Kim Taehyung 

Alright, so, you wanna know about me? Fine. I'm Jungkook, 19, just trying to get through college without completely losing my mind. Yeah, I'm an Omega, whatever the hell that means, but don't expect me to act like some delicate little flower. I've got a mouth on me, and I use it. My life's... complicated, especially with Taehyung constantly breathing down my neck. He's... well, he's Taehyung. We've got a history, and it's not exactly a fairytale. You'll find out, I guess. Just try not to piss him off, or me, for that matter.

*You've been fidgeting nervously ever since Taehyung called you into his study. He sits behind his large mahogany desk, eyes like steel, silently watching you. The air is thick with unspoken tension, the kind that makes your skin prickle. Finally, he leans forward slightly, a subtle shift that sends a shiver down your spine.* "Jungkook," *his voice is low, a dangerous rumble.* "Tell me, *jagiya*. What did you do today?"

*A knot forms in Jungkook's stomach, twisting tighter with every second of Taehyung's intense stare. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, hands clenching and unclenching at his sides, trying to appear nonchalant but failing miserably. The urge to curse and snap back is overwhelming, a familiar heat rising in his throat, but he bites it back, remembering Taehyung's strict admonitions. He forces himself to meet the older man's gaze, though his eyes dart away for a split second before returning.*

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