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𝕴𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖜𝖔 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖜𝖔𝖑𝖋 𝖕𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖘 𝖔𝖓 𝕰𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖍 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖍 𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗. 𝕾𝖈𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖈𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖗𝖊 𝖘𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖓 𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖗𝖎𝖕𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖍 𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙. 𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝕵𝖊𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖌𝖚𝖐 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖘 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖆 𝖘𝖊𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖙 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝕿𝖆𝖊𝖍𝖞𝖚𝖓𝖌 𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖟𝖊 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖘 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗?

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IMPORTANT: I have an entire plotline and story for this oneshot idea so after you're done reading it, could you all please tell me if I should make it into a book or not? Thank you, loves <3

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"A-ah shit, J-Jeongguk. Fu- ngh - fuck you, Jeon," the male pinned to the wall growled out weakly, anger lacing in his voice.

Jeongguk pulled away from his skin and smirked. "Oh, I don't think it's going to be you who is going to do the fucking." Taehyung's growl died in his throat when he felt the other's tongue on his skin again - right on the place a wolf's mark is.

"Submit," he snarled at Taehyung.
"Never," he growled in reply.

"Fine," Jeongguk said smoothly and slid his thigh between the elder's legs. He continued his attack on the smooth, tanned expanse of Taehyung's skin while rubbing his leg against the boy's sensitive areas.

Taehyung's last bit of self respect and willpower was slowly slipping out of his grasp. He slapped himself internally, refusing to let his sworn enemy have the satisfaction of hearing his sounds of pleasure. But the will crumbled to ashes, a loud and breathy moan escaping him when he felt the younger bite down.

His eyes flashed from their usual grey colour.

Jeongguk noticed it. His grip loosened and he went limp, his jaw open. Taehyung nearly collapsed but for the others' hand on his waist, holding him up.

"Holy fucking shit," he whispered as his black eyes turned into a shade of blood red.

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Kim Taehyung was content with his life. 

More than content, actually. Everything was perfect in Blue Moon pack. His duties as the leader were more or less reduced. There was no imminent threat to his pack. 

But of course, life's not perfect.

Taehyung had an enemy. This enemy was the leader of the other strongest pack of werewolves in the entire world.

Jeon Jeongguk, a rare true blood alpha. The son of two alphas and the strongest of all wolves. He led Shadow Creek, another huge pack that was as big as Taehyung's.

Every time those two met, things either ended up in flames. Quite literally.

Once, Taehyung's beta, Jimin had arranged a meeting for the two pack leaders to sign an alliance. That didn't go well. Taehyung and Jeongguk had stared at each other for about half and hour, fire in their gaze.

And then, somehow, when Jimin returned, he was met with a half-burnt cabin and two black wolves that were wrestling, growling and fighting viciously in the middle of all the debris and whatever was left of the cabin.

Now, Kim Taehyung had a secret.

A secret that no one except his older brother, Yoongi and his beta, Jimin knew. And there was nothing he wouldn't do to keep it a secret.

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12 years ago

A light spring breeze blew across the field. It brushed against the flower petals and making them dance playfully. A brown-haired boy sat in the middle of all the flowers growing in the meadow. He was no older than around five or six.

Suddenly, he heard a sneeze from behind him. The boy looked around, his mouth open in an adorable expression of surprise. "Who - who'sh dere?," he called out in a cautious tone. 

A mop of jet black hair popped up a little further from where the boy was sitting.

The stranger was noticeably younger. 

He had big, black doe-eyes and a bunny toothed grin on his face. He started to run forward and suddenly tripped, his small frame disappearing in the long grasses and flowers.

The other boy gasped and got up, running towards him. His mother had told him to never speak to strangers but he just kept running. He reached the place the boy had fallen and crouched down.

"Are you 'kay?" he asked, eyes wide in concern. The boy raised his head sniffling, a pout on his face.
"It huwts," he replied, looking at his right leg and frowning as he sat up. 

The older boy flopped down and inspected his knee.

He dipped his head and kissed the place where a small red scratch was. "There! Itsh all better now! I kished it better," he giggled when the red mark disappeared.
"Thank wu," the younger smiled and jumped up.

"I - I like wur smile. 'Tis wike a - a bunny wabbit. It'sh cwute," the other pointed out, smiling himself. He giggled in answer and poked the elder's cheek, murmuring a 'thank chu' shyly.

"I'm Jeonwuk. Kook. Gguk," the black haired boy frowned, pouting, irritated when he couldn't pronounce the long name.

