#🌸 ┊ baeau .ᐟ

[jaexverse]

・   ʿʿ 🌸   ⌁   @baeau   ⋆  ❛  running with the wolves / werewolf verse !

cw/tw: pups sparring/fighting

CHILDREN’S LAUGHTER and the sound of sparring ring through the young Alpha’s ears, dark chocolate eyes locked on to the young pups training. Jimin stood coaching them, ending the spar if he deems it got too rough or they did good enough. Looking up his eyes catch sight of the long haired alpha off to the side, arms crossed over his chest as he observes the fighting between the young werewolves of the Crimson Moon Pack. 

“Alpha,” He’s greeting after a moment, tiny heads swiveling around to catch sight of the otherwise elusive leader of their pack. Excitement can be seen in their eyes, awe painted on their expression as the fairly large man steps forward to his main guard. His expression in stone, no emotion slipping from his carefully crafted mask he’d been wearing since he took over the pack—reigning with a strict hand but fairness and kindness. Nothing at all like the past Alpha.

“Jimin. What’s the report?” Jaesung's asking as soon as he makes it to the blonde’s side, the dark haired male glancing at the in-awe pups out of the corner of his eye. Noticing how they’d all ceased training, the elder male turns back to them, “Who told you to stop training because the Alpha is here? Get back to work,” He scolds, turning back to his close friend afterward and relaying the progress of each of the pups.

They’re children of all ages; down to the ages of seven and up, female and male. That’s another thing that had changed when the young Han took over; there’s now equality in gender. Males could work with the pack doctor, as previously they we’re ridiculed as it was a ‘female’s job’ and female’s could now be warriors in the pack. There were no set gender roles, women and men can do what they like without feeling looked down upon. And that’s how it should’ve been from the start, Jaesung thinks.

As Jimin is talking about one of the female pups, the loud voice of his Beta can be heard as he yells for the younger. Immediately Jaesung's heaving a sigh, body turning around to face the frantically running Kim Taehyung who only screeches to a halt when stood before the other two. Breathlessly, he’s bowing at the waist, lingering longer than usual to catch his breath before standing up straight and looking the raven haired male in the eyes. “Alpha,” he starts, sounding a little winded as he takes a couple deep breaths. 

“There’s a rumor going around that a member of the old Alpha’s family is in town.” He finally gets out. Jaesung's still for a moment, staring Taehyung down with hard, cold eyes before his eyebrow is raising and his jaw’s ticking in irritation.

“I see..”

[jaexverse]

╭ ⠀🌸⠀﹒⠀𝓙𝐈𝐀   ⌁  #sowk .ᐟ

cw/tw: insinuation of sickness

It felt like her world was crumbling apart, well, as if it weren't already. She was used to being in the back light of everything her sister/family was. The great king and queen of the north nation that dominated many rural cities with a beautiful daughter which many swooned for— completely ignoring the younger princess that felt she should be just as qualified as her sister.. but she was given the curse of a weak body not capable of 'bearing the next royal generation' or something to be 'proud' of. Everything lately just began as if it was getting worse and worse due to the start of her courting session a week or two ago. Many young men of different titles, if it be high or low, came to the castle to attempt their chances with her. Yet, somehow, all their conversations seemed to be about the castle or her older sister, leaving a bitter taste on her tongue. But, if any man even seemed to have a chance with her, the overbearing prince, Jaesung, was quick to shoo them away. It's not like it truly mattered anyways. She knew none of them cared for her in ways she needed. Today was yet another one of those parties— not one of courting, but a ball that invited a lot of neighboring nations for celebration of the upcoming spring season. As much as the blossom design was beautiful, she found herself sitting at her bedroom balcony. Her knees pressed to her chest, arms wrapped around her legs, and cheek leaning on top her knees to watch the setting sun. It was only more miserable that the one she truly seemed to love, who is engaged to her sister, is sitting beside her with his legs crossed in silence. She felt like crying. Worthless, really. She wanted to run away and his words only encouraged the few sniffles that have been lingering. She always hated how sweet he was to her. How his kindness always read to something more when she should know better. "I don't think you really get a say in that," she mumbles under her breath after a few beats. "You know my feelings for you, yet you choose to sit here and tease with me despite not returning them. You keep pushing courters away, but—" "Please, stop playing with my feelings, your majesty."

JAESUNG'S NOT even sure how this happened, really. Lately he found himself growing closer and closer to his fiancée’s younger sister; having even gone as far as seeking her out. He’d just finished a leisure ride on a horse when the Spring party had started, causing the Prince to retire to his room where maids dressed him to the nines in his Princely attire appropriate for a gathering. Once again, he’d been at the Bae castle a couple days ahead of the parties, as the Queen and King think its imperative that he and his to-be wife get to know one another.

But that hadn’t happened. Since Jia's courting ball where he interrupted any potential to-be husband and scared them off, he’d been spending a lot more time with her that his duties as future King had been brushed aside. Like now. He had been require to attend the spring ball, but instead he had wandered off and found the Princess sitting alone on her balcony. So, seeing that he made his way up to her room and joined her, sitting in the cool spring air with eyes closed as he listens to the rustling of the leaves while the sun sets upon the horizon. 

The music of the ball is nonexistent here, and while he’s at peace in her warm company he doesn’t realize the turmoil she’s going through when the topic turns to her courting balls. Why he had singled out himself saying he doesn’t deserve her, he doesn’t want to think about—but what he does know is that he loves her. Painfully so, to the point he’d run away with her if it calls for it. But he knows that’s nothing but a dream, the young Prince bound to his duties as the future ruler of his Kingdom and Jia being unfortunately sickly.

The relaxed state he’s in, however, shatters upon hearing the soft sniffles from the girl sitting next to him. Instantly, his deep blue eyes are flooded with concern as he turns his body more to face her. At her words he can’t help but swallow thickly, pushing a piece of his blonde hair behind his ear as he looks out at the moon high in the sky at this point. “I know...” He breathes out softly, well aware of the young Princess’ feelings for him, though he’d never told her he returns said feelings. “I’m not playing with you, I’m not teasing you,” He finally admits firmly, determined eyes flickering to the upset girl. “I like you—I love you, but I know I shouldn’t.”

[jaexverse]

・   ʿʿ 🌸   ⌁   @baeau   ⋆  ❛  strawberries & cigarettes / blind date verse !

THIS IS NOT how Jaesung would have thought he'd spend his day off.

