The whole campus knew how Jeon Jungkook, the most feared and popular guy, hated Kim Taehyung, the introvert law student. However, no one knew what happens every time they both ended up alone.
"Come here kitten," Jungkook almost growled, "Sit on my l...
Taehyung stepped out of the shower, steam billowing around him as he wrapped a towel around his waist and dried his hair.
The room was dimly lit, the soft glow from the bedside lamp casting long shadows.
Taehyung's eyes softened when he noticed Jungkook sitting by the window, a wine glass in hand, its contents untouched.
Jungkook's gaze was fixed on the glass, lost in thought, his expression distant.
The moonlight cast a pale glow on Jungkook's face, highlighting the somber expression that Taehyung knew all too well.
Taehyung's heart ached at the sight. He knew what weighed Jungkook's mind.
Silently, he approached and placed a gentle hand on Jungkook's shoulder.
Jungkook blinked, the touch brought him back to reality, and he looked up at Taehyung.
"Come to bed," Taehyung whispered softly. "It's time to sleep."
Jungkook nodded silently, setting the untouched wine glass aside. They turned off the lights and lay down together in the darkness.
The silence stretched between them, Taehyung could feel the tension in Jungkook's body, knowing he was still awake, his breathing uneven.
Taehyung gently pulled Jungkook into his embrace, feeling Jungkook's arms wrap around him tightly, his fingers caressing Jungkook's hair.
Taehyung took a deep breath as he began to speak, his voice tender but filled with a lingering sorrow.
"I grew up in an orphanage," Taehyung started, his voice barely above a whisper. "So I never knew my parents. I have no memories of them. Sometimes, I wonder why they abandoned me. Who were they? Why did they give birth to me if they never wanted me? Was I that detestable?"
His voice cracked, and he felt Jungkook's embrace tighten around him.
Taking a moment to steady himself, Taehyung continued. "There's always been an empty hole in my heart. I'll never know who my parents are."
"But you, Jungkook, you know who your parents are and where they are. I know you don't want to meet them, and you're right in feeling that way."
Taehyung paused, his fingers tracing soothing patterns on Jungkook's back.
"Unlike me, you have the chance to find closure. I don't want you to have any regrets about your parents. I want you to be free from every past string, to become wholly yours."
He paused, his own heart aching for Jungkook. "I know you still have wounds in your heart. Digging up those memories might deepen the pain, but it could also help heal you. I want you to be burdenless and free, Jungkook. Completely."
Taehyung pressed a gentle kiss to Jungkook's hair.
The silence lingered, but he felt Jungkook's grip on him tighten even more. They lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, finding solace in their shared pain and the comfort they offered one another.
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