Jungkook.

"Son, until you become normal, don't even think about coming back to this house." His aunt's voice sounded sharp, like a slap to the face, right there at the festive table.

And Taehyung just wanted to have dinner.

Normal? What was so abnormal about loving a man instead of a girl? Was that a crime? No. He loved Jungkook. And he wasn't a mistake. He was his entire life.

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Jungkook sat in his room, aimlessly scrolling through photos on his phone. The screen glowed with a cold light, while everything inside him howled with emptiness. The message from Taehyung, sent a month ago, was still burned into his mind: "I'm not interested in you. Don't look for me."

But Jungkook knew: it was a lie. There was just nothing left to prove it with.

There were no chances left.

Jungkook left to study abroad. Taehyung followed in the footsteps of his late mother—he became a designer. Four years passed unnoticed.

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Jungkook returned to the city late in the evening, exhausted to the point of shaking. Straight from work—nowhere else, he wanted only one thing: to get drunk. He pushed open the door of his favorite bar and headed habitually toward the counter, but then he froze.

His spot was taken.

A small, fragile, painfully familiar figure. Taehyung.

"Why are you acting up, sweetheart? Let's get to know each other," a drunken brute with an oily smile loomed over him, brazenly closing the distance.

"No. Get away," Taehyung tossed out tiredly, without even lifting his head. "Otherwise, I'll call security."

"Ha... fuck, what, am I supposed to get on my knees before you, you little brat?!" The man swung his arm, but his hand froze in mid-air.

Jungkook caught his wrist with an iron grip and shoved him back sharply.

"He said no. Get out of here," his voice sounded low and hard.

Taehyung slowly raised his eyes.

Their gazes met, and the world around them seemed to explode into silence.

Sometimes fate doesn't rest until two souls end up where they are meant to be. Together.

Kim Taehyung. 22 years old. Quiet, modest.
His biological parents died in a car accident, and he lives with his aunt and uncle. His aunt and uncle are homophobic. He doesn't like being yelled at. He knows how to fight back.

Jungkook. 24 years old. Serious, focused. His mother died in childbirth and he lives abroad with his father. His father doesn't care who Jungkook is with, as long as he's happy.

We haven't forgotten each other for 4 years, but Taehyung doesn't want a relationship.