❝ I hope you remembered my name, since you'll be screaming it later. ❞ Jk
❝ F*CK off ~ You'r just a pain in my ass. ❞ Tae
❝ If I'm a pain in your ass... We can just add more lubricant... yeah ( smirking) ❞ Jk
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A story where two childhood friend...
After the quiet but emotionally charged exchange between Taehyung and Jungkook, they each returned to their separate homes, the weight of their recent interaction hanging heavily between them. Jungkook's heart was a storm of emotions-relief, sadness, hope-and as soon as he stepped inside his apartment, he picked up his phone and started making calls. This was news that couldn't wait.
Jungkook had informed everyone-both his and Taehyung's families in Korea-that he had found Taehyung. The news spread quickly, carrying with it a mixture of disbelief and overwhelming joy. Taehyung's family, especially his parents, Jin and Namjoon, were desperate to see him, to hold their son again after all these years of believing he was lost to them. Without hesitation, Jin and Namjoon booked the first flight to California.
The journey was long, filled with anticipation and anxiety. Jin couldn't sleep, his mind racing with memories of Taehyung as a child, and the pain of those memories being locked away, possibly forever. Namjoon, usually the calm one, was equally troubled, his thoughts spinning with worry about how Taehyung would react to seeing them.
When they finally arrived in California, they headed straight to Jungkook's home, their hearts pounding with every step they took toward reuniting with their son. But nothing could have prepared them for what they encountered.
Taehyung stood in the living room, his face a mask of confusion and distress. The sight of Jin and Namjoon, these strangers who claimed to be his parents, overwhelmed him. The room was thick with tension, the air nearly suffocating as Taehyung struggled to understand what was happening.
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Jin's heart broke as he saw the blank look in Taehyung's eyes, the absence of recognition where there should have been warmth and familiarity. Tears welled up uncontrollably, spilling down his cheeks as he took a step toward his son.
"Taehyungie," Jin whispered, his voice trembling. "My baby..."
But Taehyung only stared back at him, his expression caught between confusion and guilt. "I... I'm sorry," Taehyung stammered, his voice cracking. "I don't remember you."
The words cut through Jin like a knife. He tried to keep himself together, but the tears came faster, and his sobs echoed through the room. "It's not your fault," Jin managed to say, his voice choked with emotion. "We'll help you remember. We'll do whatever it takes."
Namjoon, standing just behind Jin, was holding back his own tears, but the sight of Jin breaking down shattered his composure. He moved closer, his voice gentle but firm. "Taehyung, it's okay," he said softly. "We don't expect you to remember everything right away. We just want to be here for you."
