June 7th 2018 (19 years old) (I don't listen to this type of concept but when i heard this song it is actually beautiful and so is the lyrics)
She smiled looking down at her son in her arms. Our son was born and in a few months we are getting married. So i guess it's some sort of miracle that i am finally happy. I still can't believe your here son. I can't wait to teach you how to play football and how to win girls hearts but not break them.
Some parts you should not follow in my footsteps but some parts you should. You have your mother's nose but my eyes and lips. You have her hair too. Your perfect.
Welcome home son. "So have you thought of a name" said one of our friends. "Park Yoo Joon" we both say smiling. Yoo is a variant of Yu or Yuu, meaning Tenderness, Evening, Friend, Qualified, Courage, Help, and Yoon means Handsome.
We smiled as we placed the sleeping baby in his crib. Looking into each others eyes. I embrace her in a hug and kiss her forehead.
This is my family and will always be my family.
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Music to my ears BTS JIMINXREADER
FanfictionThe love of your life. The father of your child. The mistress and her kid. What is going on? In this book i will be using music as a story guideline. The songs at the top will be connected to the story line.
