            𓂃⋆ THIRD PERSON POV ⋆𓂃
Chaos filled the canteen as everyone rushed to take in the rumoured scene. There at the centre stood two boy blood flowing from their lips. While one looked badly bruised, others had only a few traces of blood on his lips.
There were people holding back the younger one, but the anger in him made even the seniors step back from him. While the other one smirked at getting a response from him. Cleaning his wound, he stood up to provoke him more
??: What happened Mama’s boy? Mama didn’t come to save you?
The seniors accompanying the other one laughed at his comment.
??: Oh I forgot…how can your mummy save you when your mom is cr-
The boy couldn’t complete his sentence as continuous punches landed on his nasty mouth. The little boy had just managed to bring down a boy almost double his size. His innocent eyes looking at the senior with a coldness that no child seemed to possess at such a young age.
??: One word more…one more against my mother and you won’t leave this canteen alive!
The threat in his voice didn’t seem to come out from a 7-year-olds lips. But his aura proved it all. Only when the teachers came and literally lifted him off the ground did he stop. The other one after suffering brutal punches laid on verge of unconsciousness. And this gave the little boy content.
??: Rowoon this will never be tolerated..you are being called to the principal’s office.
But the boy didn’t care, his brown eyes held content seeing the boy unconscious on the canteen floor.
??: Sir I am really sorry to call you so urgently but your son’s violent behaviour cannot be tolerated here
The Principal said while adjusting his glasses and pulling out some papers. Jungkook eyes fell on his son who sat there in silence. A complete contrast to his behavioural temperament in the canteen a few hours ago.
Jk: I understand Mr Lee but he doesn’t behaves like this usually. He is a well-mannered kid. You can ask the teachers if you want to.
MrLee: See Sir…he is your child…you will think that way but-
Jk: What are you trying to insinuate Mr lee? I know my child well…he would never do such a thing unless that kid said something to him.
Mrlee: See Sir Jungkook … rules are rules…we can’t modify them. Your son caused violence inside the school premises. It can’t be tolerated.
Jungkook stood up from his seat while holding Rowoon tiny wrists.
Jk: You don’t need to say anything Mr Lee..we will take our leave. You can send his rustication letter at my office address.
Mr Lee: But Sir….I don’t know your address..
Jungkook stopped near the door to give his reply
Jk: Search through your Hong register the one with the major share is me….or was would say.
A look of horror came over the Principals place. He stood up from his seat in attention. Unaware of the power of the man or rather identity of the man that stood in front of him.
Mr lee: You…. you are Mr Jeon ….I am so sorry Sir….
you…please sit Sir..I apologize…I didn’t know But till now.
jungkook has turned his hack on him back on him.
Jk: I don’t wish my kid to study here nor do I wish to fund in a school that supports bullies just because of their rich parents. We will take our leave now.
The Principal came running after him, pleading with words of apology. But Jungkook had already placed his Gucci shades on with his son’s little hands intervened with his. Starting the engine of his steel, they were gone thriving through the wind.
Silence filled inside the speeding car. Jungkook looked beside him to find Rowoon looking out of the car window.
Jungkook gaze fell on his small hands that were clenched together in his lap. Blood visible on his small knuckles.
Jk: I hope it’s not your blood?
Jungkook asked making Rowoon look up at him. His serene brown eves showing.
Rw: No dad…only this is mine
He said rubbing the corner of his small lips to remove all its traces.
Jk: Does it hurt?
Jungkook had concern in his voice, after all, he was still merely 7 years old. Too young for all this violence. When Rowoon didn’t speak he thought he would not answer. But the boy literally laid his heart open.
Rw: Much less than the words he spoke… they hurt more…
Jungkook nodded knowing already what this was about.
Jk: Was it that Hong son Baek again?
Rw: Yes….he again spoke about mom…I just couldn’t stand there dad…I had to do something.
His innocent eyes looking up at his father for approval, to know what he did was right or no.
Rw: I did the right thing…right dad? You are not angry with me?
Till now they have already reached home. The car stopped in the driveway and Jungkook gave Rowoon his full attention. Placing his large hands on his silky black hair. He looked into those innocent orbs.
Jk: Till you know you are doing the right thing….never…i repeat never be afraid of anyone Woon. Go and give him two punches but never get one. I want you to punch him back twice if he gives you one. I am proud of you Woon. Proud of you for standing up to those bullies.