He’s standing across from a quaint café, staring up at the clear blue sky with gentle winds trying to muss up his neat mint hair that he’s got tucked behind his ear. Dark brown eyes flicker over the clouds before gradually falling to rest on the building, shoulders rising and dropping with a heavy sigh. For a moment he contemplates getting back on his motorcycle—even going as far as turning his head to face the said ride—but he’s taking the first hesitant step to cross the road, eyes darting from left to right before he’s jogging over to stand in front of the fairly cute meeting place. He even goes as far as tugging his phone out of the pocket of his tight black ripped skinny jeans, and unlocking it to read the message his dear friend Hoseok sent him.

Why the young male is so iffy about this particular meeting is, to put it simply, he was set up on a blind date. He knew nothing about the woman, simply that she apparently is friends with someone Hoseok knows and the two ultimately set them both up on a blind date. He hadn’t agreed, of course. It was pushed on him by Hoseok and then Jimin, who tried his damn hardest to convince the male that he needed to get out on a date. And, okay, fair. He can see where his friends are coming from as currently his life only comprises work, and maybe the odd outing with his group of friends. He hasn’t seen a woman in… maybe years at this point, but he’s also not too fussed about getting into a relationship.

Locking the device in his hand, he’s pushing it back into his jeans and standing up straighter with a soft exhale while fixing his leather jacket. He stands there for a one more moment, staring off into the window of the café before finally moving his boot-clad feet to the front door, pushing it open and ignoring the looks he got as he entered. He really doesn’t quite fit the vibe of the cute place, all dark and leather and not… bright like his current surroundings. Why had his friends chosen this location again? He grumbles under his breath, gaze darting around to look for any woman who may be sitting alone but in the end comes up empty.

So, instead he finds the closest empty table and sits down on the chair, slightly leaning back before taking his phone back out of his pocket to give Jimin his oh-so-wanted update; letting him know she hasn’t arrived yet and currently (in his words) ‘looks like an idiot sitting in this ridiculous coffee shop’. All he gets in reply are words of reassurance, but he simply reads the messages before setting it face down on the table and crossing his arms, directing his gaze to the shop's front window—thankful he had managed to snag a window seat.

[jaexverse]

・   ʿʿ 🌸   ⌁   @baeau   ⋆  ❛  play with fire / serial killer verse !

tw/cw: jaesung is a serial killer; blood, murder, dead bodies, weapons, violence, harsh language, ect. (it's a serial killer au, anything you can think of that's bad is a tw warning lmao)

“PLEASE— L-Let me go-!” A females gasping, trembling voice begs. Blood covers her clothing and her face, courtesy of the male’s dead body lying before her. His eyes are wide; with fear or with surprised is unknown, but frankly, Jaesung doesn’t care. Killing that man was enough to cause him to go through an adrenaline rush. The blood on his skin causing his eyes to take on a crazy, sadistic glint as a mocking and malicious smile curls on her lips at the woman’s futile attempt to get him to break her free.

But, of course, that’s not about to happen.

Jaesung’s method of murder wasn’t exactly as fun or complicated as he was like. He’s merely using a knife, or, scratch that, two knives. He had been carrying around a switch blade with him and he’d used that to partly torture the now dead male but the killing blow really came from a knife pulled straight from the couples kitchen. And, of course, he’s no idiot. Before even breaking into his victims houses the young male had already had leather gloves covering his hands, effectively hiding any fingerprints from sight. After all.. It’s not his first rodeo.

For about a month now, he had been terrorizing one particular neighborhood. The confusion and mutters of worries as he walked by the people during the day did nothing but cause mirth to dance in his soul. Everyone was confused, extremely alert, and the serial killer in him fucking loved it.

“Let you go?” He scoffs, wiping the blood covering the shiny silver blade of the kitchen knife on the shirt of the woman's dead husband, or boyfriend, or whatever the fuck he was to her. “Why would I let you go and risk my freedom?” He muses out loud, which causes a loud sob to come from the woman as she realizes there truly is no way out for her. There’s no escape and she too, will end up like the mans cold, dead body before her and her to-be killer.

Jaesung stands up to his full height, dark eyes staring at the body cowering in the corner as she slowly stalks over to her—which only causes her to shake and tremble more violently as she gets more and more fearful. “Don’t you want to join your lover? It’d be a shame to be torn apart like that… especially from an outsider,” He chuckles darkly, the woman's cries getting louder and for a second he gets worried about the sound. He knows her neighborhood has been on high alert with police patrolling the area. “Shut the fuck up, bitch.” He hisses as he walks over to her quicker, roughly grabbing her chin and holding the sharp blade to her neck while he glares into her eyes.

“You’re being too loud!” He growls darkly, allowing himself to put pressure on the knife as he watches droplets of blood trail down the porcelain skin of her neck with sick amusement. But then comes the sound a sirens, and his head is snapping up to look towards the nearest window to him and his victim. “Fuck!” He exclaims under his breath, head snapping back to the woman as rage glows in his eyes. “Do you see what you fucking did you loud mouthed bitch?” He asks scarily calm, and the woman's eyes grow wider in panic as she registers just what's coming her way.

Then, without another word, the knife is cutting through her neck and a river of blood is flowing out of the opened wound onto her clothing. But he doesn’t stop there. With anger coursing through his veins, he’s stabbing her in her chest and stomach over, and over, and over again. Ideally he would’ve taken his time, but now it seems… he’s on a time crunch.

Seconds before the police is barging into the home of the couple, he’s booking it out the door. But he hadn’t escaped. Right behind him is police with guns, running and yelling after him and the young male is frantically looking around. He’s taking sharp turns, speeding up while running, and hiding when needed while also avoiding any bullets fired his way. Panting harshly behind his mask, Jaesung’s glancing over his shoulder to see he’d managed to gain a lot on the cops behind him. So, taking advantage of it’s he’s running into the first house he sees.

The young male leans against the door once he slams it behind him, panting heavily as he rests the back of his head back on the door while swallowing. For once, he’s thankful that he’s fucking smart and had worn black clothing, gloves and a mask to hide his identity and anything identifying.

But he’s not done yet.

Upon lifting his head, he’s spotting a woman starting at him and he can’t help the annoyed grunt that follows as he stares back at her with a near glare.

[jaexverse]

・   ʿʿ 🌸   ⌁   @baeau   ⋆  ❛  #sowk

JEALOUS, FIERCLY PROTECTIVE & TERRITORIAL PROMPTS

CLASSICAL MUSIC plays throughout the ballroom, and everywhere he looks all he sees is men. Young, eligible, powerful men looking to be betrothed to the youngest Princess of the King and Queen despite her being quite sickly. That fact alone is enough to annoy the eldest son of King and Queen Han.

He’s not supposed to be. His Fiancée is off in a corner talking to some of the few ladies who occupy the ballroom, hanging off a man’s arm which the Prince guessing was invited by her parents. He’s not supposed to be irritated as she talks and is proposed to dance, but he is regardless. The Princess is pretty, small and soft-looking and he found over the time of learning her existence his heart had grown fond and soft for the young maiden. 

