Chapter 3

After their heavy talk, Taehyung wiped his tears away and glanced at Suga.

“Sorry,” he murmured softly, “you’re getting emotional because of me.”

Suga shook his head firmly. “Don’t say that. I’m here because I want to be.”

Taehyung, wanting to lighten the mood, gave him a playful smile. “But you know… you look kind of cute when you get emotional.”

Suga rolled his eyes,  with a small smile. Taehyung chuckled and stood.

“Come on, I’ll make dinner. Stay and eat with us.”

Suga shook his head, glancing at his phone. “I can’t tonight. I have a meeting, so I’ll pass.”

“Alright,” Taehyung said, though disappointment flickered in his eyes.

Just then, little Junggook toddled over and tugged at Suga’s sleeve. His big eyes looked up with hope.

“When you come again, play-play with Googi?”

Suga’s face softened instantly. He bent down to meet the child’s gaze, a rare smile spreading across his lips.

“I will play-play with you next time. But you have to promise me you’ll listen to your ma-ma, okay?”

“I will,” Junggook answered with a serious nod.

Suga hugged him gently, then stood to leave. He gave Taehyung one last look, a silent reassurance passing between them, before saying his goodbye and stepping out of the apartment.

That evening, Taehyung ate dinner quietly with his son. Later, he tucked the little boy into bed, pressing a tender kiss to his forehead. Junggook drifted off almost instantly, his tiny breaths even and peaceful.

But Taehyung could not sleep. He sat at the edge of the bed, watching his child’s serene face, and the thoughts came back to haunt him.

When if he came back to Korea and I tell him that junggook is his baby... is he believed me? Or would he still choose to believe her lies over me, once again?

On the other side of the city, Jungkook had finally returned to Korea—but not alone. At his side was the very girl who had once woven the lies that tore him and Taehyung apart.

Taehyung had loved Jungkook since their college days. He had been his first love, the kind of love that burned bright and innocent. Back then, Taehyung had gone out of his way to do little things—helping Jungkook with assignments, bringing him snacks, waiting outside his classes. All he wanted was Jungkook’s smile.

But Jungkook misunderstood. He thought Taehyung treated every alpha that way, that he was simply desperate for attention. Taehyung never knew Jungkook believed this.

Then came graduation day. Heart pounding, Taehyung gathered all his courage and stood before him.

“Jungkook,” he said, voice shaking, “I’ve liked you for so long. I love you. Will you be my boyfriend?”

Jungkook agreed. But his “yes” came for the wrong reason. That girl had whispered poison into his ear. “He only wants a one-night stand from you. That’s all.”

“If that’s what he wants,” Jungkook had replied coldly, “then it’s not a problem.”

Smiling shyly, Taehyung had no idea of Jungkook’s intention.

Day by day, they spent time together, and slowly Jungkook realized the truth—Taehyung wasn’t that kind of person. His feelings were genuine. Warmth bloomed in Jungkook’s chest, and he found himself falling for Taehyung for real. One evening, he even confessed it to the same girl.

“He’s not like you said. He really loves me.”

Jealousy sparked like fire in her eyes. “Then Taehyung will pay for this one day,” she hissed under her breath.

Their love grew stronger, and a few days later, When Jungkook finally confessed his feelings, Taehyung felt as though the whole world lit up. The boy he had loved in secret for years was now standing before him, holding his hand, his dark eyes soft with sincerity.

“Taehyung,” Jungkook said quietly, his voice thick with emotion, “I was wrong before. I see it now… you’ve always been serious about me. I love you. Will you be mine?”

Taehyung’s breath caught. For a heartbeat he couldn’t even speak, his chest overflowing with warmth and relief. Then he nodded, smiling through his tears. “Yes, Jungkook. I’ve always been yours.”

That night, they shared their first kiss, hesitant at first but quickly deepening with all the feelings they had been holding back for so long. One kiss turned into another, and then another, until they were tangled together, laughing, whispering, and loving each other with all the innocence of youth and the fire of true passion. They spent the night wrapped in one another, hearts beating as one, making promises neither thought could ever be broken.

Days later, Taehyung discovered the truth he had been waiting for—he was pregnant. His hands trembled when he held the test, his heart racing. This was their child, a symbol of their love. He couldn’t wait to tell Jungkook. He imagined Jungkook’s smile, the way his arms would wrap around him, the tears of joy that would fill his eyes.

But before he could share the news, an invitation arrived. The girl who had always hovered near Jungkook had invited them both to her house for a party. Taehyung thought nothing of it—he only planned to stay by Jungkook’s side, maybe even whisper his secret to him under the stars.

He didn’t know that night would change everything.

She invited, Taehyung Best friend Suga and their other friends too. The house was filled with laughter, music, and drinks. But beneath her perfect smile, she was already setting her trap. She spiked Taehyung’s drink—and Suga’s too.

Soon, both of them felt dizzy, their vision blurred, their bodies heavy. She dragged them into a bedroom, laying them together on a bed. Then she set the scene: scattering empty condom wrappers, marking Taehyung’s neck with a false hickey, arranging everything so it looked like a betrayal.

When Jungkook stumbled upon the room and saw them lying side by side, his heart shattered.

“What the hell is this?” His voice shook with rage.

Taehyung’s eyes fluttered open, confused and weak. Beside him, Suga groaned awake as well.

“Jungkook—” Taehyung tried to sit up. “It’s not what you think. Please, listen—”

But Jungkook’s gaze was locked on the scene—the bed, the wrappers, the mark on Taehyung’s skin. It was all the proof he needed. The girl stood at the door, covering her mouth as though shocked, but her eyes glittered with victory.

Suga pushed himself up, trying to explain. “Jungkook, this isn’t real. We didn’t—”

“Don’t lie to me!” Jungkook roared. His heart felt as though it was being ripped apart, the trust he had just begun to rebuild crumbling into ashes.

What he didn’t know—what none of them knew—was that Taehyung was already carrying his child. By some miracle, the drugged drink hadn’t harmed the baby. But at that moment, all Jungkook could see was betrayal, all he could hear were the lies whispered by the girl at his side.

And he believed them.

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