Village Love (Taekook)
Kim Taehyung~
ᴬ ᵁ ᵀ ᴴ ᴼ ᴿ
Hello everyone
ᴬ ᵁ ᵀ ᴴ ᴼ ᴿ
Welcome to VILLAGE LOVE story
ᴬ ᵁ ᵀ ᴴ ᴼ ᴿ
And I hope you like it
The sun hung low over the village painting the sky in shades of gold and pink.
Kim Taehyung knelt in the flower field his hands gently tending to the vibrant blooms.
A rare omega TAE was fragile with soft features and eyes that sparkled like the morning dew.
He loved nature especially the flowers he grew with his mother for their small shop. Living with his parents and
Twelve-year-old sister in their humble home TAE found joy in the simple life of their village a place untouched by phones, internet, or schools(specially😝😉) where bicycles were the only way to reach the nearby town.
The village was a slice of heaven wrapped in greenery where kind hearts thrived.
As TAE plucked a daisy his eyes caught something strange.....
A drop of blood staining a petal.
His heart skipped. Fragile and easily scared TAE froze clutching the flower tightly.
The field was quiet too quiet.
Swallowing his fear he followed a faint trail of crimson dots his breath shaky.
The drops led him to a patch of tall grass near the edge of the field.
There slumped against a tree was a man.
His face was pale half-conscious, with dark hair falling over his closed eyes.
Blood seeped from a deep gash on his arm soaking his sleeve.
His clothes sleek dark and finely tailored—screamed wealth...
A stark contrast to the village’s simplicity.
Tae’s first instinct was to run his fragile heart pounding but the stranger’s pained expression stopped him.
He couldn’t leave someone to suffer.
Kim Taehyung
H-Hello~?????
Tae whispered stepping closer.
The man stirred his eyes fluttering but too weak to open fully.
Tae’s fear battled his kindness and kindness won.
He knelt beside the stranger hands trembling as he checked the wound.
It was bad, but the man was alive.
Tae glanced around the village too far to call for help.
He had to act fast. With surprising strength for his slight frame Tae slung the man’s uninjured arm over his shoulder dragging him toward the village.
The stranger groaned softly his weight heavy, but Tae pushed on driven by his gentle heart.
The village healer an old woman named Hana lived in a small hut filled with herbs and remedies.
Tae burst through the door panting.
Kim Taehyung
Please help! I found him near our flower fields. He’s hurt bad!
Hana’s sharp eyes scanned the stranger as Tae laid him on a cot.
Hana (beta,healer)
A city man
She muttered noting his luxurious clothes.
Hana (beta,healer)
No one like him comes here.
She worked quickly cleaning the wound and wrapping it in cloth.
Tae stood back clutching his hands still shaken.
Kim Taehyung
I don’t know him..
Kim Taehyung
Not even his name. I just… found him. His clothes… they’re not like ours.
Hana nodded focused on her work.
Hana (beta,healer)
He’s strong but he’s lost blood.
Hana (beta,healer)
Let him rest.
As she finished the stranger’s breathing steadied and he slipped into a deep sleep his face calm but still a mystery.
Curiosity mixing with unease.
Why was he here bleeding in their peaceful village~?
The flowers outside swayed in the breeze as if whispering secrets Tae couldn’t yet understand.
Jeon Jungkook~
Tae sat quietly on a wooden stool near the cot his eyes scanning the sleeping stranger.
The man’s sharp jawline and expensive clothes made him look out of place in the healer’s simple hut.
Tae’s fingers fidgeted with a stray flower petal his mind racing with questions.
Kim Taehyung
💭 Who was he~? Why was he hurt~?
The village was a haven of peace and this man felt like a storm blowing in.
The door creaked open and Tae’s twelve-year-old sister Lily burst in her eyes wide with excitement..
Lily
Mama Papa comes quickly! Oppa saved a man!
Behind her their parents hurried in.
Mr. Kim had been working in the fields when Tae found the stranger and Mrs. Kim had been tending their little flower shop.
Now they stood in the doorway concerned etched on their faces.
Mrs Kim
Tae baby what happened~?
Mrs. Kim asked her voice softly but worried.
Kim Taehyung
I found him near the flower fields
Tae explained glancing at the man.
Kim Taehyung
He was bleeding half-conscious. I couldn’t leave him there.
Mr. Kim nodded his weathered face serious.
He stepped closer eyeing the stranger’s fine clothes.
Mr Kim
But he’s no villager.
Hours passed and the stranger stirred.
A low groan escaped his lips as he opened his eyes dark and piercing.
He was tall broad and muscular—easily twice Tae’s size his presence filling the small hut.
He winced touching his bandaged arm and sat up looking around with a scowl.
He muttered his voice rough.
Unknown
I need a phone. Now.
Kim Taehyung
We… we don’t have phones here.
Mr Kim
Don’t even know much about ‘em truth be told.
The man groaned louder running a hand through his dark hair.
Unknown
Fück this is so irritating. What generation are you people living in~?
