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Jeon Jeongguk first fell in love with Kim Taehyung when he was only eighteen years old. They had met only during Jeongguk's very first semester of college and it was at the end of the very same semester that Jeongguk realized just how much of a hold Taehyung had on his heart.
They were in love but Kim Taehyung was something else completely. He was ethereal, gorgeous and everyone knew it. He was the third year who could be found in front of the camera in his off time. He was a model, well known and definitely well off enough to pay for his expensive clothing taste.
No one knew why Taehyung wasted his time with Jeon Jeongguk. The younger boy came from a poor family in Busan, he was completely there on scholarship and he wore only the complete opposite of Taehyung's clothes. They didn't match, didn't make any sense. But somehow the two fell for each other.
Unfortunately it did not last forever. No, Jeongguk did get over his insecurities especially after Taehyung's dozens of speeches about how he only wanted the younger. The phrase 'love of my life' wasn't just thrown around haphazardly. Taehyung had meant every word too but it hadn't been enough.
Still Taehyung had cheated, gotten too drunk too quickly and had carelessly brought another model home to fuck him. Never once in his drunken mind did it occur to him that the love of his life, his bunny koo, would come home to witness it. And the following morning when he woke up not only did he have a killer headache but he also had an empty bed and half of an empty closet.
Jeongguk had left, packed everything while Taehyung had been passed out. Although truthfully he only had a few things in their shared apartment, it had taken him less than an hour to do so.
There was no explanation, no heartfelt apologies only tears and heartbreak.
And so Taehyung went on with his life as a model, not caring who he fucked or what he drank, not even caring what drugs ended up in his pocket. Waking up with his head spinning and then doing it all over again before he could ever have a coherent thought.
Meanwhile, Jeongguk lived through a far different fate. The death of his older sister had given him his nieces, twins only a few months old. All while he was just emerging as one of the most successfully lawyers in Seoul. Jeongguk took the two girls in, giving them all the love he possibly could whilst mourning his sister who had been nothing but supportive of him his entire life.
This is where our story starts. With one life completely at the bottom, desperation evident and one a story of success, acceptance and, most importantly, love.