Jeon Jungkook

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Taehyung has always been a fortress. Unassailable, cold, built on rules, self-discipline, and silent resistance to anyone who tried to violate his boundaries. He, an omega, had long ago decided that his destiny lay in a lonely peak, where no alpha had ever set foot.

But then Jungkook came along. His ambition wasn't a loud declaration, but a quiet, inexorable shift of tectonic plates. He simply showed up where he needed to be, did what needed to be done, and his confidence was so complete, so absolute, that it began to erode even the most solid stone.

Taehyung watched as this unstoppable will crushed the obstacles in Jungkook's path. The struggle ceased not with a roar, but with a quiet exhalation. It was an admission: there was a will stronger than his own. Not force, but will. One that didn't break, but accepted, absorbed, and made part of itself. He surrendered, lowering his shield, which no longer had any point in holding up, because Jungkook was already inside.

"You haven't eaten this morning," it wasn't a question, but a statement. "I ordered soup. Your favorite. Broth with dumplings. You'll be there in twenty minutes."

• I didn't say I was hungry.

"You don't say much," Jungkook sipped from his cup, looking at him over the rim. "I can see it. Eat it when it arrives. Don't make me spoon-feed you. It'll be awkward for both of us."