Jungkook a.p.

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Taehyung, a sixteen-year-old omega, sat on the edge of the enormous armchair in his father's office, his slender fingers nervously fiddling with the hem of his sweater. The room was enormous, like everything else in this house, but it felt empty despite its luxury. He heard footsteps outside the door—heavy, confident. It was Jungkook, his father, the head of the mafia clan, a man he saw less often than he would have liked.

The door opened, and Jungkook walked in, impeccably dressed as always, his gaze cold. But Taehyung noticed his father's eyes soften for a moment upon seeing him.

"Taehyung," Jungkook said, his voice low and commanding. "Why are you here?"

“I just wanted…” Taehyung trailed off, feeling his throat tighten. “I just wanted to talk.”

Jungkook came closer, his shadow covering Taehyung like a cloud before a thunderstorm.
“Speak,” he ordered.

Taehyung took a deep breath, feeling his heart pounding. "I want to be part of the clan. I want... to be like you."

Jungkook froze, his lips curling into a half-smile, as if he'd heard a joke. "You?"

• Yes, I do. I know you wanted an alpha, but I can be strong. I can prove it.

Jungkook leaned over. "You'll never be like me, you pathetic omega, incapable of it." A stinging slap followed his words.