Truth Between Us ??

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋🎧ྀི playing - Faded by Alan Walker 

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The sharp crack of a slap echoed through the room, reverberating off the walls like a gunshot. Jungkook's head snapped to the side, his cheek stinging as the fiery imprint of his father's hand burned against his skin. Slowly, Jungkook raised his hand to touch his reddened cheek, scoffing as he turned his head back, his lips curling into a taunting smirk.

"Finally dropped the act, huh?" Jungkook drawled, his tone laced with mocking amusement. "I was really curious how long you'd keep pretending."

Across from him, Taesoo stood seething, his face red with fury, his fists trembling at his sides. His eyes burned as he pointed an accusing finger at his son. "You're nothing but a selfish, useless, shameless brat! After everything I've done for you—"

"Done for me?" Jungkook interrupted, his voice rising as he pushed himself to his feet, his glare matching his father's. "Oh no, Dad. Don't twist this. Let's get one thing straight—I never asked for your sacrifices. Don't you dare act like the victim here." He gave a cold laugh, his tongue running over the corner of his lips. "It hurts me to see you stoop so low, really."

Taesoo's fists clenched tightly, his voice a dangerous growl. "You ungrateful little—after I let you chase your dreams, after I—"

"My dreams?" Jungkook's voice was sharp, cutting like a knife. "Stop lying to yourself! Those weren't my dreams—they were your tools! Everything I've done, everything you've let me do, was just a way to serve your ambitions. And you know what? I'm done playing along."

Taesoo's eyes narrowed, his face twisted with fury. "You think you can talk to me like that and get away with it? Fine. You think I'm the bad guy? Just you wait, Jungkook. Let me show you how it feels when your precious dreams are ripped away from you!"

Jungkook let out a humorless laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. "Wow. As if you weren't already planning to do that. Newsflash, Dad—I've known about your little scheme for a while now. So go ahead, take your best shot."

For a moment, Taesoo faltered, his composure cracking. His sharp eyes darted past Jungkook, landing on Taehyung, who stood silently at attention behind Jungkook. Straightening up, Taesoo directed his anger at him.

"And you. You were supposed to handle him, weren't you? On such an important day, this is the best you can do? Why are you still standing there?"

Taehyung bowed his head slightly, his voice calm but filled with quiet resolve. "It's my fault, sir. I should have been more vigilant. I'll ensure it doesn't happen again."

Jungkook let out a mocking laugh, the sound dripping with scorn. "Typical pet dog. Bow your head, take the blame. Good boy, Captain Kim."

Taesoo's eyes darkened, his hand raising again as his temper boiled over. This time, Jungkook didn't even flinch, meeting his father's gaze with a challenging stare.

Before the hand could land, Taehyung swiftly stepped in between them, his presence calm but firm. "Sir," he interjected, his voice low and respectful, "the Chief of Defense has been waiting outside for some time now. Perhaps we should address the matter at hand."

Taesoo froze, his jaw tightening as he processed the interruption. He slowly lowered his hand, his expression thunderous as he turned back to Jungkook. "We're not done here," he hissed, his voice filled with venom.

Jungkook smirked lazily, leaning back with his hands in his pockets. "Oh, I'm counting on it."

With a final glare, Taesoo stormed out of the room, leaving Taehyung and Jungkook alone. For a moment, there was only tense silence, the air charged with unspoken words.