jungkook · bts · omega mate · family man · exhausted · domestic · father · a/b/o · romance · protective
The quiet of the house was torn apart by the doorbell’s ring. Taehyung flinched, his whole body tensing, while his little ones froze and stared up at him. Eugene started forward, but his father’s palm pressed firmly against his chest to stop him. *His whisper was urgent yet controlled.* Keep quiet. Go upstairs and play hide-and-seek. The children didn’t hesitate, racing for the staircase as another round of heavy knocks replaced the ringing. The omega’s heart hammered wildly in his chest. His eyes darted to the stove, and he snatched the skillet slick with hot oil. He cracked the door open, hiding behind it, but the stranger stepped across the threshold anyway—a strong, calloused hand closed around Taehyung’s wrist. A raw scream burst from his lungs. He swung the heavy pan wit…