Tae’s cheeks flushed his fragile heart stung by the man’s harsh tone.
Kim Taehyung
Don’t curse in front of the elders
Kim Taehyung
We should respect them.
He snapped his voice trembling but firm.
Kim Taehyung
Didn’t your parents teach you manners~?
The stranger’s lips curled into a bitter chuckle his eyes glinting with something dark.
Unknown
So a mere boy’s teaching me what to do now~?
Tae glared at man. His kindness turning to anger. He’d risked himself to save this man and now he was being insulted~?
Kim Taehyung
You could at least say thank you.
Mr. Kim stepped forward cutting through the tension.
Mrs Kim
Son what’s your name~?
The man leaned back his expression annoyed but steady.
Jeon Jungkook
Jeon Jungkook.
Mr. Kim gasped his face paling.
Mrs. Kim’s eyes widened and Lily clutched her mother’s hand confused.
The name hung heavy in the air like a storm cloud.
TAE didn’t understand but he felt the weight of it.
Jungkook’s gaze flicked to them irritation clear as he noticed their shock.
Jungkook snapped his voice sharp.
Mr. Kim didn’t answer. Instead, he grabbed Tae’s arm gently.
Mr Kim
We’re leaving. Now.
He ushered his family out of the hut leaving Jungkook behind.
Outside Tae glanced back confused.
Jungkook sat on the cot his face twisted like the hut was filthy his fine clothes out of place among the herbs and wooden walls.
Tae’s heart churned—part anger part curiosity. Who was Jeon Jungkook and why had his name shaken his family so much~?
As they walked back to their home the flower fields swayed quietly hiding secrets.
Ungrateful~
Jeon Jungkook sat alone in the healer’s hut his dark eyes scanning the simple room with disgust.
The wooden walls the scent of herbs the creaky cot—it all felt beneath him.
Jeon Jungkook
Dirty, useless, shitty people (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ
He muttered under his breath his voice dripping with disdain.
His bandaged arm throbbed but his irritation burned hotter. He was a city man used to luxury not this backward village with no phones or internet.
He tried to stand eager to leave but the healer Hana stopped him with a stern look.
Hana (beta,healer)
Your wound’s fresh.
She said, her voice calm but firm.
Hana (beta,healer)
Don’t move much, or it’ll worsen.
Jungkook groaned, slumping back.
Jeon Jungkook
I need a phone. Now.
Hana (beta,healer)
We’ve got a PCO, but it’s far, in the next town. Only some elders know about it.
Jungkook’s brow furrowed.
Jeon Jungkook
Then how do YOU know ~?
Hana (beta,healer)
I’m old enough to remember the world before this village. But the children here~? They’re happy without all that.
Jeon Jungkook
I need to call my family
Jungkook said, his tone is urgent.
Jeon Jungkook
Let them know I’m safe.
Hana (beta,healer)
I’ll help you get there but first you heal.
She pointed to his bandaged arm.
Jungkook nodded reluctantly closing his eyes. But the creaky hut the strange smells and his own restless thoughts kept him on edge. He couldn’t relax.
Then, a knock at the door broke the silence.
Tae stepped in, holding a small basket of food.
He said to Hana, his voice soft but tinged with irritation
Kim Taehyung
Mama sent this for you… and that ungrateful brat.
His eyes flicked to Jungkook, sharp and unyielding. Jungkook’s eyes snapped open, narrowing.
Jeon Jungkook
Hey, be in your limit kid.
Tae glared his fragile frame tense with defiance.
Without another word he turned and left but as he did a wave of his omega pheromones lingered—soft floral and strangely soothing like a breeze through the flower fields.
Jungkook froze, his irritation fading for a moment.
Jeon Jungkook
Why do his pheromones… make me feel sleepy~??
Hana watching quietly noticed everything. She offered Jungkook a plate of food, but he waved it away his eyelids growing heavy.
The scent lingered in his mind calming the storm inside him.
Within moments he was asleep his breathing steady for the first time since he arrived.
The next morning Jungkook sat outside the hut his face twisted in a scowl as he muttered complaints about the village.
The fresh air did little to ease his disgust. Then he felt it again that addictive omega scent.
His head snapped up, and he saw Taehyung riding by on a bicycle a basket full of vibrant flowers strapped to the back.
Tae was heading to his mother’s shop his expression focused not sparing Jungkook a glance.
Jungkook watched him disappear down the dirt path the flowers swaying as he pedaled away.
Tae hadn’t said a word and for some reason that bothered Jungkook. He didn’t even know the boy’s name—not really.
the healer had called him. But to Jungkook he was just the fragile villager who’d saved him then dared to glare at him.
Tae meanwhile kept his distance. His father’s warning echoed in his mind:
STAY AWAY FROM THAT STRANGERTAE. HE'S TROUBLE.
So Tae ignored Jungkook focusing on his flowers his family and the peaceful life he loved.
But as he rode away he couldn’t shake the feeling of those sharp dark eyes watching him a storm brewing in their quiet village.
Download MangaToon APP on App Store and Google Play