Inhaling sharply at a considerably more handsome male approaches her, he’s threading his hand through his thick blonde hair. It takes much effort to stop himself from storming over there and tugging her away from the party that was, obviously, meant for her.

It appears the King and Queen has decided she was old enough that she looks for a husband, and of course, Jaesung being engaged to her elder sister was not in the running. Hell, he was only present currently for that very fact. As he’s shooting daggers at the two, two arms wound around his and blue eyes shift to rest on the face of the woman he’d been promised to since birth. She’s pretty too, but in his opinion, not as pretty as her younger sister—harsh but he can’t help who his heart yearns for. Sighing, he pulls his arm from her gently before turning his gaze back to the couple.

He’s touching her shoulder, sliding down her arm and his blood boils. So, before he knew it the normally gentle, soft-spoken Prince is storming over to the two. “Did she say you could touch her? She looks quite put-off,” He says, voice coming out deeper and harsher as he balls his hands into a fists. The young man is startled, hands flying away from her body and spinning to face the well-known Prince. “P-Prince Han-!” He's stuttering as baby-blue eyes narrow at him, jaw clenched as he inhales and exhales the possessive feeling in his gut. “Get lost.” He finally says lowly, watching as the cowardly male runs off with his tail in between his legs before turning to face the young Princess. As soon as he does his expression is softening, blue orbs swimming in concern and warmth. “Princess... Are you okay?”

[jaexverse]

・   ʿʿ 🌸   ⌁   @baeau   ⋆  ❛  #yd&b

JEALOUS, FIERCLY PROTECTIVE & TERRITORIAL PROMPTS

ENDLESS PAIRS OF EYES follow Jaesung as he walks down the hall of the University, the basketball captain’s expression blank as he pays them no mind. Next to him is his friends, chatting away and one comment they make brings his gaze up to them. He’s void of any school supplies, simply wearing a red hoodie and some ripped jeans. There was no thought of heading to class, he already knew from the start it was gonna be another skip-day but he found himself walking down the bustling and crowded halls anyway. 

He won’t admit it, but the only reason he agreed to join his friends was in a hope to catch sight of the cheerleader he was getting quite... friendly with.

Jaesung's eager as his eyes flicker through faces of his peers, a feeling he can’t describe filling him as he soon lies his eyes on the woman he had been seeking. She’s again with her friends, chatting and laughing and he finds himself turning towards his own to dismiss himself. But as he does he’s catching sight of her ‘boyfriend’ making his way to her and without a word he’s walking away from his group as Taehyung calls after him. But he’s a man on a mission.

His steps are determined, purposeful as he strides to her. Thankfully it appeared she was just about to dismiss herself as she pulls away from the group, and as he’s walking by he’s obviously—and making sure to make a show of it too—grabbing her hand and bumping shoulders with the male who has been approaching her. He’s slipping a smirk over his shoulder at the man, his fingers intertwine with hers softly; gentle as he tugs her along as she seems to stutter in her step from what he assumes in surprise. He’s rarely shown any affection in public, but the thought of her so-called boyfriend doing what he’s doing irks him to no end. So, instead he’s quietly walking her with the intention of dropping her off where ever she was headed.

He hopes his intention was clear, even if he doesn’t exactly want to admit it. But she’s his—regardless if she has a boyfriend and he’ll be damned if he sits back and lets that douche of a boyfriend of hers do what he could be doing. Finally, he’s speaking up, fingers tightening firmer around her in case she comes to her senses and tries to pull away. “Where are you headed?” is all he asks, dark eyes pinned on her for a couple moments before looking ahead of them again.

[jaexverse]

・   ʿʿ 🌸   ⌁   @baeau   ⋆  ❛  #rwtw 

JEALOUS, FIERCLY PROTECTIVE & TERRITORIAL PROMPTS

NEVER IN HIS LIFE had Jaesung thought he’d end up in this position, much less when it had occurred because of a girl.

He didn’t ever think he’d be this bothered. But when he saw one of the unmated males of his pack blatantly flirting with her he blew his cap. He’d been off as Hoseok reported to him about rogues lingering around the border of his pack—but he’s distracted. His eyes are glued to his mate whom was talking to his hyung’s mates, but then a male approached her. Instantly there’s this spike of anger and without realizing he’s dashing away from the older male to break them apart. It started with shouting, and the other guy provoked him quite a bit which made the normally stone-faced cool and collected Alpha snap and throw the first punch.

It’s like every other noise and sight blurred into nothing, his eyes shinning a dark crimson with anger. His jaws clenched, ticking in irritation as his chest heaved his heavy breaths. A deep growl has rumbled from his chest and next thing he knew a full-blown fight broke out with the two, and he had to be ripped apart from him by his hyungs. Even then he’s still fighting to get free, sight painted in red and bloodlust swimming in his veins. He wants him dead.

Eventually, they got the Alpha to calm down when he gaze had caught sight of Jia off to the side. His face softened, eyes losing the harsh color to give way for warm brown. But the damage had been done. There’s a cut on his lip, blood trickling down from his nose. Though he was injured, the fight wasn’t even close to being even between the two. She walks away and he’s following her without a word, hand threading through his hair as he walks into their house and follows her into the bedroom.

She’s then telling him to sit, and once again he’s following her words like a puppy to his owner. “Pup-” He’s managing to get out when she’s off collecting a cloth and what she needs to treat him. “Baby?” He’s trying again, making his voice softer and sweeter as he tries to capture her attention.

[jaexverse]

・   ʿʿ 🌸   ⌁   @baeau   ⋆  ❛  young, dumb & broke / university verse !

cw/tw: insinuation of rumors (he sleeps around), incident refers to an unwanted kiss

IT'S A SLIGHTLY CLOUDY DAY, a break from the rain giving way for the sun to peek through and shine down upon the city. Jaesung’s currently just getting out of his morning shift at the Universities café, still clad in his uniform as he pulls the keys to his car. He’s only got about half an hour to shower and change for his afternoon classes. Though he’s pausing in his step when the recurring thought to skip out on class occurs, but he shakes it off and continues the short trek to the parking lot. Unlocking his car, he’s slipping into the driver's seat and tossing his phone onto the passenger seat before starting off the car and driving off to the Alpha Sigma Phi fraternity. 

Upon arriving he’s turning off the car and getting out, entering the frat and jogging up to his room where he strips down from his work uniform and hops into the shower as he was unable to get one before he had to get ready for work. Maybe 10 minutes later the door to the bathroom is opening and he’s stepping into his bedroom, dropping his towel and getting dressed for the day in a simple black t shirt, black skinny jeans and topped off with black boots and a leather jacket with a design on the back. Reaching over by his desk he snatches his (barely used) book bag and he’s off again. 

