"Your arms feel more like home than my house ever did."

11/06/21
Rewritten :: 23/04/2023

5k+ words. I hope you like this chapter.
Song recommendation :: zara zara (by bombay jayashri)

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Please ignore the mistakes.
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Third person POV

The morning breeze that entered the room had the curtains flew away in the air, the sunrays intruding on the peaceful morning. Birds were chirping outside. 

The sleeping man frowned in his sleep, eyes fluttering open sleepily, he blinked, groaning in annoyance of being woken up from such a peaceful slumber. 

He blinked more furiously, adjusting to the sudden light as Taehyung sat up, his blonde locks pointed everywhere and almond eyes half open.

"Hyunie.." He whispered and as if it were a habit, his hand travelled to his side to pat the six year old on the stomach but he flinched when the palm of his hand didn't meet the soft tummy but the bedsheets. 

Almost immediately Taehyung's half open eyes were opening in alarm and panic, head moving to find his child but the sight in front of him had his thundering heart stop. 

The child was turned around at 180 degree, his tiny body pressed to the mafia's who had his back facing them. The sight brought out a small chuckle out of the blonde's lips.

He smiled. The blonde felt his heart beating at peace. Last night moments filled his brain, the memories of the cries he let out last night caused his cheeks to burn in embarrassment. 

"You are stupid." The blonde cursed himself, palm raising to rest on Jaehyun's hairs as he caressed them with love. 

"My baby.." He whispered and looked back at the sleeping mafia who had his face buried in pillows and duvets, failing to stop the emotion that raised in his chest, he stared at both the sleeping figures before he was shuffling to his feet toward the bathroom.

When the mafia opened his eyes, he groaned in his sleep, wanting to push the foreign weight on his chest away but as soon as his hand met the soft silly locks, he stopped, eyes fluttering open confusingly. 

"Who the fuc— oh." Jungkook stopped mid sentence, noticing the six year old head over his chest, he felt his lips tucked upward. 

"Good morning, buddy." The kid chirped, doe eyes sparkling with thousand stars, lips formed into a wide boxy grin. He smiled from ear to ear. 

"Good morning." Jungkook beamed, looking at his side only to have his smile slightly fall when didn't find the blonde beside him. The sound of the shower running from the bathroom had made his heart calm.

He looked back at the kid as he sat up with the kid in his lap, arms and legs wrapped around him, the boy giggled making Jungkook look down at him with the softest expressions. 

"Thank you." The child said, his eyes twinkling but the raven frowned. 

"Thank you? Why?"

"Thank you for staying with h-hyunie. F-father never s-slept with me." The kid whispered, eyes filled with warm tears and Jungkook felt his shoulder slumped down with sadness. 

He hugged the kid closer to his chest, pecking him on his head. The tattooed arms wrapping around the boy's tiny body. 

"I will always stay, darling. Whenever, wherever you want me, I will be there. Okay?" Jungkook whispered to the kid who looked at him with wide eyes. 

"Promise?" 

"Promise." The mafia smiled as the kid sealed the promise by joining their little fingers. The child gave him the largest smile. 

They both sat there in silence for another moment when a thought crossed the mafia's head which made him stop the movements of rocking Jaehyun back and forth, the kid again looked up at him, confusingly. 

"Buddy?" He asked, confused, making the elder look down at him, Jungkook's rough palm cupping Jaehyun's tiny face. 

"Jaehyun.." He trailed off, the kid now giving him his whole attention, bringing his leg closer, the six year old stood up on Jungkook's lap, his arms securing the tiny body firmly.

"Yes buddy." And if it wasn't for the thoughts swirling in his brain, Jungkook would have laughed at how serious the kid sounded. Eyebrows frowned cutely and eyes narrowed, where the child tried his best to appear as a big worried boy, his expressions could only brought out his inner puppy. 

"Why, why did you call me "dada"?" The mafia couldn't help but ask, his heart was thundering with questions as Jaehyun called him dada in such a situation. 

