Jeon Jungkook! Yoongi laughed.
"What? Is there a problem?" Taehyung frowned.
"Nothing, man. Just thinking about a poor rabbit with a cruel tiger," Yoongi teased.
"Not that poor," Taehyung smiled.
"Whatever. I..." Yoongi started, but was interrupted.
"Tae..." Jimin called softly.
"Jimin," Taehyung stood up respectfully. "I think Mom asked you to get his details, right?"
"Yes," Jimin smiled.
"Wait a minute..." Taehyung walked to his room.
"Tae, I'm going home," Yoongi said as he stood up. "Where's our child, Jimin?"
"Yoongi... Please..." Jimin pleaded.
"Please what, baby? Hmm?" Yoongi asked.
Jimin looked at him in disbelief. "How many times have I told you? I am your brother-in-law."
"No, you're not. My brother is already dead. Love you." Yoongi made a kissing gesture and walked out. Jimin's eyes became teary. "He's not dead to me," he whispered.
*********
Hoseok looked at Jungkook's photo. "Looking cute, Tae."
"Thanks, Mom," Tae smiled.
"What are you planning? Getting married soon? I mean, he's just 21."
"I want to marry him soon and then send him for studies. That's my plan. Let me tell you something, Mom, this boy is different. He lives for his family, not for himself."
"Everyone's life isn't the same, Tae," Jin said.
"Find a new home before marriage and arrange everything," Hoseok advised.
"Why? This house is big enough for everyone," Jin looked at Hoseok, and Taehyung was surprised too. He never expected Hoseok to ask him to move out.
"Mom, are you not okay with Jungkook?" Taehyung asked, tense.
"Taehyung, I always respect your decisions. I ask you to move out because of Jimin. After your marriage, both of you will live happily in front of him, and he..." Hoseok's voice trembled. Father and son fell silent.
"I was thinking of another marriage for Jimin," Jin said.
"Me too, Jin, but who will marry him? A boy with a child , There are plenty of people who would want our money, but I want someone who dearly loves him and our child."
"There is someone," Jin smiled.
"Who?" Both Tae and Hoseok looked at him.
"I mean, someone will be there.... So, when are we going to Korea to meet Jungkook and his family?"
"I think next week," Taehyung said.
"Yes," Hoseok nodded in agreement.
************
"Next week? But..."
"But what?"
"Hyung, are you sure I want to come to London after marriage?" Jungkook asked, concerned.
"Yes, my wife should be with me," Taehyung replied firmly.
"But what about my family, hyung? They don't have anyone except me."
"I know that, Jungkook. I'm thinking of something for them. Don't worry. We can take them with us."
"Are you sure?" Jungkook was amazed.
"Yes, if they are willing."
"I don't know why I'm so lucky to have you. I love you."
"Love you too, Jungkook."
"Taetae..." Jungkook heard a small voice.
"Hey, come here, prince, and say hello to Jungkook," Tae said while carrying little Joon.
"Hello..." Hearing his cutest voice, Jungkook smiled big. "Hi, who is this?"
"I'm Kim Joon, and who is this?"
"I'm Jungkook," he imitated the baby.
"How are you, Uncle?"
"I'm fine, baby. Thanks. And you?"
"I'm good too. Taetae uncle gives me lots of chocolates and toys."
"Oh..." Their conversation continued like that.
*************
"What are you talking about, Jiya?"
"The truth. My brother is finding money by selling himself."
"No way, Jungkook isn't that kind of boy," John said, disbelief evident in his voice.
"Really? I saw it with my own eyes. He even brought a man to our home. Such a whore."
"What the...? Hmm... Or where would he get this much money?" John sighed.
"I want to inform our parents. Their sweet Kooki is a..." She gritted her teeth. "I want to see their faces then."
"Not so soon. We need more evidence."
"Evidence? Look..." She showed her phone to John. Jungkook was kissing Taehyung, but only Jungkook's face was recognizable.
"Jiya, this car... There's a car behind them... this car..."
"Car?" she asked.
"Phantom Coupe. One of the most expensive Rolls Royces. Your brother is earning too much," John laughed
Jiya looked down, conflicted.
"Wait patiently, Jiya. First, get some money from him. Then we can take everything slowly."
"Hmm... I'm thinking that too..."
John looked at her, dialed his brother's number, and moved away from there.
