father?

      Kim Taehyung feels like he’s a bad dad. It probably is. He is quite different from his friends, whose children grow up in a full-fledged family. He’s raising his child alone, it’s hard. But if he could find the damn alpha who impregnated him, he would force him to help him on pain of death. When Kim Hyunso was little, Taehyung didn’t know where to put himself. He is a very active child, which has always been a bit of a hindrance. Taehyung couldn’t feed him properly, because the baby was constantly spinning, wanting to find out what was going on behind his back. Then Tae almost shouted, but restrained himself. If Hyunso got sick of something, then Taehyung would give up altogether. Often he would go into some room, away from his son, and cry, wanting to vent his weakness away from human eyes. Still, then it was necessary to find out the name of that handsome alpha.

flashback

      There are a lot of people in the club today and Taehyung has become one of them. The wine is trembling in his glass, he didn’t want to get drunk today. The music presses on the ears with bang-like beats. All the songs are similar to each other both in lyrics and melody. They are created so that drunk people in clubs can smash the floor under them. Taehyung doesn’t like this kind of music. A barely audible moan escapes from under half-closed lips, expressing how much omega is bored. Taehyung thought he would have fun and drink today, but the mood instantly disappeared, as did the desire to drink. The glass is placed on the bar with a soft clink. — Why are you so handsome and alone? — the ear suddenly burns with hot breath, and the mind begins to tremble, listening to the velvety voice. Taehyung turns his head sharply. A guy lands on the chair next to him. His hair is combed back, and there are rings in his ears and the corner of his lower lip. There were two silver beads in the corner of the eyebrow above and below, also pierced. The tight T-shirt shows all kinds of guy’s muscles and a tattooed arm. Alpha? He has a few words with the bartender, probably ordering something. Then she turns back to Taehyung and looks him straight in the eye. — Excuse me, are you… an alpha? — Taehyung asks awkwardly, a little ashamed to maintain eye contact with a stranger. He smiles, turns his head and covers his mouth with his hand. — You’re asking in advance, aren’t you? — answer with a question. Tae doesn’t like it very much. — No. I just want to find out, — courage strikes the brain. Perhaps he needs to communicate with him in a different way. —Alpha, — the guy nods. — Omega? — Mg. The bartender puts the drink ordered by alpha on the counter and he accepts it, gracefully wrapping his fingers around the glass.       — Do you have someone? — After taking a sip, he asks. Taehyung shakes his head negatively. The guy suddenly gets up from his chair, grabs his face in his hands and, opening his mouth slightly, pulls him into a kiss. Taehyung’s eyes instantly close, and his lips begin to crush someone else’s. The ring gets in the way, but Tae suddenly bites it and pulls on himself, causing the alpha to moan. The music is a little disturbing, but the ears clearly catch this sweet sound. The dick in jeans twitches with interest. The initiator of the kiss pulls away and sits down in his seat, taking the glass in his hand again. — This isn’t the first time you’ve kissed, is it? — The guy grins, taking another sip. — Who do you think I am? — Taehyung tilts his head slightly, propping his cheek with his fist. — Should I tell you honestly? — Alpha asks, gets a nod, and realizes that if he says or does anything else similar to this kiss, he won’t sleep tonight. — The one I want to sleep with tonight. Taehyung looks seriously into his eyes, noting