The Jeon Twin

-3- oh to be singing

As he stood there lost in thought, a soft voice broke through his melancholy. Sanha, his little brother, had wandered into the room. He looked up at Jungkook with wide, hopeful eyes and tugged on his shirt.

“Hyung,” Sanha whispered, a small smile brightening his face. “Will you sing for me? The song you always sing?”

Jungkook hesitated, but he could see the hope in Sanha’s eyes, and he knew he couldn’t refuse. Singing was one of the few comforts he had left, and he knew how much it meant to his little brother. He took a deep breath, letting the sadness and tension slip away, and began to sing softly. His voice filled the room, rich and smooth, carrying a melody that seemed to soothe even the walls around them. Sanha’s eyes sparkled as he listened, his expression filled with awe, completely captivated by Jungkook’s voice.

He started from

"Remember the way you made me feel
Such young love but
Something in me knew that it was real
Frozen in my head

Pictures I'm living through for now
Trying to remember all the good times
Our life was cutting through so loud
Memories are playing in my dull mind
I hate this part, paper hearts
And I'll hold a piece of yours
Don't think I would just forget about it
Hoping that you won't forget about it

Everything is gray under these skies
Wet mascara
Hiding every cloud under a smile
When there's cameras
And I just can't reach out to tell you
That I always wonder what you're up to

Pictures I'm living through for now
Trying to remember all the good times
Our life was cutting through so loud
Memories are playing in my dull mind
I hate this part, paper hearts
And I'll hold a piece of yours
Don't think I would just forget about it
Hoping that you won't forget

I live through pictures
As if I was right there by your side
But you'll be good without me
And if I could just give it some time
I'll be alright

Goodbye love, you flew right by love

Pictures I'm living through for now
Trying to remember all the good times
Our life was cutting through so loud
Memories are playing in my dull mind
I hate this part, paper hearts
And I'll hold a piece of yours
Don't think I would just forget about it
Hoping that you won't forget"

For a few precious moments, the mansion didn’t feel so cold. The music wrapped around them, shielding them from the hardships of their world, and they both held onto that moment as if it were a lifeline.

It's called paper heart by tori kelly . I was listening to this song and his voice made this totally magical that I can listen to it forever 🤌🥹