Chapter - 68

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Yoongi had been right not to call. If that had been the response to his message, he didn't even want to imagine what they had told him on the phone. Pure rudeness, surely. His sex life with Jungkook had been the talk of the group for a while, and he hoped that when he told them the news in more depth, they would forget about it for a while, although that was waiting too long. When dinner was ready, everyone gathered around the table and discussed different topics. Of course, the hottest and juiciest topic had been the discovery they had made about Lee's plans, giving them a slight idea of ​​what they had to do to thwart their plans and prevent the tree from dying a second time.

"Remember that you have to be sure of every step you are going to take. Both you and those around you." The woman advised him.

"I know, Mom. Nothing is clear yet, they are just ideas. We won't do anything until we have it confirmed." Jungkook assured her as he filled his mouth with more meat.

"I was referring to the war. The decisions you make will make the difference between life and death."

Yoongi swallowed at the silence that had settled in the dining room. No one dared to move, all of them watching Jungkook and his mother, who were communicating with their eyes.

"I'm aware of that, Mom." Jungkook finally said.

"Are you sure? Because you are getting carried away by the excitement of having discovered something new when you don't even know if it is to be trusted. It could be a trap."

Jungkook took a deep breath, buying time to think and calm down before speaking. "I know, Mom. That's why I said we wouldn't do anything until we were sure."

"I just want you to understand that this is not something that can be changed, that everything you do will have consequences that don't seem important now, but that later will be significant. This is not like a game where your character is resurrected until you defeat the bad ending."

"Honey ..." Jungkook's father spoke with one hand on his wife's.

"Do you think this is a game for me? Do you really think that? After all this time?" Jungkook asked indignantly, but keeping the same tone of voice.

Yoongi winced inside at Jungkook's apparent calm, knowing full well that inside he was pissed off and hurt. Jungkook's mother seemed to realize the mistake she had made, but it was too late to withdraw her words.

"Why don't we calm down a bit? Mom sure didn't mean that." Said the older brother, trying to calm the atmosphere.

"Surely yes." Jungkook blurted out as he got up from the table.

"Where are you going?" His brother asked him.

"To my room. I've lost my appetite." And then he left the dining room to go to his room, his footsteps echoing in the silence that enveloped the room.

Jungkook's father let out a sigh, perhaps because he held his breath during the mother-son conversation, or perhaps because he could not avoid the outcome that had taken place. The mother was resting her forehead on one hand and with her eyes closed, probably regretting her words, and with her other son at her side trying to comfort her. Yoongi had also lost his appetite, not only because of the conversation but because of how he felt through their bond. Jungkook needed him, even if he hadn't asked.

"I understand your concern," Yoongi spoke suddenly. He hadn't planned on it, but since he started, he might as well end, "but Jungkook has never seen this as a game. When he told me the truth about gems, he was afraid, because he thought he would reject him outright. But he took a risk and told me something very important about his life, something that is part of him. He may not show it, but he's scared too. I know you have said it like a mother who is worried about her son, but I think the words have not been the most accurate."

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