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Her Husband, My Love [Yoonseok | Sope | Taejinjoon | Jikook ]
Are You Okay? / One Last Time
•┈┈┈•☀︎At The Jung's House ☀︎•┈┈┈•
Taehyung
Why don't you like me?
Taehyung asks, and his voice breaks as if that question has been on his mind for a while now.
Hoseok
What are... Of course, I like you. Why would you-
That was the last thing he expected to hear from Taehyung, and it cuts even harder because he barely even knows what to say, or do.
Hoseok pushes the door open a bit wider, before he lets himself into the room and he sits next to the younger, listening as he spoke. He looked so timid and small.
He seemed to be fighting back tears, like really fighting it and little whimpers would leave his mouth but he'd swallow it every now and then. His hands were folded into tiny fists unto his lap, but not out of anger, it felt more like fear, vulnerability maybe. Overall, it wasn't a sight you'd wanna see from anyone much less a family member.
Taehyung
You don't talk to me, and when we do talk, you always try to leave…. I.. It's like you go out of your way not to talk to... to m..me.
He finally finds the words to speak, but he doesn't look at Hoseok, and Hoseok's kind of glad he didn't, he probably wouldn't be able to handle all this if he saw the broken state his brother was in written all over his face.
Taehyung
and everything I say, seems to upset you.
He adds, recalling a couple months ago, and he gulps, it was getting to be more of a struggle for him to not cry. He can't cry. Not until he was alone because he doesn't want to cry and make himself even more unlikable.
Hoseok tries again, but Taehyung had more to get off his chest. He wasn't in the right state to hear anything Hoseok had to say, he just wasn't going to believe it. He'd already formed his own conclusions.
Taehyung
You used to treat me better than this.
He says, and that seemingly breaks him because the first of his tears fall, which makes him feel unbelievably weak but he's been trying not to cry all day. It was bound to happen eventually with the day he's had. Or maybe the last few years, actually.
Taehyung
I mean, I always knew you liked Jimin more but even then you still spoke to me to an extent. We played sometimes. I was fine with that. But now, everyone treats me like you.
Taehyung
Mom and Dad only care about you and Dari right now cause of the marriages and Jimin... he talks to me... but he... only cares about you and Jungkook and...
He looks to Hoseok, finally, and he makes himself even smaller than he appeared before as he mumbled his next words.
Taehyung
No one cares about me.
Hoseok
I... That's not true.
Hoseok
Of course, we care about you. We love you.
He says, and he tries to take Taehyung's hand. Offering whatever comfort he knew but it wasn't working. Nothing he was doing was working.
Taehyung
Just tell me what it is? What's so different about me? I know that I'm the problem, I'm not blaming you or mom or dad, I just... I wanna know what's wrong so that I can change.
Hearing that makes Hoseok freeze for a second, he doesn't know but it feels like something inside him almost breaks. How long has Taehyung felt like this? And he can't even say completely that there wasn't some truth to what the other said but hearing him say he wanted to "change", it hurts him. Makes him feel the shittiest he thinks he's ever felt.
Taehyung
So that I can be someone who you guys want to talk to.
Taehyung
So that I don't have to steal dad's puzzles anymore, so he can notice me.
Hoseok feels a slight tug at his heartstrings, That's why he does that? He always thought Taehyung just liked the puzzles, but if he had been even just a decent brother then maybe he would've known or at least noticed.
Taehyung
What do I do, Hoseok? Help me and then I'll let you go.
He begs, and he squeezes Hoseok's hands in his pleadingly.
He says, pulling the younger into a hug and it confuses Taehyung a bit. What was he doing? And though it confuses him a little, he just accepts it, because it's been so long since he's had one.
Mrs. Jung
You guys are back just in time, Dinner is almost done.
Mrs. Jung calls as Dari and Yoongi makes their way back inside from their walk.
Yoongi
I could help you set the table, Mrs. Jung
Yoongi offers, which warms Mrs. Jung's heart, not even her own sons ever helped her in the kitchen unless she begged them and here is Yoongi who she barely knows offering to do that despite the society they live in.
Mrs. Jung
That would be wonderful.
She says, a fond smile on her lips as she grabs the dishes then she passes them to Yoongi. He smiles at her for a second before he takes the plenty dishes, then he starts setting the table, just like he does at his own home.
