Present Time

My thoughts raged like wildfire. Here I am walking down the dark streets of London at two in the morning with a cigarette between my lips. I inhale and exhale, creating a puff of smoke in the air. I continued walking, my steps keeping steady. The clacking sound of my Jimmy Choo shoes were the only echoes audible.

And then I stopped.

There he is at the far end of the street. The person I've been dying to meet. His shadow casts far and wide. Slowly, he approached coolly with style, as his shadow gradually grew closer. He stood a couple steps away, leaving an arms length between us. I puff a cloud of smoke into his face as he stared directly into my eyes, piercing through my soul. I dropped the cigarette bud and kick it sideway, my attention diverting back to the person before me.

"Hello, brother" his dark raspy voice send chills to my eardrum. "Looks like you're just as badass as I am"

I scoffed at his remark. "What do you want?"

"I want to applaud you, that's all"

"You made me come all the way here for that?"

"Of course!" He chuckled. "You done well. You made our family name proud, kookie"

"... It wasn't my decision. Now can I go?"

"Admit it. Twins think alike. That's the reason why you have twins as your best friends, didn't you? To study their behavior? And then you even managed to make the most handsome actor and boss fall in love with you?" He paused to pat my back. "And look, nobody doubted you cause of your sweet innocent angelic face"

"..."

Even in the silence of the night, a weeping sound can be heard from the corner of the wall. The person stepped out, revealing himself.

"Oh look" my twin brother pointed at the back, "We have an unwanted guest"

"... Is that all true?"

"... Wait listen" I took a step forward. My heart died a little observing the shattered expression of the other.

"You can drop your act, you bloody bastard"

"See" my older brother walked towards the familiar figure. "What did I say.. Kookie never did love you from the start"

"He's lying!"

"But I do" he brushed his lips on the other's ear.

"You asshole!" I advanced forward to throw a flying punch to my twin brother but the familiar figure defended him, pushing me harshly to the ground.

"The real asshole is you. Not him"

"No dude" my older twin tapped his shoulder twice and punched him uppercut style. "You're the asshole all along"

Taehyung laid on the cold ground with blood dripping out his mouth. He clenched his teeth, hissing in pain. My brother helped me off the ground and we both stared down piercingly at him. Out of the blue, he lets out a maniacal laugh. "You fools" he laughed even louder and louder, his evil expression becoming apparent. "It took you long enough"

"Shut up" my brother punched his stomach causing him to vomit blood. "Shall I do the storytelling or should you?" He bend down to level with Taehyung. "Aww you know what? You look so pathetic right now. Let me do it" he tapped his cheeks twice and harshly pushed it to the side, I could hear his bones crack. He stood up to spill the entire truth.

"What the heck is going on?" I finally butted in. "I'm confused. Someone-"

"Someone is going to tell you everything and that is me so listen well, brother"

That son of a bitch is a hoax. A liar. How do I know? I've been watching over you since you were a teenager, Kookie. He shot our father when he was 16 which means we were 14 back then. What you didn't know.. I was in London all along. Dad and I flew back here when I was 13. If I wasn't, how can dad actually have a career here, correct? He is an extra character but obviously, since he's shot dead. You never get a chance to see dad on TV. I was devastated. Mum felt even worse. She's miserable. She didn't let you know any of these because she didn't want you to feel the grief we felt. She didn't tell you I was here because she said to me: Everytime I mention your name to Kookie, his eyes would rage in flames and he goes to his room and slam the door shut. From there, I held back my desire. My desire to meet you and whisper a million of I miss you to your ears letting those three words immerse deep in your eardrums, so you'll remember it forever. Kookie.. I-

"Continue" I was crying but I needed to know the entire truth. "Please.. Just continue"

I've been watching your every move. At this point, you can call me a stalker or if you wanna see it positively, your guardian angel looking after you, saving you from danger. When you turned 18, you had the twins as your best friend. I noticed how happy you were but at times, you'll frown and stare blankly into space. And each time I notice you taking out your wallet and looking down at something which made you smile.

