Replacing Him || TK

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8:21 AM
SEOUL, South Korea
Jungkooks room

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The next morning, Jungkook woke up to the warm sunlight streaming through his window. He stretched his arms, feeling a bit disoriented, and looked around his room. Memories of the previous day came flooding back, and he remembered how Taehyung had carried him in bridal style back to his room.

Jungkook's face flushed with embarrassment as he recalled the incident. He shook his head, chuckling to himself, and reached out for his phone on the table.

As he scrolled through his messages, his eyes widened with excitement. There was a message from Y/N, and Jungkook's heart skipped a beat as he read the words: "KOOK IM ARRIVING BY 10 AM."

Jungkook squealed with delight, his fingers flying across the screen as he replied: "WHAT REALLY?! ALR DARLING."

He chuckled to himself, feeling a sense of joy and anticipation wash over him. With a spring in his step, Jungkook got up from his bed and made his way towards the bathroom, already planning out his day and how he would spend it with Y/N.

As Jungkook stood in front of the bathroom sink, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. His eyes, which had been shining with excitement just moments before, turned dull and lifeless.

He remembered what had happened yesterday - the argument, the broken picture frame, the burned photograph. And in a flash of clarity, he knew who was responsible.

It was Minsoo.

Jungkook's face turned pale as the realization hit him. No one else would do something so hurtful, so deliberately cruel. The seven of them knew each other better than anyone else, and Jungkook knew that none of his members would ever stoop to such a level.

But Minsoo... Minsoo was a different story altogether.

Jungkook's mind was racing with thoughts and emotions, his heart pounding in his chest. He felt a wave of anger wash over him, followed by a sense of determination. He was going to confront Minsoo, and he was going to get to the bottom of this.

Twenty minutes had passed since Jungkook's revelation in the bathroom. He had been lost in thought, his mind reeling with emotions and suspicions. But now, he found himself standing at the top of the stairs, his ears drawn to the sound of laughter coming from the living room.

As he looked down, he saw his members gathered around the coffee table, smiling and chatting with Minsoo. But what caught Jungkook's attention was the way Minsoo was laughing, his eyes crinkling at the corners, his smile stretching across his face.

It was all so... fake.

Jungkook's heart ached as he watched the scene unfold before him. He could literally see the insincerity emanating from Minsoo, the way he was trying to blend in, to become one of them.

Jungkook's eyes narrowed, his grip on the railing tightening. He gulped, feeling a lump form in his throat. He knew he had to confront Minsoo, to expose him for the fake he was.

With a deep breath, Jungkook began to make his way downstairs, his eyes fixed on Minsoo, his heart heavy with emotion.

As Jungkook descended the stairs, everyone's eyes turned to him, their faces breaking into warm smiles. "Morning, Kook!" Jimin and j hope  chimed, waving at him.