As the sun dipped below the horizon, Lisa and Jungkook strolled home together, their laughter echoing through the quiet streets. The library had been their refuge, a place where textbooks and whispered conversations intertwined.

"What's this?" Jungkook pointed to Lisa's book. "A book," Lisa replied with a cheeky smile. "I know it's a book, but what's it about?" Jungkook inquired, curiosity dancing in his eyes.

Lisa playfully shrugged. "I don't know," she said, her eyes dancing with mischief. "Maybe something related to geography." Jungkook mirrored her shrug, a bemused smile tugging at his lips. "Geography? That subject where a man digs soil and finds out things?" Lisa burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the quiet street.

Jungkook's eyes widened, and he scratched the back of his head. "Right, right," he mumbled. "Archaeology. Not geography." Lisa chuckled, shaking her head. "No way the nerd is talking like this.." she teased, and Jungkook's cheeks flushed. The playful banter between them felt like a secret language, one only they understood.

As Lisa and Jungkook reached their neighboring homes, Lisa pulled Jungkook into her shared home with her brothers because Jungkook had made a firm promise to meet them today!

In the lively living room, Miss Kim Lisa’s four brothers created a delightful chaos.

One of the brothers orchestrated a culinary masterpiece. Flour dusted his apron, and pots clanged. He juggled ingredients—carrots, chocolate chips, and a dash of mischief. The fuck is he cooking in the living room?

Another brother teetered on the edge of slumber, eyelids drooping. His head bobbed, and he mumbled dreamily about unicorns and marshmallow clouds.

Another brother twirled in the center of the room, arms flailing like a windmill. His laughter echoed as he improvised dance moves—a blend of salsa, breakdance, and interpretive jazz. A FREAKING DANCING MACHINE! Lisa is obviously his sister! Dancing queen..

The final brother brother sat cross-legged, engrossed in a thick novel. His glasses perched on the tip of his nose, and he occasionally muttered, "Ah, the plot thickens!"

The room fell silent as all eyes turned toward Jungkook and Lisa. The Lee brothers—each with their unique quirks—assessed the newcomer!

There was the one with plump lips and a strikingly handsome face—probably a model or an actor... Or chef? Another had dimples that seemed to light up the room, their laughter infectious. And then there was the heart-smile guy, like a walking sunbeam. But the one who held Jungkook's gaze was someone else, with his playful cat-like demeanor and that signature gummy smile. The mansion was buzzing with energy..

Jungkook's gaze locked onto two familiar figures—his brothers. But what were Jimin and Taehyung doing here?

"Oh Hi Jungkook!" Jung Hoseok approached Jungkook with a friendly smile, extending his hand for a handshake. Jungkook reciprocated, their palms meeting in a warm clasp. I like this guy..

"Ahem.. Don't you remember me.. Uh- What was your name? Cockie! Yes!" Jin cleared his throat, crossing his arms over his chest. His smile resembled that of a... Yes, lama—quirky and endearing!!

Jungkook's giggle bubbled up—He is cute. Lisa, ever the social butterfly, introduced him to everyone. But then, Jimin's exuberant greeting echoed through the room: "Hellooooo, I'm Park Jimin!" Taehyung, with an eye roll, quipped, "Pwark Dimin."

Yoongi grinned, his hooded eyes crinkling at the corners. "He knows you ALREADY!" he teased Jimin, who responded with an exaggerated pout. The room filled with laughter, a warm camaraderie settling in.

Jimin’s heart swelled with warmth as he regarded Lisa’s brothers. To him, they were more than friends—they were family. Yoongi, with his sleepy hooded eyes and dumpling-like cheeks, played the role of the protective older brother. Jin, like a caring mother, looked out for everyone. 

Jungkook observed the four brothers with a smile. They were playful, funny—exactly his type of guys.

The room buzzed with laughter and camaraderie as they all enjoyed the delicious dinner Jin had prepared—a culinary masterpiece born from a new recipe. The flavors danced on their tongues, and for a moment, they were more than friends—they were family.

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The trio of brothers ascended to the rooftop of their opulent mansion. Taehyung carried steaming mugs of hot chocolate, while Jungkook lugged a pile of soft pillows.

As the trio settled down, Jimin hesitantly broached the topic. "Jungkookie," he began, "how did you get lost that day? How did you disappear?" Jungkook smiled, touched by Jimin's attempt to mask his sadness.

Jungkook recounted the entire story: his kidnapping, the desperate escape from the van, the fateful collision with the car, and the temporary kindness of Mr. and Mrs. Lee who rushed him to the hospital, and how they adopted him. He held nothing back, sharing every detail.

Vmin listened intently as Jungkook recounted his harrowing experience. Jimin's eyes held empathy, and Taehyung's grip on the hot chocolate mug tightened. Jungkook sighed, tracing the journey of events in his mind. Finally, he rested his head on Jimin's lap, seeking comfort in their brotherly bond.

In that lighthearted moment, Taehyung pouted. "Jimin hyung was mine before you came," he teased, feigning dramatic tears. Jimin chuckled, their brotherly bond unbreakable. Despite Taehyung being quite serious all the time, he remained the same baby, just one year apart.

Jimin enveloped Taehyung in a warm hug, and Taehyung responded eagerly, returning the embrace. His hand found its way to Jungkook's hair, a silent reassurance that they were all in this together.

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The house felt emptier now, even with Jungkook’s laughter echoing through the hallways. Jimin sat by the window, tracing the raindrops with his fingertips.

Taehyung leaned against the doorframe, eyes fixed on the old family portrait.

They lost him twice... First to the kidnappers, and now to his own forgotten memories.

Outside, the rain intensified, a reflection of their inner turmoil. They’d searched for Jungkook for years, only to find a stranger who shared their blood.

They kept trying...
Even if it hurts. Because he’s still their brother, lost or found.

And as the storm raged on, they clung to each other, hearts breaking anew.

As the stars blinked into existence, they stood together—three brothers, intertwined by fate.

Found.. Lost.. And found again..
Time erases memories.. But heart never forgets...🕊️✨

-MSniduu7

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Dear @Tarakeshwari123

Thank you for requesting ‘Twelve Years Silence.’ Your support means the world to me! 🌟 The journey of Jungkook, Jimin, and Taehyung has been a labor of love, and I’m thrilled that you enjoyed it.

May our shared passion for these characters continue to inspire us!
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