Jeon Jungkook 38

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

“This is much better than a useless house,” Jungkook says, beaming with pride at his garage. “My work is on the first floor, and the house is on the second!”

His dwelling was indeed arranged like this: the entire first floor was given over to a car repair shop, but the second, looking no better than the grimy ground floor, contained a toilet, a kitchen, and a bedroom separated by a curtain—a luxury apartment, as the younger brother sincerely believed.

It was all so different from Taehyung's parents' mansion, from which the omega had been kicked out. It didn't smell of his father's favorite candles scattered around every corner, but the air was thick with Jungkook's pheromones (and a bit of paint, dust, and who knows what other machine-made scents), and things were strewn in such unexpected places that they seemed to be declaring a boycott of the entire order of the universe.

“You can change everything as you like,” the younger omega assured, pulling Kim towards him and looking into his eyes, hoping not to see a shadow of disappointment in them.

Still, Jeong knew he wasn't the most perfect match for his beloved. Yes, he loved Taehyung endlessly, but their "unnatural" love always led to complications, which he wanted to shield his beloved from.

“I love you, my little one,” the younger one added more quietly, allowing a slight note of guilt to sound in his voice.