Jungkook's black ankle boots clacked against the white tile of the hospital floor. His hands his pockets as he passed by plenty of people who eyed him as he walked by. He payed them no mind as the number "309" came into view. He approached the door and was about to slide it open before hearing—

"Minnie, you're literally about to be homeless soon. If you don't ask that man for a place to live!" Seokjin complains.

It was quiet with just the sound of fabric against skin.

"That's too much." Jimin sighs.

"You never know unless you ask him." Chung-ha shrugged.

"I'm not-" Jimin began just as Jungkook decided to open the door.

"You're going to be homeless soon?" Jungkook quirks an eyebrow.

Jimin looks up to him as he pulls his shirt down.

He was being released today. His friends brought his clothes for him to change into.

"No! I'm not, they're just-"

"He's being evicted in five days. He has no house. No money to buy a new home. Nothing." Liz blurts as he eyes Jimin.

Jimin punched his arm as his lips folded inward, biting them together.

"What the fuck?!" He whisper shouted to his brother.

Liz giggled as he grinned at Jimin.

"No, answer me Jimin. Do you truly have no place to stay?" Jungkook walks closer to Jimin who rolls his eyes as his head tilts to the side.

"No, I don't. I'll-"

"Live at my home." Jungkook nods seriously.

"What? No. I-"

"You're already taking care of my son. It would be a lot easier if you just lived in my house. That way you won't have to stress over your housing."

Everyone around encourages Jimin to take the deal. They bumped Jimin with their shoulders.

"Do it!"

"It's a good deal stupid."

"Do it, Minnie."

"Come on! Come on!"

Jimin looks between all his friends before looking to Jungkook and nodding.

"I'll have to get my things-"

"I'll send people to bring all your belongings. Give me an address and I'll send my workers."

"Mr. Jeon-" Jimin chuckles.

"Jungkook."

Jimin nods before beginning again. "Okay, Jungkook, this is a lot. I can bring my own belongings."

"That will take too long. You need to meet my pup so you can grow used to him, no?"

Jimin crossed his arms before nodding.

"Yes, I suppose that's right." Jimin nods.

"Let's go then shall we?"

Jimin bites his lip before grabbing his bag and phone, hugging everyone before leaving with Jungkook.

Jimin walked awkwardly beside Jungkook. Jimin was wearing a baby blue crop top and black high waisted jeans with black converse. In contrast, Jungkook was wearing a white button up shirt with black slacks and black ankle boots. Jimin was wearing a beanie Liz, thankfully, brought from his house. Meanwhile, Jungkook's hair was neatly slicked back. They looked like they belonged nowhere near each other.

What made Jimin feel even more out of place was when Jungkook approached a limo in which the door was opened for him before he got in. Jimin hesitantly followed him. Jimin sat still with his bag in his lap. Body slowly caving in on itself. Jungkook noticed how stressed he was, he could smell it.

"Why so tense?" Jungkook asked as he leaned back into the leather seat of the car.

"Because I don't know. You don't  know me. You also are letting me watch your son and live in your house. Paying me a huge amount for watching him as well? It feels like a scam. Are you going to kill me?" Jimin turned to him with a worried look in his eyes.

Jungkook chuckled as he shook his head. "No I'm not going to kill you. Not unless you fuck up." He says with a frightening look in his eyes.

"And how would I do that?" Jimin's grip on his bag tightened.

"There's plenty of ways. But the biggest way? Hurting my son." Jungkook smiles evilly. "So, don't fuck up, hmm?"

Jimin nodded slowly as he looked away to stare out the window.

The rest of the car ride was quite tense. Jimin couldn't wait for it to be over.

—

Jungkook walked up the stairs leading to his front door before unlocking it and pushing the door open. There was Prince running around only in his underwear as everyone is running around trying to catch him. Jungkook sighed as he rubbed his glabella. Jimin watched the little pup run around as he giggled. He smiled as he held onto the strap of his bag that was laying across his chest.

"Active kid." Jimin laughs to Jungkook.

"You have no idea." Jungkook sighs before clapping.

"Prince!" Jungkook calls.

Prince stops running and smiles running to his dad. Hugging his legs. Jungkook reached down and pulled Prince up by his arm before placing him on his hip.

