Chapter¹⁴ Joonwoo

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“The recently hotly popular drama “Partners for Life” has completed filming. Last night a celebratory party was held at the Star light Club. The crew and actors all gathered to let their hair down. They are all very excited about the fact that “Partners” has garnered the highest ratings ever in the 6PM to 7PM slot...”

“... The Director Han Changho enthusiastically proclaimed that the success of the drama was due to the miraculous writing of the scriptwriter, the wonderful acting of the new generation of young actors, as well as the encouragement and advice given by the audience online. He also expressed his personal opinion that the actor for Jang Shin-seong, Kim Taehyung, has grown a lot during the filming and that he has extraordinary talent. As a Director, this is something Han Changho feels very proud of....”

In the early morning entertainment news broadcast, the screen was showing various clips of Kim Taehyung.

Under the continuously flashing bright lights, Taehyung who was wearing a black suit looked tall and slender, beautiful and handsome.

His clean and bright eyes smiled in a friendly manner and seemed just as kind and intimate as on the UNI advertisement. It really made people feel very happy in their hearts.

Kang Chireul sat in front his television. He put down the newspaper and stared at the Taehyung on the screen.

A few months ago, that person had also smiled at him in his manner. In fact the smile was even more genuine, close enough to touch....

That’s why Kang Chireul had been thinking a lot. Thinking about why the good-tempered Kim Taehyung had suddenly become cold towards them. W Jin-Eun said it was because Kim Taehyung had become famous however from the bottom of his heart Kang Chireul didn’t really believe this. From their period of contact before, he was confident in his instinct that Taehyung wasn’t this kind of materialistic person. Also the timing was not quite right.

However his animosity on the set that day was real.

Even his gaze had been very cold, there wasn’t a hint of any pretense.

... so, was it because his desire had been detected by Taehyung?

Kang Chireul remembered the last time he and Taehyung had met prior to seeing each other on set that day. It was when he had taken a carton of beer over to Taehyung's apartment to chat.

That evening, he had tried to persuade Taehyung to drink with him however Taehyung had stubbornly refused to touch the alcohol. Kang Chireul's plan of making Taehyung drunk was not successful however he himself had used to alcohol to pretend to be in a drunken state. Using this excuse, Kang Chireul had pressed Taehyung down and during the play struggle, his lips had brushed by Taehyung's face. He was becoming more and more interested in Taehyung. Every time he saw him his heart felt itchy so finally he was beginning to lose control.

However Kang Chireul had just managed to keep it within the bounds of “normal”. The next day when he had called Taehyung as usual to chat, Taehyung didn’t seem unusual. This made Kang Chireul feel reassured.

That’s why originally Kang Chireul hadn’t thought this was the reason. However now, in the face of Taehyung's continued rejection, Kang Chireul could only think of this.

In addition, Kang Chireul was pretty sure that the person at the other end of that phone call could only be Taehyung's lover.

Early morning, a nasally voice, taking a shower, the mobile phone nearby. Every sign was indicating this. Taehyung and that person had definitely slept on the same bed the previous night, otherwise why would the other person pick up his phone?

When thinking of this, Kang Chireul felt a dark sensation of jealousy.

Was it for that person that Taehyung wanted to draw a clear line between the two if them?

If that was true then he could “forgive” Taehyung for treating him this way. He also liked loyalty in a lover. Taehyung's personality was originally very much to his taste.

However it was only a pity that Taehyung wasn’t his... no, there was still time.

In this circle people got together and broke up all the time. He just had to be patient and there would definitely be an opportunity.

Then at that time Taehyung would no longer reject his overtures, and they could start again from being friends...

He just had to develop himself well and not be thought of by others at that time to be trying to use Taehyung for his fame.

He had confidence that one day he could stand gloriously by Taehyung's side.

Kang Chireul placed his hand into his pants, rubbing while his breathing sped up.

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The next day after the celebratory party, Taehyung woke up very late on the apartment’s big bed. He blinked in confusion for a few moments because he couldn’t remember how he had fallen asleep last night.

He pressed his fingers against his swollen eyes and looked left and right. The other side of the bed was very messy. The black suit he was wearing last night was crumpled into a ball and was on the floor.

