Still With You ?

Once Jungkook and Tae sat down, Tae took a deep breath before speaking.

"Kookie... I-I know you're angry at us. And to be honest, we didn't even know about the secret ourselves. I am really sorry for hurting you. We never meant to purposely reveal you. Appa told us it wasn't about you, and we believed him... but he lied. And for that, we are so sorry". Jungkook just stared at him with bambi innocent eyes, he was just listening to tae.

Tae's voice trembled slightly as he continued, "But please remember this-we are here for you. No matter what happens, you can seek protection here. We are ready to stand by you, to protect you, always. And... just know that our love and care for you are real, Kookie. It's not fake. Never. You can believe that with your whole heart. We never hated you-not even for a second. We never saw you as anything less than our brother, and we always will."

Tae swallowed hard, his voice breaking slightly. "Please... don't ever think we hate you. Don't ever think that our love is fake. You are our brother, Jungkook. How could we ever show you fake love? Just remember this-you have us, and we have you. And that will never change."

Jungkook sat in silence, staring into Tae's eyes. He saw no lies, no deceit-only pure, unwavering love and care. His heart ached at the sincerity in Tae's words, and for the first time in a long time, he felt like he wasn't alone.

"And... as you said, you aren't comfortable with us, and that you... you hate us..." Tae's voice wavered, but he forced himself to continue. "Take your time, Jungkook. Take all the time you need. It can be a minute, a month... even a year. When you feel ready-when you feel like you truly have us-you can speak to us like before. Be comfortable with us again. Don't be so formal or distant... you're our brother, Kookie."

Tae swallowed the lump in his throat, his fingers gripping the hem of his sweater as he tried to steady himself. "Just... be like how you were in Italy. Carefree, happy, comfortable. See this place as your home, because it is your home. It's not a strange place, not somewhere you have to tiptoe around. You can do whatever you want-you can roam wherever you like, throw a party if you feel like it... just-just don't lock yourself away in that room.

"Home? Me being carefree, happy and comfortable in home? Ive never ever felt that... Home is the place I hate the most" Jungkook thought

Tae's voice cracked at the end, his emotions threatening to take over, but he held on. "If you ever feel alone... you don't have to be. You can join us anytime, anywhere. We'll go wherever you want, do whatever you need. Just don't push yourself away from us, please..." Tae's eyes shimmered with unshed tears as he looked at Jungkook, silently begging him to understand, to believe, to accept the love that had never wavered.

Jungkook sat there, frozen, his heart hammering against his chest. His vision blurred as his eyes glistened with unshed tears. He wanted to speak, to say something-but the lump in his throat made it impossible. Instead, he just stared at Tae, feeling an overwhelming mix of emotions crashing down on him.

"We are so sorry if you felt like we were annoying, if you ever thought we were fake... but Jungkook, we can never be like that. You know why?" Tae took a shaky breath, trying his best to keep his emotions in check. "Because you came to us by God's grace. After twelve long years, you finally came back to us. We missed you every single day..." Tae sighed, shaking his head. "Never mind that. It's all up to you now, Kook. It's your mindset, your choice. Just... be comfortable with us. You have us." His voice was soft, yet so full of longing. He was trying his best not to break, not to cry.

Jungkook was doing the same. His throat felt tight, his heart heavy. He let out a deep sigh and stood up. "I... I need some time." His voice was barely above a whisper.