Truth Between Us ??

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋🎧ྀི playing - See the Light by Lim Hyunsik

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The quiet clinking of utensils filled the room as Jungkook absentmindedly pushed a piece of fruit around his plate. His gaze was unfocused, his mind elsewhere, swirling with thoughts he didn't quite understand. Across the table, Taehyung noticed the lack of enthusiasm in Jungkook's eating. With a faint smile, he flicked his fingers against Jungkook's forehead, making the younger man blink in surprise.

"Eat with focus," Taehyung said, his tone half-scolding but light.

Jungkook hummed distractedly, rubbing his forehead. His gaze flitted back to Taehyung, and just like that, the memory of last night came rushing back—Seokjin's hand lingering on Taehyung's, the way they had stood together outside under the moonlight.

It's nothing, Jungkook told himself. It's Seokjin hyung. He loves Namjoon hyung. But the uneasy twist in his chest wouldn't go away.

Clutching his fork a little too tightly, Jungkook blurted out, "You and Seokjin hyung look really familiar with each other. Why does it seem like you knew each other from before?"

Taehyung's brows furrowed in confusion at the sudden question. He set his fork down and leaned back slightly, studying Jungkook's expression. "Because we do," he replied simply.

Jungkook's grip on the fork tightened further. His knuckles turned white as his eyes narrowed slightly. "Oh, really? Why didn't you ever tell me?"

Taehyung sighed, shaking his head at the younger man's sudden interrogation. "Because it's nothing much," he said, his tone calm but firm. "We met once, a long time ago. During a rescue mission. Mr. Kim was stuck in a building, and I was part of the team that got him out."

"That's it?" Jungkook pressed, his voice unconsciously sharper.

Taehyung leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on the table as his eyes locked onto Jungkook's. "Yes, Mr. Jeon, that's it. Stop sending your brain into overdrive. Mr. Kim didn't want me to mention it because he didn't want to worry his husband. That's all."

Somehow, hearing that explanation made Jungkook feel a little relieved.

Taehyung picked up a piece of grilled chicken from the platter, placing it onto Jungkook's plate. "Eat more," he instructed, his tone softening. "You've been eating too little these days." Without waiting for a response, he picked up a slice of fruit with his fork and brought it to Jungkook's lips. "Here. Eat this too."

Jungkook hesitated for a moment, blinking up at Taehyung before taking the fruit into his mouth. A faint blush crept up his cheeks as he chewed. "Cap, you take care of me so well," he said with a shy grin. "Aren't you afraid I'll fall for you?"

Taehyung smirked, his lips quirking into a teasing smile. "Don't worry," he said smoothly. "You wouldn't be the first one to tell me that."

The words hit Jungkook harder than he expected. That ugly feeling surged back, stronger this time, twisting in his chest like a knot. He frowned, "Excuse me," he muttered, 

Taehyung watched, an amused chuckle escaping his lips. "What's this? Are you jealous?"

Jungkook scoffed, turning back with a sharp glare to walk away. "As if. Please."

But before he could storm off completely, Taehyung leaned in and closed the distance between them. He reached out, gently tilting Jungkook's chin up with his fingers, his thumb brushing along the line of his jaw.