Chp 26- The Calm Before the Siren
It was night time, taehyung and Jungkook came to jungkook's room after having dinner and bidding night to Jeon family
Jungkook removed a simple kurti set from her suitcase and looked at taehyung
"Do you want to use the washroom first?" She asked clutching her clothes to her chest.
Taehyung who was just in his black vest turned to her with his phone and ciggerate packet turned to her and said
"You can use first, I have some work to do"
Jungkook nodded her head and looked at the ciggerate packet in tae's hand,she wanted to stop him, stop him from inhaling that cancer stuck but she didn't had that much courage in herself to even a say a word against him, so she walked inside the bathroom promising herself that she will do anything to make him quit this habit of smoking cigarettes.
Taehyung steps out onto the balcony, the night air wrapping around him as he pulls a cigarette from the pack.
He lights it with practiced ease and takes a slow drag, exhaling as if the smoke carries away the weight inside him.
Smoking isn’t just a habit for him anymore,it has turned into a deep craving, almost an addiction that runs through his veins.
No matter what happens, no matter how much he tries or what he promises, he finds himself unable to let go of it.Alcohol never truly intoxicated him.
He used to drink once, but after his father’s death, Taehyung gave it up completely.
Since then, in this vast and often lonely world, a cigarette has become his only constant companion, the one thing that stays with him at every step, silently burning beside him as he moves through life.
"I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to untangle this case.
Nothing makes sense anymore. Those people, that girl’s family trusted me as if I were their own son and placed this responsibility in my hands.
They believe in me. They believe that no matter what it takes, I will bring justice to their delicate, flower-like daughter.
And I will, I swear I will. But I don’t know how… I don’t know where to begin.
Who are those monsters who could do something so cruel to a seventeen-year-old girl, so innocent, so fragile? How do I bring her justice? How do I make them pay?"
Taehyung crushed the burning cigarette under his palm, his eyes blood red as he stared at the bright glowing moon infront of him
"Papa… I have always looked up to you as my idol. And yet you left this world, leaving me behind in the middle of this storm. The moment you were gone, it feels as if this family began tearing itself apart, as though we have become thirsty for each other’s blood.
I feel alone standing at this crossroads.
Give me strength… tell me how I am supposed to walk this path all alone. "
He muttered his problems under his breathe that's when he heard a soft voice calling for him from behind
"Suniye"
Taehyung wiped his teary eyes and looked over his shoulder at Jungkook who was glowing under the light of the moon. As if she was the answer to his questions, As if her presence were itself telling that, 'you're not alone, I'm there'
"Please go and freshen up, you must be tired."
Tae nodded at her and then again looked at the moon his board shoulders flexing under the moonlight
"Coming"
Jungkook nodded her head and walked towards the mirror,standing in front of it she stared at her reflection, she removes the hairpin from her hair, and her thick, soft locks cascade down freely over her shoulders.
Gently, she takes the bindi off her forehead and sticks it onto the mirror.
Then, standing before her reflection, she begins to comb through her long hair, slow and deliberate, as if trying to gather her scattered thoughts along with the strands.
She stared at her own reflection and that's when tae entered inside the bedroom and looked at Jungkook and both of their eyes locked in the mirror
"Do you w-want something?" Jungkook asked staring at his reflection in the mirror
Taehyung shooked his head and then walked towards her, leaning down to keep his phone and ciggerate packet on the table,kook's breath hitched when he leaned towards her, his chest slightly brushing on her back, he hand stiffens with the light skinship
"I'm going to fresh up"
Tae said looking at himself in the mirror, or should I say basically staring at his wife.
Jungkook nodded focusing just on coming her hair, ignoring her fast heartbeat. Tae turned his back and walked inside the bathroom taking his clothes and towel
Jungkook let out a sigh and she gathers her thick, voluminous hair together, twisting it gently into a loose bun, securing it as if trying to hold herself together at the same time.
