"So, Jungkook. It's about your powers...and- your origin..." Namjoon said nervously, receiving a wide eyed but shocked look from Jungkook.
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"I know the next thing I say might be shocking, but you have to know the truth about yourself." Namjoon nodded slowly. "Don't go mental after this, okay?" He chuckled nervously.
"O- orig- gin?" Jungkook stuttered, terrified of what Namjoon was about to announce. "What are you talking about...?" He added, cold sweat running down his forehead in anticipation.
"Alright, the thing is, I'm a little concerned about your powers." Namjoon confessed. "To me, it doesn't make any sense that your parents are poor and you have powers. As you said, your parents do not have powers, right?" Jungkook nodded slowly as a response.
"And you have powers-"
"But hyung, didn't you say that the next king gets the powers of the previous king?" Jungkook panicked. "It makes sense, right...?" He huffed.
"But the thing is, you had powers before you were even accepted as the 7th king." Namjoon rubbed the bridge of his nose in frustration. "I felt the power in you, although it was very faint, I still felt it." He shrugged.
"What...?" Jungkook widened his eyes and furrowed his eyebrows at Namjoon, who was looking at the wall next to him. "I- had powers?" Jungkook stuttered again.
"Yes... and that is why I think your parents... are not your real parents..." Namjoon took a deep breath. He knew that Jungkook would go nuts after hearing that, so he prepared for it, mentally and physically.
"I-" Jungkook choked out. His mouth was wide open, eyes getting more glossy by every second. The thought that his parents might not be his real parents was, well, shocking. He had no idea. Finally his knees gave out and he finally burst into tears. Tear after tear, flowing down his pretty cheeks and small sobs leaving his mouth, filling the room with silence and his quiet sobs.
Taehyung crouched next to Jungkook, wrapping his arms around the small boy, comforting him as best as he could. Honestly, he was sad for Jungkook. Guilt was piling up in his throat at the thought of him doing all those mean things to this small bean in front of him that was helplessly crying in his arms. He hated the fact that he was the one who hurt him.
"Let it all out.." Taehyung whispered into the sweet boy's ears, still trying to comfort him. "Namjoon hyung, can we excuse ourselves for a moment, I think he needs some alone time for a while..." Taehyung requested.
"I still had something to tell him tho..." Namjoon said guitily. "But if that's what he wants, then go ahead." He smiled weakly. Taehyung only nodded and picked Jungkook up in his arms, carrying him to a guest bedroom that was in the hideout. He then proceeded to lay the younger on the bed, kissing his forehead at the same time.
"You're going to be okay." Taehyung hugged the shaking Jungkook. "It's going to be okay.." He sighed.
"M- my- my parents are- are they not really my parents...?" Jungkook stuttered while sobbing into Taehyungs well-built chest, wetting the olders dress shirt all over again. "Is this a dream...?" He whispered.
"No, it's not." Taehyung whispered back.
"I had no idea..." Jungkook sobbed as he held onto Taehyung's shirt.
Taehyung kept quiet while rubbing the younger's back in slow motions. His own mind was all over the place because of his father, but now he was even more stressed out because of Jungkook. He wanted to keep the younger safe from everyone. He wanted to keep the younger to himself.
"Do you...think my real parents are somewhere?" Jungkook looked up at Taehyung with his innocent little doe eyes, which made Taehyung's heart beat faster. "Do you think they're still alive and..well...?" He said as his lip quivered.
"I don't know, Jungkook." Taehyung look at their interviened hands. "Let's hope they are safe and sound, yeah?" He gave Jungkook a weak smile before pecking the younger's lips softly. Jungkook widened his eyes and blushed imemdiately, hiding his face in his palms. "Let me see your face." Taehyung hummed and brought Jungkook's hands to his lap.
"You're so beautiful." Taehyung pressed his forehead against the younger's, breating heavily as they only stared at each other in comfortable silence.
"...am not..." Jungkook mumbled quietly.
"Oh, you have no idea." Taehyung huffed. "You're the most beautiful person I've ever met." He cupped the younger's face in his hands, kissing him softly. Jungkook didn't even respond to that. Instead he just looked up into Taehyung's eyes and smiled. The smile was a bit forced, but it made Taehyung happy nonetheless.
"I- I like...you..." Jungkook mumbled softly. Taehyung was taken aback a little by Jungkook's statement, but he loved how the younger was so cute and soft. He loved the fact that he had never shown this side to anyone else. Taehyung leaned down further, placing his lips on Jungkook's own.
Soft pecks were exchanged between the two. "I like you too." Taehyung said. "I'm glad you're here." Jungkook didn't respond, but instead he just closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of Taehyung's lips on his.
They stayed like that for a while, just enjoying each other's company. "I want to try something." Taehyung mumbled. Taehyung slowly slid his hand down to the younger's crotch, gripping the soft bulge there. He slowly began to grind against it, causing Jungkook to gasp and thrust his hips upwards.
Taehyung smirked at the sudden reaction. "You like that, pretty boy?" Jungkook opened his eyes and looked into Taehyung's eyes. He bit his lip nervously, but smirked. "I want to go further." Taehyung explained, voice a low whisper. "I want to go all the way. Are you ready for that?"
Jungkook didn't reply immediately, but instead he just bit his lip nervously, nodding slowly. "It's okay to say no. I won't be offended." Taehyung explained.
"I want to do this." He mumbled, and then he looked into Taehyung's eyes. "I want to do this with you."
"Good." Taehyung smiled softly, and then he began to unbuckle his belt. He didn't take his eyes off of Jungkook the whole time. Jungkook continued to stare back at him, biting his lip nervously. He licked his lips as he continued to stare into the older's eyes.
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Did I just leave you hanging? Yes. You're welcome.