Chapter 4

In Italy

Morning came quickly. It was 7 AM, and Jungkook was packing his belongings. He meticulously folded his clothes, arranged his books, and packed some files. He also placed a box of medicines in his bag. Moving to his side table, he opened a drawer and found a dollar necklace. He picked it up, murmuring, “Miss you,” with a sad smile before putting it on.

(the necklace)

He then took out a wooden memory box, opened it, and gazed at a picture of himself at ten years old with a boy at same age as him and a girl and a woman beside him. He smiled at it, closed the box, and put it in his bag. After gathering his tech gadgets, cameras, and more books, he finished packing.

He checked the time: 7:30 AM. He carried his bags to the living room, where Kim Yoon-Seong, his father, was already fully prepared. He bowed in respect, “Good morning, Kook,” Kim greeted him with a smile.

Jungkook mentally rolled his eyes at this unfamiliar warmth, but he responded coldly, “Morning.” He bowed.

“Come on, let’s eat,” Kim said, standing up.

“I don’t have an appetite,” Jungkook replied, uninterested.

“I didn’t ask if you were hungry. I told you to eat,” Kim said calmly.

Jungkook gritted his teeth and clenched his jaw but went to the dining hall.

They sat at a distance from each other—Kim in his usual spot, and Jungkook at the far end. The maids served breakfast, and while Kim ate heartily, Jungkook only managed a single pancake and a cup of milk. After finishing, Jungkook left the table without waiting for Kim, heading to the living room and scrolling through his phone.

A few minutes later, Kim joined him. “Let’s go,” he said. Jungkook nodded and stood up. The maids and guards lined up as instructed by Kim.

“Thank you all for your service. Your salary for the next three months will be credited to your accounts,” Kim announced, ensuring they had some security as they sought new employment. The staff expressed their gratitude.

Kim then turned to Jungkook, asking, “Do you want to say anything?”

Jungkook stood up and said, “Thank you. I hope I won’t see your faces again.” He then walked out, not sparing a glance at his father, who glared at him.

“Sorry for his behaviour,” Kim apologized to the staff, giving them a warm smile. “Thank you all again. I hope you have bright futures.” With that, he followed Jungkook outside to the car.

When Kim entered the car, Jungkook was already seated, scrolling through his phone, ignoring his father’s presence. “Go,” Kim ordered the driver, and the car started toward the airport.

“I don’t want you to misbehave there. Even if you hate them, they are your brothers. I’m not asking you to talk to them, but don’t be rude,” Kim said calmly.

Jungkook, staring out the window, nodded. “I need a verbal answer,” Kim demanded sternly.

“Okay, understood,” Jungkook replied coldly, still looking outside.

“And don’t let them know anything about what happened in these 12 years, especially about your work,” Kim warned.

“Okay,” Jungkook said flatly.

Kim sighed and made a phone call. “Hello… yeah, we’re on the way to the airport… hm… yeah… Kook…” Kim paused, glancing at Jungkook, who was still staring out the window. “He’s coming too… Yes, son… okay… we’ll be there in night… yeah, okay, bye. Take care, my son. Love you too.” Kim’s voice was soft and gentle.

Jungkook chuckled bitterly at the words “love you too” and “take care.” “Who was that?” he asked.

“Your Jin hyung,” Kim answered. Jungkook scoffed at the term “hyung.” “Hyung? They don’t deserve to be called that,” he muttered bitterly. Kim sighed but didn’t respond.

Soon, they arrived at the airport, where they saw a swarm of reporters waiting. Kim sighed and looked at Jungkook, who was already wearing his mask. Kim took Jungkook’s hand, causing him to look up in disbelief. “Just for now, don’t look at the cameras and keep your mask on,” Kim instructed. The reporters, with cameras flashing, quickly approached them. Jungkook found it hard to keep his eyes open under the constant barrage of lights.

Kim called a guard over and asked him to bring his assistant, Baek Hyun Woo. Jungkook was breathing heavily, looking down and gripping Kim’s hand tightly as the reporters bombarded them with questions.

“Sir, are you going back to Korea?” “Will you live there permanently?” “Are you going to live with your sons?” “Where is your younger son?” “Is this your younger son?” “Are you starting new branches in Korea?” The guards tried to hold the reporters back, but it was chaotic. Jungkook struggled to calm himself.

