Infinite Tsukuyomi (無限月読) //Taekook

Chapter : 38

"Kim Taehyung... the cursed male omega."

-Chapter Ends Here.

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But one thing Taehyung failed to notice that someone was there standing quietly on the riverbank, just beneath the bridge.

The figure stood still, half-hidden behind a tree, eyes fixed on Taehyung. From below, near the surface of the river, He watched him silently , unmoving.

Taehyung, blinded by grief, never looked down. He never saw the one witnessing everything.

The man stood quietly, calmly , a lit cigarette between his fingers, the smoke curling into the rainy atmosphere . Beside him was his parked car, and one of his men stood silently nearby

The river's current was strong from the pouring rain, and the sun was setting in the distance, casting an orange hue across the water.

He just stood there, watching Taehyung with Blank eyes. He didn't move, didn't call out just observed.

What Taehyung didn't realize was that this man had always been there.

He was there in the traffic, the one who saved him,

He was there in the hospital, silently watching over him,

He was the shadow following behind when Taehyung walked toward the bridge,

He walked with him through the rain...
But Taehyung never saw him,

Never noticed the one who had always been there.

That person stood silently, cigarette between his fingers, watching Tae on the bridge as the river roared beneath...

The silence broke.

That person called,

"Namjoon."

Namjoon turned slightly and responded with a bow of respect,

"Yes, young lord."

Yes it was the Young Lord ...

The same man who saved Taehyung in the traffic.

The one who stood silently in the hospital, watching over him.

The shadow who followed him in the rain.

And now the one watching him from below the bridge.

No one else but Jeon Jungkook.

Jungkook has sharpness in his eyes. Still staring at Taehyung, he spoke with quiet finality,

"Namjoon, never fall in love. Love does nothing but weaken you. I want winners around me, not weak people."

Jungkook refused to look away from Taehyung like he was watching a puzzle he had yet to solve.

Namjoon, used to the ruthless clarity in Jungkook's tone, gave a small nod.

"Understood, young lord."

Jungkook gave a subtle nod back, murmuring,

"Hmm," as if confirming his own convictions more than responding to Namjoon.

Namjoon found himself thinking (Namjoon Pov)

If I look closely, he doesn't seem like an 18 year old boy. I've seen boys that age loud, reckless, full of fire but still, there's always a light in their eyes. A spark of youth. Of life.

But him?

His eyes are empty. Not cold just... hollow. Like someone had reached in and quietly stolen whatever light was once there.