#oneshot 1

"Jungkook.."

Hah.. hah.. aahhhh.. ha, "Please don't leave me.. Promise me, Jungkook." Taehyung pleads.

"I love you, Jungkook, my love."

Mfffhhh... ha.. haaaah...

Their collective moans can be heard throughout the large, spacious and elegant bedroom.

"Come closer.. my King, hug me tighter, thrust harder. I want to be tied to you, give me the gift of new life, through your love, knot me. Give me your child. Give it to me, my love, my King." Taehyung says as he moans through the feeling of fullness, his insides clench harder around his mate's enormous and thick cock.

The bedsheets ruffled a little as Jungkook's prepositions himself on top, his big body hovering completely over Taehyung's.

"I am yours, my Moon, I am your Alpha and your my Omega. I promise to support you in any role you desire from me, I'll be your king, your husband, your friend and confidante until the end of the universe," Jungkook brushes a tear that slipped Taehyung's eyes and caresses his cheek then continues, "As you are mine - your past, present and future, for all eternity. Even the universe and time cannot stop our journey, they cannot touch our eternal bond. If you so desire, I am willing to go and kill even if its God."

Jungkook then thrust deep into Taehyung's hot core, the latter groaned, feeling further stretched and filled with his heated cock. His mate pulled out and pushed back in, and every part of him stroked on his mate's quivering nerves.

A carnal desire replaced Taehyung's soft haze, he longed for Jungkook to take him, needed him to take his whole being as no other man had possessed him.

The world receded to where it was only him and his King and mate, their hips rocked together to the slow rhythm of their lust-filled, sensual love-making.

Their pants mingled into a chorus of delight that excited their passions, both slowly, joyously consumed by their lust. Every penetration deepened their longing for one another.

The awakened beast inside him took control, he revelled in the wildness that engulfed him, wrapping his legs around Jungkook's hips and quickened their speed. His mate grunted and matched his movements thrust-for-thrust, faster.

Jungkook's speed was incredible, and his sensual strength even more so, Taehyung sank into the lustful abyss that he offered as moans echoed in the room.

"Take me long and hard, my King. Take me all night long." He grunted and quickened Jungkook's penetrations, leaning head to the side, showing his mark, closing his eyes as he revelled in the feel of his mate inside, "Yes. Like that. Oh gad, yes."

Taehyung's wild lover growled and pushed deeper and harder. His pants echoed in his ears. His body twitched and tensed.

So close.

Taehyung was so close, his eyes widened. "Oh god! Take me! Make me yours!"

A loud growl can be heard and a sharp prick of pain on Taehyung's neck was felt. The tension burst, as he swallowed in a wave of wonderful bliss. His lithe body convulsed with pleasure, arching his back, screamed his name again and again.

"Jungkook... Jungkook," Taehyung pants, curling his toes, allowing himself to slip into a haze of wonderful bliss.

"You're so beautiful, my Moon. I'm close, take my knot."

Jungkook growled, thrusting longer into Taehyung until he, too, achieved the heaven he'd given. He stiffened for a few moments then finding a spot beside his mate to fall onto the bed. His muscled arms slipped around Taehyung and pulled him close to him, the latter welcomed the snuggle, Jungkook's warmth was comforting-

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Bee-

Taehyung suddenly opened his eyes, the impact of landing on his bedroom floor woke him up as the warm morning sun glowed over his face. He looks around, trying to gauge his surrounding, everything was calm and quiet until his brain makes him remember. As he slowly recalls his vivid dream, his cheeks warm and he notices his cock painfully twitch.

"Arrgghhhh! That damned dream again! What is happening to me?!"

Taehyung doesn't know for how long he was asleep, an hour, maybe two then a noise beside him broke his train of thought. His eyes fluttered open, Jungkook was atop the bed. His hands dug into the sheets and strange, growling noises emitted from his throat, he tilted his head back, eyes widened.

Jungkook was a wolf-hybrid he saved one night while he was on his way home after his part-time bartending gig at the Black Forest, an exclusive bar catering for the rich. He was pup back then, as small as a tea-cup puppy.