Kim glanced at Jungkook, noticing his distress. He saw Hyun Woo approaching them with difficulty through the crowd. “Jungkook, go with uncle,” Kim said, patting his shoulder. Jungkook nodded, and Hyun Woo quickly took his hand, leading him to a safer place while Kim stayed behind to answer questions.

Jungkook breathed heavily, finally feeling some relief. “Kook, are you okay?” Hyun Woo asked, handing him a bottle of water.

Jungkook nodded, taking a few sips. “Yeah, I’m okay,” he said, catching his breath.

“Why didn’t the guards clear the area beforehand?” Jungkook asked, irritated by the crowd.

“Your dad wanted to answer some questions,” Hyun Woo explained.

“Let’s sit and wait for him,” Hyun Woo suggested. Jungkook nodded and sat on a nearby bench. “Are you coming with us?” Jungkook asked.

“Yeah,” Hyun Woo replied.

“Why the sudden move?” Jungkook asked, still puzzled.

“He missed your hyu—” Hyun Woo stopped mid-sentence when Jungkook glared at him. “I mean, he missed his sons, and he has some work there,” Hyun Woo corrected himself. Jungkook just hummed in response, watching his father handle the reporters.

Kim finally wrapped up the interview. “Yes, I’m moving back to Korea permanently. I’ll be living with my sons. There’s a possibility of opening new branches in Korea. Yes, this is my younger son, and he’s coming with me.”

Jungkook’s anger flared. “Can you tell him not to mention me as his son? I’m not his son,” he spat at Hyun Woo.

“Kook, he’s your dad,” Hyun Woo tried to reason with him.

“Can you stop calling him my dad and stop calling them my hyungs? I don’t have a family,” Jungkook snapped. “You know all his deeds, so how can you—” He was cut off by Kim approaching them.

“Sorry for not informing you about the interview, Kook,” Kim said softly. “Can we go, Bambi?”

Jungkook nodded and stood up. Kim sighed and instructed Hyun Woo, “Stay with him,” before going to check his passport.

Hyun Woo gently held Jungkook’s hand. “I know he doesn’t deserve to call you his son, but don’t take your anger out on your brothers. They’ve always loved you.”

“I don’t care,” Jungkook retorted, jerking his hand away from Hyun Woo and heading to get his passport checked.

Hyun Woo sighed, praying silently, “God, please give him peace and happiness,” before following suit.

In Korea

Jin and Taehyung were in the car, with Taehyung driving. Jin sat in the front, tired. They were chatting, but the conversation was interrupted by a phone call. Jin checked his phone—it was their dad.

“Who is it, hyung?” Taehyung asked.

“Appa” Jin replied, answering the call and putting it on speaker.

“Hello, Jin,” their dad’s voice came through.

“Yes, Appa. Did you take the flight?” Jin asked.

“Yes, son. We’re on the way to the airport,” Kim replied.

Taehyung smiled warmly, hearing their father’s voice.

“Okay, Appa. Come safe,” Jin said.

“Hmm,” Kim hummed in response.

“You took everything you needed, Appa ?” Jin asked.

“Yes, son,” Kim confirmed.

“Okay, Appa. What about Kook? Is he coming?” Jin asked hesitantly.

“Kook…” Kim paused before replying, “Yeah, he’s coming too.”

The duo smiled warmly, relieved to hear this.

“Oka, Appa. B-But when will you arrive?” Jin asked, trying to hide the nervousness in his voice.

“We’ll be there in 7 hours, son,” Kim said.

“Okay, Appa. Take care and come safe,” Jin said.

“Okay, son. Take care. Bye,” Kim said.

“Bye, Appa. Love you,” Jin replied.

“Love you too, son,” Kim said before ending the call.

Jin looked at Taehyung, he noticed Taehyung lost in thought. “Tae, what’s wrong?” Jin asked.

“Hyung, is he doing, okay?” Taehyung asked suddenly.

Jin opened his mouth to speak but hesitated, unsure of what to say. He took a deep breath. “Yes, he’s doing okay. Appa said his health is stable now and he completely alright, but…” Jin hesitated again.

