/My Secret Crush / Jikook~

chapter 2

The man watches Jimin closely, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. He furrows his brow and lowers his voice, saying, "Hmm."

Jimin can't control his emotions, feeling like everything is falling apart around him. Panic rises in his chest as he anxiously asks, "Did mom and dad approve of this?"

A tense silence stretches between them for a few seconds, each second feeling like an eternity. The man licks his lips, his expression shifting slightly, and replies, "Isn't it enough if I could have a perfect face?"

Jimin is taken aback, his heart racing as a mix of fear and confusion washes over him. The new voice he hears is so refreshing and smooth compared to the Taehyung he once knew. The way he pronounces the final syllables sounds both intriguing and pleasant, almost melodic. It’s a stark contrast to the cold and distant tone that Hyung always used, leaving Jimin feeling unsettled.

"You," the man chuckles softly, his demeanor oddly playful, "Come here and see if my plastic surgery turned out great?"

Jimin senses that something is wrong, a gut feeling that twists his stomach.

This time, he hears noises behind him, the sound of approaching footsteps echoing in the tense atmosphere.

Jimin turns around, his heart racing, anxious to see what's happening. A man walks out of the bathroom, his hair still damp and a towel draped casually over his shoulder. He glances at Jimin, seemingly unconcerned, and nonchalantly grabs a fork from the fruit plate, devouring a juicy watermelon slice with an air of confidence.

Jimin's expression turns ghostly as he trembles, calling out, "Hyung..."

"What?" Taehyung looks at him, a playful smirk on his face as he takes a bite of the watermelon. "Am I impressing you with my handsomeness?"

"I..." Jimin stammers, struggling to find the right words. His mind races, caught between confusion and disbelief, but before he can gather his thoughts, the man behind him bursts into laughter, cutting him off.

Jimin, usually composed and collected, feels flustered, a wave of embarrassment washing over him. He gazes at the man who had been watching him, who suddenly stops frowning and exudes an alluring aura, making Jimin's heart skip a beat. The contrast between the two men is stark; Taehyung’s casual demeanor feels strangely out of place next to the other man's intense presence.

Thinking the man is mocking him, Taehyung shifts his attention back to him. "Jungkook, why are you laughing..." His tone is light, but there's an edge to it, a hint of annoyance that he tries to mask.

Taehyung refrains from using any harsh words because of Jimin's presence, wanting to keep the atmosphere light. He takes out his phone, opens the massage app, and playfully waves his hand in front of Jimin's face, breaking the tension.

[Little demon: What kind of trouble do you get into?]

Jimin quickly denies it, his voice rising slightly, "I don't cause any trouble, really!"

Taehyung watches him, raising an eyebrow, a smirk still playing on his lips. "It's good that you don't cause any trouble," he says, his tone teasing yet affectionate.

"...But Hyung, I have something..." Jimin tries to speak up, signaling to Taehyung to let the unfamiliar man go for a moment.

Taehyung acts like he doesn't notice the signal.

Then, the unfamiliar man speaks up excitedly, asking, "Taehyung, is he your younger brother?"

Taehyung sits down on his bed and casually says, "Could he be my son?"