that they are very beautiful. They are like quicksand. The mind is drowning, help will not arrive, and it is not needed at all. — You sound like you haven’t been fucked for ages, — he tells briefly, which makes the guy laugh. — And if so? Will you be the first after those ages? — The alpha approaches Tae’s ear again and suddenly wraps his lips around the lobe. Omega throws back his head, a ragged sigh escapes his lips. — What’s your name? — the guy asks. — Taehyung. What should I call you? — Taehyung asks, feeling himself standing quite firmly at the bottom.       - Today I have a name made up of moans, — alpha says sharply and grabs Kim’s hand and leads him somewhere. He opens the door in front of him into a room illuminated by erotic purple light. Dexterous fingers lock the door in a second, and their owner returns to his source of pleasure. The guy puts a hot palm on Tae’s neck and engages him in a wet kiss with vulgar smacking and an excess of saliva. The guy touches the corner of his lips with his tongue and gently moves to his cheek, smoothly descending it with his lips. Taehyung runs hand through his hair, ruining its neat styling. The buttons on omega’s striped shirt crackled sharply, allowing a path to his chest to be cleared. His lips wandered over his collarbones while hands gently crushed the skin, leaving nail marks on it. Taehyung let out a strangled groan when the alpha reached his stomach. Palms suddenly rested on Tae’s shoulders and pushed him onto the bed. The guy pounced on top and began to bite the sensitive spot, causing omega to have a whole burst of sounds coming from his mouth. The alpha stood up and cupped one of Taehyung’s nipples with his lips. His teeth crushed him sharply, and his hand suddenly touched his aroused penis, causing omega to breathe quickly. — You want this, don’t you? — The guy whispered sweetly and Taehyung pulled him to his body so that he would talk less. His hands slightly lowered his jeans, unbuttoning the button and Tae shuddered. The alpha’s tongue touched the delicate skin of her lower abdomen and traveled from her to her chest, leaving a vulgar trail of saliva. The guy pulled down Kim’s jeans and boxers, revealing to himself a view of the excited flesh. — Don’t worry, it won’t hurt, — the alpha said and touched it with his hand. Taehyung held his breath. The hand completely wrapped around the penis and moved down, then up. Omega’s back arched with pleasure. No alpha with whom Taehyung had sex had ever been able to jerk off like that. Tae stuck out his tongue and licked his shoulder, trying to provoke the alpha even more, but he was too busy doing things downstairs. Taehyung suddenly found himself flipped onto his stomach and pulled onto the edge of the bed. There was a sound of cloth sliding off the body. The alpha’s palm suddenly appeared in front of Tae’s face. — Lick them for me, be a good boy, — he asked, and Taehyung put his index finger in his mouth, then his middle finger, then his ring finger, until the guy took his hand away. Something wet touched the anus, and then a finger entered it, then the other three licked by Taehyung. When the stretching was complete, the alpha settled in and carefully entered. Taehyung arched and shuddered. Goosebumps ran through a body. The guy was moving in omega, touching sensitive organs. Tae’s hair rubbed against the soft bedclothes, electrifying and crackling. His mouth was gasping for air. The alpha’s body trembled and he came out. Taehyung buried his face in the mattress and closed his eyes. His hair was damp. Barely able to stand on wobbly legs, alpha got up from the floor and, putting Tae on the bed, lay down next to him, hugging him with one arm. — Good boy, — he whispered and kissed him on the temple.

