Scintillating Ember Eyes || Tk

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•Chapter sixteen•

I didn't know it would be this difficult.

Taehyung had returned to his room right after breakfast with a crestfallen face and a hurt heart.

Mira had chosen to take a seat right next to Jungkook and had been especially clingy, holding his elbows and leaning closer whenever someone unknown came closer or when the ministers praised her beauty.

She had been happy most of the times and had been embarassed and shy as they continued to praise her for her bravery, trying to win the heart of their future queen.

Yet, most of them had failed to notice how tense and uncomfortable Jungkook was whenever she held him, and she didn't seem to realise too.

She was just holding him in innocence, thinking of him as someone who would save her always.

But Taehyung and Jungkook hadn't been happy with all these things, none blaming the girl for it but blaming the situation.

Jungkook didn't have no one worry about him though. The servants kept trying to make him eat something and Youngmi had her entire attention on Jungkook, looking at him carefully and just trying to make him calm down.

Taehyung had no one to care for him.

He didn't expect anyone other than Youngmi to care for his state, and though he had been sitting right next to her like always, she didn't look at his hurt face even once.

She always wished to see and take care of her own son first before looking at anyone else.

Taehyung hadn't just been careless or rude towards her for nothing. He wasn't the wrong one; he hadn't just misbehaved to his mother like guardian when she said a few harsh words to him.

It was just... She failed to make him feel like she would always be there for him even if no one else was, like a mother would.

He hadn't known what a parent's love would feel like, but he could clearly see the difference in her attitude and behaviour towards him or any of her other kids and Jungkook.

It was alright. She had done just so much for him--financially--that he couldn't see her as a person who didn't do anything good for him.

He still hoped, believed, that she'll see him as anything more than just a pretty omega she took under her wing as a sacrifice.

And he needed her the most now, just as much as Jungkook did.

He thought he had been severely lonely when Jimin came in, and had also hated the poor male omega for that, but this was much more bitter.

This feeling was eating him up.

He had been bottled up with worries and insecurity, having no one to look at him, care for him, ask him how he's doing or just making sure he's alright.

He had no one to share anything with.

As he sat in his room and flipped through the many letters Yoongi sent him, most of them pleading for a response and begging him to let him know whether his baby brother is alright or not, he couldn't help but feel his heart clench.