"Trust me, alpha, " Taehyung whispered at his ears as pleasant tingles ran through him, "two can play a game"
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;

Now treading over a bridge with moon lit water either side, a comfortable silence befell upon the two. And, no, the alpha wouldn't dare a word about the Omega's. . . antics. He isn't quite sure where he let the hints array or maybe it was all the Omega's plan, but so much for alpha pride that the little tingles were yet to cease their little dance through his veins.

"Can i tell you a story? " Taehyung asked, out of the blue.

"Why? "

"You don't wanna hear? " Taehyung chided, "your loss, " He followed it with a dramatic shrug.

"I meant, your highness" The alpha immediately retreated, alarmed, "why not? Sure! "

To lose a chance to know you more would indeed be my loss, my king.

"About a thousand years ago, irul-the embodiment of evil, endangered the gandharian empire standing tall and mighty on it's feet now," The omega softly whispered.

"None knew of his power until people died in masses in every cranny of the town," The omega whispered as a cool wind accompanied his statement, "Not a wolf in the five elemental realm was capable of defeating his malignity. And so, terror spread far and wide keeping masses awake at the darkest hours before the dawn"

He knew this story. But somehow it sounded foreign on the Omega's tongue. He wanted the silence back.

"And amidst this all, an alpha was born," Taehyung smiled, "the spawn of satan himself but with a heart of gold. He was different. Born to save, born to serve, born to protect. Protect, he did but at an expensive cost, his dear omega" The smile fell, a frown replaced.

Jungkook knew who he was talking about. He wished he didn't. He craved the silent night and it's cricket's songs.

"Blinded with grief and conquered by rage, he summoned all five elements to a singular light ball," Taehyung gravely spoke, recreating it before his eyes, "a light that no darkness could stand before and so did irul shrivel into oblivion. Nowhere to be found again, irul was claimed to have died in the battle"

Jungkook pleaded the silence, his glazed orbs begging words his frozen lips couldn't. But the omega refused.

"That night, darkness eroded, leaving in wake the brightest dawn in over a decade," Taehyung quietly murmured, "but not for the alpha. He still saw red. He still seeked justice. Justice for the entire town danced in joy but for he alone weeped with his once warm omega, pale and lifeless in his arms"

"He weeped and grieved, " The king uttered softly "and days passed, and days turned to weeks and soon the alpha was a forgotten cause"

Jungkook knew he had to speak. Else, the worse will materialize before he could turn it all upside down to hold it a little longer than now. But his lips refused, so did the lump in his throat.

"Weeks after a heart wrenching howl of agony, the town saw him again. But this time, he was no protector, for the protector was long gone with his omega, " Taehyung's voice had simmered down to a grave whisper "This was a beast that held within wrath and fury and a thirst for blood to all the unjust he had to pay as they all danced in joy"

Jungkook wished to turn back time. Time to when there was this comfortable silence between the two. He wished to return to the kalopsia of his lies he crafted.

"And they all paid, with flesh and blood and screams and tears, " Taehyung whispered as if witnessing the blood bath. Jungkook felt he did too. Taehyung's pause lasted longer than it should have before he continued.

"Finally the creator of this anomaly, petrified with it's consequences, " Taehyung took a short pause, "granted him just, ending his misery. And in the wrath of the moon, he saw his omega. His last words calling out for his 'bercahaya'-his protector, his love, his light and his only dearest omega"

The alpha had now decided, if his lips refused obedience to his wishes then he must resort to his feet. But sadly they denied it too, only moving in command to the omega's footsteps.

"You see there?" Taehyung held out his hand across the bridge, one of his rings shining under the moonlight. Following the Omega's hand, Jungkook in a while felt his lips move at it's own accord. "Wow"

"Right, " Taehyung smiled, almost a proud grin, "that's Bercahaya, the hill of lights-named after the protector's protector-lit here in Kaatru only during uvagai. A festive capable of joy to thousand except the alpha"

He was sure in awe of the mountain lit by lamps all the way from top to bottom, but someone beside him lit by them lamps was sure worthy more awe than that.

"She belonged to Kaatru, " Taehyung murmured, his eyes gleaming with the light of thousand lamps, " And true to her name she still shines"

Taehyung's grin had now simmered down to almost being sad. But the beauty that it wore, didn't sway. Rather, as the lamp lit mountain turned him a hue closer to gold, the alpha knew no other golden statue would come close.

He should have turned away. He should have atleast been a tad bit stealthier before the omega caught him staring.

" You won't get anything you search for on me," Taehyung muttered after a glance at the bewitched alpha, " Stop staring"

"I won't? " Jungkook repeated, "odd. . .for I do, my king-"

"You do? " Taehyung raised a brow at him.

"Hmm.. "

"Now what would they be? " Taehyung asked turning back to the glimmering mountain, "Your untold truths? My unfound home? My lost wolf? Your-"

"Fears, my king"

In the silence that followed, Taehyung turned to him and his eyes once more swirled with a slow blue. "Your fe-"

"Yours"

"Huh? "

"You do not come here for the calm that thrives between these flames. . . but to remind yourself of the impending storms they promise, " Jungkook whispered, his eyes locked within the Omega's partial blue ones. "Don't you, your highness? "

"There is no such-"

"I promise you, your highness, " Jungkook whispered, "there is no truth more threatening than our fears. Even i, am no exception to them"

"Even?"

