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#taekookau It’s a normal family breakfast on a Saturday of 1981, when Jungkook receives a raunchy letter from the boy he is having a scandalous lover affair with.

Nothing too much but minors dni 🔞
They were seated around the dining table when Jihyo strode into the room, clutching all the mail to her thorax. She extracted a long white envelope from the pile and handed it over to her quiet cousin.
A questioning puzzle came over Jungkook's face. Who could possibly know that he was staying the weekend with his extended family? Then he saw the handwriting, and had to smile at the ingenuity. That sneaky rascal.
He hoped his father, seated at the far end of the table, hadn't noticed, and was relieved to see that he remained engrossed in his newspaper.
Jungkook tries to wedge his thumb into the corner of the envelope while keeping a wary eye on his father, when suddenly he glanced across at him and smiles. He promptly returns the smile, drops the envelope in his lap, picks his fork and jabs it into his lukewarm sausage.
He made no mistake to retrieve the letter until his father had disappeared back behind his paper. Once he turned to the business section, Jungkook placed the envelope on his right, picked up the butter knife and slid it into the thumbed corner.
Slowly, he started to slit open the envelope. Having done that, he quietly placed the letter back on his lap and knife to its original place.
Before anything further, he gave a once over across in the direction of his father, to check if he was still behind his newspaper. He was. He held down the envelope with his left hand, while carefully extracting the letter with his right.
He looked down at the familiar Moorim ivory paper, the one from that journal that witnesses colossal poetic waxes, folded in three. One more casual glance at father; as he remained out of sight, Jungkook unfolded the two-page letter.
No date, no address, as always, written like a balladry. “𝘔đ˜ș đ˜„đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜­đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜ł.” The first night in Jongno, followed by the first night they slept together. 2 firsts on the same night, last month Jungkook was shyly embarked on a journey that must only climb uphill.
“𝘐 𝘱𝘼 𝘮đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜”đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜Ș𝘯 𝘼đ˜ș 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘼, /đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł/ đ˜Łđ˜Šđ˜„đ˜łđ˜°đ˜°đ˜ź 𝘧𝘰𝘳 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜€đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜§đ˜Șđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘱𝘭 𝘯đ˜Șđ˜šđ˜©đ˜”, đ˜±đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜Żđ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜šđ˜©đ˜”đ˜Ž 𝘰𝘯𝘭đ˜ș 𝘼đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜¶đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜Ž đ˜ąđ˜§đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜§đ˜”. đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘼đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜„ đ˜ąđ˜”đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜źđ˜±đ˜”,
đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„ 𝘐 đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Ż'đ˜” 𝘧đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘳đ˜Șđ˜šđ˜©đ˜” đ˜žđ˜°đ˜łđ˜„đ˜Ž đ˜”đ˜° đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘾 đ˜©đ˜°đ˜ž 𝘐 𝘳𝘩𝘱𝘭𝘭đ˜ș 𝘧𝘩𝘩𝘭.” Jungkook bit his lip into a smile. For a man who made his fortune with words, that must have been quite difficult of an admittance.
â€œđ˜“đ˜ąđ˜Žđ˜” 𝘯đ˜Șđ˜šđ˜©đ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ were everything a man could 𝘱𝘮𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳. 𝘐 đ˜€đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜­đ˜„ đ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł 𝘱𝘮𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳. đ˜ đ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘾𝘩𝘳𝘩 𝘩đ˜čđ˜€đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹, đ˜±đ˜łđ˜°đ˜·đ˜°đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Š, đ˜Žđ˜°đ˜§đ˜”, đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜Žđ˜Ș𝘯𝘹, đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„ 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱n 𝘩đ˜čđ˜Čđ˜¶đ˜Ș𝘮đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Š đ˜źđ˜°đ˜źđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”, 𝘱𝘯 đ˜Șđ˜źđ˜±đ˜Šđ˜”đ˜¶đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜Ž đ˜žđ˜©đ˜°đ˜łđ˜Š.”
Jungkook gasped. That immediately caught Tzuyu’s attention but it’s only momentary as he pretends to cough and sips on his water. His cheeks feel a little warm.