His eyes shined with happiness and two dimples adored his red tainted chubby cheeks. Within seconds he had jumped up from his seat and hugged his dad tightly. Jungkook smiled while pulling him up along with him and carrying him inside.
The arch doors opened to the giggles of Rowoon echoing in the halls, as Jungkook tickled him while carrying him along. The kid protested to be kept down, with Jungkook knowing his destination in advance.
Rw: Please dad…let me down…I need to go.
Jk: Oh so now my Love wants to leave me? Na…not before this subtle beard tickles these chubby cheeks.
Rw: Noooo…no Dad, please!! Hehehe…..please dad.
Finally, jungkook sets him down, to have those tiny legs to run towards his room. He turned around towards a smiling Jisoo and asked her to get a first aid kit to his room.
His small legs ran at full speed. Eager to see his smiling face since morning. The big door was pushed open by his small body and he frantically searched for the eyes that resembled his. There he sat with his back turned towards him, The windows giving his a full view of the beautiful garden below.
Rw: Mommy!! I am home!!
The wheelchair turned around on hearing his little voice. Before he could use his hands to move his wheelchair towards him.
He had already covered the distance between them.
Engulfing his in a hug, Rowoon inhaled his blossom fragrance and smiled in hisarms.he kissed his forehead to only have his eyes to drift towards the wound at the corner of Woon lip.
Th: Woon, you are bleeding..oh my god what happened love?
he asked cupping his face in his hands while assessing the wound with her thumb.
Rw: Nothing mummy just that Baek again…he said …he was going to say you are crippled…I just punched him.
Sadness covered his features as he realised the humiliation his son has to suffer because of him.
Rw: No Mummy.. don’t be sad…he is a bad kid!! He bullies everyone.!!
he covered up his sadness with a wide smile.
Th: Violence is not a solution Woon …you could have ignored him.
His eyes held surprise at his mother’s suggestion.
Rw: No Mummy if I ignore him…he will repeat it…plus I can’t hear anyone say bad about you.
He clenched his tiny fists in anger and he gently took his hand and unclenched it. he kissed his wrists and looked into those cold eyes, which were losing their childishness.
Th: Leave it to god my dear, he is there to take care of everything. While you my cupcake, just spread love and happiness.
His anger vanished in thin air, seeing his smile at him
Rw: I love you mummy.
He said kissing hus cheeks to be only disturbed by Jungkook arrival.
Jk: I am jealous Love…you didn’t kiss me.
His eyes land on his wife’s, as he tried signalling the question to him.
Rw: Oh come on dad… Mummy cheeks are so softy softy…
Both laughed at this and Jungkook got ready to chase the little devil. Both were circling around his wheelchair, to only have his scream at them to be careful.
Finally, he interrupted their tom and jerry race. Holding Woon from his waist, he made him sit still on his lap. Opening the first aid box he tended to his bruised lip with him acting as a strong man all along.
While Jungkook just stood there watching his heaven. His cor smile.
Th: Okay now it’s done…aunt Jisoo is waiting for you in the kitchen..she made your favourite waffles!
His smile widened and he ran out of the room calling for Jisoo.
Once gone Taehyung eyes locked with the ones that were staring at him continuously. he shifted in his seat, feeling uncomfortable all of a sudden.
Th: What is it?
Jk: You are beautiful.
His words made Tae roll his eyes at him and turn him wheelchairs back towards him.
Th: Earlier I was your not so beautiful wife..now I am your crippled wife? Isn’t this what people say?
Within seconds he stood in front of Tae and crouched at Tae level.
Jk: Look deep into my eyes Love….does it look like I fucking care about what others say?
Tae eyes refused to meet his, but he was determined to show him. Cupping his face between jungkook palms he made him stare at him.
Jk: All these years I have begged you for your chance, Tae…I have done everything I could to mend our bond. But if you still think that I don’t deserve it…. it’s fine….I… won’t stop you.
It took everything in him to utter those words. He can’t prison him forever. If he wants to fly, he was no one to stop him. He stood up, all the happiness vanishing from his eyes in a few seconds.
Jk: Just because of Woon you don’t need to stay with me…if you are not happy…I will not force you.
Tae silence and down casted eyes were breaking him piece by piece. Just one word from his side and he will be the happiest man alive.
He was going to let Tae go. He should not be selfish for once in his life. He moved forward to leave when a cold hand enclosed his wrists. Surprised he looked down to see Tae still looking down, but the grip on his wrist in contrast to it.
