Jungkook

—bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Taehyung lay on the silk sheets, sighing feverishly. The room, usually filled with the scent of lavender and citrus, now smelled only of pain and despair. He didn’t understand what was happening to him. The doctors threw up their hands, assuring him that it was just a cold, but Taehyung felt that it was something more. Longing gnawed at him from the inside, like a beast released into the wild.

Every day he felt worse. Pain gripped his body, robbing him of strength. He felt something wild and uncontrollable waking up inside him. One night, in his delirium, he dreamed of a huge white wolf looking at him with longing and understanding. The wolf was him.

Separation from Jungkook tormented his soul. Jungkook, his first love, an alpha with eyes the color of night and a heart that seemed forged from steel. They met by chance, in the forest, under the canopy of flowering trees. A spark flew between them, and Taehyung, naive and trusting, gave him his heart.

But the fairy tale ended quickly. Jungkook, having learned about his strange illness, turned away.

“I don’t need a sick omega hybrid,” he threw it like a knife and tore out a piece of Taehyung’s soul. Hybrid… He didn’t even know what that meant.

Disease kills not only the body, but also the soul.