Third person pov

"Pup, wake up. Your daddy is here," Taehyung cooes into Hayoon's ears. Her whole body was attached to his and she held onto him tightly, as if scared that he would leave.

She whines and flutters open her eyes a little.

Taehyung pecked her cheeks, lovingly and said, "it's time for you to go back home now."

The child's eyes immediately filled with tears as she clung onto him tighter.

"Mommy, Please come back home. I missed you so much for you were away!" she sniffled.

Taehyung's face fell, his heart clenched. He pecked her head repeatedly. He held her tightly and patted her back, rubbing on her waist softly.

He just didn't know what to tell her.

Should he tell her that her dad was the reason that he had gone away from her? Or that he was fed up of being abused and treated like a piece of trash by his own mate?

It was difficult for him to stay away from her too. His heart yearned to be with her always, but he didn't want to be close to Jungkook.

Rather, he wanted to stay far away from him because it hurt so bad.

His thoughts wouldn't stop torturing him, he would feel pathetic for being near that person who has hurt him more than anyone else.

"please..." She whimpered again.

"Mommy can't go back to your home, baby," he says truthfully. He didn't want her to live in false hope of him coming back because he knew how bad it hurts when a person's hope breaks.

Hayoon starts sobbing which made him panic. He pulled himself to a sitting position and brought her into his embrace to calm her down.

"I'm sorry baby. That house belongs only to you and your daddy. It will never be mine," he says softly. She shook her head and says,

"Why? W-we are so sad without you."

He frowns at the word 'we'.

"We?"

"Yes, me and daddy want you back mommy. Please come b-back."

Taehyung didn't know how to feel after hearing those words. He knew it wasn't true because...

Why would Jungkook miss him? He was the one who threw him out of the house In the first place.

There wasn't any chance of the male missing him. Hell, the omega was sure that he doesn't even think about him.

"We b-both keep going to your room t-to get your scent. I don't want that, mommy. I want to get your scent from you and not your room. W-when I cry and complain to daddy about being away from you, he cries too. He tells me that he's sorry that you're gone and can't being you back even if he wants to, but I know you miss me too. Come back home, please," she cries and threw her arms around his shoulder, burying her face in his chest.

Taehyung couldn't concentrate on anything else but the words she said regarding her father's behaviour.

What? H-he goes to my room to get my scent? Why would he do that

And he cries because he can't bring me back...

He sighed deeply, his feelings all over the place. He patted her back and cradled her to his chest. He stood up and bounced her in his arms slowly while swaying from right to left.

He forced himself to not think about Jungkook because there was absolutely no reason for him to think about that man.

But he felt really bad for his daughter.

I just can't do what you want your mommy to do, pup. I'm so sorry, but I want to do what my heart desires. I'm so selfish. I'm making my daughter suffer, but I don't want to live that suffocating life again. I don't want to think that it's better to die than to live the kind of life I'm living.

He shushed her softly when she whimpered and pecked the crown of her head.

When Hayoon finally calmed down, he took her outside the room.

Jungkook was patiently waiting at the door-having a glaring competition with Jimin.

'never come back to my house again' Jimin mindlinked him, teeth gritted and fist clenched.

'if I get back what's mine, I'll leave forever' Jungkook spat back, growling at him to which Jimin rolled his eyes. Jimin knew that he wasn't talking about Hayoon when he said 'what's mine'.

Jungkook was probably forgetting that he was an alpha and had high senses. Of course he has sensed it whenever he came in the nighta and morning.

He had missed Taehyung's scent when he had come back to his house after being thrown out by Jungkook because he was asleep.

But Jimin cared more for his bestfriend than for his cousin. Truth to be said, he hasn't ever cared for the trueblood. He tried to be there for him, but his presence wasn't wanted.

So why should he even try to be good and sweet when all he got in return was cold treatment? He hated Jungkook for being inconsiderate and rude.

