A beautiful woman in her early forties was seated in the balcony reading a book.
Kim Taehyung her name. A very kind and hardworking woman. She herself bought up her son and made him a responsible and well mannered guy. Her husband who was an army officer lost his life when their son was seven years old. She had a chance to remarry but she didn't and raised her son all by herself.
Tae flipped the page of the book and smiled when she saw a dried rose lying on the page.
She picked the rose and kissed it remembering about the person who gave her the rose.
Tae glanced at her phone and widened her eyes when she noticed the time. She immediately went in her room and turned on the radio. A wide smile crept on her lips when the voice of a particular person roamed in her ears.
Tae closed her eyes and was enjoying the melodious voice of Jeon Jungkook; the famous song-writer. He is urged by almost everybody to take up singing as the profession but he never listened to anyone. He got himself engaged in song-writing. He has also published several romantic novels as well. But when it comes to singing; very few people are blessed with his melodious and soulful voice.
Right now Tae is listening to a radio show where Jk has agreed to visit every friday and sing atleast one song in his melodious voice.
Tae's pov.
His voice is still like before. Does he still look the same? Does he even remember me? I don't think so.
Tae was so lost in his voice that she didn't even realised since when her son is standing at the doorstep with a rose in between his teeth.
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First love 💗
FanfictionAbhi na jao chod kar ke dil abhi bhara nhi........ These were the lines Jeon Jungkook said to his first love on their last meet. Everyone experiences first love but very few are blessed with togetherness with their first love. A beautiful 90s love...