"I know it's wrong, Tae... I know it's a sin. It's fucking forbidden. I have been telling myself the same thing again and again but no damn reason is enough to keep me away from you now." Jungkook said shaking the blonde by his shoulders frustrated...
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It was a beautiful summer evening. The sky was a canvas awash with hues of soft peach and lavender, where the sun's golden rays melted into the horizon. Cherry blossoms showered the world in pink and white like some delicate confetti. The air carried a gentle whisper of floral fragrances, while birds created a melodious tapestry, each note a thread woven into the serene fabric of the fading day.
Time seemed to slow, inviting hearts to wander through this enchanted moment of tranquility and renewal. The trees sprung up with new leaves and the nature rejoiced the change. Everything was signalling towards a new and fresh starting while on the other hand, a silver haired man looked at the clock on the wall with a soft smile as he sat down on the couch now when he was finally free.
Making dinner is such a difficult job, especially after a hectic day at work but for the man sitting on the couch and going through some magazine, it was his favourite job.
Even when he spend all of his day running from one place to another.
Being manager of a music producer and singer wasn't an easy job.
He sighed closing the fashion magazine and threw it onto the table boredly. His black eyes drifted to the clock once again. There was still some time for his husband and son to be home.
He took out his phone and started checking mails.
A maid came asking if she needed to do anything. The silver-haired man looked up with a gentle smile only to shake his head in response after thinking for a moment.
''No, Noona.... you can go now.'' His voice flowed like a breeze, sounding so soothing and polite. The maid smiled back before bowing and walking away to the servant's quarters at the back of the grand mansion.
Once alone, he went back to checking mails sitting alone in the huge Mansion.
The house was big enough to accommodate more than fifty people, had all the luxuries and was decorated with the most expensive, luxurious and modern furniture. The photographs on the walls held the most beautiful memories frozen.
Despite being enveloped by the silence, the silver-haired man didn't feel uncomfortable.
He was all too familiar with it.
He loved this serenity of being alone and waiting for his family to be back home. He smiled looking at the time once again.
Any moment and the doorbell would be ringing.
He hadn't even finished thinking when the house echoed as someone rung the doorbell. The silver-haired boy turned to look towards the door before throwing his phone on the couch and walking to open the door happily.
A wide smile appeared on his face watching his son standing on the other side bathing in sweat, clearly appearing tired yet smiling back at his mother brightly.
