Jeon Jungkook who is a fuckboy , son of the billioniars, Kim Taehyung who is abused in his own house by his step parents and Park Jimin who was an orphan with depression ..... enters each other's life without any permission that turns the table....c...
This was the first time Jungkook had come to Kim House. The house was so beautiful, so cozy. Who would have thought the people living there was no less than animal. The animals might be even more kinder than those inhumane shits.
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This house was Da Ni's most favourite place to spend her time. When Taehyung's father died, she couldn't bear to live in their house. His memories haunted her day and night. That's why she moved from their old house to this one. The design of the house was chosen by her. She wanted to live with her son in a lovely cozy home. Who would've thought that she didn't have much time to live with her son.
'If people would know their future, maybe the word sadness wouldn't be existed.'
Taehyung was so worried about Yeonjun. He didn't even utter any word in the whole ride. Jungkook understood him. Taehyung had tolerated everything for Yeonjun. Cause he never wanted his baby brother to be in his shoes.
As soon as they reached the house, there were police cars parked outside of the house. Taehyung ran towards the door. Jungkook also followed him after parking his car at side.
Taehyung just ran and hugged his Yeonjun, his baby Yeonie.
Both the brothers were crying in each other's embraces. Jungkook was talking to one of the officers presented their.
"Yeonie, are you ok? Did they harm you?" Taehyung asked cuffing his brother's face and checking him up.
Yeonjun shook his head vigorously.
"H-hyung..."
He again hugged his hyung so hard. His hyung just hissed at the pain.
"Hyung, are you ok? Where is it paining? Did he -did he really beat you with the belt? Tell me hyung."
"Yeonjun -ah...Let's talk about this later. Yeah?"
"Ani!! I wanna know....Hyung tell me now!" Yeonjun was desperate, hungry for the truth.
He knew in his heart and mind that it was true. He was not a child anymore. But he wanted to see those scars and devour them in his mind. So that he could hate those bastards. Even he was more angry on himself, angry because he should've known. Even if his brother had hidden this from him, he should've known. Somehow he should've.
And Taehyung knew his brother very well. He knew exactly what was going on in his mind. That's why he was refusing to show his wounds. But yeah, sometimes some things had to be done. And the timing of the investigator was perfect at the time.
"Mr Kim Taehyung? "
"Y-yes It's me."
"Well, we would've called you in the police station after we were done here. It's good that we meet you here. Your lawyer Mrs Jeon Mi Rae had provided us the pictures of your wounds. And It's our duty to check out the proof for witnessing you know. So if you don't have any problem, can we check it here?"