This time he arrives at the front of the campus; ignoring the looks, stares and whispers aimed at him as he walks over to the bright pink hair he recognizes as his best friend Jimin. Clearwater Universities common area is bustling with students, some sitting down on the grass with friends or a book and others grouped in a circle standing off to the side as some walk by. Arching an eyebrow he’s reaching out and grabbing ahold of the handle of his bookbag, tugging it back and startling the older but smaller male which makes his break into a smile with a laugh bubbling past his lips. “Hey,” He greets, getting a smack in return that he blocks with his hands. The three boys are soon thrown into conversation, the women around them trying to get one of their attention brushed off or in the case of the other two dismissed gently by telling them they’d talk to them later. Not Jaesung.

You see, since the incident last year he hasn’t willingly entertained any women and when he does it’s simple conversation that he keeps short. But still, the rumors about him only keep growing. So, in an effort to save himself from that contact with girls has become minimal but sometimes it’s impossible.

“I’m surprised you’re attending your class,” Taehyung pipes up after a moment and Jaesung's eyes flicker to him before heaving a sigh and rolling his eyes. “Have to attend sometimes so my marks don’t drop—the bullshit with the team and all.” He answers, getting an “Ohhh,” and a nod from the other two. His eyes wander to the other side of the field, seeing some of the cheer girls sitting down on the grass and he can’t help but excuse himself and walk over to the ladies when he spots his quote unquote ‘enemy’—possibly the only girl he entertains and that’s because he likes picking on her and making her mad (though he refuses to look closer on that).

[jaexverse]

╭ ⠀🌸⠀﹒⠀𝓙𝐈𝐀   ⌁  #sl .ᐟ

 cw/tw: sexual content, swearing.

"Jealous? Am I je— You didn't just.." Today's camp mission entailed paired games of trust, alike to tug-a-rope and more. It excited her incredibly because she already was prepared to jump on the man she's been glued to the past few weeks.. until the coaches were announcing the pairs on their own. Of course, Jaesung just had to be paired with one of the prettier girls and Jia given a quiet girl. She knew the girl he was paired with would be up to no good, forcing her mind to already cloud with horrible thoughts and slight glares. The camper did prove her correct, too. The entire time she'd be sitting far too closely to him, grabbing at his bicep, pressing up against him, even bending over in front of him. Oh, she was losing it. The entire camp could probably see the dark cloud forming over her head if it were possible. It didn't exactly help that he was friendly.. a little too friendly. He didn't really nudge her away, tell her no, instead he was smiling and making jokes with her— that's probably what angered her the most. How could he have finished between her legs and leave her leaking with his mess still then go smile at another girl? It made her feel incredibly dumb, believing that he most likely has been seeing other girls at the camp and Jia was simply an easy fuck because she was so willing. And, eventually, she couldn't handle watching it anymore. She ended up storming off away from her partner to find the closest bathroom cabin to hide herself in—but, he just had to follow behind her, where she ignored his calls until he asked that stupid question that only frustrated her more. "You literally fucked me in your bunker this morning and you're asking me if I'm jealous?" she questions, the door nearly slamming behind him as he brought their distance closer. Jia couldn't look at him. No, she was busying herself by running her fingers through her hair and finding something to fidget her hands with like the sink water. It— it didn't last long. Her negative emotions piled up the more she permitted her thoughts to go over what she had just seen between him and another camper. So, obviously, her mouth got the best of her. "She- She was bending over for you and touching your arm, even basically sitting on your lap— and you were— you were practically fucking drooling over her. Why don't you go and fuck her in your bed instead if you enjoyed her attention so god damn much?" "You're such an asshole, I—" The words came out before she could properly think about it, hands shaking off the water to dry at her hands with the paper towel before attempting to push past him to the door.

IT'S ONLY BEEN a couple weeks since the Summer Camp has open and young campers from the single digits to teens had taken over the place. Jaesung in particular usually was one of the Counsellors who dealt with kids elementary to middle school ages. Therefore, he was a little confused when his boss had gathered all of the Counsellors together. Turns out they’re doing a team-building exercise. Apparently, they’d be unsatisfied with how some of his peers had been working together.

When he heard that he couldn’t help but wonder if he was one of the people they’d been unsatisfied with; knowing in the beginning he and Jia had this competitive streak going that was quite childish. Somehow that childish streak changed into him sleeping with her, unknowingly to her losing his virginity to her and finding this endless need and desire for her. She makes him nervous, heart racing in his chest when he’s near her.

Thus, he was actually relieved when his boss paired him with another female Counsellor, knowing had he been paired with Jia that he’d end up nervous and fumbling—quite possibly failing the missions given to him because of the massive crush he had building up for her. He could deal with the uncomfortable flirting his partner put him through, joking and laughing with her while keeping a stubborn smile on his face to not reveal the unease she’s making him feel. But he’s competitive, so he never noticed Jia's glare towards her as he focuses on completing the exercises perfectly. The girl, whom he doesn’t even know the name of, was way too touchy and while he wouldn’t immediately brush her off he’d make an excuse and pull himself from her or move away a couple beats later.

During so, his gaze has constantly been flickering over to the pair of females wondering what she’s thinking and can’t help but think she looks so good completing the missions. Hopefully she’s not overthinking it.. should he be pushing her away? But he didn’t want to be rude. Jaesung was put in a tough situation, the silent and unspoken rule being they’re spoken for but he doesn’t really know how she feels about him. Nonetheless, he doesn’t want his partner to get the wrong idea. But before he can turn to make excuses and tell her that he’s ‘got a girlfriend’, Jia's already storming off and he’s running his hand through his strawberry blonde hair out of stress before running after her.

“Wait, are you jealous?” He had uttered in slight shock and amusement, wincing after it slipped out and watching as she reacted quite negatively. Quietly, Jaesung's watching the girl as she fiddles with whatever she can get her hands on; her hair, the water, the taps. Though he’s pausing behind her as she curses at him, eyebrow arching as he narrows his eyes down at her. “Asshole? I’m an asshole?” He repeats after her slowly, pushing her back towards the sink when she tries to escape; hands moving to rest on the countertop of the sink, his arms effectively pinning her between him and the sink.

“You’re right, I did fuck you in my cabin this morning. And plenty of times before that, right? So why, oh why, are you getting jealous over something I’m clearly not interested in when all I can think about is burying myself into you again?” He mumbles into her ear, staring down at her through lowered eyelashes as he pushes his body against hers. “Drooling? You must’ve been mistaken me looking at you for her, sunshine.”

