DARK (TAEKOOK ONESHOTS) - Chapter 1: Chapter 1

JUNGKOOK
"I'm giving you a chance. Run as far as you can, angel. Don't let me catch you."
Those words echoed like a cursed mantra in my ears as I ran-ran like the prey I was-through the eerie, haunting forest.
My limbs moved in fear.
But I didn't look back.
I didn't dare to look back.
Not when the predator was him.
The merciless Alpha King.
Kim Taehyung.
I kept running until my legs gave up in immense pain, until my vision blurred, until my lungs burned and every breath I took felt like swallowing fire.
Still, I didn't stop. I couldn't afford to.
Not until the only sounds left were the howls of wild beasts that killed, and the suffocating silence of the woods-
A silence that told me something worse.
I couldn't hear his footsteps anymore.
Had I outrun him?
I didn't know. I wasn't sure of anything. All I knew was that I'd gone too far, too deep into this dark, cursed, wretched forest-
Where even the moonlight barely touched the ground through the thick canopy of trees.
I collapsed against the thick trunk of a tree, gasping for air, heart pounding in fear.
Could a heart beat so wildly it broke your chest?
My breaths were short, ragged, and harsh. Panic surged through me as I scanned the forest for his presence.
Nothing.
No sound.
No movement.
No Taehyung.
My captivator.
My tormentor.
And somehow...
That terrified me even more.
I lowered my head against the bark, trying to steady my breathing.
But just when I thought I was safe-
Safe from his clutches-
A gust of wind whipped past me.
I flinched and looked around.
Still nothing.
And then-
I heard it.
A whistle.
Teasing.
Taunting.
Cruel.
My attempt to breathe calmly failed as my eyes looked in every direction, searching for the source.
It was him.
Somewhere in the shadows.
Watching.
Hunting.
Worshipping me like a saint on an altar.
I should've been scared.
But adrenaline rushed through me with excitement.
I should've felt sick that I found the chase thrilling.
But my body shivered-
At the thought of him touching me.
Of being pinned by his hands at my waist.
The whistle grew louder.
Closer.
He was nearby.
My blood turned to ice.
I turned, prepared to run-
But froze when I slowly looked up.
Kim Taehyung.
Perched casually on a thick branch above me, like a predator basking in the moment before the pounce.
His dark, consuming eyes locked onto mine.
He rested his arms against the branch.
He smirked-slow, dangerous-tilting his head, Like the wolf he was,deciding whether to devour or play with his catch.
"Caught you, Angel."
His voice was deep, velvety-
And it sent a shiver crawling down my spine.
I knew.
I always knew.
He would catch me.
There was no escaping him.
And somehow...
The thought that he would always find me
Brought me comfort.
"Give in to me, angel. Let me own every part of you.
Let me worship you.
Be mine-my chaos, my calm, my salvation."
Taehyung's voice rang out from above, loud and clear, his obsession bare in every word so that I could hear him.
I froze.
Every instinct screamed at me to run.
Even though I knew it was useless.
Even though I knew he'd catch me.
Just like always.
But I couldn't. My legs didn't move.
Or maybe... I didn't want to anymore.
But still-
With the last bit of strength left in my trembling body-
I turned and ran.
My body ached like it was made of fire, but I ran.
Because running felt like resistance.
Like I still had some control-
Even if I knew it was a blatant lie.
Taehyung had brought me here months ago.
Claimed me the day his army reduced my kingdom to ashes. And I just watched as my kingdom was brought to ruins with plain and dull eyes. There was not an ounce of sympathy in me for my destroyed kingdom, for my family members being dragged to dungeons.
I watched as he claimed me ,the discarded prince no one cared for as his prized possession.
He made me his obsession.
He touched me like I was his.
Looked at me like I belonged to him.
Gentle, terrifying, always consuming.
He snapped fingers, and people died for inconveniencing me.
We had been intimate-
More than once.
And I had let it happen.
Sometimes...
I even wanted him.
Not because I loved him.
But because he was the only one who had ever wanted me.
My family never did.
I was the worthless omega, meant to be sold to some old king for political gain.