Taehyung didn't mind taking the pup home but now, just a few weeks into his care, Jungkook the tea-cup puppy has a face that was elongated by a snout and his short hair was now a long mane down his back. The dark eyes were now a haunting golden, his stretched mouth was parted to show rows of sharp white teeth. His muscled body was covered in a fine sheen of thick obsidian black fur.

One of the smaller sheets came with his fall, he hugged the cloth to his lower half and backed away from the bed toward the bathroom door.

Jungkook opened his eyes, went up and crawled on all fours off the bed and followed. Its clawed hands followed his path, and those golden eyes never left him. He entered as the beast continued its duty to guard him.

"Oh, gad. This is embarrassing," Taehyung says to himself, looking at his pet over his shoulder, "Kookie-bear, uh... I'll be taking a shower now. No need to guard me here."

Jungkook walked over the shower area and waited for Taehyung, hinting that he'd rather take a shower as well than leave him alone.

"Ugh.. fine. I'll take care of you first so I'll lay the towel out here, sit and wait until I'm done, okay?"

Jungkook tilted his head to the side as if he acknowledged what Taehyung said. He then laid a big grey towel down the bathroom floor, took his vanilla-scented fur shampoo and provided to wash his pet.

A male wolf hybrid or mix weigh between 85 and 155 pounds and measures between 26 and 33 inches tall, from paw to shoulder, as veterinarian dr Jung said but Kookie is beyond that, the hybrid is a giant nearing his height when his on all fours and weighs 210 pounds, the same as a hunky guy.

It was a fact that his friend dr Jung Hoseok was against the idea of taking in the unknown hybrid, especially knowing that it was so small in the beginning.

Taehyung happily disagreed and fixed its papers, they've been living at his one-bedroom apartment near his university and doing gigs on the side to support his lifestyle, trying to save enough for him to open his cafe.

He is an orphan that was let go from foster care when he came of age. He is intelligent, sociable and a hard worker. He got a scholarship to one of South Korea's top schools, Korea University, he's now in his last semester hence the gigs, he's saving enough for his grand plan.

As he starts to get Jungkook's fur wet he remembers his friend's reminder, actually, with wolf hybrids like huskies, you are not supposed to bathe them very often, perhaps every 3 months or so. They have two layers of hair with special oils, and these keep them cool and keep the dirt out, so you don't want to wash out the oils. But Jungkook is again different - the hybrid loves taking his daily bath, especially spending time together with Taehyung.

"Kookie-bear, I'll be going to Jiminie's this afternoon. I have a photoshoot to do," Jungkook started to whine, "Oh, hush. You know that it's your fault that I had to say yes to that photo shoot, and you cant come with." Upon hearing that the hybrid turned to Taehyung and continued to whine louder.

"What should I do with you when you act like that?"

Jungkook continues his act and does his best to do puppy dog eyes, lifting a paw to tap on his bare shoulder, asking for pity.

"Fine. I'll call Jiminie, but you have to promise to behave. Don't try to be too possessive, he's my best friend. Okay?"

When Jungkook heard that he nodded and sat on his legs, waiting for Taehyung to continue shampooing his fur, the latter not noticing the glint in the hybrid's eyes.

~~~

"Jiminie, hello. I'm calling you to notify the building and the office that I'll be bringing my Kookie over. I couldn't leave him unattended or in Hobi's place."

"You're bringing that dog?"

"Hey! Be nice. I promise he'll behave," Taehyung says, trying to convey the warning through his eyes as he looks over at Jungkook who's sitting on all fours by the sofa, "If not, I might leave him at the clinic to accompany Hobi for the weekend." Upon hearing that the hybrid whines, expressing his displeasure.

"Is that whining I hear? Wow, babe. That brutish dog listens to you huh? Fine. I'll let Namjoon know. See you in half an hour. Laters babe."

The phone call ended, Taehyung puts his mobile down by the side table and comes to quickly snuggle the hybrid, "Kookie, I am begging, okay? Please behave later, or else we won't have enough to save up for this month." The hybrid nods and places a paw over Taehyung's torso.

"I'll try to make the shoot go faster and afterwards we can go to the park and spend time under a tree or something," Taehyung says with a smile, "I love the scent of vanilla on you, Jungkook. The shampoo just amplifies your natural scent."

