TWO FATHER'S. ONE FAMILY. (Taekook) (Namjin) (Yoonminseok)
Introduction
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Name: Kim Taehyung
Age: 31
Profession: CEO, Kim’s Hotels
Status: Divorced
Children: Twin sons (5 years old)
Personality: Reserved, disciplined, emotionally guarded
Known for: Being a powerful hotelier
Not known for: The man he used to be
To the world, Kim Taehyung is successful, sharp, and unreachable.
At home, he is quieter. Tired. Always rushing somewhere.
There are parts of his life he no longer speaks about—
and parts he refuses to look back at.
Name: Jeon Jungkook
Age: 30
Profession: Former hotelier
Status: Widower
Child: One daughter (5 years old)
Personality: Calm, observant, deeply devoted
Known for: Walking away from everything
Not known for: Why he did
Jeon Jungkook lives a life that ended once—and restarted differently.
He no longer chases success.
He no longer misses evenings.
Some choices change a man forever,
and Jungkook chose home.
Name: Kim Namjoon
Age: 33
Profession: Lawyer
Relation: Taehyung’s elder brother
Personality: Calm, observant, steady
Known for: Always knowing the law
Not known for: How often he bends it for family
Namjoon speaks carefully.
He listens more than he talks.
Some battles he fights in court—
others, silently, for his brother.
Name: Kim Seokjin
Age: 32
Profession: Personal Assistant
Works for: Jung Hoseok
Formerly: Jeon Jungkook
Personality: Sharp, composed, quietly caring
Known for: Keeping things running
Not known for: Why he stayed
Jin remembers everything.
Schedules. Habits. Absences.
Some roles end,
but some connections don’t.
Name: Min Yoongi
Age: 33
Profession: Owner of a bar chain
Personality: Quiet, blunt, protective
Known for: Late nights and honest words
Not known for: What he feels
Yoongi understands silence.
He prefers it.
But there are people who make him stay longer than planned.
Name: Jung Hoseok
Age: 30
Profession: Managing Director, Jeon’s Hotels
Relation: Jungkook’s elder twin
Personality: Warm, disciplined, resilient
Known for: Holding everything together
Not known for: What it cost him
Hoseok chose responsibility when others walked away.
A broken heart didn’t stop him—
it only taught him how to care better.
Especially for his brother.
Especially for a little girl who calls him family.
Name: Park Jimin
Age: 31
Profession: Executive Secretary
Relation: Taehyung’s childhood friend
Personality: Soft-spoken, emotionally perceptive
Known for: Loyalty
Not known for: His feelings
Jimin has been standing beside Taehyung for years.
Professionally. Personally.
Some confessions are harder than deadlines.
So he keeps his heart where no one asks questions.
They are not just side characters.
They are witnesses.
To loss. To love. To what comes after.
Name: Kim Taemin
Age: 5
Parent: Kim Taehyung
Personality: Quiet, observant, sensitive
Likes: Coloring inside the lines, holding hands
Hates: Loud goodbyes
Taemin notices things before others do.
He waits.
Especially at gates.
Name: Kim Taeyul
Age: 5
Parent: Kim Taehyung
Personality: Curious, talkative, fearless
Likes: Running fast, asking questions
Hates: Being told “later”
Taeyul believes promises are meant to be kept.
He remembers every one of them.
Name: Jeon Jungyeon
Age: 5
Parent: Jeon Jungkook
Personality: Bright, affectionate, emotionally aware
Likes: Ribbons, races, calling people “uncle”
Hates: Seeing others cry
Jungyeon learned early that love can disappear.
So she gives hers easily.
They do not know the weight their fathers carry.
They only know how to reach for hands.
And sometimes,
that’s enough to bring people together.
Author
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Kim Seokjin
and also love ❤
Promises We Almost Keep
Morning at the Kim mansion was never quiet.
Kim Minyoung
“Taemin, stop running!”
“Taeyul, your shoes—where are your shoes?!”
Two identical boys darted across the room, laughter echoing through the wide halls as sports uniforms lay abandoned on sofas and chairs. Excitement buzzed in the air—today was their sports day. A day they had been counting down to for weeks.
Kim Min Young stood in the middle of the chaos, calm and smiling, adjusting collars, fixing crooked socks, tying laces with practiced ease.
Kim Minyoung
“One at a time,” *said gently, though her eyes softened when she noticed where their attention kept drifting.*
Toward the door.
Toward the stairs.
Toward their father.
Kim Taemin
“Halmeoni,” *asked quietly,* “Appa will come, right?”
Kim Taeyul
*Looked up immediately, hope shining bright in his eyes.* “He promised last time too.”
Kim Minyoung
*Paused for just a second before smiling again.* “Finish getting ready first, hm?”