Their glaring competition soon ended when Jungkook realised that Taehyung was here. His eyes snapped towards him and immediately softened, innocense now dancing in his irises as he smiled softly.

Taehyung didn't spare him even a single glance.

Jungkook gulped when his heart started thumping against his chest. His cheeks got hotter and he was biting down on his lower lip to stop himself from making sounds of pure craziness.

He wanted to whine because of how beautiful Taehyung looked. It wasn't fair.

It was making it so difficult for him to look away. He wanted to grumble about not being able to listen to his beautiful and deep voice.

He wanted to scream and apologize to him for everything he has done.

All he could think of was how ethereal the boy is.

Taehyung gave Hayoon back to Jungkook, placing her in his arms delicately.

He leaned forward and pecked her chubby and red cheek before quickly moving back because he didn't want to be close to Jungkook.

Jungkook held her against his wide chest and smiled softly. She reeked of her mom and he loved it. He loved that his daughter smelled of lavender and cherry.

It somehow made him feel like Taehyung was a part of their family.

He loved that thought.

She continued to hold Taehyung's hand tightly, whimpering as she didn't want to let go.

"Please, mommy," she sniffles while looking at him with teary and sad eyes.

Taehyung sighs and pecks her hand before pulling it away forcefully from his own. Her state was killing him, but he he knew he couldn't do anything to make her feel better.

"You can come here anytime to meet me, okay?" The omega says, hoping that she would somehow feel better.

He frowned she shakes her head, not satisfied. She didn't want to come here and meet him, she wanted him close to herself forever.

Jungkook sighed, knowing why she is so distressed. He cradled her to his chest lovingly before scenting her, and she fell asleep in his arms with the protective scent of her father wrapping her.

"Tae, you need to get ready! They might be here any moment. You will be meeting Hoseok hyung for the first time, I'm sure he will love you!" Jimin exclaimed and pushed Taehyung towards his room.

"Go get ready!" he said and looked back at Jungkook who was still at the door, staring at Taehyung's retreating form.

"Go away, bitch. What are you still doing here?" he seethed and closed the door at his face.

Jungkook rolled his eyes and got back to the car. He placed Hayoon on the backseat before tucking her into a small baby blue blanket.

He sat on the driver's seat.

He didn't drive back home though-he had other things to do. The fact that Hayoon was sleeping only made it easier for him.

There is no way I'm letting him go to a club all alone with irresponsible people like Hoseok hyung and Yoongi hyung.

He tells himself, determined to go along and make sure that Taehyung was doing fine.

He claimed that the reason he was going along was to take care of Taehyung, but the truth was that he knew he wouldn't be able to calm his nerves when it was dangerous for the boy to go to somewhere like a club.

He very well remembered the time he was drugged by some woman who had almost taken advantage of him.

He didn't want that to happen to Taehyung.

He sat completely still for a long time, not making noise as he didn't want Hayoon to wake up.

He stared at the black car which stopped a few meters away from Jimin's house and Hoseok and Yoongi got out.

Yoongi looked so done with life and Jungkook knew why. Yoongi hated drinking because, as a doctor, he could see alcoholic drinks as nothing but a liquid which causes problems to the liver of a person.

But he was possessive over Hoseok who had been a complete playboy before they met.

He knew hoseok wouldn't dare touch someone else because he feared getting killed by his mate, and he loved Yoongi way too much to cheat on him.

But Yoongi would still go because he didn't trust the other people who will be there.

Jungkook's heartbeat got faster when he saw the omega open the door and took a step out. His jaw dropped on the ground, eyes widening.

He sees Hoseok and Yoongi's stunned expression, ogling at the boy.

Jungkook was himself was mesmerized at how beautiful Taehyung looked in those tight pants which made his pretty curves more prominent and the plain shirt which exposed his collarbones.

They were simple clothes, but the omega always managed to look good in any kind of clothes he wears.

Jungkook was drooling. He definitely was.

But his possessiveness kicked in and he growled, imagining other dirty, perverted people staring at him when he looked this good.

