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.5 years later
Taehyung comes downstairs, he's dressed smartly, and his hair is neatly combed. He takes his seat at the dining table,
The maid comes in, carrying a plate of fluffy pancakes and a cold glass of strawberry milk. She sets them down in front of Taehyung, smiling kindly at him.
Taehyung looks at the milk in disgust, his face contorting in anger. He suddenly stands up, slamming his fist on the table and causing the milk to spill.
"What the f*** is this?" he yells, pointing angrily at the glass. "I told you I wanted banana milk , not f***ing strawberry milk! Get that disgusting thing out of my sight before I throw it at your head!"
The maid is taken aback by his sudden outburst, her eyes widening in fear. She quickly apologizes and rushes to get him a fresh glass of banana milk, afraid of his wrath.
Taehyung glares at her as she scurries away, his anger still boiling over. He picks up his phone, scrolling through it with a scowl on his face.
Then He looks down at the plate in front of him and realizes there's only one serving of pancakes. Rage fills him once more, and he slams his fist on the table again.
"Where the f*** are Jungkook's pancakes?" taehyung shouts, his voice echoing through the room. "I told you every morning, make two plates! One for me and one for Jungkook! How hard is that to remember?"
The maid returns with the banana milk and a fresh plate of pancakes, setting them down in front of Taehyung with a nervous smile. Taehyung glares at her, still seething with anger.
"It's about damn time," taehyung sneers, grabbing a fork and angrily stabbing at the pancakes on his plate. "And make sure there are enough for two next time! I won't have Jungkook going hungry."
The maid looks confused, her brows furrowing in confusion.
"But master ... Jungkook isn't here," she says quietly, her voice shaking slightly.
Taehyung's head snaps up and he glares at her.
"What did you just say?" he asks, his voice low and dangerous. "Repeat that again."
The maid swallows nervously, her eyes dropping to the floor.
"I-I said... Jungkook isn't here," she says again, her voice barely above a whisper.
Taehyung's face darkens with anger, his hands clenching into fists on the table.
"What do you mean he's not here?" taehyung growls, his voice rising in volume and ferocity. "He has to be here. He's always here."
The maid is still confused and overwhelmed, unsure of what to say or do.
"I-I'm sorry ... but I think you might be confused," she says hesitantly. "I'm new here, and I don't know anything about Jungkook."
Taehyung stares at her for a moment, his eyes still filled with rage.
"Get out of my sight," he growls. "And make sure there are two plates of pancakes next time. Jungkook will be back soon, and he'll be hungry."
The maid nods quickly, her body shaking with fear as she quickly walks out of the room. Taehyung glares after her, still fuming with anger.
It's been a 5 years now since Jungkook was taken, and Taehyung still does everything as if Jungkook is coming back soon. He makes two servings for every meal, expecting Jungkook to arrive any minute. But Jungkook is never there.

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Stepbrother's Obsession
Fanfiction"Jungkook, you really need to eat more," Taehyung murmurs to himself, his voice shaking a little. "I hate watching you always leave food on your plate. You'll never grow properly that way." He picks up a piece of pancake and holds it up to the empty...