Fault [taekook]

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"Jungkook, please eat something," Taehyung pleaded, following Jungkook since morning. "It's important for you. You're pregnant, and it's your last month, baby, please," he begged once more, blocking his path. Jungkook looked at him but turned around, continuing to walk away with his big belly, his pace slow and tired.

Taehyung shouted after him, "Are you an idiot or what? Can't you understand it's important for you to eat?" Jungkook stopped in his tracks. Taehyung glanced around and saw the maids, who were pretending to ignore them. He sighed and started walking toward Jungkook, holding a plate in his hands.

Jungkook turned around, his tear-filled eyes heavy with emotion, and Taehyung panicked at the sight. "Sorry, sorry, my fault. Okay, calm down," Taehyung stammered, trying to soothe him. Jungkook took deep breaths and then suddenly broke down, crying like a child. It had been two weeks since Jungkook last mentioned his mother, and for the past three days, he'd barely eaten. He had even stopped drinking his favorite banana milk and quietly ate whatever the cook prepared, without complaint.

Taehyung set the plate aside, took Jungkook's hand, and helped him sit down on the couch. He knelt in front of him, still holding his hand. "What's wrong? Why aren't you eating, asking for anything, or talking to anyone?" Taehyung's eyes were filled with concern, something Jungkook could never ignore. "Please, Jungkook," he pleaded softly.

Jungkook looked down, avoiding his gaze, and pulled his hands away. "I just don't need anything," he replied quietly, fixing his eyes on the floor. Taehyung sighed, gently holding Jungkook's face to make him look at him. "Okay, ask me for anything. I'll get it for you," he said with a calm smile. "Anything you want." He waited patiently for a reply.

Jungkook's eyes filled with tears again, and they began to fall, one by one. Taehyung quickly pulled him into a protective hug. It was hard for him to see Jungkook so fragile, knowing how sensitive this stage of his life was. Every tear Jungkook shed felt like a sharp pain to Taehyung, and he blamed himself for his precious bunny's suffering.

As Taehyung wiped away his tears, Jungkook clung to his coat, his grip tightening every time Taehyung tried to move away. "Okay, okay, I'm not going anywhere," Taehyung assured him with a soft smile, pulling him back into a hug. Jungkook buried his face in Taehyung's neck, sobbing quietly. Taehyung patted his back, whispering sweet reassurances. "Are you feeling anxious, Jungkook, or is this just a mood swing?" he asked gently, gesturing for the maids to leave them alone.

Jungkook sobbed harder, his words stumbling out between breaths. "P-please, Hyungie... I want to meet my eomma. I need to tell her that I'm pregnant. Please, let me see her." His grip tightened when he felt Taehyung stop patting his back.

Taehyung pulled back, looking at him in disbelief. "Jungkook, your mother... she's gone," he said softly, holding Jungkook's shoulders firmly but gently.

Jungkook shook his head, wiping away his own tears. "No, Hyungie, everyone *thinks* she's gone, but she's alive! She's in a hospital. My uncle knows!" Jungkook said with a sudden smile, his expression changing as if nothing was wrong. This sudden shift made Taehyung's hands go numb.

Taehyung stared at him, trying to process his words. "Your uncle?" he asked in a low voice.

Jungkook nodded, tears welling up again. "Please, Hyungie, I need to tell her that I'm pregnant," he repeated, his sobs returning. Taehyung looked at him with pity as he stood up. "Your uncle knows where your mom is, right?" Taehyung asked softly, and Jungkook nodded again, his eyes desperate.

Taehyung leaned down and placed a kiss on his forehead. "Go and rest, baby," he whispered.

But Jungkook grabbed his hand tightly, digging his nails into Taehyung's skin. "My eomma?" he asked, his voice trembling with desperation.