Forelsket || taekook

Chapter 90

The pain didn't stop, with just crying and throwing things here and there.

While Taehyung is breaking and suffering physically, Jungkook, on the other side, was breaking and hurting emotionally.

In the Jeon household, the house went quiet in a way that screamed, Not the peaceful kind, but the kind where silence is used like punishment.

No one spoke to Jungkook.

Nothis father.
Not Jin.
Not Jae

It was like the male members of family, was avoiding him because he loved a guy? because he was gay. 

They walked past him like he wasn't there. Like the space he occupied was empty air. Like if they didn't look at him long enough, he would disappear on his own, and maybe get cured on his own of the illness they think he has. 

At the dining table, his chair stayed pulled out, untouched. Plates clinked. Cutlery scraped. Conversations happened around him, over him, never with him. From the very next day, his presence wasn't even acknowledged.

If Jungkook entered the room, voices died.

If he left, they resumed. It was like his presence was heavy in home, his eyes would water at their behavior. But then he was guilty, guilty of chosing himself, of loving- a man, of choosing his happiness over his family name and honor.

His father never once looked at him. Not even accidentally. He ignored his presence as if he had killed someone. As if looking at him would make him gay. 

Jindidn't glare anymore. That would've required acknowledgment. He didn't shout.Didn't curse. He acted as if Jungkook had already been erased. He acted as ifJungkook was already dead. 

Well he was. He was dead the moment he denied Taehyung, the moment he asked Tae to leave. The very moment he chose his family over his love, over his taehyungie.

Jae was worse among them all, he made sure jungkook knew that his presence was pain, and unwanted..

Jae slammed doors. Jae scoffed loudly when Jungkook passed by. Jae muttered insults just loud enough for him to hear.

"Disgusting."
"Shameless." "Fag"

"Why is he still here?"

Jungkook kept his head down. Controlling his tears.

Hedidn't argue he didn't cry in front of them.

He learned how to make himself small. Because he realised one thing, that his brothers, his appa didn't love him, they loved the guy who listened to them, the one who obeyed them. The one who would love, but just follow command, just like a dog. Loyal to them and them only.

His mother spoke. But she was another story, her angry or disappointment was altogether differnet.