Jeon Jungkook 20

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

They hadn't seen each other for a long time. Four years, during which the past had been relegated to the deepest recesses of memory, all bridges had burned down, and feelings seemed to have been dispersed by the winds of time.

And here they are again, at the point that the young men have already passed.

As soon as their eyes met, the noise of the guests, the organ music of the church, the crying of mothers and the atmosphere of the newlyweds’ appearance all fell silent, covered by a dome whose name is ‘four years’.

Jungkook's hand is on the girl's waist, but his black eyes, always attentive, tenacious and sharp, are turned to the frozen Taehyung.

Kim knew that the wedding of mutual friends would bring them together, but he couldn’t prepare for it.

The older man hadn't changed... he'd only lost weight and matured, but his face remained the same. And Taehyung could swear he could see the same scar on his cheek as clearly as if it were ten centimeters from his eyes.

He remembers how Jungkook got it—in one of their fistfights. And he remembers how he stroked his cheek, how he kissed him impulsively, unexpectedly for himself, confessing first.

“It will heal before the wedding,” he said then about the scar.

And then he left new ones with his hot kisses.

Taehyung also remembers slapping that same cheek. It was the first major argument, the one that marked the beginning of the end. Jungkook deserved it; after all, he was the one who doubted his lover's fidelity.

The relationship couldn't survive. Constant mistrust, scrutiny, resentment, anger—the young men managed to remain dissatisfied with each other even from a distance. In those months, they reverted to what they had been at the very beginning: stepbrothers unwilling to find common ground.

They didn't hear each other, didn't see love, didn't talk about the future. The passion that had suddenly flared up in secret had faded, only to be resurrected now. And this time, it seemed to promise that the brothers wouldn't hide it.

Jungkook took the first step, letting go of his companion, and came closer, forcing the younger to once again smell the scent of the unchanging perfume.

“I thought you weren’t coming,” and a familiar voice suddenly opened the doors of memories.