In a world where family means everything, three brothers find their strength in each other.
Jimin, the eldest, is the steady anchor-a parental figure who shoulders responsibilities with quiet determination. Taehyung, the middle brother, is the vibra...
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Two Years Later
The world had moved on. Seasons had changed, Their businesses had flourished and fallen many times , cities had kept breathing-but their family- Kims and Parks- had remained frozen in time, shattered into irreparable pieces.
The day Tae was lost, They didn't just lose him , they didn't just lose a brother; they had lost each other as well.
Their once warm and unbreakable family was now divided by grief, anger, and silence. Two years had passed, but the wound was still as raw as it had been that night. They never could move on from that night .Not even a single one of them.
No one ever found Tae's body. The car had exploded upon impact at the bottom of the cliff, flames engulfing everything in its reach and burning it brutally.
They had searched, as much as they could , everywhere they could reach , Not for days but for months , sent their men to scan every possible trace-but there was nothing left. No body. No sign of survival. No Tae .
Nothing except the charred remains of a car that had carried their little brother into the abyss.
Jungkook remained unconscious in hospital for three days , The impact of accident , the injuries , The truma , everything was too much for him to handle , He couldn't even talk to anyone for a whole weak , Not even a single word , He didn't even cry , He just kept staring at The door , Hoping that in a moment hid brothers would walk in , Tae would walk in , Jimin would walk in . But None of them ever showed up except Namjoon and Jin .
Jimin had been the first one to walk away.
He refused to speak to them-to Namjoon, to Yoongi, to Jungkook. To him, they were the reason his baby brother was gone. They were the reason he had lost the one person he had cherished more than anything in this world.
Jimin had always been more than just a brother to Tae-he had raised him, protected him, loved him like a parent. And now, the guilt, the agony, and the unbearable emptiness had hardened into something cold, something unrecognizable.
He had Cried for days in Jin and Hoseok's embrace , Mumbled millions of sorries that he left tae that day . But with each day as the reality sinks in that his brother wasn't gonna come back, his tears has turned into something colder , something unrecognizable . He was no longer the same .
He never visited Jungkook in the hospital. Never once asked about him after that night. The day he accepted that Tae was truly gone was the same day he shut his doors-both to his home and to his heart-forever. He refused to stay under the same roof as them, refused to breathe the same air as the ones he held responsible. From that moment on, Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jungkook ceased to exist in his world.
The warmth in Jimin's eyes was gone. The man who had once been filled with laughter and love had turned into a shell of his former self. His eyes, which once shone with kindness, were now empty. He spoke only to Jin and Hoseok, the only two people he allowed close. Even when Namjoon tried to reach out, even when Yoongi tried to apologize, even when Jungkook stood outside his door for hours in the rain ,ceying his heart out for his hyung -he never let them in. He never even looked at them .
