•Chapter nine•

I hate this.

"You won't be able to attend the royal diner today evening." 

"You aren't supposed to walk into the princes' room until they specifically ask for you to show up and have permitted it." 

"Don't hold hands with them. It's wrong. People will hate you more than they already do if you do things like this." 

"Don't think you are a royal now. You're still a low-life beta." 

Only three weeks had passed since Yoongi got married and the situation was already so bad. 

He was still managing through with fake smiles, a facade of understanding and with lifeless eyes. 

Taehyung's state was miserable too, but the reason for this wasn't Hoseok and Jimin stealing away Yoongi from him but because the kingdom people were stealing Yoongi away from himself, his soul, his happiness.

Away from himself...

Yoongi looked so dead, so stripped of joy that it made him want to yell at the entire kingdom that he would dare to kill them with his sword--with the little knowledge of fighting that he has--if they didn't stop annoying his hyung.

It was much worse than the lonely time he spent for three years. It was harder, more painful because he couldn't see his hyung hurt. 

He claimed to be selfish but was so much more selfless when it came to his family. Yoongi was his family, and as much as he respected and loved Youngmi, he knew she could never be family.

 She saw him as a sacrifice which made her fame more, she dubbed him like that, and even though she has showered him with love, he doesn't know if its just to show that she cares for a sacrifice or for another reason. 

She was still mistreating his brother when all three of them were at fault, or better, at no fault at all. 

She was a coward who couldn't fight against her people. If she truly did care for Yoongi, she would take his pain away.  

Upon all these problems, he had another huge problem coming up. His heat. 

Damn it.

He was out to get fresh air but no amount of the sweet smell of flowers soothed him. even if he took a huge breath in, his chest continued to remain constricted in anxiousness. 

No smell, sight or words were calming his heart. He wanted to go to Yoongi and be with him to comfort him but was afraid to make him more distressed by showing him his own real feelings of nervousness and fear. 

He walked closer to Jungkook's area to try and speak to him because all he needed was to hear the man's voice to feel at ease again.

Jungkook's sweet, melodious voice. God, he had to admit that he missed it.

He was expecting to be met with complete silence or sweet singing of the male, but what he came across made him concerned and confused.

Jungkook had the most worried expression on his face as he paced around on the ground, book somewhere on the ground, abandoned.

Jungkook was usually stuck to his book--being the studious boy he is--and it would make sense for him to be this worried after reading something ill or sad.

But that didn't seem like the case.

Not able to hold back his curiosity, he walked up to the oblivious elder and stood in a place where he would be visible. Jungkook didn't see him though, and it confirmed to the omega that something  against Jungkook's wishes had happened. 

"What's wrong?" Taehyung asks, jumping when Jungkook snapped around to see him. The shy and adorable bunny boy didn't appear after seeing him too, and Jungkook remained worried.

Taehyung was really concerned now.

"What's wrong?" He asks again, more sweetly this time. 

He didn't know why he should be here or with what right he was asking such a question to him, but he just had to know what was troubling the alpha.

It sickened him to see his worried state. The crease between his eyebrows looked so bad on the alpha's handsome face that all Taehyung wanted to do was make it vanish. 

"W-why are you here?" Jungkook asks, looking away from Taehyung's eyes because he was ordered specifically to not tell anything to him.

It seemed like there was an invisible force that pulled the omega to him when Jungkook was trying his best to avoid the boy.

The frown in Taehyung's face made his heart melt. 

Was he worried after seeing his state? It was a ridiculous thought but the way Taehyung took a few steps closer to hold his arms proved that his pout and frown had something to do with him.

"What is it?" Taehyung asks. "I know I'm bot someone you trust to be able to tell everything openly, but tell me what is troubling you and I'll help you out."

"It's... really nothing," Jungkook lied, shaking his head, feelings his gut churn because of Taehyung's soft hold on his arms.

"Just tell me!" Taehyung insisted. "Do you think that I'm too dumb to help you?"

"No!" Jungkook said immediately, not able to stand hearing something bad about him. He blushed when Taehyung flinched, taken aback by the sudden outburst of the elder.

"I'm ordered to not tell it to you," his honest words left his lips, but he forgot that not everyone was like him to keep promises and make sure that others keep theirs too.

Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows more and took a step closer, knowing things aren't just about Jungkook now. 

Was this related to Yoongi?

