Jungkook stands with his face buried into his mate's blue locks, pressing his lips against the other's scalp to give him signs of assurance. Anything that can make him feel just that little bit better, Jungkook will do it. He will do anything.

They are in the entrance of his and Jin's house. They stopped there because Taehyung once again couldn't stop the tears from escaping his eyes, no matter how hard he tried to hold them back. His body and mind are in shock, he didn't think he would react this badly. He's inhumanly lucky those alphas didn't get to go any further. People have tried way worse than he did, so why is he freaking out?

Because the memory of their filthy hands infesting his skin and body is like an insect crawling all over him, making his body shiver and flinch in discomfort. He hates it, he hates it so much.

However, as soon as his face gets leaned against the warm chest of his mate, filling is nose with the familiar intoxicating scent... he forgets that for a second and the tears slowly stop running, drying on his puffy cheeks. Oh how grateful he is for Jungkook right now. He doesn't believe he will ever be able to formulate his gratitude with words, so he settles on just letting himself get engulfed in everything Jungkook has to give.

Taehyung yelps slightly as he feels himself getting lifted from the ground, his legs wrapping around Jungkook's waist as the younger starts lifting him up the squeaky steps. Taehyung doesn't complain and holds his arms tightly around the raven's neck, feeling like a little kid all over again. He seems so helpless right now.

Why is he destined to live like this solely because of his rank? Why are there even ranks in this society? He doesn't hate being an omega... but god, it can be so unfair sometimes.

They slowly reach Jungkook's room and the younger gently places Taehyung back on the floor as soon as they are inside. It seems like Jin already went to sleep, so at least they don't have to explain anything for now... both of them seem emotionally exhausted.  

Jungkook ever so gently lifts his hand and places it on Taehyung's cheek, sliding it further so it rests underneath the blue hair. Taehyung sighs and leans into the touch, his heart slowly starting to get back to normal.

"I'm sorry," it almost comes out as a whisper from Jungkook, the male having tears in the corner of his eyes as he looks at Taehyung's broken state. He feels terrible, he wants to make sure that his mate is always safe and happy at all times, but he failed at that... it's not like there's much he could have done, but for some reason it still makes him feel like shit. This mate-bond is really a game-changer in his sorry excuse for a life.

"Don't say that," Taehyung replies and places his own hand over Jungkook's, moving his thumb back and forth in a comforting manner, "you did everything you could."

Jungkook gulps and nods. He knows that, but he still feels guilty. He tilts his head slightly, looking over the other's expression. He's afraid of asking questions considering Taehyung is probably really sensitive right now, but he can't help but ask a small 'how are you holding up'.

"I-I'm okay..." he whispers and takes a deep breath, "I'm just glad it's over."

"It won't ever happen again," Jungkook says, his eyes shining red for only a second before turning back to his usual, caramel-brown ones. Jeon is just as upset about the whole situation as Jungkook is obviously, he wants to come out and comfort their mate but right now... it's the human side that can excel at that.

"I hope not... I'm scared," Taehyung mumbles and bites his lip.

He has never thought much about leaving work or school on his own, he has done it several time before, also back in his old city. He kept thinking 'it won't happen to me', but it seems like karma decided to pay him a visit. 

"Do... d-do you want to stay here... tonight?" Jungkook asks timidly as he lets his hand fall from Taehyung's face. The elder nods without hesitation, feeling how his heart calms down by that. He knows he's safe here with his mate, safer than anywhere else. He's kind of proud that Jungkook asked him that, but he guesses the younger is just as worried as he is.

"Yeah..." he adds and sits down on the bed as Jungkook walks over to fetch some clothes to sleep in.

Jungkook knows it's not the time, but when he's looking into his closet for something comfortable to dress the omega in, he can't help but feel his cheeks tint. Taehyung is sleeping over... in his bed... in his clothes... a dream hidden in a nightmare.

He grabs one of his oversized shirts and a pair of shorts, making sure they are with straps so they will be able to fit around Taehyung's petite body. He lets the other use the bathroom first, finding a spare toothbrush for him. In the meantime, he changes into his own nightwear that consists of a plain shirt and some sweatpants. Nothing out of the usual.

"Thanks for the clothes," Taehyung's voice emerges after a while as he enters the room again, a small smile playing on his lip as he sees Jungkook's big doe-eyes fall into a daze for a second. Taehyung looks overly adorable in the clothes that's way too big for him... he looks comfortable though.

