After attending the call jin said "I need to go.... everything will be fine don't worry"
Yoongi nodded as Jin left. After Jin departed, Yoongi sighed heavily, his thoughts consumed by Jungkook. Memories flooded back, reminding him of his own struggles. "Jungkook... the same thing happened to me,too" he murmured inwardly, bitterness lacing his words. "But no one was there for me... I'm doing my best to coax you, yet no one comforted me except Jin hyung." A bitter chuckle escaped him as he reminisced about the past, the weight of his emotions heavy upon him.
As memories of his past flooded his mind, tears welled up in Yoongi's eyes, tracing silent paths down his cheeks. Before he knew it, he was overcome with emotion, his tears turning into sobs that wracked his entire body.
Meanwhile with jungkook-
He went to his shared room and laid on his bed. He was in deep thoughts thinking whether he should forgive his brothers or not. He wanted to forgive them but then he felt they don't love him so they wouldn't even care if he forgives them or not. But then again he thought why yoongi would do all the hardwork to make it up with him. He was having mixed feelings.
Jimin and tae looked at him with sad eyes. They wanted to talk with him but the younger wouldn't stop ignoring them. Jimin felt more bad. He balmed himself for all this. He felt if didn't he got asthma attack this wouldn't happen. Now who will make him understand that this is something which no one can control. Neither he is wrong nor jungkook is wrong for reacting like this. Every individual is different so their way of reacting to things is also different. They were simply the victim of circumstances.
Just then jungkook got a call. He picked it up and walked to the backyard to not distrub jimin amd and tae.
"Yes beomgyu" asked jungkook to his friend who was on the other side of the call. "What yes beomgyu....tell me what happened to you" asked his friend in curiosity and worry.
Beomgyu, Jungkook's longtime best friend, couldn't ignore the noticeable change in Jungkook's demeanor at school. His usually talkative and lively friend had become unusually quiet. Concerned, Beomgyu approached Jungkook and asked him what was wrong. Jungkook, unable to divulge everything in the moment, promised to explain later at home. Now, Beomgyu called him, eager to understand the source of his friend's troubles.
Jungkook's sigh carried the weight of his disappointment and hurt as he recounted the events. He shared the raw emotions of being left alone, without a single family member in the audience to witness his performance. The pain of their absence echoed in his voice as he admitted to shutting himself off from them. Despite Yoongi's earnest attempts to mend the rift, Jungkook's heart remained stubbornly closed to the idea of forgiveness, the wounds too fresh to heal.
After listening to everything, beomgyu from the other side said "jungkook....you should be happy that at least your brothers regret not being able to come to your performance" he chuckled sadly and continued "my family....you know..they never came to a single thing in school be it a competition, performance Ptm or anything....their work is always their first priority....your brother took leave from work to see you performance my family....they...they never take leave from their work even when I get sick and ask them to stay with me ...I have to handle my sickness alone. You're truly blessed to have such caring brothers, Jungkook. They would have been there if Jimin hyung hadn't fallen ill.....Try to understand their perspective," he urged, his words infused with a heartfelt attempt to console his friend.
Tears welled up in Jungkook's eyes, his heart heavy with newfound understanding and guilt. He had never realized the depth of Beomgyu's struggles until now. Silent for a moment, he let Beomgyu's words sink in, each one carrying the weight of truth and compassion. "You're right, Beomgyu," he finally whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. "I was being childish. My brothers love me deeply... and what happened to Jimin hyung was beyond anyone's control." His admission was laced with regret. "They would have been there for me if Jimin hyung hadn't fallen ill and moreover my performance is not important than my jimin hyung's health.. he is more important..... I was foolish not to see that sooner... Yoongi hyung did so much for me and I didn't even acknowledge it." The weight of his words hung heavily in the air, a silent acknowledgment of his own shortcomings.
"Then what are you waiting for? Go to Yoongi hyung and set things straight," Beomgyu urged, his voice filled with urgency and hope. Jungkook nodded, a newfound determination coursing through him, and ended the call. but not before saying thanks to boemgyu for putting brains to his empty mind
Jungkook stood outside yoongi's room his heart clenched at the sight of Yoongi's tears, his own concern bubbling up as he rushed inside. "Yoongi hyung... why are you crying?" His voice trembled with panic, unable to conceal the worry that gripped him. Yoongi hastily wiped away his tears upon noticing Jungkook's presence, his attempt at composure faltering as he spoke. "What do you want, Jungkook? I-I'm not crying," he stammered, his voice strained as he fought to hide the raw emotion that lingered beneath the surface.
