Longing For Your Love.....

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Author’s POV:

Do you really think Taehyung will forgive Jungkook?

No. Never.

It’s not about a man realizing his mistakes and magically turning into a better person. No............this is not a fairytale.

Because some people never change.
And Jeon Jungkook? He’s one of them.

He loved her. God, he loves her more than life itself.
But love doesn’t always heal.
Sometimes, love hurts.
Sometimes, it scars so deep that even time fails to erase the pain.

Taehyung waited for years ...... waited for him to speak, to acknowledge her, to fight for her, to at least look at their child with love.
But silence? Silence was all he gave her.
Cold eyes.
Distant words.
And indifference towards the little life they created together ....... their baby Gukk.

That’s not something she can forgive.
Because you can hurt a woman… but when you hurt a mother ......that’s where it ends.

So no, she won’t come running back just because he suddenly wants his family.
He can’t expect her to forget the lonely nights, the cold shoulders, and the tears she cried silently while holding her baby close.

But Jungkook? He’s not a saint.
He never was.
He’s a storm wrapped in charm. A devil in disguise. A master manipulator.

He doesn’t believe in letting go.
He doesn’t know what “no” means.
He doesn’t accept failure.
So if it takes manipulation…
If it takes games…
If it takes pulling the strings of everyone around her just to bring her back into his world…

Then so be it.

Because he will get her back.
By hook.
Or by crook.
Because that's the only way he knows how to love.

Yes… Jungkook is a monster in many ways.

Manipulative. Controlling. Ruthless when it comes to what he wants.
He doesn’t believe in soft love. He never learned how to give that.
But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t feel.

He regrets it.
Not just the lost time.
Not just the cold silences.
Not just how he ignored Taehyung’s tears and the quiet, helpless cries of their baby.

But the thing that haunts him most?
The slap.

That one night…
The night she left him without a word .........without looking back.
That one night when his anger took over.
When his fear of losing control became rage.
And his palm met her cheek.

He hates himself for that.
More than anything.
More than all the mistakes combined.

Because the moment her skin turned red…
The moment her eyes filled with shock and disbelief…
He knew.

He knew he crossed a line that could never be uncrossed.

And when she disappeared after that?
Vanished without a trace?
He searched for her like a madman.
Her silence became his punishment.
Her absence? His personal hell.

He never told anyone how he broke down on the bathroom floor…
Screaming her name…
Begging the air for one more chance.
Holding their baby’s clothes and crying like a child.

But the world doesn’t care about broken men who break others first.
And Taehyung?
She wasn’t someone who’d forgive easily.
Not when her soul had been bruised.
Not when her love had been shattered.

He regrets it.
God, he regrets it more than anything he’s ever done.

But regret doesn’t mean change.
And love doesn’t mean redemption.