Accidentally Yours

The palace was quiet now. The ceremonial lanterns had been extinguished, leaving the corridors bathed in pale moonlight.

Taehyung sat on the edge of his chamber bed, silk robes pooled around him, hands trembling in his lap. His reflection in the mirror looked foreign — eyes rimmed red, cheeks blotched from hours of silent crying.

The failed bond hung over him like a curse. He could still hear the murmurs from earlier, the whispered blame and speculation: He wasn’t ready. The Moon refused them. It’s an omen. Every word carved itself into his chest.

By midnight, the walls felt too tight. The air too heavy. He slipped out quietly, bare feet padding along the polished floor until cool grass greeted his toes.

He didn’t care about the guards, the rules, or the danger. All he could think of was that forest — and the phantom scent that had haunted him since his first heat. Warm, rich, addictive. Him.

Branches clawed at his sleeves as he ran, the night air sharp in his lungs. He searched without knowing where he was going, drawn by something deeper than reason.

Then, a sudden misstep — the earth crumbled beneath his foot. His heart lurched as the cliff edge gave way, and he braced for the fall.

But strong arms caught him.

The world narrowed to the thundering of his heartbeat as he clung instinctively to the figure holding him. He could feel the heat of that body through layers of cloth, the steady thrum of life beneath his palms.

It felt like home.

He dared to look up… and the world stopped.

It was him. The stranger. The one who had marked him in the shadows of the forest.

Breath hitched in Taehyung’s throat. “Y… you. Where were you? Why did you leave me there after marking me?” His voice cracked, a single tear slipping free.

The man’s gaze was deep, dark, holding galaxies Taehyung didn’t know he’d been searching for. And then Taehyung moved — closing the space between them, pressing his lips against the stranger’s.

The kiss was desperate, almost clumsy, but real. For a heartbeat, the man didn’t move. Then his hands slid to Taehyung’s waist, pulling him closer, pressing him back against the rough bark of a tree.

The air grew thick as the kiss turned urgent, messy, breaths mingling until they were both gasping.

“I told you it’s not safe for you here,” the man murmured when they broke apart, his forehead resting against Taehyung’s.

“I… I came to find you,” Taehyung admitted, voice trembling.

“Me? I’m not someone you should look for,” the man said, but there was something softer in his tone this time.

“You marked me and left. You didn’t even tell me your name.”

The stranger’s lips curved into the faintest smirk. “You want my name?”

Taehyung nodded, confusion and defiance warring in his eyes.

“Jungkook,” he said at last, the syllables cutting through the night like a promise.

Taehyung’s lips shaped the word — Jungkook — committing it to memory.

And before he could ask anything more, the man stepped back. One blink, and he was gone, swallowed by the shadows of the forest.

Leaving Taehyung standing at the cliff’s edge, heart pounding, clutching the sound of his name like it was the only thing keeping him upright.

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✨ Author’s Note ✨

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