It's Our Secret [Taekook]
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I’m your author~ a little silly one
This story is inspired by real events—like interviews, award shows, behind-the-scenes moments, and some episodes—but also sprinkled with my imagination ⊂(◉‿◉)つ
Since it’s based on real-like events, if you don’t like something, that’s totally fine! Just please don’t report it. I’m not claiming these things actually happened—this is just a story.
Oh, and I already told you guys, this is my first story. So sometimes, I might need your help with the plot. Will you help me?
What happens when seven little boys
Chase the dream that calls their names,
Leaving behind the laughter of childhood,
The warmth of simpler days?
In the shadows of their struggle,
In the quiet corners of the heart,
A whisper rises, soft and forbidden:
Why do they feel this way?
Why, when the world says no,
Do they find themselves falling in love?
Taehyung was sitting at the edge of his bed, twisting the hem of his shirt nervously. Ji-hun had just called him with a request that made his heart flutter.
Kim taehyung
Hm "taehyung said softly"
Kim Ji-hun
“Hey… umm… I’m auditioning at BigHit in Daegu,” Ji-hun said over the phone, his voice a mix of excitement and nerves.
Kim Ji-hun
“Do you want to come with me?”
Kim taehyung
Taehyung’s eyes widened. His mind raced—an audition? BigHit? Could he really go? “Me… go with you?” he whispered to himself, biting his lip. After a moment of hesitation, he nodded, as if Ji-hun could see him through the phone. “Yes… I’ll come.”
Kim Ji-hun
\(ϋ)/♩ Thank youuuu taehyungaaaaa
Kim taehyung
But first, there was the matter of Appa and Eomma.
Kim Ji-hun
okay , ask them for permission then tell me
Kim taehyung
"He took a deep breath and approached his father, who was sitting in the living room."
Kim taehyung
Eomma appa ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ
Taehyung's eomma
Aish you come
Kim taehyung
Eomma eomma ₍₍◞( •௰• )◟₎₎
Kim taehyung
Appa *Runs towards his appa and hugs him*
taehyung's appa
Aye aye what happened taehyung *hug him back*
Kim taehyung
Umm… Appa, Ji-hun wants to give audition at BigHit in Daegu… and he wants me to go with him… can I go? (⊙_⊙;)
taehyung's appa
Hmm… you want to go with Ji-hun to audition, huh? (¬‿¬)
Kim taehyung
Y-yes… (ʘ‿ʘ;)
taehyung's appa
"smiles softly" Alright… go, then. But be careful, and we wish Ji-hun all the best. (◡‿◡✿)
Taehyung's eomma
"gently pat his head" said ji-hun Be confident. (｡♥‿♥｡)
Kim taehyung
"blushes, eyes sparkling" Thank you, Appa… thank you, Eomma… I will tell ji-hun you wished him All the best (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)
taehyung's appa
"hold taehyung's hands" Let's go you get fresh then come to eat then do your Homework tomorrow you have to wake up early?
Kim taehyung
Yeah eomma (✯ᴗ✯)
I will try my best to express their every emotion every struggle in words it's hard to write their emotions but still I will try heh heh
Bye (´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`)
A Chance He Never Asked for
The sky was pale that morning, clouds drifting lazily over Daegu.
Taehyung walked beside Ji-hun, hands tucked in his jacket pockets, the sound of their shoes echoing softly against the quiet street.
Ji-hun looked nervous, clutching a small paper with the BigHit audition address written on it.
Taehyung kept talking, trying to make him laugh, trying to hide his own unease.
They reached the building — tall, clean, too serious for two small-town boys.
Ji-hun took a deep breath before stepping inside, and Taehyung followed silently behind him.
The waiting room was crowded. Boys of every age stood around, practicing dance steps, humming, fixing their hair.
Taehyung found a chair in the corner and sat down, his legs crossed, eyes watching Ji-hun fill the audition form.
Staff member
“You’re not signing up?” one of the staff members asked, stopping near him.
Kim taehyung
Taehyung shook his head quickly. “No. I just came with my friend.”
Staff member
The woman tilted her head, studying him for a moment longer than usual. “You sure? You have a good face for the camera.”
Kim taehyung
He laughed awkwardly, brushing off the compliment. “I’m not really interested.”
Staff member
She smiled, but her tone softened. “Sometimes, the things we don’t plan for lead us where we belong.”
Then she left, leaving Taehyung blinking after her.
Minutes passed. Ji-hun’s name was called.
