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A man with a mullet, his hair tied back into a bun, rang the doorbell. In his hands, he held a simple yet lovely bouquet of flowers, not extravagant or costly, but filled with an untold love.

"Yes, how can I help—" The lady swung the door open, only to be startled by the person standing there, who had just rung the bell.

"I know, me arriving here may almost feel like an invasion but I really want....need to speak with your son, do not worry, am not here to talk about fees for the therapy sessions, this time, I want to talk to him" The much taller male, said, face conveyed a sense of seriousness, but voice being cracked revealed his vulnerable state.

Mrs. Kim casted her head down and let Jeon enter, guiding him about where Taehyung's room is.

As she ascended the stairs to the pretty head's room, she gently tapped on the door. The psychologist felt an unfamiliar nervousness creeping in after countless years. Known for his confidence, Jeon could feel beads of sweat of uncertainty trickling down his skin, a new fear rising as he prepared to face the white headed male.

Getting no response as usual she sighed and opened the door.

"Mom... I-I told you, y-you don't need to knock before entering. It's your h-home, aft-after all." The boy sitting in the dimness was deeply engrossed in something on his study table. The pages of the book in front of him flipped on their own, moved by the wind. His voice sounded hollow, devoid of emotions. The sudden change hit Jungkook like a brick to the face. The progress he and Tae had made in a year... it seemed to evaporate away along with his liveliness.

"Of course its her house, but she could have lived alone with her husband, when she willingly decided to share it with you, until and unless you are not wrong, you get full authority to do whatever you want, its your house too" The raven forwarded keeping a small fancy box on a table, Mrs. Kim shut her eyes at the words said and left the two males alone. She doesn't want to ruin anything more.

Jeon truly expected the pretty male to be startled, angry, mad, shocked or sad at his arrival, he was ready to accept all sorts of negative emotions, yet he received "A house is not a home, Mr. Jeon, I have clearly understood it till now, this is my house, not my home." 

"You know what else I understood? kindness is not always love, I always mistook sympathy for empathy till now" Taehyung said, not moving his head a inch from the book below.

"Kindness can be a form of love too. It's about the intention behind the action. Sympathy may not always be empathy, but it's still a step towards understanding someone else's feelings. Sometimes, it's the first bridge we cross to connect with others on a deeper level." The psychologist said eyes yearning to meet the sapphire one's.

"......"

"Tae-Taehyung, I know that due to some reason, you have grown to dislike me, but I need to talk with you, instead of fixing I seemed to have ruined you more" Jeon said as he knelt to Tae's side as the latter was still busy with the book in front of him.

But he soon swirled his chair to face Jungkook, seeing him knelt in front him some emotions and sense of the present rushed to him and he panicked "W-What are you doin-doing!! wh-why are y-you kn-kneeling inf-infront of m-me Mr. Jeon!! ge-get up am-am sorry pleas-please g-get up, I wi-will listen-listen to everything pl-please get up!!"

Jungkook calmly smiled, watching him smile Taehyung suddenly stopped all his actions, Jeon took hold of Tae's right hand and kissed the back of it.

"Tell me something, how did you felt my presence beside your, before the declaration of my wedding, tell me honestly" Jeon asked

"I-I"

"You can do it, there's nothing to be scared about"

