"I'll help Mr. Minghao keep the paintings in his car, sir." Taehyung says to his professor who agrees. Mr. Minghao had told the professor how extremely impressed he is with Taehyung's paintings and he would like to buy them. Being the supportive professor that he is, the oldest of the three is very happy for his student.
Once the two brother's leave the professor's office, they silently walk towards Mingyu's car in the parking lot. When they reach there, Taehyung dumps the paintings in the backseat and gets on the passenger seat. He wants to continue his conversation from earlier with Mingyu. When they were at the terrace, the bell had rung and the both of them had to leave for the professor's office. Now they are finally here and no one can disturb them.
After Mingyu gets on the driving seat, he turns the ignition on. He smiles at his brother when he sees Taehyung looking at him. "So Tae, let's continue what we were talking about. You made up that story to hide the truth?"
"Of course. Why else would I do that?" Taehyung rolls his eyes.
"There could be plenty of excuses though. This one was pretty cruel."
"Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, sir but even though I was raised in the Yakuza, you know I always stayed away from this mafia shit. You guys made sure of that and I'm fucking thankful for that but when I was left on my own, I didn't know how to deal with all this. I said the first thing that came to my mind since saying that my parents were dead sounded way more cruel than that." Taehyung glares at the older who sighs and nods.
Both their parents had a love marriage. Their mother loved their father so much that she even accepted the fact that he was the leader of the Yakuza. If she could live with him, she could deal with this. But when Mingyu was born, she did not want him to be a part of the mafia. She wanted her children to stay away from that lifestyle but her husband argued that they need an heir. They cannot give this empire to someone else. She had no choice but to agree. Mingyu has all that in his blood. The strength, the power, the dominating aura, making him the perfect heir.
When Taehyung was born eight years later, at that time, his mother told that they should not involve Taehyung in the gang at least. At least one of them should be living a normal life to which her husband agreed.
So Taehyung did all the things normal kids did. He did nothing related to the mafia. He wanted to be an artist from the very beginning and everyone supported him. Even though his family, well except his mom, thought that painting is useless, they supported their little baby. But then things went down and they had no choice but to send Taehyung away because they did not want to drag him in this crap.
"Look Tae, I'm sorry. I-" Mingyu starts speaking but he gets interrupted by the younger. "Hyung, stop apologising. I cannot accept your apology that easily because it was really hard for me. And I still don't know the reason why you guys had to suddenly send me away." Taehyung says, desperation is clearly evident in his voice because he has been wanting to know ever since he was made to leave the comforts of his home.
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FanfictionWhen the future mafia boss, Jeon Jungkook, ends up being roommates with Kim Taehyung, a broke university student who got disowned by his parents for being gay; fire is sure to ignite between them. But is a future mafia boss and a broke university st...