She rearranges the entire dressing table once again, setting everything back in its proper place. After straightening the bed carefully, she climbs onto it and lies down, surrendering her tired body to the quiet stillness of the room.
"Where should I take him tomorrow?, we'll go to the field, ofcourse,and than I'll take him to steal mangoes from lata aunty's tree, he's tall like a cell phone tower, he can easily reach up and pluck raw mangoes,and then I'll distribute some of it among the children and we both will eat some, tomorrow I'll also make his favourite dish, yes, and maybe I'll show him around the village a little, where i used to play, and my school, and then I'll drop him at home, and I'll go to my friends house to gupshup a little, but than at last I have to return to my in laws house, tch.
I don't want to leave this place, my parental home is so nice, I wish I could stay here forever, but then, i too have to go ahead in my life,look after my in-laws,and start a life with my h-husband"
She begins to murmur softly to herself, her thoughts spilling out in quiet whispers.
Like an innocent child, she starts imagining all the little things she will do when she wakes up the next morning, her mind wandering into simple, hopeful plans for the day ahead.
And thinking about the next day she falls asleep
Taehyung came out of the bathroom in his cotton lounge joggers and tshirt, he looked at Jungkook who was fast asleep on the bed
He walked towards the bed and climbed on hlit laying on his side, he switched off the lights and lamp covering the room in dark just the natural moonlight flowing down in the room
Taehyung slides his hand beneath his head, his muscles flexing subtly as he stares up at the ceiling, lost in his thoughts. After a moment, he turns his head toward Jungkook… and notices the small hair clip caught in her hair.
With quiet care, he reaches over and gently removes it, afraid it might hurt her while she sleeps. As the clip slips free, her thick, soft hair cascades across the pillow. He places the clip on the table beside him and mutters softly
"Crazy girl… you always sleep with a clip on. What if it hurts your head?"
As he says this, his fingers move almost on their own, slowly brushing through her dense, silky hair.
"How can it be this thick… this soft…"
Without realizing it, he lifts a few strands closer to his face, closing his eyes as he breathes in faintly.
"Just like silk… so soft…"
And then suddenly, awareness crashes over him.
He freezes.
"What am I doing?"
Carefully ,almost reluctantly he places her hair back on the pillow.
"W-what was I doing? Taehyung, get a grip. You’re not supposed to get close."
After a moment taehyung fell asleep
(???☉???☉?)
Dawn slowly stretches across the sky, painting it in shades of pale gold and soft pink.
A cool breeze drifts through the narrow mud lanes, carrying the scent of wet earth and fresh grass.
Roosters crow from distant courtyards, announcing the start of a new day, while cows shuffle lazily in their sheds.
Thin trails of smoke begin to rise from clay chimneys as women light their stoves, the faint crackle of firewood blending with the chirping of birds perched on neem and mango trees.
The temple bell rings gently in the distance, its sound echoing across the quiet fields where dew still rests like tiny pearls on the crops.
Children rub their sleepy eyes, old men step out with newspapers in hand, and somewhere a hand pump squeaks as someone draws the first bucket of water.
The village awakens slowly, not in a rush, but in a rhythm as old and comforting as the rising sun itself
As the sun rays enter inside the couple's room, it falls on taehyung's face who was asleep gently holding Jungkook in his arms
Taehyung opened his eyes and felt a body pressed against his, he looks down at Jungkook whose face was buried in his neck and arms wrapped around his waist and his own hands were wrapped around her like a shield
He gently lifted jungkook's head from his neck, her face sweaty with little hair strands sticking up on her face and neck
Very gently, he brushes the strands of hair away from her face…
then from the curve of her neck. While doing so, his eyes remain fixed on Jungkook’s face, tracing the softness of her cheeks, the delicate line of her lashes, the quiet curve of her rosy lips, and the mole sitting right under her rosy lips in between.
His thumb slowly grazes her cheek, almost as if he’s afraid she might disappear if he presses too hard.
