(Taekook Smut & Short Stories) ~2
Ashes Of What Could Have Been¹
The hall was silent — not out of peace, but from tension wound so tight it could snap with a breath. At the center, under the gilded chandeliers of the Jeon estate, stood Jeon Jungkook, heir to one of the most influential families in Seoul. His obsidian eyes, cold and sharp like onyx, were locked on the man standing before him.
He stood with his hands at his sides, posture neither proud nor submissive, but grounded in a quiet strength. His clothes were plain — a crisp white shirt stained near the hem, worn jeans and a scuffed pair of boots. There was nothing regal about his appearance. Nothing that screamed wealth or power.
And yet fate had the audacity to bind Jungkook to him.
Jungkook (Omega)
*low growl rose from his throat*
Jungkook (Omega)
This is some sick joke.
*he spat, the disgust in his voice drawing murmurs from the pack members gathered around them*
The Moon Ceremony — meant to celebrate the divine pairing of mates chosen by destiny — had turned into a public shaming.
？？？
Elder
Your scent, has matched with Kim Taehyung. You are fated by the Moon Goddess to be his mate.
A peasant. A nobody. A man Jungkook wouldn’t even look at twice in the street
Jungkook said sharply, his voice rising, slicing through the silence.
Jungkook (Omega)
I don’t accept this. There’s been a mistake.
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Elder
There are no mistakes in fate
Jungkook (Omega)
*hand shot out, grabbing the ceremonial dagger laid out before him.*“
Jungkook (Omega)
THEN I WILL MAKE ONE.
Gasps echoed as he slashed the blade across his palm, allowing his blood to drip down, severing the mate bond before it could root. His voice was cruel as he made the declaration.
Jungkook (Omega)
I, Jeon Jungkook, reject Kim Taehyung as my mate.
Taehyung didn’t move. He didn’t flinch. His face was unreadable, but his eyes… gods, his eyes held something ancient — grief, maybe, or disappointment.
Jungkook couldn’t tell. He didn’t care.
Jungkook (Omega)
I won’t be tied to a nobody...
Jungkook (Omega)
*threw the dagger down with a clang*
Jungkook (Omega)
I am Jeon Jungkook. I deserve a mate worthy of my name.
Taehyung’s lips curled slightly, but it wasn’t amusement. It was something bitter. Something resigned. He bowed politely, not to Jungkook, but to the elders.
Taehyung (TBA)
Thank you for the ceremony, I’ll be leaving now.
Taehyung (TBA)
*he turned on his heel and walked away, and Jungkook didn’t spare him a second glance*
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2025-06-22
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