Hey everyone💜

Hope you like my this book it's toptae bottom koo Book totally fanfiction this book not claim anything related to real world I do respect and love bts from bottom of my heart,.... it's my imagination and it's boys love book a bl story if you not feel comfortable u are free to leave. And I only write happy endings Also, I don’t show them having any  love relationship or skinship with anyone beside of Taekook.

Taekook only.

other members of bts.

Boy&Boy.

Arrange marriage.

Soft koo.

Cold taehyung.

Fluff.

Sumt.

Romence.

Age gap between taekook. ( 7 years)

Family drama.

Little agnst.

Action.

Villain.

No cheating.

No rape.

No self-harm.

Slow burn.

English is not my first language hope you understand.

Please don't copy my book on any other platform or in language or report my book if you don't like it leave it you are free to go simple.

...Introduction....

...Kim Taehyung ...

28 years old. Owner of top company V corporation in Korea live in Seoul, Cold, have anger issue, don't like to repeat his self, respect his parents Hyung so much, Jimin is his best friend. People say he doesn't know about emotions always emotionless.

...Jeon Jungkook ...

21 years old.Live with his father and step-mother and step-sister in a village He is bubbly, fluffy bunny, totally talk box, like to drowing he is so kind always help people and animals around him.

He really scared to his father, he lost his mother when she gave birth of him, his father hate him.

...Kim namjoon ...

Wife name Kim seokjin, Have two son Yoongi and Taehyung Love his family more then himself.

...Kim seokjin ...

Husband name Kim Namjoon, Mother of Yoongi and Taehyung Love his family so much.

...Min Yoongi ...

30 years old. Married to Jimin, CEO of Kim corporation (He took over his grenade mother surname min)

...Min Jimin ...

28 years old. Married to yoongi.

He is a singer. He studied with Taehyung at the same University he is Taehyung's Best friend.

...Jung Hoseok...

29 years old.Taehyung Secretary and close friend

His boyfriend is Jackson Wang, Tae treat him as his Hyung, He cares for Taehyung as his younger brother.

Jackson Wang

30 years old. Hoseok boyfriend

Work in Kim corporation. Min Yoongi and Taehyung friend.

...Jeon's ...

Mr. Jeon, he is a farmer, he lives in Busan Village with his second wife and daughter whom he love so much but he hate his son Jungkook,he thinks Jungkook like his mother useless.

Mrs jeon she was in relationship with Mr. Jeon when his wife was pregnant

After Jungkook's mother death she gets married to Mr. Jeon he doesn't like Jungkook and treat him like housemaid.

...Why Are You So Cold...

...Why are you so cold, baby, why?...

...Did the stars forget our sky?...

...Your silence echoes through my chest,...

...Stealing the peace that once could rest....

...Was it something I couldn't see?...

...Or have you simply outgrown me?...

...I search your words, I read your eyes,...

...Looking for love between the truth....

...I don't need forever today,...

...Just one warm smile to light my way....

...One "I'm here" could heal this soul,...

...And make this broken heart feel whole....

...If distance built this wall so high,...

...I'll wait beneath the empty sky....

...Because even in the coldest night,...

...My heart still holds your name so tight....

...So tell me, baby... if love remains,...

...I'll dance with joy, I'll bear the pain....

...But don't leave me wondering why...

...Why are you so cold, baby... why?...

"Such a useless fool! Can't you do one thing properly? Do you have any idea how much money I've spent on you? And yet you can't even cook right! You are the very definition of useless. Let me teach you a lesson," Mrs. Jeon snapped, striking Jungkook with a stick.

"Aunty, I'll do better next time, I promise. Please forgive me... I swear I didn't put extra chili or salt in the curry. I don't know how it happened," Jungkook pleaded, trying to shield himself from the blows.

"Oh, so now you're talking back to me? Just wait until your father gets home. I'll tell him everything and then he'll throw you out of this house!" she shouted.

"No... no, Aunty, please don't tell him. He'll be so angry. Please give me one more chance. I'll do everything right this time," Jungkook begged, his voice trembling.

"Fine. I'm giving you one last chance. Go wash the laundry, water the plants, and go to the farm. Ji Yeun will want fruits in the evening. Finish everything before your father comes home. Now get out of my sight, you pathetic fool," she barked, tossing the stick aside and sitting down to eat.

Jungkook nodded silently and dragged himself toward the laundry area.

