Kim Namjoon

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Jungkook always knew his home wasn't a place to rest. It was a battlefield where the same drama played out every day. His mother, with her perpetually tense face and sharp tongue, was his greatest adversary. Her words, like tiny shards of glass, cut deeper than any beatings, which also happened when her patience wore thin. Jungkook, an only son, learned to be invisible, to curl into a ball to avoid her wrath, and to hide his true feelings deep inside.

His world was gray and cold until Namjoon appeared. He was his mother's new husband, a man with a gentle smile and eyes that seemed to reflect the entire Pacific Ocean. Jungkook remembered the day Namjoon first saw his mother yell at him, her hand raised. In that moment, something changed. A spark flickered in Namjoon's eyes that Jungkook had never seen before.

He stood between Mom and Jungkook like an invisible wall. Mom was stunned, her anger momentarily frozen. Namjoon didn't yell or threaten. He simply stood there, protecting Jungkook, and there was more strength in that calm than in all his mother's screams.

From that day on, everything was different. Mom, apparently frightened by the new obstacle, began to restrain herself. Her scolding became quieter, the blows stopped. Namjoon was always there, his presence like a warm blanket on a cold night. He never told Jungkook what he saw, but his gaze, full of understanding and compassion, said more than any words.

Jungkook, accustomed to pain and loneliness, began to feel safe. He watched Namjoon, how he cooked dinner, how he read books, how his fingers deftly folded origami. In every movement, in every gesture, Jungkook saw something beautiful. And gradually, without even realizing it, he fell in love.

"Jungkook, you'll sleep through college." Namjoon walked into the room, adjusting the collar of his shirt. "I'll give you a ride, get ready."