BLOSSOMED | SEOKSOO FF ✔️

PART 09

Days turned into weeks, and Jisoo’s life began to transform under the care of his twin brother Jeonghan. Surrounded by people who genuinely cared for him, Jisoo started to feel the warmth of love and safety he had been deprived of for so long.

Jeonghan, always the dramatic but fiercely protective twin brother, made it his mission to shield Jisoo from any further harm. Every morning, Jeonghan would prepare his favorite breakfast, coaxing smiles out of Jisoo with playful teasing. At night, they often sat together on the couch, Jeonghan’s arm around Jisoo, watching movies or just talking.

“You’re never going back to that house,” Jeonghan would often say, his voice firm but soft. “You deserve so much more than what you’ve been through.”

Soonyoung and Jihoon became regular visitors, their presence always uplifting. Soonyoung brought his boundless energy, trying every silly antic to make Jisoo laugh, while Jihoon, ever the observant and calm presence, offered quiet support.

“You’re stronger than you think,” Jihoon told Jisoo one evening, his hand resting on his potential brother-in-law’s shoulder if Seokmin wouldn’t have messed up. “We’re all here for you, no matter what.”

Seungcheol, was equally dedicated to helping Jisoo heal. He often spent his evenings with them, offering gentle but heartfelt advice. “Take it one day at a time,” he said. “You’re doing great, Jisoo. You’re safe now.”

Jisoo found solace in these moments, gradually learning to trust again. For the first time in months, he felt free to express his thoughts and emotions without fear of judgment or punishment.

The physical wounds were healing, but the emotional scars would take longer. Yet, with every passing day, the love and care from those around him chipped away at the darkness inside Jisoo. He began smiling more, his laughter soft but genuine, and his once-timid demeanor started to show glimpses of confidence that he once ruled.

One afternoon, as they all sat together in Jeonghan’s living room, Soonyoung burst in with a giant stuffed animal, grinning ear to ear. “For you, Jisoo!” he announced, handing over the plush toy.

Jisoo laughed softly, hugging the gift to his chest. “Thank you, Soonyoung. You didn’t have to—”

“Of course, I did!” Soonyoung interrupted. “You deserve everything that makes you happy.”

Jeonghan rolled his eyes but smiled, watching his brother’s spirit slowly rekindle. “You’re spoiling him,” he teased.

“That’s the point,” Soonyoung shot back, plopping onto the couch beside Jisoo.

Despite the newfound warmth in Jisoo’s life, the shadow of Seokmin loomed. He hadn’t reached out, and the silence spoke volumes. Everyone avoided mentioning him, respecting Jisoo’s healing process, though the question of what Seokmin was doing lingered in the back of their minds.

One evening, as the sun set and the house grew quiet, Jisoo sat by the window, watching the soft glow of twilight. Jeonghan approached, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

“Thinking about him?” Jeonghan asked gently.

Jisoo hesitated before nodding. “I just… I don’t know why he did all those things. I loved him once, Hannie. I thought he loved me too. And.. I.. I don't know if maybe I still do.”

Jeonghan knelt beside him, his expression pained but resolute. “Love doesn’t look like that, Jisoo. What he did to you wasn’t love. And you’re finally surrounded by the kind of love you’ve always deserved.”

Jisoo smiled faintly, his eyes glassy with unshed tears. “Thank you, Hannie. For everything.”

“You don’t have to thank me,” Jeonghan replied, pulling him into a tight hug. “You’re my brother. I’ll always protect you.”

As the days passed, Jisoo grew stronger, surrounded by the unwavering support of his family and friends. Little by little, the light returned to his eyes, and with it came the realization that he was worth so much more than the pain he had endured.

Imma rush the stories to the end.. I am gonna have lots to do in December for wedding preparations so.. I'm trying to complete both by the end of November.