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#taekookau
Taehyung’s three year old daughter finds a photo of a man in her daddy’s wallet, unaware it’s her own father.
She doesn’t understand why her daddy panics, snatches the photo with a gasp. Despite never telling the powerful man he has a daughter, Tae still loves him.
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Omega Tae finds his mate in the human eyes of werewolf hunter Jeon Jeongguk. He doesn’t understand why he can’t rip the wolf’s throat open like he normally does, mercilessly. Until Tae utters the single word that changes the trajectory of his life. “Mate.”
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au where pretty, naive omega tae keeps receiving small gifts from alpha jk & has unknowingly accepted his courtship.
& when a neighboring alpha tries to court him, jk gets jealous & tae is confused as to why.
"you were mine the second you accepted that flower the first time."
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“Why are you doing this to me? Haven’t you done enough?” Taehyung whispers, unable to move out of his grip.
The mafia boss leans in closer, his nose nearly brushing against his.
“Because you’re mine, Taehyung. And because now you have something of mine in your possession.”
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“I keep that stupid picture of you in wallet because it reminds me of the best time in my life. When I was naive, young and in love with someone who loved me back as much as I did. I think a part of me will always love you, Jeon Jungkook. Even if you don’t deserve it.”
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He haunts his dreams every night, his soft smile, his dark eyes that shone so brightly above him as he kissed his lips.
Those strong, inked hands that touched his skin so possessively, afraid Tae would escape through his fingers.
He can still feel him inside of him, moving.
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Taehyung takes back his wallet, takes the damn picture of Jungkook and shoves it back into the small pocket.
“You still have his number, Taehyung. How am I supposed to believe anything that comes out of your mouth. You’re still fucking with him— with my own brother,”
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Yoongi is polite when he asks how Taehyung is doing. He mentions he’s in France, doing some business. He eventually asks about Hera, if she needs anything.
Taehyung doesn’t mention Jungkook and Yoongi doesn’t bring him up. They talk about work, Yoongi asks if he’s happy there.
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“What are we going to tell her? I think she understands who you are to her. I had a talk with her the first day after you left. She was still confused.”
Jungkook hums, rests his chin on Taehyung’s shoulder. He presses a kiss there briefly.
“We’ll figure it out together.”
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“Like you had the decency to speak to me when my child was born? Imagine my surprise when I decide to check up on you and my people are telling me there’s a child with my face running around. Open the door, Taehyung. Open the fucking door,”
The harsh knocking startles him.
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“Is that something she’s used to? You having friends over to talk?” His tone is mocking, condescending as the knocking grows louder.
The sound of the door handle being jiggled makes him nervous, ignoring the man’s insults for the sake of not having any violence in his home.
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The sound that escapes Taehyung’s lips is panicked when Hera continues playing with his wallet, the cropped photo held tightly in her small hands.
She inspects it with a frown, realizing it’s not her daddy in the photo. Taehyung practically snatches it from her hands nervously.
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He left Jungkook’s life with only the clothes on his back and the small seed of life inside his stomach.
For the next few months his friends were his comfort, taking care of him diligently in order to keep him healthy during the pregnancy while battling heartbreak.
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Jimin, his best friend in the world, had been his rock. He had helped Taehyung move into his apartment after Jungkook had basically kicked him out.
He had been there for him his entire pregnancy, accompanying him to drs appointments and ultrasounds without a single complaint.
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There has never been a doubt despite Jungkook claiming infidelity on that last fateful day in which he had enough.
The accusations, the jealousy, the mean and lacking behavior towards him. The hostility in which he spoke to him and acted like Taehyung was some cheating liar.
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The idea of telling Jungkook about his child occurred to him more than once but he had pride as well and the idea that Jungkook might even think it wasn’t his made his entire body ache.
He knew he wouldn’t be strong enough to hear him say those words or even insult him.
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The thought has haunted him for three years, the reality of it makes his stomach feel like it’s tied in knots.
God knows he tried with that man, tried to explain that things didn’t happen the way his jealous brain made him think it did.
