UNCLE KIM✔| TK

07: Who is she

♡UNCLE KIM♡
[ Edited || reposted ]

12.02.2024

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The atmosphere was quiet until Taehyung’s phone buzzed. He smiled as he glanced at the caller ID. 

“Excuse me,” he said politely, stepping away to answer the call. 

Left alone with Hobi, Jungkook let out a sigh, his expression clouded with unresolved emotions. 

“So, do you still love him or what?” Hobi asked, leaning closer. 

Jungkook nodded slowly. “I can’t seem to move on, hyung. It’s been so hard.” 

“It’s okay, bub. Have you thought about telling him how you feel?” Hobi suggested gently. 

“It’s not that simple, Hyungie,” Jungkook replied, his voice tinged with hesitation. 

Hobi smiled warmly. “But I know my Jungkook is brave enough for this. You can do it! Fighting!” 

Jungkook smiled faintly at Hobi’s encouragement, but the doubt still lingered. 

Hobi frowned, clearly displeased with Jungkook’s downcast mood. “Your gloomy face is breaking my heart. Wait—I’ve got an idea!” 

Jungkook’s eyebrows raised in curiosity. “What’s the idea?” 

Hobi leaned in, whispering something in Jungkook’s ear. His words made Jungkook’s eyes widen in surprise. 

“Are you serious, hyung?” Jungkook asked, stunned by the unexpected suggestion. 

“Absolutely! Don’t worry about me. I’m ready to endure a few kicks or punches for your happiness. Anything for you, bub,” Hobi replied with a playful grin. 

Jungkook chuckled, feeling a sense of gratitude wash over him. “Thank you, Hyung, for always being there for me.” 

:: Meanwhile, with Taehyung

“Yoo, handsome! Didn’t you miss your baby at all? You didn’t even text me for a whole day!” a teasing voice chirped through the phone. 

Taehyung chuckled. “Who said I didn’t miss my baby? I missed you so much, princess. Now, tell me, how are you?” 

“I’m not fine without you, Taetae,” the voice replied in an adorable tone. 

“Aww, baby, don’t worry. You’ll be with me in a few days, okay?” Taehyung reassured her. 

“Did you finish the main task I gave you?” she asked, her tone turning serious. 

“It’s ongoing. I’m trying,” Taehyung admitted, a small pout forming on his lips. 

“Stop pouting and just get it done already! You know I’m impatient,” she said dramatically, making Taehyung laugh softly. 

“Yes, I know you are better than anyone,” he replied warmly. 

“That’s why I love you,” she said, her voice filled with affection. 

“I love you more, Princess,” Taehyung responded tenderly. 

“Okay, bye, Taetae! I have to get to school now!” she said cheerfully. 

“Wait! Don’t leave without giving Unky a kiss,” Taehyung teased, his tone playful. 

Giggling, she responded by sending him exaggerated kissing sounds over the phone, which made him laugh. He returned the gesture with a quick kiss before ending the call. 

Still smiling from the sweet exchange, Taehyung stood up and made his way back to where Jungkook and Hobi were sitting. 

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As Taehyung approached, he was greeted by a peculiar sight. Jungkook was perched on Hobi’s lap, the two of them laughing while a waiter stood nearby with an empty tray. On the floor, spilled drinks and scattered glasses created a chaotic scene. 

It was clear they had staged everything—Hobi looked like he had heroically “saved” Jungkook from an accident, and the waiter seemed genuinely apologetic. Their camaraderie was evident in their amused expressions. 

“Oh my god! Are you okay, bub?” Hobi exclaimed dramatically, looking at Jungkook as if he were injured. 

“I’m fine, Hyungie!” Jungkook replied, playing along with a pout. 

“Can’t you see what you’ve done? Because of your clumsiness, my bub could’ve gotten hurt!” Hobi scolded the waiter sternly. 

“I… I’m so sorry, sir! It won’t happen again!” the waiter apologized, bowing repeatedly. 

“Get out!” Hobi barked, waving the waiter away. The waiter bowed one last time before hurrying off. 

“Are you sure you’re okay, bub?” Hobi asked, his hands resting lightly on Jungkook’s waist. 

The simple gesture was enough to make Taehyung’s chest tighten. He clenched his jaw, watching the scene unfold with a storm of emotions brewing inside him. 

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