《Something I Never told You (Tk)》25
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KIM TAEHYUNG"
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Taehyung stood in front of the same house again which he left seventeen years ago and a sarcastic chuckle left his lips as he looked at the beautiful, elegant building in front of him. Nothing changed over the years, it still looked the same, totally unaffected of how the life of people who used to live there all those years ago took a three sixty turn.
Nothing was same.
Taehyung wasn't same anymore.
While the blonde was busy in his own thoughts, Taegguk looked at his new home, sorry...temporary home with hatred. He didn't want to go to a place where his mother was made to suffer.
He didn't want to live in a place which will remind his mother of his hurtful past.
He didn't want to live under the same roof where his so-called father lives.
''Let's go, Gguk!!'' Taehyung called breaking his son's trance who looked at the blue eyed male lovingly.
''Are you sure, Mom?''
''We don't have any other option, Gguk.''
With that, both of them went inside and Taehyung felt like he was standing on the same spot where he had been standing almost eighteen years ago.
The scene was same. All the maids were standing to welcome them with their smiles on display, just the way they had when Taehyung came to this house after his marriage.
He felt so suffocating as more memories came flashing in his mind making the boy struggle to breathe properly. Tears unknowingly formed in his eyes but he collected himself when Gguk held his hand. Taehyung looked at his son who nodded at the blue eyed boy assuringly.
''I am here with you, Mumma!!''
And that was enough to make the blonde smile.
Jungkook wasn't home yet and Taehyung and Taegguk denied to have dinner as both of them just wanted to go to their room and sleep.
The day has been emotionally exhausting for both of them.
The maids showed them their room but Taehyung's eyes widen when he saw the room that was provided to him. He looked at the maid in horror.
''I-Isn't there any other room?''
''Jungkook asked us to clean this room for you. There are other rooms too if you want, Sir bu-''
''Its Okay...I'll manage.'' The blonde cut the maid in the middle making her nod and walk away. The blonde looked back at the door before chuckling humourlessly.
Still not done with making me suffer?
He opened the door and his eyes widen in shock again. The room was still the same as he had left. Looked like no one had been to this room during last seventeen years. The curtains, the sheets, Paintings....everything was unchanged.
The blonde walked inside hesitantly. His eyes fell on his slippers under the bed, his little to almost no makeup products which must have expired by now still decorated on the dressing table. Taehyung didn't know what came to him but he walked over to the cupboard and opened it.
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A silent gasp left his lips when he saw all of his clothes still there. He didn't know what he should feel. Tears came running down his cheeks as he touched his old belongings with his fingertips and in next second, he closed the cupboard harshly and turned around.
No.
He won't cry again.
He wasn't weak...like he was years ago.
He didn't throw them because he didn't want to touch the belongings which belong to a pathetic gold digger like you- that's what he told himself and wiped his tears.
He will ask maids to clean the cupboard tomorrow as he didn't want to keep anything that remind him of his past.
The night passed quickly. Taehyung didn't realise when he fell asleep while lost in his thoughts.
The morning sun scattered it golden light beautifully showering the world in brightness. The birds left their home in search of food while air danced freely talking to the branches of trees. Sky was clear, as if someone had picked up all the clouds of sadness and threw them away into infinity.
Jungkook walked into the dining room with a big grin on his face. Taehyung and Taegguk were already sitting and having their breakfast and the ravenette hadn't felt this much happy in his life as much he was feeling right now.
''Good morning!'' He greeted sitting on his chair only to get no reply but this didn't make his smile falter even a bit. The ravenette knew that was what he will get- silence, cold shoulder and he didn't blame anyone for that other than himself.
''Gguk.....Where is my breakfast?'' He asked to his son with his eyes trained on Taehyung who served one more pancake to his son and poured some strawberry syrup on it, not glancing at Jungkook even once.
''Thank you, Mumma.'' There, Gguk ignored his father again and sipped on his banana milk.
''Oh wow!! Banana milk is your favourite too?'' Jungkook asked again getting excited.
''Congratulations......now you know one thing about your sixteen years old son. That's a great achievement.'' The boy couldn't stop himself from taunting his father sharply making the ravenette look down with a weak smile only to look back at his son again.
''Yeah....Thanks.'' Taegguk rolled his eyes and focused on his breakfast again.
''Mumma....you said you will take me somewhere today. Where are we going?'' The bunny boy asked munching on his breakfast cutely.
''You guys are going somewhere?'' Jungkook asked making his son look at him with hatred. The ravenette licked his lips and looked down after mumbling a sorry.
''Yeah...Finish your breakfast first. You will know everything soon.'' Taehyung replied smiling at his son lovingly. Both of them ignored Jungkook like he don't even exist hurting the boy a little but wasn't this what he deserved after doing all that with Taehyung years ago?