None of it matters now.
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Jungkook does that to people. Makes them cry, beg for forgiveness and love only to be pushed away like dirt.
Taehyung should hate him, should curse his entire being but he doesn’t, he’s incapable of feeling that way. Not for the man who once held him so gentle, so lovingly.
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The reality being that Taehyung never cheated or looked at any other man while being with Jungkook.
He never has and never will because his heart is hell bent on hope. Hope that one day Jungkook will find him (because he can, he has the resources at his fingertips) and beg him.
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Taehyung knew there was no way Jungkook would believe him if he were to eventually tell him he was pregnant with his child.
There was too much damage already done, his heart was hurt and he wouldn’t be able to handle Jungkook’s refusal to accept the reality of the situation.
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It’s incredibly silly and stupid on his part to still want the man after how badly he hurt him but love is a stupid thing.
He knows that no matter how much time passes, he will always love Jungkook. The man was his first everything even if he probably even doubts it now.
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“No baby, let me put it back.” He speaks so softly to the child, feeling bad about his own reaction.
He avoids staring at the photo of the man in the pool, avoids seeing his smile that was once directed at him with so much love and compassion.
He sighs; Jungkook hates him.
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Hera was born a healthy baby girl a few months after that & he dedicated his entire life to raising his child.
The fact that she resembles her father doesn’t bother Taehyung as much as he thought it would. He feels content with himself despite the fact he knows the child is Jks.
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Taehyung hangs up, angrily stomps his way to the door without a second thought. He isn’t ready to face Jungkook but he knows he will never be.
The man is equally beautiful yet infuriating. His eyes are sharp, dark and intense as he lowers his own cellphone from his ear.
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“Well?”
“You kick me out of your damn house like I’m some cheap whore you let stay there. You insult me, /accuse/ me of something I didn’t do just because your ego and your pride was hurt?! How am I supposed to expect you to react?”
Taehyung lets out a laugh— nearly feral.
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“Stop- Don’t do this, Jungkook- please,”
Taehyung is sure he can hear Hera screaming hysterically through the door. It does nothing to ease Jungkook’s violence.
“I’m not going to ask you again, Taehyung. Do what I tell you to- For once.”
Taehyung stays quiet, contemplating.
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“Fuck you, Jeon Jungkook. Fuck you and fuck me for ever believing you ever loved me because if you did, you would’ve never believed me capable of something like that. You’re a coward and I want you to leave my house— now,”
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He grips his chin firmly, makes Taehyung jump lightly in alarm. His hand is cold, detached as he looks at him.
“I don’t think you understand, Taehyung. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t plan to take plan to be in her life. It’s my right too. I can take you to court if you insist.”
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“In case you forgot, you stopped loving me. /You/ left me, it was /you/ who didn’t want me anymore. So excuse me, if I wasn’t able to let go of you as easily as you let go of me.”
Taehyung hates himself for crying, wiping his tears away. He hates this, hates his stupid feelings.
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Jungkook is a smart man.
That’s what makes him so dangerous, even to Taehyung. They haven’t spoken in three years, if he’s reaching out now, it can’t be for anything good.
Taehyung fears he’s too late and Jungkook has eyes on him, probably has for weeks now if he’s calling.
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“If you mean no harm then you’ll stay away Jungkook— I mean it. She only knows me, I’ve done my best to make sure she gets everything she needs. Don’t try to take that away from me.”
He feels small when Jungkook is close to him, his cologne easy to distinguish and he inhales.
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“What makes me sick is the fact that you never trusted me. You preferred to believe everyone else over me, your lover. I did all I could, Jungkook. There is nothing I can say or do to make you believe me. Your jealousy controls you, fills your mind with these false accusations.”
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Hera has never asked about her father but Taehyung knows it’s a matter of time before she starts school & her peers spike up her curiosity.
He isn’t exactly prepared for what he will tell her then, but he knows the conversation will result in alot of tears and negative feelings.
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His face is stone cold, serious as he stares back at Taehyung’s angry expression. His skin burns when the man runs his eyes down his body.