â€œđ˜đ˜”'𝘮 𝘣𝘩𝘩𝘯 đ˜°đ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł 𝘱 đ˜ș𝘩𝘱𝘳 𝘮đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Š 𝘾𝘩 đ˜źđ˜Šđ˜” đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘔đ˜Ș𝘯’𝘮 đ˜±đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜”đ˜ș đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜‰đ˜¶đ˜Źđ˜€đ˜©đ˜°đ˜Ż 𝘏𝘱𝘯𝘰𝘬, & 𝘱𝘮 𝘐 đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜°đ˜§đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜Ż đ˜”đ˜°đ˜­đ˜„ đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶, 𝘐 đ˜žđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜”đ˜° đ˜€đ˜°đ˜źđ˜Š đ˜Łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜Ź đ˜©đ˜°đ˜źđ˜Š 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© 𝘼𝘩 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜·đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜ș đ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜Ș𝘯𝘹.”
“𝘐 𝘭𝘱đ˜ș 𝘱𝘾𝘱𝘬𝘩 𝘱𝘭𝘭 𝘯đ˜Șđ˜šđ˜©đ˜” đ˜Ș𝘼𝘱𝘹đ˜Ș𝘯đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘭đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 𝘰𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Šđ˜„đ˜šđ˜Š 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜±đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜Š.” Jungkook glanced across the table to see that his father had reached the back page of his paper â€œđ˜ˆđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Ż đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Š đ˜źđ˜Šđ˜Šđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹
đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜šđ˜Šđ˜°đ˜„đ˜ąđ˜Šđ˜źđ˜¶đ˜Żâ€” đ˜Łđ˜¶đ˜” đ˜Șđ˜” 𝘾𝘱𝘮 đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜”đ˜° 𝘣𝘩 đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜°đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ł 11 đ˜„đ˜ąđ˜ș𝘮 𝘣𝘩𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘩 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘾𝘩𝘳𝘩 /𝘮đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜§đ˜¶đ˜­/𝘧𝘰𝘳 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘧đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜Žđ˜” đ˜”đ˜Ș𝘼𝘩, đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Ż 𝘱𝘹𝘱đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜Żđ˜°đ˜” đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘭 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜±đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜Š 𝘾𝘱𝘮 𝘱𝘾𝘱đ˜ș đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜‰đ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜ąđ˜Ż.”
â€œđ˜›đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” 𝘯đ˜Șđ˜šđ˜©đ˜” đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜” 𝘧𝘱𝘳 đ˜”đ˜°đ˜° đ˜Čđ˜¶đ˜Șđ˜€đ˜Źđ˜­đ˜ș 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘼𝘩.” Dimples pitted into the swell of his cheeks as Jungkook pressed his lips together and then rolled them in. He brought his thighs together and held the letter tighter.
“𝘐 đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Ż'đ˜” đ˜Ș𝘼𝘱𝘹đ˜Ș𝘯𝘩 đ˜žđ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜±đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜Š đ˜žđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜­đ˜„ đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜źđ˜ąđ˜„đ˜Š 𝘰𝘧 đ˜Șđ˜”, đ˜Ș𝘧 đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜„ 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘾𝘯 𝘰𝘧 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł 𝘧𝘩𝘼đ˜Ș𝘯đ˜Ș𝘯𝘩 đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜”đ˜§đ˜Șđ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜©đ˜Șđ˜„đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜Ż đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜©đ˜°đ˜Šđ˜Łđ˜°đ˜č đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜Łđ˜Šđ˜„.” Eyes wide, Jungkook takes a
moment to look someplace else, for any longer he might have doubled up in flames. “𝘏𝘩'đ˜„ đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜±đ˜łđ˜°đ˜Łđ˜ąđ˜Łđ˜­đ˜ș đ˜Żđ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜ąđ˜Žđ˜Žđ˜¶đ˜źđ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜”đ˜Șđ˜„đ˜Șđ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜¶đ˜± đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜„đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜žđ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘼 đ˜Ș𝘯 𝘱 đ˜žđ˜©đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Š 𝘮𝘩𝘩-đ˜”đ˜©đ˜łđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜šđ˜© đ˜Łđ˜­đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜Š,
𝘯𝘰 đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜šđ˜ąđ˜łđ˜źđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”, 𝘱 đ˜”đ˜Șđ˜šđ˜©đ˜” đ˜Łđ˜­đ˜ąđ˜€đ˜Ź đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ł 𝘮𝘬đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜” 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© 𝘱 đ˜»đ˜Șđ˜± đ˜¶đ˜± đ˜§đ˜łđ˜°đ˜Żđ˜”, đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜°đ˜€đ˜Źđ˜Ș𝘯𝘹𝘮, đ˜Żđ˜°đ˜” đ˜§đ˜°đ˜łđ˜šđ˜Šđ˜”đ˜”đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜§đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜Žđ˜©đ˜ș-đ˜±đ˜Ș𝘯𝘬 𝘭đ˜Șđ˜±đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Șđ˜€đ˜Źâ€” 𝘱𝘭𝘭 𝘾𝘱đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜±đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜­đ˜ș 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱 /𝘣𝘰đ˜ș/.”