Taehyung got up and carefully hung up that expensive suit before slowly making his way to the bathroom to shower.

After “Partners” concluded filming, the endorsement deals that Taehyung had previously signed had also pretty much been completed. In the coming days, other than Ju Gwan's movie “Outside Gold and Jade”, Lisa had not arranged much work for Taehyung.

In her opinion, Taehyung's recent exposure rate had been enough. After this “Partners” would still be broadcasting for one more month before reaching is grand finale and with the addition of all the endorsement deals, it was time to slightly reel things in a bit. Too much exposure might make the audience sick of him.

This gave Taehyung a small break to rest well. However Lisa had given him some homework. She had told Taehyung to read the script for “Outside Gold and Jade” thoroughly. She had also found a very famous custom suit shop and told Taehyung to go there to have a custom suit made, and at the same time to observe the other person doing their work. Of course Lisa had also arranged trainee lessons for him.

However today Taehyung decided he was going to have a rest.

Because he had still not decided how to deal with the box of moon cake sitting on the table.

Or he should say he already had an answer but when enacting it, he once again had the feeling of reopening his old scars.

After returning from T City, Taehyung had changed his address as well as his phone. However he had continued to use the some mobile phone number.

However until this day, his family had never tried to call him to explain the matter with the cheque. Actually they had not said anything at all.

And now suddenly this moon cake box had floated here, what was the meaning of this?

Was it to remind Taehyung that even though he had been reborn, he still didn’t have a real family?

Discovering that he had been staring blankly at the moon cake box for some time, Taehyung shook his head. He decided to get rid of the moon cake. Out of sight, out of mind.

However just as he reached out his hand, the doorbell that had practically never been used, rang.

[Ding-dong-ding-dong]

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When he opened the door, Taehyung stilled in surprise. Because there wasn’t anyone outside.

Then a milky, tender voice suddenly said, “I’m here. Where are you looking?”

Taehyung looked down and saw a approximately five or six year old boy. His head was raised and was currently staring at him unblinkingly.

Taehyung blinked. “....who are you looking for? This is D block, level 8.” Was he lost?

The little boy shouldered a large backpack. His two hands were clutching the two straps. His expression looked a little apprehensive. “You, you’re Jang Shin-seong right?”

... was it a little fan? Taehyung couldn’t believe it but when he looked around he still couldn’t see anyone else.

This was a luxurious apartment where each floor only had one residence. After exiting the elevator, the only door was this one.

Taehyung could only kneel down. He said carefully, “Yes, I am. Where’s your mom and dad? How come you’re by yourself? Who brought you here?” This place had top security after all.

The little boy’s chin moved. He said loudly, “I, I came here to find my daddy. Let me in!”

Taehyung blinked in confusion. “Your daddy? Who? What’s your name?”

“My, my name is Jeon Joonwoo ,” The little boy swallowed his saliva. It was clear that he was very nervous however his voice wasn’t soft. “My daddy is Jeon Jungkook. The car you get driven in is my daddy’s. I, I know about it!”

Taehyung opened his mouth. A few moments later he had no choice but to invite this little ancestor in.

After he came in, the first thing Taehyung did was go to the kitchen to prepare half a cup of ice milk. At the same time he called Jungkook however Jungkook's line was engaged. He called three times then gave up.

The kid who called himself Jungkook's son, Jeon Joonwoo at this time had taken off his bag. He had obediently climbed on top of the sofa and while swinging his little legs, was looking around full of curiosity.

Taehyung came back to the living room and handed the cup over. “Do you want some milk?”

Joonwoo nodded. He immediately took the cup however the cup was too heavy and his hand slipped slightly. Taehyung immediately helped support him so Joonwoo simply held Taehyung's hand and [gu-lu-gu-lu] swallowed all the icy milk inside the cup. Just before he had seen the child’s lips were very red and Taehyung had guessed he was thirsty. When Duo Duo had been on set, his mother had also taken care of him like this.

Taehyung took out a tissue and wiped the milk moustache around Joonwoo's mouth. Joonwoo obediently blinked his eyes and complied with him, then he even stretched out his hand and said his hands also needed a “rub rub”. Taehyung changed the tissue and cleaned it carefully.