“If you’re here to just insult me then you can leave. I don’t need you, Jungkook. I never have. I’ve done it alone for years- trust me.”
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He thinks back to that night, the last big fight they had. His chest tightens painfully when he remembers Jungkook’s anger, his screaming and his cold demeanor. He had never seen him like that before.
Despite it all, he never touched him. He never pushed, shoved, or hit him.
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“I want you to send me a list of things she needs. It doesn’t matter how small or big, write it down.”
Taehyung scoffs, angrily brushes his tears away when Jungkook stares.
“You won’t win her affection this way. She doesn’t even know you exist so don’t try to confuse her.”
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“I thought of telling you so many times. When Hera was born, when she learned how to walk, talk. She had to have emergency surgery at two years old, I was so close to calling you. I was so close to coming here and telling you the truth— so many times.”
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“Was I supposed to believe you’d think rationally for once in your life? That you’d believe me if I told you I was pregnant with /your/ baby?”
Taehyung shakes his head, watches Jungkook stand there like the latter isn’t screaming in his face at this point.
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“I’m confusing her? Look at you Taehyung, you’re panicked because I’m standing here. You think you didn’t confuse her just now? What are you going to say to her when she’s old enough to understand there are two of us?”
Taehyung is quiet, stares at his feet when Jungkook moves.
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He nearly drops his phone to the ground, rushes over to Hera, the child still completely unaware as to what is going on.
She eventually gets upset when Taehyung picks her up roughly, cradles her against his chest. The knocking doesn’t stop, he fears he might knock it down.
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So why does he suddenly have a panic attack in the middle of his kitchen floor when he picks up his cellphone without checking the caller ID, the unmistakable breathing on the other end of the line making him nearly vomit.
He’s cold sweating, chest rising and falling rapidly.
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If Jungkook is surprised by his actions, he doesn’t say as much. He lets out a dry chuckle, eyes him with not a single ounce of affection in his eyes.
It scares Taehyung- even if he knows deep down the man would never hit him back even when he would grow furious with him.
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“That’s what paternity tests are for, aren’t they?” He says so quietly, without bite this time but Taehyung nearly explodes as he wills himself closer only to land his palm against the man’s cheek.
He has let it go far enough— this is it. His daughter is in the next room.
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“Can you bring her in here? I want to see her, please. Where is she?”
He mumbles, slurs his words when Jungkook sets him down on the bed—
/his/ bed.
“She’s in the garden with Namjoon. Stay here, Taehyung. I’ll be back, don’t move. I mean it.”
He barely nods, sniffles a reply.
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“I knew I was pregnant, Jungkook. I had found out that same day. That’s why I went looking for you, I was so excited to tell you.”
Jungkook looks away from him, turns around in an attempt to save his dignity but Taehyung knows his silence speaks for him. He’s frustrated, hurt.
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“It’s okay, baby. Daddy’s okay. You just need to be very quiet and stay in your room okay? I have… someone coming over and we’re going to talk in the living room okay? Is that okay?”
When she sniffles but nods, Taehyung’s shoulders sag and he picks up his phone quickly.
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“If you’re going to call me, have the decency to speak rather than simply listen.”
Taehyung nearly stutters, grips the phone tightly in his shaky hands as he turns around to watch Hera.
He’s nervous, eyes darting around the apartment to close any open blinds, breath shaky.
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Hera sits on her chair eating her lunch, unaware as to why her daddy is practically in tears, no sound leaving his lips after his initial, “Hello?”
The receiver is quiet but Taehyung knows it’s him. He has memorized every sound Jungkook has ever made & this- this is one of them.
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Taehyung had been doing so well the last three years, living his life in his apartment with his little girl. No one to worry about other than himself and his child.
He doesn’t need anyone else, he knows he doesn’t and Jimin has been so good about reminding him of that himself.
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“He and I both know it’s impossible because nothing ever happened between us. You can try all you want to get me to confess to some false affair but my heart and my mind is clean, Jungkook. I loved you like crazy— you should’ve seen my damn diary, you were all I talked about.”