â€œđ˜›đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘣𝘰đ˜ș đ˜žđ˜©đ˜° đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜Żđ˜°đ˜” đ˜§đ˜°đ˜łđ˜šđ˜Šđ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜„ 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ł 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘮𝘬đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜” đ˜±đ˜Šđ˜Šđ˜­đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 𝘱𝘾𝘱đ˜ș 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘼 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł 𝘮𝘬đ˜Ș𝘯 𝘭đ˜Ș𝘬𝘩 𝘱𝘯 đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜·đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Ż đ˜·đ˜Šđ˜­đ˜€đ˜łđ˜°â€”
𝘐 đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘯𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 đ˜©đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Ž đ˜©đ˜°đ˜ž đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜»đ˜Șđ˜± đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜§đ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘮𝘬đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜” đ˜°đ˜±đ˜Šđ˜Ż 𝘭đ˜Ș𝘬𝘩 𝘱 đ˜šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜žđ˜ąđ˜ș, đ˜©đ˜°đ˜ž đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜„ đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜” 𝘼𝘩 đ˜±đ˜¶đ˜­đ˜­ đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜„đ˜°đ˜°đ˜łđ˜Ž đ˜ąđ˜±đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜”, 𝘮𝘰 đ˜±đ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Șđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜­đ˜ș, 𝘮𝘰 đ˜±đ˜­đ˜Șđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜­đ˜ș.”
Jungkook looked up again and wondered if he was blushing. If this fool had really enjoyed his outfit that much, he would have to go on another shopping trip in Joho as soon as he got back to town.
“𝘐 đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜Żâ€™đ˜” 𝘣𝘩𝘩𝘯 𝘱𝘣𝘭𝘩 đ˜”đ˜° đ˜šđ˜Šđ˜” đ˜©đ˜°đ˜­đ˜„ 𝘰𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘯𝘩𝘾 đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜€đ˜°đ˜łđ˜„ đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š 𝘹đ˜Șđ˜§đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜„ 𝘼𝘩; 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘐 𝘧đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜„ 𝘯𝘰 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜”đ˜° đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜ł 𝘱 đ˜źđ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜Șđ˜€ đ˜°đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜Ż đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜„đ˜Ž 𝘰𝘧 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Šn.
đ˜–đ˜©, đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘱𝘳𝘩 𝘮𝘰 đ˜Łđ˜łđ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜©đ˜ș, đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜Šđ˜Żâ€™đ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶? 𝘈𝘭𝘭 đ˜±đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹, đ˜Žđ˜©đ˜łđ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜­đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹, đ˜šđ˜ąđ˜±đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹, đ˜šđ˜ąđ˜Žđ˜±đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹, đ˜«đ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜” đ˜”đ˜° đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜€đ˜Šđ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Š 𝘱 đ˜€đ˜°đ˜źđ˜±đ˜­đ˜Șđ˜źđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”. đ˜šđ˜¶đ˜€đ˜© 𝘱 đ˜”đ˜ąđ˜Źđ˜Šđ˜ł, 𝘼đ˜ș đ˜Łđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜”.” Jungkook’s eyes shut.
He breathes through his nose and almost forgets he still has food pouched away in his mouth. He takes a moment off, just pretending to be interested in whatever vestigial conversation Jihyo starts distantly.
