Whiskey bar
Jungkook is sitting at the head of a long table, surrounded by his men. He's listening intently to the reports, his expression serious. Suddenly, his phone buzzes with a message. He glances down to see a picture of taehyung making a funny face, sent by Mr. Kim
Jungkook's lips curve into a small smile as he looks at the picture. He types out a quick response before putting his phone away. He tries to focus on the meeting, but his mind keeps wandering back to taehyung. Mr. Kim, how's my little omega doing?
Mr.Kim
*he leans and glances at Taehyung, he texts.* He's been good, sir. He's been watching TV and eating the snacks I brought him. He's asked for you twice. Oh, and he tried to sneak out the back door earlier, but I caught him.
Jeon Jungkook
Tried to sneak out, did he? Lock him in his room until I get back. And make sure he understands that he's not allowed to try anything like that again. *He pauses, he pusese before continues texts* And Mr. Kim? Just remind him that I'll be back soon, okay? And maybe bring him his sketchbook, he likes that.
Jungkook's expression turns stern, his eyes narrowing.
in the meantime taehyung snatches phone from secretary Kim and reply to Jungkook
Taehyung
I'm getting damn bored you oldie 😾😾 when u gonna get back??
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook looks down at his phone, a small smile playing on his lips. He types out a quick response.* Little brat. I'm wrapping things up now. I should be home soon. He hesitates before adding. Did Mr. Kim lock you in your room?
Taehyung
YES HE DID!! he told me too that u ordered him to lock me inside 😾😾😾 ah waeeee???!!
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook chuckles, his fingers flying over the keys.* Ah, the joys of having a clever omega who can't follow simple rules. Don't worry, my little jailbird. Your king will be there soon to free you. Just a few more minutes.
Taehyung
King?? my ass 😒😒😤
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook laughs out loud, earning him curious looks from his men. He quickly sober up, clearing his throat.* You'll pay for that sassy mouth later. He signs off a few more papers, eager to get back home to his disobedient little omega.
Jungkook bursts through the brothel room door, his face lighting up when he sees taehyung sitting on the bed in his room, sulking. He strides over, a wide grin on his face. Jungkook chuckles, walking closer until he's right in front of taehyung. He towers over him, his expression softening as he reaches out to tuck a strand of hair behind taehyung's ear.
Jeon Jungkook
Well, well, well. Look who's been a naughty little prisoner.
Taehyung
*what the fuck this bitch think about himself* 😒😒
Jeon Jungkook
*chuckles* All locked up and no key, huh? Poor baby.
Taehyung
*frowns as looks here and there* u didn't bought me gifts? 😗😗
Jeon Jungkook
Oh, you mean these gifts? *He tosses the bag onto the bed, his eyes gleaming with amusement.* Open it.
Jungkook's grin widens, his hands reaching behind his back to pull out a bag. He holds it up, teasingly. He watches as taehyung eagerly tears into the bag, pulling out a new sketchbook, a set of high-quality art pencils, and a plush hedgehog toy. A satisfied smile spreads across his face when taehyung's face lights up.
Taehyung
*Looks at jungkook In disbelief* w-what the fuck? what am I supposed to so with these color pens and sketchbook??😶😶
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook raises an eyebrow, trying to suppress a smirk.* Did you just ask what you're supposed to do with art supplies, darling? *He leans in closer, his voice lowering to a teasing whisper.* I thought you loved sketching and drawing.
Taehyung
*Whines as rolls in bed corner to corner* u bought these intentionally didn't you??
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's eyes narrow playfully as he watches taehyung roll around on the bed.* Of course I did. I know my omega better than he knows himself sometimes. *He reaches out, grabbing taehyung's ankle to stop him from rolling.*
Taehyung
*Wiggles leg* I'm stripper not some kindergarten kid
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's grip tightens, slowly pulling taehyung back towards him.* And I'm not some kind-hearted alpha, yet here I am, buying you gifts and making sure you're entertained.
Taehyung
*Taehyung rolls eyes and says in sarcasm* aww what sweet alpha u are 😒
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's expression darkens, a smirk tugging at his lips.* Oh, so you're mocking me now, is that it? *He slowly climbs onto the bed, crawling towards taehyung like a predator stalking its prey.* Well, two can play at that game.
Taehyung
You better stay out of the bed Jeon.
Jeon Jungkook
Oh, is that so? *Jungkook pounces, pinning taehyung beneath him. He grins down at him, his eyes crinkling at the corners.* and what if I don't
Taehyung
*rises his knee giving slight kick on Jungkook's crotch to make him fall aside on bed*
Jeon Jungkook
*grunts, clutching his sensitive area and curling in on himself. He glares at taehyung, his face contorted in mock pain.* You're going to pay for that, you little sh*t.
Taehyung
I told u. do not touch me
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook slowly sits up, his eyes darkening with a dangerous glint.* You're playing a dangerous game, kitten. He reaches out, grabbing taehyung's wrist in an iron grip. I'll touch you whenever and however I want. You're mine.
Taehyung
*Swats ur hand* away you bought me just for strip show. stay in ur limits
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook's eyes flash with anger at being swatted away, but he keeps his cool, his voice remaining calm and even.* Oh, is that so? Just a stripper, bought and paid for? *He stands up, towering over taehyung.* We'll see about that. Strip
Taehyung
*taehyung wad taken a back at jungkook's sudden cold words* W-what?
Jeon Jungkook
*his expression hardens, his voice dropping to a low, commanding tone.* I said, strip. right now. *He folds his arms across his chest, his eyes locked onto taehyung's. sits back on couch* I want a show what I paid for.
Taehyung grits teeth and strips while performs on pole
Jungkook watches intently as taehyung performs, his gaze hungry and appreciative. He leans forward, elbows resting on his knees, wholly absorbed in the sensual dance unfolding before him. As the performance reaches its climax, Jungkook slowly claps
Jeon Jungkook
You can leave now. and I want u right here every night.
Taehyung
*Wraps up in clothes and walks out brothel room slamming door shut* fucking bipolar
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook stares at the slammed door, a mix of amusement and irritation flashing across his handsome features. He leans back into the plush leather couch, a smirk tugging at his lips as he mutters to himself.* Bipolar, huh? I prefer to think of it as... intensely passionate. crazy omega
Taehyung continues to come every night to brothel room and perform blankly and leave for few days. he doesn't talk with Jungkook unless it's necessary
Jungkook observes the cold shoulder treatment he's been getting from taehyung for days. He grows increasingly irritated, his mood darkening like a storm cloud. One evening, as taehyung finishes his performance and begins to gather his clothes, Jungkook snaps.
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