~~~

"Tae! You're here! And wha-"

Jimin grapes on the size of the hybrid dog. The last time he saw it was a week ago and it was already considered big, this time it's a giant, as big as a bear.

"Don't mind, Kookie. He's a sweetheart, he'll stay in a corner, so, where's that corner, Jiminie?" Taehyung says with a boxy smile.

"Um.. w-wait... Joooooonnnniiieeee!! Come, quick!" Jimin suddenly shouts.

Kim Namjoon, aka Jimin's boss, was a veteran photographer who mainly works with nature but due to personal requests of his close business friends, he ended up doing model photoshoots for print ads. Just like today's shoot, it's for an editorial requested by a nature-oriented magazine and as a last-minute decision, I was drafted as a model as he stated, "You'll be perfect for the part."

"Yes. Yes. Com- Whoa! Is that yours?" Namjoon says in surprise, quickly coming over to look at them on different angles.

Taehyung nods, not knowing what else to say to the photographer, "Joon, will Kookie be a problem? I promise, he'll behave," he says, worried that they'll kick his hybrid out.

"No. It is perfect! We were planning on doing CGI for a wolf for today's shoot. He listens to you, right? Perfect. Now, let's do your hair and makeup. Can we memorize your wolf?" Namjoon talked excitedly, walking to his trunk of equipment.

"Umm... Glamorize? Like, fluff him up to look menacing?"

"Something like that but not menacing, more of giving him the Alpha look? Just clean him up a little, he's already perfect. Test shots in 30?"

"Okay, Joon. I'll handle Kookie. I'm not sure he's fine with other people touching him. See you later."

"Jiminie, makeup room?"

"Uh.. yea... I'm... What just happened?" Jimin said, awestruck.

~~~

The makeup is set up in a medium-sized room, dominated by a large mirror, makeup and clothes arranged perfectly. Taehyung decided to leave Jungkook by the door, he's already changed into his suit and was about to sit down for makeup when Jimin word vomited.

"Tae, tell me. What's that dog?" pointing at a tail poking in by the door, "Didn't you get its DNA to check? Is it really just a wolf? It's too gigantic to be a domestic dog. Or a hybrid between a wolf and a bear? Anygays, the most important question, how'd you tame the brutish dog? I mean.. don't give me that look. You know he growled at me when I hugged you, what a possessive animal, it was that dog and I's first meeting just last wee-"

"Minie, breathe. In. Out. In-"

"Shut it, Tae. I'm just so surprised to see a giant wolf earlier. You could've told me!"

"Well, I didn't think about that. I've never noticed how big he's gotten due to work and school. All I know is I get to cuddle Kookie on my downtime."

"I know. I've been begging you to hang out in a club with me but you never go out," Jimin paused, he could hear a faint growl of disapproval but didn't mind it at all, like would the beast understand what he was saying, "I missed my bestie.. we need to hang out. Maybe later? Ooh, you look nice today. Your skin is glowing. New skin routine?"

"Can't. I promised Kookie will be spending quality time at the park. And no, I just try to catch up on sleep."

"Seriously? Fine. Let me know when you have downtime, let's go to a cafe or something, yea? You're all done. What should we do with him?" Jimin asked, his head tilting to Jungkook's way.

"I'll just groom him a bit. He looks and smells nice, like an alpha pack leader in the wild," Taehyung says as he runs his hands into Jungkook's fluffy chest coat.

Jimin just stares silently at how his bestie acts in front of the giant pet but flinches when he notices how the said pet suddenly glared at him like he's been caught ogling like a voyeur.

~~~

"Thank you again, Tae. It's a blessing in disguise to have you bring your pet to the shoot. I'll forward the extra off for Jungkook later. He might become a star after this."

Taehyung said his goodbyes and promised Jimin to contact him soon and went out to head to the nearest park, they laid on a simple blanket he brought with them and had fried chicken delivered.

