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The sun was soft now. Our tea was cold.
But I didn't move. Taehyung didn't move either.
We talked about simple things — flowers, the weather, colors we liked.
It wasn't deep.
It was just... calm.
I didn't know how much I needed that calm until I heard a sharp voice behind us.
"Enjoying yourself?"
Cold. Dangerous.
Every part of me went tight like a trap.
I turned around.
Jeon Jungkook was standing at the garden door, his jaw tight, coat thrown over one shoulder, eyes full of fire — like he wanted to burn the world.
Taehyung didn't even blink. "We were just talking."
Jungkook growled, "He was smiling at you."
Taehyung raised one eyebrow. "So?"
"So I know what that smile means," Jungkook said, voice low and threatening.
Oh?
I stood up slowly, like I didn't care at all, brushing off my sleeves like he was nothing.
"Careful, Your Majesty," I said sweetly, smiling. "You sound jealous."
"I don't get jealous," he snapped.
"Then why do you always get so loud for no reason?"
Taehyung stepped between us, sighing softly. "You two act like this bond is a playground game. I'm not a prize to fight over."
"No one is fighting for you," I said. The words came out sharper than I wanted.
Taehyung flinched.
Jungkook's eyes burned harder.
"Don't talk to him like that," Jungkook said, low and dangerous.
"You weren't saying anything when you shoved me yesterday," I shot back.
Taehyung raised his hands. "Stop! Both of you! Please."
But the air between us was thick now — heavy with tension and fire and something wild we couldn't name.
And I hated it — hated that I liked the way Jungkook looked when he was mad.
He stepped closer. His voice was a cold promise.
"Let me be clear. Talk to him all you want. But if I see you try to take what's mine—"
I leaned in, voice quiet but sharp as a knife.
"Then what? You'll divorce me?!"
Silence.
He didn't answer.
I didn't answer either.
Suddenly, Taehyung's voice cut through the silence, low and deadly serious:
"Maybe if you both stop acting like angry wolves fighting over a bone, we'd all survive this better."
I looked at Jungkook.
He looked at me.
And for a moment, the storm calmed — but only just.
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Possessive alpha Jungkook, unbothered Jimin, and Taehyung caught in the storm.
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Three Hearts, One Bond
FanfictionJeon Jungkook - the cold, ruthless Alpha King. Kim Taehyung - his sweet omega, already claimed. Park Jimin - the arrogant prince no one wanted in this bond... especially Jungkook. When an unwanted alliance forces them into a three-way bond, sparks d...
