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It was the next morning after breakfast when I met other Jungkook’s brothers. I was still shocked by our night talk.
~Flashback~
“Is your whole family gay?” I muttered with my head down, not looking him in the eyes.
“Well…..” he coughed and looked away from me too, “kinda.”
“What?!” I was shocked. “Your parents were enough for me, but the WHOLE family? Are you kidding?!”
“Please, be a little bit quiet,” he hissed.
Jungkook’s eyes darted nervously, ensuring no one overheard our conversation. Clearly, he didn’t want this topic to be public knowledge. I could see the conflict in his expression, torn between wanting to confide in me and protecting his family’s privacy.
“I know it sounds unusual,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “But it’s not as simple as it seems. My brothers and I… we all have different experiences with our identities.”
Curiosity mingled with apprehension as I leaned closer, eager to hear more. There was something about the vulnerability in Jungkook’s voice that compelled me to understand him better.
“J-Hope and Suga, my older brothers,” he continued, “they’re not just brothers by blood but also by choice. They’ve been together for years, even before their debut as part of BTS.”
A mix of surprise and admiration washed over me. I had always sensed a special bond between J-Hope and Suga, but never did I imagine it went beyond friendship. It was beautiful to witness such a deep connection within a family.
“But it wasn’t always easy for them,” Jungkook added, a hint of sadness in his eyes. “Society can be harsh, especially towards those who don’t conform to its norms. They faced their fair share of challenges and prejudice but never let it define them. They fought for their love and paved the way for others.”
My heart swelled with respect for J-Hope and Suga. Their journey had been far from easy, yet they remained unapologetically true to themselves. I couldn’t help but feel privileged to have a glimpse into their lives, courtesy of Jungkook’s trust.
“They taught me that love knows no boundaries,” Jungkook said softly. “They’ve shown me that it’s okay to be who you are, even if it means going against the grain. And that’s why I wanted to share their story with you because you deserve to know the truth about my family.”
I reached out and placed my hand on Jungkook’s, offering him a reassuring squeeze. “Thank you for opening up to me,” I whispered. “I appreciate your trust, and I’m honoured to be a part of your life, no matter what.”
A small smile graced his lips, relief evident in his eyes. It was a moment of connection, a bond formed between us as we shared the secret of his family’s love. Together, we navigated the complexities of acceptance and understanding, realizing that love came in all forms, transcending societal boundaries.
As we sat quietly, the weight of our conversation lingered in the air. The world seemed a little brighter, knowing that in the face of adversity, love could flourish and inspire others. And with each passing day, I became more grateful for the privilege of knowing the extraordinary family that was Jungkook’s.
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