“𝘔đ˜ș đ˜„đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜­đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹, đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘯𝘰 đ˜ąđ˜Žđ˜±đ˜Šđ˜€đ˜” 𝘰𝘧 đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜­đ˜°đ˜·đ˜Šđ˜źđ˜ąđ˜Źđ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” 𝘐 đ˜„đ˜°đ˜Ż'đ˜” 𝘳𝘩𝘭đ˜Șđ˜Žđ˜©, đ˜Łđ˜¶đ˜” 𝘐 đ˜€đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜§đ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜Ž đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜žđ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜”đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Żđ˜Ž 𝘼𝘩 𝘰𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜źđ˜°đ˜Žđ˜” đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜±đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜€đ˜Šđ˜Ž đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜€đ˜©đ˜°đ˜°đ˜Žđ˜Š đ˜žđ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Ż đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Ż
𝘰𝘯𝘭đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜ąđ˜Źđ˜Š 𝘱𝘯 đ˜©đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł 𝘰𝘧𝘧 đ˜€đ˜°đ˜­đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜šđ˜Š đ˜„đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜­đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜€đ˜© 𝘣𝘳𝘩𝘱𝘬. 𝘐 đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜Ż đ˜€đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜” đ˜Łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜Ź đ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜ș 𝘰𝘯𝘩 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ź đ˜„đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Ż đ˜”đ˜° đ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜€đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜„đ˜Ž.” Jungkook crosses his leg one over the other. He gulps.
Italic: â€œđ˜›đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜Ź đ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜” 𝘰𝘧 𝘼đ˜ș đ˜Łđ˜łđ˜°đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łâ€™đ˜Ž đ˜€đ˜ąđ˜ł đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜€đ˜łđ˜°đ˜žđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜„đ˜Š-𝘧𝘱đ˜Ș𝘳; đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘭𝘰𝘰 đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘒đ˜șđ˜°đ˜Żđ˜«đ˜ąđ˜Š; đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜łđ˜·đ˜Șđ˜€đ˜Š 𝘭đ˜Șđ˜§đ˜” đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘭đ˜Ș𝘣𝘳𝘱𝘳đ˜ș.
đ˜‰đ˜¶đ˜” đ˜źđ˜°đ˜Žđ˜” 𝘩đ˜čđ˜€đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘭 𝘾𝘱𝘮 đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ł 𝘼𝘩 đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜±đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜Šâ€™đ˜Ž đ˜©đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜Š-𝘰𝘧𝘧đ˜Șđ˜€đ˜Š đ˜žđ˜©đ˜Ș𝘭𝘩 đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜žđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜€đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘹𝘱𝘼𝘩 𝘳đ˜Șđ˜šđ˜©đ˜” đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜”đ˜Žđ˜Șđ˜„đ˜Š.
đ˜–đ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Š 𝘣𝘩𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘩 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜­đ˜§-đ˜”đ˜Ș𝘼𝘩, đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Š đ˜„đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜„đ˜łđ˜Ș𝘯𝘬’𝘮 𝘣𝘳𝘩𝘱𝘬, đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Ż 𝘱𝘹𝘱đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜„đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘧đ˜Ș𝘯𝘱𝘭 đ˜łđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜„ - 𝘾𝘩𝘭𝘭, đ˜Șđ˜” đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘱 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘹 𝘹𝘱𝘼𝘩.”
Jungkook giggled and quickly placed the letter under his thigh as his father peered round the top of his newspaper. "What made you laugh, son?” “The picture of Popeye wearing handcuffs for a watch” he blurted immediately. His father looks confused. “On the front of your paper.”
“Ah, yes,” said father, glancing at the front page without sparing a smile and turning next to the sports section. Jungkook retrieved the letter.
â€œđ˜žđ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜źđ˜ąđ˜„đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜Ž 𝘼𝘩 đ˜źđ˜°đ˜Žđ˜” đ˜ąđ˜Łđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜Žđ˜¶đ˜„đ˜„đ˜Šđ˜Ż đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜Šđ˜Źđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜„ 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘮𝘯𝘱𝘳𝘬đ˜ș đ˜€đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜Ș𝘯𝘮 đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘾𝘱𝘮 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘰𝘯𝘩 đ˜šđ˜ąđ˜”đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜„đ˜ąđ˜ș 𝘐 đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜„ đ˜•đ˜ąđ˜źđ˜«đ˜°đ˜°đ˜Ż đ˜Žđ˜€đ˜łđ˜ąđ˜źđ˜źđ˜Šđ˜„ 𝘱𝘾𝘱đ˜ș 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘯𝘩𝘾 𝘧𝘭đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹.
