In the house of Mr. Jeong, located on the outskirts of the city, there was always silence and order. Stone walls, marble corridors, decorated with rare tapestries, seemed motionless witnesses of luxury and power. Kim Taehyung, who had recently taken up the position of butler, quickly won the respect of all the servants. His silent but strict performance of duties, cold calculation and impeccable appearance made him a real support of the house. Not a single detail escaped his attention, each order of the master was carried out precisely and without unnecessary words. However, the real test for Taehyung was not the master of the house, but his young lover, Daniel. The capricious, hysterical young man was a complete contrast to the calm and balanced Jeon. His screams, demands and irritable antics could upset even the most patient servants. But Taehyung did not care about such behavior. A week passed. During this time, he noticed strange changes in Mr. Jung's behavior. Although he rarely spoke directly to the servants, he addressed Taehyung more and more often, and in German, a language the young butler did not know at all. Jungkook was ten years older than him. He often called Taehyung "Mein Schatz" - words that sounded soft, almost affectionate, although their meaning remained a mystery. One evening, as Taehyung was silently serving tea in the living room as usual, Jungkook, sitting by the fireplace, said softly, "Mein Schatz," his voice sounding as if he had put more into the words than just a simple greeting. Taehyung froze, not understanding the meaning of the words, but catching the hidden warmth in them. Jungkook extended his hand and, after a moment, lightly touched Taehyung's hand, breaking the distance for the first time. "Mr. Jeon how does this translate? "You should not understand," Jungkook said, his eyes sparkling in the firelight, "But one day you will."