"The f-first time, whe-when I met you..you look-looked strict, just like every one. Sitting in a go-good profe-professional manner. Your l-looks atti-attitude was everything my mom wanted to see in me...so I-I have to say I g-got jealous of you as well, I was jealous you sy-nonymed the definition of perfe-fect that my mother taught me, I was jealous that I wasn't like you. When you started to talk with me, i felt as if..as if you would magically understand me, y-you will n-not scold me. An-and that's what happened, y-you-you magically understood my problems, you spoke to me like no one did. Yo-you started to understand my likes disl-dislikes more than anyone. You un-understood my love for violin, for music, you wasted your money and gifted me stuffs which I never deserved..As days turned into weeks and weeks into months, I-I found my-myself drawn to you in ways I-I never imagined. Yo-your understanding, your ki-kindness, it all ca-captivated me. Ev-every time you smiled at me, it felt like the sun breaking through the clouds after a st-storm. And those little ge-gestures of care, they mea-meant more to me than words could express. I started to realize that my feelings for you were more than just admiration or gratitude. Th-they were deeper. I-I found myself lo-longing to b-be near you, to hear your voice, to see y-your smile. And every time y-you reached out to me, it f-felt like a lifeline in a sea of un-uncertainty. Bu-but I-I... was afraid to ac-acknowledge those f-feelings, afraid of what they me-meant. I tr-tried to convince myself that it was just friendship, yo-you trying t-o be sympathetic, that I was reading too m-much into our interactions. But de-deep down, I kn-knew the truth. I....I w-was f-...falling f-for yo-you, hard and fast, and there was nothing I c-could d-do to stop it. And then one day, as w-we sat together, sharing our dreams and fears, it hit me like a bolt of lightning. I was in l-love with you. It was as simple and as complicated as that. And in that moment, everything else faded away—the doubts, the fears, the uncertainties. All th-that ma-mattered was the overwhelming feeling of love that consumed me, filling every corner of my heart. I wanted to tell you, to pour out my feelings and lay them bare before you. But I was terrified of your reaction espe-especially when yo-you revealed -you are getting ma-married...... S-so instead, I k-kept my fe-feelings hidden, bu-buried deep beneath the surface, hoping against hope that you never for-forget me or hate m-me. " As Taehyung spoke, emotions poured out like a waterfall, feelings surged like waves, tears streamed down his cheeks like rain. He sobbed and sighed, unable to meet Jungkook's eyes, his heart lightening but a new fear taking its place.

"I... I think I might be in love with you," he confessed softly, the words heavy with vulnerability, hanging in the air between them, awaiting Jungkook's response he started crying badly to the point of gasping for breathe.

Jeon on the other hand didn't dare to open his mouth, mind still registering what Taehyung said, somewhere at the back of his mind, he did expected such a response, he was in a confusing state, his heart felt the happiness of a kid to know Taehyung's feelings...yet he knew he can never have Taehyung. He understood the societal expectations, the familial pressures, and the glaring age gap between them. How could he even consider pursuing a relationship with Taehyung, knowing the challenges they would face, the challenges his flower, his Taehyung has to face, who is yet to bloom completely ?

The weight of these thoughts pressed down on Jungkook, leaving him speechless as he grappled with his own emotions and the reality of their situation. He wanted to reach out to Taehyung, to comfort him, but he felt paralyzed by the enormity of what lay ahead.

The lack of response from Jungkook made Taehyung cry more. But then

"Mon Amour want to hear a story?" Jungkook got hold of Taehyung's head and made it lay on his shoulder. Taehyung nodded against him trying his best not to cry.

Jungkook started "Once upon a time there was a small boy, he was a born introvert and no one liked him because of his quite nature, but he was really good at heart, never got angry at anything always smiled to himself secretly. His parents being busy with their work, used to leave him in an orphanage to interact with kids, but he just used to sit in a corner and look at his feet, smiling to himself as he used to hear the kids laughing and playing. But once he saw a small girl, her attitude was exactly like him, he went to her and she extended towards him and said ...'Will ywou bwe my bwrother? ywou sweem to bwe like me' . Ever since that day he couldn't even survive without her, so his family adopted the girl." 

"G-good thing f-for the boy and the gir-girl they got a fr-friend for themselves" Taehyung mumbled against Jeon's shirt

Jungkook smiled and continued " yeah~, Being with the boy, the young girl  became a lively, beautiful yet strong girl, but the young boy? his behavior deteriorated. Doctors and psychologist said he suffered from major mental problems. The boy used to not talk with anyone not even his now sister whom he loved dearly, used to hide in dark confined place, cut himself with sharp objects and flinched at loud noises. The boy used to pity himself-"

Taehyung sniffled, eyes wide like saucers as if...he could relate. Jungkook chuckled.

