Our Marriage Story || Taekook

Chapter Sixty Two

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"He is your son! He is yours and Oppa's son."

The tight hold Mr Kim had on Mrs Kim's shoulders faltered the moment he processed those ringing words. Defeated and in shock, Mr Kim slumped down on the floor in devastation. He ran his trembling hands across his face, letting the weight of those words sink into his subconscious.

Unconsciously his eyes moved to his son, who was cradled in his husband's chest. When Taehyung was growing up, there were several instances where his sharp yet twinkling brown eyes, unique boxy smile and bubbly nature reminded Mr Kim of his love. Similarities in their mannerisms and artistic interests were uncanny. But as soon as those thoughts would occupy his conscious, Mr Kim would just as quickly shrug them off with the rationale, "Of course they are similar. He is his nephew, of course, Taehyung takes after his uncle."

But now? After taking another observant glance across his son's features Mr Kim felt his airway thinning. "How? I- I saw his b-body. He wasn't breathing... How?" Mr Kim mumbled, shuttering due to his overwhelming trainwreck of emotions.

"Oppa he... the body you saw wasn't of Oppa's. He... didn't die..." Mrs Kim answered with a nervous fumble.

At this comment, Mr Kim's eyes grew drastically wide in anger as he roared, "WHAT DID YOU DO, JIYOON!" The intensity of the voice made Mrs Kim and Taehyung flinch. Taehyung curled more into Jungkook's warmth while Mrs Kim reeled back, trembling in fear. She shook her head no, pleading helplessly and tearfully to her husband to drop the matter. But Mr Kim ignoring her futile pleas yanked Mrs Kim forward by her arm. Squeezing it in a bruising grip, he interrogated his voice prickly stern, "Tell me, Jiyoon! Tell me What. Did. You. Do?"

"I can't tell you! You'd never look at me!" Mrs Kim shrieked dejectedly.

Mr Kim scoffed, "As if I'd ever look at you any differently. Jiyoon, if I wasn't clear before, I'd be clear now. I hate you! I so freaking hate you. You destroyed everything for me. You took everything precious of me away from me! I lost Daehyung, myself and my sleep because of you! I only cared for all these years because of Taehyung. If not for Taehyung's sake I wouldn't even have looked your way!"

"I know! You think I wouldn't know that. Don't you know how freaking pathetic it makes me feel. How fucking pathetic I felt to know that all your love and care for me was fake. But I still lived in that illusion! Knowingly took the help of my child to gain even a bit of your love and affection. Do you know why I did that? I did it because that's how much I love you, Joon-ho!" Mrs Kim expressed, lovingly cupping Mr Kim's cheeks.

"I love you, Joon-ho! I love you so much despite everything. You are all that I ever wanted in my life. To have you I did everything. Ethical, unethical and everything in the book. You were mine first! I saw you and fell for you first! It's Oppa who is in the wrong! He took you away from me. He took my love from me! He never did anything for you. He was only your burden. I helped, Joon-ho. I helped you get that scholarship. I begged my father to help your business. You are the person today because of me!" Jiyoon exclaimed, edging closer to Joon-ho.

"I still remember our first encounter. I still remember the day when you took my breath away. I still remember the moment I fell for you. You may have forgotten our first meeting but to me it was everything. I had gone out with my friends to a cafe. Dad had blocked my credit cards and I was so embarrassed when the cashier informed me about it. I still remember the way people were looking at me. I still remember how my so-called friends were snickering behind my back. But at that moment, you came to my rescue. You popped out of nowhere and offered to pay for me. All my life people have only taken money from me. All my friends and relatives only looked at me like an unlimited supply of money. You were the first one who selflessly paid for me. I fell for you at that moment. I wanted to thank you for your kindness but you walked away just as cooly as you came. Since that day I visited that cafe every day in the hopes of meeting you again. For weeks you didn't show up, I was beginning to lose hope but then one day you came with your friends. I wanted to approach you but I got cold feet. You were so charming and handsome. I was too nervous to even say hello to you. Unconsciously I followed you on your way back home. I was shocked when I saw you entering the orphanage. I grew more intrigued. I wanted to know everything and anything about you. When I came to know about your scholarship application to the University, I asked, rather I begged my father to help with your application. Dad agreed to help but on the condition that I attend a boarding school in Switzerland. Dad always wanted me to attend that school but I didn't want to go far from home. We had an argument and it's why he blocked my credit cards. But on one mention that he'll help you if I agreed to his wishes I readily accepted his conditions. I went far away from home, feeling scared and homesick for you! I did everything for you but you couldn't even wait for me for a few years! After four years when I came home, you were the first person I wanted to see. When I came to your University I felt so nervous and giddy to finally meet you after four years. I even bought flowers and chocolates for you. But all my hopes crumbled when I saw you coming out of the University gates with my brother in your arms. You couldn't keep yourself from falling for my own brother behind my back, could you?" Mrs Kim screamed in agony.