|| Want You again || ??

The room felt suffocating.

Jungkook stood frozen, his breath shaking, his heart pounding violently against his ribs.

And Taehyung-

Taehyung was breaking in front of him.

His knees hit the cold floor, his body trembling with uncontrollable sobs. His hands clutched at his chest, as if trying to hold himself together, but the cracks were too deep.

And Jungkook?

Jungkook could only watch.

"Tae..." His voice came out in a whisper, hoarse and unsteady.

But Taehyung wasn't done.

Through his sobs, through the pain laced in every word, he spoke the truth that shattered whatever hope Jungkook had left.

"Tell me, Jeon... what would you do if your five-year-old child asked you to divorce his father?"

Jungkook flinched.

"What would you do if he asked you the meaning of cheating?"

Jungkook clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his palms.

Because he had no answer.

"You say Jiwon won't have a proper life with me?" Taehyung let out a bitter, hollow laugh, lifting his tear-streaked face. "Then tell me, Jungkook... will he have a better life with you?"

Jungkook's lips parted, but no words came out.

"With a father who sleeps around with so many sluts... because his own wife couldn't satisfy his wild needs?"

Jungkook staggered back, as if the words had physically struck him.

But Taehyung kept going.

"Will he have a great life knowing that his father is out there... possibly making stepbrothers and stepsisters for him?"

Jungkook squeezed his eyes shut, his body shaking.

He wanted to yell.

He wanted to deny it.

But he couldn't.

Because it was true.

Taehyung wiped at his tears harshly, his voice cracking. "Bogum may not have as much money as you... but at least he never made me feel like I wasn't enough."

Jungkook lifted his head, eyes wide, breathing uneven.

"At least he never grabbed my jaw and forced me to look at his sluts, telling me they could satisfy him better than I could."

Jungkook's world tilted. His ears rang.

"At least he never left his pregnant wife and five-year-old toddler alone just to chase after his desires."

Jungkook choked back a sob, his vision blurring.

"You ask me for another chance?" Taehyung whispered, his voice barely audible, his entire body trembling.

"Do you think I deserved any of this, Jungkook?"

Jungkook shook his head, gripping his own hair as his tears fell freely.

"Do you think you deserve me?"

Jungkook collapsed onto his knees in front of Taehyung, hands trembling.