Thorns In Love (Taekook)

Chapter 18: A Night of Laughter and Love

No one pov :

Taehyung and Jungkook arrived at the Jeon mansion, surrounded by the opulent decorations and warm lights. They were greeted by the Kim family, already seated in the grand dining room.

Mr. Kim, a jovial man with a kind face, stood up to hug his son. "Taehyung, my boy! It's great to see you!"

Taehyung smiled, hugging him back. "Dad, it's great to see you too!"

Mrs. Kim, an elegant woman with a warm smile, embraced Jungkook. "Jungkook, dear, you look handsome as always!"

Jungkook nodded politely, hugging her back. "Thanks, Mrs. Kim. You look beautiful as always!"

Jin, Taehyung's brother, grinned at Jungkook. "Hey, Jungkook. Long time no see, man."

Jungkook smiled curtly, not really close to Jin. "Hey, Jin."

The family sat down to eat, and Mr. Jeon began to tease his wife. "Hey, dear, remember that time you tried to cook dinner and set the kitchen on fire?"

Mrs. Jeon playfully hit him with a spoon. "Oh, shut up! You're one to talk, Mr. 'I-can't-even-make-toast'!"

The table erupted in laughter, and Jungkook forced a smile, feeling a bit out of place.

As the night went on, the family shared stories and jokes, but Jungkook remained quiet, not really feeling part of the celebration.

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(Taehyung's POV)

As I watched Jungkook smile and laugh with my family, my heart ached with a mix of emotions. I knew it was all an act, a facade to hide the truth from our parents. But a part of me, a part I couldn't ignore, craved for that love to be real.

I wanted Jungkook to look at me with genuine affection, to hold my hand with sincerity, to love me truly. But I knew it was a far cry from reality.

As we finished dinner and the night drew to a close, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. I was living a lie, a happy couple drama that was nothing but a charade.

But as I glanced at Jungkook, I saw something in his eyes that gave me hope. A glimmer of warmth, a spark of affection. Maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for us after all.

I reached out and took his hand, my heart racing with anticipation. "Let's take a walk outside," I suggested, my voice low and husky.

Jungkook raised an eyebrow but nodded, his hand squeezing mine slightly. It was a small gesture, but it was enough to give me hope.

As we stepped out into the night air, I knew I had to take a chance. I had to tell Jungkook how I felt, even if it meant risking everything.

"Jungkook," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I know this isn't real, but I can't help how I feel. I want to be with you, truly be with you. No more pretend, no more lies."

Jungkook's eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, time stood still. I held my breath, waiting for his response, hoping against hope that he would feel the same way.

(Jungkook's POV)

As Taehyung poured his heart out, I felt a mix of emotions. A part of me wanted to reciprocate his feelings, to tell him I felt the same way. But another part of me, a part that was still hurting from the past, wanted to push him away.

"Taehyung, I...I don't know," I stuttered, my heart racing with confusion.
(The great jungkook shuttering)

Taehyung's face fell, and he looked at me with disappointment. "You don't feel the same way," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

I took a step back, trying to clear my head. "It's not that simple, Taehyung. I...I need space and time. I can't just forget the past and move on like nothing happened."

Taehyung's eyes narrowed, and he crossed his arms over his chest. "You're still holding onto the past, Jungkook. You're still holding onto Minhyun."

I flinched at the mention of his name, and Taehyung's words hit me like a slap in the face. "That's not fair, Taehyung," I snapped. "You have no idea what I'm going through."

Taehyung sighed and rubbed his temples. "I'm trying to understand, Jungkook. But you need to meet me halfway. You need to try to move on."

I shook my head, feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes. "I can't, Taehyung. I'm sorry. I just need some time."

Taehyung's face softened, and he reached out to me. "Okay, Jungkook. I'll give you space. But know that I'm here for you, whenever you're ready."

I nodded, feeling a lump form in my throat. "Thanks, Taehyung. That means a lot to me."

As we stood there, the tension between us palpable, I knew that I had to make a choice. I had to choose to move on, to choose to love Taehyung truly. But for now, I just needed some time.

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Hello petals,

After yoongi advice jungkook really wants to move on and and give second second chance to his love life but he was confused and struggling his inner pain
He needs time to heal... Will taehyung helps him.....???? Or minhyun evil plan wins????????