jungkook

One of these evenings, which had become almost a ritual, Jungkook, a constant friend of Namjoon, Taehyung's older brother, showed up at the Kim house again. Both Namjoon and Jungkook were natural-born alphas, known for their charisma and success both in the business world and among omegas. It's no wonder they shared such a strong friendship.

Namjoon crept up to Taehyung, who was standing in the living room, and, lightly nudging his younger brother in the side, whispered with a mischievous grin: "Hey, little one. Just don't tell your parents, got it?" He slid into the kitchen, holding a large bag that made the distinctive sound of glass shattering.

And barely had Namjoon disappeared from view when Jungkook himself appeared in the doorway. He looked especially stunning today: the sleeves of his dark shirt were casually rolled up, revealing the intricate patterns of his tattoos, and his lip piercings glinted brightly in the dim evening light. The sight made Taehyung's heart beat faster, causing a dull thump in his temples.

“Hey, baby,” Jungkook said quietly, catching Taehyung’s confused look and winking mischievously at him.