Kim Taehyung stood near the window, phone pressed to his ear, already dressed in a crisp suit. His reflection stared back at him—CEO, hotelier, successful… and late. Again. Meetings filled his schedule, notifications piling up faster than he could breathe.
Kim Taehyung
“Move the meeting to the afternoon,” *said softly into the phone, already knowing the answer.*
He ended the call and walked toward his sons, kneeling in front of them. He adjusted Taeyul’s cap, straightened Taemin’s shirt, hands warm and familiar.
Kim Taehyung
“I’ll try to come,” *said gently.* “I promise, I’ll try.”
The word try hung in the air.
Kim Taemin
*Smile wavered*
Kim Taeyul
*Looked down, nodding slowly like he already understood what that word usually meant.*
Kim Taemin
“Okay, Appa,” *said, forcing cheer into his voice.*
Kim Seo Joon, standing near the doorway, watched the scene quietly. A successful businessman himself, he knew that look too well—the look of wanting to be everywhere at once and failing anyway.
Kim Seojoon
“They’re ready,” *said calmly, stepping in.* “We’ll take them.”
Taehyung stood, guilt settling heavy in his chest as Taemin and Taeyul picked up their bags, excitement still there… just quieter now.
Kim Taeyul
*As they left, turned back once.*
“Appa… you’ll really try, right?”
Kim Taehyung
*Smiled.* “Always.”
The door closed behind them.
And the house felt far too quiet.
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Name: Kim Seo Joon
Age: 57
Taehyung's father
Kim Seo Joon believed in structure.
Discipline. Legacy. Continuation.
He had built his life the same way he built businesses—carefully, traditionally, without room for unnecessary risks.
He loved his son, even when he didn’t understand him.
He adored his grandsons, fiercely and without condition.
After the divorce, Seo Joon spoke often about starting again.
A new marriage. A fresh beginning. The “right” way forward.
Some conversations ended in silence.
Others never reached an ending at all.
Change made him uncomfortable.
But losing family scared him more—though he would never say that out loud.
Name: Kim Min Young
Age: 55
Taehyung's Mother
Kim Min Young noticed everything.
The way Taehyung worked too much.
The way the twins looked toward doors that stayed closed.
The way conversations carefully avoided certain truths.
She loved her son deeply.
She loved her grandsons even more openly.
Marriage, to her, meant safety. Stability. A life that looked complete from the outside. After the divorce, she often spoke gently—but persistently—about remarriage.
Some things, she believed, were better left unspoken.
Some feelings, easier ignored.
She worried about what society would say.
About what was normal.
About what was acceptable.
Yet every time she looked at Taehyung, she wondered—quietly—if love was ever meant to fit inside rules.
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Morning came gently in Jungkook's house.
No rushing footsteps.
No shouting voices.
Just the soft hum of the kettle and the sound of a small spoon tapping against a bowl.
Jeon Jungkook crouched near the sofa, carefully tying the laces of tiny sports shoes. His movements were slow, deliberate—like he was afraid of missing even a second. A little girl sat in front of him, legs swinging, sports uniform slightly oversized.
Jeon Jungkook
“Too tight?” *asked.*
jeon jungyeon
*Shook her head quickly.* “No, Appa.”
He smiled, a small one, reserved just for her.
Her hair was neatly tied, ribbon perfectly placed. Jungkook had practiced that part for days. He always did now—practiced things he once took for granted.
Jeon Jungkook
“You’re excited?” *asked, brushing invisible dust off her knees.*
jeon jungyeon
*Nodded eagerly.* “You’ll stay the whole time, right?”
Jeon Jungkook
“Yes,” *said without hesitation.* “I’ll be there.”
There was no try in his promise.
She beamed, satisfied, hopping off the sofa to grab her water bottle. The house carried traces of her—drawings on the fridge, tiny shoes by the door, a quiet warmth that hadn’t existed before.
Jeon Jungkook
*Glanced at the clock.*
Once, mornings like this would’ve meant rushing calls, unread emails, meetings he couldn’t afford to miss. Once, he had chosen work first—every time.
Jeon Jungkook
*Picked up her bag, slinging it over his shoulder with practiced ease. When she reached for his hand, he laced their fingers together instinctively, grounding himself in the warmth.*
jeon jungyeon
*As they stepped outside, sunlight spilling onto the porch, looked up at him.*
“Appa?”
Jeon Jungkook
“Yes, baby?”
jeon jungyeon
*Smiled.* “I’ll win today.”
Jeon Jungkook
*Smiled back, heart tightening in a familiar way.*
“I know you will.”
Jeon Jungkook
*bents down and pecks her forehead*
jeon jungyeon
*smiles and pecks her appa's cheek*
Jeon Jungkook
*smiles and gets up*
He locked the door behind them, leaving the quiet house untouched.
Some promises were kept not because they were easy—
but because losing them once was enough.