𝘐𝘼𝘱𝘹đ˜Ș𝘯𝘩 𝘹đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜¶đ˜± đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Š đ˜§đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜Šđ˜„đ˜°đ˜ź 𝘰𝘧 đ˜Żđ˜°đ˜” đ˜©đ˜°đ˜­đ˜„đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜Łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜Ź đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜Žđ˜€đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜źđ˜Ž đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜§đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜°đ˜łđ˜Ž 𝘰𝘧 𝘹𝘱𝘼𝘩𝘮 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© 𝘱𝘭𝘭đ˜Ș𝘩𝘮 who’d đ˜źđ˜¶đ˜łđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘧𝘰𝘳 đ˜±đ˜łđ˜°đ˜±đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜”đ˜ș when đ˜šđ˜łđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„-đ˜±đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜Š đ˜”đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Żđ˜Ž 𝘰𝘧𝘧.”
Jungkook rolls his eyes but pouts nonetheless. As if he didn’t already have a list of reasons why he didn’t want to be here. â€œđ˜ đ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜° 𝘼𝘱𝘬𝘩 đ˜Șđ˜” đ˜¶đ˜± đ˜”đ˜° 𝘼𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮. 𝘈𝘼 𝘐 đ˜€đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜ł?”
Jungkook nodded to the paper. He rounds an eye across the table and sees his two uncles having a heated discussion while his father bats no eye away from his paper. Typical. “𝘐𝘧 𝘐 đ˜±đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł 𝘭𝘩𝘹𝘮 đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Š 𝘐 đ˜šđ˜Šđ˜” đ˜©đ˜°đ˜­đ˜„ 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ź, đ˜Łđ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜” 𝘣𝘩𝘭đ˜Șđ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Š
𝘐 đ˜žđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜­đ˜„đ˜Żâ€™đ˜” đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ź đ˜«đ˜°đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜­đ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜Ž 𝘐 đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ź đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜­đ˜±đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜Žđ˜Žđ˜­đ˜ș đ˜Čđ˜¶đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜„đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜”đ˜ș. đ˜‰đ˜¶đ˜” đ˜žđ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜€đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Ž 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘾𝘱𝘳𝘯đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜žđ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Ż 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘾 đ˜©đ˜°đ˜ž đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜žđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜­đ˜„ đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜«đ˜°đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜”.”
Jungkook fussed in his chair, pretends to put another forkful in his mouth but swallowing appeared particularly dicey at the moment. â€œđ˜ đ˜°đ˜¶â€™đ˜łđ˜Š đ˜Łđ˜­đ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜©đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹, đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜Šđ˜Żâ€™đ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶?” Jungkook places his cool hand on his burning ear and cheek.
“𝘚𝘰 𝘩𝘱𝘮đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜° 𝘳đ˜Ș𝘭𝘩, 𝘼đ˜ș 𝘭đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜”đ˜­đ˜Š đ˜·đ˜Șđ˜č𝘩𝘯.” He pats the dampness over his forehead. “𝘏𝘩’𝘮 𝘳đ˜Șđ˜šđ˜©đ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š, đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜±đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜Š, đ˜Șđ˜Žđ˜Żâ€™đ˜” đ˜©đ˜Š? 𝘐 đ˜Ș𝘼𝘱𝘹đ˜Ș𝘯𝘩 đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘼 𝘮đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜”đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 𝘰𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘧𝘱𝘳 𝘮đ˜Șđ˜„đ˜Š đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜„ 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜ąđ˜Łđ˜­đ˜Šâ€”
𝘮𝘰𝘼𝘩 𝘩đ˜čđ˜±đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜Žđ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜„đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜Ź đ˜”đ˜žđ˜Šđ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜«đ˜ąđ˜€đ˜Źđ˜Šđ˜” 𝘰𝘯 đ˜€đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜€đ˜Źđ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜Žđ˜©đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜”, 𝘱 𝘹𝘳𝘩𝘩𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘾 đ˜”đ˜Ș𝘩 đ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜Ż đ˜”đ˜©đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜šđ˜© đ˜©đ˜Šâ€™đ˜Ž 𝘰𝘯 𝘱 𝘮𝘱đ˜Șđ˜„ /đ˜·đ˜ąđ˜€đ˜ąđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘰𝘯/. This time Jungkook bursts out laughing, but only rescued by his uncle rising noisily,
“Anyone care for a TT duals game early noon? Weather’s fair so why not seep out the best of it.” The table buzzes with affirmations, so Jungkook nods as well, slides the letter under the table simultaneously. “How about you, Kul?”
