jinhyuk never really lived a bad or hard life. sure, his father walked out on his mom when he was really young, another woman on his arm, but he never had to face any hardships. his mother mad sure to take care of him as best as she could. even from a toung age, he knew that therewas something off. sometimes, his mom would cry while holding a family picture from when he was a baby. in those moments, he knew that he should comfort her. and so he did.

she always called him her baby sun. as he was a child of the sun itself. his laugh was a ray of hope for her, that things would be better. jinhyuk wasn't sure who in his family was a fairy, if it was one of his parents or if it was somewhere down the line but just passed down. his mother never told him, and he didn't bother asking. frankly, he didn't want to bring up memories of his dad when he knew that his mother would be upset by it.

growing up, he made sure to take care of his mom like she had all her life. instead of going off to an expensive college once he graduated high school, jinhyuk went off to take mixologist classes while working some odd jobs. really, he did all he could to make sure that he made enough money to take care of his mom. between checks from his dad and whatever money he could make, they always made due. sure, life wasn't perfect, but it was better than nothing.

once he got his mixologist degree, jinhhyuk was quick to snag a job at the local bar once he was old enough. it wasn't the best environment all the time, between all of the alcohol and the throwing up, but it was something he enjoyed. besides, he got a little extra bonus, because he was so good at his job.

jinhyuk has been working at his job for the past two years, and everyone knows and loves him. he's a very outgoing guy, known as a jokester and playful to many. there's something charming about the moments when he's a little aloof, not entirely focused. even so, he can be a bit cocky if he's feeling a certain way. but he's a momma's boy, and always has been. he still lives with his mom in order to help take care of her, but that doesn't mean that the guy can't have a little fun.

you are my sunshine, my only sunshine. you make me happy when skies are grey. you'll never know dear how much i love you. please don't take my sunshine away.

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