"Why are you running around naked?" Jungkook sighs as he looks up to the ceiling before looking back to his son.

"Because the water was biting me." Prince nods with a pout.

"Biting you? You sure it wasn't just too hot?" Jungkook tilts his head.

"I tested the water, dude. It wasn't hot!" Samiah huffs as she pulls up her white off the shoulder shirt that once again fell victim to a wild pup. Her orange leggings soaked from Prince thrashing around in the water.

Ryan came down the stairs from the bathroom and sighed.

"Prince turned the water on by himself. It was warm, that's what you felt. But then you changed the dial so the water got hotter. So yeah, the water was 'biting' him." Ryan shakes his head as he dries his hand off.

Prince giggled at Samiah's shocked expression.

"Idiot." Ryan scoffed.

"Shut your ass." Samiah  grumbled as she stood up.

Prince looked away from his dad and noticed a man next to him. Jimin looked to Prince and smiled before Prince gasped out and pointed to Jimin.

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! He has the same eyes as me!" Prince points out.

Which is very true. Jimin and Prince share the same beautiful hazel eyes. It was always a mystery to everyone on where Prince got his eyes from. His grandmothers both had dark brown eyes, which meant so did Jungkook. So if he had these hazel eyes that could only mean so did his other parent. That didn't mean Jungkook went around and pointed out every hazel eyed person and claimed they gave birth to his son. But Prince did always point it out. Not a lot of people tended to have the same eye color as him. Prince grinned to Jimin who smiled back him.

"I guess I do have the same eyes as you, huh? Pretty cool, right?"

Prince nodded happily.

"Everyone." Jungkook called for their attention.

"This is who I was telling you about. He will be taking care of Prince so you all can finally breathe." Jungkook nods.

Jimin smiles and bows whispering a small "hello."

"Well since he's taking care of him, why doesn't he give him a bath." Yong-sun huffs as she stands up after laying on the floor.

"Yes!" Prince giggles.

Jungkook hands Prince to Jimin and watches as Prince is immediately comfortable with the soft aura Jimin gives off around the child.

"Address."

Jimin looks up from Prince before pulling his phone and a notepad out of his bag. He writes down the address on his phone then hands it to Jungkook.

"I also have a doberman." Jimin informs as Jungkook takes the paper.

"Alright." Jungkook nods as he looks at the paper. He nods his head to side before heading out the door, followed by lots of people.

"Bath, bath, bath, bath!" Prince chants as he bounces in Jimin's grip.

"Okay! Bath time."

—

Jimin hummed as he washed Prince's back.

"You're really pretty, mister." Prince smiles up to Jimin .

"Thank you. and you're really adorable." Jimin laughs.

Prince giggles as Jimin rinses his back. Jimin sang for Prince most of the time, a way to avoid any kind of silence. Prince enjoyed every second of it, up until it was time to get out. Jimin pulled the babe out of the bath while wrapping a towel around him. Rubbing his hair as Prince giggled.

Since it was early, Prince had gone outside to play. He had gotten dirty so he was to get a bath. As it was only about 12pm, Prince was only going to change into something he would wear around the house. Once out of the bathroom, Jimin noticed the tiny pair of jeans and underwear along with a  white and yellow stripped Winnie The Poo shirt and white socks that laid on a big bed. There also laid a bottle of lotion.

Jimin had Prince stand up on the bed as he began to lotion the boy down. Prince kept wiggling and dancing around as Jimin did so. Jimin just smiled at the peppy pup as he reached for his underwear to help him pull them on.

Soon Jimin finished dressing the boy and lifted him off the bed and placed him on his hip, as he walked out of the room.

"What would you like to do, little one?" Jimin asked he walked down stairs waiting for Prince to answer.

"Can we make cookies? Or! Ooh! Let's make a cake for daddy! He's been grumpy lately." Prince nods as he rocks backward with a smile.

"Alright! Let's make your dad a cake."

—

"Prince oh my god! No!" Jimin rushed over and picked Prince up, twirling him away from the hand mixer that had gone wild. It was spinning quickly on the floor. Prince was screaming and giggling as Jimin sat him on the counter.

Jimin picked up the mixer and turned it off before throwing into the sink. He wiped his face with his hand then wiped it on his white apron.

Prince giggled and clapped.

