The Sincerity Of Love TAEKOOK/VKOOK

The Sincerity Of Love TAEKOOK/VKOOK
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...๐™„'๐™ข ๐˜พ๐™ค๐™ข๐™š ๐˜ฝ๐™–๐™˜๐™ ...


...๐™ˆ๐™–๐™–๐™› .. ๐™๐™ฎ๐™ฅ๐™ค ๐™—๐™š๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™š๐™—๐™–๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™™๐™ž ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ๐™– ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ๐™–...


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...*:..๏ฝกoโ—‹ Happy Reading โ—‹๏ฝก..:*...


"She's my husband" The remark made Jungkook startled and brought his eyes back to him.


"Haaahhh??? husbandii??? "


He fell and fainted


The two namja rushed over to Jungkook who was lying on the floor...


"Jungs.. Build jung.. " Say the genie while patting Jungkook's cheek gently.


"Joonie's.. Help lift Jungkook up to his room" he asks the dimpled man.


"alright.. Let me just carry him.. You just bring her stuff" he said, then brought Jungkook's body into his room, which happened to be downstairs.


The body is laid with the heart.


"Joonie's.. How's this.. Jungkook just got out of the hospital. His health has not fully recovered.. " Say to the husband.


"You calm down, baby.. Get me some wind oil or telon oil"


"Well" as quickly as possible she took what her husband asked for.


After taking telon oil, he opened the lid of the telon oil and brought it closer to Jungkook's nose. Hope he wakes up soon.


And before long the round eyes began to open slowly.


"Young... " bluffily.


"Yes Jung.. Hyung's here with you"


Jungkook glanced at Jin hyung and the man beside him in turn.


"Did you forget about me, Jung? " Tany's the guy in the simple.


The one asked was just confused.


"It looks like you forgot me too, introduce me to Namjoon.. Kim Namjoon's.. The husband of your Jin Hyung. We were married a year ago before you went to the hospital" explains Kim Namjoon.


"I really don't remember anything" she said.


"Don't force Jung too much, you'll remember it sooner. Oh yeah, your old stuff already put it on the table there. You can see .. Who knows it can help restore your memory" Kim Seokjin said.


"alright.. Thank you, Hyung.. You guys are so good to me"


"Yes, come on, baby.. We're going to the room... Let Jungkook rest first" Take Namjoon.


"Neee.. Oh yeah jung.. If you're hungry, there's some food on the kitchen table, so.. You eat first it's okay" Seokjin explained.


"Alright hyung.. Thank you very much"


"Not so jung... We are your family too" Namjoon explained.


Then they leave Jungkook in his room alone. I don't know what they'll do so that leaves Jungkook there.


"This room seems familiar to me, but I don't know.. I can't remember anything"


He walked over to a table with a large cardboard box there. But before he reached the table, his steps stopped.


"Jaea.. I love you so much.. "


"I love you too much Kookie"


"But .. Can your parents accept me? " Tell the grown man.


"You relax... They can definitely accept you as his ex".


" Kookies..... " Say the man while cupping the two cheeks of the beautiful woman in front of him..


"l.iyaaaa... " Nervousness.


"I wanna You... " His whisper was right in front of the pretty woman's lips.


"aaaaahh.... My head" he crept his head using both hands.


After feeling somewhat calm, he ventured to open the cardboard in front of him. He saw there were several books that looked like diary books, some paintings of children who were either who and some old photo sheets that looked outdated. He was interested to see sheet by sheet the old photos. There is a photo that shows both middle-aged people who still look handsome and beautiful. In the photo they look very happy and laugh at each other. And unintentionally a smile was engraved on the corner of his lips.


He turned to see another photo showing two young children who tarpaulin several years from the age of the other child. It stinks at confusion.


"Is this my picture with Jin hyung?? But it looks a little different. He has a rather round face with fairly thick eyebrows. . Oh.. Her lips also look thick. Unlike Jin hyung's" his mumbling while recalling Jin hyung's face. However, he was no stranger to his cousin. Unfortunately, he could not remember what happened.


Then he turned to 2 cute dolls in the form of red love and pink rabbit.



"God.. Very funny doll" pekiknya then took two dolls.


"i don't remember when I had this doll, but it looks like it's been a long time" he continued.


He also sat on a sofa. Staring at a photo album showing several photos of young children, teenagers and photos of him. Maybe it was a photo taken before he had an incident that made him unable to remember what had happened.


"waa... Is this my little picture? I look fatter.. Hihihi" he said as he looked at his childhood photo.



A round-eyed little boy with a corndog in his hand. It looks funny and adorable.


He opened the sheet by sheet photo of the album until he did not feel himself asleep in the shofa.


โ– โ–กโ– โ–กโ– โ–กโ– โ–กโ– 


Hour 16.00 KST


KTHV Company


The CEO continued to struggle with his laptop, no matter what he was working on. It seemed so solemn that he did not hear that someone had entered his room.


"Hey Tae's... " The one who found no response.


"Tae the chicken" He said again which made the master look up.


"hmm?? "


"I want to go home first.. My wife is cravings for young mangoes. I have to look for him.


" Ciihi.. It's very troubling" he said.


"Yeahaw.. Just be careful if you get married and your wife is pregnant. I pray that you have trouble serving your wife's snack period" he said annoyed.


"I'm not interested in getting married".


" Yaiiisssha.. Tae's your real chicken".


"Sopanlah Hobisshi.. I'm your boss" he insisted without glancing at his interlocutor.


"Yes yes boss.. Iiji want to go home first. Can't keep you company making love to your work. So then.. Am I allowed?? " he said with the tone he made.


"You're like teasing me. Go"


" Yaaaiiss.. Tae.. "


"Do you want me to change my mind?? "


"Yaaaak.. I'm going home first.. Thank you chicken tae" he said as he walked out of the room.


A few moments later the handsome boy closed his laptop. He looked at the clock curled up on his wrist.


"It's half 5. I'm good to go home". The handsome man picked up his briefcase and left the office. The atmosphere there looked lonely because the employees had gone home first. He does not like to let his employees be gentle unless there is work that is very important.


He drove his car to his private mansion.


...๐™…๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ก๐™ช๐™ฅ๐™– ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™œ๐™–๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™Ÿ๐™š๐™Ÿ๐™–๐™  ๐™ ๐™–๐™ก๐™ž๐™–๐™ฃ...


...๐˜ฝ๐™š๐™ง๐™ž ๐™™๐™ช๐™ ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™…๐™ž๐™ ๐™– ๐™ ๐™–๐™ก๐™ž๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ ๐™– ๐˜พ๐™š๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ ๐™ช...


...๐™‚๐™ช๐™ข๐™–๐™ฌ๐™ค...


...๐™จ๐™š๐™š.. ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ญ๐™ฉ ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ...


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