Mistake Of that Night √ | TK

Chapter Twenty Seven

They were standing by the stairs, thanking eun-na for the delicious food when they heard someone walking down the stairs. 

Eun-na looked up and her face lit up. 

“Jimin! Look who's back” Eun-na exclaimed, Smiling wide towards his son who was coming down the stairs, eyes trained on his phone. 

“You still got your pink hair, I see” Jungkook comments, which makes Jimin’s ears perk up when he stands at the bottom of stairs. He looked up from the phone with a raised eyebrow, eyes zooming towards his brother and he grinned.

“Baby bro finally got scared of living alone?” 

Jungkook chuckled at the mocking tone. Still, having that sharp tongue. 

Jungkook didn't lie when he said everyone is an oddball in the Jeon family. His mother is a sweet woman with sharp senses, his father is a tempered guy who is reined by his wife. Jungkook, well, he's not sure where to put himself. Jimin however, is the savage between them, doesn't listens to anyone, has the fuck you and fuck everyone vibe. 

“Nah hyung, just came to check if you are still shorter than a bonsai or not,” he tipped his head sideways and winked. 

“Bonsai or not, still got more bitches than you on my bed little bro” Jimin raised his phone with a cheesy boyish grin, doing a cheers sign with the phone.

“Language Jimin!” 

“What? Now I can't even state facts?” Jimin looked with wide eyes, face morphed in fake innocence.

“This boy—” 

“Good to know, I don't have a lot of people to kill” Jimin frowned, turning his head towards the new face in between them. He raised a brow at him. 

“You are?” 

“The only bitch he'll ever have, apparently” Taehyung wrapped his arms around his chest, coming in front of the mobster protectively. 

“You are his—” 

“Boyfriend, oh and I'll like the names of all those people.” Jimin mused. 

“Consider it done” Jungkook tried hard to suppress his smile at the protective nature of the racer. 

“My baby bro got tied down huh?” Jimin said with a light teasing grin. 

Jungkook raised his hands to put it around the younger’s waist, propping his chin on his shoulder, back hugging the male. He nodded his head and grinned. 

“Don't want to grow grey hair like you while being bitch-less, Hyung”

“Jungkook” 

“Mum, your sons are  basically at the age of having kids of their own. Chill” Jungkook whined. 

Eun-na rolled her eyes, huffing and turning to walk away, grumbling to herself about something which they couldn't seem to hear. 

“Did he meet The old man?” Jimin asked seriously, no more joking. 

Jungkook doesn't know why, but Jimin and his father didn't get along. There were a lot of differences between them and it seemed like the distance between them never recovered. That's why Jimin stopped addressing Dae-jung as appa or even father like Jungkook does. 

The mobster has a hunch that the reason behind it is the result of the loss of Jimin’s first boyfriend, who worked for their father. Jungkook doesn't know a lot, he hasn't even seen the male. He was around 12-13 when Jimin was in a serious relationship, probably the only serious relationship he was in.