Truth Between Us ??

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Note : The whole update is just a extended/Extras/Bonus chapter. A recap of everything that have happened till chapter - 31 but now from Taehyung's perspective. 
Mostly it would be narrative only. So you can skip this chapter if you want.

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Taehyung sat in front of his laptop in his dimly lit apartment, fingers lazily scrolling through search results. His screen was filled with articles, controversies, and countless scandals—every single one linked to the person he was now supposed to babysit.

Jeon Jungkook.

His lips curled in disdain as he skimmed through yet another news piece about the "troublemaker heir" and his wild antics. Club brawls, reckless driving, rumors of affairs—one mess after another. The boy seemed to thrive off chaos, and now he had to deal with it? Taehyung exhaled sharply, rubbing his temple.

He wanted to get closer to Jeon Taesoo, but not like this. This was an unnecessary nuisance.

"Would I even get time to focus on my actual mission?" he muttered to himself, shutting the laptop with an annoyed click. "Will I be extracting information from Taesoo, or babysitting this spoiled brat?"

As if the universe had a twisted sense of humor, his doorbell rang at that exact moment. Taehyung sighed. He already knew who it was.

He got up and opened the door, stepping aside as Kang Minho walked in, followed by Seokjin. Minho barely looked at him before making himself comfortable in the living room, placing a thick folder onto the coffee table. Taehyung didn't miss the way Seokjin gave him a brief nod, always the quieter one.

Without a word, Taehyung moved to get water. His gaze flickered to the folder on the coffee table as he handed him the glass.

"What's this?" he asked, eyeing the documents.

Minho took a sip before motioning towards the folder. "Open it. You'll find it useful."

Taehyung sat down, flipping through the pages. His brows rose slightly when he realized what he was looking at—a case file on Jeon's son. Surveillance photos, timestamps, locations, even a brief list of Jungkook's known habits and places he frequently visited. The images varied—some taken at parties, some during business events, others from what seemed like a distance, capturing him in his daily life.

"You had someone keeping an eye on him too?" Taehyung asked, tone unreadable as he turned another page.

Minho leaned back. "I thought maybe, someday, we'd have enough dirt on him to take him down too. You know, just in case. But look at how things have played out." He smirked. "This 'opportunity' may feel like a burden now, but think about it, Taehyung. If you can get control over this boy, Jeon Taesoo will trust you more. And that means he'll start letting you in on his weak points."

Taehyung stayed quiet, scanning the documents thoughtfully. The boy looked decent enough in the pictures—dark, expressive eyes, sharp features. But his records told a different story.

A troublemaker at its peak. Must be fun being spoiled. Taehyung scoffed internally.

"Typical father, typical son," he muttered under his breath, shaking his head.