Chapter Nine

Jungkook and Taehyung sat quietly in their now empty dorm, both not saying anything. Jungkook was on the floor between Taehyung's legs, face buried in the Olympian's soft stomach. Taehyung was merely humming softly, fingers running through Jungkook's raven locks.

"You look a lot like him... Like Jungsoo."

Jungkook only hummed a bit, basking in his soulmate's warm embrace.

"He had dark hair like yours, and beautiful, pale skin... However he was much more carefree than you. Personality wise, you two would be polar opposites."

The wolf had to give a soft laugh at that, hearing the undertone of amusement in Taehyung's voice.

"What was he like?"

Taehyung giggled lightly, twirling a strand of Jungkook's slightly overgrown hair around his finger.

"He was always smiling. When we first met, he dragged me all around the little town he lived in, causing a ruckus and having to apologize to at least three people. The one time I saw him be serious was when he asked me to be his. I never expected how things would turn out though."

"You see, Jungsoo, he was... He was... I just couldn't understand him. I'd been through so much, so many hardships, seen so much death, and blood, that I didn't know how to return to the happy person I once was. Jungsoo brought that out of me."

The Olympian laughed sadly, gaze trained on nothing in particular as he reminisced in the memories.

"I fell hard for him, so hard that I wanted to marry him, and then figure out a way for me to die when he did. He was the first person I ever told. The first human to know what I am. It was only a couple days after that he was beaten to death by his own people."

"See, the town he lived in was more like a village. Everyone knew everyone, and everyone was family. But they had a lot of fears. Jungsoo was the only one who never bothered to think seriously. Always laughing and making others laugh... But they still killed him because of their fear."

"When I found him, lips blue and cracked with blood, clothes ripped up and torn with bruises, cuts, gashes... His skin looked like snow compared to all the blood on him. His eyes were closed, and he had a look of pain frozen onto his face. My heart broke, shredded into pieces when I saw him."

"There was so, so much blood... And the pain I felt, seeing the one person who accepted me for what I am, turn out like that... I didn't want to love anymore. I didn't want to smile, or laugh. I just wanted to become nothing."

"I guess... Because you remind me so much of him, I was scared I'd lose you too. I don't want to see you end up like him. Never. I can't go through that kind of pain again. I'd do everything in my power to kill myself if you ended up like him. If you died, I'd... I'd try to die too."

Jungkook's head nuzzled closer to Taehyung, hands gently rubbing up and down his thighs in an attempt to comfort the Olympian. Taehyung smiled at the gesture, and carefully began to run his fingers through the werewolf's hair again.

"Kook... I.... You are the last lover I will ever have. I hope that we can live out our eternal lifespans together, and when our times come, we will leave this world together. That's what I want. Knowing what two days have done to me, even though you were so close, I don't want to experience a lifetime of that. I really, really don't. I- Jungkook, I love you."

The werewolf sat up a bit, and smiled gently at Taehyung as he cupped the Olympian's face.

"Tae, baby, I love you too."

He leaned in, pushing their lips together in a gentle, caring embrace. They were happy, arms wrapped around each other, placidly embracing in a kiss so filled with love and care that Taehyung melted into a puddle of mush.

He let himself be eased onto his back, spreading his legs further to make room for the male above him, their lips still connected. When they finally parted, both were breathless, only staring into one another's eyes. No words needed to be exchanged, for they understood one another on a level far beyond that of communication.

Their love was going to be something unbreakable, something so raw and passionate that no one would be able to even want to break them apart. Carefully, Taehyung threaded his fingers back through his lover's dark locks, eyes still locked together.

"Jungkook... I want you to mark me. Make me yours forever, please. I'm ready, I want this, so don't be afraid to hurt me."

With a short nod, their lips connected once again, tongues mingling for a short time before Jungkook trailed his lips down the Olympian's neck, canines elongating to begin the process. When Jungkook finally sunk his canines deep into Taehyung's flesh, he let out an airy, soft whimper that made Jungkook feel complete.

There was no pain, nor lust, involved in the marking process. Only love, contentment, and peace. When Jungkook was satisfied, he pulled away from Taehyung's neck, smiling lovingly at the two punctures that now resided in Taehyung's flesh.

"I love you, Tae. Thank you for letting me complete our bond. Thank you so much. The connection with you, it feels so nice... I can't get enough of the tingles."

Taehyung giggled softly, smiling up at the werewolf as he lifted his hand, tracing over the holes gently.

"Thank you for loving me, Jungkookie. I can feel your happiness... I'm glad I could make you happy."

Their lips slotted together once more, carefully, lovingly, before Taehyung was lifted into the werewolf's arms, and then carried out of the dorm to Jimin and Yoongi's dorm, where everyone was staying.

After all, there was still more to sort out, even if Taehyung and Jungkook's love had been rekindled.