"It-it's a photo of us when we were babies" I interrupted. He broke a gentle smile and move towards me to wipe away my tears. "Don't cry, Kookie"

Taehyung managed to get up. "Aww what is this? A sibling reunion?" He scoffed. "Let me cut the story short. I killed your father. I knew the gun was loaded. I shot him. Your mum died cause of pill overdose which is partly cause of me too. I toyed with your feelings. I never was once a play toy. My stepmother didn't abuse me. I made it up. Those red lines you see on my back? Eric did it to me. Oh wait? Yes I was a play toy but I was Eric's. And when we were held captive.. Notice how I wasn't hurt at all? And how Eric inflicted all the pain at you? Eric was never in jail. You were fooled, Jungkook. Or wait, should I call you Kookie? That's your real name, isn't it? Everything. Every fucking thing! Was what I plotted. I hate you Jeon people. You disgust me. I want every single one of you dead, dead! Your dad was close to exposing who I truly am. I had to shoot him before he spilled the beans. Now it's your twin who wants to expose me? Oh too bad. You can't outplay me. Guess he has to die too" he took out a pistol from his back and pointed it at Jungkook, my older twin brother.

"Wait!" I shielded my twin brother. "We did nothing wrong at all! What do you mean by exposing you? Who the fuck are you!"

"I'm Kim Taehyung, the psychopath"

"... What the"

He was close to pulling the trigger. Halfway through. I tried to coax him. Nothing works. Three quarter through. Just one extra move and our brains bursts to bits and pieces.

"Nobody is dying tonight" another mature voice intervened. He had a gun too and he was pointing it at Taehyung.

"E-Eric?" I stuttered.

"Eric my man, you're aiming at the wrong person" Eric reloaded his gun. "Oh no, I got the right man alright"

At this rate, I've no idea what the heck is going on. Taehyung pointing the gun to my twin brother, Eric pointing his to Taehyung and I'm the shield.

"Round up, boys!" Eric shouted and a pool of police officers surrounded us. "You're under arrest, Kim Taehyung" the other officers handcuffed him.

"I'll get you one day, Jeons. One fucking day!" He screamed at the top of his lungs. The police officers asked him to hush and they pushed him into the police car that just arrived.

"Thank you, Jungkook. For pinpointing their exact location" Eric thanked my older twin brother. "No problem, officer"

"But how? Wha- what the hell?"

Eric chuckled. "Bad guy, good cop. Get it?"

"So you're a.. Cop? Wow... I'm.. So.."

"Ive been undercover all these while but hey sorry for the times i hurt you. I had to made it realistic" he smiled apologetically. I was still mindblown but I'm grateful, no beyond thrilled, that this was all over. I wouldn't say I'm not hurt but I'm glad I chose family over that sicko.

I turned to my older twin brother and popped the same question I did before. "What are you? A private investigator?"

"Even better. I'm flawless in everything I do" he cheekily grinned. "Actually nah. I am a private investigator and I've been in cahoots with Eric to solve this case"

"Case? Ugh wait. So I had sex with a criminal?" My face crumpled thinking of the moments I did it with him. "Oh yes you did. How many times has it been?" He teased.

I playfully punched his shoulder. We both thanked Eric for his extraordinary performance and bid farewell.

"Hey"

"Yes?"

"We did it, Kookie. We avenged our parents"

"Yes. Yes we did"

The both of us gaze up the sky. "Mum dad, hope you rest in peace now"

We both looked at each other and he said, "Ohana"

"Means family" I continued.

"Family means"

"Nobody gets left behind"

"Or forgotten" He completed the sentence.

"You're my Ohana, Kookie. I love you" he hugged me tight and whispered a million of 'I miss you' to my ear and yes indeed, it already has its effects.

"Hey come on" I softly pushed him back. "We aren't babies anymore"

"Oh yes we are" he back hugged me like he did when we were little and cheered. "I wuv Kookie!"

I replied. "I wuv Jungkook!"

"Let's go back to Busan?"

"Yes let's. Cause that's where-" he cut me off to finish off the sentence.

"That's where our Ohana exists"

- End -

A/N: Yay I did it. Another book completed. Thank God. Is it weird that I ship Jungkookie? Thank you guys for supporting this book! I hope the ending was something different and unexpected. Thanks again guys, this book wouldn't be possible without your support. Stay Golden❤️