"Mom, the food tasted fine... why did you hit him?" Ji Yeun, Jungkook's stepsister, asked, confused.

"Keep quiet. It's been more than five days since I last disciplined him. That's enough. If I don't keep him under control, he'll stop listening to us. It's important he stays afraid. Otherwise, he'll stop doing the chores and he might even come between you and your father," Mrs. Jeon said casually, humming to herself as she continued eating.

"Okay, Mom. Now that old lady's gone, there's no one left to protect him," Ji Yeun said with a wicked grin.

"Exactly. She was a thorn in my side. I'm glad she's finally dead," Mrs. Jeon replied, laughing cruelly with her daughter.

"I'm going to make his life a living hell. Just wait and watch, darling," she added with a twisted smile.

That night, under the still black sky, while the rest of the Jeon household slept peacefully, someone sat wide awake, sobbing quietly beneath the stars.

It was Jungkook.

Just another normal day in his painful life.

"Why, Maa... why did you leave me here? They're so cruel to your Koo Koo. No one likes me. Appa hates me... Why, Eomma? Why did you take Grandma away too? She was the only one who cared about me. Now there's no one to protect me when Aunty beats me for no reason..."

A sad smile crept onto his face as he wiped his tears with the back of his hand, trying to stop the ache in his chest.

"I know no one loves me. Grandma was all I had... and now she's gone. Grandma, look what Stepmother did to me it hurts so much. Now that you're not here, who will put medicine on my bruises? Who will kiss the pain away? Tell me... You lied to me, just like Eomma did," Jungkook whispered into the night, speaking to the mother he never met and he will not be able to see his grandmother again.

He knew, deep down, that his broken cries would never receive a reply no matter how much he screamed or how many tears he shed.

"Maybe aunt was right... Maybe I really am useless. Maybe I don't deserve to live."

Jungkook had never felt this broken before. He cried himself to sleep on the cold, hard floor of his tiny room, surrounded by silence that screamed louder than any insult ever could.

That was Jungkook's life.

When his grandmother was alive, things weren't perfect, but at least there was someone who truly loved him. Someone who stood up for him. Just a few days ago, that kind old woman had finally lost her long battle with illness. Since then, the light in Jungkook's world had vanished, leaving nothing but darkness behind.

A broken soul Jeon Jungkook.

----

In another part of the Kim mansion, someone sat hunched over his laptop, typing furiously as if his life depended on it. His fingers moved nonstop until a sudden ache in his hand forced him to pause. He looked up, only to find his mother, no, the boss of the KIM household.... standing with his arms crossed over his chest, glaring at him.

"Taehyung, how many times do I have to tell you not to overwork yourself? Look at the time it's nearly 3:30 AM, and you're still not in bed. You've been working since 9:00 AM yesterday. That's enough now," Jin said, his voice laced with concern.

"Mom, why are you still awake? You know I'll sleep once I finish this," Taehyung replied, trying to smile. "Please take care of your health too or you'll end up with low blood pressure tomorrow."

"Don't lecture me on how to take care of myself, Taehyung," Jin said firmly, narrowing his eyes.

"How can a mother sleep peacefully when one of his children is still up at 3:00 am, working himself to exhaustion over some ridiculous office project?" Jin muttered, his tone softening as he approached Taehyung.

"Mom, listen to me, I" Taehyung started, but Jin cut him off and walked over to his bed.

"Go to sleep now, or I'll sit here until you do," Jin warned, leaving no room for argument.

With a resigned sigh, Taehyung closed his laptop and lay down. Jin gently pulled the blanket over him and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Sleep well, my little Taehyungie."

"I'm a 28-year-old man, Mom," Taehyung replied, his face expressionless.

"Shhh... No matter how old you get, Taehyung-ah, you'll always be the baby I gave birth to. Sleep tight, my child," Jin whispered, placing another kiss on his forehead and smiling as he watched Taehyung fall asleep within minutes, still holding his hand.

"And he says he's all grown up," Jin murmured with a fond smile. He gently slipped his hand out of Taehyung's grip, tucked it under the blanket, then turned off the table lamp and quietly left the room, making sure his son was resting peacefully.

"He was working until now?" Namjoon asked softly when he felt Jin wrap his arms around him.

"Yes," Jin confirmed with a sigh.

"Again this late?" Namjoon asked, concern creeping into his voice.

"He's your son exactly like you," Jin replied.

