Mr Professor //Only Mine//(Thv) ~my Future Husband ~

**The Unexpected Return**♡

One crisp autumn evening,

as Taehyung was grading papers, his phone buzzed. It was a call from an unknown number. He hesitated before answering, and when he did, the voice on the other end was unmistakable.

“Taehyung, it’s your stepmother,” she said, her tone tense. “Your father is ill. You need to come home.”

The mention of his father struck a chord deep within him. Despite their strained relationship, his father’s health was something Taehyung could not ignore. However, the thought of returning home to the stepmother he barely tolerated filled him with reluctance.

“No, I’m busy,” Taehyung replied, his voice cold. “I have responsibilities here.”

“I understand,” his stepmother said, her voice cracking with emotion. “But your father… he needs you.”

Taehyung hung up, his mind swirling with conflict. He had long harbored resentment toward his stepmother, blaming her for the changes in his family and the distance it had created. But as the night wore on, his conscience gnawed at him. His father’s condition was unknown, and the weight of it pressed heavily on his shoulders.

He paced the room, his thoughts troubled. YN, noticing his distress, approached him gently. “Is everything okay,  Taehyung?”

Taehyung hesitated, then sighed. “My father is ill. My stepmother called me to come home.”

YN placed a reassuring hand on his arm. “You should go. Family is important, even if it’s complicated.”

Her words, simple yet profound, struck a chord within him. After a moment’s pause, Taehyung nodded. “You’re right. I should go.”

YN watched as Taehyung prepared to leave, his normally composed demeanor now fraught with anxiety. “If you need anything while you’re gone, just let me know,” she offered.

Taehyung okay bye take care yourself and I Miss you
Yn byee same to you , I also miss you...

Taehyung gave a grateful nod, then headed to the airport, his mind heavy with apprehension. The flight was long and filled with uneasy thoughts about the reunion that awaited him. When he finally arrived at his childhood home, the familiar sights and sounds were both comforting and painful.

His stepmother met him at the door, her face etched with worry. “Thank you for coming,” she said quietly, leading him to his father’s room.

Inside, his father lay in a hospital bed, looking frail but still recognizable. Taehyung felt a pang of regret for the lost time between them. He approached the bedside, his father’s eyes opening weakly.

“Taehyung,” his father whispered, a tear slipping down his cheek. “I’m sorry for everything.”

The apology hung in the air, unspoken yet palpable. Taehyung nodded, feeling a lump in his throat. “It’s okay, Dad. I’m here now.”

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