💜taehyung 💜

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An expensive office room, with a panoramic view of the city skyline. The room is furnished with sleek, modern furniture. The walls are adorned with abstract art pieces, and a large mahogany table sits at the center, surrounded by plush leather chairs. Three brothers are seated around the table, papers and laptops spread out before them.

  "So, we've reached a critical juncture with this project. We need to finalize the strategy by the end of this week. Joon hyung , where do we stand on the market analysis?"Leaning back in his chair, tapping a pen against his notebook Tae said .

"The data is promising. Our target demographic has shown a 30% increase in interest over the past quarter. However, there are concerns about the competition ramping up their efforts in the same space."Adjusting his glasses,  joon said his expression serious

  "What about our unique selling points? Are we clearly differentiating ourselves enough? We need to ensure our message is not just clear but compelling." Yoon said Leaning forward, his gaze intense.

"Our product features are strong, but we need to emphasize the emotional connection more. Consumers respond to stories. Joon hyung , can your team integrate that into the campaign?"
Tae said Nodding, glancing at the charts on his laptop

"Definitely We’ve already started working on a series of testimonials and user stories that highlight how our product makes a real difference in people's lives. It's about creating that emotional resonance". Joon said Flipping through his notes) .

"I’ve been thinking about our digital strategy. We need to be more aggressive on social media. Viral content, interactive posts, something that makes us stand out in the feed. I have a few ideas I want to run by the team."Yoong said Scribbling something on his notepad.

"That sounds great. Let’s not forget about our partnerships, though. Strategic alliances can give us that extra edge. Have we made any headway there?
Tae said Smiling, leaning forward.

"Yes, we’re in talks with a few potential partners who can amplify our reach and credibility. I’ll have more concrete updates by tomorrow". Joon  said Nodding.

"We’re on the right track, but execution is key. Let’s make sure every detail is perfect. We can't afford any missteps."
Yoongi  said closing his laptop, his expression determined.

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The professional talk finishes, and they revert to their personal personas, relaxing like cousins rather than professionals.

"Hyung, this is done for today," one says. "Should I call for coffee?"

"Yup," another nods.

He presses the button and tells the speaker to bring two coffees and one soft drink for the one still engrossed in a file.

"Bear, stop it now," he says.

"Just a sec, hyung, I'm looking for some details," comes the reply without looking up.

"Tae, " Yoongi said looking at him.

Tae’s eyes look at him, and while still looking, he closes the file with a sigh, understanding his brother’s order through his eyes.

Soon, when the coffee arrives, they have their drinks while Tae sips his soft drink.

"Bear, I was thinking about staying with us next week since Mini's birthday is also coming up," Yoongi said looking at him.

Tae’s hand stops midway to his lips, his eyes fixed on Yoongi.

Joon also looks at him, waiting for an answer.

After a brief pause, Tae takes a deep breath. "We will come on his birthday, hyung, but... I can't stay here."

"Why? Don't worry about Jimin, he won't say anything to him," Joon assures him, knowing very well Jimin's behavior towards Jungkook.

Tae’s eyes move to Joon, and he smiles weakly, shaking his head. "No, hyung, it's not about them... it's about someone else," he says, and both brothers can feel the lump in his throat, his voice gradually growing heavily. They know where this is going.

Tae looks towards the window, hiding his face from his brothers.

Yoongi sighs. "I don't know, Bear, what to say, but think about this relationship again. Is this what you wanted from life?" Yoongi said looking at his side face concern filled in his voice.

"Yes, Tae, we know how much you love him, but why can't we see the same love and care from his side? It's always you who does everything for him; there's less participation from his side," Joon adds, his voice first concerned, then turning slightly angry.

Tae didn't say anything and got up from his seat, walking out to the balcony. Both brothers watched him with concern but didn't follow, instead leaving the room quietly to give him some space.

As they left, he looked up at the sky. Dark clouds gathered, signaling the impending rain. Staring at the sky, a single raindrop touched his face, making his eyes close. Soon, the drizzle turned into a downpour, and the rain began to drench him.

A tall man stood there, letting the rain punish and curse him, hoping it might somehow absolve him of the guilt he felt for losing a tiny soul that was once part of him—too small to fight, his blood, his flesh, a piece of his soul.

He didn't realize when his tears mixed with the raindrops. Reaching into his pocket, he took out his phone and unlocked a folder containing the last memory of his piece of heart:

a black and white sonogram showing a tiny dot that signified  someone's existence. His fingers caressed the image, and a painful sound escaped his mouth, his tears unstoppable.

"Sorry, my love. I....... 'm so so..rry... Appa is so sorry for not bringing you into this world, for not having you in my arms.. For not telling you that appa loves you alo....t."

He cried while whispering a talk to an image who does not anymore exist in this world because........

He took a deep breath, his tearful eyes turning dark with hatred.

"You chose the wrong mother, my love. He doesn't deserve you... He doesn't deserve me... He doesn't deserve any love..." He said greeted teeth .

"I just hate him... I just hate him a lot... Because of him, I lost the  person who loved me. Who was so  important to me......."

He put his phone back in his pocket and went back inside the room. He knew his brothers had gone home, understanding that he needed time alone, and he was grateful for that.

Switching off the light, he sat in a corner of the floor, his eyes red with anger. He pulled his legs to his chest and rocked back and forth, trying to release the building rage.



"You deserve this pain, Jungkook. You deserve this hate... I will make sure everyone hates you... You deserve hell... And I will make that hell for you..."

His eyes, filled with mixed emotions—grief for his child and hatred for Jungkook—burned with intensity. Both emotions were driving him crazy , knowing that in the process of punishing someone who deserved it, he had also punished his own blood, his own piece of soul.

And that day, he decided this would never happen again. He vowed that .....

his blood would never mix with Jungkook's dirty blood.

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