[jaexverse]

╭ ⠀🌸⠀﹒⠀𝓙𝐈𝐀   ⌁  #yd&b .ᐟ

 cw/tw: drinking /alcohol, mentions of sex, mentions of drug usage

She could feel the thumping bass of the music vibrating through her body, creating a pulsing energy that fills the room. The air is thick with the smell of sweat, alcohol, and perfume, mingling together in a familiar combination. Jia wasn't in the best state of mind from the vodka staining her veins— but she still felt she had the right to be as angry as she currently was, bubbling her drink through the straw as if it'd represent her feelings tipping over. He had invited her, yes her, to this dumb party. She didn't know why she willingly decided to come with someone the school titles as the campus fuckboy, but their previous time together on this very couch encouraged her to simply ride the wave (or was it because of her temporary break from her boyfriend?). The worst part is that girls consistently kept dragging him away or sticking themselves quite literally in between them, and that's what she sat here fuming about beside him. "Shouldn't you be focused on me?" the cheerleader finally spits out when she gets the opportunity to be without another between them. "You invited me, so wouldn't it only make sense to be here.. with me?" "These girls keep coming over to you and you've hardly said anything to me." It's not that she was jealous.. she thinks so at least. She more so craved the attention to distract from the miserable things going on from her life, to which he has in the past assisted her with unknowingly after a truth or dare game. She should be mad at his comment. How he shut her down and instead asked for the most likely fuckboy thing there is to ask, but it didn't make her mad. She only looked over at him as her fingers trailed along her naked thigh in attempt to bring her attention back to him. "How can I kiss you without another girl coming over for your attention, Mr. Captain?"

JIMIN HAS decided to throw a party.

And while originally, Jaesung didn’t want to attend—he knew he was required to with the location being their frat and him being quite popular on campus. He was expected to be there, and thus he had no choice; Taehyung would drag him out of his room and down the stairs to the party regardless. The only thing he could do to make it better was to invite the cheerleader he had messed around with, perhaps she could give him some company.

Or, that was how he was expecting it to go when he decided to go up to her and invite her personally to the Alpha Sigma Phi Party. However, it did not go at all as he had assumed and expected.

The party was loud with club-like music filtering through the fraternity, bass vibrating the bodies that dance on the floor. Alcohol being drank, people getting high in the corner with varying drugs and bodies getting sweaty as people pack in the room like sardines. There’s couples here or there basically having sex on the sofa and Jaesung turns his gaze away from them only to spot a familiar figure come through the door.

Jia had shown up. That in itself was quite the surprise for the basketball captain, but he doesn’t get to have a single moment with her longer than a minute or two. Girls kept coming up to him, pushing themselves between the pair had Jaesung sidled up to close to Jia or pulling him away without him having a chance to decline or pull away. Each and every encounter ended with the girl either trying to flirt and seduce him, or unwantedly touching him that made the young male back away with them upon realizing what they were doing.

Frustrated was an understatement. When finally he and the Cheerleader had a time alone, girls kept staring and he told her to ignore them and kiss him—which he never would admit but he had uttered it in hope she’d take some claim over him. Out of the corner of his eye he spots the movement of her finger against her bare thigh, and he slowly turns his attention to it before looking up at the girl while running his tongue over his bottom lip. “But I’m here now,” He shoots back at her, not letting her know the annoyance the interruptions had been causing.

“They’re not important, I haven’t touched them and I told you to ignore them. So, then..” He trails off, putting an arm behind her on the couch as he leans in closer to where his lips brush the shell of her ear. “Show them who can touch me, who I belong to, Ms. Cheerleader.” There’s an amuse lilt to his voice as he teases her, free hand moving to caress his fingers over her forearm—uncaring of who’s watching them.

[jaexverse]

╭ ⠀🌸⠀﹒⠀𝓙𝐈𝐀   ⌁  #rwtw .ᐟ

cw/tw:  harrassment, mentions of violence, mention of stalking (there’s none)

He's similar to that of a lost puppy dog— an extremely handsome one. Ever since she's met him nearly a month ago, he's been trailing after her occasionally. If it be the odd meetings in the woods or him lingering around her store with notable excuses she's long picked up on. But, she secretly adored his company despite that. It seems whenever he's in her vicinity that she typically feels the most at ease; and that's something she finds herself giggling at when she's peeking at him, leaning over the front counter with whatever has occupied him as she's restocking the shelves on the other side of the store. Her oogling this time, though, was interrupted by another man that frequented her shop. It had her looking up and away from Jaesung to see the familiar features with an internal groan. She tuned him out along with all the odd flirting he'd shoot her way. The only thing she heard was- "What has you giggling so cutely? Did you miss me that much?" Her eyes rolled, he must've just walked in. Jia attempted to squeeze away from, but the man decided to use his hand on one of the shelves to divide her from the only thing she found safe in the shop, and ultimately trapping her between his body and the bookshelf behind her. Her heart rate was increasing out of fear of the much taller figure keeping her in place. She didn't know what to do besides remain still and look down at her shoes. Then she heard him— or she thought she did. She couldn't tell if she was imagining things or if he spoke, she simply knew that his voice rung in her head and she's quickly nodding in hopes to have that sweet smell of cinnamon he always carries to envelop her instead.

JAESUNG FEELS like a stalker. But he can’t help it—the newly discovered mate bond he shares with the new woman in town drives him to be close to her as much as possible. If not physically with little brushes of his hand over her skin or mistakenly setting his hand down on hers as he joins her at the counter of her shop, then to just be within her proximity so he can drown in the sweet smell of caramel-vanilla. None of which was a coincidence nor an accident.

He has to wonder how she’s not freaked out by their constant meet ups, with him running to find her when he scent had grown closer to the woods, or tracking her downtown where she’d be holed up in her family’s shop. He’s beginning to run out of excuses. How many time can one say they were ‘just in town’ or ‘decided to come and say hi’ or ‘i was just on a walk and happened to pass by’ without it eventually sounding suspicious. Hell, it probably already sounds suspicious especially with how long he’d sit with a book open on the counter as he takes in her warmth, scent and the familiarity of her.

Like today; it was another day of him visiting her bookshop, he’s sitting at the counter and tucking a stray lock of his long hair behind his ear as he reads the book that’s open and resting on the counter. He hadn’t noticed Jia's glances at him, nor her giggles as he absorbs himself in the fictional tale before him. The only time he looks up is when another, albeit more revolting scent fills his nose. Jaesung's head is snapping to the door, fist tightening as he stares down the male who’s harassing his mate. It’s extremely hard for the Alpha to sit still, swallowing harshly as he has to physically stop himself from standing up and punching the man out cold.

