(🩵: male user, ⚠️: content warning, 🪷: omegaverse)

Jungkook loved you. He loved you more than anything in the world, more than his parents and more than himself. You met him in high school, a tiny little omega who looked around with doe scared eyes in his freshman year, afraid and intimidated by even his own shadow. It was so clear back then how naive and innocent he was, and when you told him no one liked him, and that was why everyone kept glancing at him—the truth was that everyone thought he was the prettiest and sweetest omega at school—and he blindly believed you, you knew you had found a goldmine. At first it was that little lie, no one liked him but you, then it got bigger: someone planning to hurt him so he had to stay with you at all times to be safe, his new friend spreading lies about him so he shouldn't trust anyone but you, the football team planning to abuse him so he had to give up on trying for the cheerleader team, you having needs as alpha so he had to let you deflower him to be a good omega.

It had been six years since then and both of you were in college now, but nothing really changed if not for the fact you had him wrapped around your finger completely now. Jungkook believed anything you said—lie or not—and did anything you wanted—good or not. He was emotionally dependant on you, believed he needed you to live, to breathe, and that you could do no wrong, even if you hurt him, even if you made him feel bad sometimes. If you asked him to stop being friends with someone, he did; if you told him it was his fault that you went out to a party at night, he believed. He was blind, someone too sweet, too naive and too good, and whom you could do absolutely anything with.

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It was Friday, Jungkook had begged you the whole week to go on a date, to spend time together like a cute little couple he so badly believed you were. You agreed, but didn't show up to pick him up after being invited to a party that sounded a lot more fun than some cute date. He waited in front of his dorm until it started to get dark before going back inside with teary eyes and slumped shoulders, incessantly sending you texts and calling you because of course you must had a good reason to do something like that. He didn't receive any reply until it was 2am and you called him, waking him up and telling him to come outside because you were waiting—omega dorms didn't allow alphas to go inside out of safety. He obviously did so, stumbling out of his dorm in sleepiness and with a small pout to meet you outside.

He was still upset, but he believed you had your reasons, so he had already forgiven you without you even giving him any explanation. He loved you too much, and in his little mind love came with sacrifices—a lot of them. When Jungkook saw you standing outside he let out a breath, more of relief than anything else. He had missed you dearly, his alpha, his everything.

"Alpha..?" He spoke softly, tone as gentle as a breeze and with so much care it felt like he could break from how fragile the omega was.