Our Marriage Story || Taekook

Chapter Sixty

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"This is mine! You shouldn't have seen it!" Mr Kim roared with his nose flaring in anger. The leather baby book was held close to his chest protectively.

"Why are you here? I told you to stay in my office. Not to snoop around my personal things! How dare you come here? Get out! I said get out!" Mr Kim yelled with red eyes.

"Why? Why can't you say it? Why don't you show it? What's stopping you?" Taehyung ignored his father's outburst and instead fired his questions.

Mr Kim stepped back. Clenching onto the little black file held close to his chest, he mumbled mindlessly, "You shouldn't be here. This is my space... you can't be here. No one can be here~"

Mr Kim was hyperventilating. This place is his hideaway, his safe haven. A projection of his inner and real self. So the sudden invasion of private space even though by his own son irked his subconscious unimaginably. But Taehyung who was too gone in his own worries and miseries, ignored his father's state and instead fired more of his questions, "What is this place? Why did you make that book if I never mattered to you? But above all whose clothes are those and who is that guy?" Taehyung demanded pointing at the portrait of the mysterious person.

"Leave! I shouldn't have asked you to stay! Just leave, clearly, you can't be trusted!" Mr Kim mumbled leaning on the wardrobe, shielding it away from the intruder.

"No, I won't! Not before getting my answers! I want to know everything! I want to know why you always push me away. Why can't we be a normal family like everyone else? Why just why? Answer me!"  Taehyung interrogated angrily.

"Leave Taehyung! I said go away!" Mr Kim roared defensively with closed eyes and ragged breathing.

"Why are you so stubborn? Why can't you just tell me? Why do you treat me like I'm an outsider? I'm your son! You said you love me so why can't you tell me?" Taehyung pleaded with painful sobs.

Mr Kim shook his head and replied dismissively, "I don't know what you are talking about. I'll call my driver and he'll drop you home."

Taehyung gasped at his father's indifference. "Seriously? You know, after everything I thought we were finally becoming close but you ruin everything! I... I- just don't ever call me again! I don't wanna ever see you again!" Saying so, Taehyung got up from the bed to walk away.

"No... no... I'm sorry! Please don't go! I'm sorry" Mr Kim held Taehyung's hand frantically.

"I can't tell you... " Mr Kim muttered looking away from Taehyung's scrutinising eyes. There was no fire in his words and they almost sound like a plead.

"Why?" Taehyung asked in a delicate whisper, finally paying attention to his father's alarmed state.

"You don't wanna know... I just wanna protect you from the truth~" Mr Kim only gave him that after a long pause. His form screamed how vulnerable he was feeling at that moment.

"Isn't that for me to decide? I'm old enough to be able to handle your truth!" Taehyung coaxed, making his father sit on the bed. He dashed out and brought the water jar and glass with him. Drinking cold water helped Mr Kim to calm his nerves.

"Please dad, tell me. I have to know~" Taehyung requested once again when he saw his father was in a better state than before.

"It's a long story..." Mr Kim warned nervously.

"I've got all the time in the world..." Taehyung reassured, taking a seat beside his father on the bed. "Okay~ If you must know..." Mr Kim agreed, poured himself another glass of water and drank it all in one go to prepare himself before spilling out intimate details of his hidden past.