He’s trapping her, her hearts racing in fear and he knows his eyes had turned a brilliant scarlet in rage. Still, he keeps himself planted as he tightens his jaw and attempts to mind-link her.  "Is he making you uncomfortable? I can do something about it." He hadn’t been expecting her to receive it, but with her fast nod he’s up in a flash. Muscles flexing and tightening as he tears the man away from her, making sure the red in his eyes had disappeared to not be found out. “Can you not fucking tell she doesn’t want you near her? Get lost before I break your hand.” He’s growling deeply, seething in anger.

[jaexverse]

╭ ⠀🌸⠀﹒⠀𝓙𝐈𝐀   ⌁  #yd&b .ᐟ

"I'm just reading off the paper," she remarks to him, silently scoffing. They've hardly known each other for more than a year or two, yet simply seeing his face across from her makes her fidget in her seat. Especially when he leans back in his own, pushing his legs further underneath the table and brushing against her thigh. She can feel her face flush slightly at the small touch, but she doesn't move away. "Do people still make bucket lists?" the girl questions, somewhat puzzled. She had to think about it for a second as she looked over the small table between them, the top being scattered with their assignment papers. "I guess I'd like to try that spring retreat everyone talks about every year." "What about you?"

JAESUNG KNOWS she’s simply trying to do their assignment, but honestly he couldn’t really give a fuck about it. It was unintended, but when he stretched his long legs out they brush against her and he almost freezes but plays it cool. However, he’s tilting his head at her reaction and mentally noting down how she doesn’t move away from his touch—which only serves to intrigue the basketball captain.

“Not like an actual bucket list though I’m sure there’s still people out there, but most make a mental list in their head,” He answers at her confused question, dark eyes pinned to the girl as she thinks over his question. “Spring retreat?” He’s echoing when she finally answers him, thinking to himself that yeah honestly that does sound fun. But then he’s caught off guard when she asks him for his answer, pausing and thinking about it as his teeth plays with his lip ring.

“See my friends off-campus more I guess.. there’s some older ones that I haven’t talked to in a while.” He answers after a couple beats, being honest when he says he misses them—Seokjin in particular as he’s that one person he goes to to talk about everything.

[jaexverse]

╭ ⠀🌸⠀﹒⠀𝓙𝐈𝐀   ⌁  #rwtw .ᐟ

cw/tw: mention of death, mention of murder

The skies were beginning to canvas in a deep, brooding grey, a blanket of ominous clouds gathering along the treetops. Then the first crack of thunder rumbled through her, causing a flinch. The noise alone forced her heart rate to escalate in fear. She hadn't expected such a sudden booming noise to bring her back to full consciousness and away from the sweet delicacy of his voice tone. She was far too absorbed in everything that entailed him, and she didn't take notice of the weather around them. It entailed both comfort and unease. While she did find peace in light showers, the sounds were a phobia for her. Since a young age, she found herself easily taken aback by new noises or louder areas. She always had to hide herself in quiet spaces to be able to think properly, which encouraged the girl to grow up utilizing her need to be alone. Over time, it eventually developed into a fear that didn't make logical sense. Sound? She's scared of sounds? Jia's never heard of anyone being scared of one of their basic senses. However, it was never anything she'd willingly admit out loud due to the embarrassment. She simply deemed it one of her more specific fears, like thunder. Thus, naturally, her body leaned closer to the safest thing that came to mind: him. He was oozing with warmth and everything under the umbrella of ease. It was only a simple reaction to slide herself to the side until their legs were touching, just to feel the tingle he sent through her. Every time there was another beat of thunder, her heart would escalate, but afterward, his scent and their slight touch would flood her senses, which made her breathing slow down. Another thing she'd never admit — this random stranger was able to calm her in ways no one had. "Han.." she paused to let his name sink in, enjoying the feeling it leaves on her tongue. Those few syllables repeated itself in her mind like a euphoric plague if that's a thing. "..Jaesung." Oh, did that feel nice. It felt like everything that she didn't know she needed stemmed from that one name. As if all those previous worries, stress, even the recent death of her father, nearly dissipated at the sound of his name. A warm tingle is spreading through her body in forms of tiny shakes at the feeling. She's quickly growing obsessed with the man beside her in such little time they've been in each other's presence. It has become something she can't seem to get enough of. "Jaesung," she's repeating once again. It took her a lot longer to properly respond to him due to the background thunder bringing bright streaks of white to the sky, and her running thoughts that consisted of nothing but tinges of cinnamon and spearmint. Obviously, he could be lying about his name — he is a stranger after all. He could be the one that ends her life or causes insane amounts trauma.. but, the emotions running through her skipped faster than any logical thinking. "Jia. My name's Bae Jia." Those flowers truly are doing something to her.

BEING COMPLETELY and utterly enraptured with the sweet scent that envelopes his senses and the realization dawning on him made him entirely unaware of the looming storm coming their way and the darkening of the sky. Well, that was until the first of the thunder rumbles and captures the werewolves attention as his gaze darts up to the tree canopy. As a result he’s muttering a curse under his breath, hoping Hoseok had either found shelter or ran back to their pack. Sighing, his gaze is flickering back to the woman next to him as his sensitive hearing picks up on the spike in her heart rate.

Ah.. she must be one of the humans with a fear of storms, he’s musing to himself. Dark eyes watch he carefully, and is momentarily stunned when she shuffles closer to him. Sure, he now knows there’s something that runs deeper between him and this human—the Moon Goddess has made it as such—but there’s no way she’d possibly be able to know that. Perhaps she’s simply attracted to him? After all he knows he’s not a bad-looking dude, unmated females of his pack often try their luck with him since they knew the 23 year old has yet to find his Luna.

Jaesung's nibbling on his lip, nervous as he warmth and scent is even closer to him now, wrapping around him like a warm blanket on a cold winter night. But he’s also confused. As a werewolf he’s very in-tune with all of his senses and as such he can hear how the human is feeling via things a normal human should not be able to hear; her breathing, the spike in her heart rate after each loud boom in the sky. But her—seconds after her heart rate rises in fear, she’s calming down again and with little knowledge he has about humans he knows they don’t just get over it that quickly.

He almost missed it, too absorbed in her warmth and the odd reaction of her body. But then his heart is skipping a beat when she first utters his name, causing him to look at her with big doe eyes almost in curiosity. It felt good hearing his name rolling off her tongue. His heart raced and filled with warmth all at once with each syllable she says, ghost of a smile curling on his lips as he watches her keep saying it. The only reaction he offers to her sounding out his name is a soft hum, hand reaching forward to run his hands through the gentle waters of the babbling river in front of them.