"I know. I used to be the same way... until I met you. Back then, work was the only way I knew how to survive," Namjoon said, reflecting on his younger self.

"Nam, I'm really worried about him. This isn't healthy. You and we got married when you were 24 and I was 23, after two years of dating. And now look at your son, he's already 28, turning 29 this year," Jin said, holding Namjoon tightly.

"Even Yoongi got married to Jimin when he was 24, just like us. You know how Taehyung is. I worry about his future so much," Jin continued, his voice trembling slightly.

"He'll find someone. Just give him time," Namjoon reassured, pulling Jin closer.

"But when, Nam? When will someone approach him or when will he finally let someone in?" Jin asked, his eyes searching Namjoon's face. "I'm scared for him. What if something happens to us? Who will take care of him then? Sure, Yoongi and Jimin love him like their own, but it's not fair to burden them."

"I understand, Jin. We'll talk to him. You're right it's time we help him find someone who can care for him, someone who can pull him out of his shell. I miss our bright, bubbly son so much," Namjoon said gently, pressing a kiss to Jin's palm.

"I'm with you. We'll do it together," Jin whispered, kissing Namjoon's cheek before finally falling asleep.

Namjoon watched his sleeping husband for a while, then turned his gaze to the family photo on the nightstand. Everyone was smiling in the picture except Taehyung. Though his face showed no expression, his eyes gave him away. There was happiness in them, the kind shared only during family moments. After all, Taehyung had learned from Namjoon how to mask his emotions and had mastered it completely.

"I'll find someone who will bring that light back into your eyes. I promise, my son," Namjoon whispered with determination, his eyes still on the photograph.

He pulled Jin closer and finally drifted off to sleep, holding his family close in his heart.

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"Taehyung, your mom and I want to talk to you," Namjoon said, his tone calm but serious.

Jin was gently holding Namjoon's arm. Yoongi and Jimin sat nearby in the living room, their expressions attentive.

Taehyung walked in, adjusting his watch.

"What's going on, Dad? I'm running late for work," he said, eyebrows slightly furrowed in confusion.

"Just sit down for a moment, son," Jin said softly.

"Alright, Mom," Taehyung replied, taking a seat on the sofa.

Namjoon leaned forward slightly, concern etched across his face.

"Taehyung, your mom and I have been worried about you. You're turning 29 this year, and you've never introduced anyone to us, not even a friend or someone you're close to. Are you dating someone? Is there someone you care about? If so, you can tell us. We're your parents, we'll always be on your side."

Taehyung sighed. His expression was calm but distant.

"No, Dad. I don't have time for relationships. I'm not interested in that kind of thing right now."

Jin's voice was gentle, but there was a quiet urgency behind it.

"But life doesn't work that way forever, sweetheart. You need someone to walk beside you, someone who'll take care of you especially when we're no longer here."

Taehyung's brows drew together. "But I already have you and Appa. I don't need anyone else."

Jin gave him a small, understanding smile. "We'll always be here for you, but the love of a life partner is different, Taehyung. It brings a kind of peace and companionship that even parents can't provide. I used to feel the same way until I met your father."

Namjoon moved closer and took Taehyung's hand."Trust us, son. We want what's best for you. Don't mistake our concern for pressure. Your mother and I would like to help find someone for you someone who will love you deeply and sincerely."

Jin kneeled in front of him, holding his other hand."Tae, would you consider marrying someone we choose for you? We won't force anything you'd have the final say but we'd like the chance to help you."

"Yes, Tae. Mom and Dad are right," Yoongi spoke up calmly.

"Jimin and I will help them too. We'll make sure the person is truly right for you." Yoongi said.

"Please say yes, Taehyung," Jimin added, his voice full of hope.

Taehyung looked around at the people who loved him most. After a pause, he nodded."Fine. I'll agree to marry whoever you choose... but on one condition. I don't want someone from a wealthy background who only says yes because of my status or money. I despise shallow people like that. I want someone who values family who understands life beyond luxury. And... Please don't expect too much from me."

He stood up, grabbing his coat and office bag."Anyway, I'm late. I have to go."

"Have a good day, son," Jin said, watching him leave with a quiet smile.

Taehyung slid into his car and sighed deeply. "God only knows what's waiting for me now," he muttered as he started the engine.

Back in the living room, Jin wrapped his arms around Namjoon, his voice trembling with emotion. "Nam... he said yes. We can finally do something for him. I'm so relieved."