A/N:

Warning, don't feed your dogs fried chicken as it contains excessive fats and oils that can be harmful. Fried chicken is also frequently made with spices such as garlic and onion, which are toxic to dogs. It's not just the fried coating either that's fatty, the chicken skin itself is high in fat, creating a double whammy of harm should your pup ingest it. Ask your vet for advice.

It was a lovely afternoon, time well spent for both, Taehyung was cuddling Jungkook when his phone's alarm rang.

"We have to go home now, Kookie-bear. Work calls," Taehyung says while pointing to his phone.

~~~

Working at the Black Forest as a bartender brings good money, he could easily earn a few month's worth of payment for modelling gigs in a week. As he knows the owner of the bar, Min Yoongi, everyone treats him with respect.

Except for tonight.

A very unfortunate, drunk client tried to get his phone number. When he respectfully refused he turned violent, the other bartenders had to step in and it caused a huge scene until the owner had to step in.

"Seokjin, get Tae and send him home. I'll take care of the problem," Yoongi says, then looks at all of his staff, "This man is banned from entering any of our establishments. Understood?"

"Tae, come, let's get you home. The Lil meow will take care of everything else," Jin says as he soothes the younger.

"You know he hates it when you call Yoongi that. And you don't need to trouble yourself, I can get a cab-"

"No. Yoongi wouldn't like that. Your wrist is bruised, that man's a psycho for trying to lay his hands on you. I pray that he stays in one piece after this inci.." as if Jin said too much he tried to change the topic, "Anyway, rest and get that checked. Don't come here for a week or until the bruising heals."

"But.. Jinnie... I need to work."

"I know, don't worry about it. You'd still be paid, okay? Just take this as a week's worth of sick leave."

Taehyung nods, keeping quiet until they reached his apartment.

"Tae were here."

"Thank you, Jinnie. See you next week?"

"Yes, see you soon. And get that checked tomorrow. Put the bill on Yoongi, he won't mind. Okay?"

Seokjin didn't wait for a reply and left hurriedly.

"What a mess," Taehyung says as he walked to his door, upon entering he was greeted by Jungkook standing on all fours in the middle of the living room.

"Hey, Kookie. I'm back early than usual," he explains as he approached, hugging his pet by the neck and burying his nose on its coat and continues, "some drunkard make a fuss earlier, Yoongi's taking care of it so I'm free this weekend.." he pauses, looking at Jungkook's golden eyes, "I don't even know why I have to tell you all of this. As if you'd understand me. But anyway, I missed you. Come to the room? I want cuddles."

Taehyung walks towards his room as he starts to strip off his work clothes, he went straight to the bathroom but halts when Jungkook walking towards him, licking his bruised wrist.

"Ah! I forgot about this," lifting, inspecting his arm, "it looks nasty, Kookie. It'll go away in a few days. I'll take a shower now."

~~~

Jungkook went to the living room when he heard the sounds coming from the shower, the hybrid suddenly stood on two legs and its body quickly changed. Its obsidian fur sank back into pale skin, its snout flattened into handsome features. He stood naked, trying to look for Taehyung's bag, rummaging to see his mobile phone and dialled a number.

Jungkook was surprised to see the number register under contact named Kim Seokjin, after three rings it was picked up, "Hyung."

"It is nice to hear from you. Was it nice playing house with Tae-Tae?"

"..."

"Your still no fun, baby bro.. don't you miss your only family? Huhuhu.."

"..."

"Ugh.. fine. I know why your calling. Don't worry, okay? Min's on it. He'll be disposed of tonight."

"Good."

"Sigh, contact me more okay? And just tell him, knowing Tae's personality, keeping secrets isn't the way to go."

Click.

Jungkook places the phone back into the bag and sits on the sofa, trying to sort out the best possible solution when he hears the bathroom door open, eyes widening he quickly transforms back to his primal form.

"Oh, there you are, Kookie," Taehyung says as he towels his hair dry, a few drops on to his clavicle, "Come to bed, I'll cuddle you until we both fall to sleep."

Taehyung was tired, the incident earlier exhausted him, being dragged by a drunken client and being harassed was an ordeal he doesn't want to happen again.

