'Edited'
A/n pov
Heaven was in the study, reading poetry books and drinking coffee, which was her favorite pastime. Poetry has always had a significant impact on her. How the poet play with words and write down their heart out.
And she feels that poetry is not only about words, it's about emotions. Emotions, a poet have felt and the reader can relate to.
How ironic is it, that we are gifted with the power of speech yet can't find the words to describe what we feel.
But a poet doesn't require speech, because everytime his ink meet the paper he bleeds. People always think of it as a dream or nightmare, but what they don't know is that we write our own reality.
Her thoughts on poetry were always beautiful, which inspired her to write.
The door of the study knocked and she allowed the person to enter inside. Aera was there, smiling beautifully, and she said, "Mrs. Kim, they are here; please come." She nodded and closed her books.
Walking out of the study, she went to their bedroom and did a quick touch-up. After that, she walked downstairs, hoping that they would like her. She does not want them to have a bad impression of her.
Her pov
As I stepped down the final stair, I looked into the living room. Their back was facing me and tae was sitting on the other couch alone. I approached him. Standing beside him, I bowed to his brothers and said, "Hello, I'm Kim heaven." And take a seat beside him on the left side.
They all reciprocated with smiles. "You do not have to bow, Heaven." Said one of them, whom I recognized as Jimin, the one who had brought me here to this mansion.
I am thankful to you jimin, for taking me here. You helped me meet him and come out of my shell.
"Guys, introduce yourselves." Taehyung commented. His left hand was entwined with my right. Maybe he gets the impression that I am nervous.
"Have you recognized me?" Jimin responded with a cheerful eye smile that astounded me.
"yeah, you're jimin." I replied politely with a grin on my face, which relaxed his features. We feel nice when someone remember us.
"I'm Jung hoseok, but you can call me hobi." After Jimin, the next one spoke up. I let out a smile.
"I'm Min yoongi." Introduced the boy with his little smile. I assume he's an introvert like me, but I could be wrong. After all, this was our first meeting.
"I'm Jeon jungkook." Said the same piercing boy I met in the morning. "Wait! We met today morning. I bumped into you." I said, making sure he was the one.
"Yes." He replied, looking at him now I feel like he is just a bunny boy instead of a bad boy with piercing and tattoos.
"I am Kim Namjoon," the man said with a dimpled smile. His dimple looks adorable. "And I'm Kim Seokjin. Worldwide handsome and the eldest one." Jin introduced.
"Who's the youngest?" I spoke softly, trying to figure out if they were all older than me. "I am." Jungkook responded with a bunny-like smile.
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