A burden.
A shadow.
The heir no one wanted.
No one looked at me like I mattered-
Except Taehyung.
He wanted me.
And sometimes, I hated him for it.
He called me his omega-
The reason he destroyed my kingdom.
I shouldn't be content with his madness.
His twisted need to possess me.
But it was the only reason I kept breathing.
Because being wanted by him
Gave me a reason to live.
Taehyung jumped down from the tree in one swift, fluid motion.
He didn't run.
He walked.
His boots thundered against the forest floor, a promise of the inevitable.
That jolted me.
And i stopped in my tracks as I turned to get a one glance of him.
His eyes were devouring me.
He was coming.
To claim me.
I turned once again, heart thumping like thunder, and ran-eyes fluttering shut, giving in to the inevitable. I barely made it three steps when I heard it-his footsteps, fast and swift
And then-
Strong arms wrapped around me.
My feet left the ground in one swift, dominant motion, my back colliding with his broad, hard,chest.
His grip was possessive, claiming. One arm locked around my waist in a grip that would leave marks on my skin, he lifted me with one arm effortlessly-like I weighed nothing to him, like I was his to carry, to own.
The other hand traced the contours of my face as he held my jaw and made me face him.
His breath ghosted against my cheek, hot and heavy.
"You run so sweet, angel,"he murmured against my skin, voice husky and low, that brought shivers to my body. "But you were made to be caught. To be ruined by me."
He released his overwhelming and intoxicating pheromones that dizzied whatever little control I had in me. My knees buckled slightly and I would have fallen down if not for his steel grip around my waist.
In one swift motion, he spun me in his arms,tying my wrists in his one hand behind my back, like I was nothing more than a doll, effortlessly making me face him, our hot bodies flushed against each other , chest to chest.He was now breathing through his mouth, I could feel his chest rising up and down so rapidly. He was hyperventilating.
And I knew
I knew how badly he wanted me.
His grip was -possessive-and when our eyes met, a low whimper escaped my lips.
What I saw in his gaze stole the breath from my lungs: raw hunger and an unquenchable thirst. A desperate, feral need that made my skin burn and my pulse race.
My body betrayed me-shivering, melting, pressing into him. I fit in his arms so perfectly as if I was made for him.
He brought one hand to my jaw, tilting my head ,exposing the side of my neck-the vulnerable place where I remained unmarked.
The merciless king. Who never showed his emotions was loosing his senses. Loosing himself because of me. I am the only one who can see this side of him.
Then he lowered his head, nuzzling into my scent gland, breathing me in like I was oxygen, the only thing keeping him alive.
A guttural groan escaped his lips that made me loose my senses. His lips brushed the sensitive skin there as he whispered, voice dark and husky,
"Be my empress."
I closed my eyes.
I couldn't see my future.
It was dark and lonely.
What if I give in to him?
What happens after that?
And then I opened my eyes.
I didn't know when or how I ended up on the ground, with him hovering above me. I could clearly see his fangs as he lowered his face to my chest, tearing my shirt apart with them. He put both of my hands above my head with his one tight grip.
My bare chest was exposed to him, and he took one of my nipples into his mouth. A moan escaped my lips as he sucked on it like a beast starved and desperate.
"Ahhh... Taehyung..." I moaned, my voice trembling as his mouth latched onto my nipple again-this time rougher, more desperate. A sharp bite followed, sending a jolt of pleasure laced with pain straight through me.
The sound I made must've broken something inside him. His eyes lifted to mine, blown wide and dark, utterly consumed. I was laid bare beneath him-vulnerable, trembling, exposed completely to his gaze. And he drank it in like I was his salvation.
"Be my empress, Jungkook," he whispered-no, begged. His voice was hoarse, thick with unsaid emotions. "Be my empress... and kill your family."
"No one-no one will ever dare to look down on you again. I'll make sure of that."
He was offering me a throne built on ashes, laced with devotion, obsession, and ruin.
But I knew alphas. I knew their pride, their nature. Sooner or later, another omega would catch his eye. Something new. Something untouched. And I'd be discarded. Forgotten.
