It was a sunny day, a woman and a young boy aged around seven with pretty doe eyes walked slowly towards a mansion. He saw a gate getting bigger as they walked closer.The little boy had no father; he died early because of a disease. Luckily her mother, beautiful and educated, managed to put herself together despite the tragedy and was able to raise him on her own.
Now facing the gate, his mother sighed heavily, then kneeled in front of him, eyes clouded with emotions he wasn't able to understand for his age, all he knew that was mother was just sad. He can feel it, and he started to shed tears when she looked into his eyes and caressed his cheeks. She shushed him, and smiled, just like what she always did.
"Eomma, why are you sad?"
"I'm not sad" Her mother forced a smile "I'm happy, we'll meet your new daddy here."
"Will my new daddy like me?"
The woman ruffled his hair and said "Yes, darling, he will like you, I'm sure he will. You will have a big brother too."
The boy tears faded into light sniffles, then smiled "A big brother? Can I play with him?"
"Yes son, anytime." And she smiled brightly, like the sun that always shined over him and hugged him tight like it was the last.
She stood up and held his hand.
"Let's go?"
The boy nodded eagerly, excited to meet his new family.
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They were welcomed by a maid and walked their way to the big house, Jungkook's eyes were wide, amazed at how the house was big.
Then they stopped, facing a man a little bit older than his mother, and with him was a tall young man that stood silently beside him with an aura that was strong as his eyes that were looking at them. He felt afraid, so he hid behind his mother.
"Junghwa, I'd like you to meet Chansoo, my son."
His mother bowed to them, smiling shyly "Nice to meet you, Mr. Chansoo, uhh.."
"Please, just call me Chansoo, or son, I'm cool with both." the tall boy smiled, the smile not reaching his eyes.
"Okay, uh, Chansoo."
She pulled his son who's hiding behind her"I'd like you to meet Jungkook too, my son."
"Hello there baby boy." the boy named Chansoo smiled, now his big brother.
Wow, a big brother. Jungkook thought. Thank you heavens, I may have lost my appa, but you gave me a new one with a big bro too!
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12 years later
"Hyung, I didn't do anything, I didn't flir----"
"Shut up you slut! and don't call me hyung!"
"What should I do for you to forgive me?"
"Nothing." Chansoo coldly said
"I'll do anything! Please, hyung..." He pleaded, kneeling in front of him, like he always does when he was a kid. And when he looked up, he just wished that he never did. 'My hyung is gone' he thought.
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Paint Me | TaeKook
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