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Taehyung's voice was laced with regret, his eyes cast downward. "I wanted to confide in Mom about Nari's true nature, but the timing never seemed right. Then your mom passed away, and our home was in turmoil. I don't think, I could have spoken up... I admit, y/n encouraged me to reveal the truth, but I downplayed its significance. However, after today's events, I realize that if I had spoken up earlier, you wouldn't have suffered at Nari's hands."

Jungkook's expression was gentle, his voice soothing. "Taehyung-ssi, let's put this behind us. Why dwell on painful memories? And please, don't blame yourself; it's not your fault."

Taehyung's gaze met Jungkook's, his eyes welling up with tears. He felt a deep sense of remorse, knowing that his silence had caused Jungkook pain.

Jungkook's words were a balm to Taehyung's soul, offering comfort and absolution. He reached out, his hand brushing against Taehyung's, a tender gesture of support and understanding.

In that moment, Taehyung felt a weight lift off his shoulders, his guilt slowly easing. Jungkook's forgiveness and empathy enveloped him, a reminder that their bond was stronger than any mistake or hurt.

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Taehyung's gaze locked onto Jungkook's, his eyes pleading for attention. He took a deep breath, his voice barely above a whisper. "Jungkook, please listen carefully, and try to understand...don't interrupt, okay?" Jungkook nodded, his expression softening, as he sensed the gravity of Taehyung's words.

Jungkook's gentle smile was reassuring, his eyes filled with empathy. "I'll listen, Taehyung-ssi. I won't interrupt. Please, go on."

Taehyung's shoulders relaxed, his grip on Jungkook's hand tightening. He felt a sense of relief, knowing Jungkook would hear him out.

But his words caught in his throat, his heart racing like a drum. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, betraying his anxiety. Jungkook's eyes widened with concern, his brow furrowed in worry.

With gentle care, Jungkook retrieved a handkerchief from the bed and enveloped Taehyung in a comforting embrace. He tenderly wiped the sweat from Taehyung's forehead, his touch soothing.

"Taehyung-ssi, are you okay? You're shaking. What's wrong? Has something happened?" Jungkook's voice was laced with empathy, his words a gentle coaxing.

Taehyung's voice trembled, his attempt at reassurance unconvincing. "N-no, I'm fine...really."

Jungkook's hold on Taehyung tightened, his eyes never leaving his face. "Take your time, Taehyung-ssi. We have all the time in the world. Tell me when you're ready." His soft words were a balm to Taehyung's frazzled nerves, offering a sense of safety and security.

Taehyung's voice trembled, his words a barely audible whisper, as he poured his heart and soul into the confession. "I... (deep sigh) ...I love you, Jungkook." New tears welled up in his eyes, his voice cracking under the weight of his emotions.

The air was heavy with anticipation, the silence deafening. The only sound was Taehyung's heart pounding in his chest, a rhythmic echo of his vulnerability.

Taehyung's gaze remained fixed on Jungkook's face, his eyes locked onto every twitch, every flicker of emotion. He held his breath, his heart racing with anticipation, as he waited for Jungkook's response.

His grip on Jungkook's hand tightened, his fingers intertwining with a desperate intensity. Taehyung's heart was a maelstrom of emotions, his love, fear, and hope swirling together in a chaotic dance.

Time seemed to stand still, the world around them melting away, leaving only the two of them, suspended in this moment of raw, emotional truth. Taehyung's eyes pleaded for a response, his heart begging for acceptance, as he waited for Jungkook to speak.