Dari smiles at him, whispering a soft "you're doing great" as she walks past him to take her seat around the dining table.
Mr. Jung
Have you been doing this for a while, Yoongi?
Mr. Jung asks, searching through his newspaper for another puzzle, but it seemed Taehyung had done most of them.
Yoongi panics a little. Mr. Jung was probably wondering why he would try to set the table. He should've just shut up and left it alone. Honestly, he'd only offered because he wanted to, he never thought about what Mr. Jung would think.
Yoongi
Yes. I... I had to. I guess I... keep forget I should stop. Sorry.
He places the last dish down, completely symmetrical to the other dishes and then he takes a seat next to Dari, uncomfortably.
Mr. Jung
No, it's fine. I think it's good for a man to know little things like this. I wouldn't want my Dari to be doing everything by herself around the house after you two are married, so don't be sorry.
Unintentionally, he smiles. No one's ever told him that it was okay that he knew how to do stuff around the house. Typically, he'd be mocked because doing those things were seen as "things for women"
Yoongi dips into a bow, before the older man, who shakes his head, letting him know that was far from necessary and Yoongi finds it hard to believe how nice Mr. Jung was sometimes. Mainly because the way Hoseok used to describe him made it seem like he was not the best man, but how could he not be?
Dari
Dad, you do a puzzle every time you sit at the table.
She asks, as he continues flipping through the newspaper.
Mr. Jung
I can't do any now because Taehyung must've done them all. No matter how much I tell him to leave my paper alone. He just doesn't. I should start buying him his own papers.
Mr. Jung
Maybe then he'll finally listen to me.
He jokes, closing the newspaper before he puts it away
Dari
Why don't you just do them with him?
She asks, as he sits back down around the table, waiting be served his meal.
Mr. Jung
Taehyung likes to be alone, I don't want to pressure him. He comes down for dinner so I try not impose too much on him, he also doesn't like to talk much.
Mr. Jung
Really, he's much different from all of you. I know how to parent all of you, but with Taehyung sometimes I'm not sure what to do so I just let him do whatever it is he wants. Being honest, I don't even like to let him leave the house.
He says, and Dari opens her mouth to speaks but before she can, she gets interrupted by the sound Hoseok's voice coming from the stairs.
He says, holding Taehyung's hand and he leads him out of his room. He knew he alone couldn't deal with this.
Taehyung
Where are we going? I-
Taehyung
You're not going to say anything, are you?
He asks, a little scared. He doesn't want to bother everyone. When he brought it up he just wanted Hoseok to help him and then that would be it. He didn't want to get everyone involved.
Taehyung
You are not going to say anything, right? You can't speak to them of this. They will think I'm-
He tries but, it's too late.
He begs again, but Hoseok wasn't listening. Eventually he manages to take Taehyung into the kitchen, and he wonders why he had to walk in at this exact moment.
Mr. Jung
... Taehyung sometimes I'm not sure what to do. Being honest, I don't even like to let him leave the house.
He didn't know how to deal with that, so he just kept quiet. He knew if he spoke any more he would actually have a breakdown.
He calls, and everyone finally turns to see what was going on.
Mr. Jung
What is the matter, Hoseok?
Mrs. Jung
Taehyung? Are you okay?
She asks, putting the food down immediately and she makes her way up to her son, concerned.
Taehyung
I'm fine, we just came down for dinner.
He tries to dismiss it, and he pulls his hand from Hoseok's as his mom comes up to hold him.
Mr. Jung
You look quite shaken up. Are you sure you're fine, my child?
He tries, with a smile but Hoseok wasn't going to let it go.
She asks, and Taehyung just starts panicking. What would they think if Hoseok told them everything?
Taehyung
Yes. I am, Hoseok's just -
He tries, and his voice starts coming out strained because of how badly he was trying to stop himself from crying. His thoat was aching so badly.
Hoseok
He is of the idea that we hate him...
Hoseok says, and he breaks his stare from Taehyung, looking down. He felt bad but this was the best thing to do. He figured the only way Taehyung would realize they love him was if he heard it from everyone.
It was the right thing, but seeing and hearing Taehyung, he starts questioning if it was.
Mr. Jung asks, confused and he stands from his chair and Taehyung starts crying immediately. He doesn't want to upset him. He doesn't want to upset him.