Namjoon returned the hug, smiling warmly."I told you, he just needed time. He trusts us."

Yoongi stepped forward, clearing his throat."Sorry to cut the moment short, Mom, Dad... but something important came up. Our Busan property has attracted a serious buyer interested in Mom's old house. But I was thinking... Maybe you two should visit before deciding. It's in a peaceful village, away from the city. And considering Taehyung doesn't want someone rich or superficial, Busan might be the perfect place to find someone genuine."

Jin's eyes lit up with recognition.

"Oh, Yoonie, that's actually a brilliant idea. I completely forgot about that house. After graduation, my parents and I moved to Seoul, and your grandparents transferred the house to my name. After I married your father, I never went back. It was my grandparents' home and it holds so many memories."

Jin turned to Namjoon. "Let's not sell it. Tell the buyer we've changed our minds."

"I'll call him right away and turn down the offer," Yoongi said.

"Thank you, son," Jin said with a smile.

"No need to thank me, Mom. I just want Tae to have someone who truly sees him," Yoongi replied.

Jimin perked up, visibly excited. "When are you going? I want to come with you!"

Jin smiled and cupped his cheek. "I'd love for you to join us, Jimin-ah, but someone needs to stay here. You know how your husband and Taehyung are? They forget to eat, sleep, or rest when no one reminds them. I need you to take care of them."

Jimin nodded with a proud grin. "Don't worry, Mom. I'll take care of your sons like you would."

Namjoon looked between them all and declared, "Alright then it's settled. We're leaving for Busan tomorrow."

----

In Jeon Household A Cruel Decision..

In another part of the Jeon household, Jungkook was quietly occupied with his sketches, completely unaware that destiny was preparing to turn his life upside down.

That evening, as the family gathered for dinner, Mrs. Jeon casually brought up a conversation that would change everything.

"I heard the Kim Mansion outside the village has been sold," she said while passing the soup. "New people are moving in soon. We should offer them our farm produce so they might become regular buyers."

"You're right," Mr. Jeon replied. "Let them settle in, and then I'll go deliver it myself."

"Take Jungkook with you," Mrs. Jeon added quickly, her tone calculated. "If they decide to keep him as a maid, we could earn some money. He does nothing all day but eat. It's about time he becomes useful."

Mr. Jeon hesitated. "But... Jungkook? Do you really think they'll take him?"

"I'm telling you, rich people always want more house staff," she insisted, a cold smile forming on her lips. "He could earn well for us. Just imagine!"

Mr. Jeon chuckled darkly. "You're always so clever. That's why I love you, darling. And you're right we've been feeding him for over twenty years for nothing."

Little did they know, their daughter Ji-Yeun was not interested in food, just pretending to eat, overhearing everything. With a wicked smirk, she quietly walked away.

Jungkook's Room - Innocence Meets Reality.

Jungkook was sitting on the floor of his small room, flipping through his worn-out sketchbook, his only treasure. He softly smiled as he drew a beautiful flower, remembering how his grandmother had bought him that book long ago. His father had been furious, scolding her for "wasting money on useless things."

As he carefully added color to the petals, he suddenly felt someone watching him. He looked up to see his stepsister Ji-Yeun approaching, her smile laced with cruelty.

"Oh, Jungkook, your lovely big sister has some amazing news," she said, her eyes glinting with mischief.

"W-what is it, noona?" Jungkook asked, hopeful that his father might finally be taking him somewhere.

"You know the Kim Mansion outside the village? It's been sold. Mom's telling Dad to take you there tomorrow. They're hoping the new owners will hire you as a maid."

Jungkook's expression changed instantly. "Noona... please tell me you're joking... Why would Appa agree to that?"

"You're such a crybaby," Ji-Yeun sneered. "They're not throwing you out. They're just finally making some money off the food you've eaten for twenty years. You should be grateful to my mother. If I were her, I would've thrown you out a long time ago."

With that, she stormed out, leaving Jungkook trembling and alone, tears rolling down his cheeks as he silently sobbed into his sketchbook.

----

Seoul - Taehyung's Long Night

Back in Seoul, Taehyung was still at the office long after everyone had left. His desk was covered with files for the next day's presentation.

His phone buzzed, Hoseok was calling.

"Hello?" Taehyung answered, putting the call on speaker.