Th: Kook ….you should find someone else…I don’t fit in your life…i…am a handic-
He didn’t let tae complete. His eyes looking at tae with concern.
Jk: Never tae …never say that word.
Tae smiled at him, making him lost in confusion.
Th: See jungkook…. See this …all this time you always asked me to be strong..you made me this strong man today…..all you did…every harsh word you spoke… everything was meant to prepare me for this harsh word. Everything you did…was somewhere for my protection only. You made me survive through this immobility Jungkook when any other man would have left me to my weaknesses…you didn’t. Instead, you helped me overcome them…. Now that I have finally managed to understand you…you ask me if I want to leave you?
Th: Everyone hates the one who scolds. us for our own good…. don’t we Jungkook? But does this mean we love them any less? Their words may hurt you in the beginning but in the long run, they prepare you for worst. I was just a rock…unless you gave me the harshest blows to carve out my hidden diamond.
Jk: But I have hurt you tae…i….you cried..you suffered….this situation you are in….they are all because of me.
Th: No Kook Don’t blame destiny’s doing on yourself. We are mere players in this game..not the owners.
Th: These hands have done wonders jungkook…every night for 7 years they have taken care of my numb legs with just one hope…to hope something which was next to impossible. Tell me, kook why you didn’t leave this not so beautiful wife? Why you tried everything to make him see his own beauty? Why you didn’t divorce this crippled wife and married some beautiful model? Why you worked every second of these 7 years to make me stand up on my own? Why jungkook .tell me and then I may leave you?.
Placing his own hands-on his, he moved closer to place his head on his lap. He couldn’t believe his words. Was this reality?
Jk: I did it became I thought I loved ….but then I hurt you…
Th: Love hurts Jungkook…love hurts a lot. But do you know what the best part is? It heals much faster.
Jungkook looked up this time, his eyes ready to tear up. He found tae moving tae wheelchair away from him. He stretched his hand to stop tae.
Once Tae was at a feet’s distance from him, he closed his eyes and clenched his fists at his side. Taking in a deep breath he again looked into his concerned orbs. Tae elbows deepened into the armrest as he lifted his upper body.
His words got blocked as he looked at his moving feet.He couldn’t believe his eyes. The doctors have said that the paralysis was induced by damage to his central nervous system. Swelling in his spinal cord have damaged his motor nerves. But what he was seeing right now was nothing less than a miracle.
His right foot has managed to lift up from the footrest of the chair and land on the floor. His face showed displayed his pains but he didn’t stop. Indeed he was a very strong man he thought.
Next, the left leg followed and now it was his legs turn. His hands gripped the armrest as his shaking body struggled for stability. His hand-stretched, ready to catch his if he was to fall. It happened.
he stood back on his feet. His hands finally left the support of the chair he was tied to for long years.
Tae teary eyes managed to land on his happy ones as he showed him the power of love to heal. Tae legs were shaking, his arms moving. Finally, when he managed to take one more step on tae wobbling legs, he lost his balance.
But jungkook was fast. In response to his one step, he took two and grabbed his waist for his support.
His face pressed on Jungkook chest as he finally showed him the power of his own love.
Jk: It was a miracle !! You just stood up and walked!! I can’t believe this….omg I am so happy!!
He kissed his face insanely. Too happy to describe his happiness.
Th: it was your miracle. You made this possible. All your nights hard work…all your massages and physiotherapy sessions paid off.
He was too happy to take the load of his thanks. Lifting him up in his arms, he twirled tae around in happiness. Their screams of happiness echoing in the silent halls of their mansion.
Rw: What happened dada?
Same his cute little voice. As he took in the scene in front of him. His face smeared with Nutella and a plate of waffles in his hands. Both their eyes landed on Rowoon and Jungkook placed tae down on the bed.
Jk: Your mama just walked little guy.!!
Rw: Really!!
He came running towards tae and literally crashed into tae for a hug. Woon lips landing on his cheeks in happiness. To only have tae pull him closer and place lingering kisses on him.
Rw: Mama I love you!!!
Th: Mama loves you more Woon.
They were looking at each other and smiling. To only make Jungkook attack Rowoon from behind and tickle him.
Rw: Daddy…no….mama save me….
Now he laid on the bed with Jungkook attacking his tiny belly with his subtle beard. Rowoon was rolling in cries of laughter as jungkook continued his attacks.
While tae laid next to them, face balanced on tae palms that were supported by tae elbow. Tears of happiness leaving tae eyes as he watched love blossom between father and son.
