Forbidden Threads Of Fate | TaeKook

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In the Garden...

"Oh, hi Kookie!" Taehyung chirped, spotting Jungkook amidst the early morning mist in the garden.

Jungkook froze. That name. He hadn’t heard it in years.

His head snapped toward the voice, and when he saw Taehyung, his eyes immediately darkened with rage.

"Kookie~" Taehyung called again, walking toward him with a cheeky smile. Jungkook blinked—Had this boy lost his mind after the attack?

"Where are your manners? Do you even know who you’re talking to like that?" Jungkook snapped.

But Taehyung just nodded brightly. "Yes. Thank you for bringing me back from Vireldor. And I used to call you Kookie back then too, didn’t I? What’s wrong?"

The innocence in his tone was clearly an act—and Jungkook saw right through it.

"You were a kid back then. But you’ve grown up now. I’m your grandf—"

"Stop right there," Taehyung interrupted, pouting. "I don’t like that word."

Jungkook rolled his eyes. "Your preferences won’t change the truth. You need to show me respect—I’m way older than you."

He turned to leave, but Taehyung grabbed his wrist.

"Speaking of age, we vampires don’t really have one. You’re twenty-seven, Kookie."

That casual remark made Jungkook’s patience snap. He yanked his hand away harshly, causing Taehyung to wince.

"Ouch! I’m injured, Kookie..." Taehyung whimpered, clutching his shoulder.

Jungkook immediately turned back to check if the wound had reopened. His brows furrowed in concern.

"Aww, you’re so caring," Taehyung giggled, clearly enjoying how easily he could get under Jungkook’s skin.

"What is wrong with you? Have you completely lost it? I’m your grandfather, and you're speaking to me like we’re equals!" Jungkook growled.

"You know. I know. We both know the truth," Taehyung said, his voice suddenly serious.

Jungkook’s face went pale.

No... how does he know?

But before he could process it, Taehyung let out a pained grunt and crouched, holding his stomach.

"Argh... my stomach hurts..."

Jungkook rushed forward, immediately supporting his back. "Why? What’s wrong—why does it hurt all of a sudden?"

"I thought you didn’t care?" Taehyung smirked up at him.

Realization hit Jungkook like a slap. He’d walked right into Taehyung’s trap.

He jerked his hands away and stood abruptly, huffing in frustration.

Without another word, he stormed off—but he wasn’t the only one watching the scene unfold.

From the shadows, Yoongi stood silently, a smirk curving his lips.

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