Threads of fate

After breakfast, the room fell into an unusual silence. None of them knew what to say next. The past had been laid bare, emotions had been spilled, and yet, there was still an unspoken tension lingering in the air. Jungkook sat there, staring at his half-empty plate, his mind still occupied with thoughts of Jin.

It was Yoongi who finally broke the silence.

"Congratulations, Papa Jungkook," he said, a small smirk on his face as he leaned back against the couch. "You have two kids, and they look absolutely beautiful."

Jungkook's head snapped up at those words. His heart clenched at the mention of Jiho and Jiwon-his kids. The only thing connecting him to Jin now.

Hoseok chuckled, shaking his head. "Honestly, when I first saw Jiwon, I thought I was looking at a ten-year-old Jungkook. The resemblance is insane."

Taehyung nodded eagerly. "Not just the looks, but their attitude too! Your kids are just like you, Kook. So possessive and protective over Jin. It's hilarious and kind of scary."

Jimin, who had been quietly watching Jungkook's reaction, added softly, "Jiho and Jiwon... they're amazing kids. They're smart, kind, and they love Jin so much. You'd be proud, Jungkook."

Jungkook's lips parted slightly, his breath catching in his throat. A warmth spread in his chest-pride.

"I am proud," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. His fingers clenched into fists on his lap, his emotions overwhelming him. "Even if I wasn't there, even if they don't know me, they're still mine. My blood... my kids."

His eyes shone with unshed tears, but this time, they weren't just from sadness. They were from the sheer realization that despite everything, he still had something left-Jiho and Jiwon.

Namjoon smiled softly. "Then what are you going to do, Jungkook?"

Jungkook exhaled shakily. He didn't know the answer yet.

But one thing was clear-he wasn't going to give up.

"I don't know yet," he admitted. "But I won't stop trying."

The members nodded, understanding his determination. They weren't just his brothers in music; they were his family, and they were going to stand by him-no matter what.

As the room settled into silence again, Namjoon leaned forward, his expression serious. He looked at Jungkook and the rest of the members before speaking, his voice firm yet thoughtful.

"Guys... did you notice something about what Jin said last night?"

Jungkook, still lost in his thoughts, blinked at Namjoon. "What do you mean, hyung?"

Namjoon exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Jin said he came to meet you with the kids... but Sana was the one who opened the door and told him that you were happy with her. She made it seem like you had moved on and built a life with her."

At the mention of Sana, Jungkook's heart started to race. His brows furrowed as he replayed Jin's words in his mind.

"Wait..." Yoongi sat up straighter, his sharp mind catching on to Namjoon's point. "That means Sana knew about the kids. She met Jin. She met Jiho and Jiwon. And she never told Jungkook?"

The realization hit like a thunderclap.

Jungkook's body tensed as the weight of Namjoon's words sank in. His breathing became uneven. His mind scrambled through the memories-Sana had been by his side when he was drowning in pain, she had supported him when he was searching for Jin. But now...