Jeon Jungkook' M.Tg

"You work seven days a week, Jungkook. Take a vacation! You're definitely going to collapse if you don't," says Namjoon's calm and reasonable voice, watching his director and childhood best friend try to fill out the last few paperwork.

“I work to provide for myself and my parents, you know,” the man answered slightly dryly, looking towards his friend, who was clearly worried about his condition.

Jungkook was 34, soon to be 35, with no children or wife. A bachelor, in a word, at 34, he wasn't chasing family happiness. He didn't try to conform to the standards of life or society's opinions; he lived for his own pleasure and had been working as a director for over 15 years. He supported his parents financially, and on various trips abroad and to the seaside, he always went alone. He didn't even take his friends with him; he enjoyed the peace and quiet and the peace of his own being. He was content with a quiet and slightly cool life; his nature was serious and detached, making it difficult to find common ground with him. Unless you'd known him since childhood, he would only communicate with anyone other than Namjoon on a work-related basis, strictly speaking.

He lived alone in his large mansion, returning home late because there was no need to rush.

He didn't expect that one day his life would change, it was either a joy or a funny nuisance, with his allergy to cats.

Jimin was a ginger cat hybrid. In public places, he would assume his cat form, and only if he had become very trusting and attached to someone would he assume human form. But this wasn't often, as he was particularly trusting of people. People treated him poorly; he was dirty, dusty, and had a cut on his right ear. Every day, all he heard was "dirty tramp, get out," and he might get kicked or yelled at not to come near.

The harsh weather left no rest or warmth, and the winter frosts were approaching. Therefore, the streets of Seoul were often pelted with cold rain and almost no sun. Jimin slept wherever he could and begged for food only from kind old ladies who were willing to feed a stray cat, but no one took him in, no one wanted to.

《You became my home》.