The Groom Wasn't Mine
Prologue
The wedding hall was adorned with delicate white lilies and golden drapes,
The air heavy with anticipation and the murmurs of guests. The groom, stood before the altar beside his bride-to-be. Their hands were nearly joined in ritual when he paused. A hush fell over the crowd.
Taehyung reached for the microphone. The silence deepened, not even the soft rustle of silk breaking the stillness.
His eyes scanned the room—until they stopped on a single figure seated quietly in the second row.
Taehyung
(In thought) it's him
Eyes locked with the groom’s
Jennie
What's Wrong Taehyung (whisper)
Taehyung stepped forward, a bright smile playing on his lips as he held the mic. The room waited, breath held, expecting the usual words of love and gratitude.
Jimin
(thinking)
Why this Mf continuously glaring at his uncle??? In his wedding
But instead, with a soft laugh and eyes that shimmered with unspoken pain, he began
Taehyung
Today, I am getting married to my first crush… the one I once thought I could never have.
The audience chuckled, touched by the sweetness.
Jennie
(held Taehyung's arm)
Jungkook
(Looking at Taehyung with cold expression)
Then his tone shifted, just slightly, the smile still on his face—but now laced with something deeper. A hint of ache.
Taehyung
But while I take this step forward… I know I’m leaving something behind. Someone.
Taehyung
Someone who was meant to be mine… but rejected me.
Jennie
(Wishpered) what are you saying
A silent gasp moved through the crowd. Some turned their heads, some froze. Taehyung’s eyes didn’t wander far.
He looked straight ahead—just for a second—toward the quiet figure in the crowd, the one who wasn’t clapping or smiling.
His smile didn’t fade. But it no longer reached his eyes.
Taehyung
Even if he couldn't love me back... I did. And I always will. That part of me stays with him.
Taehyung
I am telling this infront of my future Wife because I don't want to hide anything from her
He bowed slightly, handed the mic back, and turned to his bride with grace—while a single pair of eyes in the audience watched him with regret too late to change a thing.
Taehyung
Are you willing to accept me as I am
As Taehyung leaned in, inches away from sealing the moment with a kiss to Jennie, time seemed to slow. The crowd was smiling, phones raised, the atmosphere thick with celebration.
A hand grabbed Taehyung's wrist. Firm. Unshakable.
Eyes blazing, chest heaving, his grip tightened as he yanked
Taehyung back with one swift pull, sending a wave of stunned silence through the venue.
Jennie’s eyes widened in disbelief, the priest froze mid-blessing, and murmurs rose like a storm.
Jungkook
"You are only mine!"
Jungkook shouted, his voice echoing through the hall.
Behind them, Taehyung’s parents stood frozen, shock and confusion etched deep into their faces. Guests rose from their chairs, Jennie stumbled back, hurt flooding her eyes.
Taehyung's younger brother
Ep 1
Jin
Name- Jin
Taehyung's Pa!
Age - 35
(second husband of RM after Taehyung's mother's death)
RM
Name- RM
Age- 43
CEO of Kim's entertainment
Taehyung's biological Dad
Jimin
Name- Jimin
Taehyung's younger brother
Age - 18
Jungkook
Name- Jungkook
RM's bestfriend
Age - 36
CEO of Jeon's entertainment
Taehyung
Name - Taehyung
Age- 20
student
RM
Taehyung, come downstairs! Your uncle Jungkook is here!
Taehyung’s eyes lit up instantly
He gasped, springing to his feet with excitement. Without a second thought, he bolted down the stairs, his feet thudding against each step in a hurried rhythm.
The moment he saw Jungkook standing by the doorway, Taehyung let out a joyful squeal and ran straight into his arms.
He shouted, hugging him tightly, burying his face into Jungkook’s chest.
Taehyung
I missed you so much!
Jungkook froze for a second. Then, almost awkwardly, he placed one hand on Taehyung's back and patted it just once before gently, but quickly, pushing him away.
Jungkook ruffled his hair half-heartedly, eyes unreadable.
Taehyung shifted slightly, trying to ignore the cold air that had suddenly settled between them. Still hopeful, he gave a small smile and asked,
Taehyung
“How are you, Uncle Kook?”
Jungkook didn’t answer immediately. His eyes scanned Taehyung slowly from head to toe, his expression unreadable—like he was lu*sting over him
Finally, he spoke, his voice quiet but firm.
Jungkook
He’s really grown, RM… When I saw him last time, he was just a kid.
RM
come inside let's discuss things about work
Jungkook and RM sat across from each other in the living room, their expressions serious.
RM
So, the collaboration deal
RM
Are you sure you want to go through with it now, especially after all these years?
Jungkook leaned back, arms crossed
Jungkook
We need this, RM. You know our companies are stronger together. But let’s keep it strictly business.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Taehyung stood , carefully slicing ripe bananas into the blender. The familiar scent brought a smile to his face—a memory he had clung to for years.
“Uncle Kook, you really like banana juice that much?” 11-year-old Taehyung had asked, wide-eyed.
Jungkook had laughed, ruffling his hair. “It’s my favorite. You make it for me one day, okay?”
Taehyung thought, lips tugging up in a soft smile as the blender whirred. He poured the juice gently into a tall glass, even adding two ice cubes—just how Jungkook liked it back then.
Taehyung
Maybe… this will bring him back the real Uncle Jungkook.
As he stepped in, the adults paused their conversation.
Taehyung held out the glass with a bright, innocent smile
Taehyung
I made this for you, Uncle Kook. Banana juice… your favorite.
Jungkook’s eyes slowly moved from the glass to Taehyung’s face
He took the glass without a word.
RM watched him carefully. Taehyung stood there, waiting for a smile, a thank you, a sign that his uncle remembered.
But Jungkook just took a sip. Cold. Silent.
And Taehyung’s hope trembled.
Taehyung
(in mind) He used to like it but why?
Ep 2
He leaned against the counter, sipping water, trying not to let the disappointment show
but it was written all over his face. His shoulders drooped
Behind him, footsteps approached.
Jungkook
Where’s the kitchen?
RM
End of the corridor. On the right.
Moments later, Jungkook pushed the kitchen door open and stepped in. His gaze landed immediately on Taehyung, who froze mid-sip. The room felt too quiet.
Jungkook walked up, closing the distance between them until he was standing right in front of Taehyung close enough that Taehyung could hear his breath.
Leaning down slightly, Jungkook’s voice dropped low.
Jungkook
I need more ice cubes, kid.
Taehyung startled at how close he was, but masked it with a soft smile. He nodded quickly, opened the freezer, and pulled out a few more cubes. Carefully, he dropped them into Jungkook’s glass, counting them.
He held the glass out again, his eyes shy but hopeful waiting.
Jungkook took it without a word, turned his back, and walked a few steps away
Taehyung
( shoulders dipped again. He bit his lower lip.)
But then Jungkook stopped.
He turned around, walked back, and before Taehyung could react, he leaned in close once again
His lips brushed Taehyung’s gently , a quick, startling kiss.
Taehyung’s eyes widened, frozen in place.
Jungkook pulled back just enough to look into his eyes.
Jungkook
Thanks for this,
You remember my likes and dislikes… like a wife.
A smirk ghosted across his lips.
Jungkook
“Remember—make it four cubes from now on.”
And just like that, he turned and walked away, leaving Taehyung staring after him, lips tingling, mind racing.
Taehyung
That was a new way to say thanks??
Whatever it was, Taehyung couldn’t breathe for a moment.
Jungkook
Banana milk wasn't sweet enough so I went to add some sweetness
Jungkook
Now it's over sweet
RM
( laughs) you added sugar to it
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