He knows!
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Taehyung rushes to the head of the gynecology and omega specialists department, pleading his case.
Kim Taehyung
Please, Director, you can't let Do Woo-ah in. Jungkook is fragile right now.
The director's expression remains apologetic.
"I'm sorry, Taehyung-ssi. Doctor Do Woo has clearance, and as one of our department heads and the chairman's grandson...we can't deny him access."
Taehyung's face falls as the director gestures toward Jungkook's suite.
The next day, Do Woo enters Jungkook's room, a visible hickey on his neck and nail marks on his chest. Jungkook's gaze drops, his lower lip caught between his teeth.
Do Woo's eyes sparkle with amusement as he approaches Jungkook.
Kim Do Woo
Can you see, Jungkook? I got love bits from that doctor you saw yesterday. Oh, what a great fùck she was. An expert, I must say.
Jungkook's frown deepens, his eyes flashing with anger.
Do Woo holds Jungkook's cheek, forcing him to meet his gaze.
Jungkook tries to remove Do Woo's grip.
Jeon Jungkook
Remove your hand.
Do Woo raises an eyebrow.
Jungkook's voice trembles.
Jeon Jungkook
Don't touch me with the same hands you touched that woman.
Kim Do Woo
I have touched you before, made a mess of you even after touching others.
Jungkook's voice turns icy.
Jeon Jungkook
Not anymore.
Kim Do Woo
Why? Do you love my big brother more in bed nowadays?
Do Woo's words drip with venom.
Kim Do Woo
Since we three look the same, it's easier for you to like him or Vincent. Slùts like you can't lov-
Jungkook cuts him off, his voice rising.
Jeon Jungkook
With whom did you see me whòring around? Did you see me selling my body? No, right? Then why do you call me slùt, hò, whòre, and whatnot?
Do Woo snorts, his expression twisted.
Kim Do Woo
I know you are one.
Jeon Jungkook
That implies you, Do Woo-ssi, not me!
Do Woo's face reddens, his hand twitching as if to slap Jungkook. He controls himself, but his voice is laced with menace.
Kim Do Woo
I wasn't raised to slap omegas, women, or children. Stop pushing my buttons, Jungkook.
Jungkook's smile is wry, tinged with sadness.
Jeon Jungkook
You can call me those names, but I can't say anything when you sleep around.
Do Woo's voice rises, his anger boiling over.
Do Woo smirks, his eyes glinting with dominance.
Kim Do Woo
Did you forget, Jungkook, what I can do, hmm?
He holds Jungkook's chin, lifting it with his index finger to force eye contact.
Jungkook's gaze meets Do Woo's, his lower lip caught between his teeth.
Do Woo's voice takes on a menacing tone.
Kim Do Woo
You're so eager to get your punishment, right?
Kim Do Woo
Tone it down, will ya? Or else I can ruin your life, along with your brother's life, who us living his life comfortably.
Jeon Jungkook
Don't do anything to my brother.
Jungkook's warning sparks a sinister glint in Do Woo's eyes.
Kim Do Woo
Oh, c'mon, he is your step brother, but good for me, at least he's like your strings – pulling it to control you.
Do Woo's head dips, his lips claiming Jungkook's in a possessive kiss.
Jungkook's eyes widen, but he's too weak to push Do Woo away.
The door creaks open, and Taehyung enters, his gaze falling on the intimate scene.
For a moment, he freezes, his expression neutral.
Do Woo deepens the kiss, well aware of Taehyung's presence, but hasn't stopped kissing Jungkook
Taehyung's eyes narrow slightly, his thoughts hidden.
Jungkook's hands remain limp, unable to resist Do Woo's dominance.
Taehyung clears his throat, announcing his presence.
Do Woo breaks the kiss, his eyes locked on Taehyung.
Kim Taehyung
If you are done kissing then leave us alone
Kim Do Woo
Why should I leave?
Taehyung's tone remains calm.
Kim Taehyung
I need to talk to Jungkook. Like you, he's my mate too.
Do Woo's frown deepens, but he exits the room without another word.
Taehyung sits beside Jungkook, his expression softening.
Kim Taehyung
Tomorrow, you'll be discharged. You'll stay at Vincent's penthouse for 8 to 9 weeks.
Taehyung's voice takes on a gentle authority.
Kim Taehyung
Stop questioning me, Jungkook. Whatever I'm doing, it's for your well-being.
Jungkook's gaze drops to his hands.
Jeon Jungkook
Vincent-ssi doesn't stay at home...
Taehyung interrupts, his voice reassuring.
Kim Taehyung
Don't worry, I've arranged a 24/7 male omega nurse for you, and a maid for meals. Just focus on your health and recovery.
Jeon Jungkook
Arranged a maid for a servant like me?
Taehyung's inner cheek muscles tense. He hesitates, unable to utter the words that could change everything.
Kim Taehyung
Arranged a maid for...my responsibility
Taehyung says finally, avoiding eye contact.
Jungkook's gaze lingers on Taehyung.
