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“I do not know if I could trust the truth from a liar.”
Jimin flinched. He felt the ache in his body and the tightness in his chest, but none of that hurt as deeply as those words.
“Please, Jeongguk.”
The prince’s jaw clenched. His eyes looked wet at the corners, though he blinked fast, like he refused to let any of the tears beading there fall.
“After all this time," the alpha said low and strained, "you let me believe you were someone that I could not choose.”
or: years after jimin had been torn from the love of his life, fate brought them back together in a way that felt more like a cruel joke than a blessing. jeongguk was far more than the boy jimin remembered, and jimin carried a truth far heavier than jeongguk could have imagined. jeongguk was the heir to the very throne jimin had sworn to protect… and jimin, well, he was not the beta everyone believed him to be.
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Jungkook is an Alpha—with a capital A. Strong, capable, dominant. Just as it’s written in the big book. The prime example.
Naturally, he’d need an Omega to tame him, his soft-hearted mother liked to say, usually while excusing the reckless sexual escapades that kept landing him on the front page of tabloids. Jungkook always nodded along to protect himself from his father’s disapproval—but his wolf? His wolf only wanted to scoff, chest puffed with pride.
There wasn’t enough slick in the world to tame him. And he wasn’t entirely wrong… but wasn’t right either.
Because soon, two people would force him to question everything he knew about himself—and everything he didn’t. Soon he’d meet the Omega. Capital O, underline it, circle it. And… unexpectedly, the Alpha, too.
The Park twins.
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Jungkook bites off more than he can chew on.
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Drunk and a little stupid, Jimin deems it a good idea to share with Jungkook his past feelings for him — unaware it would be what it takes to spiral both their constellations entirely into orbit, seeking for their overdue cosmical alignment.
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‘Jimin had given up on trusting alphas a long time ago. Over the years he had trained his body to be as strong as an alpha. He was as athletic and fast as an alpha, and he was damn well as aggressive as an alpha when he needed to be. He didn’t need any alpha talking down to him as if he was a weaker being.
He was his own saviour. His own protector.’
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Jimin lives in a world where omegas are looked down on and mistreated because of their gender. While his friends are fighting for omega rights and gender equality, Jimin is fighting alphas.
Jimin despises alphas. They’re evil, aggressive monsters who use their status and power to hurt others, and who think the only thing omegas are good for is knotting. Alphas are everything that is wrong with the world.
Or so he thought... until he crosses paths with Jeongguk, the kindest, softest, most non-alpha alpha he’s ever met. Sweet, gentle Jeongguk, who loves skateboarding, and coffee, and who might just convince Jimin that love is much better than hate.
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30 Oct 2024
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pain and struggle to triumph and change through love…and some expose crime
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Jeongguk wakes up to a series of messages ringing through on his phone, one after another, so many that he can’t just ignore them and keep sleeping. They’re from the guy who lives in the dorm room next door.
[Hey, man.]
[There’s a weird guy sleeping outside your door. Thought you’d wanna know. He’s hung up a bunch of strange paintings.]
[You might wanna sort that out before one of the security guards sees. Also I don’t know what he’s been smoking, but the hallway smells really strong like herbs.]
[Anyway I’m off to class.]
[photo]
Jeongguk sits bolt upright in his bed when he sees the photo of Jimin curled up asleep in front of his door. He looks like he’s been busy, sheets of paper surrounding him covered in symbols and scrawled in ink.
“Jimin what the hell?!”
He flops back down on his bed with a groan, throwing an arm over his face.
It is way too early for this.
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Jungkook doesn’t believe in magic until he meets Jimin.