But as if he could hear my thoughts-feel the shadow of doubt in me-he paused, then offered something so dangerous, so intimate, it stole the breath from my lungs.
"Mark me."
"Make me yours... and I'll make you mine."
My heart stopped.
No alpha says that.
For an alpha to bear the mark of an omega... it was humiliation in their world. A sign of surrender. Weakness. That's why only omegas were marked-claimed. Owned.
But if both mates mark each other... the bond becomes unbreakable. Eternal.
He wasn't just offering comfort or claiming me.
He was promising a forever.
He was surrendering his pride, his status, his entire being... to me.
It wasn't just lust anymore. It was something deeper. Fiercer.
He didn't want a pet.
He wanted an equal.
He wanted me.
He made me sit on his thighs as he laid down, baring his neck to me. A wolf never bares their neck to anyone. It was a declaration of defeat. Taehyung did. He openly declared he was mine to ruin. I could do anything to him. Even kill him and he wouldn't even bat an eye to it.
My mind spiraled. My omega roared inside me with hunger. With hunger to possess him. To make this defeated man mine. I leaned in and, without hesitation grabbed his neck and sank my fangs deep into his skin, marking him.
A deep groan escaped his lips as he gripped my hair stroking them with one hand, the other still wrapped firmly around my waist, pulling me tighter into his neck. My fangs sank deeper, tearing into flesh-it must have hurt, but he didn't stop me. I tasted the sharp tang of blood on my tongue, metallic and warm.
When the mark was finally complete, I pulled back slowly, panting,wiping my bloody lips,as I looked at the chaos I'd made-the beautiful mess on his skin. The mark stood out vividly, raw and red,blood oozing from it, a symbol of belonging etched into the Alpha King. Mine.
He looked at me-at my blood-stained lips-and smirked, eyes dark with satisfaction.
"Does it taste good?"he asked, voice low and teasing.
I shook my head.
Who would like the taste of blood? It tasted awful. But the power, the intimacy-it was intoxicating.
And then, within seconds, our positions shifted.
He pinned me beneath him, his eyes dark, his body heavy and burned against mine as he leaned down and sank his fangs into the sensitive skin of my neck without hesitation. My hands flew onto his shoulders digging my nails into them.A sharp painful cry left my lips-accompanied with jolt of pleasure that ran through my body. He held me so close with the touches that melted me.
My body arched beneath his. Every nerve burned, trembled, shook. His body shivered against mine as our eternal bond sealed.
"Ahh, Taehyung... it hurts," I whimpered, a painful moan slipped past my lips and I clutched onto him like my life depended on it. I could feel the bond forming like fire under my skin, and when it was done-when we were finally and fully each other's-he pulled away, breathless.
Our foreheads met, his voice raw and trembling as he whispered,
"You can never escape me, Angel."
And I knew.
I never could.
I am his omega.
And neither could he.
He is my alpha.
He was mine-until death.
I closed my eyes, too weak, too vulnerable to meet his dark ones. I was still not completely his neither was he mine.My voice trembled as I offered him something dangerous-something that could wreck me completely.
"Claim me, Taehyung,"I whispered.
A loud groan left his lips.My eyes remained closed within a fraction of seconds i could feel my clothes being torn mercilessly. He wasn't going to go gentle. And I wanted him like that.
I raged the wild monster that couldn't be satiated easily,within him.
I could feel his hot mouth and wet tongue working on my body - tracing, marking all the skin I had to offer in red and purple. My hands instinctively went and grabbed his hair begging and bringing his mouth closer to my skin.
After wetting my neck and my upper body with his saliva. He went for my legs.
He bit my shivering inner thighs.Taking out a few moans from me. My eyes opened wide only to meet his dark eyes.and then he inserted his fingers in me without a warning.
He took out his wet dripping fingers from my insides, and gave one glance at me showing me how much wet i was for him, as he took them one by one in his mouth slowly, seductively. And at the breathe taking site of taehyung relishing my taste with his eyes closed,fingers wet with my slick in his mouth, guttural groans leaving his lips ,more hot slick gushed out from my body.
