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Warning: mature content.

Taehyung pov

Each of us has a life leap which is a circumstance or situation that changes a person either radically or changes a part of him, and this is what happened after my parents died, which turned me from a joyful boy who loves life, dreaming of a prosperous future, into a piece of firewood whose title is cruelty and pride. I adore pride and don't speak nonsense. I think carefully about my words before speaking. Nothing fascinates me, not even the beauty of women. I leave those who desert me and I do not turn back, always head up and never bowing, What I master most is loyalty to the homeland I don't know friends' treachery. I am above the law, I only believe in my law, my philosophy, my personality, and my words.

I don't practice fear and I don't have a weakness, and these were my points of strength, until ... my bird appeared.
It was the first time our eyes met when he was being led among the hostages towards the dungeon, at the moment he raised his head and my eyes fell into him, that current that hit my body was the first warning signal, they said that eyes are the biggest revealer of any personality, and I was mastering the eyes language only then I knew The owner of the two almond-shaped eyeballs would one day become my point of weakness. I knew that he would create a problem to vent his anger, so I took advantage of the opportunity to contradict my intuition.

Yes, I tortured him premeditatedly, Two unparalleled desires, the first was to spread hatred in his heart toward me and to establish my hatred for him, and the second reason was a future reason.
I did this to curb the flow of any drop of feelings between us, but all my attempts failed in one way or another, he succeeded in demolishing the bars that prevented him from me.

I don't know how this happened. I blinked and my heartbeat, which didn't know love in its life without what my parents gave me Now it is being watered from the boy with chubby cheeks and full lips who was now lying between my arms his back against my chest, tears gathered in the corner of his eyes looking at My vile hand that was raised on him a little while ago, I hate my anger, especially in his presence.

I was back furious at Namjoon's words, so he met me with a sweet smile. I asked him to leave, but he didn't listen to me. He knew that I lose control when I got angry, and he didn't leave, so he was been, my victim.

I shifted my eyes over his entire body, he was wearing a brown shirt of mine that engulfed his slender figure, his sleeves rolled up randomly and his old pants, his hair was wet from showering, bangs covering his forehead, my fingers marks on his left cheek, and the marks of my teeth on his neck.

'Sorry for hurting you, my bird,' I said several times, kissing his swollen cheek, but I received silence. He is still angry with me, but he doesn't intend to leave my embrace, he has a pure soul that forgave me despite the sins I committed against him, he was the one who loved me at a time when I hated myself.

He lost everyone and took refuge in my mischievous bosom. He doesn't only consider me the one he loves, but rather his father who takes refuge in him and wants to pamper him. Yes, he was his parents' only spoiled child and now he is my child.

"Jiminie!" I whispered, stroking his hair, and supporting my body on my elbow.
He only hummed in response
"Are you still mad at me, my bird?" I asked him kissing his forehead, he shook his head no, then let out a deep breath
"Who am I to you, Taehyungie?" he asked me without looking at me
"My bird," I replied