Chapter 2
The weight of Taehyung’s words hung in the air like a delicate thread of smoke — fragile, haunting, and laced with unshed emotions. The crackle of the fireplace resumed in the quiet, but no one spoke right away.
Jimin stared at his brother, lips slightly parted. For a moment, he forgot how to breathe.
He had never seen Taehyung like this.
Kim Jimin {Rare Omega}
💭 Not the cold CEO.
Not the aloof eldest son.
But a man in love. Deeply. Quietly. Painfully.
Jimin asked softly, almost in a whisper.
Kim Jimin {Rare Omega}
Hyung… who is he? What is his name?
Ji-eun stared at her son, the weight of his words still settling in her chest. She had never seen him like this — not as a powerful heir, not as a businessman, not as a stubborn enigma who defied every blind date she arranged — but as a man quietly holding onto love, tender and raw.
Namjoon and Seokjin, seated side by side, exchanged a knowing glance. The corners of their lips lifted into small, warm smiles — not of amusement, but of quiet understanding.
They had known all along.
They had been there in the same college, had seen the shift in Taehyung — the day his gaze landed on someone and never wandered again. They had watched him fall, silently and irrevocably, for a boy who didn’t even speak a word to him. And they had watched him keep that feeling buried, untouched.
Namjoon leaned back with a soft sigh, his hand resting lightly on Seokjin’s. He didn’t speak — he didn’t need to.
Across from them, Kim Jong-suk, the usually unreadable patriarch, continued sipping his tea in calm silence. His eyes, however, were focused on Taehyung — sharp, observant, but not cold. He wasn’t surprised. Not in the slightest.
Instead, he simply waited — allowing his son the space to speak, to finally give voice to the emotions he had buried for years.
Taehyung sat still, but something had shifted. The tension in his shoulders eased, his voice growing softer, eyes distant yet shining with warmth as a small, wistful smile curved his lips.
Kim Taehyung {Enigma}
His name is… Jungkook. He was a junior of ours… back in college.
He chuckled faintly, but it was hollow, bittersweet — a sound that echoed with longing.
Kim Taehyung {Enigma}
I don’t know where he is now… or what he’s doing... if he's okay, if he's still as quiet, still as gentle...
The sadness in his voice was like a soft ache — quiet but sharp. It wasn’t just the pain of a love lost. It was the ache of never having it in the first place… and loving anyway. Ji-eun’s eyes widened slightly. She hadn’t seen Taehyung look like this in years — not since he was a boy chasing after stars with stories in his eyes. There was a tightness in her throat she hadn’t expected. Not disappointment. Not confusion.
Just a mother’s ache — at seeing her child sad, vulnerable, and still in love.
Jimin was staring at him, mouth slightly open.
Kim Jimin {Rare Omega}
💭 Hyung...
Kim Jimin {Rare Omega}
💭 He’s really in love. And he looks... broken.
Something inside Jimin twisted at the sight. His brother, the calm, untouchable Taehyung, looked more human — and more hurt — than ever before.
Kim Jimin {Rare Omega}
You… really miss him, don’t you?
Taehyung didn’t answer immediately. He looked down at his tea, now cold. The firelight cast soft shadows on his face as he spoke — barely above a whisper.
Kim Taehyung {Enigma}
Every day. Every moment.
And in that moment, no one interrupted.
No one judged.
The only sounds in the room were the soft crackling of firewood… and the echo of a name that still lived in Taehyung’s heart.
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