Taehyung was the darling child of his beloved parents. As an only child of his parents, he wanted to make them proud. But how did a virtuoso like him manage to become a gigolo?
Jungkook married the love of his life
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"Only by speaking out can we create lasting change. And that change begins with coming out."----
DaShanne Stokes
Taehyung P.O.V
At the age of eight I accidentally discovered a photo which I wasn't supposed todiscover. I found it in one of my father's old pile of junkies. It was right there, rusted in one of the boxes. I saw two men kissing in that picture, one of them was my father.
Eight year old me knew nothing about sexual orientations, eight years old me knew nothing about how relationships work. Eight year old me only knew a man can only kiss a woman.
Me being a curious cat went running to my father, holding that picture tightly in my right hand.
"Dada dada look what I found in the box.", I chirped, showing him the picture. His eyes widened comically in terror and he snatched it from my hand.
"You were not supposed to find it baby. Did you show it to your mum?", he asked me, cupping my cheeks.
"No,dada." ,I shook my head. "Why are you kissing that man in this picture dada?", I asked him, tilting my head to the side.
"Because your father loved him.", he sighed sadly. "He was your father's first love. Your father wasn't supposed to fall in love with him, he wasn't supposed to fall for a man. But he did what everyone forbade him to do. He ended up falling in love with him, jeopardising both of their lives."
"Where is he now dada?", eight years old naive me asked him.
"He's in a better place now honey.Don't worry about him.", he said before planting a soft kiss on my forehead, making me smile at him.
"Does mama know about him dada?"
"No she doesn't. You'll not tell her about him okay Taetae?"
"Okay dada. This will be our little secret.", I giggled, clapping my hands like a baby seal. Little did I know that this secret would cost them their marriage.
I always knew my mum wasn't an ideal wife and mother. Her obnoxiously thin body with a bulbous round head on top of a ridiculously long neck didn't help at all. My father probably never felt attracted to her and vice versa.
Nine years later I came out to my parents as bisexual, receiving a kiss on my forehead from my father and a slap on my right cheek from my father, thanks to my neighbour's youngest son whom I used to fancy a lot and to her daughter who had huge boobs.
All hell broke loose when my mum found out about our little secret. Our lives changed after that incident. My parents decided to part their ways for good. Eighteen years old me never understood why their oh so perfect relationship fell apart, eighteen years old naive me was devastated hearing that news. Though my mum never used to show affection to me, I used to love her with all my heart but my love for my father out ran my love for my mother so both of us had to leave her.
My behaviour towards people started to change. I became obnoxiously loud like my brother. Hook ups and drugs became my best friends. I couldn't think about passing a single day without hooking up with a random person or without smoking meth.
Years later I met Sohyeon at a bar. I was enchanted by her. Everything about her screamed perfection. I fell in love with her in no time. My first mistake was to believe that our feelings were mutual. My second mistake was allowing myself to fall harder for her.
One year later I found myself holding a tiny ball of sunshine in my arms with nobody by my side to support us.
There were times when I regretted being a male escort and meeting Nina Petrakis in that party was definitely one those times.
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Am I seeing things or something? This can't be real....
