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CHAPTER -:- 1

7:a.m

The sun rose gently over the sprawling Kim mansion, casting warm golden hues across the lush gardens and illuminating the grand structure in a soft, ethereal glow. The chirping of birds filled the crisp morning air, harmonizing with the rustling leaves swayed by a gentle breeze. It was a serene, picturesque morning, yet the vast estate seemed still and silent, as if the world itself had paused to soak in the tranquility.

Inside, the peace remained undisturbed, save for the quiet hum of activity in the spacious, modern kitchen. There stood Mrs. Kim—Kim Jungkook—wife of Kim Taehyung. Time seemed to have no hold on him, his radiant beauty defying the years. Even in his simple, casual attire, he exuded a grace and charm that was effortlessly captivating. He moved with practiced ease, diligently completing his morning tasks as part of his daily routine.

With a small sigh of satisfaction, Jungkook surveyed his work. "I think that's all done," he murmured to himself, giving the meticulously prepared dishes a final glance. Content, he picked up a tray bearing a steaming cup of coffee and ascended the grand staircase.

Reaching one of the rooms, he entered without knocking, knowing full well that his one and only son, was deep in his dreamland and far from waking anytime soon. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he took in the sight before him. Taeguk lay sprawled across the bed, his silver hair tousled and glinting faintly in the morning light streaming through the curtains.

Placing the coffee tray gently on the nightstand, Jungkook settled beside his son. His fingers moved instinctively, running through the boy's soft, silken hair. The soothing touch drew a contented hum from Taeguk, who shifted in his sleep and instinctively placed his head on his mother's lap. Jungkook smiled, his heart brimming with quiet affection as he continued to caress his son's hair

"Good morning, Mom," Taeguk murmured sleepily, a cheeky smile spreading across his face as he looked up at his mother. Jungkook smiled back at the pouting boy nestled on his lap. Leaning down, he placed a gentle kiss on his son's silver hair.

"Good morning, cub. Come on now, wake up. It's getting late, and you have University, right?" Jungkook said softly, his voice warm and playful.

Taeguk groaned dramatically, nuzzling his face further into his mother's stomach. "Can't I skip uni today? It's so boring without you, you know," he whined, his tone filled with childlike mischief.

Jungkook chuckled, running his hand through his son's hair again. "Oh, okay then. I'll talk to your father about getting myself admitted to your university. Then we can go together every day. How about that—"

Before he could finish, Taeguk shot up, sitting cross-legged on the bed and gripping both of Jungkook's shoulders. His eyes were wide with excitement.

"Wha—WHAT? Oh my God, really, Mom?! You'd do that?!"

Jungkook couldn't contain his laughter at his son's reaction. "Yah, I was just kidding, you idiot! How could you even think I'd go to uni at my age, huh?" he teased, his laughter filling the room.

Taeguk's shoulders slumped dramatically as if the weight of the world had just been dropped onto them. "I was so excited, you know? You broke my little heart, Mom. I thought you'd come to uni with me, and no professor would dare scold me again. I could live like a king—"

His dramatic monologue was cut short with a yelp as Jungkook reached out and pinched his ear, twisting it playfully.

"Yah! Enough of your nonsense, you brat!" Jungkook scolded, though his smile betrayed his amusement.

"Okay, okay! I'm sorry! Mercy, Mom!" Taeguk laughed, trying to free his ear from his mother's grip. The room filled with their playful banter, the warmth of their bond radiating like the sunlight outside.