"What is it?" He growled, hold on Jungkook's growing stronger. "Who is it about?"

"I-I can't tell you..."

"Just say it!" He yelled. Jungkook's breath hitched when he sees Taehyung's ember eyes turn more yellow, more harsher.

His lips parted on their own and he let words slip past his lips without even knowing it, main intention being to calm Taehyung down by giving him what he wants.

"Yoongi hyung," he said, noticing how Taehyung grew ever more alert. "t-they want to leave this place because they cannot stand seeing Yoongi in pain. Hoseok hyung... told me this."

He let out a deep breath and slowly tugged Taehyung's hand off his forearm forcefully, looking at him with empathy.

"They're leaving?" Taehyung sounded rather calm and collected than angry or in denial.

This didn't seem like the Taehyung Jungkook knew because the Taehyung he knew would've thrown a fit and yelled about not wanting to stay away from his brother.

But...

Unexpectedly, Taehyung's features brightened and a smile rook over his face.

"Will this stupid disrespect and hatred to my hyung end then? Will he more lively and happy? Will he smile more? Laugh more?"

Jungkook's brows raised to his hairline, vanishing there. He took a proper minute to understand the things going on.

Was Taehyung so fed up with seeing his hyung sad that he was ready to let him go far away from himself just so he could be happy?

Oh, he had forgotten how full of wonders this cutie in front of him was.

He nodded softly as an answer to his million questions.

"He's staying back because he doesn't want you to feel bad or think that his marriage has made him forget about you. He wants to be there for you, so he rejected to go to the hillside of Atlas to live there."

Taehyung pouted. He held Jungkook's hand--setting Jungkook's heart on fire--as he tugged him along.

Oh lord.

Please, let me go.

Jungkook's inner alpha growling possessively to want to grab onto the omega and take him into his arms to keep him there forever or tie their hands together so Taehyung wouldn't let go of it.

It wasn't good to play with a royal alpha wolf.

His mom's words could come true too. But he knew that his alpha wolf, that is, his instincts would never make him do anything to hurt Taehyung or force him to do something. 

"Where are you taking me?" Jungkook asks calmly, trying to keep himself in control. His heart thudded against his chest, beating so hard that he was at a loss of breath.

"Come," was all the omega with messy blond hair said as he continued to hold his rough and huge hands with his softer, smaller hand.

Just if he would hold Jungkook's hands forever...

How better it would be.

Unfortunately, the distance to the beta's room was too small for Jungkook to feel contended of having his hands held by Taehyung.

"Yoongi hyung," Taehyung started, letting go off Jungkook's hand and it took fucking everything in Jungkook to not grab his hand again. 

"Please, just go away to the hillside. I'll love you from here; you love me from there, but just stop hurting both of us by staying here."

Yoongi's lifeless eyes raised to look at him before he shook his head instantly, not caring much that Taehyung had gotten to know of all this. This was supposed to reach Taehyung someday.

He wouldn't leave his baby alone.

Even though Yoongi was physically abused a few times by a few omegas too--for his "sins" of forcing a relationship onto the royals--he wouldn't leave. No one else knew of all this. No one knew that he let himself be hit by people. 

Out of morals, he couldn't dare to hit the omegas back or hurt them by holding them back physically from hitting him.

But he didn't care much. He wanted his brother happy.

"I'll be happy if you're gone, hyung," Taehyung said, almost like hearing what he was thinking. "I'm never going to be happy when I see them mistreating you. I want you to be happy to stay happy myself."

"But how will you stay with me away?" Yoongi asks, welcoming him into his arms, begging all the gods to get enough confirmation from Taehyung so he could leave. 

That's what he wanted too now. 

He was tired too.

He wanted to give up and leave but couldn't until Taehyung himself promised him that he will manage himself.

He will not force him to say that he will stay independent. No one will tell him that he had to manage alone because Yoongi was suffering in the palace because Yoongi's first priority is always Taehyung.

And he wouldn't leave unless Taehyung agrees to send him off with a smile. 

"I'll take care of myself and update you of everything related to me and this palace by sending you many, many letters."

Yoongi broke out in a wide smile.

"You will?" Yoongi asks. "Is my baby growing up all of a sudden? You know that you won't be able to remain childish and careless once I leave right?"

