Whispers Of The Cursed [TaeJin, JiKook] Completed ✅

"Shattered Trust"

At the hospital, Jin had regained consciousness and was seated on a bench in the courtyard with Jungkook beside him. Jin’s face was pale, but there was a quiet strength in his gaze, despite the lingering terror of the previous night. Jungkook sat silently, his fists clenched as he struggled to suppress the storm of emotions raging within him.

Namjoon, his arm bandaged from the fight with Yea-So, emerged from the hospital, his usual stoic expression softened with relief. Just as he stepped outside, Taehyung and Jimin arrived, both breathless and frantic.

Taehyung’s eyes landed on Jin, and without hesitation, he ran to him and enveloped him in a tight hug. "Jin! I’m so sorry," he whispered, his voice breaking.

Jin returned the embrace, tears streaming down his cheeks as he clung to Taehyung. The warmth of the hug was a momentary balm to his frayed nerves.

Jungkook, standing nearby, watched the scene unfold. His jaw tightened, and his fists curled at his sides as anger surged through him. He turned his glare toward Jimin, who was watching Jin and Taehyung with concern.

Jimin, confused by Jungkook’s expression, took a cautious step forward. "Jungkook, what—"

Before Jimin could finish, Jungkook stood abruptly, his fury spilling over. He grabbed Jin’s hand and pulled him away from Taehyung.

Jin gasped, startled by the sudden grip. "Jungkook, what are you doing?"

"You’re coming with me," Jungkook said through gritted teeth, his voice low but filled with barely contained rage.

Taehyung, alarmed, reached out and grabbed Jin’s other hand. "Jungkook, let go of him!"

In an instant, Jungkook turned and slapped Taehyung across the face, the sound echoing in the tense air.

The courtyard fell silent. Jin, Jimin, and Namjoon stared in shock, struggling to comprehend what had just happened.

Jin’s shock quickly turned to fury. He released Taehyung’s hand and stepped in front of Jungkook, grabbing him by the collar. "How dare you, Jungkook!" he shouted, his voice trembling with anger. "Why did you hit my husband?"

The tension in the room was suffocating. Jungkook's fiery anger burned through his voice as he confronted Taehyung, his words laced with venom.

“Your husband, for whom you did so much, isn’t even worthy of your love,” Jungkook spat, his voice trembling with restrained fury.

Before anyone could process his words, Lee stormed in, his own anger blazing. Without hesitation, he raised his hand against Taehyung, but Jimin stepped forward, shielding his brother. "Stop it!" Jimin’s firm voice rang out, though he was clearly struggling to contain his emotions. Jin rushed to pull Lee back, desperation evident in his movements, while Namjoon’s booming voice echoed, silencing everyone.

“WHAT’S HAPPENING HERE? LEE, STOP RAISING YOUR HANDS AGAINST TAEHYUNG!” Namjoon commanded, his eyes blazing with authority.

But Jungkook wasn’t done. He turned sharply toward Taehyung, his voice filled with accusation. "KIM TAEHYUNG, WILL YOU TELL JIN, OR SHOULD I TELL HIM WHERE YOU WERE LAST NIGHT AND WHO YOU WERE WITH?"

Taehyung froze, his face drained of color. His silence spoke louder than any words could.

Jin’s anger flared as he snapped at Jungkook. “Who are you to question him like that?” Jin stepped forward, taking Taehyung’s hand in his own. “Come on, Tae. I’m not feeling well. I need to go home and rest.”

Together, Jin and Taehyung left, but Taehyung’s silence lingered like a dark cloud. Shame and guilt weighed heavily on his shoulders, leaving him unable to meet Jin’s concerned gaze.