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"Yes, Uncle." Jungkook said his first words into the conversation through gritted teeth. Knowing that all the eyes were on him, he was trying his best to contain a fit of anger.
Taehyung's father began, "I'm afraid then, the match is probably not right since the girl, as far as I know, is prude and kind, she even excels academics but she's from a very low class family. Her father-"
But Jungkook's mother cut his sentence of slander to say, "We don't mind any of those things. We just want our child Jungkook to have a girl he loves."
At this, Namjoon and Seokjin exchanged a tense look because as Seokjin was sitting besides Jungkook, he wished to signal Namjoon, Jungkook's therapist, towards a potential panic attack.
None of the boys listened to whatever Mrs.Jeon spoke the next. Jungkook rolled his eyes at some point and stepped up his seat, and took Taehyung's wrist in his hand and pulled him down the hall. Namjoon and Seokjin followed the two.
Jungkook's father convinced everyone else that Namjoon and Seokjin would carefully let the younger men settle whatever was misplaced between them.
But couldn't have they been right, because Jungkook was holding Taehyung by his collar.
"Don't try to oversmart me, you asshole." He seethed.
Taehyung laughed, "Aw, are you scared your mother will marry you off to Aera? Didn't you say you loved her?"
Namjoon and Seokjin couldn't stop the punch Jungkook threw at the elder. Namjoon pulled Taehyung back from smacking Jungkook down on the floor because, Lord knows what could have happened if the fight continued.
"Fuck off, you cunt!" Taehyung kicked Jungkook and turned his way around outside the bunglow.
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