YoU ArE OnLy MiNe || YOONMIN~FF ✓

♡ Part ~ 10 ♡

"Okay," he finally said after a moment. His voice was quieter, less cold. "I’ll come home today. I’ll talk to her."

Jungkook’s face instantly brightened, relief washing over him. "Really? Thank you, hyung." He smiled—his signature bunny smile, the one that usually made it impossible for anyone to stay mad at him.

Yoongi exhaled, running a hand through his dark hair before sitting up straight. "By the way, Jungkook," he said, shifting back to his business tone, "we’re collaborating with the Kims. You have a photoshoot tomorrow with their son—Kim Taehyung, the famous model."

Jungkook raised a brow. "Oh? Him?"

"Yeah," Yoongi confirmed. "The shoot is at our company, so make sure you come early."

Jungkook nodded. "Alright, I’ll be ready. It should be interesting."

With that, he stood up, stretching slightly before giving Yoongi another smile. "I’ll see you at home, hyung."

Yoongi simply nodded, watching as his younger brother left the office.

Once the door clicked shut, he leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling for a long moment. His mother’s sad face flashed in his mind.

He had a lot to make up for.

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"Kookie, son, call your dad down for dinner while I set the table," Mrs. Min called out as she carefully placed the last dish down, the aroma of home-cooked food filling the warm, cozy dining room.

Jungkook, who was lounging on the couch with his phone, barely glanced up. "Okay, Mom." With that, he stretched lazily before heading upstairs to call his father.

Just as Mrs. Min was adjusting the plates, a sudden shriek escaped her lips. "Aahhh!"

Strong arms had lifted her off the ground in a bridal style, and her heart nearly leaped out of her chest.

"Oh my God, you scared me!" she gasped, pressing a hand to her chest to steady her racing heartbeat.

A deep chuckle rumbled from the man holding her. "What happened, honey? Why are you screaming?"

Mr. Min came rushing down the stairs, his face filled with concern, only for his expression to shift into confusion when he saw the scene before him.

His wife, securely held in the arms of none other than their eldest son.

"Hey, why are you lifting my wife?" Mr. Min asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement.

At that moment, Jungkook also appeared, his brows furrowed in worry. "Mom, what hap—" But the sight before him made him stop mid-sentence. "Hyung?"

Yoongi smirked at his father’s reaction, tightening his grip slightly as he looked at him with raised brows. "Old man, she’s my mom. I can lift her if I want to."

"Yaah, Yoongi! Put me down this instant!" Mrs. Min scolded, lightly smacking his shoulder.

Yoongi chuckled but gently set her down. The moment her feet touched the floor, she pulled him into a tight embrace, holding onto him like she never wanted to let go.

Yoongi was about to tease her, but he suddenly felt something wet against his shoulder. His body tensed, and he quickly pulled back to see his mother’s face.