Jungkook watched as his father folded up the paper and shook his head. /Oh my God,/ Jungkook thinks in a huge exclamation. /He is wearing a tweed jacket and a green bow tie/
“I would’ve loved to,” said Robert, “but I'm afraid I have some work to finish.” He gestures non-apologetically. "On a Saturday morning?” Said aunt Su, standing at the laden sideboard, filling her plate for a third time.
“Afraid so” replied his father. “And unfortunately I might need Jungkook’s assistance for it before we sit for our Bible read in time. So he too might not..” He rose from the table, a loud screech of the chair, and glanced towards his son,
“I'll be in my bedroom. Please get me the blue folders and the phonebook later.” Jungkook nodded and waited for him to leave the room. Before returning to his letter he noticed that his father left his glasses on the table. He’d take them through to him once he’s done.
His cousins and uncles begin to vacate the room in preps of the game he wouldn’t be joining. After a long exhale, he places the letter on the table in front of him and straightens the page to only now notice the doodles on the corners of it.
â€œđ˜“đ˜Šđ˜” 𝘼𝘩 đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜­đ˜­ đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘼đ˜ș đ˜±đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜Ž 𝘧𝘰𝘳 đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł 𝘱𝘯𝘯đ˜Șđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Žđ˜ąđ˜łđ˜ș đ˜žđ˜©đ˜Ș𝘭𝘩 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜±đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜Š đ˜Ș𝘮 𝘱𝘾𝘱đ˜ș đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜€đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜§đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Š đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜šđ˜Šđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜­. 𝘐'đ˜·đ˜Š đ˜Łđ˜°đ˜°đ˜Źđ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜¶đ˜Ž đ˜Łđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜Ź đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜° đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘓đ˜Ș𝘣đ˜Ș𝘮,
𝘮𝘰 𝘾𝘩'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘩 đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘮𝘱𝘼𝘩 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘼 đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜žđ˜©đ˜Șđ˜€đ˜© 𝘾𝘩 đ˜Žđ˜±đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜” đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł 𝘧đ˜Șđ˜łđ˜Žđ˜” 𝘯đ˜Șđ˜šđ˜©đ˜” đ˜”đ˜°đ˜šđ˜Šđ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ł. đ˜›đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜”đ˜Ș𝘼𝘩 𝘐'đ˜·đ˜Š đ˜šđ˜°đ˜” đ˜”đ˜Șđ˜€đ˜Źđ˜Šđ˜”đ˜Ž 𝘧𝘰𝘳 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜°đ˜±đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜ą.” Jungkook gasps freely for the first time since he started reading.
His knee bounces excitedly as he wiggles in his seat a little. â€œđ˜‰đ˜¶đ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜”â€™đ˜Ž 𝘰𝘯𝘭đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜° đ˜šđ˜Šđ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜”. 𝘐 đ˜±đ˜­đ˜ąđ˜Ż 𝘱 đ˜€đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜šđ˜Š 𝘰𝘧 đ˜ąđ˜”đ˜źđ˜°đ˜Žđ˜±đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Š đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜€đ˜Š 𝘾𝘩 đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜”đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Żđ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜”đ˜° đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜±đ˜łđ˜Șđ˜·đ˜ąđ˜€đ˜ș 𝘰𝘧 đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘼.”
