omega · bts · jungkook · teahyun · omegaverse · angst · caretaker · heat · romance · k-pop
The apartment was saturated with the dense, sweet scent of wild plum, the air turned viscous and stifling. Jungkook halted in the entryway, his breath catching at the sound of labored, ragged gasps. There, on the cold linoleum of the living room floor, Taehyun lay shuddering, consumed by the fever of his heat. His pupils were dark pools of pain, his face contorted. Knowing their usual methods were useless without an Alpha’s presence, Jungkook dropped to his knees. He leaned in, his tongue tracing the throbbing scent gland at Taehyun’s neck in slow, deliberate strokes—a poor imitation of an Alpha’s calming claim—until the worst of the heat began to subside and Taehyun’s tense body finally went slack, trusting and spent in his arms.