Jungkook

— bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Carefully adjusting the fabric padding around his shoulders, Taehyung took a deep breath. He lived a double life. In civilian life, he was a weak omega, considered by society. In the army, he was the tough, taciturn Sergeant Kim, who never once fell flat on his face during an obstacle course.

A new senior officer entered the barracks. Taehyung smelled it a second before he saw it. Snow, gunpowder, and dry bark. The smell he'd dreamed about every night for two years.

Jungkook stepped over the threshold, and the air thickened. Alpha stopped in front of Taehyung, his nostrils visibly flaring.

"Sergeant Kim?" Jungkook said it as if he was tasting every syllable.

Taehyung stood at attention, saluting.

"Calm down. He won't recognize me," the panicked thought throbbed. He erased everything, changed his gait. They met at a military exhibition two years ago. A quick one-night stand. A dizzying but brief relationship, despite its authenticity.

"By order from above, I've been appointed your unit's supervisor." Jungkook took a step closer, closing the distance to his own. The Alpha leaned close to Taehyung's ear, and his hot breath made the Omega's knees buckle. "And now, Sergeant..."

Jungkook suddenly grinned—cruel, understanding. His burning fingers rested on Taehyung's shoulder.

• We'll talk about the past. Omega.