Soon the little bundle of energy got tired and laid in between his pillars of strength. Their eyes were interlocked with each other, as each held Rowoon either hand.
Jk: So I guess this is a happy ending with happily ever after my dear ugly duckling?
Th: Yes.
he replied with a blush on his face
Rw: But, I want to ask you a question daddy.
Jungkook balanced himself on his elbows and gave him his full attention.
Jk: Shoot love.
Rw: You always call mama ugly duckling dada? But he is not ugly…. then…why?
He smiled and gave the answer to the most controversial question in Tae mind. he himself turned around, eager to listen to this answer all his life.
Jk: Have you read the story ugly duckling ?
Both moved their head in a no and Jungkook nodded with a smile.
Jk: So once upon a time, a duck gave 5 eggs. She gave them warmth to only have 4 of them to hatch into beautiful ducks. While the 5 th egg…it refused to crack so easily. Thinking it to be very special…the mother duckling gave her all the warmth she could. And finally one day it cracked poking its head into the big world. But to everyone’s surprise, it was a white ugly big one unlike its cute yellow little brothers and sisters. The mother duckling was disappointed. Soon the ugly duckling started getting teased by everyone. And she looked into the river water to see an ugly white face staring at her. Considering herself to be ugly and a disgrace, she left her family to live in the woods. Hens bullied her, dogs ran from her and even refused to eat her. Everyone made fun of her and her survival was getting difficult. Months passed by and one fine day she saw a beautiful swan swimming in the river.lt was love at first sight. But she considered herself to be too ugly to love. Pained by her ugliness she looked down in sadness. To only see her reflection in the river waters and be surprised. For she was not ugly anymore She has grown up to be a beautiful swan. And that’s when she realised that she was not ugly, she was unique. She was different from her siblings because she was a swarm and they were ducks. And this was how the ugly duckling turned out to be a beautiful swarm and fell in love and lived happily together.
Taehyung froze. Never in million years, he would have thought that the word jungkook used to call her meant it’s the complete opposite.
Rw: Wow…. daddy so mama is the ugly duckling in this story?
Jungkook nodded looking into those brown ones of him.
Rw: Yes and daddy is the swan he fell in love with at first sight.
He smirked while taking hidden glances at him To only have his hide his face in covers of quilt and blush all that she wished to.
Jk: So Love the moral of the story is that if someone is unique or different from others… It doesn’t mean that they are ugly. True beauty is realised only when you see your own worth in the mirror.
Rw: So beautiful daddy!! I love this story..
Jungkook nodded and soon Rowoon was gone to call and share the story with his friends.
Once he left, jungkook pulled onto the quilt and made tae come out of it. His eyes shying away from his intense stare.
Th: Can…you help me sit on my chair.
he asked trying to hide his red cheek. To only have jungkook pull him back and strangle him with each leg placed on his either side.
Jk: Ah hun my ugly duckling…not this time.
Tae widened eyes met his, as he held tae arms, to stop tae from escaping.
Jk : So how was the story?
He asked with mischief evident in his voice.
Th: I knew the story okay…I was just pretending to not know.
Jk: Oh really?
He asked showing his surprise.He asked showing his surprise.
Jk: Then tell me what happens in the end Confused
he looked at him in fake irritation.
Th: You just told him …she find her match and they live happily.
He smiled expecting him to say the same thing. Not loosening his grip he refused to let him go till he answers.
Jk: No my dear wifey still one thing is missing?
Th: Oh, just let me go… Woon may come back!! What if he sees us.
Tae eyes looking at the door again and again.
Jk: Look at me, Tae.
he finally listened to him. The second their eyes met he gave him his answer or rather showed it to him.
Jk: This.
With this, he placed his lips on tae to claim what rightfully was always his. He showered all his love to only feel his lack of response. Pulling back he looked into his confused eyes.
Th: But do ducks kiss?
His innocent question made him smile at him. But at the same time, those tempting lips made him eager.
Jk: Just Fuck the dam ducks tesoro!! I need you ….I need you like a dying heart needs its beat.
he smiled, knowing well that he has managed to tease him. he had turned the tables so easily.
Th: Then take me.. this heart only beats at your beat.
He stared into his eyes and soon forgot his own self
Th: Kiss me.
Jk: I love you Jeon Taehyung. I don’t need any beautiful model. I just want you my love.
Capturing tae lips he seal the bond which no one was capable to tear. As their tree of love has now grown very deep roots..Their love has flowered it with beautiful fruits.
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