"Ggukie," he giggled, making the nickname immediately.
"I'm Tae Tae. Fwends?" the boy held his hand up.

"Friendsh!" Jeongguk smiled widely and jumped forward, hugging Taehyung.

9 years ago

"Tae!" a whisper-cry came somewhere from above him.

The tearful face of Taehyung turned towards the source of the voice. The tall tree's leaves rustled but he spotted a movement of a silhouette between them. He dashed forward, climbing the tree skilfully and at a rapid pace and jumping into the tree house.

"W-why are you crying? Don't cry, Taetae," Jeongguk had a pained expression as he wiped the boy's tears away. Taehyung responded by burying his face in his chest, clutching the fabric in his fists tightly.

"G-guk. They're - they're saying that I can't be friends with you!" the smaller cried, his voice muffled by Jeongguk's shirt.

"What? Why!" the boy pulled Taehyung up to face him.
He pecked the top of his nose, making the older boy giggle through his tear-streaked face.

Taehyung sat up and wiped his face harshly with his sleeve. He then scooted forward on his knees and hugged Jeongguk. The younger returned his embrace before he turned Taehyung around and pushed him down gently so that his chest was touching Taehyung's back.

He threaded through the elder's soft brown hair, knowing how it always calmed him down. "Relax, hyung. What's wrong?" Jeongguk asked once Taehyung's breathing had evened again. 

"M-my dad said that I can't meet you again. He said - he said -," Taehyung paused, getting shaky again.

"Hey, relax Tae. It's okay, it can't be that bad. Just tell me, hyungie," Jeongguk pressed.

"He told me to stay away from you, Ggukie," Taehyung whispered, turning around to face the boy as tears formed and glittered in his large, grey eyes for the nth time.

Jeongguk was heartbroken but he concealed it.
He had to stay strong for his hyung. He couldn't let emotions get the better of him.

They stayed in silence for a while. It was punctuated with Taehyung's sniffs.

"I wanna run away, Jeongguk. Can't we run away?" the elder turned around again, this time turning his whole body around. He wrapped his legs around Jeongguk's waist and pushed his face into his neck so he was straddling and hugging him at the same time.

"I don't wanna stay away from you. We could go to the woods. You could hunt or something and I could cook. We don't need to stay around people," he said, voice muffled.
Jeongguk sighed and when he finally felt a wetness on his neck, he pushed the elder away.

"We can't do that, hyungie. I really want to - there's nothing more I want than that but you know we can't," he said softly and pulled Taehyung's head back. "I'm gonna miss you," Taehyung whispered, one last tear leaking out from between his thick black lashes. "I'm gonna miss you too, Taehyungie," came the reply after a small pause. Jeongguk leaned down and kissed the older boy's cheek softly.

Taehyung turned a deep shade of red but thanked the moon goddess that it was dark and Jeongguk couldn't see it.

4 years ago

"Stop - stop please - AH -," the boy yelled in pain as he writhed around, trying to free himself from the multiple nurses holding him down. 

"PLEASE STOP," he screamed as tears fell out of his eyes.

They were tears of mixed emotions. Fear of what was happening to him and how his life would completely change the moment he was let down into the bliss of unconsciousness. Despair at what the needle injecting into him would do to him. Anger at his memories being taken away from him forcefully.

A loud scream ripped out of his chest as he felt the pain. Before that, the only agony he had known was scratches on his knee after falling from his bike and getting torn away from his best friend. 

This was far from any of those.

Fire burned through his head and it felt like it was spreading throughout his entire body. His head pounded with unimaginable pain. Just before he was allowed to be given the relief of falling unconscious, he heard a piercing scream from the next room.

He fought to keep his eyes open and tried to break free again. Another ringing shout rang through, followed by sobs and heart-wrenching whimpers.

He recognized the voice. He knew who it was.
And it made him see red.

The boy gritted his teeth. All the pain seemed to disappear as he let out a deep growl, making the temperature in the room drop and a shudder of fear run through all the others in the room. His dark chocolate eyes were swallowed with a chilling shade of blood-red. He strained and broke the chains tying him to the chair with one last wrench.

In a couple of minutes, the nurses and doctors were all lying on the floor or on the beds, injured and mostly covered in blood.

The boy felt pricks of pain with each step he took but he didn't stop. He stopped in front of the room next to the one he had come out of and growled as his eyes swept around. There, tied to the bed with similar chains, was the person he thought of in nearly all his sleeping and waking hours. 

