05

At Kim Mansion

(A sleek black car rushes into the driveway, tires screeching slightly on the smooth surface. The headlights cast a sharp glow on the grand mansion gates. A guard hurries forward, opening the door before the man inside can even reach for the handle.)

(Kim Namjoon steps out, his face stormy with fury and worry. His sharp eyes scan the surroundings as if expecting trouble, his hands clenched into tight fists.)

💬 Namjoon (loud, urgent): "Jin... Jin!"

(Jin, dressed in a flowing silk gown, hurries to meet him in the grand hallway. The soft golden light from the chandelier above reflects in her worried eyes as she sees his tense posture.)

💬 Jin (concerned): "What's wrong? Why do you look so angry?"

💬 Namjoon (gritted teeth, voice thick with frustration): "Where is he?"

💬 Jin (blinking in confusion): "Who, sweetheart? Taehyung?"

💬 Namjoon (his patience snapping, voice sharp): "Yes, Taehyung. Where is he? I looked everywhere—he's not in his room."

💬 Jin (expression tightening, now truly worried): "What do you mean? Where could he be?"

💬 Namjoon (pacing, eyes burning with anger): "He's gone to a party, in the middle of the night, with his friends. Without any guards!"

💬 Jin (trying to stay calm, processing the situation): "Why does that make you so angry?"

💬 Namjoon (his frustration evident, voice rising): "If I don't get angry, then what should I do? He's out there, partying late, with no protection! Do you realize what could happen to him? He's not just any boy; he's Kim Namjoon's son! I have more enemies than friends! It's dangerous!"

💬 Jin (soft sigh, her tone gentle but firm): "I know, but he's grown now. He's not a child anymore, Namjoon. He wants his independence."

💬 Namjoon (shaking his head, still fuming): "He's not ready for this. I've seen the threats firsthand. I can't just sit back and act like everything's fine!"

Later, When Taehyung Returns Home

(The large wooden doors of the Kim Mansion open, revealing Taehyung stepping inside with an effortless grace. His silky hair falls in soft waves over his forehead, his lips curved into a relaxed smile as he shrugs off his coat.)

💬 Taehyung (tilting his head slightly, playful tone): "Hi, Mom and Dad. What's going on? Why did you stop talking when I walked in?"

(Namjoon’s gaze sharpens, his face still etched with anger. He folds his arms, his presence dominating the room.)

💬 Namjoon (sternly): "Taehyung, where did you come from?"

💬 Taehyung (blinking, then smiling nonchalantly): "A party with my friends. Nothing serious."

💬 Namjoon (his anger boiling over, voice shaking slightly): "You went to a party without any guards! Do you even realize how dangerous that is?"

💬 Taehyung (crossing his arms, raising a brow): "Dad, I'm fine. I can take care of myself."

💬 Jin (placing a gentle hand on Namjoon's arm, trying to calm the storm): "Namjoon, he's right. He's not a little boy anymore. He wants some freedom."

💬 Taehyung (rolling his eyes, sighing): "Mom, please. I don’t need this right now."

💬 Namjoon (his voice firm, finalizing his decision): "We won't discuss this further. From now on, you will never leave the house without guards. It's not up for debate."

💬 Taehyung (shaking his head, frustration rising in his voice): "But dad, that's not fair. I can handle myself."

💬 Jin (gently, trying to ease the situation): "Taehyung, please. Your dad's just worried. Can we not argue about this right now? Just go to your room and rest. I'll make something for you."

💬 Taehyung (mumbling, turning away, shoulders tense): "I'm not hungry, Mom."

(He walks up the grand staircase, his expression unreadable. Jin watches him with soft eyes, while Namjoon stands rigid, his fists still clenched at his sides.)

💬 Namjoon (softly, almost to himself): "He's so stubborn, Jin."

💬 Jin (smiling slightly, shaking her head): "Because he's your son, Namjoon."

Inside Taehyung’s Room

(The room is dimly lit, the soft moonlight filtering through the grand windows. Taehyung lies on his bed, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts restless. His fingers absentmindedly reach for the glass case on his nightstand—inside it, a delicate butterfly, frozen in time.)

💬 Taehyung (whispering, almost to himself): "You're beautiful, just like me. But even you, with all your beauty, have to be kept hidden... Just like I feel sometimes. Protected. Locked away."

(His fingers trace the glass, his mind heavy with thoughts he can't express. He closes his eyes, exhaustion finally overtaking him.)

Some Time Later

(The door creaks open slightly, and Jin steps inside with a tray of food. Taehyung is still lying on his bed, eyes half-lidded from exhaustion.)

💬 Jin (gently, her voice full of warmth): "Taehyung baby, eat something. Look, I made your favorite dish."

💬 Taehyung (voice barely above a whisper, eyes drooping): "I'm not hungry, mom."

💬 Jin (sitting beside him, brushing his soft hair back with motherly care): "But baby, you need to eat something. Please, for me?"

💬 Taehyung (letting out a small yawn, murmuring sleepily): "I'm tired, Mom… I can't right now."

💬 Jin (sighing softly, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead): "Okay, baby. Rest well."

(As she turns to leave, she hears a faint murmur from Taehyung, almost lost in the quiet of the room.)

💬 Taehyung (whispering, almost too softly to hear): "Sorry, mama… I know you're worried about me."

In Namjoon’s Office

(Namjoon sits at his desk, fingers rubbing his temple as if trying to ease the pounding in his head. Jin watches him silently, before speaking.)

💬 Jin (softly): "Namjoon... do you think we're doing the right thing?"

💬 Namjoon (looking up at her, his eyes full of doubt): "I don’t know, Jin. I just want to keep him safe. But I feel like I’m losing him… and I don’t know how to stop it."

💬 Jin (placing her hand over his, squeezing gently): "We can’t protect him from everything. He has to make his own mistakes."

💬 Namjoon (exhaling deeply, looking out the window into the night sky): "I know… but it’s hard."

(The room falls into silence. Meanwhile, in Taehyung’s room, the shadows creep into the corners once again, growing darker, watching, waiting.)

💬 Shadowy Figure (whispering, eerie and low): "You were right, princess. The world will never see anyone more beautiful than you."

(Taehyung stirs slightly in his sleep, unaware of the presence lurking in the darkness.)

[To be continued...]

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