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“Daddy?” Hera cries, clings to his chest when Taehyung tries to put her down in her bed.
He knows Jungkook’s listening, throws his phone face down on the bed and crouches down in front of her small frame.
She’s terrified, Taehyung feels awful knowing it’s because of him.
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- 32k words
-explicit sexual content
- a/b/o dynamics
- omega taehyung + hunter jungkook
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“Let me put her in her room. She doesn’t need to hear what you have to say.” Taehyung begs him, listens to Jungkook’s silence for far too long before the knocking stops.
“Fine, don’t hang up.”
Taehyung nods, knows he can’t be seen but he hurries down the hallway with his child.
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“Stop with the dramatics. I’m simply here to know the reason why you didn’t tell me.”
He pushes past Taehyung, acts like he owns the damn place and the latter can’t do a thing but close the door behind him and huff.
He should have texted Jimin some time ago, now regretting it.
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“You think you can get away from me that easily? You think my people will let you leave?”
Taehyung shakes his head, bites back a sob when Jungkook’s breath kisses his upper lip.
His voice dangerously low, “You’re staying right here. You’re not leaving with my daughter.”
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Taehyung wishes he had. He wishes he could hate him deeply, with a burning passion. But the disappointment of how things played out plagues his mind.
It consumes him with fantasies where none of it happened. Nothing from that day happened & Jungkook believed in him, in his love.
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Jungkook leaves without another word, brushes past him with one last look in the direction of Hera’s room before slamming the door shut behind him.
Taehyung stands there for far too long before scrambling towards his baby’s room, eager to see she is alright.
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He hugs her tightly, almost painfully when she yelps in surprise but nonetheless lets him hold her close.
She giggles when Taehyung kisses her cheeks, nose pressed against her as he inhales her sweet odor.
Jungkook is an idiot— thinking he can barge in like nothing happened.
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“For fuck’s sake, Taehyung. Just admit it! For years I’ve had to live with your betrayal like I’m some dog still worshiping at your feet. Nothing in this life has hurt me more than you sleeping with /him/. The thought makes me sick. To think of you with him, letting him—”
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“Your daughter?” He scoffs, angrily pulls his hand out of his grip.
“She hasn’t been your daughter for three years. I raised her one my own for this long, I can do it for longer. She doesn’t need you or your money, your status.”
Jungkook watches Hera’s eyes shift over to him.
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Alphas Jimin and Jeongguk fighting over who gets to carry Omega Taehyung back from the lake after the sleepy omega knocked out while both Alphas were swimming for his attention.
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After Hera turned one and a half, Jimin and Hoseok had been insistent that he start going out to have fun. Going to his place of work didn’t count unfortunately.
The latter had refused immediately, using his daughter as an excuse to not have a love life of his own.
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“He knows about Hera, he’s been checking in on her. He only gave me his number incase I ever need anything— I haven’t needed anything from him.”
Taehyung explains but it falls on deaf ears,
“What— Did he think she was his? Is that why he’s still fucking with my life- with me.”
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He doesn’t send a list.
He saves the damn number Jungkook called him from, stores it under his government name without a single emoji.
Serves him right.
He doesn’t hear from him for another month. For a while things are alright, he begins to think Jungkook no longer cares.
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“Are you fucking kidding me!” Taehyung whisper-yells, sounds more like a hiss as he watches how the powerful man stands in his living room.
It’s an odd sight, one he does not know how to feel about. His heart stammers in his chest when Jungkook raises a brow at his expression.
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“Is this you telling me you believe me? That you believe me when I tell you that I never wanted anyone else that wasn’t you.”
Taehyung lets him brush away his tears but moves back when Jungkook finally says the two words he longed to hear for so long.
“I’m sorry, Taehyung.”
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Not that he was eagerly looking to have a partner. He didn’t do casual hookups, and honestly, sex was the last thing on his mind when he had a bigger priority at home.
His daughter was his everything and he will be damned if he ever begins to think otherwise.
