𝘑𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 – .`𝘍𝘐𝘕𝘈𝘕𝘊𝘌.`

“Here, I’m buying this,” says the omega and places all the things he has chosen on the table for payment, “Here you go.”

Taehyung gives the man a card to pay and waits for him to do everything.

“Sir, your payment is not going through,” the man says clearly and calmly, turning his gaze to the omega.

— What? What do you mean it doesn't work? Try again, it should work.

• It doesn't work.

"What do you mean? This is my husband's card, you know he's a very influential and authoritative person in the country, how can you think it won't work?!" Taehyung gets angry, closing his eyes in irritation.

“I know, sir, but...apparently your husband closed the account,” a pause, “The payment is not going through.”

"What did he do? Are you kidding?" The omega takes a step back, slightly confused, and tries to process what was said.

In five years of marriage, nothing like this had ever happened. Jungkook had never blocked his cards or closed his accounts. Alpha always gave him control over his money and finances. But apparently not this time. The problem was that Taehyung was eight months pregnant, and even though he was pregnant, the omega hadn't given it a second thought. He hadn't bought anything for the baby, and Jungkook saw it. Taehyung spent all his money on expensive designer clothes for himself or various jewelry, but certainly not on their future heir.

Without telling her husband, Alpha decided to cut him off from accessing his money. It was a deliberate, strict, and pleasant decision. He wanted Taehyung to understand his current situation and that it was time to start thinking about a child and preparing for the upcoming addition to their family. Things weren't bought, nothing was ready, and the baby was due soon. And this negligence and disorganization from the omega angered Jungkook beyond belief. Taehyung hadn't been like this before, but now he was completely obsessed with designer clothes and jewelry.

"Well, try again! This can't be happening," Taehyung hesitates, and then hands the man the card again, looking him intently and frowningly in the face. "He's my husband, what are you even talking about?" His voice grew louder, and he became nervous.

I still didn't believe the essence of what was happening.

RESPONSIBILITY.