Taehyung was currently cleaning the rooftop from the heavy snow, his hands almost going numb form the coldness. The sun was raising slowly, causing the birds to chirp and it revealed a golden hour. The spring was coming, slowly but surely.

While Taehyung worked hard, you were his neighbor. You helped your mother baking sourdough for your mother to sell it in the market. Your father worked as intern farmer, he came only in the weekend. Taehyung and you occasionally shared glances or stoled smiles, but never talked. You both were mature.

As Taehyung leant back exhausted from working, his father stepped out of the old wooden house. He crossed his arms Son, you need to finally find a woman and move away. We can't no longer buy you what you need- you're getting old. I want you to marry a woman already. His father warned

Taehyung sighed exhausted...he hates this pressure. He wanted to marry for love, not for money and benefits. But he nodded anyway, looking down

Go and buy some cinnamon rolls from the Lee Family He ordered, which Taehyung didn't say no to. He started walking through the small farms and fields, and within 5 minutes he arrived at your small house as well. He knocked the door