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Resolutions, a #taekookau [a/b/o] “Rough night, sir?” Taehyung walks inside the office with a cup of coffee and a brown paper bag of macaronies. He places them neatly on the table and goes to open the binds to let the sunlight seep through the vast windows. Jungkook groans.

The alpha squits at the things on his table and looks at the beta, who is rushing to fix the couch where Jungkook remembers being. “How did I end up here?” Jungkook wonders, yawning, “shit! Did Lyra leave?” Taehyung chuckles, “judging by the empty room, yes, sir. She did.”
Jungkook takes a sip of the coffee, eyes moving with the beta, “had a good night, you?” Taehyung hums, “went down to the field to see the countdown and crackers. Dumped a coin in the fountain with my wish-” “What did you wish for?” Jungkook wonders, “you got everything.”
Taehyung looks over his shoulder at his boss, “and, how do you know that, sir?” Jungkook shrugs, biting on a macaroni, “well, I provide you everything.” Taehyung laughs, “I wished for you to grow up and take over the company. So, my salary goes up too, as the CEO's secretary.”
Jungkook points the cup at the beta, “see, now that's the sweetest way of asking for a raise!” Taehyung gives the alpha a playful smile, “did it work?” Jungkook hums, “well, without you, I am blind in this damn office. It worked.” Taehyung laughs, “happy new year, then, sir.”
“Thank you, Tae,” Jungkook yawns, “I need to go home and freshen up.” Taehyung gives him a deadpan look, “the board meeting starts in an hour, sir. Be back before that.” Jungkook makes a face, “my apartment is just above the office, Tae. I will be back. No worries.”
“By the way, sir,” Taehyung watches the alpha stand up, buttoning his shirt, “Mr. Jeon told me to tell you they are coming to meet you tonight. I have to keep your evening blank, but I am seeing you put Lyra up for it-” “Yes,” Jungkook nods, “she is meeting my parents tonight.”
Taehyung does a double take, “meeting your parents tonight…?” Jungkook gives him a toothy grin, “Tae, I think she is the one.” Taehyung has a pillow in his hand, he grasps it a little tighter, “she is the one…” Jungkook rolls his eyes, eager, “she is the one I want to mate!”
“Ahh,” Taehyung turns to place the pillow on the couch, checking if it is perfectly square or slouching, “oh, okay. I will book their favourite restaurant then.” “You do that, five seats,” Jungkook turns towards the door, “I will pick you up from your home around six.”
Taehyung blinks, looking over his shoulder, “first, I stay here till six. Second, why am I going?” Jungkook waves his hand dismissively, “you are taking the afternoon off. Go and get yourself some spa or shit. Go home. And, of course, you are coming. You always come with me.”
Jungkook gives him a once-over, “how about you dye your hair blond or red again,” he smiles, “I miss that Taehyung.” Taehyung rolls his eyes, “I like my brown hair, thank you. Also, I got a spa yesterday. So, I am set.” “Go shopping,” Jungkook holds out his black card.
Taehyung takes the card, “never going to deny your black card.” “I am basically your sugar daddy, and I am 2 years younger than you!” Jungkook chuckles. Taehyung shrugs, “you always want me to look a certain way. So, pay for that.” Jungkook snorts, “get going. Bye.”
Taehyung watches the man leave and lets out a tired smile. He looks down at the black card. He curses when Jungkook sends him a few of his own choices of clothes he wants Taehyung to wear. Taehyung sends back a middle finger. He buys something completely different.
“You would have looked good in that red jacket I sent the picture of,” Jungkook says as soon as Taehyung opens the door of his car to get in, “also, why the hell are you sitting on the backseat?” Taehyung rolls his eyes, “because, your date might want the front one? Stupid.”
“Hey, I am your boss!” Jungkook looks at him, “also, she is not going to think anything. Come to the front.” Taehyung straps himself in, “will you just start the damn car? We will be late otherwise!” Jungkook curses, “just come to the front seat! I want to see you!”
Taehyung gives in. He curses loudly as he unbuckles his seatbelt and crosses the console to go and sit on the front seat. “Your ass just slapped me on my face,” Jungkook informs, “also, nice jeans. Left nothing to imagination.” “Good,” Taehyung deadpans, “worth every penny!”
Jungkook turns to face him fully, and his eyes start to roam over Taehyung's figure. Taehyung sits there, eyes ahead, the tips of his ears heating up the more his boss stares at him. “How the hell do you look this gorgeous is beyond me,” Jungkook turns the car on, “damn!”
