"Papa! You know w-what I did today?" Jimin comes running to his exhausted father who's lying on the sofa.

"What is it baby?" he asks and forces a smile, allowing his son to jump up on his stomach.

"I found a dog, and it had lost its owner... so me and Hobi ran around to find the owner! It was a very kind old lady and s-she gave us cookies!" Jimin smiles, stuttering due to excitement.

"Really baby? That's my boy" Taehyung lifts himself and holds tightly around Jimin, showering his hair and cheeks with kisses. At least there are some good souls in this world.

"Papa, can Hobi come over tomorrow?" the smaller asks with a huge smile.

"Y-Yeah, if his parents allow it," which they don't. They never do when they hear about an 18-year-old father brining their child inside their small apartment in the 'bad part' of town. Luckily, Hoseok's parents have been nice enough to let their child play with Jimin, but they always play at the elder's house.

Taehyung is grateful for that since some kids have ignored Jimin because their parents have told them he isn't a good influence or he's dirty.

Luckily, Jin always kicks those parents out and forces them to find another daycare.

"Yay!" Jimin jumps from his father's lap towards Taehyung's phone. He calls the number he has memorized by heart and it doesn't last many seconds before the phone is handed to Taehyung.

"Mrs. Jung, thank you for picking up... yes... yes of course, I'm sorry... I will pick him up at eight," as expected, the playdate will be held at the Jung resident.

"Baby, you'll go to Hobi's home tomorrow, isn't that exciting!" Taehyung tries.

"But papa, why can't we come here?" Jimin frowns.

Taehyung feels his heart get stabbed as he looks at his son, feeling guilty for never being able to give him more than his love.

"I'm sorry baby, Hobi's parents thought it would be a good idea to go home to them instead. And they have a bigger house with a lot of toys!" he lifts the smaller into his lap and sighs in relief as Jimin smiles brightly before snuggling into his father's chest.

Taehyung holds his arms tightly around the smaller, rocking them back and forth until Jimin falls asleep.

Taehyung stands up and walks Jimin to the bedroom. He lies him on the bed before tucking him into the soft blankets. He looks adorable, completely wrapped up to his small chin.

"Goodnight my baby," he whispers and kisses Jimin's forehead. The child hums in delight and grabs tightly around his teddy bear.

The father looks at him a little more before exiting the room and sitting down by the sofa table. It's getting dark outside, only a small lamp lights up the cold room.

Taehyung sighs as he pulls his notebook from his bag and opens it. It's filled with numbers and words about his financial circumstances. He writes in what he bought of food today and what he earned. It's the end of the month and it's not easy to keep the economy steady.

Taehyung sighs as he looks at the bills. He must take extra shifts.

He lets his elbows rest on the table, hands running through his hair. He feels his eyes fighting to stay open and his stomach grumble.

He's so pathetic.

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The money is thrown at Taehyung's motionless body. He's lying on his stomach on the familiar hotel bed, legs spread and white mixed with red liquid spilling from his hole.

The two men leave the room with giggles and beers in their hands. Best gift to give a friend, buy a hooker and fuck him together until he bleeds.

The brunette looks at the money lying not far from his eyes. He feels his tears run over his nose and then his cheek before hitting the sheets.

He sniffs before sitting up, collecting the money and putting it in his pocket.

He quickly gets dressed and goes downstairs. His hoodie covers most of his face as he speedwalks down the hall, seeing the exit further down.

"Taehyung."

His father's grumpy, hoarse voice stops him. He gulps and doesn't look up.

"You have another appointment tomorrow, and wear this." The elder man lifts a bag in front of his son. Taehyung tsks and snatches the bag, ignoring his father throwing his used cigarette at him.

He storms out of the hotel and down the street. With a sigh, he looks down into the bag and sees a maiden costume.

Fucking perverts.

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Jungkook sees the children run around on the playground. He can't help but smile. He has always loved children, but when he asked his mother if he could work at a kindergarten or something, he had a lesson every week to teach him that children are only a matter for him when he gets older and someone needs to take care of the company.

Yet, Jungkook still enjoys watching them play in the park. He might seem like a pervert but his intentions are extremely innocent.

Suddenly, a small light-brown-haired boy falls over his own legs, hitting the ground painfully. Jungkook doesn't hesitate to run to the smaller who's biting his lip to keep in the sobs.

"Hey buddy, are you okay? Come on, let's stand up alright?"

The smaller boy sniffs and stands up, holding Jungkook's hand as the elder helps him back on his feet.

The boy stands tall and shows that he wasn't hurt and that he isn't a kid who will cry because of this.

"You're really brave buddy, are you sure it doesn't hurt anywhere?"

"I'm sure," he says and wipes his eyes slightly.

Jungkook smiles and wonders how a kid his age can be so independent.

"But, icecream can make it better?" Jungkook asks teasingly. He sees the nanny give a knowing smile, she has seen Jungkook many times and they've had small talks occasionally.

"Ice-cream!?" the boy jumps up, overly excited by the news.

Jungkook giggles and takes the kid's hand, leading him towards the ice-cream truck.

The boy quickly picks the flavors he likes and they sit down together on a bench.

"What's your name buddy?"

"Jimin!" the boy smiles, ice-cream all over his face.

"What's your name mister?"

"Jungkook," the elder smiles and dries the kid's chin.

"Kookie," Jimin giggles and holds the other's hand. Jimin doesn't know why, but he finds something very comfortable about being with Jungkook. He has a nice smile, he looks like a bunny!

The raven giggles and enjoys watching Jimin eat.

"Do you like ice-cream?" Jungkook asks to break the silence.

"Yes! But I can't get it often, but when I do, I always get the biggest one!" the smaller squeaks.

"Is that so?" Jungkook smiles. God, he would give this kid ice-cream every day if he had the chance.

"Yeah, papa gives me icecream sometimes when we h-have money enough, but he never buys anything for himself..." the smaller pouts, clearly wanting his father to have a taste of this amazing ice-cream. Jungkook smiles but his eyes seek for the bench.

He always feels rather uncomfortable hearing about people who can't even afford enough to buy something like ice-cream. It makes him feel like a selfish rich brat, which he kinda is.

Still, somewhere deep down, he hates that part of himself.