Beneath His Silence ~ THE SCENT LINGERS~

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Jungkook's voice had dropped to something barely audible.

JEON JUNGKOOK (ALPHA/30 yrs)

“I swore I’d never touch an Omega again.”

His words shouldn’t have hurt. But they did.

My throat tightened. I didn’t know why. Maybe it was the rejection… or the way his scent curled around my lungs, like my body had already chosen him without asking me first.

I shifted in my seat, trying to breathe through the pressure between my legs, the heat blooming behind my eyes. My skin burned under my uniform. It was like my body was begging—without words, without dignity.

jungkook turned his head sharply, sensing it. He growled. Low. Deep. Controlled—but only barely.

JEON JUNGKOOK (ALPHA/30 yrs)

“Stop moving.”

I froze.

His voice wasn’t loud, but it wrapped around my spine like a leash. I didn’t know I could obey someone that fast. My thighs locked together, my body still trembling.

He stood suddenly and paced two steps away, dragging his hand through his hair.

JEON JUNGKOOK (ALPHA/30 yrs)

“This is wrong,” he muttered to himself. “He’s too young. He’s my student. He doesn’t even know what he’s asking for.”

KIM TAEHYUNG (OMEGA/19 yrs)

“I’m not asking for anything,” I whispered.

He turned to me—his eyes sharp, almost glowing.

JEON JUNGKOOK (ALPHA/30 yrs)

“Your body is.”

I Looked down, ashamed. I hated that I was like this. Needy. Weak. So obviously… Omega.

He must have seen that shame on my face, because his expression changed. His shoulders relaxed, just slightly.

JEON JUNGKOOK (ALPHA/30 yrs)

“This isn’t your fault,” he said. “You were unprepared. Someone should’ve trained you for this. They should’ve taught you how to suppress it.”

He exhaled hard, nostrils flaring as he tried to get my scent out of his head.

JEON JUNGKOOK (ALPHA/30 yrs)

“But they didn’t. And now I have to be the one to keep you safe.”

KIM TAEHYUNG (OMEGA/19 yrs)

“From who?” I asked, voice barely there.

His gaze met mine.

JEON JUNGKOOK (ALPHA/30 yrs)

“From me.”

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He moved closer, slow and steady—like approaching something fragile, something wild.

I didn't flinch. I should have.

He knelt in front of me again and reached into the inner pocket of his coat, pulling out a small vial.

JEON JUNGKOOK (ALPHA/30 yrs)

“Scent blocker,” he explained. “I can dull your heat, but only for a short time. The suppressant shots take hours to work—and I don’t trust anyone else enough to take you there.”

He paused, holding the vial in his hand like it was dangerous.

JEON JUNGKOOK (ALPHA/30 yrs)

“But you have to let me apply it. On your neck.”

My breath hitched. My skin tingled where he was looking. The spot below my jaw, where an Alpha might one day mark me.

This wasn’t a bite. Wasn’t a bond. But it felt just as intimate.

KIM TAEHYUNG (OMEGA/19 yrs)

“O-Okay,” I whispered.

He uncorked the vial. The scent was sharp—herbal and cold. It clashed hard against his own, and I whimpered as it hit my nose.

JEON JUNGKOOK (ALPHA/30 yrs)

“Tilt your head.”he commanded

I did.

KIM TAEHYUNG (OMEGA/19 yrs)

*slowly tilt head*

He leaned in. I felt the warmth of his breath just before his fingers touched my throat—gloved, but still electric. He rubbed the oil in gently, slowly. My body jolted at the contact. Not because it hurt—but because it didn’t.

JEON JUNGKOOK (ALPHA/30 yrs)

“You’re doing good,” he murmured. Voice lower. Thicker.

He lingered a second too long.

Then he pulled away, fast. Like he’d burned himself on me.

JEON JUNGKOOK (ALPHA/30 yrs)

“That’ll buy you time,” he said, standing up again. His voice was back to being sharp. Controlled. Distant.

I stayed still, dazed.

JEON JUNGKOOK (ALPHA/30 yrs)

“Next time,” he added coldly, turning his back, “don’t come to class unprepared.”

The words stung more than they should have.

KIM TAEHYUNG (OMEGA/19 yrs)

“Professor…”