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The Min mansion was quiet in the early morning. Mr. Min sat comfortably in the living room, reading the newspaper, while Mrs. Min hummed softly, sipping her tea.
"Honey, we made a good decision for our son, right?" Mrs. Min asked, placing her cup down and looking at her husband.
Mr. Min folded his newspaper and glanced at his wife with a knowing smile. "Yes, darling. If our son gets married, he'll finally gain some sense—learn what it means to spend time with loved ones instead of drowning himself in work all the time. I think Chim is the only boy who can change him, love him, and make him realize that life is more than just business and solitude."
Mrs. Min nodded excitedly, her eyes sparkling. "I'm thinking the same! Chim is such a sweet, loving boy. If anyone can bring warmth into our son's cold heart, it's him. But where is that idiot? We need to tell him about his marriage. I'm sure he'll be happy after knowing this—our Chim is so beautiful, no one can resist his charm." She clapped her hands together as if she were already picturing their son falling in love with Jimin.
Mr. Min chuckled at his wife’s enthusiasm. "Okay, darling, but before that, I’m hungry. Can you please make breakfast first?" He whined dramatically.
Mrs. Min rolled her eyes playfully and blew him a flying kiss. "Okay, my dear lovely husband. But you better compliment my cooking later!"
Just as she was about to head to the kitchen, there was a knock at the door.
Mrs. Min frowned. "Who could it be this early?" She walked over to open the door, and the moment she saw who it was, her eyes widened in shock and surprise.
"Yoongi!" she gasped.
Her son stood there, looking tired but very much present. Before he could say anything, Mrs. Min threw her arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug.
Yoongi, caught off guard, stumbled slightly but soon hugged her back, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
"Where were you, huh?!" Mrs. Min scolded, still holding onto him. "You don’t love me anymore, do you? You don’t care about your mom and dad, right?" She pulled back just enough to cup his face, her eyes filled with love but also frustration.
Yoongi sighed. "No, Mum, it's not like that. I love you, and of course, I care about you both. It's just… some important work came up, and I got busy with that."
Mrs. Min narrowed her eyes. "Important work that kept you away from home for a whole month?!"
By now, Mr. Min had also stood up from his seat, watching the interaction. The moment he saw his son, his features softened, and without a second thought, he walked up and pulled Yoongi into a firm hug.
Yoongi stood stiff for a moment but then relaxed, his father’s warmth unfamiliar yet comforting.