Jeon Jungkook
and also love ❤
Running for Each Other
The school corridors were louder than usual—tiny footsteps running back and forth, whistles blowing, colorful ribbons everywhere.
Taemin and Taeyul stood near the lockers, already dressed in their sports uniforms, their excitement slowly fading into quiet disappointment.
jeon jungyeon
*Noticed it immediately.*
jeon jungyeon
*Tilted her head, her ponytail swaying as she walked up to them.*
“Why do you both look like that?” *asked gently*
Kim Taemin
*Shrugged, eyes fixed on the floor.*
Kim Taeyul
“Our appa said he’ll try to come,” *added softly, as if saying it too loudly might hurt more.*
jeon jungyeon
*Frowned—not in confusion, but in understanding,stepped closer and held their hands, one in each.*
“Maybe he’s planning a surprise," *said with a small, hopeful smile.*
“My appa does that sometimes.”
The twins looked at her, hope flickering briefly in their eyes.
Kim Taemin
“Really?” *asked.*
jeon jungyeon
*Nodded confidently.*
“Really. Appas are like that.”
The three of them hugged—small arms wrapped tightly together, as if that alone could fill the empty space.
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The sports ground buzzed with energy. Parents lined the sidelines, clapping, cheering, calling out their children’s names. Laughter mixed with nervous excitement.
jeon jungyeon
*scanned the crowd the moment she stepped onto the field.*
Jeon Jungkook stood near the front, sleeves rolled up, smiling openly—his eyes finding her instantly. He waved, clapping loudly, cheering as if nothing else in the world mattered.
jeon jungyeon
*Face lit up.
She waved back enthusiastically, her heart full.*
Beside her, Taemin and Taeyul searched too.
Their eyes moved from face to face—hopeful, expectant.
But they only found familiar ones.
Kim Minyoung
*Smiled warmly at them, waving with both hands.*
Kim Seojoon
*Clapped proudly, calling out their names*.
Kim Namjoon
“Taemin! Taeyul!”
Kim Namjoon stepped forward, tall and reassuring, crouching slightly so they could see him better. He smiled wide, arms opening for them.
Kim Namjoon
“I’m here,” *said gently.* “I’ll cheer extra loud today.”
The twins ran to him immediately, hugging his legs, and for a moment they laughed—comforted, supported, loved.
But even as they smiled, their eyes drifted back to the entrance of the ground.
A father’s place…
was still empty.
Kim Namjoon
*Watched them quietly, smile softening, heart heavy with understanding.*
Because no matter how many people showed up—
nothing could replace Appa.
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The whistle blew sharply, and the relay teams lined up.
Taemin stood at the starting line, baton clutched tightly in his small hands. Taeyul waited a little ahead, eyes fixed on the track. Jungyeon stood last—bouncing slightly on her toes, energy spilling out of her.
Taemin ran when the whistle blew—but his steps were hesitant. His legs moved, but his heart wasn’t in it. The cheers around him felt distant. He handed the baton to Taeyul, who tried harder, ran faster—but not fast enough.
Their team was already falling behind.
From the sidelines, Jungkook’s smile slowly faded into concern. His eyes followed Taemin and Taeyul closely.
The quiet sadness. The missing encouragement.
Jeon Jungkook
“She hates losing,” *murmured under his breath, worry tightening his chest—not for Jungyeon, but for the twins.*
Near him, the Kim family watched too.
Kim Minyoung
*Clasped her hands together anxiously.*
Kim Seojoon
*Leaned forward, eyes soft.*
Kim Namjoon
*Said nothing—but he understood.*
They all knew why the twins were slow today.
The baton reached Jungyeon’s hands.
jeon jungyeon
*Eyes flicked once toward Taemin and Taeyul—faces tense, shoulders slumped.*
jeon jungyeon
*Tightened her grip and ran.*
Not just fast—determined.
Her small legs moved quicker than anyone expected, feet barely touching the ground. She overtook one team… then another. The cheers grew louder, louder, until—
Jeon Jungkook
“She’s leading!”
Jeon Jungkook
*Straightened instantly, pride flooding his face.*
“That’s my girl!”
The finish line rushed toward her, and Jungyeon crossed it first.
Before anyone could say anything, Taemin and Taeyul ran straight to her. Jungyeon dropped the baton, laughing, breathless—and the three of them collided into a tight hug.
jeon jungyeon
“We won!” *laughed.*
Kim Taemin
*Smiled for the first time that day.*
Kim Taeyul
*Nodded, holding onto her sleeve like he never wanted to let go.*
From the sidelines, applause broke out.
The Kim family clapped with full hearts—not just for the win, but for her.
For how she ran not for herself—but for them.
And Jungkook watched it all, chest aching softly, realizing something he hadn’t expected—
Sometimes, the strongest support comes from the smallest hearts.
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