"Taehyung, you're still at the office? Jin uncle has been trying to reach you. He's worried," Hoseok said.

"I'm reviewing the presentation for tomorrow's meeting," Taehyung replied.

"Can't someone else do it? You're still here past midnight."

"I can't delegate this. It's too important, and the others won't be as careful. And you already have enough on your plate, hyung."

"Alright... I'll talk to mom and calm him down."

Before Hoseok could continue, Taehyung ended the call and immediately dialed his mom, who had called him ten times within the past hour.

"Hello, Mom," he said softly.

"Taehyung! Where are you? We talked about this, Why are you still at work?!" Jin scolded.

"Mom, I'm coming. Please don't worry. I'll be home in thirty minutes."

"You better! Your dad and I are leaving for Busan tomorrow morning, and I want to see you before we go."

"Busan? Why suddenly?"

"We're going to check on my grandparents' old house. Someone's interested in buying it, but I don't want to sell it. We are going to check in that place. We'll be gone for three days."

"Okay, Mom. What time is your flight?" Taehyung asked.

"7:00 AM sharp. And you're dropping us off at the airport. Don't even think of sending a driver."

"Got it. I'll be home soon. Rest now you'll need it for the trip."

"Alright, baby. Come home soon. Good night."

"Good night, Mom."

Morning - Airport Goodbye

Taehyung stood at the airport with his parents, helping them with their luggage.

Namjoon hugged him tightly, followed by Jin.

"Take care of yourself, Tae," Jin said.

"Don't overwork. I asked Jimin to keep an eye on you. Be nice to him!"

"Don't worry, Mom. I'll manage. And you call me the moment you reach Busan, alright?"

Namjoon ruffled his hair. "We will. And good luck with your meeting!"

With final hugs and waves, they left. Taehyung turned and headed straight to the office.

Kim Mansion - A Nostalgic Return

In Busan, the Kim couple arrived at the old family mansion.

Yoongi had sent his men a day earlier to clean the place with help from local villagers.

"This place is stunning," Namjoon said in awe. "Why didn't you ever tell me it looked like this?"

"I'm shocked," Jin smiled. "I used to come here every summer with my parents... but after I started dating you, I never came back."

"Well, it's beautiful."

"Yoongi's men did a great job. The villagers will probably arrive by afternoon with welcome gifts."

"They always did that when we came here. My father used to hire them during our stays and paid them fairly," Jin said, lost in old memories.

"Let's take a nap before they arrive," Namjoon suggested.

"Good idea" Jin said.

Jeon Household .

Back in the village, Mrs. Jeon was busy preparing gift baskets.

"Do it properly, Jungkook! I want everything perfect. No one should reach there before your father, We can't lose this opportunity. This money will help with Ji-Yeun's wedding. You owe us at least this much." Mr. Jeon said.

"Don't mess this up. Those people are rich. One mistake and we'll have to pay for it," Mr. Jeon warned, glaring.

"I understand, Appa," Jungkook replied quietly.

"You better. And Honey, it's almost lunchtime you should go." Mr. Jeon said letting her husband know.

"Alright. Jungkook, pick up the gift basket and come with me," Mr. Jeon said, heading out to start the truck.

Jungkook, heart heavy and hands trembling, followed unknowingly walking toward the beginning of a completely new chapter of his life.

"Jungkook, listen to me carefully. Do exactly what they say, keep them happy, and don't you dare complain about anything to them," Mrs. Jeon warned coldly.

"If you mess up this time, I swear I'll throw you out of this house."

"Don't forget to cook and clean properly for them," Ji Yeun added sharply.

Jungkook silently nodded, climbed into his father's truck, and headed toward the Kim Mansion, situated just outside their village.

Knock knock.

"Joon, someone's at the door! I'm in the middle of making lunch," Jin called from the kitchen.

"I'll get it, honey," Namjoon replied, walking over and opening the main door to find two people standing respectfully.

"Hello, how may I help you?" Namjoon asked warmly.

Both visitors gave a slight bow, and Namjoon politely returned the gesture.

"I'm Jeon Suk-chin, and this is my son Jungkook. We live in a nearby village. We've come to welcome you and brought a small gift," Mr. Jeon said,

handing over a carefully arranged basket.

Namjoon smiled and invited them in.

"Joon, what's taking you so long? " Jin began but stopped mid-sentence when he saw a strikingly beautiful young boy sitting nervously beside an older man, across from where his husband was seated.