Taehyung snorts, “I am glad you liked it. I drained your money.” Jungkook waves his hand, looking at the street ahead of them, “worth it. Now, listen. How do I tell my parents about Lyra? What do I say? What if they don't like her?” Taehyung breathes out, “damn, calm down.”
“It will be fine, really,” Taehyung looks at the alpha, “just introduce her as your girlfriend and they will get the hint. You can slowly let them mingle and tell them about the mating in a few weeks. For tonight, just introduce them.” Jungkook hums, “sounds about right.”
- I will update this tonight. It's going to be a drabble. Trust me. Bye for now. x
Taehyung eats his sushi while the others are busy talking. He watches Lyra trying hard to impress the couple who are asking her about her career and future plans and whatnot. He focuses on his food while Jungkook tries to save her from all those questions.
It is warm inside the restaurant. Taehyung shrugs out of his jacket and lies it down on his lap. He rolls his eyes when Jungkook drops two dumplings on his plate. He looks at the alpha who is still busy talking. Taehyung looks up to see Mrs. Jeon watching him with a soft smile.
“You look a little tired, Tae, is my son overworking you?” she asks, hand outstretched over the table. Taehyung reaches to place his hand over the elder with a content smile, “he is fine.” She rolls her eyes, “you can tell me, you know? I know he makes you do everything.”
Taehyung chuckles, shaking his head, “he is the best boss.” Mrs. Jeon lets out a sigh, “and?” Taehyung holds one dumpling with his chopsticks and nods, “a good friend too.” She rubs his knuckles, soothingly. Something burns in Taehyung at the touch. He misses his mum.
“Then, you can at least make it official,” Mr. Jeon sounds a little confused, “if you two are decided on mating, at least make it official.” Jungkook shakes his head, cheeks puffed out with the dumpling, “we will not get married.” The silence makes Taehyung wince.
“Why not?” Mrs. Jeon asks, a little confused. Jungkook waves his hand, “see, weddings are nothing but a lot of waste. Money, energy, time. Everything. We are going to live together. Down the road, have some babies and if we don't click, we can up and leave. Perfect.”
“Also, it will be an open relationship,” Jungkook waves his chopstick, nodding when Lyra hums in agreement, “if you must know.” The couple share a look and Taehyung holds his breath for the inevitable. “What is an open relationship now?” Mr. Jeon sounds tired.
Jungkook shrugs, “we are free to sleep around. Have fun-” “You said, you want to mate her,” Taehyung hears Mrs. Jeon hiss, “what do you think mating is, Kookie?” Jungkook stares at her, “are we modern enough to discuss the sex part, or-” Taehyung clicks his tongue, wincing.
“I mean, I will, you know,” Jungkook gestures, “have a baby with her. Get you two off my back. We have discussed it. We both think we are good for this. Her family's medical background is awesome. Her academics are outstanding. She is fit. So am I. Our baby will be a good one.”
Mrs. Jeon looks at Taehyung with pleading eyes, “did you know about this decision?” Taehyung curses mentally. This is the inevitable. All the eyes are on him. He looks up, forces a smile that he knows look like a grimace at this point. He shakes his head, “all his plan.”
“Son, we do want you to settle down, but this is not settling down,” Mr. Jeon sounds exhausted, “we want you to find someone you can spend the rest of your life with. What is this plan and what baby? What is going on?” Jungkook curses, “this is the best deal I can offer you.”
Mrs. Jeon reaches across the table to swat Jungkook, “this is not a deal! I wanted you to find someone because you party too much, and you sleep around too much. I want you to find a person and settle down!” Jungkook makes a face, “Lyra is the best option for me. Trust me!”
Taehyung looks at the omega, back at the alpha. “I like her enough to want a baby with her,” Jungkook's eyes are wide, just as his smile, “is that not enough?” “How are you going to raise the kid?” Mr. Jeon asks, “if she decides to leave some day?”
Jungkook slaps Taehyung's thigh, “I got Taehyung. He takes care of me. He will take care of my baby for me, too.” Taehyung looks at the alpha, “I will resign if you do that. I swear!” Jungkook frowns, “why?” Taehyung gapes, “what do you mean, why?! I refuse!”
Lyra steps in, calmly holding Jungkook's wrist and smiling at Mr. Jeon. “Sir, I really love him,” she nods, “I know what he is saying sounds bizarre right now but down the road, it will be fine. After we have a baby, he will change his mind, and we can get married then.”
