The market place looked as bustling as ever. Enormous varieties of food stalls with desserts, colorful drinks to tasty foods like jjajangmyeon, tteokbokki and various others were lined up. The best of clothes of silk and linen were displayed to attract the nobles. They all seemed to be pricy and cannot be afforded by common people. The shop owners and vendors mainly targeted the rich nobles transporting from different cities to the capital city for earning their profits. Jungkook walked through the market place eyes skimming through every single stuffs put for display. It was not like he really wanted to buy them, he had more than enough stuffs back at home. But he had a different purpose today. He was dressed in rags. His Royal clothings neatly folded and packed in his back pack, which he carried on his back. He cannot afford to be recognised no matter what.
He looked nothing more than a mere commoner.
He slowly took out a paper ( similar to ancient scroll) from his back pack along with his paint brush, and sketched every single detail he could capture with his eyes ; he was really a great painter and loved capturing moments in the form art.
His intense sketching moment got interrupted when he heard the cries of a little boy, he looked very tiny not more than six years if jungkook could guess. Jungkook witnessed the boy to be beaten brutally by an angry vendor, " How dare a little cunt like you try to steal my freshly baked cakes, your filthy hands needs to be chopped off ", he screamed continuously kicking the child's face.
The boy groaned in pain, his nose bleeding, his lips were cut open and his face badly bruised.
Jungkook watched as the crowds continued passing by as though they have seen nothing ; but jungkook had enough, he would not let such brutality to happen, not today.
He walked to the vendor and shouted, "stop, will you, why would you hit a little child so badly? ", he was beyond enraged. The vendor eyed jungkook from his head to toe and scrunched his nose in disgust. Jungkook had rubbed his face with dirt and had worn dirty torn clothes to make him look unrecognizable. " Well, who are you to question me boy? " , the man growled. " I am his brother, now tell me what gave you the right to hit a child in public, don't you know it is legally a crime. " Asked jungkook feeling his anger raising every minute.
"You talk a lot for a beggar ", the man seethed. Jungkook fisted his hand in anger, he would have punched right into the man's ugly face ; the man continued, " Your so called brother tried to steal my sweet buns ; hand over the coins and you can leave or else I am taking you both to the legal court just as you have said ; sounds fair ", the man said extending his hand.
Jungkook looked at the poor boy, he looked so pitiful his eyes teary ; Jungkook helped him stand on his little feet which were wobbling ; he looked too thin as if it had been weeks since the boy had something to eat.
He fished into his pocket and fetched some coins and placed on the man's hand , " Hand me the buns and let the boy go " , jungkook said through his gritted teeth. The man counted the coins and smirked, " You have enough coins for a beggar, " he said.
" You speak one more word, you will be counting your teeth ", Jungkook said angrily. He held the boy' s hand gently and walked him away. His eyes softned on seeing the poor boy.
" I am sorry please do not take me to the court, I was so hungry so was naeun but I just fetched only for her. She is a baby and could not stop crying. Please don't hurt me. " the child said looking down.
Jungkook felt his own eyes tearing up, how could a little child suffer this much. He bent down to the boy's level and asked in softest voice he could muster , " What is your name kid? "
" Choi soobin ", the kid sniffled, Jungkook nodded smiling " I am jungkook, you can call me hyung,"he said which earned a nod from the boy who was busy rubbing his nose.
"So, tell me where are your parents and who is naeun so that I can help you? " Jungkook asked ; " Naeun is my baby sister, we don't have parents, they died; we live with our uncle ; he does not buy us any food " the boy said pitifully.
Jungkook felt bad for the kid, " Alright, you can take these buns ", he offered .
" All of them ", the boy asked his eyes widened comically, jungkook would have laughed out if it was not for the situation. " Yes, all of them " , he said smiling , " I will buy you more food everyday, alright for you and Naeun, you need not have to steal anymore ", The boy smiled brightly and hugged jungkook, " Thank you hyung, I love you. I will pay you all back one day ".
He waved his little hands and ran off in the direction of his house.
Jungkook cooed at him. The sun was nearly setting, jungkook folded his scroll, it was a painting of soobin waving him bye ; suddenly he remembered he need to be home " Oh shit ", he mumbled and ran back home as fast as he could.
Should junkook be punished for sneaking out..... Please let me know in comments. Also vote for me. Thanks for reading my book❤
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