"You are the last thought in my mind before I drift off to sleep and the first thought when I wake up each morning."
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The golden sun painted the sky with hues of pink and orange, casting a warm glow over the city as Taehyung, the charismatic billionaire CEO, stirred from his peaceful slumber. In the luxurious penthouse that overlooked the bustling metropolis, he found himself enveloped in the soft embrace of Egyptian cotton sheets. As the morning sunbeams danced through the curtains, they gently caressed his sculpted features, revealing a serene expression.
Beside him lay Lisa, his sweet wife, who radiated a similar tranquility as she slept peacefully. The soft rise and fall of her chest matched the rhythm of the city awakening outside their window. Taehyung couldn't help but marvel at the ethereal beauty that graced his life every day.
The couple's sprawling bedroom was adorned with tasteful touches of opulence, a reflection of their success and shared dreams. Taehyung slowly rose from the bed, careful not to disturb Lisa's serene slumber. He tiptoed across the plush carpet, his steps silent against the backdrop of the city's distant hum.
As he entered the nursery, Taehyung's heart swelled with love at the sight of their newborn son, Taeyang. The little one lay in his crib, tiny fingers curled into delicate fists. Taeyang's cherubic face crinkled with the innocence of a dream-filled sleep. His dark eyes, a perfect blend of his parents', flickered beneath soft, fluttering eyelashes.
Taehyung leaned over the crib, watching Taeyang's chest rise and fall with the purity of infancy. The room was adorned with soft pastel colors and adorned with plush toys, creating a serene atmosphere that cocooned the newborn in comfort. The air was infused with the delicate scent of baby powder and the soothing hum of a white noise machine.
As Taehyung gently lifted Taeyang into his arms, the little one stirred, his eyes blinking open in wonder. Tiny fingers wrapped around Taehyung's larger ones, creating a connection that transcended words. Taehyung pressed a soft kiss to Taeyang's forehead, his heart swelling with an overwhelming sense of paternal love.
With Taeyang nestled in his arms, Taehyung made his way back to the bedroom. The soft morning light spilled into the room, casting a warm glow over the couple's entwined forms. Lisa's eyes fluttered open as she sensed her husband's presence.
"Good morning, love," Taehyung whispered, his voice a gentle caress that brought a smile to Lisa's lips.
"Good morning," she replied, her eyes sparkling with love and contentment. "Is our little sun awake?"
Taehyung nodded, holding Taeyang closer to his chest. "He's been greeting the world with those beautiful eyes of his."
Lisa extended her arms, welcoming both her husband and their son into a loving embrace. Taehyung carefully placed Taeyang in the crook of Lisa's arms, creating a circle of warmth and love that defined the essence of their family.
The morning unfolded with a series of tender moments, filled with laughter, soft whispers, and a shared sense of bliss. As Lisa cradled Taeyang, Taehyung showered both mother and son with gentle kisses, his affectionate gestures painting the room with an aura of pure love.
The couple decided to spend their Sunday morning in the serenity of their home, away from the demands of the corporate world that often encroached upon Taehyung's weekdays. They reveled in the simplicity of domesticity, finding joy in the little things that made their hearts flutter.
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Never Ending Love
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