After a few minutes, his eyelids grew heavy and fell into a deep sleep.

~~~

The large chamber was lit by the glow from the fire.

The bed was empty, but looking around he could see the shape of an arm on the armrest of the chair then a smile lit his face.

Taehyung rushed forward to the front of the chair, the figure stood and wrapped his strong arms around his waist, pressing his warm lips against his neck - over his mark.

"You're late, my Moon," Jungkook whispered, his lips travelled down Taehyung's neck as his hands massaged his ass, "Should I punish you?"

Taehyung leaned into his touch, his body pulsed with hot, wet need. He closed his eyes and shuddered, "Please take me.. my King."

Jungkook chuckled, golden eyes glowing.

The light sound penetrated his body with a warmth that left hin shivering, leaning down their lips touched-

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

A loud alarm woke Taehyung from his sleep, he started up onto his ceiling, "Only a dream. It was the only a-" he shifted his legs and his foot knocked into something hard.

Taehyung glanced down and his eyes widened.

There, at the foot of the bed, lay a black box, he scrambled to open it, it was a box containing a balm medicine and a note, "Put it on the bruise."

He took a photo and sent it to Seokjin, "Thanks for the salve, I didn't notice you coming in. I hope Kookie didn't bite you."

Ding.

A notification sounded for a response, "Kookie was nice enough not to do that. By the way, I took him out for a walk, the poor guy was itching to go out. I got-"

Before he could finish reading he ran out of the bedroom and looked for his pet, the apartment was empty, it felt strange to him.

The quiet, calm brought by Jungkook these past few weeks has left an impact when the said hybrid was gone. He turns to his back and looks at his ceiling, he reminisces about his past.

He responded Jin back with an okay, figuring it was safe to leave it to one of his trusted hyungs, the only who took care of him when he was in dire need that winter, and returned to bed.

Taehyung safely ended his first semester, had a great dorm room and good friends that is until a rich and petty colleague wanted him and his dorm room. A ridiculous and absurd deal but he knows how the world works and opted to respectfully decline the offer, unfortunately, all his friends weren't able to help as they are also in a dire situation, he was being played by the said villain.

Taehyung then found himself instantly homeless with only a gym bag full of clothes, and with his carry on books. He froze his nose off by the side of the road, he hasn't noticed a car stopped and a passenger got out, asking if he needed help, that's how he met Kim Seokjin, a happy-go-lucky guy, heir to an empire he never thought of meeting.

There was suspicion at first as he was just experienced being played by the rich but in a matter of a few days, they instantly clicked, like brothers. Both were comfortable and Taehyung shared his life story, he was helped with getting a place and a job with a close friend and things never became drastic again.

"Thinking about it, what happened to that guy? What was his name again? Lee Min Gyu? Ahh, nevermind. I'm going back to sleep."

~~~

Taehyung stumbled through the dark woods as he followed the path forged by Jungkook, behind him the sun spread its final rays before sunset.

A deep, rumbling growl told him he was getting closer.

Taehyung burst from the trees and into the clearing, the wolf combatants facing off the enemy invaders but Jungkook hunched on the ground. His back heaved up and down, the scent of alpha permeated off him in strong waves.

Jungkook whipped his head towards him and he gasped, his face was transformed, snout longer than before, hair covered his entire body, he noticed he had taken his Lycan warrior form. He turned to face Taehyung, his hunched back was covered in a mane of obsidian fur.

Jungkook lunged and grabbed his shoulders, he then leaned down and sniffed his cheek, his razor-sharp teeth brushed against his sun-kissed skin.

Taehyung swallowed, "J-Jungkook! It's me. Don't you remember me?" The lycan curled back its lips and growled, its eyes were devoid of light as it opened its wide jaws. Taehyung's eyes widened and he shook his head in disbelief, "No. Please no. My King, return to me" The Lycan raised its head for a finishing blow while Taehyung struggled in his grasp but his grip was too strong. "Jungkook!" he finally shouts

The wolf paused, its golden eyes blinked, the cold emptiness of the beast vanished and was replaced by the bright light of Jungkook's human self. The figure on the opposite side of the short clearing chuckled. Jungkook leapt in front and spun around to face the trespasser. His pale lips curled back in a long snarl.