Where everyone expected the six year old to be scared of him, he was more comfortable with him now than before, the kid was spending time with him. The kid called him "dada" and wanted him to stay closer. 

What if Jaehyun saw Yugyeom in Jungkook, what if the kid found an appearance of Yugyeom in him, what if the child saw Yugyeom in his aggressive side. Only the thought of this made Jungkook's heart fall deeper into the pit of sadness.

No- no.. never. He recited in his mind, already feeling the burning sensation on his orbs. 

"You didn't l-like me calling you "dada"?" The kid asked, breaking the trance of Jungkook's thoughts who gasped at the kid's large tear filled eyes. 

"No, never hyunie. J-just.." Jungkook trailed off, as he looked down. The kid pecked him on his cheeks, wiping the tear that had slipped from the mafia's eye.

Jungkook hesitated, staring at the child who was waiting patiently for him to talk, he took a breath. 

"Did you call me "dada" because I hit the bad man on that day?" He whispered, eyes refusing to blink as he gazed at the child. 

"Yes." The answer brought a tear out from his eye again, and Jungkook didn't know how he stopped the sob that wanted to rip out of his throat. 

"Y-you see me as your father, as Yug—

"No!" The yell that escaped the kid's mouth made the mafia flinch, looking at him with such worry-filled orbs, Jungkook locked the kid tighter into his arms.

"N-no, n-never! N-never ever! Pl-please n-never be m-my father, y-you are my d-dada. Pl-please, please buddy, never e-ever be l-like him. H-hyunie will be a g-good boy, please don't be l-lik—" 

"I am sorry, I am sorry. Hyunie, calm down. Sh sh sh.. I am sorry." The mafia apologised immediately, hugging the kid closer to his chest if that was even possible, the kid's tears staining his shirt. 

The raven cursed himself, palm rubbing on the kid's back soothingly as he shushed him down, for Jaehyun. Both Father and Dada meant different. 

Where the word "father" brought terror to his tiny self, the word "dada" was the reason for his comfort. 

When Jungkook made the kid look up at him, he felt guilt churned in his chest. Hands itching to slap his own self for making the kid cry. 

"I am sorry." Jungkook uttered, the kid shaking his head, pressing himself closer to the mafia, his palm rubbing on the kid's locks. Jungkook looked up at the ceiling to stop any more tears from flowing out from his eyes. 

He was just a monster and heartless for everybody around him. No one liked him and the kid also find him and his actions similar to Yugyeom, he was no different—

"Dada.." A tiny whispsr from the kid forced Jungkook to look down, the six year old meeting his eyes. 

"I called you dada, because you hit t-that bad man, but not because you are l-like f-father.." Jaehyun said, standing up on his feet, small palms curling on Jungkook's face. 

"F-father hurted me and appa.." Jungkook's heart stopped, looking at the kid with round doe tear filled eyes. 

"But you, dada, hit for us. You protected me and appa j-just like Yoonie told me. F-father used to get angry on me and appa but you got angry for us, Dada." The kid finished, looking at Jungkook with the same doe bambi eyes, his words and tiny palm around his face made the mafia's lower lip wobble as he buried his face into the kid's tiny tummy, making him giggle. 

The raven wept silently, refusing to let go of the child, weeping into his tummy. The kid clicked his tongue.

"You are such a babywetter." Jungkook looked up at the kid frowning, still wet eyes narrowed and nose painted red. 

"Babywetter?"

"Yes, appa used to call me "bedwetter" when I used to wet the bed but now you are wetting me, means the baby, so you are a "babywetter"." The kid uttered, raising his head proudly, making Jungkook narrow his orbs at him.

"Seriously, is this even a word?" 

"Yes it is, hyunie made this." The proud raised head of the kid made Jungkook laugh, as his fingers came in contact with the soft tummy of Jaehyun, the kid squirming in his hold as he laughed loudly. 

