💜: My path was simple and straight, exactly opposite of what I am and then it crossed with yours. It made me realise how we delude ourselves into sanity in between the endless loops of paths we cross on earth with others.
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🖤💜Kim Seokjin💜🖤
"Mr. Blossoms, if you keep on slacking like that I'm afraid I have to find a replacement." Jin put off the telephone after ordering printing ink and said sharply to the old man who was handling the cutting of extra volume of from the books.
"I'm sorry Jin, I am trying my best but this machine.... "
Jin didn't remove his eyes from the elder and walked towards there. He adjusted something in the machine with quick hands and the next process followed smoothly.
"About that... "
"I know the machine has a little problem and that's why I taught you the method. But if you are so determined on forgetting.... "
"This is the last mistake son, I promise."
The old man has literally no one to look after him except the grave of his dead wife since his children live in a different city. Out of pity Jin had hired him in the press but it was getting harder for him to maintain humanity and the demand of the book companies at the same time. They have to deliver this slot of book by tomorrow and every one in the press kind of figured they have to work till midnight to finish it.
'32 Great Entrepreneurial Ideas.'
Jin had felt like yawning loudly when he read the title for the first time.
Grabbing his phone, he went out of the press to get rid of the nauseating smell of ink for a while. He thought loved the smell of books, but everything gets spoilt by constant abuse after a certain time. He checked the message box but didn't find what he was looking for. His mind automatically drifted off to the conversation he had with officer Kim this morning.
Officer Kim said he'll do everything on his part so that they don't have to deal with a private detective; the money draining machines. He assured Jin he would look after the case by himself but for that to work, He needs to have a chat with the eye witness at the scene, which is Taehyung.
His instincts had instantly told him to just back the fuck off and abandon the case, abandon the piece of shit dad who has the audacity of taunting them in the name of family, while he himself was drowning in the sugars from hell.
But he can't....
No one in the world can figure how he possesses this much hatred towards a person. Fuck the person; he hated the whole system which ran a drug cult in the name of rehab. He should have known better when the monthly expenses got higher than usual at the centre. And among all the people in the world, it had to his little brother who found that out.
Tae is a grown ass boy - he told himself.
Recently he has been happy. He has been smiling more and there is an evident glow in him. He's probably seeing a girl.
What?
He felt like smiling. Half heartedly he twitched his lips and thought about it. He has a severe mommy complex for his younger brother but he trusts him enough to pick people correctly. He will just wait for Tae to approach on his own, if there is anything. Besides he has his own share of story to tell too.
He has been ignoring his real self for his whole life. He thought he had made peace with it but the tall, intelligent, handsome officer is making it a little difficult for him to hide anymore...

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🖤💜Redolence Of Yours💜🖤 (Taehyung×OC)
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