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Taehyung pov
                          
"Son tonight we are going to Parks."
I nodded.
" I'm ready for that."
"Taehyung son you sure you want to do this? I mean it is important to know if you love him."
                          
"Dad love him or not it doesn't make sense. They have power. We are the reachest families and I must marry a person who is like me cause I need a heir. Park Seokjin is the best choice."
                          
"Taehyung son. Marriage is not a buisness contract."
"Dad! Love is meaningless for me. I want to do that. Even you are against my decision." I said what I believe. Love is meaningless! No one can love you more than himself.
                          
Jin pov
                          
"Jin son!" I heard my appa and quickly went to him.
"Yeah appa!" He smiled and came to me.
"Today Kims are coming. I think you know why."
"Jungkook told me some things." 
"So what do you think?" I started thinking.
                          
I don't know much about him. The one who wants to marry me. Kim Taehyung. I've seen him in parties. He is handsome and with a good sense of humor.
"I don't know appa! He is handsome and good looking but I must know if he loves me. I like to have a life full of love. Like you and dad. Like Jungkook and Jimin." He nodded.
                          
"Sure son! Of course we will support you. Whatever you decide."
"Appaaaaaaa!" I heard my sister.
"Why she is screaming again?"
She came inside my room with a pout. I chuckled. 
                          
"Why you are pouting like your twin?"
"Appa I'm not her twin!"
"You must be happy to be like me Park Seokjin."
"You are like me! You must be happy more my lips are more beautiful than you."
"Appaaaaaaaaa! Tell him something." She screames and closed her eyes.
                          
"Hey why you two are like children? Jisoo what's your problem baby?"
"Appa tonight Kims are coming and I don't know what to wear." Ahhhh really? All this screamings were because od a dress?
                          
"Baby we just went shopping for you! You can wear that red dress wit-"
"No no no! I was wearing that in the last party and Kims were there too. Appa I will go and buy new one. Ok?" Appa nodded. 
                          
"Jin you can join me too. Let's buy you a beautiful one for Mr Kim!" She then giggled.
I shook my head.
"I will accompany you but I don't think I need something. Go and get ready."
                          
"Ok!"
"I must go to handle everything. Your dad will come soon. Don't be late you know he will get worry for you." I nodded and smiled. Dad was always like this. I love him alot.
                          
Chanyeol pov
                          
"Dad what are you thinking about?" I looked at my oldest son. All of my mind was toward Seokjin and tonight.
                          
"Jungkook son! What do you think Kims want? I mean does Taehyung love my Seokjin?" He shook his head.
"They've seen eachother multiple times and dad the fact Jin is shinning in the parties is obvious but I don't know if he loves him."
                          
"What if he wants my son for his profits?"
"It is possible too. He wants a heir but Mr Kim is not that kind of person." 
"Yeah I know Namjoon but not so much about Taehyung. It is scaring me."
                          
"Dad we've seen him. He is handsome and with a good sense of humor."
"Yeah but you know your brother. He is an emotinal persom. He always wanted a life full of love. It is why he is still singel." 
Jungkook chuckled.
"Yeah! I think it is cause he always was with people who loves eachother. You and appa. And Jimin and I."
                          
"Yeah you are right. He thinks the life must be just about love. But sure it is not just that but if you love someone you will pass the hardest parts." He nodded. 
                          
"Ok! We must go."
"Yeah you are right."
"We must pick Jimin amd Soobin yeah?"
"No they went themselve. We can go now."
                          
Jin pov