"A healer shall never not not know the fear of death, " Jungkook rasped, "and for a healer it's not just for theirs, my king"

"I-"

"You love your motherland, my king, " Jungkook asserted, "Even the moon shall refuse any question over your paucity as a king"

"But-"

"Your wolf shall soon be found and I too promise you of my truths, " The alpha was still unaware what left his mouth but with the Omega's glazed orbs he knew he had fucked up. "But time is a punishment for those who wait and we are the punished, my king"

Pause.

"But, I am sure we won't be for too long"

Diminishing space, slower winds, glazed orbs, growing dawn. The last of his consciousness dropped with these. And he let them.

It was barely a moment, like an exaggerated small pause. A soft graze of a pair of soft lips, and the shut eyed omega before him. Suddenly the land of wind refused him air to breathe.

He had almost leant into the softness they offered, like on a platter, ready to savour, relish in the wonder they promised to carry him to. He wondered which among blue tides or almond lands will he be sailed to. He wondered where among the two did the truest graze of the king's lips resided. He wondered which amongst, salt of the sea or petrichor, did his lips come close as he relished. He wondered and wondered and in the soft graze of Taehyung's lips he wondered a million-no, bazillion things.

All bazillion of the little omega before him. Leant on his tippy toes, lashes wet at the edges, a soft curl of the same pair of soft lips that grazed his and the holders of the wonders he spoke, shut tight as if to save the pause. And they did.

But the pause lasted short. An ear splitting sound drew back the platter he was offered. Leaving in wake the mere memory, mirth and tingles of its presence moments ago.

He knew not when he had closed his eyes to even open them, but the sight before made opening them worth it. Still with the soft curl of his lips, now maybe a bit wider, the omega stood there with almond orbs reflecting off the lights of the firecrackers festooning the waking dawn.

He had a hard time choosing between cursing the firecrackers for cutting short his most memorable pause, or blessing him with the present of Taehyung's smile. He chose the latter at the moment.

"It's uvagai, " Taehyung spoke quietly, a whisper that might have been drowned among the sea of firecrackers. But Jungkook heard him, and his broadened grin confirmed it.

"It's. . . . " Jungkook began, once again ransacking his vocabulary but sadly with the overwhelming tingles maybe it had given up on him for he could find none. But a certain someone piped in for him-

"Spectacular"

"Yes, spectacular, " He repeatedly, dumbly. Taehyung's grin was worth it all.

"I watch it each year," Taehyung spoke again, as quiet as before, "but it's tireless to watch again and again"

He wondered. Yes, again. He wondered if any of the responses in his head would sound good to that. Deciding against it, he silently continued watching the fireworks.

Maybe it was his silence, or maybe it was the absolute lack of it, when Taehyung announced, "let's head back"

He wondered about the graze of the King's lips offered on a platter to him- about whether sometime soon will he get a chance to explore the wonderlands of Kim Taehyung? His lips? Of whether his chance won't be this short lived? Of whether he could maybe pay it back with a similar graze of his lips? Of whether-

"It was in the heat of the moment, " Taehyung's rather louder tone broke him off his reverie, " Forget it had ever happened, atleast pretend it didn't "

Familiar familiar words! And how haven't the tables turned yet?

"You can't chase after your chaser, my king, " He remarked hoping his disappointment at a lost chance didn't pop up in his voice. Maybe it did. Because a short silence of awkward moments later Taehyung resorted to dumbly repeat himself, "let's head back"

They did. The walk back to the palace was more silent, more thicker and more awkward. His resentment, at knowing more of not just the king but his wonderlands and lips, abruptly shattered to shambles absolutely increased in value with each glance at the unaffected omega beside him.

What made him more frustrated was the fact that, despite the feud before, Taehyung in his eyes still stayed beautiful, if not more. He loathed himself for registering those glazed orbs in his memory for he was sure as hell that they would refuse to leave.

Still lazy, still as soft this time their matching steps brought no smile to his lips neither any warmth to his heart. Just a dull sorrow.

The walk back home (wait home?) was relatively shorter and they had accomplished it without a word or foolish come backs or aimless feuds. This was jungkook's longest record of not talking/flirting.

Past the gates of the palace they were just about part ways after entering the King's chambers when Taehyung called-

"And Jung hyuk? " His highness spoke, "Report to the clan grounds around late noon tomorrow"

"But-"

"It is an order"

"Why? "

"Because I like truths more, " Taehyung flashed him a smile midway between being smug and soft.

"What does-"

"You can't be a King's hostage and deny his orders, Jung hyuk" Taehyung warned.

"Yes," Jungkook nodded confused and clueless beyond comprehension, "your wish my command, your highness"

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A/n: Well it went from 0 to 100 real quick.... *coughs*

Well, the plot is to begin at it's full swing, don't we need to spice up things~

Anyways, I have been listening to this trailer on loop since when it released and trust me waterworks r now pretty much under control~

iS JiMin weAriNg a Crop tOp oR iS IT a Belt!????

And Jk's love for Japanese songs, shows as he works on them *wipes proud tears*

Before I conclude myself as officially stupid for talking to myself~
Bye byeeee:)

Oh! And a small note... Thanks a ton for the wondrous support for this book! You dandies are the best! (Okay, only after tannies tho)