flashback end

      Taehyung then thought it was a simple one-night stand, but when he felt unwell one morning and took a pregnancy test, he was thrown into a fever. He even wanted to have an abortion, but then he thought that his moms had wanted him to get pregnant for a long time and they said, that a child is always good. The only problem was that he didn’t know how to raise a little baby alone. But his mother said that when the child reaches the age of six, he will find his father on his own. It’s Hyunso’s birthday tomorrow. He’ll turn six and then he’ll be able to find that alpha. Now the boy is sitting in his room and drawing. Taehyung quietly walks in to him and sits down next to him, wanting to know what he’s drawing. It’s no secret that children can express their emotions through drawings. — What are you drawing? — looking over his son’s shoulder, he asks. — Our family, — Hyunso answers casually, without distracting himself from his task. Taehyung looks at the drawing. There is a boy painted on it in cute scrawls, most likely it is Hyunso, and some kind of muscular man with incomprehensible curls in the corner of his mouth. — Hyunso-ya, I’m not that muscular, — omega says, raising an eyebrow and looking at his hands. — And it’s not you. This is my father, — Hyunso says with a shrug and a smile. Taehyung feels like he’s just been struck by lightning. Of course, he wanted that alpha to be found, but he didn’t like the fact that his son would find him, and not himself. Tae didn’t want Hyunso to know that he got pregnant with him by accident. After all, he had been telling him all his childhood that children appear when alpha and omega love each other very much and that Hyunso would definitely find his omega. He tells and contradicts. — How did you know what he looked like? — Taehyung asks, trying to sound calm, but his voice trembles treacherously. — I dreamed about him. He also has this thing in his lip and in his eyebrows, as you said… pier… — the kid stammers, trying to remember the word.       —Piercing, — Taehyung says tonelessly. — Yes! Da-addy, why didn’t you tell me about him? — Hyunso asks and looks up. Not only was he born an alpha, but he is also a complete copy of that guy. Smile, grin, look, facial features — alpha from the club. It’s like someone put him in the printer, changing the age. — It’s too early for you to know about it. — Did you love each other very much? — Hyunso is smiling. — Mg. By the way, what day is tomorrow? — Have you forgotten? — the son pulls resentfully and Taehyung exhales with relief. It turned out to translate the topic. — It’s my birthday! — Oh, that’s right! Where do you want to go tomorrow? The boy thinks about it. At night, he dreamed about that alpha at the mall, so he decided to take a chance. — To the mall! — He exclaims enthusiastically and ruffles his hair. — Hmm, okay! So we’ll buy you a present there tomorrow? — Ye-eah!

next day

      — Dad, I’m thirsty! Let’s go in there! — Hyunso whines and points at the window of a large supermarket located directly opposite the store from which he and Taehyung just left. As soon as omega enters the supermarket, Hyunso releases his hand from his hand and is carried away somewhere into the labyrinths of the stands. — Well… was it possible without that, Kim Hyunso? — Taehyung screams and starts after his son. Hyunso runs past another booth and sees in the distance the same person as in his dream. He is wearing a black leather coat, a black turtleneck and black leather pants that shine in the light. He has boots on his feet, which are usually worn by people who love motorcycles and girls. His curly hair, which has grown over these five years, obediently lies on his shoulders, and his bangs climb into his eyes. Jungkook is already looking at the fifth can of coffee, trying to find the one that was given to him for his birthday a year ago. Suddenly, he feels his coat being pulled down easily and turns around, seeing a little boy in front of him. — Hey, are you lost? — Jeon asks, squatting down next to the boy. — No, but my dad is looking for me, — Hyunso replies, and Jungkook notices his resemblance to him. It’s like looking in a mirror, which changes your age. — What’s your name? You look a lot like me. — Kim Hyunso. And you’re my father, — Hyunso says, and Jungkook’s eyes snap open. — Father? — he asks, shocked. — Yes! Taehyung suddenly runs out from around the corner and, seeing his son, rushes towards him. — Hyunso! God, you really scared me! — omega squats down and hugs her son, kissing the top of his head. — Thanks for finding him, I would… The gift of speech is abruptly taken away. Taehyung looks at the slightly changed face and that night at the club flashes through his mind in a second. — Dad, look, it’s my father! I have founded him! — Hyunso cries out joyfully and Jungkook looks at him and then at Tae in shock. — So you… you got pregnant because of… me? — he asks, abruptly approaches him and hugs him, squeezing his body tightly. — I’m sorry. If I had known, I wouldn’t have left you. Jungkook takes Taehyung by the shoulders and forces him to look at himself. There are tears in omega’s eyes. If Jeon hadn’t left then, if he had given his phone number, then maybe raising Hyunso wouldn’t have been so difficult. — So what’s your name? — Taehyung asks. —Jeon Jungkook — Jungkook replies and hugs the guy to himself again. — You’re not going to leave us now, are you? — says Taehyung, barely restraining himself from crying. —No, — Jeon whispers, snuggling closer.