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Jin stormed towards the house, seething with anger. "I'm going to kill that little idiot," he muttered under his breath as he pressed the doorbell.

Suddenly, a jolt of electricity shot through him, and Jin shivered violently before collapsing to the ground. Jung Hoseok  fixed the bell too.

After a full two minutes, Jin managed to pull himself off the floor, his head throbbing and body tingling from the shock. He pounded on the door, shouting, "Kim Namjoon! Namjoon, open the door! Kim Namjoon!"


"Why are you shouting, Hyung?" Namjoon opened the door. "Where is Tae?"


"Where is your son?"


"Which one?" Namjoon looked at him, confused. They had many.



"Hoseok... He repaired my car. Thank God the driver didn't die. Where is he? Today I will kill that thing..."


"Kim Fucking Seokjin..." someone roared.


"What the hell?"

"Ah, that's Yoongi," Namjoon said.


Suddenly, Yoongi ran towards them. "Why did you adopt me? Tell me, Seokjin, why did you adopt me?" He grabbed Jin's collar.


"What's the new drama?" Jin looked at Namjoon.


"Jimin, he said Yoongi is adopted..." Namjoon walked to the kitchen.


"Tell me, Seokjin, where are my parents? Tell me."


"Yoongi... Please... Leave me..."


"No... You have to tell me, Seokjin. Where are my parents?"



"Do you really think you are adopted? If I went for an adoption, why would I choose someone like you? I should have chosen better. Leave me..." Jin pushed him. Yoongi fell to the floor. "Goodnight, Dad," he said, closing his eyes.


"Where is Tae? Go bring Tae back from the police station." Namjoon came towards them with a spatula.


"I don't know... I didn't go to the police station..." Jin walked inside, but he ran back and kicked Yoongi. "How dare you use bad words against your father?"


"Ahhh..." Yoongi screamed and fell asleep again.


"Oh, my child... Baby, are you okay?" Namjoon sat with him and started to rub his leg where Jin had kicked him. "That man is mad," he said, handing the spatula to Yoongi. Yoongi hugged the spatula tightly.


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How was the police station, boss? Taehyung's assistant, Rose, asked.

"It looks like a police station," he replied dryly.

"Sorry, boss...did they hit you?"

"No, they all kissed me... Just shut the fuck up, Rose. Go straight to the office."

"Straight to the office? So what about the diversions?" She laughed loudly. Taehyung looked at her and narrowed his eyes. Rose stared at the car that was driving away. Taehyung just kicked her out.

He stopped his car and walked into the office. Everyone stood up and said good morning to him. He didn't respond.


He settled into his room, and the phone rang. "Papa," he answered the call.


"Did you see my spatula?" his mother asked.


"What?" Tae looked at the phone, confused. "What are you talking about?"

"Aha... nothing... Where are you, Tae? Come home. I was making food but my spatula went missing."

"I will, after the evening."

"Oh... Tae... Okay, listen, you know that boy is coming to see you. Treat him nicely..."



"But Papa, in the office?"


"Tae, please... 9 months... I..."


"No... I will see him... Send him... Bye... Bloody fucking 9 months," Tae gritted his teeth.


Taehyung was deep into his work when someone knocked on the cabin door. "Come in," he said, looking at the door curiously. A boy came in with a smile, and Taehyung didn't like him at first sight.


"Hi, I'm Jungkook," he introduced himself.


"Sit. Tea or coffee?"


"No, thank you."


"Look, Mr. Jungkook... Sorry for saying this. You are not my taste."


"Taste? What do you mean?"


"I mean... I was expecting someone cuter and more beautiful."


"Excuse me?! How bad are you... Do you hire workers here based on their looks, not their ability?"


"This is life," Tae shrugged.


"Life? What life... I am an interior designer who got an appointment here."


"Oh! Sorry, I misunderstood... Mr. Jungkook. Where is your resume?"


"Here," Jungkook said, handing over his resume. Taehyung looked it over.



"Good... I don't care about anything but perfect work, otherwise I will fire you without any notice."


"Okay, sir," Jungkook said without any expression.


"Go and meet Ms. Rose. She will give you information."


"Okay." By the way Mr. Kim you look like a tiger who bathes for 50 days... With that  He walked outside and saw a boy standing there. This is the cute one he was expecting. Jungkook narrowed his eyes. I will show you Kim, he grits his teeth.


"Go inside after 15 minutes," he said to the boy.


"Why?" the boy asked.


"He is naked," Jungkook said, wiping his mouth, then walked away.


"What?!" Hoseok widened his eyes. "Daaaaaaddddd! Mooooommmm!" He screamed loudly and ran out of the office.

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