"Daddy, you said Papa likes sunflowers, right?" The little boy, Jungwoo, asked, his tiny fingers brushing the green sprouts of sunflower seeds.
Jungkook, absorbed in his work, mumbled an affirmative, "Yes papa loves sunflowers a lot!" without meeting the child's gaze.
"Daddy, can we plant a lot? I want to give them to Papa when we see him soon!" Jungwoo's voice held a tinge of desperation. A smile softened Jungkook's features. Jungwoo had been buzzing with excitement about planting sunflowers ever since he'd learned about Yoongi's favourite flower last week.
The pure joy in Jungwoo's face was a stark contrast to the knot of worry tightening in Jungkook's gut. Jungwoo had been asking incessantly about Yoongi's whereabouts, and the truth was, Jungkook himself didn't know. Five years. Where had Yoongi gone?
"Daddy~" Jungwoo's voice pulled Jungkook from his thoughts.
"Okay, we'll plant lots of sunflowers for Papa. But Daddy needs to finish—" He spun around, expecting his son, but was met with his mother's icy stare.
"Oh, I see you've filled your son's head with talk about that good-for-nothing," Mrs. Jeon said, her voice dripping with disdain.
Jungkook rolled his eyes. "He has a name, Mom."
A dismissive click of Mrs. Jeon's tongue was followed by a disdainful sweep of the flower shop. "You seem more devoted to this shop than the family business," she scoffed.
Here we go again, Jungkook thought with a sigh. He was well aware of his place in his mother's eyes: the ultimate disappointment. The constant comparison to his polished, successful siblings, living testaments to the advantages Jeon money could buy. Years of conditioning made him patient with her barbs.
"Let's not rehash this, Mom. What brings you here?" He watched as her gaze darted towards Jungwoo, now peeking from behind the counter.
"Jungwoo wasn't at school," she stated, her voice clipped.
"He had a headache this morning," Jungkook explained. "He napped and felt better, so he decided to help out."
"And when he felt better," Mrs. Jeon countered, "you should have sent him back."
"Mom—" Jungkook's shoulders slumped with exasperation. He was used to this relentless interrogation. "It's past two, all the classes are over." A suspicion flared. "How did you even know he wasn't in school?"
Her lips thinned into a tight line. "Let's just say I requested the school notify me of any absences."
Patience, Jungkook reminded himself. "Why would you do that?"
"Jungwoo needs a strong start to this new school year, Jungkook. Boarding school would be ideal, just like I did for you." Her voice faltered slightly.
"Jungwoo's fine in public school," Jungkook said firmly. "And why the sudden interest? If you cared so much about him, maybe you wouldn't have pushed Yoongi out of our lives. Jungwoo needs his love, you know."
The familiar guilt clawed at his heart, a constant companion that haunted his dreams.
Mrs. Jeon's jaw clenched. Her dislike for Yoongi was a constant source of tension, fueled by some unknown reason. "How many times do we have to go over this? He never loved you, Jungkook! Don't be naive. If I hadn't intervened, he would have taken everything and left you with nothing!"
"Enough!" Jungkook roared, his voice echoing in the shop. "Get out!" He'd heard that same lie a thousand times. He knew Yoongi better than anyone, and he knew with absolute certainty that Yoongi would never do such a thing.
"You're a fool, Jungkook!" With a final scathing look, Mrs. Jeon stormed out.
Jungkook slumped in defeat. Used to it. "Jungwoo, let's close up early today," he said, his voice weary.
"Okay, Daddy!" Jungwoo chirped.
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answer | yoonkook
Adventure[OG] Five years ago, after giving birth, Omega Min Yoongi was told his son had died. But unbeknownst to him, the child was alive and thriving, living with none other than Jeon Jungkook - Yoongi's ex-lover and the boy's father. YOONKOOK AU
