Magical Love

Magical 10

The news of the incident at the photoshoot had spread like wildfire, tarnishing the reputation of the Everlasting Love shop. Clients were hesitant to work with them, fearing the potential backlash from Mr. Lee Hua. Namjoon, despite his tireless efforts, found himself turning away more and more clients.

Seokjin, consumed by guilt, retreated into a shell. He blamed himself for the shop's struggles, for the stress it had brought to Namjoon, and for the potential impact on Jimin and their unborn child. He spent countless nights crying, his tears a silent testament to his anguish.

Namjoon, witnessing Seokjin's suffering, felt a pang of helplessness. He knew he had to be there for him, to offer support and reassurance. He held Seokjin's hands, his touch a gentle reminder that he was not alone.

"Seokjin, it's alright," Namjoon said softly, his voice filled with empathy. "This isn't your fault. We'll get through this together."

Seokjin sniffed, his voice barely a whisper. "Namjoon, you put everything into this shop. And Jimin... he's pregnant. I feel like I've ruined your family."

Tears streamed down Seokjin's face, and Jimin, who had been listening from the doorway, couldn't help but join in. His heart ached for her best friend, who was burdened by such a heavy weight.

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Jungkook stared out the window, the rain streaking down the glass like tears. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, replaying the events of the past few days. Seokjin's words, the shattered camera, the lost opportunity – it all felt like a nightmare.

Habeom, his assistant, sighed, breaking the silence. "Jungkook, are you alright?"

Jungkook nodded absently, his gaze still fixed on the rain. "Just thinking."

Habeom returned to his work, his fingers dancing across the keyboard as he tried to salvage some damaged photos from the photoshoot. As he worked, he noticed something peculiar about one of the images. A small, seemingly insignificant detail stood out.

Habeom's heart sank as he approached the Everlasting Love shop. The once bustling space was now eerily quiet. The shelves were nearly bare, and the vibrant atmosphere that had once filled the shop was replaced by a palpable sense of despair.

As he stepped inside, he spotted Jimin, her eyes filled with a mix of sadness and determination. She was trying to tidy up the remaining merchandise, her movements slow and deliberate.

"Jimin," Habeom called out softly, his voice filled with concern.

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Seokjin's anger was a palpable force, the tempest that threatened to consume him. His eyes narrowed, and his jaw clenched as he stared at the photos Habeom had brought. "The audacity of that man," he growled, his voice low and menacing.

Habeom, his heart heavy, nodded. "I tried to show them to Jungkook-hyung, but he seemed... uninterested. I even called Somi-noona, but she said she couldn't do anything."

Seokjin's eyes flashed with a cold determination. "He underestimates the power of the name of Kim Seokjin," he declared, his voice dripping with contempt. "And that man will pay. I have a plan."

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Seokjin's heart pounded in his chest as he dialed Hua's number. His hands trembled as he waited for the call to connect.

When Hua answered, his voice was a sickeningly sweet drawl.

"Seokjin, my dear," Hua purred, his voice laced with faux charm. "What a pleasant surprise."