Taehyung
Dad. I can explain. I... I.. It's not like that... I don't....
He tries to explain, and he pulls himself away from Mrs. Jung's hug, taking a few steps back, feeling overwhelmed with everyone's eyes on him.
Mr. Jung
Do you really think we hate you?
Taehyung
I... I... I'm sorry...
He says, wiping his eyes rapidly as he took tiny steps back, shaking his head.
Taehyung
I wasn't.... I'm sorry. I only... I wanted to do better... I only asked Hoseok to help me. I didn't think... I didn't know he was gonna tell you guys... I promise I just wanted to find some way to... be better... I just... I'm sorry.
He says, and eventually his shoes get caught on the rug behind him, making him fall back onto his rare, and he just hugs himself, rocking back and forth to comfort himself.
Mr. Jung speaks, and Taehyung cuts him off before he could finish.
He says, and he stands again, still hugging himself.
He says, heading for the door. He needed to go.
Mr. Jung
Where are you going?
He says, as he watches Taehyung heading for the door. He was beyond confused.
Mr. Jung
Taehyung! Get back here!
He screams, as he follows the other out of the house. Where was he going?
Mrs. Jung
What happened between you two?
Mrs. Jung asks and she turns to Hoseok, who was not in his right mind at all. He seemed like he wasn't even hearing what she was saying. He was caught up in his mind.
Hoseok
What? I... I didn't do this.
He says, getting defensive, because everything in him tells him this is all his fault and he doesn't know how to deal with that.
Mrs. Jung
No one said you did. Just tell me what happened son?
Hoseok shakes his head before he leaves, making his way back upstairs to his room. He needed a minute.
•┈┈┈•☀︎At The Jeon's House ☀︎•┈┈┈•
Jungkook
What are you doing here already?
Jungkook
You're too darn early.
Jimin sighs, as he walks past Jungkook into the house, not enjoying his bïtchy attitude.
Jimin
Lately, your attitude has been over the moon
Jungkook
You should not be here.
He says, the moment he closes the door, then he starts making his way to the kitchen.
Jungkook
You should've said no.
Jungkook tells him, as Jimin follows him into the kitchen but his smiles unconsciously as his eyes take sight of the messy kitchen. The taller had been cooking?
Jimin
If I am not being fooled by my memories, then had you not said you didn't know how to cook?
He says, turning to Jungkook who turns away from him, trying to hide his nervousness.
He says, and Jimin laughs making Jungkook roll his eyes.
Jimin moves over to the island and he takes a seat just watching as Jungkook finished making whatever meal he was making.
Jungkook
I cook... it just does not taste like that of a chef's dish.
Jimin
You had never cooked for me, you must love her if you would take the time cook for her. Huh?
He says, and he tries to smile it off but the tension in the room was putting them both in an uncomfortable position.
Jimin
It's fine. You can speak to me if you want.
Jimin says, leaning back in the seat, folding his arm before he sighs.
Jimin
I would say I am at the point where now I guess I just have to move on with my life. Right? I just came here with the hopes to be your best friend again.
Jimin tells, and no, that wasn't the entire reason but he can't tell Jungkook that he just really wanted to know what was going on between him and his girlfriend. It'd be weird, especially if he was wrong.
Jimin
I meant it when I said I can be good.
Jungkook
Mmmhmm, you sounded pretty seductive so... if i'm not wrong, a best friend shouldn't sound anything of the sort.
He tells as he fires up the stove, and he puts the skillet on the fire.
Jimin
Maybe I was, but I'm serious now. Let us just go back to being friends.
Jungkook
I can't be your friend.
Jungkook says, and it hurts. He doesn't know why he doesn't just give up. How many times was he going to let Jungkook tell him he wants nothing to do with him.
Jimin
Listen, I am quite aware that you don't want to be my friend. You've made it clear... it's just that... we've been friends for so long and I... Just like you can't be friends with me, I cannot not be friends with you. I... I'm attached to you... and I have trouble with the thought of letting people I love go.
Jimin
My real mom was so eager to get rid of me and when I tried to meet her she wanted nothing to do with me so I just... It troubles me to let people go and you... I don't ever wanna lose you. I love you, okay?
He says, looking down at his lap as he spoke.