She turns to Jungkook, “you cannot rely on a secretary all the time, Jungkook. He has his own life. He will get married some day and have his own kid. He cannot run after you. Some day he might resign. You have to think about your life where Taehyung does not exist.”
Taehyung's mouth feels sour. He hates that taste. It comes back whenever Lyra looks at him. It fills his mouth whenever she comes to visit Jungkook and goes inside the office while ignoring Taehyung at his desk. That churning feeling intensifies when the omega scents Jungkook.
Taehyung looks at his plate, keeping his mouth closed because he knows Lyra is right. Also, he does not want to overstep his boundaries. “Who would marry Taehyung?” Jungkook frowns. “What?” Mrs. Jeon looks agitated, “who won't marry Taehyung? He is an angel. Why not?”
“No, I mean, exactly,” Jungkook nods, “he is the best. Who can possibly meet that level and marry him?” he looks at Taehyung, “you cannot just marry anyone.” “No,” Taehyung sips his wine, “I am waiting for Adonis himself. May he come and whisk me away.” Jungkook's lips twitch.
“I don't think the man has enough money to keep you sated,” the alpha whispers. Taehyung squints at the alpha, “how do you know that?” Jungkook shrugs, eyes fixed on Taehyung's face, “the man himself wears nothing and also,” his voice dips, “his d'ck is very small.”
Taehyung chokes on thin air, eyes wide and risking a sweeping glance at the other three around them. “Will you keep these shitty points to yourself?” he whisper-shouts at the alpha, “this is not your damn office!” Jungkook's hand squeezes his thigh, “as you say, angel.”
Taehyung swallows some wine, trying to ease himself more because his face is heating up. He knows his cheeks are flushed. Jungkook goes back to the table, “I offer just this. I cannot marry. I am sorry, but that feels like a load of crap I don't want for myself right now.”
Lyra nods in agreement, “I also think this is not a good idea to marry right away. I mean, we are going back and forth about this dating for the past some months. I want to see a few more months-” Taehyung grips the glass in his hand, feeling Jungkook's hand rest behind him.
“I just want him to settle down,” Mr. Jeon waves his glass of wine, “take as long as you need. Just, we want to see an heir of the family before we go, you know?” Jungkook snorts, “oh, come on. You are not even sixty!” Taehyung holds his breath, feeling the hand around him.
The thumb caresses his skin under the waistband, and Taehyung holds his breath when Jungkook's hand slowly pushes inside his jeans, feeling the lace there. The alpha's scent is heavy in the air. Taehyung's nose twitch. The alpha rubs the material between his hand, still talking.
Taehyung feels the goosebumps on his skin when the alpha tugs the lace, rolling it around his fingers. Taehyung grips the edge of the table, trying not to make a sound when the material tugs between his legs. He pinches the alpha, hard, trying to focus on the conversation.
Jungkook nods, “that's what I am saying. We can give it some time. I think we should date for a few months,” he looks at his phone, “excuse me.” Taehyung panics, his eyes on the screen that the alpha opens. Jungkook looks at the screen, showing it to Taehyung.
“Do you see the graph?” Jungkook tuts, “we are going so low,” he shakes his head, “we need to level up, Taehyung.” Taehyung forces a smile at the other three, “we-well, I think, it is fine. For-” he almost flinches when the alpha presses the button, levelling up.
The vibrator in Taehyung starts to buzz harder, making the beta wince and bite down on his lower lip. Jungkook casually starts playing with the phone, going back to the conversation. Taehyung tries. He tries to keep it fine, normal. But, the vibrator picks up speed with time...
Taehyung bites back a whine. Jungkook looks at him, “oh, god, Tae. Are you okay? You look a little pale!” Taehyung hates the alpha. Hates how the alpha will now get all the attention on him. He knows the game. The alpha will now make every eye focus on solely him.
Jungkook's thumb keeps moving on the screen, up and down, up and down, and Taehyung feels his thighs start to shake. Sweat building on his face. “I feel a little- ahh- unwell,” Taehyung forces a smile on his face, “I think,” he bites back a whine, glares at the alpha, “I'll go.”
Jungkook nods, “how about you go and splash some water on your face?” Taehyung knows better than to fall for that trap, “no!” he glares at the alpha, “those never make me feel better.” Jungkook's eyes are mirthful, “that wasn't a suggestion, Tae. It's your sir's order. Go.”
