Jeon Jungkook happens to be the worlds most feared mafia . His moves are as sharp as a blade of katana . The whole world shivers down by listening his name .
He is also know as "the devil's spawn JK".
What will happen when circumstances lead him to...
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" Appaaaaa-"
" peawse"
" Bun its please not peawse " the brunnete said chuckling to his whining son ," and no I'm not taking you anywhere ".
Hanuel had been stubbornly insisting on visiting his "bunny hyungie" , who was currently in the hospital, since morning. But Taehyung, being the busy man he was, had been denying Hanuel's requests, or rather, avoiding the idea of meeting Jungkook due to their unpleasant encounter last time.
Haneul's pleading voice wrapped around Taehyung's heart like a gentle vine. "Please, Appa, I promise I won't disturb you."
Taehyung's gaze softened, his expression betraying a hint of indulgence. He knew that tone, the one that melted his resolve.
"I'll tell you every truth about the mischief I pulled," Haneul vowed, his eyes sparkling with determination.
Taehyung's curiosity stirred, but he waited, letting the silence unfold like a canvas.
"What truth is that?" he asked finally, his deep voice infused with a hint of amusement.
Haneul's fingers danced nervously, a delicate ballet of anxiety. "Remember, Dad, the expensive alcohol you bought a few weeks ago?" Taehyung's brow furrowed, confusion etching his face.
"And you scolded the maid for putting water in it?" Haneul's voice trembled, his eyes darting up to Taehyung's, filled with trepidation.
Taehyung's shock was a slow-burning flame, igniting as the truth dawned. His jaw slackened, his breath caught.
" It was me who did it " Hanuel spoke eying the floor cause he is scared to meet his father's angry glare
" And why you did it ? " Taehyung asked in a scolding yet concerned voice .
Haneul's laughter was a nervous whisper. "-Because...a few weeks ago, I heard Minnie Hyung and Joonie Hyung saying...that you drink too much alcohol...and that, that" His voice cracked , tears welling up.
" And that your health will not remain healthy, and you'll fall sick...Appa, I don't want to lose you," Haneul sobbed, his small body shaking.
Taehyung's world contracted to the trembling child before him. His heart ached, heavy with regret.
He knelt beside Haneul, embracing him gently. "Shh, little one, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere," Taehyung whispered, his voice a soothing melody.
Taehyung's regret began to simmer, as he realized the unintended impact his actions had on his son. He had always known that he drank excessively, but he had never stopped to consider how it might affect Haneul. For Taehyung, drinking had become a necessary coping mechanism, a way to numb the pain and find some semblance of sanity in a world that had been turned upside down by Yuna's passing.