"After spending myriads of money, the parents were actually able to fix their son. The boy, now a young man, felt like a new being, and was determined to help every single person who suffered or is suffering like him. One day when he became a successful psychologist, no one knew or could even imagine his backstory, and he decided not to tell anyone. One day while working, an angel came to him, delicate and quite, he couldn't believe his eyes, a real angel came to him! " Jungkook said the last line with great child like enthusiasm, Taehyung looked at him with doe eyes, pouted and asked "A-angel ?"

Jungkook giggled and started "Yes angel, a real one, now hear--- after talking and knowing about the angel, he could see one thing, he saw himself in the later, even before he could provide sympathy, empathy acted up. The angel was exactly like him. He was determined to help the angel. But as days went by the angels smile began to captivate him to death, and you know how greedy creatures are we human beings. He knew the angel was pure, poised and innocent, his purity was beyond the feelings he held for the angel, yet the psychologist couldn't help but fell in love with the angel. Every moment his heart cried wanting to be close to the angel and listen to his contagious laugh, yet, yet-" Jungkook couldn't say any more and began to sob, Taehyung's reflexes were quick too, he immediately pulled up his sleeves and used them to wipe Jeon's tears. 

"You really seem to love the a-angel....who is he? he-he must be a true goddess"

Jungkook amidst crying said "Yess he is utterly beautiful, his beauty is like catching a glimpse of a fleeting dream, a delicate dance of light and shadow that captivates the soul. It's the shimmering glow of moonlight on a tranquil lake, casting a spell of enchantment over the water's surface. It's the soft, radiant aura that surrounds a field of wildflowers at dawn, each petal kissed by the first light of morning. You are more intelligent than that, I know you can guess who's the angel mon amour" 

Taehyung stood up from Jungkook's lap and approached the mirror in his room, his cheeks still burning with emotion. "I-is..is the an-angel......Me?" he whispered to his reflection.

Jungkook walked over to him, reaching into his pocket and then placing something around Taehyung's neck. As Taehyung felt Jungkook's touch, he closed his eyes, savoring the moment.  He sensed cool metal against his skin. It was a pendant, adding to his already beautiful appearance.

They admired each others reflection for a moment, when Taehyung faced Jungkook, they stood there, caught up in the intensity of the moment, Taehyung gently cupped Jungkook's face in his hands, his touch tender and reassuring. Taehyung's breath hitched as he leaned in, his heart pounding with anticipation. Then Their lips.... met in a soft kiss, a gentle exploration of each other's warmth and affection.

Time seemed to stand still as they melted into each other, their kiss deepening with each passing moment. Taehyung's hands found their way to Jungkook's neck, pulling him closer, their bodies fitting together perfectly like two pieces of a puzzle.

They lost themselves in the sensation, the world around them fading into oblivion as they savored the taste of each other's lips. It was a kiss filled with love, tenderness, and a promise of something more, where their hearts beat as one. And in that fleeting moment, nothing else mattered but the connection they shared, sealed with the sweetness of their kiss, their first kiss in life.

"Taehyung, I-I know I don't deserve all this..but I love you! With every beat of my heart, with every breath I take, it's you... it's always been you" Jungkook said as he knelt in front of Taehyung.

Tae cupped his face again and smile "It was rea-really understandable in your kiss, I love you t-too k-kookie, can you promise me one t-thing?"

"Of course my moon, ask for anything!" 

"Promise me that you will marry Ye-Seul"

"What!?!" Jungkook stood up

"Yes...I-I felt more depressed by the thought of yo-you being angry an-and offen-offended by me, but now I-I know the t-truth, m-my heart already found solace, Yo-you and your family alrea-already gave Ye-Seul Noona a lot of expectations, I don't want you to hurt a woman's feelings, to break her emotion and d-dreams l-like that, I k-know the pain of heartbreak. Ju-just remember, that I love y-you more than myself and am-am always here for you"

Jungkook's eyes welled up with tears, but he simply pulled Taehyung into a tight hug, pouring out his love as he cried on Taehyung's shoulder, seeking comfort like a child clinging to their mother. Taehyung gently patted his head, the silent exchange of love and understanding saying more than words ever could.

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