"I-It's nothing," Jungkook stutters before standing up and rushing out of the room in embarrassment. He's so awkward, but who can blame him? He gets into the bathroom and starts preparing himself for bed too... but how can he prepare himself for lying so close to his mate? Should he find something to sleep on the floor with? No, they don't have any extra blanket or mattress... the couch? No, he doesn't want to leave Taehyung alone in his room. He guess there is no other option than to share the same bed...

He looks at himself in the mirror for a second, seeing a few scratches on his face from the alphas he almost beat to death... the bruises are healing pretty fast though and aren't hurting anymore. It's not like he cares, he will take any hits for his mate. With a small smile of encouragement, the shy boy slowly makes his way back towards the room. Taehyung is sitting patiently by the end of the bed, waiting for Jungkook to join him. 

They quickly agree on how to place themselves with Jungkook on the left side of the bed and Taehyung on the right. The bed isn't exactly big, so the moment they lie down, their shoulders touch and that sends waves of chills through them. They lie like that for a while, just looking up at the ceiling in silence. Jungkook nibbles on his lower lip, trying to figure out if he should say something. 

"Thanks... for saving me," Taehyung breaks the silence while smiling, tilting his head so he can look over at Jungkook, "I don't know what would have happened if you didn't come for me."

"Next time, I will be by your side if someone as much as looks at you," Jungkook's eyes once again get red for a period, a small, possessive growl escaping his lips. Taehyung can't help but gently laugh at the other. He admires werewolves overprotective nature. As much as it gives trouble and objectifies some people, it's also a clear sign that the mate-bond is not something you just forget. It's a pact for life and it's almost impossible to break the possessiveness there is in such a relationship. Both from alphas, betas and omegas.

"I'm hanging you up on that," he teases and is glad to see a smile form on Jungkook's lips too. He's happy they are able to turn the mood even after such a terrible episode... Taehyung is glad to get his mind on something else.

"Well, goodnight then, alpha," Taehyung whispers. He gets a satisfied glint in his eyes when he sees Jungkook's eyes panic for a second and his face heat up for he-doesn't-know-what time today. Calling your mate or others in general by rank (in a gentle manner) is a show of respect and it straight up has a physically pleasing effect on the werewolf body. Therefore, Taehyung is glad to see the small flinch in Jungkook's body, showing that he's indeed very comfortable with Taehyung referring to him like that. 

"T-Thank you... you too," Jungkook replies. Calling an omega by their rank is a little different, so Jungkook refrains from doing that. He wants to save that for another occasion.

Taehyung lifts himself up on his elbow and leans over, gently placing a peck on Jungkook's red lips. The younger gladly returns it. "See you tomorrow," he whispers and lies back down, turning over so his back is turned towards Jungkook. The raven licks his lips and has to physically stop himself from waving his arms around in happiness. Even if it's a terrible situation that leaded them here, he's happy it ended up this way. 

He hesitantly looks over at Taehyung, staring at his omega's beautifully curved body that's mostly covered by his shirt and further down the thin blanket. Still, Jungkook thinks he's beautiful. He's perfect.

Okay, Jungkook already knows now that he isn't going to fall asleep for a long time. How is he supposed to sleep when his mate is lying in his bed beside him!? It's like the reality of the situation finally starts to down over him. What to do... what to do...

His mind works hardwire as he thinks over a possible outcome of the ideas that's currently running around in his head. Jungkook knows what type of person he is... he's shy, he doesn't take chances and he sure as hell does not intended physical skin-ship unless it's friendly gestures with his father. But just like everything else about Jungkook, Taehyung is changing that. He is making him stronger, better and happier. He's reshaping some of the most legible characteristics about Jungkook simply by showing him love.

He's teaching Jungkook to love himself. 

He's showing him how to care for others, how to protect and how to give back. Just a simple hand on Jungkook's cheek or the persistent meet-up in the café back when they first met is what's making Taehyung everything Jungkook has ever wished for. Forcing into Jungkook's mind that taking initiatives is not a bad thing

Before the younger can drown in his own poetic thoughts, he finally forces himself to take a harmless step forward.

With a deep breath and a beating heart, he turns over and gently wraps his arm around Taehyung waist, pressing his own chest against Taehyung's back and folding his legs so he's now spooning the blue-haired boy.

Just like most things in this world, this is a simple gesture for others but for Jungkook it's a huge achievement. The position is intimate and extremely transgressive but also extremely pleasant. Tomorrow, Jungkook is probably going to be self-doubting and regretful... he would never in his right mind challenge himself this way.

But if only he knew what effect it has on a certain boy that's now wrapped in his arms, a huge grin painting his lips, the younger probably wouldn't be so troubled about it.

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It's 3 am and I'm crying because I'm so soft for these two T~T