"I thought we had it all-the sunsets, the kisses, the nights that felt perfect."
"We 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 happy."
"Then one morning, I wake up, and all I want is for it to end... to jump, to stop the pain."
"To make everything go away."
"Then do it."
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The sun is warm today, casting a golden glow over the lush garden, and Taehyung basks in it, lying in the soft grass. His white sheer gown flows around him, the light fabric catching the breeze. His wavy brown hair falls effortlessly across his forehead, the color blending beautifully with his hazel eyes, which are fixed lovingly on the sky above.
A peaceful smile stretches across his lips as he watches the clouds float lazily by. He's always loved the sky—its endlessness, its beauty. He imagines himself jumping from one cloud to the next, or maybe swimming through their soft, delicate embrace. What do they feel like? Cotton candy? Or dust, as light as air? He chuckles softly, his heart full.
A soft giggle breaks his daydream as Jung Hoon, one of his baby boys, makes little bubbly noises while feeding on him."S-stop- you little bunny," Taehyung giggles, sitting up on the grass, gently cradling his baby against his chest.
The scene around him is like something out of a dream. Flowers in full bloom surround him, their bright petals stretching toward the sunlight. The gentle breeze rustles through the leaves, adding a soft melody to the serene afternoon. His skin glows beneath the sunlight, white and smooth, blending harmoniously with the brightness of the day. The air smells of earth and blossoms, a perfect backdrop for the peaceful moment.
Taehyung looks to his side, a smile tugging at his lips as he sees Jeong Hoon, his other twin, peacefully asleep in his stroller, his tiny chest rising and falling with each gentle breath.
His heart swells with love as he holds Jung Hoon close. His boys are almost nine months old now, but it feels like just yesterday that he brought them into this world. He gazes down at his baby, noticing the slight ridges of teeth starting to form.
"Oooiee, is my baby done sucking?" he coos, lifting his little boy gently, cradling him in his arms, and beaming with joy. "Oh, my baby wants to start teething- Ah, your papa would be so proud."
He burps his baby, gently rubbing his back, the tenderness of the moment filling his heart. He can’t imagine anything more perfect than this, here, in this beautiful garden with his boys.
But then, something shifts.
The crunch of footsteps on the gravel behind him pulls him out of his bliss. He turns his head, noticing one of the bodyguards approaching—a large man, dressed in an all-black suit, his face expressionless behind his dark sunglasses.
"Excuse me, someone is here to see you," the guard says, his voice deep and formal.
Taehyung furrows his brows, feeling an unease creep in. "Who in particular?" he asks, standing with Jung Hoon still cradled in his arms. "I do not expect any visitors today." The guard maintains his stance, unflinching. "The person said it would be brief and that it won’t take long. They mentioned it’s a matter of urgency."