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“He never ever suggested he had feelings for me. I know you blame me for what happened in the garden but I swear I thought it was you. I would’ve never left our room if I knew it wasn’t you.”
Jungkook tenses at the recollection of Taehyung walking around the garden at midnight.
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“Hey give me that! You have no right to go through my things! Jungkook, give it back.”
Taehyung panics, feels his cheeks burn in embarrassment when Jungkook quietly flips the tiny picture over, the date written in the back along with Jungkook’s name and a heart.
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Her eyes are soft, innocent and naive. She didn’t cry when he picked her up from school. She was such a good girl, polite and giggly as she looked at him curiously.
Those pretty doe eyes that stare back at his own as Taehyung tries to take her away from him.
Jungkook inhales.
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“Are you alright?” He ignores Jungkook, feels him staring as he picks up their child, pressing her against his chest.
He turns around as though to leave but Jungkook grips his wrist, pulls him closer with a roughness that makes him grunt when he tightens his hold on him.
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Jungkook stays quiet but his eyes hold a storm,
“Then why was he always there— with you. Always trying to take my place by your side when my back was turned. He was always talking, /asking/ about you like he had any right to know what happened in our bedroom.”
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He didn’t let Taehyung speak when he harshly gripped his upper arm and pulled him up to their bedroom. His hands were bloody and his face was completely /destroyed/.
Taehyung will never forget the look on his face when he finally turned to look at him.
He was broken.
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“Daddy, look.” She points obliviously at Jungkook, makes the man stare at her confused when she pushes her fingers into Taehyung’s pocket and pulls out his wallet.
Jungkook blinks, takes it in seconds from her before Taehyung jumps, tries to take it back but the man turns away.
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From the corner of his eye he sees Namjoon stepping towards Hera, crouches down next to her and grabs her hand. He’s leading her away but for the first time, Taehyung is glad she won’t be able to hear any of this.
She doesn’t need to hear how much her father hates him.
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Jungkook butts in rudely,
“Yoongi and /you/! Don’t say his fucking name in my face— Don’t do that shit, don’t slap me across the face. Don’t make me say something ugly, you know I am capable of worse. You two thought you could get away with it, laughing in my face.”
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He stops by unannounced at times, brings Hera toys that Taehyung might have mentioned she has been obsessed with.
She’s so happy to see him every time, still shy when she takes the toys and thanks him very softly.
Taehyung is so proud of her for her effort to engage with him.
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“You could’ve done it with anyone else and maybe I would have understood your reasoning better. Maybe I wouldn’t be filled with this constant rage and the need to have blood on my hands— anyone’s. You fucked me up, Taehyung. You fucked with my head, with my heart.”
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Credit cards, identification, cash—
The damn picture nearly falls out when he pulls out a slip of paper, chicken scratch of a phone number.
Jungkook ignores the name and number for now, stares long and hard at the picture of himself that Taehyung carries around in his wallet.
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“What is all this commotion about?”
He’s holding her. He’s holding her hand as he leads her down the stairs and Taehyung doesn’t wait.
He launches himself up the stairs to meet them halfway, practically snatches Hera’s other hand until she stumbles towards him.
“My love,”
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“Why do you still have this?”
He sounds mad. Taehyung didn’t expect this.
He expected to be called pathetic, foolish, stupid even. But anger? Why is he angry?
Taehyung stares at him helplessly, lets Hera down onto her feet & watches her explore the immediate area around them.
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He had been waiting up all night for Jungkook to return to bed when he saw a dark figure in the garden, thinking it was him, Tae walked out in only a nightgown and robe.
He had bumped into the man who turned out to be Yoongi, also returning from the same meeting. Chaos ensued.
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“So then what do you want?” He asks, tries to pull Jungkook’s hands off his waist but the man is insisting.
“I want /you/. I never stopped wanting you even when you— when I /thought/ you betrayed me.”
Taehyung doesn’t skip over his acknowledgement of the truth. He inhales.
