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.Few weeks later..
"Taehyung! Please try to understand... It's for your own good..."Namjoon's voice trembled, laced with concern as he stepped closer to his son.
But Taehyung jerked away, his eyes were burning with frustration. "No!.... I don't want to understand anything anymore.... I don't...!! " Taehyung shouted out in a broken tone, his chest heaving as he tried to keep himself from breaking apart.
Namjoon took a deep breath, trying to stay calm, though his heart ached seeing his son like this. "Why are you behaving like this, why can't you see how good this is for you, for your future... " Namjoon said, trying to convince his son.
He paused, hoping his words would break through the walls Taehyung had built around himself. "I've arranged everything," Namjoon continued softly. "Your college, your apartment in the States... It’s all ready. It'll be perfect if you just give it a chance."
But Taehyung's face twisted in frustration. His hands clenched into fists at his sides, trembling as he fought to keep the tears from spilling over. "How many times do I have to tell you, Dad?" His voice cracked again, softer this time, yet filled with an undeniable grief. "I. Don't. Want. To. Leave."
He blinked rapidly a,his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "How many times?" His voice broke completely as he looked at Namjoon, pleading silently for him to understand.
He didn’t want to leave. He didn’t want to be alone, trapped with nothing but his own thoughts, in some foreign place far from the only pieces of his life that still felt real.
“Why are you so eager to send me away?” Taehyung’s voice cracked, his pain clear in every word. His gaze sharpened suddenly “Oh, I see it now... You can’t stand me, can you? You don’t want to look at my face because it reminds you of Mom, right?” He gritted his teeth, but his voice trembled, revealing the hurt beneath his anger.
"What are you trying to say taehyung!... I just..... Just doing this for your safety...! "Namjoon's voice softened.
“For my safety?” Taehyung let out a bitter laugh, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Taehyung clasped his hands in front of his father... As if begging for mercy " Please. Am I not ‘safe’ enough already, surrounded by your army of guards and bodyguards? They follow me every second of every day—I can’t even breathe without one of them hovering nearby!” 24/7...I am confined in my own house....... I accepted it, I didn't even complain once as long as I can live with my remaining family members I am happy....... But you want to snatch that away from me ?.
Taehyung’s eyes were glassy, his voice barely a whisper as he added, “You already took her away from me forever. Now you want to take everything else, too.”
Jungkook and yoongi was standing there but at a little distance witnessing the scene unfolding before them. Jungkook's heart clenched at taehyung's words especially when he mentioned 'her'.
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My Sweet Uncle
FanfictionKim Namjoon is a formidable and ruthless leader, both in the business world and the underworld. Known for his icy demeanor and intolerance for disobedience, he commands respect and fear. However, beneath this intimidating exterior lies a deep love f...