He walked inside, clutching his paper tightly. The door closed behind him, and the hall fell quiet.
When he came out, his expression said enough.
Taehyung stood up, patting his shoulder lightly.
Kim taehyung
“You did your best.”
Kim Ji-hun
Ji-hun nodded, forcing a smile. “Yeah… maybe next time.”
Before they could leave, another staff member walked over.
Staff member
“You’re Kim Taehyung, right?”
Kim taehyung
Taehyung frowned slightly. “Yes, but—”
Staff member
“You haven’t auditioned yet. Please come in.”
Kim taehyung
“I didn’t apply for it,” he said quickly, glancing at Ji-hun.
Staff member
“It’s okay. Just one song, one minute. You’ll regret it if you don’t try.”
Kim Ji-hun
Ji-hun nudged him gently. “Go. It’s fine. Try once for me.”
Taehyung hesitated, looking at the open door. His heart pounded so hard it hurt.
He wasn’t ready. He hadn’t practiced. He didn’t even know what song he’d sing.
But his feet still moved.
Inside, the room was quiet.
A few judges sat behind a table, watching him expectantly.
Kim taehyung
He bowed slightly. “I didn’t come here to audition,” he said softly, “but… I’ll try.”
And he sang — voice trembling at first, then slowly finding strength.
Something warm spread through the air, and even the judges looked surprised.
When he finished, the silence lingered.
Then someone smiled. “Thank you, Taehyung-ssi. We’ll be in touch.”
He bowed again, his throat dry, his chest tight.
When he stepped out, Ji-hun was waiting — smiling even though his own eyes were sad.
Kim Ji-hun
“See? I told you,” Ji-hun said, patting his back. “You were meant for this.”
Taehyung lowered his gaze, still unsure.
The evening light fell softly over the street as they walked home — two friends, unaware that one of them had just stepped into the beginning of something unforgettable.
When fate Knocked again
The house was unusually quiet that evening.
Taehyung sat cross-legged on the floor, flipping through his sketchbook. Most of the pages were filled with doodles of strawberries — small ones, lopsided ones, bright ones.
He had always loved them.
He wanted to grow them one day.
Just like Appa, he thought.
For as long as he could remember, Taehyung dreamed of becoming a farmer.
Just someone who could stand in a warm field, hands in the soil, growing fruit under the Daegu sun.
He thought life would go that way — quietly, simply.
But everything changed the day he followed Ji-hun to that audition.
His phone vibrated suddenly, snapping him out of his thoughts.
He glanced at the screen.
Unknown number.
Kim taehyung
“Hello?” he answered carefully.
Staff member
A calm voice came through.
“Is this Kim Taehyung?”
Staff member
“This is BigHit Entertainment. We’re calling regarding your audition.”
Taehyung’s breath caught.
He sat up straighter, strawberries forgotten.
Staff member
“We’re pleased to inform you that you passed.”
The words landed like a shockwave.
He stared at the wall, unable to speak for a moment.
Kim taehyung
“You mean… I really… passed?”
Staff member
“Yes. Please come to Seoul next week for trainee registration. Congratulations.”
The call ended.
The house fell silent again.
But inside him, something exploded — fear, hope, disbelief.
He stood up quickly and rushed downstairs.
Kim taehyung
“Eomma… Appa…”
His voice shook.
His parents looked up instantly.
Kim taehyung
“I got in,” he whispered.
Kim taehyung
“BigHit… they accepted me.”
His mother covered her mouth, eyes widening with emotion.
His father slowly set aside his book, studying Taehyung’s trembling hands, his flushed cheeks, the shock in his eyes.
taehyung's appa
“You wanted a quiet life,” his father said softly, “a farm, the fields, strawberries…”
Kim taehyung
Taehyung lowered his gaze.
“I still love all that,” he murmured. “But… something felt different when I sang. Like maybe… maybe I should try.”
His mother walked over and brushed his hair gently.
Taehyung's eomma
“Dreams can change, Taehyung,” she whispered. “And you’re allowed to follow a new one.”
taehyung's appa
His father placed a steady hand on his shoulder.
“If this path calls you… go. We’ll always support you.”
Kim taehyung
Taehyung swallowed hard, nodding slowly.
A warm pressure filled his chest — half fear, half excitement.
Taehyung swallowed hard, nodding slowly.
A warm pressure filled his chest — half fear, half excitement.
But destiny had already shifted
And it was calling his name.
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