"You liked that, huh?" Jimin sighed as he took a wet napkin and wiped Prince's face.

"Lucky us, we finished mixing the batter before you threw the mixer down."

"I didn't throw it down, mister! It slipped out of my hand." Prince pouted as Jimin wiped his nose, scrunching his nose.

"Stop calling me 'mister.' You make me feel old. Call me Jimin." Jimin sighs as he wipes up the wasted cake batter.

"Minmin." Prince pouts.

"Yeah, that works." Jimin laughs with a nod.

"You wanna help me pour this into the pan?"

Prince nods happily as he scoots to the edge of the counter before reaching for Jimin. Jimin brought the pup to his body before going to the bowl that sat on the counter. Jimin held Prince in front of him, arm wrapped around his stomach as Jimin held one side of the bowl with one hand. Prince holding it with two. Then poured it into the pan. Prince wanted to put the pan into the oven.

"No. Don't touch it. Step back."

"Minmin!" Prince whined.

"No. You'll get hurt."

Prince frowned before standing back to let Jimin put the cake in the oven.

"You can help me clean up."

Jimin smiles as he takes his oven mittens off.

Prince nodded with a pout as Jimin gave him a napkin to wipe down the counter. Jimin was washing the dishes.

"Minmin?" Prince whispers.

"Yes?" Jimin answers as he rinses off the bowl he just washed.

"A-are you going to leave too?"

Jimin stopped doing what he was doing and looked up before looking behind him to a see frowning Prince who's feet were pointed towards each other as he toyed with the apron tied to his tiny body. He was looking down as he eyes grew watery.

Jimin sat the bowl onto the rack next to the sink before drying his hands and squatting down in front of Prince.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because no one really stays. If they do stay they get tired of me eventually. Even daddy." Prince sniffles.

"No, baby, that's not true. No I won't leave you, okay? Your dad is just tired, okay?"

A little tear slid out of Prince's soft hazel doe eyes and down his cheek as he sniffled. His throat tightening before he tried to speak again.

"Daddy brought you here so that he doesn't have to deal with me. A-and so everyone else doesn't have to either. But I love everyone. I love daddy, Miah, and Ryan. Everyone! B-but they don't like me." More tears left Prince's eyes as his shoulders shook.

"Everyone gets tired and leaves. So that means soon you'll get tired and leave me too!" Prince sobbed as his head fell back.

Jimin's heart shattered as he immediately hugged Prince. Squeezing him tightly as the poor babe sobbed into his shoulder. His crop top growing wet as Prince sobbed harder.

"No! I'm not leaving you okay? No one's tired of you. Stop saying that." Jimin spoke to Prince with a broken voice. His throat was tightening as Prince's words played in his head.

What could have made this poor pup think that no one likes him? Everyone's tired of him? Hell! Even his own father? What the hell has he seen or heard?

Jimin carried the sobbing babe in his arms and held him, rocking him as he sat at the table in the kitchen. He rubbed his back and hushed him. He rocked him from side to side as Prince's sobs turned into wheezes before turning into sniffles. Then Prince went quiet. Jimin pulled the pup from his body before looking into his red eyes. Jimin wiped his cheeks with his thumbs as he bounced his leg that Prince was sitting on.

"Are you tired?"

Prince nodded slowly as his eyes grew heavy.

"Your dad loves you, okay?"

Prince nods as his head starts to fall back. Jimin pulled the boy's body towards him again. His head under his chin as he rubbed the pup's back.

Jimin stood up and sat the sleeping babe onto the couch after removing the apron around his small body then throwing a blanket over him. Jimin went back into the kitchen once the oven beeped. He took the cake out and flipped the pan having the cake fall out and onto a large plate before leaving it to cool. He would decorate it once Prince woke up.

—

Jimin and Prince were on the ground in the living room playing Candy Land when the front door to the mansion opened. It was about 4pm. Jimin looked up and saw people carry in all his boxes and drop them to the side before Axel walked in beside Jungkook. Axel's eyes lit up when he saw his owner. Jimin smiled as he sat up and opened his arms for his doberman to come to him. He hugged his dog and kissed his nose.

Prince squealed as he stood up and ran to Axel hugging his nose giggling. Axel nosed Prince's cheek happily. Jimin smiled at them before looking up to Jungkook who approached them.