Well, Taehyung looked good always so Jungkook would be mad if anyone ever saw him at anytime of the day, even when he's not dressed for a special occasion.

After Hoseok had had enough of staring at the eternal blushing boy, he hugged Taehyung dearly and sighed.

He felt so nice to finally meet the omega. Jungkook gritted his teeth when he sees how red Taehyung looked.

He loved it when the omega blushed, but he hated the fact that it was Hoseok who was making him blush.

They had a small conversation which Jungkook could hear clearly as his senses were heightened.

"You had been in Jungkook's house?! How didn't I even know?!" Hoseok asks, shocked as he looks at Jimin who bit his lip nervously because he had forgotten to tell Hoseok about it.

"Yeah, Seokie hyung. After young master threw me out I came back home to find the corpse o-of my mom and brother..." he says, voice breaking as he thought about the horrible memory.

It was so tough for him to accept the fact that his mom was gone. He loved her so much and wished she could come back.

But he knew that she finally got into a peaceful state by dying and reuniting with her mate.

It would've been so tough for her to live without his father. He felt slight relief and satisfaction that his mom would be happy now, with her mate, in heaven.

He accepted it that it was the best thing that could happen to the person whose mate has died. He knew that if anything happened to Jungkook, he wouldn't be able to live too.

Because he still loved Jungkook.

His love wouldn't die. Never.

And it hurt that he thought like this. It hurt that he still loved Jungkook.

Jungkook looked at them with observing eyes as they had a small talk and then decided to get going.

Jimin waved them a goodbye while smiling-he was staying back home as he wasn't in the mood of drinks.

Taehyung was a little nervous as he had never gone to a place which was crowded by unknown people.

It was the same type of fear he felt when he was suddenly taken away from his home to the prison, surrounded by unknown people-not knowing who to trust and who not to.

But he knew that time, there will be people who will protect him. Hoseok and Yoongi were there with him and they won't let him get hurt.

But what he didn't know was that even if they failed to do their job in protecting him, Jungkook will be there.

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Jungkook held the cup which had a bronze-golden coloured liquid in it near his lips.

He didn't drink it, just held it near his lips as his sole concentration was on a certain blond who was sitting a few feet away from him.

They couldn't smell each other as the strong smell of alcohol and sweat was clouding their senses.

The blond was sitting so awkwardly between drunk people who he didn't even know, and Jungkook would've laughed at how awkward he seemed, but all he could concentrate on at the moment was the hand on Taehyung's thigh.

The teenager alpha was smirking at Taehyung, while mumbling a few words, probably pleading him to give himself to him.

He was respectful enough to not force himself on Taehyung but didn't understand the meaning of 'no'.

Jungkook had an urge to walk up to Hoseok and Yoongi and choke both of them to death for leaving the boy all alone and going away to dance.

He knew how freaking irresponsible they were. That was one of the reason he was here.

He was contemplating whether to go and help the boy out or just sit where he is and watch.

Like hell he would just sit and watch someone touch something which was his.

He harshly placed the cup back down on the table and got up, completely ignoring the confused eyes of the people near him as he walked forward.

He growled as he grabbed the hand of the person who was trying to touch Taehyung and pulled it away from the omega, squeezing it with great pressure and burying his nails on it.

The boy screamed, which caused the crowd to quiet down and watch the scene. The only sound now was the loud booming song.

There were no giggles, laughs and shouts as athe crowd's attention was on them.

Taehyung gasps as he gets up and tries to pry Jungkook's hands off the boy

"Let him go!" He yelled when he saw the blood which was oozing out of his hand.

He gulps when Jungkook finally let the boy go of the boy's bleeding hand with a jerk and the boy who seemed a little elder than Taehyung, practically ran for his life.

Jungkook's eyes softened slightly when it met Taehyung's which were looking at him furiously.

"What are you doing here?!" he yells, not realising that there was a crowd around them who were watching them with hawk eyes.