Taehyung's thoughts swirl, a mix of duty, sympathy, and unresolved feelings.
Taehyung struggles to find conversation topics, but feels compelled to speak.
Kim Taehyung
What's your favorite food?
He asks, breaking the silence.
Jungkook's gaze meets Taehyung's, his expression unreadable for a few seconds.
Jeon Jungkook
Lamb skewers
Jungkook replies, his voice low.
Kim Taehyung
Umm, you can't have it right now, but when you get better-
Jungkook interrupts, his words tinged with sadness.
Jeon Jungkook
I eat everything. It's been almost 16 years since I've had lamb skewers. It's expensive...I didn't have money to treat myself to meat, so I relied on convenience store food or ramen.
Taehyung's eyes widen, glimpsing Jungkook's harsh reality.
Kim Taehyung
Just convenience store food and ramen?
Jungkook's expression remains matter-of-fact.
Jeon Jungkook
Umm, until I started working at Kim mansion.
Taehyung struggles to maintain the conversation, having never shown interest in Jungkook's life.
Kim Taehyung
So, how old is your stepbrother?
Taehyung asks, grasping for a new topic.
Jungkook corrects him firmly.
Jeon Jungkook
Brother! I don't consider him my stepbrother.
Kim Taehyung
Right...So, what is he doing now?
Jeon Jungkook
He's in Canada, pursuing a PhD in Obstetrics and Gynecology.
Taehyung nods, comparing it to Do Woo's achievements.
Kim Taehyung
Like Do Woo? I mean, Do Woo already has his PhD degree.
Taehyung's eyes sparkle with pride.
Jungkook's gaze pierces Taehyung's, his words striking a chord.
Jeon Jungkook
You too have a PhD degree in law, but I've never seen you happy with yourself. Does it feel good to live for others who don't even acknowledge it?
Taehyung's expression freezes, Jungkook's words hitting close to home.
Taehyung breaks the silence, his voice filled with conviction.
Kim Taehyung
He's like my firstborn, and Vincent is like my second child. I'm three minutes older than Do Woo and seven minutes older than Vincent. No matter how badly you think of us three, I'll always love my brothers more than anything and anyone in this entire world.
Jungkook's response is curt, his gaze averting.
Taehyung misinterprets the reaction, thinking Jungkook feels insecure about his place in Taehyung's heart.
Kim Taehyung
Well, it's my duty to...love you
Taehyung stammers, struggling to express unfamiliar emotions.
Jungkook's eyes snap back to Taehyung, his voice is nonchalant
Jeon Jungkook
Don't expect love, respect, or anything from you three. My hope has died. I've given up on love.
Taehyung's gaze lingers on Jungkook, unsure how to respond.
He shifts topics, seeking safer ground.
Kim Taehyung
On our wedding day, your brother didn't come.
Jungkook's expression turns guarded.
Jeon Jungkook
He still doesn't know I'm married.
Taehyung's frown deepens.
Jungkook's voice trails off.
Jeon Jungkook
If he knows that...nothing.
Taehyung's curiosity piques, but he controls it.
Kim Taehyung
So, how does he look like?
Jungkook's smile is faint.
Jeon Jungkook
Just like me.
Taehyung's thoughts wander, his curiosity piqued by Jungkook's past.
Kim Taehyung
Jungkook is high school dropout
~~ He recalls, contrasting it with Jungkook's brother pursuing a PhD abroad.
Kim Taehyung
How did that happen?
~~ Taehyung wonders, intrigued.
Before he can ask, Jungkook interrupts, his voice soft.
Jeon Jungkook
Taehyung-ssi, I'm feeling sleepy.
Taehyung nods promptly, concern etched on his face.
Kim Taehyung
Yes, take rest.
He watches Jungkook settle into sleep, the hospital room's silence enveloping them.
Once Jungkook's breathing evens out, Taehyung quietly stands up.
He lingers for a moment, his gaze on Jungkook's peaceful face.
Then, he turns and exits the hospital room.
Taehyung pulls up to Vincent's penthouse, Jungkook beside him.
Kim Taehyung
The nurse and maid will arrive soon
Kim Taehyung
They'll take care of you here.
Jungkook nods, still weak from his hospital stay.
Vincent's penthouse is spotless, but unusually, no staff greets them. Taehyung knows Vincent prefers a cleaning agency's occasional services over live-in help.
As they enter, Taehyung notes the sleek kitchen, rarely used despite Vincent's surprising cooking skills.
Kim Taehyung
Vincent can cook unlike Do Woo and I, but he's extremely lazy
Taehyung says, smiling softly
Most days, Vincent opts for lean proteins and vegetables from his favorite restaurant, prepared to his health-conscious preferences.
The gym-loving Vincent's contradictory laziness amuses Taehyung.
Jungkook breaks the silence.
Jeon Jungkook
Will Vincent ssi...be okay with this?
Kim Taehyung
Don't worry, Vincent will understand. He is not heartless, like you think he is
As they wait for Vincent's arrival, Taehyung's phone buzzes.