Taehyung nodded, biting his lip. "I'll try to be a better person after you're gone, hyung. I've been thinking that I couldn't be dependent on you for everything so it will be just fine for you to leave me and let me do my things on my own now."

Turning back, Taehyung glanced at Jungkook before looking back at Yoongi. 

"He will take care of me too. You'll make sure I'm fine, right?" he says Yoongi before looking back and asking Jungkook. 

Jungkook just looked at him with wide eyes, not giving him an answer. He's been willing to that job from years now.

Taehyung looked back in front at his unsure hyung with determination, promising to himself that he will make Yoongi leave and live a happy life outside this palace.

And he managed to do it too.

*-*-*-*

The last ritual was going to be held tonight.

Yoongi was going to leave along with his mates after about a week from now, and the reason the three disappeared isn't going to be revealed to anybody. Neither would they know if it was related to their marriage nor their queen was involved in it.

That's it. 

Hoseok wouldn't remain a respected prince for running away but none of that matter to Hoseok unless both his mates are happy. 

He would be called a coward who flee from the place when he was asked to face problems. It was not much of a punishment and was better than being banished because they clearly could still stay in their own kingdom. 

Their pain would end soon. 

And so would Taehyung's.

But he was still in pain for now. Not emotional but physical. He threw up everything he ate that day, emptying his entire stomach and falling limply on his bed.

He had to get ready for the night, but his preheat symptoms were showing up. He didn't know how long it will be since his heat would begin.

It didn't matter much. He wasn't in the mood to go around and search for a nice looking, big dick alpha to pleasure himself and make his heat end.

Suppressants never worked for him too.

Guess he had to just handle it without help this time because they had many more problems than his heat at the moment.

He forced himself away from the bed and grabbed the suit to quickly dress up and join the grand celebration of the last ritual after marriage taking place downstairs.

He couldn't miss it because this time, his hyung was also allowed to be there, with both his mates.

He ignored the stinging pain in his knees and abdomen and walked out of his room with a slight limp. His thighs and chest was warm, almost like he was having a fever, and as he walked, heat polled between his legs, making it so uncomfortable. 

He had made sure to wear a thicker cloth so the stupid smell of his slick doesn't reach alphas. 

None would actually do anything to him, but he was afraid of being a center of attraction because he was already a slut to most of the people and a seducer. 

He hated heats.

He hated it knowing that it has always been the huge cause of big problems and something people criticize him for.

He just had a hope that this heat of his will pass without much problem.

He wished it did.

*-*-*-*

The continuous chattering of the people didn't bother the ember eyed omega much as he sat quietly, all alone on his chair and smiled because he was finally able to see his hyung happy.

Yoongi was standing right in between both his other mates who were showering him with all their attention and holding him possessively to show the annoyed crowd that they didn't care of what they thought about them.

Yoongi was blushing, and it was so cute that Taehyung couldn't hold back his small smile. 

His body had calmed down now. He wasn't all needy and messed up and was enjoying a moment of calmness. 

He look around for his ex caretaker to see where she was and what she was doing because he just wanted to thank her as he found out that she was the one who proposed and supported them to run away. 

The hall was filled with people who were dressed less nicer than himself because, of course, the queen wasn't handing out beautiful suites and dresses to everyone in the way she gives him.

They didn't look happy. Taehyung didn't care and neither did anyone from their family cared.

They didn't have a choice to decide who a royal loves and how they live. When the royals couldn't butt into their lives and interfere with their works and wants, they didn't have a right to do so too.

His eyes finally spotted Youngmi who was settled on a chair placed on a slightly high platform, laughing at something her blood-related son, who was on sitting on a stool beside her, said.

He heard the muffled yet sweet voice of Jungkook. His words didn't get deciphered by him because of the noise but yet he manages to hear his laugh.

He wanted to look away and just go back to his room to fall asleep because he was tried. 

He felt a sudden pang of uneasiness in his chest. He coughed and placed the glass away on the table and held his chest, unbuttoning a few buttons of his bright, light colored shirt to rub his constricted chest. 

His chest was burning hot. He ducked his head down, trying to suppress his coughs as he pressed his chest to relieve the stupid feelings of uneasiness. 

He heard Jungkook's faded laugh again and it made his heart stop, heart squeezing in an emotion he couldn't even understand, 

His vision grew blur. What was happening? He was completely fine a second ago.

