Chapter 3

Taehyung was smiling with his head tilted, eyes shining the way they always used to when Jungkook spoke nonsense to make him laugh.

Jungkook wrinkled his nose. "You still laugh at my worst jokes. That's suspicious behavior."

Taehyung grinned. "Your jokes have always been bad."

"But you laughed."

"Yeah," Taehyung said, nudging his shoulder gently against Jungkook's. "Because it's you. My Kookie."

That made Jungkook smile, a soft, sheepish, but a real one, the kind that reached his eyes and resembled a cute bunny. He glanced down at their hands resting close, knuckles nearly brushing. For a moment, he looked unsure. Like he was asking a silent question.

Taehyung gave the answer without a word.

He tilted his chin up slightly, the way he always did when he wanted Jungkook closer.

Jungkook leaned in slowly, slowly, like the world would collapse if he moved fast. Their foreheads touched. His eyes fluttered shut.

"I missed you," Jungkook whispered.

"I know," Taehyung said, voice barely there.

Their lips met in a kiss so soft it didn't feel real but like a memory, or a sigh. Familiar. Unrushed. The kind of kiss that didn't ask for anything except to be felt. To be there, full of Love.

When they pulled apart, neither said anything at first. The silence was enough.

Then Taehyung spoke, almost shyly, "Sing for me Kookie...."

Jungkook blinked, surprised. "Now?"

Taehyung nodded.

"Anything?"

"You know which one," Taehyung murmured.

Jungkook took a breath, glanced once at the sky now slipping gently from dusk to something darker, then he began softly, his voice carrying immense Love for Taehyung.

Nal seuchineun geudaeeui yeoteun geu moksori

Nae ireumeul han beonman deo bulleojuseyo

Eoreobeorin noeul arae meomchwo seoitjiman

Geudae hyanghae han georeumssik georeogallaeyo

Still with you

His voice trembled slightly in the beginning, but then steadied. Sweet and slow, like he was singing a promise.....

Eoduunbang jomyeong hana eopsi

Iksukaejimyeon an doeneunde

Geuge tto iksukae

Najimyeo daullin

I eeokeon sori

Igeorado eopseumyeon

Na jeongmal muneojil geot gata

Hamkke utgo hamkke ulgo

I dansunhan gamjeongdeuri

Naegen jeonbuyeonna bwa

Eonjejjieumilkka

Dasi geudael majuhandamyeon

Nuneul bogo malhallaeyo

Bogo sipeosseoyo.........

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Taehyung closed his eyes.

And Jungkook kept singing......

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"They kept finding each other, even in that situation."

Yoongi's voice picked up again....

Jimin stayed quiet beside him, a little strangely still. Not interrupting now, curious to know what happened with his Young Master Jeon.

"They shared their weekends loving each other, sharing Letters. That one time Jungkook went for Taehyung's performance and sneaked back home at night just so his parents wouldn't notice. He was a lovesick bunny, HE IS."

Jimin's brow furrowed slightly, a small smile playing on his lips. "That sounds like something I'd.... probably do in love...."

Yoongi turned to him, with a faint amused glance. "For someone worth it?"

"Yeah," Jimin said, to himself but Yoongi heard it. "Maybe even for someone who doesn't know they're worth it yet."

Yoongi didn't say anything.

The younger man looked away, feeling that maybe he'd said too much. But Yoongi didn't press.

"Everything changed the day his father found out," Yoongi went on, quieter now. "It wasn't some big dramatic discovery. It was simple. He came home early. Jungkook was in his room. Taehyung was there. And they weren't careful that day."

A silence filled the place again.....

Yoongi stared infront of him, not at the dock this time, but at the water. Like he was seeing something which is very hard to forget.

"Mr. Jeon didn't yell. He didn't hit. He just looked at them. And Jungkook, he looked back. There was no chance excuses and hiding."

"Wh.....What happened after that?" Jimin asked softly, his voice shaking in tension.

Yoongi sighed, "That day changed everything."

He didn't continue after that.... instead, he pulled out a metal water bottle from his side bag and held it out to the younger.

Jimin blinked. "For me?"

"You're standing for long now. Drink it and let's sit on the bench." Yoongi said with a dry voice, remembering the past but it was not cold."

Jimin chuckled, accepting it. Their fingers slightly brushed in the process....

But Yoongi noticed it.

So did Jimin .

Neither said a word.