くHis Quite Fixation 彡
chapter 1 (Infected desire)
Jungkook stood in the shadowed corner of Haneul High School's main hallway, masked and watching. He wasn't supposed to be here—not really.
This school had no value to the Crimson Tide , but his curiosity had driven him here.Again.
He'd memorized the boy's schedule. Knew his classroom. His locker. When he went to the washroom. What he bought for lunch.
He'd even learned how long the boy would sit, scribbling in his tattered notebooks.
Jungkook's gloves tightened.
Nothing but wasted effort. A quiet, wasted brilliance. And yet Taehyung believes in those. Believed in people.
The idea of watching that hope wither in his hands both thrilled and enraged Jungkook.
He wanted to see Taehyung broken—but only so he could rebuild him into something better. Something that not flawed.
He didn't realise that he was gripping the metal door frame untill the old steel groaned under his strength.
Then he saw it—the familiar hunched figure walking alone , eyes darting between the floor tiles, clutching a book to his chest . A group of boys shoved him into the locker.
Taehyung just laughed it off.
That laugh doesn't belong here, The alpha thought, heart pounding. It belongs in silence. In safety. In his world. He didn't know the boys story.
Not yet. But he would.
He would learn everything. He had time. Time to wait. Time to plan.
Jungkook want to claim him. Not in the way others claimed things.
No possession. No , Jungkook wanted to fix him. Purify him. Protect him from this disgusting world that dared to hurt him.
He would take him away, keep him clean–from this world's filth , safe , untouched.
Forever.
Jungkook didn't know that soon...fate would give him a chance. A incident. A moment that would tip the scales and turn admiration into dangerous obsession. And when that moment came?
He'd take Taehyung. Keep him. Make him his. Forever.
chapter 2 (He's beautiful)
It happened on a rainy Tuesday—when nature and need both lost their patience.
The world outside cold, the body inside burning.
Kim Taehyung had only stepped outside to return a notebook, one of his friends "accidentally" knocked out of the window. He didn't even see it coming. One moment he was walking across the street, rain matting down his wild curls.
The next—breath caught in his throat. It wasn't pain–it was heat, sharp and sudden, curling low in his gut like fire blooming under his skin.
His knees buckled. He collapsed in the middle of the road, gasping. Panic flickered through him as he fumbled through his pockets, searching for the suppressants like a madman, breath quick and uneven against the rain-soaked air.
He finally found the vial and swallowed the suppressants in a rush, the taste sharp against his tongue. All he could do now was wait–wait for the storm inside him to quiet, for his body to calm down.
Around him a few people noticed. Some laughed under their umbrellas, others just stared–with lust probably(?). A few even lifted their phones, snapping pictures without even a thought.
kim Taehyung~
He stood there, heart hammering, frozen for a moment, wishing they'd all just look away.
Jeon Jungkook~
From an alleyway across the street, Jungkook watched it all.
Jeon Jungkook~
He didn't mean to follow him today.
He really hadn't.
Jeon Jungkook~
But, then he saw the change in him.
He's beautiful.
Jeon Jungkook~
He could see him–trembling , panicked and so heartbreakingly vulnerable. Like a baby bird tossed from its nest.
Chapter- 3 ( Truth : Omega?)
Jeon Jungkook~
He gripped the edge of the wall until his fingers ached and dust crumbled beneath his nails.
His mind flooded with images — visions of Taehyung in his pristine underground home, away from noise and filth, wearing soft white clothes, eyes cast downward. The perfect bride. His bride. No more bullies. No more humiliation. Just the two of them.
Just silence and safety and obedience.
Jeon Jungkook~
"I can give you peace" he whispered, voice breathless.
Taehyung was still there — devastated, frozen in place.
But he just kept staring. The boy he admired… was an omega. Sweet. Kind. Breakable.
How had he not known? He was supposed to know everything about him. Every little detail.
He was furious at himself — but it was fine. He still had time. Time to learn. Time to understand.
He didn’t mind.
The world now saw him through. The world would see him differently—exposed. He would falter. Shiver. Easier to control. Easier to possess.
Later that night, Jungkook sat in his immaculate underground office, reviewing security footage he’d stolen from nearby cameras. Every frame of Taehyung's state.
Every expression. Every tremble. He played it on loop. Again. Again. Again.
He pressed a hand to his mask, breath shuddering.
He was in love.
But more than that
He was ready.
The world would only grow crueler to him than it already was—he’d panic, spiral.
And when he finally broke, when the weight became too much to bear…
He would be there, waiting.
With a ring in his pocket, a name picked out for their first child, and a room already prepared.
Just for him.
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