Silent Pain [Taekookgukkkook] ~ Chapter 10 ~

~ Chapter 10 ~

Another girl, with a malicious glint in her eye, chimed in.

Park Lia

Yes, Jae, you could have done so much better. He looks so... plain.

Taehyung's heart tightened, the cruel words slicing through him like a knife.

He felt a rush of anger but quickly suppressed it, forcing a smile onto his face.

Kim Taehyung

I hope you enjoy the meal.

He said, his voice steady despite the turmoil inside.

Jaekook, not bothering to defend him, simply shrugged.

Jeon Jaekook

Let's just eat.

He said, leading the way to the table.

As the guests took their seats, the mean-spirited comments continued, thinly veiled under the guise of casual conversation.

Cho Violet

I hope the food is better than it looks.

Violet muttered, drawing snickers from the others.

Taehyung took his place at the far end of the table, his hands trembling slightly as he placed a dish in front of one of the women.

Kim Taehyung

Please, let me know if there's anything else you need. 🤗

He said, his voice unwavering.

Kang Ava

We're fine, thank you. 🙄

She said dismissively, her tone making it clear that Taehyung's presence was not welcome.

Throughout the meal, Taehyung kept his composure, responding to the barbs with grace and maintaining his warm smile.

Inside, however, he was seething with anger and hurt, each cruel comment a fresh wound to his already battered spirit.

As the dinner wore on, Taehyung found solace in the knowledge that he had done his best, that his efforts were a reflection of his strength and resilience.

No matter how mean-spirited Jaekook's guests were, he would not let them break him. He would endure, just as he always had, his Silent Pain a testament to his enduring spirit.

As the dinner plates were emptied and the conversation among the guests turned into a low murmur.

Jaekook leaned back in his chair and looked at Taehyung with a cold, demanding gaze.

Jeon Jaekook

Hey, clear the table.

He ordered, his voice leaving no room for defiance.

Taehyung, who had been hovering near the doorway, immediately stepped forward to comply. He quietly began to gather the plates and utensils, his movements efficient and practiced despite the weariness that weighed heavily on him.

Just as he was stacking the last of the plates, Jaekook's voice cut through the room once more.

Jeon Jaekook

You, where is the dessert? 🤨

He asked, his tone laced with expectation.

Taehyung's heart sank. In the rush of preparing the meal and setting the table, he had completely forgotten about dessert.

He took a deep breath, steeling himself before responding.

Kim Taehyung

I'm sorry. I didn't make any dessert.

He said softly, his eyes downcast.

The room fell silent, the air thick with tension. Jaekook's face twisted with fury as he pushed back his chair and stood up, towering over Taehyung.

Jeon Jaekook

You didn't make any dessert?