Chapter 83

Time Skips…

It was almost 10 in the night. Jungkook was still asleep while Jin sat beside him, still gently wiping his face with a damp towel, changing it from time to time. Jin was tired, but he didn’t stop taking care of Jungkook not even for a second.

Jungkook’s fever had gone down a lot because of jin. Only a mild fever remained now. Jin had somehow managed to get Taehyung to sleep too, after getting plenty of whining from the younger.

Now, Jin sat quietly, his gaze fixed on his little brother’s peaceful yet tired face. Jungkook’s damp hair clung to his forehead, and his face was flushed slightly pink from the fever. He was still visibly exhausted, completely drained, sleeping deeply.

Jin watched as Jungkook’s brows began to furrow. His eyeballs moved rapidly beneath his eyelids. His breathing grew a little heavier and uneven. Jin’s heart clenched at the sight he knew Jungkook was distressed, possibly caught in another nightmare.

Without wasting a second, Jin leaned forward and gently began patting Jungkook’s chest, softly caressing his hair.

“Shhh… You’re fine, baby,” Jin whispered soothingly. “Nothing is going to happen to my Kook. My Kookie is so strong… You’re not alone anymore. You have your Hyungie now…”

His voice was gentle, full of warmth and comfort. Jungkook whimpered softly, eyes fluttering open. They were tired red and glossy. His dry lips parted slightly as he looked at Jin.

“Sleep, baby… I’m here,” Jin said gently.

Jungkook looked around slowly. “You’re in your room, Kook… sleep,” Jin tried again, softly.

Jungkook shook his head, indicating no. “Why?” Jin asked softly, caressing his hair.

Jungkook didn’t say anything, he just looked away.

How could he? He had just seen his mother’s bloody body in front of him again in his sleep… It was that nightmare again, and every time it came, he couldn’t sleep afterward.

Jin sighed. “Are you feeling pain in your head or anywhere else? Any uneasiness?” he asked.

Jungkook shook his head again. “Really? It doesn’t seem like you’re telling the truth. Come on, tell me… your head is hurting, right?” Jin asked gently.

Jungkook looked at Jin, silently wondering how he always sees his pain, which he never even showed. Why is he caring and loving me this much?

Jungkook nodded slightly. “On a scale of 10?” Jin asked softly. “Five,” Jungkook replied, his voice still hoarse and sleepy.

Jin sighed and said, “It’ll go soon. Do you want anything to eat?” Jungkook shook his head again. “Hmm… Let me bring you some juice. Or do you want a shake? Should I bring banana milkshake? What do you say?” Jin asked, trying to cheer him up with a small smile.

“N-No… I don’t want it. I’m fine,” Jungkook said in a low voice. “No, I’ll still bring it, you just eat something for the dinner” Jin said as he stood up, picking up the tray with him and going out of room.

Jungkook just stared at him, stared at how much Jin cared for him.

Jungkook felt like someone was really caring for him… But why? Was it because he looked weak? Were they showing all this care just because he was their brother?

Jungkook sighed and sat up. He felt a little better now. Placing his hand on his forehead, he noticed his fever had reduced a lot, only a mild one remained. His eyes glistened.

“Why is he doing this for me? He looked so tired…” Jungkook mumbled, guilt slowly creeping in. He felt bad for making them worry.

He sat up fully; the dizziness was no longer there. He felt a bit relieved. Slowly, he walked to the restroom to freshen up. After washing up, he changed into a hoodie and pants. He came out drying his wet hair with a towel.

Just then, he heard his phone ring. Looking around, he spotted his phone on the side table. He picked it up and sat on the bed. It was Kim.

He gulped, his breath hitching at the name flashing on the screen. Another call came through from Kim. His hands trembled slightly as he held the phone. After a moment of hesitation, he answered it.

“How many fucking times should I call you, huh? Can’t you fucking pick up the call?” Kim’s voice screamed through the phone.

Jungkook gulped and replied lowly, “I’m sorry,” his voice tired and cold.

“Did you really have to be born just to make my life hell every day? Do you even know what you did? Why the fuck are you doing this, huh? You fought with those rivals without a mask. Your hyungs almost found out who you are! You literally made everyone worry yesterday… Why the fuck do you do this, huh?”

Kim’s harsh words pierced through Jungkook, making his eyes glisten with unshed tears. But he didn’t say anything. He just sat there, holding the phone, quietly absorbing all the hurt.

“Why are you even fucking alive huh? Just to make us worry every time, huh? Jin might have found out that you’re involved in the fucking  mafia… and I clearly don’t want that to fucking happen. I’ll make sure you regret your actions, you useless burder. You ficking don’t deserve their love or care. They only show you affection because you’re weak and pitiful. Don’t forget that. You literally killed your hyung and your eomma… Remember that… If I am right then yesterday must be your so-called mother’s death day right? Sit and think how she saved you and died at the spot of you…”

Kim’s harsh words brought a silent tear to Jungkook’s eyes. But he didn’t fight back. Not because he physically couldn’t, but because he was simply too tired. Tired of crying. Tired of begging Kim to stop. Tired of the endless cycle of pain.

Jungkook swallowed the lump in his throat and asked coldly, “are you really scared? Scared of him finding out the truth? All the things you’ve done?” His voice was bitter.

“Scared? Not at all,” Kim scoffed. “This is for his own good. Your so-called brother will break completely if he finds out the truth, especially about what you have done. Is that what you want? He’ll literally abandon you if he finds who you are, be thankful that he is soft with you… he is not the one whom you think… he may act all protective, lovely and caring infront of you but in real… trust me in real his anger is worser than mine, so it’s your choise to whether let him know about the truth or not…” Kim said his voice all threating and it seemed more like a warning…

He continued in a calm but stern voice, “I’ll be back there within a month. Just wait until you’re dragged back into that life. Until then, you don’t need to work in the mafia. But be careful, don’t reveal anything to him. Don’t even think about telling them who you truly are. Do you understand?”