(guys, in some cases we should not believe anyone who says about others, it maybe a lie, we should believe the statement only we have see it… don’t trust anyone and believe their words, behind those words there are so many lies)

“But what, hyung?” tae asked.

“we shouldn’t make him remember anything from the past. Even if he treats us like strangers, it’s okay. He’s still our brother, so we need to keep that in mind. Don’t stress over his changes. He may have changed a lot, but we’re here to support him. The only thing he knows is that we’re his brothers, not the memories of those seven years, okay?” Jin explained.

Tar nodded, being in thoughts still, “tae?” Jin called “Hmm, okay,” Taehyung said, though his voice held a trace of sadness.

“Don’t be sad, Tae,” Jin said, trying to cheer him up.

“We can talk to him, make him smile, and bring him back without forcing him to remember the past, okay? It’s for your maknae’s health,” Jin said, encouragingly.

Taehyung nodded with a small smile. “Okay, should we go shopping?” Jin suggested, trying to lift the mood.

“Sure, let’s go. Tomorrow’s a free day for us” tae said happily. They had taken the day off to welcome their dad and their maknae.

With Jungkook

They were currently on the plane, flying in business class. Jungkook stared out the window, watching the world below. “It looks beautiful from the outside, but deep down, it’s ugly,” he mumbled to himself, adjusting his seat to lie down. He put on his headphones and started listening to music, eventually falling asleep. Hyun Woo and Kim were attending a meeting via Zoom from the plane.

They both had their in-flight meals, but when Hyun Woo offered Jungkook something to eat, he declined, saying he wasn’t hungry. Throughout the entire flight, Jungkook only drank one shake.

After 7 hours of travel, they finally reached Korea. Jungkook looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, taking in the bustling crowd at the airport. Reporters and cameramen were waiting for his dad’s arrival. Jungkook took a deep breath, feeling overwhelmed. Hyun Woo smiled at him and took his hand. “Let’s go wait over there until he finishes his interview,” Hyun Woo suggested, and Jungkook nodded.

“We’ll wait there, sir. Come soon,” Hyun Woo said to Kim, who nodded in response. As they walked away, the crowd quickly surrounded Kim, but he was safe with the guards protecting him.

“Uncle, who are my brothers, c-can you show their pics?” Jungkook asked.

Hyun woo smiled sadly and said “sure here”, he showed Jin’s pic and said “he is Kim Seokjin, he is your eldest brother, he is 9 years older than you, a CEO” “means he is 28?” jk asked being shocked, Hyun woo chuckled and nodded. “yes he is, and here its Kim Taehyung, he is 4 years older than you he is 23 a university student”

Jungkook nodded seeing something familiar o their pics. “they must be like dad right?” jk asked bitterly, saving a false statement in his brain and heart, Hyun woo immediately shook his head as no “no kook, they love you lot, means a lot. They will show all the love and care for you, don’t think them as your dad, don’t take your dad’s words please, those are wrong”

Jungkook started at him, gritting his teeth, “huh, how can I believe you huh, they must be like dad or they still hate me. I believe dad’s words. you say they loved me then they would not leave me with him. “he said bitterly, Hyun woo sighed not being able to say anything.

Meanwhile, at the Kim Mansion

The atmosphere was buzzing with excitement. Jin, was in the living room with 3 other mens, eagerly waiting for their dad and maknae and Taehyung and one more man in same age were kept glancing out the window, hoping to catch a glimpse of their car.

“Hyungs, when will they get here?” tae asked, his patience wearing thin.

“Aish, you just asked two minutes ago! They’ll be here soon, just wait,” Jin replied, though his own heart was racing with anticipation “tae seems too excited for the arrival” a man who was dress in colourful and fashionable cloth said, “yes hoba, even hyung but he is not that hyped as tae” a man who was tallest among all said.

“I am just worried and also scared, w-what if kookie didn’t accept us, will he be angry on us, I am scared guys” Jin said holding his hairs, a man who was dressed fully in black patted Jin’s back and said “hyung it will be alright don’t worry, we can make him understand, just think positively. Be strong for tae and kook” Jin nodded hearing it. “Nae Yoongi, I’ll be strong for him”

“Hyungie, they’re here!” Taehyung shouted as he spotted the car pulling into the mansion.

All three of them stood up, hearts pounding in their chests, and rushed outside to welcome their dad and their little brother.

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