"Stop lying, hyung. I know you were crying... Was it because of me? Because I'm mad at you?" Jungkook's voice quivered with a mix of apprehension and guilt as he stood before Yoongi.
Yoongi let out a heavy sigh and reluctantly nodded, realizing there was no use in denying it any longer.
A sharp pang pierced Jungkook's heart at the confirmation. In that moment, he felt a wave of remorse wash over him. He had convinced himself that his anger would go unnoticed, but here was Yoongi, his beloved hyung, visibly distraught over their strained relationship. The realization left Jungkook reeling, grappling with the weight of his own actions and the unexpected depth of Yoongi's emotions.
With tears welling up in his own eyes, Jungkook pulled Yoongi into a tight embrace, his voice choked with emotion. "Don't cry, hyungie, please... I'm not mad at you anymore." The weight of their reconciliation hung in the air, a silent acknowledgment of their bond.
Yoongi returned the hug, his arms wrapping around Jungkook protectively as he gently guided him to sit on his lap. "You don't have to forgive me just because you saw me crying and felt bad for me," he whispered softly, his voice filled with a mixture of gratitude and concern for Jungkook's well-being.
Jungkook shook his head, his voice trembling with sincerity. "Don't say that, hyung... I'm really not mad at you." He took a deep breath, steeling himself to express the remorse weighing heavily on his heart. "I came here to apologize to you for not appreciating your hard work and for being childish... I understand now, hyung. It was no one's fault." His words were laced with genuine regret, a desperate plea for understanding and forgiveness.
"Really?... did you really forgive me?" Yoongi's voice trembled with a mixture of hope and disbelief.
Jungkook nodded earnestly, his eyes shimmering with sincerity as he leaned in to plant a gentle kiss on Yoongi's cheek. "I'm really not angry anymore, hyung... but I have a question," he murmured, his heart brimming with a newfound sense of peace and reconciliation.
Yoongi's gratitude overflowed as he expressed his heartfelt thanks for Jungkook's forgiveness. With tender affection, he pressed a loving kiss to Jungkook's forehead before gently asking, "What do you want to ask, baby?" Each word was infused with a depth of emotion, reflecting Yoongi's immense love and appreciation for the precious bond they shared.
Jungkook's fingers nervously toyed with the buttons of Yoongi's shirt as he broached the sensitive topic. "Um, hyung... everyone else kept apologizing to me over and over again, but you seemed the most affected," he murmured softly, his voice laden with concern and curiosity. "You put in so much effort to earn my forgiveness... I can't help but feel like something similar might have happened to you too." His words hung in the air, a tentative yet heartfelt attempt to unravel the emotions that lay beneath Yoongi's surface.
Yoongi's eyes softened with a mixture of surprise and amusement as he regarded Jungkook. "How did you figure it out?" he asked, a faint smile playing on his lips. There was a glimmer of admiration in his gaze, mingled with a hint of vulnerability, as Jungkook's perceptiveness touched a chord within him.
"I just had this feeling... like maybe something similar happened to you too," Jungkook ventured, his voice tinged with empathy and understanding as he searched Yoongi's eyes for confirmation. Yoongi remained silent, his gaze dropping as he nodded faintly in acknowledgment. The weight of unspoken memories hung heavy in the air, a painful reminder of wounds still raw. He didn't want to revisit that painful chapter of his past.
"What was it, please tell me, hyung," Jungkook pleaded, his curiosity tinged with concern as he leaned in, eager to understand the depths of Yoongi's pain. His voice quivered with a mix of anticipation and empathy, as he waited for Yoongi to share his burdens with him.
After a moment of hesitation, Yoongi threw his hands up in defeat and decided to spill the beans to his ever-curious younger brother who wouldn't be in peace if he didn't tell him everything
"So when you were about 6 months old..............
(Flashback in the next chapter
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