Jungkook mumbled a quiet, broken, “Okay.” Kim ended the call with no other words….

Jungkook set the phone aside. He just sat there, unmoving. The tears rolling down his cheeks were left untouched. More followed, falling silently. His expression remained blank. He was numb… They had made him numb.

And Kim’s words kept echoing in his head, over and over again until silence was the only thing that stayed.

He came out of his thoughts when he heard the door opening. He quickly wiped his tears and looked away.

“Oh, you freshened up. Feeling better now?” Jin asked as he entered with the shake he made.

Jungkook just gave a tiny nod, looking down at his trembling hands. Jin sighed at the younger’s silence again. He walked beside him and said, “Here’s your shake.”

Jungkook nodded, mumbling a small “thank you.” He took it with his shivering hands, Jin noticed it too.

“Are you cold, Kook?” Jin asked. Jungkook shook his head no, sipping the banana shake. The sweet taste somewhat calmed him, but not fully. He was lost in his own world Jin looked at the younger with concern and confusion.

He just sat there, waiting for Jungkook to finish the shake. Soon, Jungkook completed it and kept the glass aside.

“You seem tired…” Jin said, reaching out to caress Jungkook’s hair, but Jungkook flinched slightly and moved away, which made Jin stare at him in confusion. He pulled his hand back, unsure.

Still confused, Jin shrugged it off. He took the medicines and handed them to Jungkook. Jungkook obediently took them without saying a word.

Jungkook sat there quietly. “Come on, sleep, baby,” Jin said gently. “I… I’m not sleepy,” Jungkook mumbled softly.

“It’s 11 o’clock. You need to rest. Just close your eyes and sleep, kookiw” Jin said too softly. Jungkook clenched his fists, trying to hold back his emotions.

“Wae?” he asked, his voice low but broken.

“Huh?” Jin asked, confused.

“Wae? Why are you showing me this much care, huh? Is it because I’m too weak and just a fucking pathetic human? Do you also think I’m just weak and useless, a burden to everyone, huh?” His voice cracked as tears welled up in his eyes.

“I don’t want any fucking care just because I’m pitiful… I know I’m pitiful, but I don’t want you guys to worry about me. Why the fuck did you even sacrifice your work and sleep to care for me, huh? Look at your face… I’ve never seen you this tired, but now you’re all worn out because of me…” His breathing hitched, his body trembling.

“I don’t want anyone to suffer because of fucking me… Just fucking leave me alone!” Jungkook screamed at Jin.

Jin was too shocked by Jungkook’s outburst. He bit his lips, processing the younger’s words. After a moment, he spoke, his voice firm, cold, and stern. “Who the fuck said you are weak, huh? And who said, or who saw, you as a burden, huh? Don’t you fucking dare to call yourself a weak and pathetic person.”

His tone was sharp, yet filled with emotion. “You are the strongest person I know. You’re not weak, get that into your fucking head, Kim Jungkook. And if I hear you yelling at me or anyone else for caring about you, I swear you’ll get some nice spanks from me.”

He took a breath, his eyes narrowing with seriousness. “And who the hell are you to tell me not to care about you, huh? Why should I stop caring for and loving my brother when he means the world to me, huh?”

Jin’s voice softened a bit, but the weight of his words still hung in the air. “So don’t even think about repeating this again. I swear, Jungkook, don’t repeat this again…”

Jungkook, who had been listening silently, was utterly shocked. He couldn’t argue back anymore.

Someone was actually scolding him for talking shit about himself. Jungkook couldn’t bring himself to get angry, or even tear up, because of Jin’s care.

Who was Jin to him? Just his older brother.

But to his brothers… he was their world.

To his dad, he was just a burden.

Jungkook looked at Jin with shocked, softened eyes. “Now sleep,” Jin said sternly.

Jungkook gulped and obediently laid down. Jin stood up and pulled the duvet over him gently. Jungkook didn’t speak a single world just stared at jin.

“What are you looking at me for, mister? Close your eyes and sleep,” Jin said, still holding that stern tone.

Jungkook gulped again and spoke softly, “You’ve done enough here. Go sleep in your own room.” Jin gave him a deadpan look and said, “I’m gonna stay here tonight. I’ll sleep with you.” He added a playful smile.

Jungkook opened his mouth to protest, but Jin had already turned off the light and got onto the bed beside him. “Ahhh, hyung… you have your own room, na, go to your room hyung” Jungkook whined.

“Ani… I love sleeping with my baby,” Jin said playfully, draping the duvet around himself too.

“Ahhh hyung… I’m not a baby. Stop calling me that,” Jungkook whined again, turning away. Jin chuckled, turning the other way as well.

Jungkook huffed and turned to face the opposite direction too, closing his eyes. After a few moments of silence Jungkook felt jin patting him, Jungkook felf overwhelmed but he controlled himself, “aren’t you going to ask me about y..yesterday?” Jungkook asked this voice was low like a whisper.

“Let’s speak later, now just sleep kook, i am here with you, you can sleep with no fear” jin siad still patting him, Jungkook just processed jin’s words didn’t respond. He was in his thoughts, but soon sleep took over him. He slept, meanwhile jin he also slept while making jungkook’s asleep.

Hey guys how was it?

I know its tooo short… But bear it… I thought to make 4k plus words but it seems lyk I’ll update on Saturday if I do that… So I updated now with just 2.2 k words…

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