One Step Closer - PART 1

One Step Closer - 103💕

"I'm sorry. I didn't realize. Please come in." Jungkook stepped back to allow her inside. Once she was inside, he bowed deep at her before pulling a chair for her to sit.

The room was clean, well-organized and everything was in its place. The bed was made up and a worn out bunny plush sat on one of the pillows, smelling heavily of her son. She could tell her son was here not so long ago given how heavy his scent was inside the room.

This wasn't what she expected when she came here. Facing the reality was the hardest part and knowing her son could have slept here last night wasn't a pleasant feeling. Well, if they were dating it was a given but...

She clenched her jaw and turned to face the omega, taken back momentarily by the air of innocence surrounding him and the curious round eyes peering at her. The little pup had now grown into a beautiful man.

Jeon Jungkook might be a regular omega but with a little polishing he'd be the finest, even giving a tough competition for the purebred omegas out there. His poor upbringing or the lifestyle he led before did not put a single dent on his beauty.

Hye-Jin could see why her son was smitten. The photos did no justice to his beauty. "Dress up. We're going out," she said.

Jungkook's eyes once again widened but he scrambled to obey. He opened the closet and pulled out a hoodie that undoubtedly belonged to her son and even smelled like him. He shrugged it on hurriedly and grabbed his bag, checking its contents swiftly before hitching it over his shoulder.

She narrowed her eyes at him, jaw clenching again. "You're gonna step out with me like this?" she asked, waving a finger at his attire. "I'd rather have you dressed in something that isn't a rag."

Jungkook blinked and then looked down at his t-shirt. "Oh...I..." He shifted from one foot to the other. "I-I'll change." But his scent soured a little.

He eyed her again, dropping the bag on the floor and going back to his closet. He grabbed something else and hugged it to his chest. Then he silently padded to the only other door in the room which she presumed was the bathroom. When he surfaced he was in a t-shirt and pants from a brand owned by Kim Taehyung.

He pulled her son's hoodie tight. Jungkook didn't meet her gaze as he walked past her to put the neatly folded clothes on the bed.

"You should probably get rid of those," she chided. "I won't have you parade in those rags when you're dating my son."

Jungkook needed to pull himself together if he wished to survive in their cut-throat world and dressing up to look the part was one such thing. She wasn't going to take it easy on him in this regard. There were certain expectations to fulfill and she'd see to that he filled all the boxes.

However, what she wasn't prepared for was for the omega to break into tears as he clutched the clothes to his chest, knuckles turning white.

He shook his head. "No," he whispered. "T-This belonged to my dad. W-Won't get rid of it." He hugged them. "I-I was missing him and couldn't stop thinking about him this morning. I-I won't wear them again in public but I won't get rid of them."

Hye-Jin stared at the omega, speaking to her in a calm voice despite the distress in his scent. Her features softened a bit and something akin to pride flooded her chest—an omega who values relationships and family.

"I apologize," she said. "I didn't know it belonged to Jeong-Ho. I shouldn't have said that."

Jungkook sniffled, discreetly wiping the corners of his eyes. "I-It's okay."

She approached him and extended her hand. "Give me your hand."

Jungkook blinked in confusion but offered a delicate hand. When she took it, feeling how calloused his palms were and wondered how much this one had to go through in this age. He tilted his head to look at her curiously.