That was when Taehyung exited the bathroom, his hair wet and skin glowing, the man was dressed in simple brown trousers and a white shirt but the loud silence in the room had him startled. 

Before Taehyung could ask any question on the disappearance of both the boys because he swore he heard them talking a while ago. The tiny boy was coming in his sight, throwing himself at him, the blonde picked him up, confusion all over his face. 

"Hyun—

"Appa run— what?" 

"Run appa! Run!" The kid exclaimed but the next moment someone was jumping out from under the duvets scaring Taehyung who screamed, because of which the kid screamed too and both of their screams combined had the male jumping on them startled making him fall on his butt on the floor, he hissed.

"Jungkookie got an ouchie on his bumbum.."

The child broke down into loud laughter, his appa also failing to stiff his laugh, the mafia glaring at them standing up on his feet, hissing slightly as he rubbed his bum.

"Jaehyun, you were in my team..." 

"No I wasn't."

"Oh really, we will see." The raven uttered, stepping forward toward the laughing boys. 

"Appa run! He will tickle.." The child warning as Taehyung found himself running for their life, the mafia following behind. Loud laugh still falling out from his mouth. 

"F-fish— at least l-let me laugh properly f-first." 

"Oh trust me, you will cry." 

"Appa run— run fast! Dada's near.." 

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The loud yells filling the lounge had all the servants shaking their heads in annoyance, as it was a Sunday noon, all the men were jumping over each other with another useless reason. 

But when they heard the tiny soft laughs of the six year old, their hearts melted now looking at the kid and his appa smiling from ear to ear as they walked toward them but looked at each other, whispering. 

Never those men had thought that an interaction between a kid and his parents could melt their hearts. 

The blonde stopped as he looked at the others, looking at him, a soft tuck on their lips. He greeted them with a light bow which they all dismissed rather adorably. 

"C'mon join us, Tae." Seokjin called him from the floor, sitting up the mattress down for their evening games and movie nights. The male made a guilty face.

"Oh, I-i am sorry, hyung. I didn't know you all were planning this. I promised Hyunie to take him out to the garden today." The blonde uttered as he looked down at the six year old with hesitation, the child lips forming into a pout.

"It's alright, appa. W-we can cancel—

"No. No baby. Please don't cancel your plans for us, Tae. It's been a while since you both are here, your brain should get a break from our nonsense." Jimin laughed, making both Taehyung and the child giggle too as the other 4 men narrowed their eyes at him.

The blonde looked around, his chocolate brown orbs finding the familiar face, as he hesitantly stepped toward Jimin. 

"U-um, Jimin– where's Jungkook?" The blonde shuffled with his words as the shorter male raised his eyebrow in amusement. 

"He doesn't play games, boring man. He might be in his office, having a war with his papers." Taehyung looked down, Jimin noticing the other's expressions as his smile fell but was soon replaced with a soft tuck of his lips again. 

"Hyunie, do you want your pockets to be stuffed with candies as your appa brings something back from inside the house?" The blonde was jerking his head toward the other, with eyes blown wide. The kid was already grabbing on Jimin's sleeves, his hairs bouncing with every other excited nod he made. 

And Taehyung looked shocked as the other waved a hand at him and even before his mind, his heart was leaping forward in his chest. 
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The mafia  gazed at the clock on the wall across the room. It was only four in the evening, the male got back to his work, realising he had a lot of time to complete those paper works laying on his desk.

But the mafia frowned when there was a soft knock on his office door, refusing to let his eyes peer away from the stack of white printed sheets.

"Yeonjun, I don't need anything." The male uttered, knowing very well that no one other than the younger boy and Yoongi had access to his office lobby. And well Yoongi wouldn't knock.

There was a knock again, the mafia's hand stilling on the sheets, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek in utter annoyance. The lack of response drew out another knock from the other side of the door as Jungkook glared at the wooden frame.