The figure shook its head, "No need for a worthless show, wolf. You can't harm me, but what a stroke of luck," the intruder slowly paced halfway around the clearing and stopped twenty feet short of them, "Two wolves for the price of one. My client will be most pleased." The stranger removed his hood and revealed their face.

The person was a man of forty with grey eyes and a weathered face, his thin brown hair combed back over his thin skull and shimmered with grease. His skin was pale and his thin lips slipped up into a sly grin.

Over his dark eyes and centred on his forehead lay a single red eye. The eye was large and partially lidded. It blinked against the rhythm of the other two, its attention lay solely on Taehyung, he shrank from that staring abnormality.

"It's always nice to have my job made simpler," the man added.

He lifted his hand and held his palm out toward them. A bright red light sprang from his palm and formed itself into a ball. The hair on the back of Taehyung's neck stood on end and there was a crackling of energy as the ball grew larger and larger until it was the size bigger than one's head.

The man drew his arm back, "Time for some separation," he threw the ball at the pair.

Jungkook lunged at the ball.

A shot rang out.

There was a flash of light as the red ball exploded into a thousand small, shimmering dust particles. Jungkook dropped onto his four feet short of the explosion and averted his eyes from the bright blast.

The force knocked Taehyung off his feet, he shook his head and glanced down at the ground. The parts of the ball floated to the ground like feathers and vanished in a flash of black light as they hit the earth.

Yoongi stepped from the woods with his smoking gun in hand and his eyes on the intruder. He shoved a large silver bullet into the single chamber and cocked the gun, "I would rather you not try that again, sir. These bullets are rather expensive."

The man sneered. "How dare you interfere, human."

"I dare because of my master dares. What I am doesn't matter," Yoongi countered.

The stranger drew back his hand, another ball formed in his palm. "Then you can die with the others, and I will bury your soul in a tree."

Jungkook leapt forward as the man raised his glowing hand and the ball formed into a round, curved shield. Jungkook's head knocked into the shield and bounced off. He dropped back and shook his head.

The stranger chuckled, "Though my magic is weak against silver, a mere beast can't break this shield. It is made with the strongest of spells created and recited in the deepest forges of the elves."

Jungkook curled his lips back into a sly grin and a deep, echoing chuckle reverberated from his long mouth, he spoke his voice was deep and gravely, "I thought merely to knock the spell from your hand, but now I'll sever your hand from your body instead," lunged at the stranger.

The man raised the shield, rather than head-ramming, Jungkook lifted his clawed hand and took a swipe at the defence. Claw met the red light and the red light shattered, Jungkook's didn't stop, his long fingers sliced through the man's wrist and cut off his hand.

The stranger's mouth opened in a wide, pain-filled scream and dropped to his knees, clutching his bleeding forearm, his wailing echoed in Taehyung's ears, clapping his hands over his ears and looking away.

"Taehyung! Taehyung!"

Seokjin tried to shake him gently to wake him from his dream when Jungkook took a step towards the sleeping form and stretched out his hand, a sob escaped his lips, "Please, Taehyung, listen to-"

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~~~

"Taehyung, my Moon?"

Jungkook stroked his hair back from his face, his long eyelashes fluttered, but Jungkook knew he couldn't hear him, he was too far gone for that.

Taehyung opened his eyes slightly, he released a shuddering breath.

A choice was clear.

"Jungkook, the nightmares have already started. You know that he won't be able to last a day. Please. Do you want to lose him again?"

Not.

Happening.

He couldn't let Taehyung in his arms, passing away again. It would break his heart, he knew in that instant he would never love again.

Never mate and have children, the pack would pass onto Seokjin or his right-hand man, Yoongi, when he dies.

If Taehyung became a Lycan, he may as well lose him as if he'd put him six feet under himself, without the benefit of a place to mourn. Lycans and wolves differ in any way, shape, or form.

"You could bite Taehyung. Please Jungkook. It's been centuries but still, I don't want to see you both suffer again," Seokjin pleads.

The final choice was the hardest.

If Jungkook buried his Lycan fangs in his flesh, he'd infect Taehyung with the blood he'd been born with. But in doing so, he could be condemning him to a far more painful death, not everyone survived conversion.

