Stepbrother's Obsession

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From that day on, Taehyung and Jungkook form a close bond. Taehyung's parents treat Jungkook horribly, beating and neglecting him. But Taehyung always stands up for Jungkook and protects him. He becomes fiercely protective of the younger boy, always watching out for him and making sure he's safe.

Over time, Taehyung's feelings for Jungkook grow stronger. He becomes obsessed with him, wanting to be around him all the time and always knowing where he is. It's a strange mix of love and possessiveness, but Taehyung can't imagine his life without Jungkook

As Jungkook grows up, he remains a sweet and innocent person. He's kind and compassionate, always trying to help others and make them happy. He never complains about the abuse he suffers at the hands of Taehyung's parents, and he always sees the best in people.

Taehyung's obsession with him only grows stronger, and he becomes more and more possessive of Jungkook. He can't stand the thought of anyone else having Jungkook's attention or affection.

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Present

Taehyung finishes getting dressed, slipping into a sleek black shirt and well-fitted black pants. He checks his outfit in the mirror, making sure he looks good.

"Perfect," he says with a small, satisfied smile. "I look damn good today."

Taehyung's lips curl into a bittersweet smile, and he whispers softly to himself.
"Happy birthday, Jungkook."

His eyes fill with tears as he thinks about the times they used to spend together on Jungkook's birthday. The memories only make him miss Jungkook even more, and his heart aches with longing.

He takes a deep, shaky breath, trying to compose himself. But the weight of Jungkook's absence is too heavy, and the tears just keep falling. He doesn't even bother to wipe them away, letting them stream down his face as he remembers the past and the love he lost.

Even though it has been five years since Jungkook was taken, Taehyung still sets up a grand party at their house, just like he used to do when Jungkook was there. He decorates the place with balloons and streamers, and prepares all of Jungkook's favorite foods and desserts.

Taehyung walks into the living room, his eyes taking in the decorations he put up earlier. The maids and servants stand in the room, quiet and still, waiting obediently for orders. A few guards also stand near the doorway, their expressions stoic.

"Everything is ready?" Taehyung asks one of the maids, his voice firm.

The maid nods nervously and replies, "Y-yes, Mister Kim. Everything is prepared as you asked."

Taehyung looks around the room again, his eyes lingering on the decorations and the food spread out on the tables.

"Good," tae says after a moment. "You may all go and take the rest of the day off. I'll take care of everything from here."

The maids and servants quickly bow and thank Taehyung before leaving the room, grateful for the extra time off. Taehyung turns to the guards next, commanding them to leave as well.

"Leave," taehyung orders firmly. "I'll call you if I need anything."

The guards don't question him, understanding that he wants to be alone for this. They, too, bow politely and quietly exit the room, leaving Taehyung alone in the decorated living room.

He takes a moment to look around the room again, making sure everything looks perfect for Jungkook. But the emptiness in the room is deafening, and Taehyung's heart aches with longing.

"It's not the same without you, Kook," taehyung whispers, his voice trembling with emotion. "I wish you were here."

He walks over to a table where a chocolate cake is waiting. It's Jungkook's favorite, decorated with colorful sprinkles and a single candle in the center. Taehyung lights the candle and closes his eyes, making a wish for Jungkook to return.

"Happy birthday, Jungkook," tae repeats softly, feeling tears well up in his eyes. "I miss you so much."

Taehyung doesn't bother to blow out the candle, knowing there's no point. Jungkook isn't there to celebrate with him, and he doesn't want to do it alone.

So he just stands there, watching the small flame flicker and dance on the candle, his heart heavy with grief and longing.

He stays like that for a few moments, lost in his thoughts and memories of Jungkook. He smiles wistfully, remembering all the good times they had together. But the smile quickly fades, replaced by a frown as he realizes that he may never have any more of those moments again.

"Please come back, Jungkook," taehyung whispers, his voice full of anguish. "Please... I can't stand this anymore. I need you. You can't leave me here alone..."

His grip on the table is tight, his knuckles turning white with the force of his grip.

"I can't do this without you," taehyung says, his voice shaking. "I'm nothing without you, Jungkook. Please, please come back..."

In his despair, Taehyung's eyes fall on the bottle of alcohol on the side table. Without a second thought, he reaches out and grabs it, uncapping it and bringing it to his lips. He takes a long, deep drink, swallowing the liquid in one gulp as if it could ease his pain.

He coughs a little, feeling the burn of the alcohol going down his throat. Tears stream down his face as he continues to drink, taking another swig from the bottle. He doesn't know what else to do, so he drinks to numb the pain and the emptiness inside him.

Finally, Taehyung finishes the bottle, emptying it in a few more large gulps. He tosses the empty container aside, not caring where it lands. He feels a bit dizzy now, but at least the alcohol numbs the pain in his heart for a moment.

He stumbles a little as he makes his way over to the couch, collapsing on it with a weary sigh. He closes his eyes, trying to steady himself and ignore the room that's starting to spin around him.

He curls up on the couch, hugging a pillow tightly as if it could fill the emptiness inside him.

"Come back, Jungkook," taehyung mumbles again, his voice slurred and drowsy. "Please... I need you. I can't... I can't..."

His breathing gradually becomes slower as he finally succumbs to sleep, too drained and intoxicated to stay awake any longer.

Taehyung is roused from his sleep by the sound of his phone ringing. Groggily, he pulls it out of his pocket and checks the caller ID, still a bit disoriented from the alcohol and lack of sleep.

Taehyung squints at the screen, trying to focus on the name or number of the caller. But his vision is blurred, and he can't quite make it out.

"Hello?" taehyung answers the phone, his voice groggy and thick with exhaustion.

He waits for a reply, but there's only silence on the other end of the line. Taehyung pulls the phone away from his ear to check if the call is still connected, puzzled by the lack of response. Did the caller hang up? Or is there some problem with the line?

Suddenly, a soft, almost pleading voice comes through the phone, trembling with fear and sadness.

"Help me, please," it says. The person's voice is muffled and shaky, as if trying to hold back tears.

Taehyung's eyes widen in surprise, recognizing the voice immediately.

All of his grogginess and confusion instantly disappear, replaced by a mix of shock and disbelief.

"J-jungkook?" taehyung whispers, his voice trembling with emotion.

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To be continue.....