"He helped make a cake. He wanted to make one since you seemed stressed." Jimin says as he stands up.

Jungkook nods as he looks behind Jimin, to see his pup giggling with Jimin's doberman. He watched as Jimin walked past him and gave his son one last look before following after Jimin. Jimin showed him the cake that was decorated with white icing, blue and pink sprinkles, as well as pink icing that spelled out "grumpy no more."

Jungkook chuckled as he looked at the cake. "Did he frost this?"

Jimin nodded. "He did."

Jungkook smiled down at the cake as he took it from Jimin.

"You're totally gushing over your son right now." Jimin laughed.

Jungkook rolled his eyes as he sat the cake back down walking out of the kitchen.

"Pup." Jungkook called.

"Yes, daddy?" Prince stood up from laying on Axel's belly and waddled to Jungkook.

"Come eat some cake with me." Jungkook smiled.

Prince gasped and smiled before running into Jungkook's legs eagerly begging Jungkook to pick him up which he did. He walked back into the kitchen and grabbed a knife, getting ready to cut the cake.

"Minmin! Come eat cake with us!" Prince smiled showing off his tiny teeth.

Jimin looked up to Prince who was holding his tiny hand out to him. Jimin chuckled and nodded.

"Yeah, I'll eat cake with you."

Jimin sat down at the table as Jungkook cut three slices of cake. Prince's being the smallest. Jungkook handed Jimin a slice of cake on a plate and a fork before putting his plate and Prince's on the table. Jungkook sat down holding his son in his lap.

"Did you have fun making this?"

"Yes! Minmin dropped the mixy thingy on the floor! It twirled and twirled it was so cool." Prince clapped excitedly.

"I didn't drop anything! You let it slip from your hand."

Prince pressed his finger to his lips shushing Jimin who laughed.

Prince scooped up the strawberry cake and brought it to Jungkook's mouth.

"Eat, daddy." Prince pouted.

Jungkook took the fork in his mouth, pulling the fork from his mouth as he chewed the cake Prince had given him.

"You did a great job, pup." Jungkook smiles as he ate the piece of cake Prince gave.

Prince's lit up as he smiled and happily ate his cake.

—

"Hurry the hell up."

"Stop rushing me asshole." Jimin grumbled as he pulled a corset onto his body.

"Why are we going out anyway? I just got out of the hospital." Jimin sighs as he struggles to tie and tighten the corset while Chung-ha on the other side of the phone was applying red lipstick.

She looked back at the camera to Jimin struggling and laughed.

"Because! We need to celebrate you being okay, getting that money, and having a nice house."

"Also living with a hot alpha." Seokjin intersects and he shoves Chung-ha out of the way.

"Jin! Get the fu-"

"Guys! Shut up! Why is he even relevant? I can't fucking tie this-" Jimin grumbles before the door to his room opens.

All his boxes were in a spare room in the left wing of the house. Close to Prince's room. Nothing in the room was made up or set up. Axel was laying on the ground watching his owner struggle then panic.

"Uh. Hey?" Jungkook questions as he opens the door to Jimin's room. "You wanted to talk to me? But you seem... busy?"Jungkook laughs.

"OMG is that him?!" Rosé squeals.

Jimin face palms as Jungkook snorts.

"Friends?"

Jimin nods.

"Jimin! Ask him for help!" Chung-ha smiles eagerly.

"You're all annoying I hope you know." Jimin sighs.

"So? Do you need my help?" Jungkook smiled.

"Please." Jimin looked down at the ground.

Jungkook slowly approached Jimin before taking the two black strings and began to pull them. Jimin held onto the vanity as Jungkook pulled.

"Ah! Too tight, wait!" Jimin yelled as he couldn't breathe. Jungkook laughed as he stopped pulling on the strings before tying it behind him.

"That good?"

"Yeah, thanks." Jimin sighs.

"Yah! It looks so cute!" Chung-ha smiled and clapped.

"He looks cute! Don't you think, Mister?"

Jimin stared at Seokjin with a deadly stare as he heard Jungkook chuckle.

"Yes. He looks very nice. But he should also be careful not to rip his stitches." Jungkook nods.

The omegas on the phone giggled. Jimin rolled his eyes.

