A Slave's Savior [A taekook mafia fan fiction]

Chapter 8

Currently he was in his office, smashing something on his keyboard. He decided it was better for him not to see that Jimin holding kook so he send the driver to drop him home.

His spies have found out everything about him. They concluded that Jimin was a good student, good friend and an excellent son. He liked flirting with everyone including his own mother. And he did this to make people feel wanted. Someone he could trust kook with.

His secretary entered the room and bowed to him.
"Sir, Mr. Kim is calling you."

"Why?"

"He looked serious.. maybe for a mission." He said.

Tae took his gun in his hand and rushed towards his office.

He opened the door of the office.
"You called me." He asked in his famous deep voice.

"I wanted to talk to you." He father looked more composed than buddha. Surely it was not to prepare a mission.

"If it's for your apology again. Lemme make it clear I am not forgiving you for what you did. I warned you. You never thought about me did you? Your 13 year old son, I was a freaking child."

"Tae, I couldn't see that was wrong, I was blinded by power and anger. I promised you I won't do that again. We have stopped slave trading because you--" Mr. Kim said.

He was stopped by a loud bang on the table. Tae threw his gun on the table.

"That won't change anything, that won't change anything you did to him." He said.

"Taehyung! sit down. We need to talk something important." He said.

He sighed at looked at the clock. It was 5:37.

"Make it quick, I need to go home." He said sitting.

"Go home to him? Go home to the boy? I have seen how you care about him. I know you love him. You don't eat without confirming he had his lunch. My son that I knew hating cooking, but you cook for him. If only he loves you, I was planning to let you both be married." Mr. Kim said.

"Huh, marry?" Tae laughed sarcastically.

"Your agents would have told you he looks perfectly fine, healthy from outside. But about his mental health? he is traumatised! He gets nightmares every night. Every SINGLE night!" He shouted.

"He is scared of me, why? because I told him that I am your son. The person who ruined his life, I am his son. Last night he got panic attack because I tried to hug him. And yes! I love him. I fucking love him! But he won't. Even if he tries his past won't let him. The only person I loved in this life, I can't be happy with him, because of you!" Tae said and left his office banging the door behind him.

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Right now, 8:22 pm. Taehyung was sitting in the living room, his laptop on the table reading the reports of the illegal diamond export. He had seen Jungkook leaving the kitchen after whispering a 'welcome back' to him. After that he only came back to take the water bottle. He hoped that Jungkook would come back to him and ask him to watch ironman Or whatever new marvel movie he wanted.

He heard footsteps approaching him, slow and weak, scared to be exact. It was Jungkook. He came and sat on the couch next to him. He looked at him from the side of his laptop and turned his gaze again to the screen. Probably he was hungry.

"Hyung" He called, he voice as dry as hay. It was not demanding, not his cute whine, no sweetness just some black letters that somehow came out from his mouth to make sense.

"Yeah!" Tae looked at him. He was finally willing to talk to him.

"About the project, Jimin, his mom is sick so he can't come over. He asked me for a stay over. I want to go with him after school tomorrow." Jungkook said calmly.

"Okay"
Tae turned his head towards the laptop screen biting his lips. He knew he won't be able to hold his tears if he sat like this.

"Let's have the dinner." He said closing the laptop and made his way towards the kitchen.

Tae heated the food while Jungkook arranged the plates. It was the most awkward time of the day, when they had to eat together, none of them could run away or avoid it.

Somehow Tae thought the best option to remove this awkwardness was to talk about a more awkward thing.

"Koo.. I know it's because of your dream that you are pushing me away?" He finally concluded. "What did you see? What did I do?" Tae pleaded.

"I.. I saw that you.." Jungkook looked down at his food.  "You were.. with Mr. Kim and you were.." He sniffed and wiped his tears in his hoodie preventing it to drop in the food. He was too embarrassed to say that.

"That's enough, I can understand." Tae stopped him, he knew it was going to happen.

"It's because I hugged you last night. Isn't it?" He asked.

Jungkook slightly nodded, pulling the side of his lower lips by the teeth.

"I won't force you now, I won't stop you. You can do whatever you want, you can go wherever you feel safe. You don't to obey me or live me if you don't want." He said with a straight face.

Jungkook looked up at him.
"Are you giving up on me?"
A drop of tears escaped from Jungkook's eye stopping at his cheeck and then accelerating down at the dining table.

"No" His voice cracked as he spoke, "I'm setting you free." Tae said and stood up turning to his room, he tried to walk normally not to make obvious that he was almost breaking apart.

While Jungkook sat there lonely at the dining table, weeping silently. All the care, all the love, all those warm hugs, could he ever think of leaving them? He knew how lonely this house felt from a week when his hyung was not around, he imagined how Taehyung lived here for years. How could he leave his hyung, alone, to roam in the loneliness of this place?

Just 1 nod, 1 thought, 1 insecurity, 1 nightmare ruined it all, 'sins of a person are not inherited!'