Both are here, Yoongi said with a hint of frustration.
Hmm... Taehyung sighed.
Hyung... Yoongi called him in a helpless voice. Jungkook was surprised by the way Yoongi addressed Taehyung; he had never seen Yoongi show respect to his brother.
Look, don't worry. Jimin is yours, Taehyung said, patting Yoongi's cheek affectionately. No one takes care of Jimin and the baby like you do. Both of them will be yours. Do you believe your brother?
Yoongi nodded. Jungkook wondered at what he was hearing. Come on, Taehyung said, holding Jungkook and Yoongi as they walked inside. Jungkook saw two people sitting on the couch who appeared to be in their fifties. They never smiled at Jungkook.
Best choice, Taehyung, the lady glared at Taehyung and Jungkook. Jungkook immediately hid behind Taehyung. The killer's son, she spat.
Mrs. Kim, please mind your words, Taehyung said to her. Jungkook was shocked and looked around. No one said anything. Jin was looking down. Jimin stood in a corner, hugging his sleeping son tightly. Hoseok was sitting between his parents, both of whom looked at Jungkook with helplessness. Yoongi's eyes showed guilt, while Taehyung was clearly angry and frustrated.
Me? Why, Taehyung? I am right. His parents killed my grandson, she shouted loudly.
Jungkook looked at Taehyung in disbelief.
And now their son... I know they planned this. They trapped you, and you fell easily for this ugly sloth, she glared at Jungkook again.
Don't you dare, Mrs. Kim. Don't you dare say anything about him, Taehyung said, shivering with anger.
Why are you shouting at her, Taehyung? She is right. How can you accept this boy? What are his qualities? the man asked.
I love him, and he loves me. That's the only quality we need, Taehyung said confidently, hugging Jungkook to his chest.
He loves your money, not you. Your brother found an orphan, and because of that mistake, he died young. The lady looked at Jimin with venom. And now you also choose someone unsuitable. Do you want to end your life like your brother's?
Jimin hugged his child tighter, biting his lips to hold back tears. Yoongi's eyes filled with emotion as he looked at the boy.
Of course, the Kims are like this... Always choosing the wrong ones, he said, glancing at Hoseok. You started this, Jin. Thank God you are still alive, and so are your two sons, the man nodded.
My son died in an accident, not because of Jimin, not because of anyone, Jin said.
Yes, and that accident was caused by this boy's parents. If they had taken him to the hospital in time, he would be alive now, the man shouted.
Jungkook felt his body go numb. His parents had killed the person he respected and loved the most. He clutched Taehyung tightly.
This boy took our brother to the hospital, Yoongi said, pointing at Jungkook.
That doesn't make any sense, Yoongi. Still, his parents killed our Joon.
That was just an accident, Dad, Jin interrupted. Once, Joon made both of you leave this house just because you insulted Jimin and now this boy... Please stop this.
What do you mean by that? Will you make us leave this house? the lady asked.
I will do it, Taehyung said, looking sternly at Mr. Kim and his wife.
Seriously, Taehyung? the man asked.
I will, Taehyung repeated, glaring at them.
Both of them looked at each other. You know what, boy... You and your family have destroyed our lives. Your parents killed our boy, and now you are ruining his life too. If you weren't here, he would have married a suitable girl...
That's the door, Mrs. Kim. You can leave that way, Taehyung said, pointing at the door. Both of them walked toward the exit.
Kooki... Tae called him, but Jungkook didn't listen. He walked toward Jimin and stood in front of him, folding his hands together. I'm sorry, he said, then fell to the floor, touching Jimin's leg while crying.
Jimin sat on the floor, hugging his child with one hand and Jungkook with the other. It's okay, he mumbled softly.
The home, once happy with the arrival of a new guest, had been plunged into turmoil within seconds.
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