When the uneasiness increased, Taehyung didn't know why but his eyes instantly locked on Jungkook's face. He felt butterflies in his stomach when he saw Jungkook's sweet smile.

If he was on his knees before me or in between my legs when I was laying down-- 

Shut up! Shut up, shut up, shut up! 

He pushed away his thoughts, body clearly reacting in the highest and strongest way to his corrupted thoughts. 

He forced himself to concentrate on Jungkook's bunny smile. 

 He was so adorable.

Taehyung unconsciously looked more closely at the male who was sitting not more than ten feet away.

His doe eyes, cute and small nose, pretty pink lips, chiseled face and sharp jaw. Jungkook looked so good that Taehyung froze in his seat, almost forgetting how to breathe. 

His jaw would clench as he would fuck into--

Stop it! You're thinking about your caretaker's son like this?! 

The omega let out a shaky exhale, his heart rising in flames, burning up his entire self from his toes to his head, most affect being on the parts between his leg.

Shut up. He told his raging heart when it thudded against it chest like attempting to jump off and go away to where it wished to belong. Stop acting like an asshole.

He grumbled when his head stung. He was reminded that he wasn't supposed to go near any alpha or even look at one because he would go out of control then.

He was sitting just an arm away from other alphas. This time... the affect isn't from just just any alpha, I suppose. 

It was crazy how his heart desired and ordered him to do something he didn't want.

However, he was just in denial to say that he wouldn't require what he needs now if he was in a normal state. 

Who wouldn't want to be railed by an alpha so hot? 

Taehyung looked at his obvious boner. Fuck yourself, bitch. Did you get hard just by seeing glimpses of him being between your legs? Wow. 

There was an internal war between himself, his body separating in two halves. One half told him to stare at Jungkook, look at him, see him laugh and do everything else while his other half begged him to look away. 

Taehyung was too evil and too needy to think of listening to the angel who begged him to look away. 

Even though he had decided what he wished to do, it was funny how he was divided into two halves in the first place. 

And it was because of someone he doesn't know, who was as common as all those other alphas he has come across but still not being one of them because his heart didn't rise into a fire and his body didn't react like this for any of those alphas. 

He stared at Jungkook, now not stopping himself to stare. 

The scene was too beautiful to look away.

The alpha was too tempting for him to not sin.

Jungkook let out a hearty laugh as he pointed at something, probably a blushing, burning Yoongi who was being teased by Hoseok while Jimin tried to stop him from making fun of their beta.

Taehyung couldn't look at anything--not even his own brother--because the way Jungkook's cute front teeth poked out as he laughed was more important to him than anything else.

Jungkook's arms stretched as he hugged his mother who was walking away to get some work of hers done.

The hot outline of his biceps made Taehyung shiver and wish to scream at the alpha to stop being the way he is.

How could he do this? How can he act like the most sweetest, most angelic man when all he does is make Taehyung crave for something so sinful, so wrong?

How could make Taehyung feel so breath taken and blind that the omega started behaving like there was no one other than Jungkook that existed.

Until about an hour ago, Jungkook was a nobody.

He still was a nobody who had million times more power than a nobody.

What the fuck was he then?

And...

Who the hell does he think he is to make Taehyung feel like this?

He felt his hot skin shiver more and more when Jungkook sat all alone now, no smile on his face. All the alpha was doing now was adjusting his shirt and dusting off the imaginary dirt from his suit, but it managed to come off as extremely hot in Taehyung's eyes. 

Those strong arms could hold me so well and tight as he knotted me.

Sweat would rip down from his forehead as we go for long time with me taking everything that is being given to me. 

Taehyung's head spun. His inners churned.

What was happening? 

His eyes grew more intense as he carefully took in every movement of the royal alpha. He was boiling in an unknown emotion which he couldn't decipher.

His body was burning too. He had all the rights to blame his omega instincts for this situation because he knows that the stupid wolf has a great desire to have himself fill him with pups.

An alpha's pups?

No.

For now, his wolf desired to hold Jungkook's pups.

Every heat, he had an alpha by his side, holding him, touching him, letting him seduce them. 

But none of it was even slightly strong enough to have an affect on him after heat had faded or during pre-heat. 

His heart had never thudded so hard and ran so fast when he saw an alpha. It was only his mind and wolf until now, but...

He forced his eyes to look at some random alpha present in the room which was oblivious of his state but felt disgust rise in him, so bad that he wanted to throw up and hit the alpha with the bottle of wine for looking so disgusting when the alpha looked good in reality.

