Truth Between Us ??

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋🎧ྀི playing - Malibu Nights by Lany

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Taehyung's footsteps echoed in the room as he paced back and forth, his frustration palpable. Jimin and Jungkook sat side by side on the couch, heads hung low like two children caught misbehaving. Jungkook fidgeted with the hem of his shirt, avoiding Taehyung's piercing gaze, while Jimin anxiously tapped his fingers on his knee.

Abruptly, Taehyung stopped and turned toward Jimin, his glare cutting through the tension like a blade. "Mr. Park," he said, his tone dangerously calm, "I thought I specifically warned you not to entertain or encourage Mr. Jeon's troublesome ideas. Didn't I?"

Jimin stiffened, swallowing nervously as he stuttered out a reply. "It... it was my idea this time," he admitted, trying to shield Jungkook.

Taehyung scoffed, his lips curling into a sarcastic smirk. "Oh, really? Do you want me to reward you for that brilliant idea, then?"

Jimin instantly clamped his mouth shut, his shoulders hunching as he shrank into the couch. Taehyung's eyes, however, had already shifted to Jungkook, who was now staring at the floor as if it held the answers to every problem in the world.

"And you," Taehyung snapped, his voice dripping with disappointment. "When will you stop being reckless and think with your brain for once? Why the hell did you go there? Snooping around like some amateur spy?"

Jungkook's throat went dry, and he barely managed to meet Taehyung's fiery gaze.

"Did you find anything?" Taehyung pressed, his tone softer but his eyes filled with caution, almost as if he feared the answer.

"No," Jungkook blurted out quickly, shaking his head. He saw the subtle way Taehyung's shoulders relaxed, the tension easing slightly from his frame.

Taehyung sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair. "What were you even looking for there?" he demanded, frustration lacing his words. "Why would you put yourself in danger like that?"

Jungkook hesitated, his lips parting slightly, but no words came out. His mind raced, trying to form a coherent response, but nothing seemed adequate.

"Answer me," Taehyung said, his voice rising as his patience wore thin.

"I-" Jungkook started, but before he could finish, Taehyung's phone buzzed with an incoming message and Taehyung immediately pulled out his phone.

As he read the message, his expression hardened, his jaw clenching tightly. His sharp gaze flicked back to Jungkook, who visibly tensed under the scrutiny.

"You are going to stay still now," Taehyung said firmly, his voice leaving no room for argument. "And don't even think about doing something behind my back again. Do you understand me?"

Jungkook's lips pressed into a pout, his eyes glistening with frustration and guilt. "Yes," he muttered reluctantly.

Satisfied, Taehyung nodded curtly, grabbing his coat and preparing to leave. "Good. I need to head to headquarters. Just for the love of everything, stay out of trouble until I get back."

As Taehyung turned toward the door, Jimin leaned toward Jungkook, his voice low but teasing. "You sure you love him? What exactly do you see in that scary man?"

Jungkook elbowed Jimin in the ribs with a glare, though his cheeks flushed pink. "Shut up," he hissed under his breath, casting a guilty glance at Taehyung, who was now pulling on his gloves near the doorway.