Daddy Jeon

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The man tried to remain quiet, but he couldn't help but hum an Italian song to himself as he stirred the pasta in the pan.

Glancing at his watch, Jungkook merely chuckled at his son and his invited friend's ability to sleep until lunchtime. But he loved Hoseok and respected his friends—and so he left it to the young men to get up themselves whenever they wanted.

But the light melody of the song is interrupted as soon as Chon hears footsteps - when he turns, his gaze meets the young man, whose sleepy face was so beautiful that the man inadvertently stares.

"And you... Mister Jeon, right?" asked Taehyung, warned by Hoseok about his father's arrival.

"Sì," the elder bowed his head slightly, looking away. "Yes," he repeated, remembering that hot Italy was still far away. "And you?.. Taehyung, right?" he tried to guess.

“Yes,” the guy nodded, now shifting from foot to foot.

In fact, he only came down here for a small snack, but even on the second floor, when the delicious smell of cooking pasta touched his sense of smell, Taehyung followed only him.

“Put on your slippers and come have breakfast,” the elder’s voice was gentle and pleasant, and every movement he made at the stove involuntarily caught the eye, especially his hands, whose rolled-up sleeves revealed a scattering of tattoos on his tanned skin.