Then he’s freezing; muscles tensing and jaw tightening as calm doe eyes widen in shock darting to her. His heart is skipping for a different reason now, this one not as much of a good reason. Surely Bae is a common surname right? There’s no way she can be the person whom is related to the old quack he killed. She can’t be. He physically can’t allow himself to think she is because this opens up to even more complications. No. It’s not her, there’s no way.

“B-Bae.. Jia?” He slowly repeats her after a couple moments, swallowing harshly as he sits back up. His mask is on now, one of calmness while there’s a storm ranging in his heart and head. “Nice to meet you.. Your name is really pretty. But, shouldn’t you be getting home?” He mutters, gesturing vaguely to the surrounding area.

If she truly is the old Alpha’s descendant, fate is fucking with him. Not only is she human, but she’s his old enemies family.

[jaexverse]

╭ ⠀🌸⠀﹒⠀𝓙𝐈𝐀   ⌁  #rwtw .ᐟ

cw/tw: mentions of bullying, insinuating death

Jia's always been the type to be quite iron-hearted. The ones that can be quick in retaliations, rude comments, seemingly aloof— yeah, that stereotype. She's strongly independent and typically tries to take care of herself even if she knows very well she could use some assistance.. It didn't help that the one person she trusted had passed for unknowingly reasons; leaving her on her lonesome with nobody but the plants and books in her new store. Honestly, though, she felt as if that's all she really needed since humans can be annoying or too talkative. Yet, here she was, struck speechless by some random man in the woods that smells so delicious it has her drooling delirious mentally. The way she wanted nothing but to consume every bit of his aroma, to nestle herself until she becomes absorbed by it and to stay there for months on end. It all has her body shivering in the slightest by the need to be touched by him; but at the same time she felt like running away to the opposite ends of the forest as far as she could get. Something inside of her was tugging incredibly harsh in his direction— painfully, as if it's screeching at her to do something. Whatever it is causing a few coughs from her dry throat. "What if I am new?" she's speaking quieter now. "I may be new but it seems everyone in town already knows me." She wasn't sure who he was or where he came from. The only thing she knew is that she felt at ease in his presence. That having him around would lead to her safety no matter what the danger could be.. and maybe that's all she really needed to make the dumb choices she is. "Why don't you come sit by me? Maybe you'll be lucky enough to be my first friend," an obvious tease. The man didn't really say much, but he did as she had requested by planting himself on the patch of grass right beside her, causing her to look at him with a brighter smile. The proof of just how comfortable she feels in the moment is proven even more at her realization of her eye color. Her father had always spoke of even more myths at how those born with purple eyes are of an extinct existence, the representation being that of those with pure hearts. She always found it dumb— especially with the bullying and teasing that followed to the point she always wore colored contacts.. besides now. "What's your name?"

AT THIS RATE the fast, distressed pacing and now whimpering in his head is either going to give him a headache or drive him crazy. It’s getting harder and harder for him to focus, the Alpha in him bothered by something but he’s not sure what. Swallowing again he tries to push the large black wolf to the back of his mind and focus on the human before him—though he’s not even sure why he wants to do that either when really he should be continuing his trek to town to find the so-called Bae family member to ensure they don’t encroach on his land.

It’s an odd feeling; being caught between the sweet, calming scent of caramel drowning him in its essence and the worrying feeling swimming deep within him for the normally calm and relaxed Alpha who just can’t seem to calm down. And to be frank it’s kind of irritating. Because all he wants to do is take in the sweet scent—and with that thought the urge to bury his nose in her neck hits him hard and makes him inhale deeply which in itself was a mistake when he gets a big whiff of her scent that makes him almost feel drunk.

There’s a tug, and then the howling starts and Jaesung can’t just sit by and let this go on anymore. He’s zoning out for a moment, connecting to his wolf and trying to calm him down but it’s a futile attempt. The pacing, whimpers and howling keep going on and brings a dull ache to his temples. He’s about to snap when he hears her soft voice again, blinking a couple times as he peers at her.

“It’s a small town.. everybody knows everybody,” He mutters in reply to her question, eyes taking her in features subconsciously until she’s speaking in a tease. His lips are pressed together, but he finds his body moving and doing what she said even if he knows he could really get going. Getting comfy on the ground his gaze flickers to her and sees her soft smile, and the pretty color of her eyes closer that seem to bewitch him. And then it happens.

There’s another loud howl as his wolf runs laps in his head, seemingly trying to get to something. It’s followed by a harsh tug that almost makes him wince and then.. “MATE!”

Jaesung's heart is dropping, dark eyes widening as he looks away from her quickly. She’s his mate? A human is his mate? That’s a bit of an issue. A human mate isn’t rare but they’re complicated; they almost always fear the wolf and it takes ages to get them used to them, and then comes the transforming bit. He’s almost bringing his hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose at the new information. Of course his luck would give him a human mate.

“Han… Jaesung,” He finally answers softly after a few beats as his wolf calms down now that he knows, but keeps whining about something he’s not sure about. His eyes are looking out at the water, processing what he learnt before glancing at her next to him. Her? She’s his soulmate?

[jaexverse]

╭ ⠀🌸⠀﹒⠀𝓙𝐈𝐀   ⌁  #rwtw .ᐟ

It's as if by mere miracle— or destiny (as most would say)— she's discovered a flower her father long told her tales of. The delicate green stem tainted darker near the ends, a beautiful flower with nine petals that begin white then slowly dye pink and dark red at the ends. She never believed it to be true.. a flower with such specific detail. It has her engrossed by the way she's running her fingers over the soft leaves. So engrossed, per say, that she's kicked off her dirty converse to sink her legs into the river, sitting beside a rock to collect a few more of those very flowers into her notebook. "A la foile," to insanity, she's mumbling to herself. The myths of how consuming or smelling this flower can lead even the largest of beasts into a frenzy. An idiotic frenzy of love or heated emotions, yet her father always stressed it only encouraged ideals that were already there. She finds herself smiling and shaking her head at the thought— at least until she's flinching at a deep voice snapping her from her small trance. "If you're going to be another person to tell me some dumb tale about a thirty-foot wolf that haunts the forest.. you can exit, sir." She spoke this in a taunt towards his 'miss' without bothering to look up at him at first. Instead, she's heaving out a small sigh, closing her notebook with the flowers inside and feeling strongly irritated at how he bothered her in the first place. "I can take care of myself," is what she says.. but they both know her lack of realization of him walking up to her proves otherwise. It wasn't until she realized he didn't plan on going anywhere any time soon that she slowly looked up towards him. His standing figure towered over her sitting one, the sweet smell of cinnamon singed with touches of spearmint burning at her eyes with the strength of it; yet it still feels so warm and sweet, comforting, really. She found herself naturally leaning towards the intoxicating aroma while their eyes locked together. She could have sworn his eyes hued to shades of blood-red, but wiping the rain from her eyelashes revealed darker tones of brown instead. Her heart is thudding.. loudly.. she feels sick. It must be the flowers' mythical scent all around her, so she forces herself to look away from the unknown male to return her focus to the river that her legs were dipped in to. "Did you.. Did you uh— need something?"