“Okay, now you need to tell me why you came here to find your daddy? Have you told your family members?”

Taehyung was kneeling in front of the sofa, looking up at this little master.

In his previous life at the time of his death, everyone in the company knew that although boss Jeon Jungkook didn’t have any marriage history, however he had a son. The age was unknown.

Most likely because of the Jeon family situation, Jungkook had hidden his son very deeply. He had never appeared in front of other people.

Taehyung's stern expression made Joonwoo wilt a little. He drew his chin in and looked innocently at Taehyung.

“I, I came with Minnie. He lives next door so I came in his family’s car...”

Joonwoo had thick brows and large eyes, it was possible to see Jungkook's shadow. However his round face was much cuter.

Taehyung raised his eyebrow. “Who is Minnie?”

“Minnie sits next to me at school,” Joonwoo immediately replied in a more energetic tone. “His name is Park Minho. He know a lot. We are really good friends!”

Once Taehyung heard the surname “Park”, he touched his face. He thought this world is very small.

Park Jimin had just not long ago told him that the residence they had here was lived in by his second brother after he had gotten married. They had bought a few levels. Other than his second brother’s home, Jimin also had a floor to himself. However normally Jimin still lived in the Park family’s villa in the suburbs. That day when Jimin had come with Taehyung here, he had gone to look in on his second brother...

So Taehyung was able to surmise that this kid had obviously seen him on TV, otherwise he wouldn’t call him Jang Shin-seong, and had then found out where he lived from Park Minho. Then he had seen his car which had been shown on various publications and realized that he knew his daddy. So then he had come here to look for his dad? This was a very rough set of related events, he really couldn’t make this kind of stuff up.

Taehyung sighed. “Then have you told anyone that you came here? Do you remember your house’s phone number?”

Joonwoo shook his head vigorously. “No, don’t! Auntie Yang won’t let me come. She will scold me. Don’t call her. I don’t want to talk to her!”

Taehyung was again speechless. He could only pick up his mobile and keep trying to call Jungkook. He didn’t know if he was because Jungkook had received news of his son’s disappearance and was trying to call around furiously but his phone was always constantly engaged. Taehyung tried numerous time. Joonwoo simply stared at him, his lips quivering wordlessly.

“I, I just came to ask you to help me with my homework. After I finish it I’ll go home.”

Taehyung looked at Joonwoo's disappointed face. “What kind of homework made you come all the way here to ask me to help you?”

“.... Jang Shin-seong always accompanied Jang Li to do his homework. Since you know my daddy, you, you can accompany me right?” Joonwoo bit his lip. His head was lowered and he kicked his legs.

Taehyung looked at his little head and suddenly understood something. “Isn’t it better to ask your daddy to accompany you?”

Joonwoo used his little fingers to scratch the sofa. “Auntie Yang says daddy is very busy and not to bother him. It’s okay if you accompany me, then daddy will come later.... Daddy will come to pick me up right?” After he spoke Joonwoo looked up at Taehyung eagerly.

The wide and trusting innocent gaze made Taehyung's heart feel a twinge of pain.

Because in front of the sofa where Joonwoo was sitting, was the moon cake box that Taehyung had been deliberating about whether or not he should throw away.

Some people wanted it, but they couldn’t have it. But others clearly possessed it, but they didn’t treasure it.

{A/N: Taehyung is referring to family love.}

Taehyung thus changed his method and fired off a quick message to Jungkook. [Your son is here. You come personally to get him.]

After he sent the message, Taehyung rubbed Joonwoo's little head. “Let’s eat first then do homework and wait for your dad.”

Joonwoo raised his head. His eye were bright with joy and surprise.

“What do you like to eat? Curry? Fried chicken? Steamed egg? Or something else?”

Taehyung listed a whole list of things that children often liked to eat.

Joonwoo gave him a big, dumb smile. “Pancake with spring onion!”

“....”

Taehyung sighed. This was really a father and son.

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Half an hour later, Jungkook appeared with a black face.

Joonwoo spat out the pancake with spring onion that was still in his mouth, then very intelligently ran to hide behind Taehyung's legs.

However he was immediately pulled out by Jungkook and without any warning was beaten vigorously. Large smacks landed on his buttocks, fully reflecting his family’s style.

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