Is Your Heart Still Mine? √ | TK

Chapter Eighteen

Namjoon was 17 when he came to know who his father was, who his actual father was.

Kim Taehyuk.

A well known politician. People said he was the upcoming president. Would surely reach that position. Namjoon felt escalated when he came to know who his father was. He thought maybe in that way, he'll get some love.

Love from a father figure.

Maybe that was the reason Daewook hated him so much. Pushed him into becoming the heir of his company.

In becoming the leader for these assassins. Maybe that was the reason daewook never acted as a father figure for him because he wasn't his father to begin with. Maybe that's why he was hated. Because he was the result of an affair of his mother. Because he was a disgrace to daewook.

Now that he thinks about it, it was stupid of him to run to Taehyung.

He was so stupid to not realize that, why would anyone want their bastard son back?

Why would a politician want a taint in their perfect image?

What did he think? That Taehyuk would open his arms Welcome him with a stupid smile?

Idiot.

He was an absolute idiot to go to him. Because all his so-called father did was insult him.

Call his mother names, call him names. Dragged him through mud and then threw him out. At first, Namjoon was filled with rage, with an overwhelming urge to pull out a knife and plunge it through him.

But he could not because he simply wasn't strong enough.

And his father, Daewook had always told him that a leader never gets his own hands dirty. He has always told him that life is a game of chess. And you're supposed to be the king.

You do not move, you make everyone around you by your fingers. They should revolve around you, not the other way around. So Namjoon reined it in. He reined that anger in. Storing it in one corner of his brain.

He left with his head hunched down and one thought in his brain.

He'll bring the downfall of this family. Would make Taehyuk pay for his deeds. Though, meeting the only son of Taehyuk was not in his plan.

My bad, meeting the only legal son of Taehyuk was not in his plan.

Meeting Taehyung in the form of a kid not older than 5 or 6 was not in his plan.

He still remembers sitting in the yard of his so-called father. Tears clinging to his eyes, head weighted down by the insults of the man. He was still trying to process everything that happened in a span of the last few hours when the little kid had rushed to him. His normal siren eyes wide open, looking up at Namjoon as if he was a wonder of his own.

He had the same eyes as his so-called father. The same sharpness was in the eyes of this kid.

But while those eyes had mocked him, this kid’s eyes holded nothing but awe and curiosity. The little kid tilted his head, he had a blue koala stuff toy clutched against his chest.

“hyungie... Are you a superhero?” The kid asked almost like a secret, as if he was afraid of outing the identity of an actual superhero. Namjoon chuckled watery, no one would consider what they did a heroic act.

He's the heir of a company which runs a military of assassins. Heck, if possible daewook can have a parallel government running under his control.

Somehow, Namjoon never saw what they do as bad. After all, they provided food and shelter to kids. Employed those who had a dark future.