
Forty-Eight
It was necessary for Jin to seek a little breather so that he could place Moon in her crib before returning to Jungkook. Because what Jungkook had revealed to him had taken him completely by surprise. Except for the knowledge that the late King was not Jungkook's father but rather his uncle, he had no idea what any of it meant or how it related to him. He had no idea that the late King had a twin brother, which made the situation much more shocking for him.
When he returned to the living room, Jungkook was seated on the sofa, his face buried in his hands. Jin went over to him and took a seat next to him on the sofa. He could see right away that Jungkook was having difficulty after uttering those words. As he had spoken, he saw it in his eyes.
In the past, he had heard Jungkook make a similar reference, but he had no way of knowing it was going to be this serious. In his wildest dreams, he could never have envisioned Jungkook not being the son of the late King, and now it was even more perplexing to him how Jungkook had become the King; he had a lot of questions but wasn't sure he could ask any of them.
He chose to start with a simple question, hoping that it would lead Jungkook to speak about what he had just told him: "Do you want to talk about what you just told me?" Jin inquired as he rubbed his hand against Jungkook's shoulder, wanting to provide some comfort as he could sense he was having a difficult time.
Lifting his head, Jungkook turned to Jin, "Whatever I share with you can never leave this room. Not just now, but anytime we talk, I expect things to stay only between us."
Jin nodded, fully understanding, "of course, and I would never share anything like this with anyone. I can promise you that."
"I never got the opportunity to meet my father," Jungkook sighed, reclining back on the sofa and lying back as he gazed up at the ceiling. "I was told he was an outstanding guy who only did what was right, a noble and authentic leader, and a good man. Something like you, someone who believed in values and shit. It's a mixture of things I've read and discovered as I've gotten older.
My mother and father had fallen in love, and, according to my mother and my late grandmother, there had been an instant connection between them. He had made up his mind to marry my mother, and he wanted her to be the Queen at his side. However, his brother, the late King, had a thing for my mother, but my mother didn't give a damn about the late King. He was not pleased with this." After pausing to let out a heavy sigh that seemed like it was weighted on his chest, Jungkook continued to tell what he had been holding within.
"My mother and father were together secretly without anybody knowing. My father had been entrusted with becoming King, and there had been a lot of pressure placed on him due to my grandfather's sudden death. In addition, my grandfather and the Queen at the time, according to what I know, were not fond of my mother.
I'm not aware of the specifics since my mother has never been completely forthcoming with me about anything. It turned out that my father suddenly became very ill one day and was no longer able to carry out his responsibilities as King. As a result, the late King, Jimin's father, stepped in as the next in line.
My father died within a few weeks of his illness. My mother discovered that she was pregnant with me during this time, and the Queen became aware of this development. The late King was also informed, and somehow, my mother ended up marrying him. They pledged to keep the fact that she had been with his brother a secret, and they said that I was his as a result of this.
It was taken to her grave by the late Queen, as it was my mother's mother. It's never brought up in conversation. I would not have known about the issue if not for his hatred of me. I learned it when I was around ten. It was important to him to remind me at all times that I was not his and that Jimin was the only son of his who should have been able to claim the throne, but he couldn't have it that way because of the secret they kept.
However, he was adamant and attempted to have me murdered when I was fifteen, intending to frame the death as a tragic accident, but he failed. As a devoted guard to my father, who was well aware of everything, he sacrificed his life in exchange for mine.
My mother discovered this and threatened him, saying that if he continued to conduct himself in this manner, she would reveal the truth because she believed in her heart that I was the rightful King. After all, I was conceived before my father died, and she used this information against him until the day he passed away.
He hated me, Seokjin, and he made me suffer due to his hatred for me. I don't belong in this position of King. On the other hand, my mother is adamant that it not be that way. She expressed her dissatisfaction with me, saying she had not endured everything she had in order for me to give up what was truly mine. I don't see it that way, and I've never felt like I belonged anywhere. He made it apparent that I had no place in his world.
Although it seemed otherwise to those on the outside, he made his feelings clear inside our home. I wasn't permitted to dine at the same table as him for obvious reasons. Every time I accomplished anything significant, he made certain that I understood that I was nothing and that no one should ever celebrate any achievement of mine.
My relationship with my parents was not as warm as yours was when I was younger. My mother has always been obsessed with me assuming the throne, and he hated my very existence. After every time he stomped on me, she battled with me to remain strong and not give in. Eventually, it got too much for me, and I grew resentful of everyone.
I feared him until the day he died, and after assuming the throne, I pledged myself that I would never allow anybody to look down on me in the same way he did.
I will never be able to discuss this with anyone, not even in therapy, and I hope you can understand why. I love you because I am putting my trust in you. I want you to know me for who I used to be, who I am now, and who I will be in the future for you and our children."
The amount of information Jin had to take in after listening to Jungkook had been considerably more than he could have imagined. In his head, there was a slew of thoughts racing through it. He was even interested in meeting with the Queen; there was so much he wanted to learn, but he knew he had to take a moment to think about it as his gaze met with Jungkook's.
Moving closer to Jungkook, he put his head on his chest and placed his arm around him, saying, "Thank you so much for sharing this with me. I am sure it was not easy, and I am very sorry you were treated this way, particularly by someone who was meant to love and care for you. He may not have been your father, but he was your uncle, and he deceived you and your father, which I am sure your father would not have wanted what happened. It also seems he deceived your mother, too; I am not sure, but it does appear that way from what you just revealed.
I understand that our past has a lot to do with who we are now; however, I want to highlight that your past does not have to define you or the person you choose to become in the future. We can work on this, and we will work on it together since I understand that this must have been a difficult situation for you."
Jungkook bent his head and kissed Jin's head, tears streaming down his face. He didn't say anything because he didn't want Jin to know he was crying.
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