"Hyung, you know the odds. Some suffered terribly and died in agony, some pushed through it but weren't the same on the other side, they couldn't handle taking on a lycan, their minds fractured beyond repair. How could I live with himself if he changed Taehyung and he became broken beyond repair? I won't survive in a world without him."

"This damned curse. I should've killed the mage who did this before he placed the curse on both of you," Seokjin felt guilt and despair, "But there's no time left, Taehyung's on his last life, he's almost gone."

Jungkook's muscles bunched reflexively as he crushed Taehyung to his chest.

He had to choose.

Now.

"Help me, hyung. Hold him down."

Jungkook's eyes glowed, his golden orbs shining brightly for the ritual, he bent his head and sank his fangs into the side of Taehyung's neck, leaving a mark. He made sure the mark was placed and licked off the remaining drops of blood, Taehyung's body jerked as the virus hit his system like a bomb.

A single tear rolled down his cheek.

~~~

A crash and a snarl brought Taehyung abruptly awake.

He jerked upright to a sitting position and shoved his hair back out of his eyes, tucking it behind his ear. The room was in darkness, only the soft glow from the corridor provided light, rather than the morning sun when he'd laid down.

"Shit. I'd only meant to close my eyes for a moment, but I must have dropped off."

"Fvck!"

The curse filtered to his ears from the corridor, that wasn't his Koookie-bear and he didn't sound happy.

"Is it an intruder?"

Quickly sliding off the bed, his bare feet made no sound on the carpet as he went in search, picking up a baseball bat by the door, he tracked him down to the kitchen. The intruder hadn't seen him yet, so he hovered by the kitchen counter then his eyes widening at the sight before him.

There was a man naked to the waist, what was left of the suit jacket and shirt dumped on the floor next to him, Taehyung's heart lurched.

The intruder was hurt.

Badly if the amount of blood on the shredded clothes by his feet was any indication.

"Fvcking vampires," qrowls spilt from his lips as he studied the vicious wounds across his chest, dabbing at them with a dressing doused with disinfectant fluid. With each touch, he curled his lips back from his teeth and hissed, "Should've slit their throats."

Crap.

He's an intruder but.. should I help him?

Taehyung winced, hand covering his mouth, at the movement, his gaze locked on him in the mirror. His expression was hard, doe eyes coloured gold.

"Stop. Don't come near," the intruder ordered and his expression forbidding. He looked pissed that he was there, "You can't be in here, go back to your room."

Taehyung was used to seeing those eyes but seeing his intruder displayed it so prominently took him by surprise. But the man in question does seem familiar, comfortable even.

"Please…let me help.."

Despite the intruder's anger, Taehyung took a step, his instinct to help overpowered his fear of danger.

Hands braced on the counter, the intruder growled at him, "Taehyung, I'm not kidding, get the fuck out."

Ignoring him, Taehyung took another step forward, his gaze didn't leave his as he reached out to touch him.

"Don't," he warned, shaking his head, "This isn't a game, Taehyung. I'm warning you."

"So? You expect me to leave you like this?"

Taehyung placed his hand on his shoulder, he flinched and broke eye contact, dropping his head down between his shoulders. The muscles in his back flexed, pulling at the edges of the vicious wounds.

Reaching around him for the dressing to clean up the wounds, Taehyung's fingertips barely grazed it before he moved. His hand snapped out and closed around his wrist, yanking Taehyung off balance.

Before he knew what was happening, the intruder spun him around and was pinned between his hard body and the countertop.

"I told you to leave."

His voice was rough and low, menacing, not human anymore. Neither were his eyes as he looked down at him.

As he spoke, Taehyung felt the tips of his claws against the skin of his wrists and real fear raced down his spine, his heart stuttered.

"Blood in the air," his words dragged from his lips, "Too much temptation. I can't be gentle."

Frozen in place, the intruder held his wrists so Taehyung couldn't touch him, his inner fight was in his eyes until he closed them, lines of strain drawn on his handsome face. A tortured conflict that had nothing to do with him.

"U-Um…" Taehyung wriggled, wincing, "You're hurting me."