Kim Taehyung
Vincent's on his way
Vincent jumps out of his car, fresh from the gym. He pulls off his t-shirt and sniffs, checking for sweat.
Kim Vincent
Who cares, I'll shower anyway
He says, clicking his tongue.
Entering his penthouse, Vincent bounds toward Taehyung.
Kim Vincent
Bro, how long have you been waiting?
He asks, wrapping Taehyung in a brief hug.
Vincent's eyes widen in mock surprise.
Kim Vincent
You can smile too? That's very new to me.
Vincent's grin falters as his gaze falls on Jungkook, who swiftly rises from the couch.
Jeon Jungkook
I'm sorry, I shouldn't have sat here
Jungkook says, dusting the couch with his hands.
Taehyung's brow furrows, concerned.
Jungkook, newly married to the Kim brothers, dusted Vincent's room with trepidation. Unbeknownst to him, he was pregnant with Taehyung's child, and the physical strain was taking its toll.
As he reached for a shelf, dizziness overcame him, and an expensive art piece crashed to the floor.
Vincent stormed in, his eyes blazing.
Kim Vincent
Why did you enter my room? I have people to clean my room or do my personal works! Do you know how much that cost? $18,000!
He sneered, mocking Jungkook's poverty.
Kim Vincent
Oh, you don't know what $18,000 means? It's 25,200,000 won! You couldn't repay it even if you sold your cheap body.
Jungkook bowed repeatedly, apologizing, but Vincent's venom continued.
Jeon Jungkook
I am sorry, I am sorry..
But Vincent was not in mood to listen Jungkook's apologizes
Kim Vincent
Do Woo hyung was right; you're a cheap piece of shit. God, I'm stuck with you.
As Jungkook's dizziness returned, he instinctively braced himself against the white wall, leaving fingerprints.
Kim Vincent
Are you insane? Now you ruined my newly painted white wall! Clean it now! Clean your fùcking fingerprints you left on the wall now.
Jungkook slid to the floor, overwhelmed by nausea.
Jeon Jungkook
Give me a moment, I'll clean it
Vincent's response was immediate and furious.
Kim Vincent
No! Do it now.
As Jungkook struggled to stand, he inadvertently grasped Vincent's shirt.
Enraged, Vincent tore off the shirt immediately, put it in a dust can, and burned the shirt
Jungkook gasped.
Kim Vincent
I hate dirt, Jungkook, and you touched my shirt with those dirty hands of yours, so I burned. I have anything dirty, and you are included
Vincent spat before storming out.
The room fell silent, leaving hurt Jungkook behind.
Kim Taehyung
Okay, I need to go now. I'll come visit Jungkook whenever I get time.
Jungkook immediately responds
Jeon Jungkook
You're busy, you don't have to.
Taehyung gives a tight-lipped smile, knowing Jungkook expects nothing from his three husbands.
Kim Vincent
Hyungie, do you need my spare keys?
Kim Taehyung
No need, the maid and nurse will be with Jungkook 24/7. Even if you're not home, they'll let me in.
Vincent nods and bids goodbye. Returning, he finds Jungkook still standing.
Jungkook bites his lower lip.
Kim Vincent
Oh, c'mon Jungkook, you'll be staying here for 9 weeks, try talking to me more
Jungkook corrects immediately.
Kim Vincent
But I want it to be 9, 10, or 12 weeks, depending on my mood, how long you'll stay here.
Vincent chuckles innocently.
Kim Vincent
I was joking, Jungkook. I prefer my house empty, but not my bedroom though.
Kim Vincent
My hoòkup partners will come and go, so don't bother with them. Anyway, you'll be staying here, so try talking to me a bit.
Tilting his head like a little kid, Vincent jumps near Jungkook, leaving only a few inches gap between them.
As Jungkook looks down, Vincent bends his knees to match Jungkook's height.
Kim Vincent
Are you shy, Jungkook?
Vincent teases, giggling.
Jungkook responds immediately.
Kim Vincent
Too bad, I thought I'd make you shy.
He suddenly pulls Jungkook close with his waist, and his right hand swiftly slides underneath Jungkook's shirt, tracing the bandages on Jungkook's stomach.
Jeon Jungkook
What...what are you doing?
Jungkook asks, looking into Vincent's light green eyes.
Kim Vincent
Nothing, just checking your wounds! Liked it?
Vincent asks, fingers tracing Jungkook's bandage-covered stomach.
Kim Vincent
My eyes! Taehyungie hyungie hyung has amber eyes, Do Woo hyungie has brown, but mine are green. Did you like it, Jungkook?
Jungkook frowns, and tries to change the topic
Jeon Jungkook
I am poor and dirty. Stop touching me.
Vincent smirks and whispers near Jungkook's ear
Kim Vincent
When you pant, scream, and beg underneath me nàked, I don't find you dirty, Jungkook, or else you wouldn't be pregnant with my child.
Jungkook's eyes widen in shock. How did Vincent know about it?
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