lost
Three years had passed since Tae took care of JK. He'd initially approached the responsibility with a stoic demeanor, but a quiet affection had blossomed within him. He'd become a father figure to JK, a source of unwavering support and guidance
JK woke. He sat up in bed, his heart pounding, his brow furrowed with worry. He had a dream, a vivid one, about a lost puppy he'd seen wandering the streets a few days before. The dream had felt so real, so urgent, that it had left him feeling uneasy
JK rushed into the kitchen where Tae was preparing breakfast.
jungkook
I had a dream about that puppy. The one we saw near the park. It looked so scared and lost 😞
Tae stopped and turned to JK.
Taehyung
It's alright, kookie
Taehyung
Just a dream. But if it's bothering you, we can go look for the puppy after breakfast. Maybe we can find him 😊
jungkook
Thank you, Tae. You're the best 🤭
Tae chuckle, his soft hands reaching out to ruffle JK's hair
Taehyung
Anything for my little kookie ☺️
Taehyung
(chuckle) ok now let's eat
As they sat down to eat, JK couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth and love for Tae. He knew that Tae would always be there for him, no matter what. He was more than just a caretaker; he was a protector, a confidante, a friend. And JK, in his own quiet way, had grown to love him fiercely, like a mother would love her child
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