Jungkook looked back at Jimin.

"You said you wanted to talk?" Jungkook sighed as Jimin checked himself in the mirror.

Jimin looked to Jungkook in the mirror before nodding.

"Bye guys."

"What?! What do you mean bye?!" Chung-ha barks.

"You're too nosy." Jimin cringed as he hung up the phone.

He sat his phone screen down before turning around, leaning against the vanity.

"Your son told me something while we were baking."

"He did?"

Jimin nods before inhaling.

"He asked me if I was going to leave him, too."

Jungkook's grip on his arm tightened as he listened to Jimin.

"I asked why he thinks that and he told me because no one stays. But the people that do stay get tired and leave. He said even you get tired of him and leave."

Jungkook's face softened as he sighed and covered his eyes with his hand.

"He said you brought me here because you didn't want to take care of him. Because no one else here wants to take care of him. Or be around him. He told me that he loves all of you but he strongly believes none of you even like him." Jimin's voice broke as he watched Jungkook's face.

"He really told you all this?" Jungkook questioned as he looked down at the ground, hand's in his pockets.

"Yes. He cried his little self to sleep after telling me this."

"But he just never seemed like he questioned-" Jungkook said through a long sigh.

"It always seems like that. He may be little but he's stressing over something that isn't even the truth. He watches you. Sees how you respond to things."

Jungkook looked up to Jimin before walking to the door. His hand sat on the doorknob before Jimin told him.

"Don't bombard him with questions. Start just asking does he know how much you love him. Go on from there."

Jungkook nodded. "Thanks."

—

Jimin laughed as he walked arm in arm with Liz on his left and Chung-ha on his right. Next to Liz, Mani, Hye-jin, then Seokjin. Next to Chung-ha, Rosé, then Taehyung.

"So did y'all end up having a quickie before you got here?" Chung-ha smirks.

"Chu, I will literally throw you in the street." Jimin stared at her.

"Kidding, I was kidding. Gosh." Chung-ha pouts.

Everyone laughs as they approach the club.

"Alright! Groups?" Seokjin announces.

Jimin nods.

"Me and Chu are one group. You and Hye-jin are another. Rosé and Mani are one as well. Then that leaves Liz and Tae in a group as well."

"Why am I stuck with the brute?" Liz scowled with crossed arms.

"Wow." Taehyung laughed.

"Because you forgot everything dad taught us while you were chasing after alphas." Jimin laughed.

"Fuck you." Liz huffed.

"Disperse!" Seokjin clapped and like that everyone left in their assigned duos.

Liz and Taehyung sat at the bar.

"You okay?" Taehyung speaks first spinning the swivel chair to look at the quiet omega.

Liz payed him no mind as he asked the bartender for a martini.

"Liz."

"What?" Liz exhales as he rests his head on his hand.

"I asked if you're okay."

"I'm fine. Why?"

"You look stressed."

Liz ignored him as he pulled the glass the bartender sat in front of him closer. The sleeves that were pulled down to rest at the top of his upper arm, raising up to sit on his shoulder.

"Why are you like this when no one's around?" Taehyung frowns.

"I'm not. It's just today." Liz rolled his eyes as he brought the glass to his mouth.

"Liz-"

"Stop calling my name like that. I'm okay. It's okay." Liz chuckled as he took a sip of his martini.

"It's getting to you isn't it?" Taehyung looked to Liz pained.

"What're you talking about?"

"You know what I mean. Stop acting like you don't."

"Taehyung please just stop."

Taehyung stopped talking but he did look to Liz concerned. Something was bothering the omega.

"Tell me what it is."

Liz looked to Taehyung who then held his cheek. Looking deep into his eyes, smiling softly.

"You know I'm a good listener."

Liz bit his lip before sighing. His head falling down as Taehyung still held his cheek.

"Jimin and dad have been getting worse and worse. I can see how badly it's breaking papa. I have no idea what to do."

"That's not your problem to fix now is it?"

"No, but-"

"But nothing. Stop stressing over it. Everything's fine right now. Kick back, relax. All of our friends are having fun so why aren't we?"

Liz laughed as he looked back up to Taehyung.

"Stupid."

"Let's dance!" Taehyung pulled Liz away who just laughed as they met with their friends who were also dancing.

—