyung cuts him off, “well, I want you. Not them” he cups his cheeks. The omega leans over to press a sweet kiss on his lips.
Taehyung pulls away when the murmurs of people passes his ear. He doesn’t care what they think, never had in the beginning.
He takes Jungkook’s hands and leans down to get his stuff. Then he turns to the people around.
“Kim Taehyung is officially off the market people.” He says before he walks away with Jungkook.
The beta is shaking his head.
“You’re such a dork” he pulls Taehyung to him, kissing his cheek. The omega just giggles.
When they get to the omega’s dorm, thankfully Jin had afternoon classes so he wasn’t there to tease them. The omega takes Jungkook to his room. They both sit down on the bed. Both sitting facing one another. Their hearts thumping in their chest. Pounding.
They had confessed—or well Taehyung had, but he knows Jungkook feels the same.
“I’m not dreaming right?” he asked as he cups Taehyung’s cheeks. “You like me just as much as I do, right?” Taehyung leans against his hand, holding it with his.
He nods, closing his eyes. He loves Jungkook’s touch. His warmth and his scent. Makes the omega feel so safe and protected.
They say betas don’t have a scent, but Jungkook does. Aside from coffee and cigarettes,
He smells like comfort. He smells like home.
“I like you…” he shakes his head. “No, I think it’s more than just like, jungkook, I think I love you” he giggles. He kisses the betas nose. “I know you’re scared, but you’re so much better than anyone else. I like you for you, fuck our second gender. No one has ever made me go insane the way you do”
Jungkook pulls him to his lap, Taehyung straddles the beta with red cheeks. Holding his shoulders and looking down at his lips then back up to his eyes.
He giggles when Jungkook noses against his jaw, kissing his neck.
“I think I love you too… I know I do” he whispers, their lips barely keeping any distance.
“Be mine?” he dares to ask as if Taehyung would ever deny his own happiness. The omega leans down to kiss his lips.
“Yes” he whispers against him.
Their lips met for the second time, only it was much faster than the before. Their lips danced with one another’s.
Jungkook’s hands go to hold his hips, slipping under his shirt to hold his skin. Kneading it. The omega gasps against his mouth, playing with Jungkook’s hair as he pulls him closer. Needing him closer.
They pull away when the omega burst out in a fit of giggles because Jungkook was tickling him his sides. Flipping him over on his back and he kisses the omega breathlessly. Hands pinned at his side.
Jungkook pulls away, looking at how messy Taehyung looked. Hair dishevelled and lips red, glistening with their spit.
The omega bites his lips and Jungkook eyes follow the action.
“I can’t believe you’re mine” he whispers.
The omega leans forward to catch his lips which he does successfully. He bites Jungkook’s bottom lip pulling him back down again.
When they pull away the omega pushes Jungkook down and lays on top of him. His head resting on his chest.
Jungkook kisses his forehead, threading his fingers through his hair.
Taehyung has never felt so safe in his life.
“You can finally tell auntie that I’m your boyfriend now”
Taehyung giggles, moving so that he can look at Jungkook. Head nuzzling into his neck.
“yeah, I finally can” he kisses the beta’s jaw.
Taehyung joined the photography workshop with no idea he’d be finishing the class with a boyfriend.