The person he hadn't met in so long, but how could he ever forget that face?

As the needle neared his skin, the boy at the doorway let out a yell to distract them. It gave him a few moments of time and he grabbed the opportunity.

Soon, the state of the room was similar to the one he had left behind. He looked up at the boy who was looking at him fearfully. But there was a look of relief, unbelief and happiness in his gaze as well.

"J-Jeongguk," he called out weakly. The boy's head snapped sideways to see him. His irises contracted and dilated as he fought to keep himself in control.

His eyes changed back to black and he ran forward, crushing the boy in a hug. "Are you okay? What did they do - oh god, I've missed you so much Taehyung," he said, pulling back and grabbing his face in his hands.
"Y-you look - d-different," Taehyung stuttered as he looked up and down Jeongguk's frame. He had grown more muscular and looked more defined than the last time he had seen him.

"So do you," the other smiled softly as he took in the lither figure of the boy in front of him.

"Now come on, we'll talk later. We need to get out of here right now. Did they hurt you? What did they - AH," he let out an ear-piercing scream and his face drained of all colour.

Taehyung whimpered and stretched out, yelling out Jeongguk's name over and over again.

As the boy sank down to his knees, a tall frame appeared, standing behind him and holding up an empty injecting syringe.

Present day

"You're a fucking dumbass, Jeon. Can't even properly type a fucking document," Taehyung spat and slammed down a file on his ebony desk, intricately carved with designs. Light streamed in through the open windows on the right wall. Tapestries covered the opposite wall, stretching from the cream coloured ceiling to the carpeted floor. A crystal chandelier boasted immense wealth.

"Oh yeah? And you're so fucking useful, huh Kim?" the male sitting on the sofa in front of him snapped back, getting up from his seat. "At least I can type, you useless piece of shit," he growled, standing up as well.

The two were supposed to be working on a project together for the upcoming Blood Moon. It was an auspicious occasion for werewolves and the two strongest packs had to organize it. Unwillingly, they agreed because neither could downright refuse to do it as it would tarnish their pack's reputation. And so the two enemies decided to meet up in Taehyung's pack house, in his office.

A few minutes into it, it was just awkward.

Very soon, small talk turned into insults, and somehow they ended up lashing at each other furiously.

Jeongguk slammed his hands down onto the table and leaned in as he spit profanities at the boy in front of him. And Taehyung wasn't backing down either. "And you're the most perfect person to exist?" he mocked.

The knock on the door was heard by neither of them as they continued snubbing each other. The door suddenly flew open and the two wolves' heads whipped around simultaneously. Two figures were at the doorway, both looking absolutely done with Taehyung and Jeongguk.

"Jimin, I -"
"Hoseok -"

They both spoke together and then turned around to glare daggers at each other.

"I suppose yelling at the other is a way to get your creative juices flowing?" Jimin drawled in an overly sarcastic voice dripping with sass.

"I - Chim -," Taehyung sighed and looked down, jaw tightening. "Fine, we're doing it."

"You both are needed at a board meeting right now. We'll talk about this later. And you have an entire week to plan this thing out. So stop trying to tear each others' throats out and get some work done," Jimin snapped and swirled around, marching away.

Hoseok gave an inclination of his head and turned his head, smirking in an amused way as he followed the orange-haired beta.

"What's the bet that they're mates and they don't know it yet?" Jeongguk's voice shook Taehyung out of his thoughts.

His head whipped back to the younger and the skin between his eyebrows wrinkled as he narrowed his eyes. "Jimin has a mate. But I'd bet all the pounds in the whole damn country of England that they're a triad," Taehyung chuckled.

Jeongguk raised an eyebrow at the information. "That's rare," he snorted. "Yeah. The way Hoseok looked at him like," he made a mushy kissy face, imitating heart eyes and a sappy lovey-dovey person.

Taehyung burst into laughter, his eyes crinkling as hysterical giggles left him and he slipped from the chair, falling onto the ground. Jeongguk couldn't help but smile at the sight, a warm feeling growing in his chest as he looked at the older boy's boxy grin. Soon both were rolling around, laughing and snorting maniacally.

About five or ten minutes later, they were sitting on the floor, clutching their chests as they gasped for breath. Their eyes flitted to each other and they looked at the other. Taehyung's eyes moved down to the bunny smile that was still showing on Jeongguk's face and the corner of his mouth rose.

"You have - you have a unique smile. It's - it's like a bunny rabbit. I like it."