"Stop fucking annoying me, Yeonjun!" The male yelled as he raised his hand to throw the pen in between his fingers at the brown polished door, when a mop of blonde locks peeked from behind it.

The mafia's raised hand froze in the air, like his wrist was held in an invisible force as he sprang onto his feet, shuffling the pen away. 

"Taehyung.." He whispered, confused. The younger looking at him with wide blown eyes. 

"I-i am sorry, if I disturbed. I refused, I swore, b-but he kept on k-knocking.." The blonde stuttered on his words as he refused to leave the door frame and step inside.

"He?" The mafia caught on his words and Jungkook found his jaw clenched at the gasp he heard from behind Taehyung. 

"Yeonj—" But the blonde couldn't even complete his words as someone pushed him forward, the door closing behind him. He stumbled on his steps, the mafia stepping forward in worry. 

"Are you okay?" The raven asked worriedly, standing an arm away from the blonde who nodded his head with a chuckle. 

"Yeah.." The silence that followed had both the males look around awkwardly, the mafia stared at the blonde locks and Taehyung peeked from behind his eyelashes. 

"Jungkook.." Taehyung called, hesitating in his words as the mafia looked attentively at him.

"If— if I-i was asking.." The blonde trailed off, taking a long puff of air into his nostrils, he let out in one breath, "If you wanted to come with me and Hyunie to the garden nearby. It's alright if you have work, just Hyunie wanted to.." 

The raven looked wide-eyed at Taehyung, who refused to meet his eyes, the younger glanced at him, his heart betraying him in his chest. But the blonde felt himself bubbling up with glee when Jungkook gave him the tooth full smile, bobbing his head up and down. 

The younger clapped his hands in utter excitement as he turned around on his feet,

"I'll fetch, Hyunie." 

"Baby's here." But the loud yell from Yeonjun stopped him in his tracks, the six year old in the other's arm, as he put him down and before the mafia could meet Yeonjun's eyes to pin him down with his glare, the boy was already gone. 

The three of them stepped out but Taehyung frowned when watched how Jungkook and Jaehyun skipped toward the opposite way from the door, he looked confused. 

"Where are you both going, door's that way?" His words came out as a question rather than a statement, the child giggled and Jungkook looked at him like he had grown two heads, before his eyes widened in realisation.

"Oh" 

"Appa doesn't know about our secret, buddy." The child giggled again as he pulled on Jungkook's sleeves and whispered something into his ears as he bent down. The raven gazed at the kid for a moment, before he nodded his head, smiling. 

The child ran to the blonde, pulling on his hand, he hopped excitedly toward a wooden door. Which looked more like a door for another room. 

"Hyunie.." 

"Appa c'mon, I'll show you our secret." Taehyung let his body be dragged forward by the kid, who disappeared behind the door, calling for him excitedly. He looked back at Jungkook, a little scared and worried, who had his hands tucked in his pants pockets giving him an encouraging smile.

The man curled his hand around the door knob, his heart beating rapidly in his chest as he stepped out from the mansion and the sight in front of him brought out an audible gasp from his mouth. 

"T-there's a g-garden.." 

The cold chilling breeze of the evening painted Taehyung's cheek, the birds that chirped around him made his cheek pull into a wide grin and the man swore he wanted to feel the wet grass down with his bare feet. 

"This— this is.." Taehyung whispered as he stepped forward taking in the smell of various flowers around him, his eyes fluttering close from happiness.

The child in front of him laughed loudly as a few birds chirped around him, the butterflies kissing his cheeks. Taehyung looked at his child, his heart reaching its peak of happiness as the blonde felt his cheeks hurt from how hard he was smiling. 

The blonde looked back and he watched with twinkling orbs as the mafia removed his shoes and socks, the bare feet coming in contact with the wet grass. He watched with a tender heart when Jungkook removed his blazer and rolled up his sleeves till his elbows, the inked arms coming in his sight. 

