Chapter Fifty-Two "Phoenix in His Arms"

 

Jungkook’s Justification

After an eternity of sleep, Jungkook finally dragged himself out of bed, yawning as he stretched. After getting ready for university, Jungkook finally trudged downstairs, his hair still slightly damp from his shower.

The warm scent of breakfast filled the air, making his stomach growl as he stepped into the dining room. With a lazy yawn, he plopped down at the table, rubbing his eyes before reaching for his chopsticks.

Mrs. Kim smiled as she set a plate in front of him. "Good morning, Kookie. You look well-rested."

Jungkook grinned as he took his first bite. "Morning, Momma and Dada. Yeah, I slept great."

Mr. Kim chuckled knowingly. "I bet you did."

Jungkook paused, blinking in confusion. "What?"

Mrs. Kim sat beside him, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "So, how was last night? You seemed quite... determined to teach Taehyung a lesson."

At the mention of Taehyung, Jungkook perked up, grinning mischievously. "Oh! I totally punished Hyung for letting that annoying Professor Jenny cling to him. He deserved it! I mean, Hyung always punishes me when I do something wrong, so it’s only fair, right?"

Mr. Kim let out a small laugh. "I see. So you believe in equal treatment, huh?"

Jungkook nodded enthusiastically, stuffing his mouth with food. "Of course! Hyung has to understand that I won’t just let anyone get too close to him. It’s my responsibility to protect him from bad people. He’s too reserved to say when he’s uncomfortable, so I have to be the one to keep an eye on things."

Mrs. Kim cooed, pinching his cheek. "Our Kookie is so responsible."

Jungkook beamed under the praise, completely missing the sly exchange of glances between his parents.

Mr. Kim leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "Well, I suppose that means you’ll continue to ‘punish’ Taehyung if he misbehaves?"

Jungkook shrugged. "Obviously. Someone has to keep him in check."

Mrs. Kim giggled. "Oh, don’t worry, sweetheart. We fully support your method of discipline."

Jungkook’s innocent smile remained, oblivious to the teasing edge in his mother’s voice. He simply continued eating, nodding to himself. "Good. I’ll make sure he doesn’t let anyone cling to him like that again."

Mr. Kim sipped his coffee, shaking his head in amusement. "Oh, Taehyung is in trouble."

Mrs. Kim smirked. "Yes, and he has no idea what’s coming."

Jungkook finished his meal, feeling refreshed and victorious from last night’s events. He stretched, popping his joints, before turning to his parents with a bright grin. "I really taught Hyung a lesson yesterday," he announced proudly, puffing out his chest.

Mr. Kim chuckled, exchanging a knowing look with his wife. "Hmm, and how did he take his punishment?"

Jungkook waved his hand dismissively. "Oh, he was totally speechless. He kept trying to get free, but nope! I made sure he stayed put."

Mrs. Kim giggled. "Well, it’s important to set boundaries. You did the right thing, Kookie."

Jungkook grinned, pleased with himself, and grabbed his bag. "I should head to the university now. My first lecture is long, and guess what? It’s none other than Professor Kim’s class."

Mr. Kim smirked. "Oh, I’m sure it’ll be an interesting lecture today."

Jungkook groaned dramatically. "It’s going to be torture! But I’ll survive."

Mrs. Kim patted his cheek. "You always do, sweetheart."

With a final wave, Jungkook walked out, heading toward the university. He had no idea that his so-called ‘punishment’ had left Taehyung in a state of complete chaos. And with Taehyung being his professor, today’s lecture was about to be far more intense than he expected.

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