“𝘐 đ˜žđ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜” đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜”đ˜° 𝘣𝘩 đ˜”đ˜Șđ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜„đ˜°đ˜žđ˜Ż đ˜”đ˜° 𝘱 đ˜§đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜±đ˜°đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜Łđ˜Šđ˜„, 𝘰𝘳 đ˜·đ˜Șđ˜€đ˜Š đ˜·đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜Žđ˜ą; 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜© đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜±đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜©đ˜ąđ˜±đ˜Ž đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜°đ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł 𝘼𝘩 đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜Żđ˜°đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜Łđ˜¶đ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” 𝘭đ˜Șđ˜”đ˜”đ˜­đ˜Š 𝘭𝘱𝘾đ˜ș𝘩𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘩 𝘰𝘧 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Ž,
đ˜žđ˜©đ˜Șđ˜€đ˜© đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ 𝘾đ˜Ș𝘭𝘭 đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜„đ˜° 𝘮𝘭𝘰𝘾𝘭đ˜ș đ˜”đ˜° đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜­ đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜­đ˜§ đ˜Łđ˜­đ˜¶đ˜Žđ˜©đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 𝘱𝘭𝘭 đ˜°đ˜·đ˜Šđ˜ł.” Jungkook exhales nasally and gulps down the pathetic little whine that lurches up his throat. â€œđ˜ˆđ˜Żđ˜„, 𝘼đ˜ș đ˜„đ˜ąđ˜łđ˜­đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹,
𝘾𝘩’𝘳𝘩 đ˜Żđ˜°đ˜” đ˜”đ˜° 𝘳𝘩𝘭𝘩𝘱𝘮𝘩 đ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜€đ˜© đ˜°đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘭 𝘐 đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜·đ˜Š đ˜źđ˜ąđ˜„đ˜Š đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜Žđ˜€đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜ź đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜”đ˜°đ˜± 𝘰𝘧 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł đ˜Žđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜źđ˜Ș𝘯𝘱, đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š 𝘾𝘱đ˜ș đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ đ˜„đ˜Șđ˜„ đ˜Ș𝘯 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜ąđ˜” đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜łđ˜šđ˜łđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜­đ˜°đ˜·đ˜Š đ˜źđ˜°đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜­.”
His cheeks are aflame, Jungkook fans them with the free hand and places his foot over the other just to calm the jitters. â€œđ˜‹đ˜°đ˜Żâ€™đ˜” đ˜šđ˜Šđ˜” 𝘱𝘭𝘭 đ˜žđ˜°đ˜łđ˜Źđ˜Šđ˜„ đ˜¶đ˜± đ˜ąđ˜­đ˜łđ˜Šđ˜ąđ˜„đ˜ș. đ˜ đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜ł 𝘾đ˜Șđ˜Żđ˜„đ˜°đ˜ž đ˜Łđ˜Šđ˜”đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł 𝘣𝘩 /đ˜ąđ˜€đ˜€đ˜Șđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜­đ˜­đ˜ș/ đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜§đ˜” đ˜°đ˜±đ˜Šđ˜Ż đ˜”đ˜°đ˜Żđ˜„đ˜ąđ˜ș”
â€œđ˜œđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜Ș𝘭 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Šđ˜Ż, đ˜ đ˜°đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Ž đ˜ąđ˜Żđ˜„ đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Ž 𝘰𝘯𝘭đ˜ș đ˜›đ˜ąđ˜Šđ˜©đ˜șđ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜šâ€
Jungkook drops his head and squeals, pink and heated; wondering how would he be stealing his father’s robe again. He was about to turn back to the front page and read the letter again when he noticed the P.S.
“𝘗.𝘚. 𝘐 𝘾𝘱𝘮 đ˜©đ˜°đ˜±đ˜Ș𝘯𝘹 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶ /đ˜ąđ˜€đ˜€đ˜Șđ˜„đ˜Šđ˜Żđ˜”đ˜ąđ˜­đ˜­đ˜ș/ 𝘱𝘭𝘮𝘰 đ˜§đ˜°đ˜łđ˜šđ˜Šđ˜” đ˜”đ˜° 𝘹𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘼 đ˜șđ˜°đ˜¶đ˜łđ˜Žđ˜Šđ˜­đ˜§ đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮 đ˜”đ˜Ș𝘼𝘩.”
With a scandalized gasp, Jungkook jolts. He looks up to see that his father’s glasses were no longer on the table.
“What scoundrel could write such a scurrilous letter to a woman?” demanded his father, adjusting his glasses. Jungkook flinched and turned, horrified to see his father standing behind her and staring down at the letter, beads of sweat appearing on his freshly alummed upperlip.
“Don't ask me,” he shrugged coolly, as he casually folded the letter, and slid it into the envelope— address side downwards.
“I know she is a grown woman now, but today I would keep Jihyo in my prayers lest she does something to upset our religion.” He smiles when his father pats his head proudly before walking away.
“𝘗.𝘗.𝘚— 𝘔đ˜ș đ˜·đ˜Șđ˜č𝘩𝘯 đ˜Łđ˜Šđ˜”đ˜”đ˜Šđ˜ł đ˜Żđ˜°đ˜” đ˜­đ˜Šđ˜” đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Š đ˜±đ˜łđ˜¶đ˜Żđ˜Š đ˜šđ˜Šđ˜” 𝘱 𝘮đ˜Șđ˜šđ˜©đ˜” 𝘰𝘧 đ˜”đ˜©đ˜Ș𝘮.”
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