When nothing came to Jungkook's mind how to start conversation with the blonde, he picked up the plate from which the blonde was eating making the blonde look at him with disbelief while Taegguk looked at his father like he was some kid.
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''I really missed this. You have magic in your hands'' Jungkook said taking a bite of the pancake without looking at the blonde who rolled his eyes. Taehyung knew Jungkook was only trying to provoke him.
''Don't forget to make breakfast for me too from next time, please.'' He requested, still not able to look in those blue eyes that make him weak.
''He isn't your maid.''
''He is my husband, Gguk.'' The ravenette replied sternly only to make his son chuckle.
''Wow! What a great mentality. Claim your rights on your husband when you want and discard him after using as if he was some toy.....I am very much impressed, Mr Jeon.'' Taegguk taunted giving a sharp pang on Jungkook's heart.
It was his punishment and he deserve this- Jungkook told himself again.
''I am your father, Taegguk....not Mr Jeon.''
''Giving a sperm don't make anyone a father. If that was the case, sperm donors would start claiming their rights on thousands of children in this world.'' Taegguk stated looking direct in his father's eyes making the blonde nervous.
''Gguk......Stop it.'' The blonde didn't want any drama first thing in the morning.
''He should stop all his nonsense, Mumma. Why does he have to act like he care? He shouldn't try to talk to us if he want me not to forget my respect.'' Taegguk replied and Jungkook could only look down in shame.
The rest of the breakfast was silent. Taegguk left to his room while Jungkook left for office. Taehyung let the maids do the dishes and he picked up an apple as the boy hadn't had anything because Jungkook ate his share.
Two hours later, Taehyung stopped the car at a cemetery making Taegguk confuse.
''Why have you brought me here, Mom?''
''Just come with me, You will know everything.'' The blonde replied chuckling. He picked up the three bouquet from the back seat and got out of the car and Taegguk immediately followed him.
Five minutes later, both of them stood in front of Taehyung's grandmother's grave. The boy placed a bouquet of flowers on her grave and smiled.
''She always wanted to see Mini Taehyungie, Gguk... I know she is looking at you from above there and getting happy.'' The blue eyed male said making Taegguk smile.
''You love her a lot...don't you?''
''Yeah....She was my everything. She kept me away from every problem and once she was gone, I too lost myself in this world.'' The blonde replied sadly.
''Don't be sad, Mom....she will also become sad.'' Taehyung chuckled and stood up.
''Come.....I want you to meet someone else too.'' With that, he took Taegguk to two other graves.
''He is your grandfather and that's your grandmother's grave, Gguk. They were so sweet. They loved me more than their own son. Only if they hadn't been selfish.....'' The blonde mumbled the last words to himself.
''I don't know what I should feel, Mom.....They are strangers to me. I never saw them then how can I feel something. Its like I am meeting a stranger.'' Gguk replied looking at the two graves.
''If they were alive, I know you would have loved them more than even me. They would have spoilt you with their love......I am not asking you to feel anything. I just wanted you to meet them or else they would have been mad at me.'' Taehyung replied smiling weakly making the boy smile back in response.
He walked ahead and placed the bouquet on the graves and sat down to talk to them.
''I don't know what to say, Grandma, Grandpa.....I wish you were alive so that we could have spend a lot of time together playing different games. I needed someone to play with me when I was kid. Mom was always busy taking care of everything....Even when Mom always told me stories at night, I still wanted grandparents who could tell me bedtime stories. I also wanted a happy family....'' Taegguk kept talking while the blonde's eyes teared up.
Only if his grandmother hadn't asked Mr and Mrs Jeon to marry their son to him, only if they hadn't blackmailed Jungkook to marry him that day. Only if Mrs Jeon hadn't made him promise that he won't give up, only if things were not the way they were.
Only if Jungkook wasn't what he was.
Only if he cared for his husband, his son...his family back then.
Even though it wasn't Taehyung's fault that their marriage couldn't work out but the blonde was so guilty for not been able to fulfill his promise to his grandmother and mother like mother in law. He tried, he gave his best....he tried to hold onto that weak string that connected him and Jungkook but the pain, the betrayal, the hurt was too much to endure.
He would have died if he hadn't gave up.
Taehyung cried silently standing there. He didn't want his son to see him breaking like he did years ago.
He thought the pain of his share was over, that he will not have to suffer anymore, that he will also have a normal life like other but every hope, every dream crashed yet again when Jungkook decided to bring him back to the same country, same city, same house, same conditions and same relationship again.
He didn't know what future hold for him anymore.
He only wanted this six months to be over as soon as possible so that he can go back to his normal life.
How childish he was to think that things will be so easy!!
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