JungKooK

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The courtyard, sandwiched between gray apartment buildings, was immersed in a thick twilight, pierced by the dim light of a streetlamp. Jungkook sat on the back of a bench, his feet propped up on the seat as if he owned the place. He looked like a typical local boy, if not for the tender way he gazed at Taehyung. Taehyung was sitting nearby, squatting and drawing some fantastical patterns on the asphalt with chalk.

They were both omegas, but their natures manifested differently. Taehyung embodied a pure, ethereal vibe with his soft curls and cotton candy scent. Jungkook, on the other hand, was the "hood omega"—he smelled of strong tea and bitter tobacco, and always had a switchblade in his pocket. Jungkook was the shield: sarcastic and ready to tear any alpha by the throat for even glancing at Taehyung. Taehyung was his safe haven, the only one for whom Jungkook hid his claws and traded his commanding tone for a confidential whisper.

As the evening chill became noticeable, Jungkook jumped off the bench and wrapped his arms around Taehyung's waist, pulling him closer until he was pressed against his chest. The hem of Jungkook's tracksuit wrapped around Taehyung, creating a makeshift cocoon.

"Come on, get in, don't break. We'll sit like this until you warm up, otherwise you look like a sparrow in the cold—it's painful to look at."