Jeongguk's eyes widened and a shadow crossed his face. He squinted, a deep frown on his face as his mouth ran dry.

Tis wike a bunny wabbit! It'sh cwute!
It's - it's like a bunny rabbit. I like it.

Voices overlapped in his head and he let out a low groan, feeling his head throb like there was an axe hitting his brain.

Jeonggukie!
Ggukie -
Jeonwuk!!

"JEONGGUK," a much louder, deeper voice came through to him. His eyes shot open, his heart racing. "What the hell, are you okay? What happened?" Taehyung was crouching down next to him, worry obvious in his grey eyes.

As soon as it had happened, the voices disappeared.

"What happened?"

"I - there was a - a voice. It - it seemed familiar - I know it... I know that voice," he cried in anguish. Taehyung was surprised at the emotion the boy's voice carried. "Then who was it?" he asked cautiously, not wanting to poke him too much. He was already in the state of a hedgehog with its spikes all out.

"That's the thing! I - I can't remember. Its like a memory that was - that was taken from me. But I know that - that voice. I recognize it," he almost sobbed out, clutching his head.

Taehyung scooted forward and tentatively wrapped an arm around him.

Jeongguk didn't even hesitate to instinctively lean into the older boy's touch. Tears leaked out of his eyes as he clutched Taehyung's shirt tightly. "T-Taehyung," he said suddenly, pushing the boy away as he seemed to realize something. "Yeah?"

Jeongguk's eyes suddenly gained a hardness, making Taehyung swallow.

"Say it again." At the questioning look from him, Jeongguk cleared his throat. "The - the thing you said. About my b-bunny smile," he looked down.

"Oh uh.. okay - sure. You have a smile like a rabbit, it's really cute," Taehyung said, his fingers fidgeting. "It's cute? You didn't say that before," Jeongguk smirked, making Taehyung roll his eyes. The tips of the older boy's ears flamed in embarrassment.

"Shut u-"

The door flew open and this time, Yoongi was standing there, pulling Jimin back. Loud swears were leaving the younger's mouth and he was practically kicking his legs and throwing hands at Yoongi.

"LET ME GO, HYUNG, THESE LITTLE SHITS I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD -"

He suddenly went limp at the sight in front of him.

Taehyung was crouching next to Jeongguk, his face red, annoyance marring his expression and the younger had a smirk on his face. Jimin had a blank look on his face before he scowled again. "SO YOU'RE BONDING, EH? BONDING, WHILE THE DIRECTORS ARE SITTING THERE, ANNOYED? JUST WAIT TILL YOONGI LETS ME GO, Y'ALL BITCHES 'BOUTA CATCH THESE HANDS -"

Hoseok suddenly appeared, biting back an amused smile. Jimin went motionless again at the sight of him.

The two boys in the room got up at the opportunity and dusted themselves off before exchanging a glance and then bolting. They ran past the three at the door, taking them by surprise and kept running until they reached the council room.

Once they reached there, they keeled over, panting and laughing again.

"That - that was fun," Jeongguk chuckled, smiling widely for the second time that day. Taehyung straightened up again and found the younger already staring at him. He felt like looking away and entering the room where the meeting was going on but his body wouldn't co-operate. He couldn't stop looking right back into Jeongguk's eyes.

White flashed in front of his eyes and he stumbled back suddenly.

A bunny toothed grin he had seen more times than he cared to count. Dark locks of hair falling over black eyes that twinkled with happiness. The eyes he had stared into so many times when he had nothing to do. A face with a texture like porcelain he had trailed a gentle finger over many a time. A small scar over the right cheekbone he had brushed his soft lips over just because he could. A person he had loved more than anything in the world. A person he had spent all his time with at one time. A person who was no longer there in his memories. A person he thought of in all his waking hours and dreamt about in all his sleeping ones.

A person who was now nothing more than a hazy, blurry smudge in his mind.

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A.N. Interesting? Boring? Cliche? New? I have a lot of self doubts, don't mind me. There's a part two, I wouldn't leave y'all hanging like this ;D

I know this was on a hiatus but it's my birthday and I mean, why not feed everyone with some taekook today 💙💙💙💙 I was thinking of a double update too because I mean, your comments make my day like anything.

EDIT: There is now apparently a whole book with a cover and stuff -

Stay safe everyone! I'm in quarantine right now; probably gonna make me write more and reduce the hiatus timespan.

Comment and vote and mAybE I'll post another oneshot!

~ Lesley ❤