Jimin
Don't leave me too... I beg... otherwise, I am not sure how I could ever let myself love ever again.
He hears a sigh leave Jungkook's lips from the other side of the room, before he makes his way closer
Jungkook
If it were up to me, I would never ever leave your side, Jimin...
Jungkook
But if I let you back in, then I'll only be reminded of all the reasons I love you so much and I can't do that to Mina.
Jungkook
I'm sorry about your mom... she's... missing out.
He tries, and their eyes meet for a while, a bit too long and Jungkook has to force himself to walk away.
Jimin
Can.... you kiss me one last time?
Jungkook
Jimin... My... My mom and dad will be here shortly.
Jungkook
Mina also said she'd be here soon too.
Jimin says, making his way up to Jungkook and he takes the taller's hand in his. Jungkook's eyes trail down to their intertwine fingers and for a second he had hoped he'd feel nothing it was a stupid thought, because how could he not feel anything when just looking at Jimin was enough to make him question everything. If he wasn't such a coward he'd give it all up for him.
Jungkook
Had you not just said you wanted to just be friend? What are-
He says, but he doesn't move away and he keeps his eyes trained on their hands until Jimin speaks.
Jimin
That had been before you made it known that you love me.
Jungkook
We shouldn't... I have to check on the food and...
He makes more excuses, but still he doesn't move or even attempt to. He didn't want to.
Jimin
It's the last time... Let's just enjoy it
Jimin's soft hands find his cheek, and there's no pressuring him, he can pull away whenever he felt like. He could just push Jimin away, he didn't even need to. He just had to tell Jimin he didn't want this and the other would listen. He'd stop.
The only problem, was Jungkook wanted this just as badly as Jimin did. Maybe even a little more, and that's why he's the first to attach their lips.
There's no hesitation, from either them. It's been months, months of ignoring, months of yearning, months of starvation and Jimin was the exact food he'd been craving.
His hands find Jimin's tiny waist, perfectly made for his hand, -a thought he still hasn't been able to shake out of his mind- and he pulls the older closer, into him. He's warm, and alive. Everything he wants. Everything he can't... shouldn't have.
Jimin links his arms around the taller as he breaks the kiss, only to find the other's lips again, and again, no hesitation. Jimin gasps a little when Jungkook lifts him, out of nowhere, and suddenly he's against the counter. Beneath Jungkook, and he doesn't stop him.
That's all it should've been. Just a simple kiss. But Jungkook should've known better. If you're craving something, when you're offered that exact thing on a silver platter, no supervision, not a soul to tell you "no", How could you ever not take it too far. How could you restrain yourself?
Surely some people could do it. Someone strong, with will power. Unfortunately, Jungkook was not that, and if he had been he could've prevented what was to come next.
This never had to happen.
Mina
Wh... What are you two doing??!!
He had ran as far as he could get, he could've ran more but there's no point. He could run but where was he even going. He had no one else, but his family and even though he's scared of the disapproval he was probably about to face, he's more scared of the disapproval of those who he hadn't known.
People who didn't know him were always more cruel than his family could ever be. He's learned that over the years.
Mr. Jung
Why did you run away? Are you crazy?!
He hears his father's voice behind him as he breathes heavily, tears streaming down his eyes in the cold air of the night. Pathetic is exactly what he is. His dad was probably regretting having him as son.
He says, he always feels the need to apologize... for himself.
Mr. Jung
Stop saying that!
The man says, and Taehyung heard the anger, but he misunderstood so he just cries harder, and he collapses into the bench beside him. He might as well take a seat.
He apologizes again, and a sigh leaves Mr. Jung's lips as he takes a seat next to his weeping son.
He turns to the younger male, watching as he sobbed into his arms and then he pulls him into a hug, and Taehyung doesn't get it.
He was... just angry. Was he not? Why would he hug him if he was angry?
He hadn't realized that the angry he saw and heard was not directed at him. His father was angry, upset at the situation. At the thought that maybe he has failed as a father, angry at himself but not at his son. Never at his son.
Mr. Jung
Son, why do you think we despise you?
Taehyung's lips quiver against the soft material of his dad's shirt, but he answers as quickly as he could, because in his mind, he doesn't want to upset his dad any more than he already had been.
Taehyung
I... You guys all... you're so close and then there's... me.