Jungkook stood up and bowed to Jin,.. nodded with a smile.

"Jin, they're from the village nearby. They brought us a welcome gift. Come sit," Namjoon said with a cheerful tone.

"Oh, thank you for the gift but really, there was no need to go through the trouble," Jin said with polite gratitude.

"It's our pleasure," Mr. Jeon replied humbly.

"You're guests in our village, after all. This mansion had been abandoned for years. I'm glad someone finally bought it. The previous owners didn't care much for it, such is the way with some rich folks."Jin's expression turned slightly cold.

"We didn't buy this mansion. This place has belonged to my grandparents for decades," Jin said.

"Because of our hectic life in the city, we hadn't been able to visit until now. We've never sold it, nor do we intend to. But thank you for your concern."

Namjoon let out an awkward chuckle, sensing the tension, and his gaze shifted to Jungkook, who had been staring at the floor the entire time.

"How old are you, Jungkook?" Namjoon asked, hoping to ease the atmosphere. The question drew Jin's attention toward the boy.

"Yes, son, tell us why are you so quiet?" Jin asked softly, his voice filled with concern.

"He's 21," Mr. Jeon answered quickly. "And actually, your question reminds me there's something I wanted to ask you regarding him."

The Kim couple exchanged puzzled glances.

"Are you insane?" Namjoon snapped, his tone suddenly stern.

"Who in their right mind sends their own child to work as a servant for complete strangers? He's barely an adult! He should be in college, not working like this. What kind of father are you?"

"Sir, I think you're misunderstanding me. Let me explain" Mr. Jeon tried, but Jin cut him off sharply.

"Explain? What is there to explain? I feel terrible for this poor boy. Telling your own son to become a maid? How heartless can you be?" Jin said, rising from his seat.

"I've heard enough. Get out of my house. And take your gift with you."

He turned to walk back into the kitchen when suddenly, a gentle grip held onto his sleeve. Surprised, he turned around to find Jungkook, who had just let go and now stood bowing deeply in front of him.

"Please, sir, don't be angry at my appa. He was only trying to help me," Jungkook pleaded, folding his palms together.

"I want to work. I know how to cook and clean. Please allow me to help while you're staying here. I need this job."

Jin's expression softened. He gently stopped the boy from bowing again.

"Alright, I'll let you work here," Jin said slowly.

"But only on one condition you must be honest with us. We're only staying for three or four days. If we like your work, we'll consider making you the caretaker of this place. But please, don't beg like that again. You're too young to carry such burdens. You should be in college. Life shouldn't be this cruel to someone like you."

"Thank you, sir. You don't know how much this means to me. I'll be forever grateful," Jungkook said, bowing repeatedly.

"It's alright. Go with your father now and come tomorrow," Jin instructed gently. "You can start by showing us around the village and the market. That's your only task for now."

"Thank you, sir. Please accept the gift basket, I made myself. I hope you'll accept it."

"Alright, kid. I'm keeping it only because you asked," Jin said, ge

ntly patting Jungkook's head.

Afterward, Jungkook and Mr. Jeon returned to their village.

"Why did you agree to let him work here, Jin?" Namjoon asked once they were alone.

"Didn't you see how greedy his father is? He's using that poor boy."

"I didn't do it for the father, I did it for the boy," Jin said softly.

"Didn't you see the look in his eyes, Joon-ah? That wasn't just sadness... it was hopelessness. I've raised two sons myself. But even in Taehyung's worst moments, I've never seen eyes that were broken. That boy is silently screaming for help." Jin said.

Namjoon sighed and wrapped an arm around Jin's shoulder. "If you want, I'll ask Jackson to look into their background."

"That would be helpful," Jin replied,

resting his head on Namjoon's chest.

"And maybe... maybe we should stay here a little longer."

"As you command, my highness," Namjoon teased, making Jin laugh softly and give his arm a playful smack.

"Enough of your sweet talk. Let me call Taehyung, He has an important meeting today," Jin said, dialing his son's number.

That night, Jungkook lay on his bed with an unusual sense of peace. For the first time in a long while, he felt hope stir in his chest. He remembered how it felt when Jin had caressed his head tender, warm... something he hadn't felt since his grandmother passed away.

Or maybe even more than that.

In just a few seconds, Jin had given him a feeling he hadn't known he craved so deeply a mother's touch.

And Jungkook wanted to feel it again.

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