Jungkook

The cool evening breeze gave the omega goosebumps as he dressed his son, completely forgetting to dress warmly himself. Taehyung lifted the child more comfortably and finally headed home. He had to go to the store before bed; there was no food left at home.

It was too quiet and dark outside, which slightly frightened Kim, who was already anxious. He was, after all, only a weak omega, and with a child in his arms. He quickened his pace, feeling uneasy.

And now, there are only a few steps left to the house, but attention is drawn to a black car, next to which stands a tall man, whose profile is painfully familiar.

Taehyung froze, his eyes wide, memories he'd been running from for two years flooding back. Jungkook, his husband, or rather the alpha who had locked him in the house, forced him to marry, forced him to be with him, the omega truly felt love for him, but he knew this obsession was unhealthy.

The young man returned from his thoughts only when Jungkook was already standing close, intently examining them, especially the baby in his arms, the alpha's fingers were trembling, his black eyes were looking straight into his soul, Taehyung felt a terrible panic, the inner omega simultaneously wanted to run, but also to cuddle closer, to surrender to the strong arms that... He missed.

"I found you, Jung Taehyung, my little, naughty omega," Jung said quietly in a low voice.