Taehyung gets up on his shaky legs, glaring at the alpha, who pushes the vibration to its highest. He whines and almost doubles over. “Shit!” Jungkook gets up, all concerned, “let me take you there. Is it the food?” Taehyung steps on the alpha's foot, “no. Maybe the company.”
Jungkook's lips twitch, and he holds Taehyung, “come on.” Taehyung walks out of the private room and starts walking towards the washroom. As soon as they are inside the washroom, Jungkook closes the door and rounds on him. “God, you look so handsome,” the alpha murmurs.
Taehyung kisses the man when Jungkook cups his face and pulls him in. He clings onto the alpha's chest, letting the alpha feel him up. “Cannot wait to see you, angel,” Jungkook hums, “looking so pretty already.” Taehyung pulls his face away, “what are you doing?”
“What am I doing?” Jungkook wonders, “telling you that I want to see you naked?” Taehyung glares, “we said we will stop.” Jungkook shrugs, “well, you could have stopped. I remember telling you to not wear the vibrator if you don't want to. You wore it.” Taehyung hesitates.
“This is not good for us,” Taehyung walks around Jungkook to go and splash some water on his face, “you know it. Nothing good ever comes from situations like these.” Jungkook leans against the door, eyes fixed on Taehyung, “since when you are an astrologer?” Taehyung glares.
Jungkook lets out a heavy breath, “so, what, Tae? We just go our ways? Never have this?” he gestures between them, “I never get to be with you or you with me? You find someone as my mum said and get married and settle down? I float around like this? Is this what you want?”
“I am fucking in love with you,” Jungkook pushes off of the door to come and stand by Taehyung's side, “I can't believe you made me say it for the first time in this dingy bathroom of a damn restaurant, but I love you. Why can't you accept it?” Taehyung looks at the alpha...
Taehyung shakes his head, “you and me, we both know, love is like a drop of milk in a bucket of salty water that is life. It will do nothing. You know it, Jungkook. It means nothing. Also, you slept with Lyra-” “Because you slept with Seojoon,” Jungkook hisses, “did you not?”
Taehyung hums, “I did. We are not in a relationship, Jungkook. What I meant to say is, you slept with Lyra and you seem to like her-” “I just told you I love you!” Jungkook waves his hands, “also,” he looks away, “I could not do it. She just passed out on the couch that night.”
Taehyung could not either. He could not do it. He kisses Seojoon, and that alone made him puke all over the beta's shirt. He looks at the mirror. “I am sorry, Jungkook,” he shakes his head, “I can't do this. I can't be more. I am sorry.” “Why not?” Jungkook asks, “why not?”
Because he is a beta. Because he can never mate Jungkook. Because he will never be able to carry that mating mark as betas don't mate. Because, he will never be able to produce an heir. He knows there are other alternatives, but he does not want to rob Jungkook of that happiness.
Taehyung looks at himself and sees nothing but a failure. He looks at the alpha and he just cannot. “It was good as long as it lasted,” Taehyung shakes his head, “it was fun. Trust me, it was. I loved how you pampered me, how good the sex was, but we cannot be more.”
Jungkook swallows, “give me a reason,” the alpha sounds hopeless, “tell me why.” Taehyung stands there, the smell of disinfectant in his nose, the sound of his own racing heart in his ears. The burn in his eyes as he holds back his tears. “Because, I love Seojoon.”
Taehyung expects Jungkook to throw a tantrum. He expects the alpha to reason with him. He expects the alpha to at least get angry. Instead, Jungkook just watches him. “Oh,” Jungkook says, combing his hair back, “then, that's it, I guess.” Taehyung frowns, “what?”
Jungkook shakes his head, smiles, “if you love him and if your love feels as mine does, you will not be able to even look at me and feel anything. I won't even try,” he takes a step back, “I know how it feels to love someone. You taught me that. I will leave you to it, then.”
Jungkook swallows, breathing out, “just... tell me,” his voice is hoarse, eyes glistening, “does he take care of you?” Taehyung tilts his head, “I am a big guy, Jungkook.” Jungkook snorts, “you know what I mean.” Taehyung nods, “he does. He treats me like I am precious.”
Jungkook nods, “good,” he forces a smile on his face, “good. That's all that matters, then.” “Jungkook, I am sorry, I-” Taehyung stops when the alpha laughs. “Hey,” Jungkook shrugs, “it's okay. I am a big guy too. I can handle a rejection.” The alpha leaves the washroom.
Putting up a kofi goal for this story. It will be continued after/if the goal is completed. Till then, I will finish up Scribbled and Broken Bonds.…
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