He starts, a few sobs slipping out every now and then and each one cut a little deeper into Mr. Jung.
Taehyung
I feel like I have to beg for anyone to notice me.
Taehyung
No one likes talking to me.
Mr. Jung
I... I had thought you were not the fondest of conversation. I... I thought you didn't like to speak.
Taehyung
I... I... It's hard for me... but that doesn't mean I don't want to talk to anyone.
Mr. Jung
Well, You... don't talk much...
Mr. Jung
When you were a kid, you took a while to start speaking and when you did finally speak, you barely spoke to anyone.
Taehyung
I didn't know how to...
Taehyung
To communicate... It was hard to know what to say.
Taehyung
And when I did speak, everyone looked at me weird so I figured I shouldn't.
Taehyung
Even now I still say the wrong thing and I still make me people upset without even knowing why.
Taehyung
I'm just easy to hate and that's why I asked Hoseok to help me. I wanted him to tell what to do so that everyone will like me.... And want to talk to me but he just... he went to you guys and...
Taehyung
He shouldn't have said anything.
Taehyung
And in front of Yoongi and Dari too. They probably think I'm so stupid.
He sobs a little at that, Yoongi he had barely known and all this happened before him. He was probably going to have to kiss whatever relationship they could've built goodbye.
Mr. Jung
Taehyung, you don't need to change at all.
His dad tries to reassure him but Taehyung pulls away from the hug, and he dries his eyes a bit before he sighs.
Taehyung
Yes I do... You even said you're too embarrassed to send me out of the house just now... and... and the one guy who I thought wanted to be my friend hated me after he got to know me. I need to change.
He says, still a little turn up about everything that's happened with Namjoon in the past few months, but specifically today.
Mr. Jung
I never said I was embarrassed of you.
He says, but it seemed just blatantly reassuring Taehyung just wasn't going to work, at least not if he doesn't explain himself.
Mr. Jung
I mean, I don't like to send you out of the house because you are... A little naive. I worry sometimes that you'll get into trouble somehow. Jimin and Hoseok know how to do well in stressful situations.
Mr. Jung
But son, you are still so innocent. It's endearing, but scary because I get worried I might not come home to see you. I was so worried when you didn't come home that night but I was okay because I thought you were with Jimin at the time.
Mr. Jung
That's all I meant by that, son.
He says, pouting as he pulled his legs up to his chest, and he buries half of his face before he closes his eyes.
Mr. Jung
Far from it, actually. You clear entire puzzles in the paper. Sometimes I can't even do that. You are far from stupid, child.
Mr. Jung
And even if you were the stupidest, freakiest person to ever walk this earth I would still love you as much as I love you now.
He opens his eyes at that. Did he really mean that? Did he?
Mr. Jung
You're my child. Never doubt that I love you. And I will find some way to show you that I do. Okay?
His tears start to pool again, but for different reason. Even if everyone else hated him, maybe his family didn't. And that may be a major loss, but he thinks it's also quite a major win too.
Mr. Jung
Just as much as I love Hoseok and Jimin and Dari, More than you guys know.
And he lets his dad pull him into another hug, and this time he hugs back, because he needed it. And he's not sure when he's ever going to get a moment like this again so he might as well savour it right now.
Mr. Jung
And it's a good thing Hoseok came to us. So don't get too angry at him.
He tells and a small smile finds Taehyung's lip.
Mr. Jung
Let's make our way home, shall we?
Taehyung nods, as his dad pulls him up out of the bench but he doesn't let his hand go as they start walking back toward their home.
Mr. Jung
You can have Jimin's portions too.
Taehyung
He would kill me. You know he loves mother's cooking.
Taehyung argues, as he followed behind his father, sniffing every now and then, the aftermath of crying in the cold. Maybe he shouldn't have ran outside.
Mr. Jung
I'll keep him under control.
Mr. Jung tells, and Taehyung thinks for a second before he speaks.
Maybe tomorrow he'll wake up and everything will be the same. Everyone may think he's a crybaby and that he's stupid and weak but at least he got this moment to feel like his dad cared and loved him. After so long, it felt nice to be seen. To feel cared for.
He wants to feel like this for a long time. Was that too much to ask?
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Superior Sope
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2024-04-07
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2024-03-21
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2024-03-21
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