The intruder's eyes snapped open and his grip relaxed a little, not enough but it didn't matter.

"Call my name, my Moon," the intruder says as a low growl ripped from his throat, he hauled Taehyung closer as his lips crashed down over his, he demanded Taehyung's response.

The intruder held Taehyung to him, his arms a cage of steel, his tongue licked the shape of his lower lips, prieying his lips apart to plunder within.

Clawed hands snagged on the fabric of Taehyung's clothing. The words from years ago filtered through his memory and he relaxed, his body pliant against his.

When he didn't resist, the intruder gentled a little, seeking Taehyung's tongue with his, he slid and stroked along it. A sensuous, yet demanding dance he couldn't help but respond to.

"Call my name, my moon."

Heat and need flared, overwhelming Taehyung's recollection, this intruder wouldn't hurt him, he was his King, his eternal love, his husband, the intruder was his mate, Jungkook.

Taehyung's hands crept up to Jungkook's shoulders, wayward fingers exploring the hard muscle, even wounded, he was careful, his kiss was a little rough. He was masculinity personified, virile and powerful even without his Lycan side, Taehyung could handle that.

More than handle, he wanted more.

Much more.

Reaching down, Jungkook hooked his behind a knee, pulled the leg up against his hip and opened his legs so he could press right where Taehyung needed him.

Taehyung whimpered as the thick bar of his cock pressed against his erection. Everything in him responded, needed.

Jungkook broke away with a growl, lifting his hands as he stepped away, leaving Taehyung deprived.

"Say my name, my Moon."

Taehyung clung to the countertop, breathing ragged, one look at his face froze his protest on his tongue. Jungkook's features were harder, sharper, more primal, his feral side showing through.

"My Moon.." his features tight as lust flared in his eyes, his hand slid into his hair, holding Taehyung's head still.

"You think I don't want you, my King? For eternity, remember?"

He leaned down but didn't kiss him, Jungkook brushed his lips against his. Almost but not quite kissing her. Teasing Taehyung instead, he tried to follow him, capture Jungklook's lips and gain the kiss, but he evaded. Carried on teasing but not the fun, light-hearted teasing but a hard-edged controlling tease.

It was a message - They were doing this on Jungkook's terms, not his.

"I've waited for so long, my Moon.." bending Taehyung backward, boosted onto the kitchen counter.

Jungkook being over a foot taller than he was, it brought their lips level. Before Taehyung could think, he parted his thighs and pushed between them. A large hand splayed over the back of his hips pulled to the solid erection that strained his pants.

"There," Jungkook murmured against Taehyung's lips. Rocked his hips slowly to feel the full width of him. "I missed you, my Moon. It feels like it has been eons since I last touched you. Do you miss me too?"

"Yes, I do, my King," Taehyung whimpers.

Jungkook shoved the end of his sweater up, hand driving beneath them to find his thigh. A groan rumbled in the back of Jungkook's throat as his hand stroked Taehyung's cock underneath.

"I thought… I've lost you, Taehyung. All I've wanted, needed, is you. We have a lot to catch up on."

Jungkook kissed him finally, lips claimed before he could answer. Taehyung whimpered further and drove his long hands through his mate's hair at the back of his neck, held him. As he parted his lips in invitation, he wanted, needed, Jungkook.

Giving another deep moan, Taehyung slid his tongue deeper to taste his mate. He clung to Jungkook, wrapped his bare legs around his hips as he made love with his mouth.

Heat spiraled up and out of control, breathing ragged when he broke away to kiss Jungkook's neck roughly.

"Fvck, Taehyung…" he growled, pausing with his lips against the side of Taehyung's neck, tilting his head to the side to give him better access, baring his throat.

"Stay like that, Taehyung," Jungkook ordered as he pulled back to look at him, eyes glowed purple, "You know what that means to us."

It wasn't a question, but a statement.

Taehyung nodded slowly, not moving, not taking his eyes from his mate, it was hard to breathe. The air between them was thicker than molasses. His breathing punctuated by small growls.

Jungkook kissed him again, hard, on the lips, he tore his mouth away to kiss his throat, over where their mark should be.