Where Taehyung tried to fuck the
neighbor's daughter due to his parents' long-standing rivalry with the neighbors and almost succeeded, but the neighbor's son, who was studying abroad, came back and spoilt all his efforts and tables turned ....
"Ko...
Taehyung was still straddling him, the weight of his body grounding Jungkook while his piercing blue eyes-so achingly familiar-bored into his soul. But something shifted. It wasn't just Jungkook drowning in his own thoughts now. Taehyung's stare turned distant, his chest rising and falling just a bit faster, lips slightly parted in shock... as if he, too, had just been pulled back in time.
And he had.
Suddenly, the soft garden around them dissolved in Taehyung's mind, and he was five again-sitting on the dusty ground, legs spread in his innocence, tears still fresh on his cheeks as a puppy licked away the remains of his tiny heartbreak. And then he saw it... again.
That boy.
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Standing in the garden. Laughing.
But this time-this time the memory carried something more than just embarrassment. It came with his father's voice, stern, deep, echoing in his tiny head like a curse.
"That Jeon kid laughed at you because he enjoyed it, Taehyung-ah. He enjoyed your misery."
Those words, once brushed off, now slammed against the walls of his mind, louder and crueler with every beat of his heart. He had tried to forget them. Had convinced himself maybe his appa was just being overprotective. That maybe, just maybe, the boy wasn't laughing at him but at the situation.
But looking down at Jungkook now-eyes just as dark, just as calm-that hatred came flooding back.
Taehyung clenched his jaw, rage rising not just for the boy beneath him but for his own stupid, naive five-year-old self who hadn't believed his father. And now, here they were again. Face to face.
From where it all started.
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Taehyung was lost in the shadows of his memory, but his hands-his body-hadn't forgotten where he was. His grip on Jungkook's neck tightened unconsciously, knuckles pale with unspoken fury. But Jungkook didn't resist. He didn't even flinch.