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The big fight, as Taehyung liked to call it. Jungkook had passed them, realizing what he was actually walking in on and saw red. Taehyung thought they were going to kill eachother, it was the only possible outcome when Jungkook was shouting, nearly growling in anger.
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Hera startled school only last week and his friend has been kind enough to pick her up on the day the male can’t.
He is eternally grateful for Jimin— leaves his work in a rush to make it in time to take Hera home before her nap.
The routine is comfort, safe even.
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The things are at his doorstep by the next morning, shipped overnight just for Hera.
When Jungkook calls, he lets her answer the phone. She’s not the biggest conversationalist but neither is her father and Taehyung listens when he asks her questions about school, or home.
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“Have you ever thought of turning him in.”
Jimin’s voice is eerily calm over the phone as Taehyung races to his car, knowing exactly where to find him.
He pauses, swallows the lump in his throat,
“I-I can’t. He has too many people under him— corruption runs too deep.”
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His legs give out beneath him when he lets out a pitiful cry, tries holding onto the front of Jungkook’s shirt but the man is already picking him up.
“Hera!” He cries, tries looking around but his vision is blurry and he feels dizzy.
“She’s alright, Taehyung. You need to rest.”
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He goes back to his daily routine, neglecting to tell a single soul about Jungkook.
He doesn’t need Jimin pestering him as to whether he’s doing right or wrong. As to whether his daughter should know her father or not.
He doesn’t want to hear it.
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By the time he gets to Jungkook’s lavish estates, everyone knows he’s coming. He’s sure the man knew he would quickly come for her.
He avoids Namjoon altogether, the once friendly right hand man of Jungkook stares at him quietly as he slips past him.
No one tries to stop him.
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“Jungkook!” He screams once he gets to the main area in his home, stares up towards the railing where so many times he watched Jungkook come from.
He avoids staring around the house, the nostalgic smell lingers in his nose as he tries not to cry.
He just wants his daughter.
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“I don’t. Deserve it, I mean.”
Taehyung blinks, his lips falling apart when Jungkook pulls him in by the waist, his grip strong and so familiar that it makes him weak to his knees.
He misses him, his touch.
It drives him crazy, wants nothing more than to kiss him.
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It feels incredibly strange to be back in his bed, in this very same bed where he slept beside him for so many years. Where he shared his most intimate secrets with him and made some of the most amazing memories of his life.
Hera sleeps soundly beside him in minutes.
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Despite both of them knowing Jungkook can easily get a key to his apartment, Taehyung gives him a copy himself.
He has nothing to hide & he knows Jungkook won’t try anything when he is and isn’t home.
Despite everything, he still trusts him with their daughter and with him.
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They don’t talk about it.
Taehyung doesn’t take it off. The small diamond jewel sits nicely against his skin and he doesn’t have the energy to fight Jungkook on the subject.
He continues to give him things. Taehyung takes them but doesnt give him anything in return.
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Taehyung shakes his head, feels himself nearly sobbing as he presses his hands against his ears to block out Jungkook’s words.
“I-I know nothing has changed for you to believe me but I never lied to you. I would never do something like that to you. Yoongi and I—”
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He soon returns with her in hand, lets the child run over to him and hug him.
Taehyung ignores Jungkook’s presence for his child, presses her against himself and lets her snuggle against his neck.
He doesn’t realize when Jungkook leaves the room until he looks up and he’s gone.
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“I have to go Jimin, Hera needs me. I will send you a message as soon as I’m there. Please, don’t tell anyone else about this,”
Their friends are very overprotective of Taehyung, they were there to suffer with him and support his pregnancy and new life on his own.
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He opts for the second option, takes Hera with him once Jungkook is done combing her messy hair back. She smiles so brightly at him, unaware how much she means to him.
Taehyung makes a list.
He writes down small things: clothes for school, shoes, books, toys, hair accessories.
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“Taehyung-… you don’t think…” Jimin trails off, unaware that Taehyung’s mind has already gone there. Except his best friend is not aware of how possible and likely that scenario is.
“Jimin, listen to me very carefully. I’m going to be gone for a few days,”
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