He finally opened his eyes looking at my wet folds, amusement growing in his eyes,as he growled ,
" So wet for me, angel and you tried to made me believe you never wanted me ".
I couldn't reply to the taunt. I wanted him always. But I was scared of him. Scared of him getting tired of me. Shame washed over me but he didn't even let me think about it, as he inserted his fingers in me again.
Loud and wild moans left my lips and he loved them. He removed his fingers and immediately dived his head between my thighs " Say my name" he groaned against my prostrate, sending shivers in my body and I obeyed his command, the moment I called out his name he pushed his tongue inside me. Making me scream.
Tongue deep moving inside me, feeling the walls,tasting me, tasting all the slick I produced like the omega in heat. I was leaking for him and he was eating me out.
His tongue,god his tongue was doing wonders. I could hear the long,thick,wet slurps,he was taking his sweet time. My toes curled,my hole was pulsing, my entire body twitched with excitement.I wanted him. I wanted him so bad.
" God,You taste so sweet, angel ", he muttered against my insides, in a slobby voice that clouded all my senses. He was so needy. All the little control he had left in him, snapped, as he enjoyed my body.
And when his tongue finally found the spot,when it touched the bundle of nerves there," Ahh taehyung ", I whimpered his name several,countless times,tears escaped my eyes, as he hit his tongue mercilessly against it.
My lower was throbbing with need and more of him. I wanted him inside me.I knew he was making me ready to take him but this is too much to take,too overwhelming and I needed him now.
" I'm ready ", I muttered and wiped my teary eyes.
He removed his clothes as he picked me up gently and took us to the cave where he would spent his ruts alone in the past. My omega always wanted to satiate, his alpha's hunger in ruts. I stopped myself so many times when he temptingly offered me to stay here for his ruts.
And now I am here finally. I will be here in the future too.
He laid me on the bed and I took a glance at his naked form ,he was built so much too my likeness. He stood standing in front of the bed as he looked at my naked body with his worshipping eyes, like I was his religion, like he was memorizing every inch,every curve of my body with his eyes.
I felt so vulnerable by his hungry gaze that I immediately folded my arms around my body in a failed attempt to hide my body from his eyes. But taehyung immediately unfolded my arms and whispered as he dived again into my neck, "Don't you dare to hide what's mine from me. "
His hands held my neck and my waist,arching my body up, positioning me more into him.
With that, his tongue went from my neck to my nipples to my stomach,leaving a wet trail.He stopped near my stomach,his hand holding my waist more tighter, bringing my stomach more close to his mouth,he took the skin on my stomach between his teeth and sucked it with so much hunger that electrified my entire body.And then licked the bite he had given there. A loud moan escaped my lips in pleasure.
" You are mine Jungkook ,Your body ,Your soul ,Your everything is mine", he declared, his hazy eyes meeting mine, as he spread my legs and positioned himself between them.
He inserted himself slowly inside me and I cried loudly, feeling him inside me came with so much pain, he was too big and it was overwhelming,my insides burned,he wiped my tears and went in for a kiss, he took my swollen lower lip between his teeth and pulled it, I opened my mouth and his hot tongue went inside my mouth,tasting my mouth like it was the end of the world. His tongue swirled in my mouth,my tongue clashing with his.
I opened my eyes and looked at him. His eyes were closed to feel more of me,his hands were soft against my body.
He kissed me hungrily over and over ,rough and harder. And I moaned in his mouth at every kiss.
" You will never leave me ", he whispered against my lips and I don't know if he was asking or declaring,but I shook my head with surety.
After making sure I adjusted to his length he moved inside me. He opened his eyes to look at me. I noded. He pounded in me against my tight walls,at an animalistic speed, and harder like the wild beast he was. I cried,screamed and came immediately and he did too inside me.
I whimpered, my body was so sensitive and reacted violently to his every touch and God knows how many times his name escaped my lips as he fucked me senseless, made me see stars, made sure he is the only thing I see.
And then with so much exhaustion,my red, swollen eyes closed but I could hear him whispering ,the endless promises of a forever together.
"We are one now and no one can seperate us till death do us apart."
I whispered back," Till death do us apart".