~Park Jimin~ "A 22-year-old boy residing in a modest village nestled in Busan, shares his home with his devoted mother, their lives coloured by the stark realities of poverty."
~Min Yoongi~ "In the heart of South Korea, Min Yoongi was not a typical...
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Jimin led Yoongi to a small, charming restaurant tucked away on a quiet street of the village. The warm aroma of traditional Korean dishes filled the air as they stepped inside. The place was modest, with wooden tables and hand-painted walls that gave off a rustic yet welcoming feel.
An older woman stood behind the counter, her eyes lighting up as she saw Jimin walking in. She wore a simple apron and had silver hair tied back in a neat bun.
"Jimin! You've been gone for so long!" she called out, her voice warm and friendly.
Jimin smiled widely and walked toward her, bowing slightly. "Auntie, it's been a while. I brought someone with me today."
Yoongi, feeling slightly out of place in the homely setting, followed Jimin as he introduced the woman to him. "Auntie, this is Yoongi hyung. Hyung, this is Auntie Sook-hee. She’s like family to me.”
Auntie Sook-hee’s eyes sparkled as she looked at Yoongi. "Ah, nice to meet you dear!" she said.
"Likewise auntie." Yoongi replied, a soft smile appearing on his face. He was surprised by how warm and welcoming the village felt, especially with someone like Auntie Sook-hee.
The simplicity of the place was so different from his usual world, yet something about it made him feel... lighter.
"Come, sit down. I'll prepare something special for you both. I know what Jimin likes," Auntie Sook-hee said as she led them to a table near the window. She immediately began setting up bowls and dishes on the counter, chopping vegetables with expert hands.
Yoongi pulled out a chair for Jimin, his gaze softening as he watched the older woman bustle around the kitchen, clearly at home here. Jimin sat down, glancing at Yoongi.
"This place," he started, "it’s like a second home to me. Auntie Sook-hee has been here for as long as I can remember. She always makes sure I’m well-fed, even when I don’t have much."
Yoongi nodded, taking in the atmosphere. "It’s really nice here. Feels... peaceful."
The meal soon arrived, steaming hot and full of comforting smells. There was bibimbap, a variety of side dishes, and a rich soup that Auntie Sook-hee insisted on serving first.
They dug in, the food was delicious, and the conversation flowed easily. Auntie Sook-hee kept teasing Jimin about how he had grown up so quickly, while Yoongi listened quietly, a gentle smile on his face.
"This is the best meal I’ve had in a while," Yoongi said after a few bites, his eyes genuinely impressed.
Auntie Sook-hee beamed. "You’re welcome to come by anytime, Yoongi. Jimin always brings the best people with him."
Jimin grinned. "I’ll bring him back again soon, Auntie. I promise." Hope so
As they continued eating, Jimin couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude—both for the simple, warm atmosphere that Auntie Sook-hee had created and for Yoongi’s openness to it all. It was a side of him Jimin hadn’t seen before, and it made him appreciate their time together even more.
