TRAGEDY OF PAST || JJK. FF || FT. KTH

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The clock marked the passing of time in Jungkook's office, the ambiance a stark contrast to the memories that once lingered in the shadows of his mind. It had been six months since his departure from the mansion, a journey marked by introspection, healing, and the pursuit of redemption.

Jungkook, now back at his place, had undergone rigorous treatment for his split personality, an arduous journey that lasted only a month. Remarkably, the rehabilitation process had been successful, and the haunting specter of his darker self seemed to have dissipated. The legal intricacies surrounding his past actions, committed during the throes of mental illness, spared him from the confines of a jail cell.

The two months following his return saw a meticulous reconstruction of his life. Eunwoo, a steadfast companion during Jungkook's absence, had played a pivotal role in stabilizing the affairs that had unraveled in his wake. His unwavering commitment and dedication to Jungkook's well-being had earned him the title of the true confidant of the young man.

Now, in the tranquil rhythm of work resuming in Jungkook's office, his focus shifted to the laptop screen, engrossed in the professional responsibilities that marked his return. The hum of productivity was momentarily interrupted by his secretary's entrance, bearing news of an unexpected visitor.

"Sir, someone is here to meet you," the secretary declared, triggering a curious glance from Jungkook. Dr. Kim's name resonated in the air, unleashing a cascade of memories and emotions that had been intricately woven into the fabric of his past.

The door swung open, and to Jungkook's surprise, it wasn't Dr. Kim who stepped into the room. Instead, it was Taehyung, the smile on his face echoing the joyous aura he carried. His presence, however unexpected, instantly lifted the atmosphere, infusing the room with a warmth that bordered on the profound.

"Taehyung," Jungkook acknowledged, his voice carrying a mix of surprise and genuine pleasure. His eyes, accustomed to the professional setting of the office, softened as he took in the sight of his old friend.

Taehyung reciprocated with a warm smile. "Jungkook, it's been a while. How have you been?" The genuine concern in Taehyung's voice reflected the depth of their shared history, the twists and turns that had defined their friendship.

"I've been getting back on my feet," Jungkook replied, his gaze momentarily shifting to the six-month-old bundle of joy in Taehyung's arms. Ha-rin, now a source of joy and solace, brought a tender smile to Jungkook's face.

"Look who's here to see you," Taehyung remarked, gently bouncing Ha-rin in his arms. The little one, blissfully unaware of the complexities that surrounded her father's life, cooed in response.

Jungkook's eyes locked onto Ha-rin, a softness overtaking the once stoic expression. "She's grown so much," he observed, marveling at the undeniable beauty of the tiny human in Taehyung's embrace.

"Hmm... She missed her dad," Taehyung casually noted, the words gently floating into the room. Jungkook's attention snapped back to his friend, a mixture of surprise and curiosity etched on his face. Taehyung, ever the bearer of lighthearted banter, smiled softly, a glint of mischief dancing in his eyes.

As the weight of the moment hung in the air, Taehyung's expression shifted, revealing a depth of understanding that transcended the casual façade. "I know everything, Jungkook," he confessed, his tone carrying a sincerity that underscored the gravity of his revelation.

Jungkook, caught off guard, felt the room closing in as the echoes of Taehyung's words resonated. His eyes searched Taehyung's face for clarity, the weight of the unspoken settling over them like a shroud.

"On the day, when Ha-rin was born... when you and Y/n were talking... I heard everything," Taehyung disclosed, the truth laid bare in the quietude of the office. The confession held a vulnerability, a shared understanding of the intricacies that had shaped their intertwined lives.