He snapped his head away, not wanting to throw up.

He set his vision on the ground, feeling hot and uncomfortable all of a sudden. His throat had squeezed shut too and he couldn't fucking breathe.

He forced himself to take deep breaths. He brought his legs together to close them shut.

Was he going on heat already?

But it usually takes about two to three days for him to go on heat after facing pre heat symptoms.

How could it happen earlier this time?

He belongs to me.

Shut up. 

What was he feeling like at the moment? A complete mess. A mess of emotions, of bipolar thoughts and wishes.

What was his biggest need at this moment?

Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook.

Mine...

Shut up, will you? I wish I could throw you away. This man... makes me want to abandon myself. 

Taehyung wanted to yell in frustration. The effect of Jungkook's looks had made him lose himself. He knew this wouldn't end well.

All he wanted was for his heat to pass by without any problems.

Only then did he realize the heat between his legs, the wetness down there and the heat so much that he wanted to touch himself to feel how good he must feel, how prepped and ready for Jungkook. 

He straightened his back and rubbed himself on the chair, biting his lip to hold back a gasp, knowing that he's making a mess of the place as the slick was too much in amount to not pass through the cloth. 

He rubbed himself on the cushion more while thinking that it was Jungkook's thigh. It was so embarrassing yet satisfying at the same time, the only problem being that Jungkook's big and muscular thigh would feel much better than this stupid cushiony chair. 

He wanted Jungkook. 

God, how badly he hated and loved it at the same moment.

He loved destruction. He loved this guilty pleasure that he felt by looking and imagining himself with someone much higher in every way.

Heaven, it made him feel the rush of adrenaline too. Jungkook, the crown prince who would be one of the most loved and wanted person, with him.

He wanted much more than just imagining though. He was selfish, very very selfish.

I'll put him in a trance like I always do. He's not going to forget me after what I'll do to him tonight. He'll be mine completely and will lose himself to me. 

He already made his mind about his next actions. 

And just something about putting all these words into action and trapping Jungkook in his hands made Taehyung so crazy that he stood on his feet and pulled down his jacket to hide his hardness, glad that his aroused airy scent wouldn't be recognized by anyone until he went closer to them.

There were two advantages of that: one, the useless ugly alphas would stay away and two, it would make trapping a helpless alpha easier for him.

Yes, he was doing it. No backing away now. 

He lost his mind, and even though he could stop it and bring back sanity, he didn't want to do it.

 The thought had crossed his mind, he knew Jungkook somehow liked him and had a soft corner for him, all he had to do was test Jungkook's feelings.

He wanted a taste. He was sinning. He was going against rules. He was being an idiot, a lunatic.

He loved being like this.

And who was there to stop him? No one.

He took soft yet hasty steps towards a certain poor alpha who was oblivious of the trouble coming his way.

The people were too busy cursing at Yoongi to look at Taehyung make a disaster of their rules and expectations from the crown prince who was madly in love with trouble itself.

The bliss in Taehyung's body only got more and more as he got closer to his target. His blood rushed to his face when Jungkook finally noticed him and locked his eyes on his.

His confidence didn't crumble down, not even when Jungkook stood up from his seat and turned his attention and body towards him, perhaps in worry or concern.

And then what?

Taehyung pushed Jungkook back to his tall stool and pressed his lower half on the shocked alpha's limbs, grabbing Jungkook's hands and pinning them behind Jungkook's back then leaning closer to his neck to take a deep whiff of his scent.

The alpha was completely trapped now, with no exit left.

Jungkook's hands didn't try to break free from Taehyung's hold. He was like a rabbit who accepted his fate and death when finally being seized by a hunter.

Taehyung's hot breath fanned over his ears as he whispered lowly,

"I want you."

Taehyung smirked when the alpha doesn't push him away or do anything resistive even now.

Taehyung let his teeth graze over the prince's neck, loving the tiny shiver he gave in response.

"I want you. Now."

x-x-x-x-x

When I say "wolf" it means their omega or alpha instincts and not another actual person inside them. The "wolf" and human feel same emotions and have the same knowledge of things. 

And Taehyung and Jungkook aren't brothers at all. They aren't step-brothers too. Taehyung just has Jungkook's mom as his guardian, there's no other connection between them.