"How can you look this innocent" he whispers under his breath.
"So beautiful… Will my mornings always begin like this now? With you… in my arms?"
For a moment, the world feels still,as if the sunrise itself is waiting for her to open her eyes.
He leaned in brushing his lips gently on her forehead
"I never wanted to get married… yet somehow, it happened. But I never once imagined that I would be blessed with such a beautiful wife."
(A/n:- taehyung = biwi paglu????)
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Jungkook dresses in a beautiful saree was in the kitchen, determined that she would make a delicious breakfast for everyone, she was kneading dough when her mother, Mrs Jeon entered inside the kitchen
"Arre Jungkook, what are you doing inside the kitchen so early my love" Mrs Jeon asked tucking Jungkook's strands of hair behind her ear
Jungkook smiled at her sweetly
"I'm making breakfast for everyone eomma"
"What was the need for you to do all this? I would have done it myself," Mrs. Jeon says worriedly.
"Eomma, I’ll be leaving for my in-laws’ house today. At least let me do this much for my family,"Jungkook replies softly.
"Did appa, Bhaiya… and he come downstairs?"
"Who's he?" Mrs. Jeon asks teasingly.
Jungkook instantly gets flustered and says in a slightly irritated tone
"Eomma, you know exactly who I’m talking about."
"No, my dear, I don’t know who this ‘he’ of yours is," Mrs. Jeon says with a mischievous smile.
Jungkook lets out a small sigh. "Ahh fine… my husband. Has he come downstairs too?"
Mrs. Jeon laughs.
"Yes, yes, your ‘he’ has come downstairs as well."
"Eomma don’t tease me!"
"Alright, alright, no teasing, is everything done or should I help?" she says, still smiling.
"No eomma, I'll do it, you just go and serve them tea, I'll do the rest of the work" Jungkook said rolling the dough and making roti of it
"Okay, I'll serve them, but you be careful, don't burn your hand like you did last time" Mrs Jeon said worriedly
"Eomma, it was before my marriage, now I'm a married woman, i know everything, don't worry, i won't burn myself"
"Good" saying that Mrs Jeon poured hot tea into the cup and placed them in the tray taking it towards the living room.
In kim mansion
The mansion was filled with joy today, the news of jimin being pregnant spread across the neighbours, and some of them came to meet jimin in the mansion.
Sulgi, yoona and today even tzuyu was busy serving the guests, and jimin was seated beside dadi and jihyo, eunchae was sitting right on the next sofa with jiya next to her, whoever sana was not present there, she was still in her bedroom along with her husband
Every men in the house were present there too including Woojin, who just stood there in the corner silently watching a young maid in her twenties, in a simple saree dusting the showpiece kept on the side table at the corner, her waist was peeking from behind her pallu, and Woojin was exactly staring at there.
Woojin was the perfect example of a devil disguised in human form. On the outside, he appeared innocent, polite, even kind. But beneath that carefully crafted exterior, he was completely dark. His soul was stained, his heart corrupted, and even his intentions were impure.
He wasn’t worthy of being called a human at all. Living among good people, he wore nothing but a mask of goodness, a mask that was bound to fall sooner or later. And when it did, the entire world,even his own family, would finally see what he truly was.
Not a man.
A monster.
A monster who ruined a seventeen year old life by r@ping her.
A monster who ignored the little girl pleas while doing the heinous crime.
The atmosphere was very light and joyful in the kim mansion, the lady's were giving jimin and her baby a blessing, the air was filled with happiness and then suddenly a voice can be heard
A noise of a siren
A police van stands infront of the kim mansion and officer Jackson and other constables walked out of the car walking straight into the mansion
The air which was once filled with blessings and happiness now was left with silence and confusion
All the men came forward and suga asked
"Officer Jackson, what are you here for?, did you found any evidence regarding to the case?"
"Yeah Mr suga, and we are here for arresting the culprit"
"Here?, who is it?"