WHY had he approached her again?

Ah, right, that’s why. The overwhelming scent of sweet caramel with hints of vanilla. She smells like the sweetest candy, or like hot caramel drizzled over vanilla ice cream and it positively makes his mouth water. Jaesung feels dazed, staring down at the woman sitting along the river bed and swipes his tongue over his bottom lip. It’s suffocating, the sweetness of it filling his senses and taking over everything else until all he can smell is caramel.

A soft scoff leaves him at her words, arms crossing over his chest resulting in the strong biceps of his arms to flex. “I don’t know about that, but I...” His words trail off when she turns to face him, adam's apple bobbing as he gulps when she looks him in his eyes. 

Her eyes… they’re beautiful, but an odd color for a human. The prettiest shade of purple that just about takes his breath away and makes his heart pound against his ribcage like it’s trying to escape its confines.

He’s never one to get distracted when on a mission; he gets it done as fast as possible before then making his exit and returning back to his pack to continue his duties as the leader. Then confusion settles in, feeling his wolf seeming pacing around in distress in his head. Brushing it off he’s clearing his throat, hand threading through his long messy locks.

Did he need something? Nothing in particular..

“Ah, no,” He answered after a beat, glancing towards the way he was running before back to her who had looked away from him. What does he say? He approached her without thinking about it, entirely enraptured by the sweetness that envelopes her. “I couldn’t help but wonder if you were lost, or new? People rarely come into the forest because of the.. rumors.” He continues carefully, wary he doesn’t reveal anything. As far as human’s know, the existence of his kind is just that—a rumor.

He’s groaning mentally and the continuous pacing in his head only serves to bring back his earlier irritation. He can’t exactly start mind-linking his wolf with a human female in front of him, now could he? Instead he’s mustering up the tiniest, fake smile he could to mask that irritation bubbling beneath the surface. Sighing through his nose his gaze darts to the object of her fascination, spotting a flower that only originates in this forest (or so he’s been told by his pack doctor friend) before flicking back to her.

[jaexverse]

╭ ⠀🌸⠀﹒⠀𝓙𝐈𝐀   ⌁  #rwtw .ᐟ

cw/tw: mentions of murder

Pitter, Patter.. The air is already beginning to reek that of rain and mildew amongst the small town; aromas from the nearby forest sweeping down the small mountains. Her favorite kind of weather, really. The one where the sun's obnoxious rays are over-casted by muted fogs that frequent her new home. It was in that idea alone that she could no longer remain in the old shop of her ancestors, buried in piles of dusted books that scattered the creaky-wooden floors for the past several days. She decided to take the opportunity to wander the midst of this mysterious town. After-all, that nearby forest has been beckoning her ever since she's arrived— as if pleading her to walk along the dirt paths. So, she gave in. She's putting on a dark black jacket with a hood to cover her long hair, and simple denim jeans that clung to her thighs a little too tight. Quite frankly she had forgotten an umbrella, bag, or phone due to her growing curiosity of need to discover more of this.. wooded area. But, curiosity often leads to trouble. The light drizzle is already tainting at her cheeks and hood— her mind busy with skipping past the walking pedestrians that attempted to greet her or warn her of where she's headed.. which, obviously, she went into anyways. Wolf-like beasts? These people are full of odd myths. She feels a slight scoff at such an idea of make-belief. Time had pushed by quickly from then on. She's long occupied with the slightly damp notebook where she's scribbling down various native plants/herbs that reside.. even finding rare ones she's only ever heard rumors about yet could recognize quickly. Jia was quiet the entire time she's paced further and further into the thick area, her scent brushing off her shoulders from the brief winds and rain carrying behind her. She wasn't paying mind to safety or anything alike. No, she was far too much engrossed in the delicates growing alongside a river path. Maybe too engrossed she didn't hear the snap of a tree branch behind her.

AFTER HAVING LEARNT of the rumor circulating the pack Jaesung had decided to go and check out or to either confirm or deny the allegation. Hoseok, his third in command, came with him though they split up to go separate ways when they encountered the fork in the forest. As soon as he took off, he shifted into his wolf form; a massive black wolf with some white spots on him. Tufts of fur on his chest and paws give him a little more color.

He’s fast, faster than most werewolves and Alpha’s alike though he never questioned it. His brain always chalked it up to him doing more training when he was younger, but he’s got no definite answer and he’s not too worried to find out. Taehyung was left in charge at the pack, Jimin continuing his duty to train the young pups until the allotted time they had set was over.

Jaesung's irritated. He thought he was done with the Bae family, and thought it was over when he killed the old corrupted Alpha when he was 17 after challenging the older male to a fight that he had inevitably lost. Thus he can only hope that problematic family stays far away from his land or he will not hesitate taking them down like he did that old man.

Breathing a deep sigh through his muzzle, he’s dashing and weaving between trees, dark crimson eyes narrowed straight ahead as he aims for the line where the forest and the town separate. And then he comes to a screeching halt. Lifting his nose into the air he’s taking a sniff, sure he smelt it wrong but no. There’s this sweet scent mixing in with a soft scent of the dew on the grass as it continues to drizzle. Puzzled and yet intoxicated, he’s following the scent like a Pied Piper before hiding behind a line of trees and shifting back to his human form.

The cold red of his eyes melt into a sweet brown, muscled body crouched down by the trees as he reaches under and pulls out a bag. See, as when werewolves shift their clothing rip, his pack made it a mission to leave small bags of clothes hidden under trees and marking them to let them know which ones. Thankfully, one of the ones he’d stopped by had that. Quickly, he’s dressing in the clothing in the bag; underwear, athletic shorts and an oversized white t-shirt that he already knows will eventually become slightly see-through thanks to the light rain.

Standing to his full nearly 6-foot height he’s stepping out from the trees and ultimately stepping on a branch which echoes a crack. He’s freezing for a moment, dark eyes pinned to the crouching figure before him. Seeing no sign of them having heard him, he’s creeping up on them further and peering at her. The ‘them’ is actually a ‘she’, he soon realizes as he got closer. And as he does he realizes the scent he caught earlier got stronger—thicker in the air and almost taking up all of his senses. Who is she? And why does she smell that good?

Finally, he decides to speak up, “Excuse me.. miss?”