MINE ON IMPACT (TAEKOOKV)
Ep01
Dumb author 😘💅🏼
English is not my first language, so if you see any grammar doing backflips or words looking drunk… just pretend it’s ✨artistic choice✨ okay?
I’m doing my best, now enjoy the chaos!
Early morning.
Inside the massive Jeon family home — spotless marble floors, tall glass windows, and a silence colder than winter.
An omega sat quietly on the floor of the living room.
Knees to his chest. A tiny towel on his lap. Not making a sound.
It was Jeon Jungkook.
The only son of the Jeons. The only child they never wanted.
Footsteps echoed down the stairs.
mrs.jeon
(sharply)
You’re sitting there again like a stray.
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
*Jungkook flinched, quickly rising to his feet and bowing his head.*
Mr.jeon
(walking in):
What’s good about it when the first thing I see is you?
Mr.jeon
*He sat down on the couch without even looking Jungkook’s way.*
mrs.jeon
(arms crossed):
I should’ve known the moment I smelled omega. The shame I felt in that hospital room…
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
I’m sorry, Mother.
Mr.jeon
(coldly):
You destroyed your mother’s body. After giving birth to you, the doctors said she could never have another child.
mrs.jeon
(bitter laugh):
One child. One useless, trembling little omega. What did I do in my last life to deserve that?
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
*Jungkook looked down, gripping the towel in his hands tightly.*
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
(quietly):
I didn’t mean to be born like this…
Mr.jeon
You’re a stain. You ruined our chances of having strong alpha heirs. Now we’re the laughingstock of the elite circles.
mrs.jeon
Do you know how many times I’ve lied and said we’re planning to adopt a ‘real son’?
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
I’ll leave… if that would help…
Mr.jeon
You should’ve left years ago. But even the street dogs wouldn’t want you
mrs.jeon
No alpha would mark you. You’re pitiful. Weak. You reek of desperation.
Jungkook lowered his head, walking away without a word.
But as he passed the hallway mirror, he caught a glimpse of himself.
Messy hair. Pale cheeks. Teary eyes.
He whispered to his own reflection—
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
You don’t belong here.
Ep02
Inside “Le Sucré,” an upscale bakery that smelled like sugar, butter, and fake kindness, Jungkook stood behind the counter in a too-big apron and cracked shoes.
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
*He had just restocked the cake fridge, his hands dusted in flour, when the bell above the door jingled.*
A rich alpha couple walked in.
As he stepped forward to greet them, someone behind him yelled.
Bakery Owner (Mr. lee):
“Yah, Jeon Jungkook!”
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
*Jungkook froze instantly, turning around with his eyes wide.*
Mr. lee (storming out of the kitchen):
Did you clean the delivery trays or not?!
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
(nervously):
I-I did, sir. I double-checked this morning…
Mr. lee (slamming a clipboard down):
Then explain THIS!”
He held up a single tray with a smudge on the corner.
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
I-I must’ve missed that one. I’m so sorry, I’ll fix it—
Mr. lee (shouting):
“Are you trying to ruin my business?! One smudge and that alpha from last week demanded a refund! Do you know how hard it is to run a bakery in this city!?”
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
(bowing):
I understand, sir, I’m really sorry—
Mr. lee (mocking):
“You understand? An omega like you understands business? Don’t make me laugh.”
The customers watched silently. No one spoke up.
Mr.lee (voice cold):
You’re lucky I even keep you here. Omegas are supposed to be soft and pretty. You’re barely either.
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
*Jungkook clenched his fists at his side, eyes burning—but said nothing.*
Mr. lee
“Clean the damn trays again. And if I hear one more complaint from a customer today, don’t bother showing up tomorrow.”
He walked away, muttering something under his breath.
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
*Jungkook turned back to the counter slowly, bowing to the alpha couple*
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
(barely above a whisper):
Good morning… h-how can I help you today?
As they gave their order, Jungkook’s voice shook.
But he smiled anyway.
Because if he didn’t smile, he might cry.
Ep03
Evening rush hour. The bakery was chaos.
Flour in the air. Oven alarms beeping. Mr. lee yelling. And right in the middle of it — Jungkook, covered in icing sugar, trying to keep up.
Suddenly, the shop phone rang. Mr. lee snatched it up.
Mr. lee (impatient):
“Yes, Le Sucré bakery. Make it quick.”
Mr. lee (sweet voice suddenly):
“Yes, yes — of course we can do it. One deluxe raspberry cream cake, triple-tier, gold detailing… by tonight? Y-Yes, we can manage.”
He slammed the phone down.
Mr. lee (to staff):
“DROP EVERYTHING! Kim Empire just ordered a custom cake. Top priority! If this goes well, we’ll get featured at their next corporate gala!”
Everyone panicked — except Jungkook, who just quietly returned to cleaning trays.
Mr. lee (yelling):
“Jeon Jungkook!”
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
*Jungkook flinched.*
Mr. lee
“You’re delivering it. No mistakes. No stuttering. You drop it, don’t come back.”
JEON JUNGKOOK (O)
(nodding):
Yes, sir…
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