Third person pov

"Ahh," he groaned as he woke up on the couch. He had a pounding headache and bad body pain.

He sat upright and held on his forehead, trying to understand what had happened to him.

His eyes snap open when he remembered that he had gone to a club to drink so he could forget about a certain blond for a while.

He got images of a certain black-haired female making him drink something and then taking, more like forcing him to a room.

The girl had thrown herself on him and he couldn't even react for a while.

Being drugged, he had groped her ass when she grinded down on him but he came to his senses as soon as she moaned disgustingly.

He had pushed her away, growled at her and made her submit before leaving her there, crying.

After that, he couldn't really remember what happened as his memories very unclear.

He gasped when he felt stickiness between his legs. He remembered hazy images of groping Taehyung's ass and pulling him closer without his consent.

Taehyung...

"Shit, shit, shit, what have I done?! I-I..." he groaned again, punching the pillow nearby as he felt really angry at himself. He got up quickly, taking long strides to his room.

He took a long shower, trying to calm himself down. He wanted to cry but not a single tear escaped his eyelids.

He kept punching the bathroom wall in anger, he knew he had messed up, real bad this time.

He wasn't ready to face the omega, his heart clenched when he thought about seeing the hurt expression on his face. He had already concluded that he had forced himself on Taehyung and did things without his consent.

I don't want to see you hurt, wanna see you smile and giggle like you always do on the smallest little thing Hayoon does but I only give you pain and snatch your smile from your face.

I don't want to do this but I've never given happiness to anyone. All I have given to people I care for is pain.

He walked down the stairs, anxious as ever, definitely not ready for what is going to happen.

His heart was beating way too fast. He had a small hope that Taehyung would let him explain and blush while telling him that everything's alright.

But deep down he knew that wouldn't happen.

He knew that was impossible.

After what he did, Taehyung wouldn't forgive him but he hoped to be forgiven.

He breathed out shakily when he heard small noises coming from the kitchen, a pleasant aroma of warm milk and cereals clouding his senses along with the omega's sweet scent.

He felt so damn guilty and sad.

He wanted to fall on his knees before Taehyung and apologize to him, beg him for forgiveness and stay in the same position until Taehyung forgave him.

He peeked into the kitchen with anxious eyes, his heart pounding against his rib when he saw the younger in there. He walked into the kitchen with small, hesitant steps.

"Tae..." the omega froze as soon as he heard the voice, he was too deep in thought and had missed the strong scent of the elder.

He gritted his teeth, getting back to work, deciding to not acknowledge the other's presence.

Jungkook felt a pang of hurt in his chest when Taehyung didn't even look at him.

"Taehyung... I-I'm really sorry."

Again, no response. Jungkook's heart sank, his hopes crashing down. Taehyung had never acted like this before.

"Tae," he tried to gain his attention again but to no avail. Taehyung just continued working, neither looking at him nor making an effort to listen to his apologies.

Jungkook took his wrist into his hand, now getting desperate to have his attention.

"Let me go," Taehyung growled lowly, making the trueblood feel fear.

"Please listen to me! I-I was drugged. I didn't mean to do such a thing to you!" Jungkook says, distressed.

He was on the verge of breaking down and crying but he wouldn't do it--out of habit--as he had always held himself back from crying and showing his vulnerable side to anybody.

Taehyung finally looked up at him. Jungkook's breath hitched when he sees the emotion in them.

It wasn't anything like before. They weren't soft and innocent. They were hard and emotionless.

"Why are you apologizing, master? You had a right to do whatever you did; you touched me without thinking about what I need then even told me things which broke my heart, but I am your slave after all. It's alright." these words held no emotion, and Taehyung's voice wasn't more than a whisper but held deep emotions of anger.

Jungkook didn't know why those words hurt so much. He couldn't speak anymore, just stared at Taehyung's beautiful brown eyes with a small frown and soft eyes.

Taehyung pulled his hand away from his hold harshly and got right back to drowning in work.

Just a relation of slave and master.

Jungkook repeated those words in his mind before turning around and leaving, the bitter feeling in him rising more and more.

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Hayoon looked at Taehyung with confusion, a frown resting on her cute face. She knew something was wrong.

Taehyung hadn't smiled at her and greeted her this morning, neither had he even looked at the whole day.

Now, he wasn't giggling and playing along with her, just sitting idly on the ground while staring at the floor.

She put her toys away and walked to Taehyung. She sat down on his lap and hugged him, frown deepening when Taehyung flinched, startled by her actions.

"What's wrong, mommy?" She asked softly. Taehyung doesn't reply at all, just hugs her back, trying hard not to cry.

He was so broken and in need of comfort which only the girl could give her at the moment.

She broke away to study his features before reaching her hand out and grabbing a bar of chocolate from the table.

"Mommy is sad? Eat chocie and become happy again," she pleads because she didn't like seeing him like this, dejected and sad.

Taehyung couldn't hold himself back from crying now. Hayoon gasps when he suddenly pulled her into his embrace and held her impossibly tight. He broke down into sobs and cries.

Hayoon, being soft-hearted, also teared up just because she heard her mom cry.

Taehyung kept letting out heart-wrenching cries, both of the mother-daughter duo not realizing that a certain ravenette was watching them from behind the door of the room with really sad and guilty eyes.

"M-mommy," Hayoon whimpers, now crying too. She pulled away to watch his red face which was wet with tears.

She rubbed his tears off with her chubby hands and sniffled before cupping his cheeks.

"I-is mommy missing mommy's mommy?" she asks because remembers herself only crying when she missed her mom.

Taehyung feels a pang in his chest when he remembers his mom. He had absolutely no idea about how she is doing. 

Even when he had left the mansion, Jimin had told him that they couldn't go meet Eunae because there was a high chance of one of the warriors seeing them and informing Jungho about it.

It had been almost four years since he had seen her and to say that he missed her would be an understatement.

He nodded aggressively as he pulled her back into his embrace. He nosed her scent greedily.

"I-I miss her very much," he whimpered and cried into her tiny shoulder.

Hayoon wrapped her hands around his neck and whispered, "Then go to her, mommy... go to your mommy."

These words made Jungkook's heart stop.

Go to her? Away from here... no, no, he can't leave. He can't leave.

He wouldn't admit it but he knew that if Taehyung left then he'll lose his mind. He would go insane. He didn't want to be left alone again.

He quickly turns around and leaves quickly, his eyes brimming with unshed tears.

He didn't want Taehyung to leave. He wanted him to stay with him.

Please... Please don't leave me.

Now he just didn't wish Taehyung left because he didn't want Jungho to hurt him but because it filled him with pain to the brim to think of Taehyung leaving. 

But it was hundred times better if Taehyung left.

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