Rebirth: Omega's Desire
The prince and his knight
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This novel will have 2 stories. Both linked ofcourse~ I don't wanna make it complicated so I will start with the first life.
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This isn't normal type Rebirth story 😔✋🏻✨ or maybe... It is ? Read to find out. Let's start!
The golden light of the late afternoon streamed through the tall, arched windows of the East Wing.
Silken curtains swayed gently with the breeze, carrying the scent of roses from the palace garden.
On a velvet couch sat the young Omega Prince, Jeon Jungkook.. robes of pale blue spilling over the side, a half-eaten platter of sugared fruits resting idly by his elbow.
Yet, his doe eyes were not on the figs or the grapes.
They lingered..no, clung to the figure standing by the window.
Kim Taehyung, his knight.
Armor polished to a mirror shine, dark hair falling loosely as he worked the leather straps of his gauntlets
His back straight, posture rigid, eyes lowered in dutiful silence. Every movement was precise, measured.. like he was carved out of restraint itself.
Jungkook’s lips parted unconsciously, then closed as his teeth worried at the soft flesh.
A blush crept up his pale cheeks, hidden poorly as he tilted his head away, pretending to inspect the fruit plate. His heart, however, betrayed him.. hammering far too loudly for someone doing nothing at all.
Jeon Jungkook
...Taehyung (Jungkook finally spoke, voice soft, deliberately lazy)
Kim Taehyung
(The knight turned immediately, dropping to one knee in a fluid motion, head bowed)
Your Highness.
The sound alone made Jungkook’s ears burn hotter.
Jeon Jungkook
(He cleared his throat, forcing a pout to mask the flutter inside his chest)
Bring me… that book from the table. No, the other one. The heavy one.
Taehyung obeyed without hesitation, rising to retrieve the tome. His long fingers brushed the leather-bound cover, veins taut under his skin as he lifted it with ease. When he set it carefully before the prince, Jungkook didn’t even glance at the book. His eyes followed only Taehyung’s hands—broad, steady, scarred from years of sword practice.
Jeon Jungkook
Too slow (Jungkook muttered, though his voice cracked ever so slightly)
Kim Taehyung
(Taehyung, unbothered, simply bowed again)
Forgive me, Your Highness. I will move swifter next time.
Jeon Jungkook
(Jungkook bit his lip harder, hiding the way his chest tightened)
*How dare he kneel so easily? How dare he bow to me, when all I want is…*
Jeon Jungkook
(He clenched the folds of his robe, his pout deepening as he snapped)
Stay there. Don’t move.
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Obedient Knight
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Jeon Jungkook
(He clenched the folds of his robe, his pout deepening as he snapped)
Stay there. Don’t move.
The knight froze in place, kneeling before him, gaze lowered in obedience.
And Jungkook… dared to look. Really look. At the curve of his lashes, the line of his jaw, the way the setting sun gilded his hair. His breath hitched—small, shaky, unprincely.
He turned away before Taehyung could notice, heart trembling like a caged bird.
Jeon Jungkook
I hate you... (Jungkook whispered under his breath, though he pressed his hand against his lips to hide the smile forming there)
Taehyung still knelt, silent as a statue, awaiting his prince’s next command.
Jungkook’s eyes lingered, a dangerous warmth curling in his chest. But he turned away quickly, feigning disinterest as he shoved a grape into his mouth.
Jeon Jungkook
Don’t just kneel there. You’re making the room look stiff.
(Jungkook grumbled, though the corners of his lips betrayed a tremor)
Kim Taehyung
Yes, Your Highness (he replied calmly)
That voice.. low, even, unwavering had followed him for as long as he could remember.
Jungkook’s fingers stilled on the velvet cushion. His gaze softened.
Jeon Jungkook
(As long as I could remember…)
And so his thoughts drifted backward.
The day.... He met Taehyung for the first time
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First meet
He had been eight years old then, still small enough to hide behind the silken skirts of his attendants, yet bratty enough to throw golden goblets to the floor if he didn’t get what he wanted.
That day, the King had called him to the throne room.
King Jeon
Jungkook.. (his father’s deep voice had rumbled across the marble hall)
King Jeon
It is time you had a protector of your own.
Jeon Jungkook
(The prince had pouted immediately, clutching his sugared honey-cakes tighter)
I don’t need one. I want sweets, not some boring man with a sword.
But the King had only gestured.
And from behind the guards stepped a boy—not much older than him, but taller, with eyes too serious for his age. Dark hair framed a solemn face, and though his body was thin with youth, he carried himself like stone.
King Jeon
This is Taehyung. (The King announced)
King Jeon
From this day, he is yours. He will guard you, follow you, kneel when you command, and rise when you allow. A prince cannot be without his knight.
Jeon Jungkook
(Jungkook had wrinkled his nose, unimpressed) He looks boring.
The hall had erupted with muffled laughter, but the boy.. Taehyung had only lowered to one knee, his head bowed.
Kim Taehyung
Your Highness (he had said softly)
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