"Taehyung, we're going going back home, right now," Jungkook says, voice stern yet soft.

"And why do you think I'll listen to you?!" Taehyung seethed, biting back a sob.

What could he do if the stupid bond in between them never let him forget that he was fated to this trueblood?

"Taehyung," the trueblood says sternly and took a step, forward-towering him. His eyes looked deep into his soul, pleadingly.

It would be really easy for him to dominate over the omega and take him away by force, but he couldn't do it.

He wasn't his master. He didn't want to be one.

The anger in Taehyung's really did make him scared but he didn't dare to show his fear.

"I'm not going with you," Taehyung seethed, eyes flashing deep blue in anger. Those mesmerizing blue eyes which shone for a second before turning back brown left Jungkook breathless.

The trueblood frowned because he was sure that Taehyung also didn't want to stay here. He could see how uncomfortable he was in this place.

The omega was doing it just to go against him, he realised. Now he had no option left but to take him out by force. He knew Taehyung wanted to get out too.

He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around his thighs and picked him up.

He threw him on his shoulders and carried him outside. He passed by Hoseok and Yoongi who were looking at him with wide eyes and scoffed.

Taehyung kept trashing around and telling him to let him go but he didn't do it.

"What the hell do you want?!" he asks as soon as Jungkook let him down after taking him out.

"Why did you come here?" Jungkook asks, his tone calm but demanding. Taehyung furrows his eyebrows.

"Why would you come to such a place when you don't even know how to deal with such people?"

"How are you any better than that person? Atleast he was trying to take permission!" he says and his words broke Jungkook's heart. He looked down in sadness and says, "I-I apologized for that... I was drugged that ti--"

"He was drunk and out of his mind too!" Taehyung yelled, and every word he spoke broke Jungkook's heart more and more.

Was he nothing better than a slutty stranger? Why did it seem like he meant nothing to Taehyung?

Maybe he really didn't mean anything to him.

"Now you tell me, why are you here? As far as I know you said you would head back home with Hayoon, then what are you doing here?!"

"I-i..." Jungkook didn't know how to answer of the question he asked. All he knew was that he was following his heart when it told him to go follow him and protect him.

But will Taehyung understand that? No.

"What do you want?" this time Taehyung's voice was softer, almost breaking but he composed himself. He didn't want to cry in front of the trueblood.

Jungkook looked up at him with guilt flooding his eyes, sorrow dancing in them.

"I want to apologise, Tae. I-I want to get rid of this guilt I have been feeling. I just want a chance to say sorry... I want to take you back home--"

"Why do you want to do all that?"

Jungkook stays completely quite because he didn't know what to say.

They just stared at each other with different emotions. Taehyung with confusion and mild irritation while Jungkook with guilt.

Jungkook doesn't love him, Taehyung knew. Rather, from the things he had done when he was living with him, it was clear that he hated him.

Then why was he doing all this? He loves somebody else.

...this isn't right.

Until now, Taehyung wanted Jungkook to leave whoever he loves for him, but now he didn't want him to cheat on his love because he knew how it felt when you love a person but the person doesn't love you back like you do.

He turned around, slowly wiping away his tears as he walked back to the car and sat down on the passenger seat, looking forward and waiting for Jungkook to take him back to Jimin's house.

Jungkook was glad that Taehyung didn't go back to the club. He hopped into the car and drove off to Jimin's house. He felt anxious because of the uncomfortable silence.

The fact that Taehyung was giving out distressed pheromones didn't help at all.

Only he knew how difficult it was for him to not collect the boy into his arm and scent him to calm him down.

His alpha instincts were kicking in which made him want to comfort the omega.

He bit his lip they finally reached Jimin's house. Taehyung got out quickly after looking at the sleeping form of his daughter once.

"Tomorrow. The pond in the forest near your house," Was all the omega said before he turned and left.

Jungkook was a complete mess with just those words. He hopes he'll be able to apologise and explain everything to Taehyung when they meet the next day.

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