Taehyung smiled softly, his skin crawling from the happiness that swirled around them. They weren't wrong when they said how nature could heal anyone and anything. 

But the blonde squealed when a bunny hopped in front of him, looking at the tiny creature with such sparkling orbs. Taehyung gazed at him with lips tucked in between his teeth as the raven male picked up the white bunny in his hands as he caressed him, sitting down on the grass. 

Taehyung wanted to absorb this moment in his eyes for forever as Jungkook smelled the tiny bunny in his arms and scrunched his nose up adorably, lips pressing in a thin line and orbs bubbling in emotions. Taehyung watched the raven and the bunny giving each other a mirrored smile. 

Boxy grin appeared on his face as Taehyung stopped himself from letting out the sound of glee at the sight. He gazed back at the kid who was busy with some butterflies around him. Taehyung stepped closer toward Jungkook as quietly as he could.

And when he reached just a foot away from them, both the bunnies looked at him and Taehyung found himself giggling at how round Jungkook's eyes looked. 

The blonde crouched down, now sitting on his bum in front of the raven, who looked at him with a soft tuck of his lips, the bunny in Jungkook's lap jumped into his making him let out a startled gasp, he looked wide-eyed at the mafia. 

But he only smiled at him and Taehyung looked with wide puppy orbs as the bunny sniffed onto him, using his hand as the support, the tiny figure climbed onto his shoulder and stole a kiss on his cheek which made Taehyung laugh loudly. 

The bunny was hopping down from his shoulder, disappearing behind the bushes as fast as he had appeared. Both Jungkook and Taehyung chuckled at the tiny animal. 

His brown chocolate orbs rested on Jungkook's face who was already looking at him, the comfort of silence surrounding them. The raven was the first one to look down from the younger, who also looked away. 

The silence that surrounded them had both the males scared of their loud heart beats, Jungkook's fingers curled around the wet grass and Taehyung felt his own hands restless. 

"I never knew there's a garden." Taehyung whispered, looking at the other with soft eyes, the elder met his gaze.

"This is my safe place." Jungkook whispered back, his words churning something in Taehyung's heart.

"And you allowed me and Hyunie in your safe place." Taehyung's voice was deep and soft, filled with disbelief which made Jungkook let out a soft chuckle nodding his head, he refused to look at the younger. 

"Once Jaehyun wanted to visit the garden but I couldn't let him out of the mansion so I brought him here and he loved the area." Jungkook smiled, meeting Taehyung's eyes for only a second who gave him twinkling eyes. 

"And me?" He asked, the mafia looking at him in silence as Taehyung tried to slow down his heart beats, "Why me? Why did you allow me here?" Jungkook gulped, his fist tightening on the grass. 

"I-i—" He searched the words, the younger looked at him with patient eyes, "You— you were never out of it, you were always my safe place."

Taehyung felt it difficult to fill his lungs with air as Jungkook let out those words in voice no where louder than whispers, immediately looking down again at his lap, the blonde stared at the raven locks. 

None of them spoke for another few minutes as they looked around themselves, finding it impossible to calm down their beating hearts. Jungkook's gaze rested on the six year old who was running around a few bunnies, he chuckled, when a soft whisper filled his ears.

"Your mom always wanted to build a garden.." Jungkook's head jerked toward Taehyung, who bit on his lips and the raven felt his heart shattering with her memories.

He nodded his head silently, stealing his gaze away from Taehyung's, the wet grass coming in front of his sight.

"S-she always wanted to have her garden. But father never allowed it and later when we moved to London I had no money to make one." The sight in front of him turned blurry, Jungkook felt tears forming into his eyes as he refused to look up at the other. 

Taehyung smiled sadly at the raven, his hand raising unconsciously to curl around the raven hairs behind the mafia's ears, as he caressed them comfortingly, just like he used to. 

As soon as Jungkook felt the soft touch of fingers behind his ears, caressing his locks with such care, a tear slipped down his eye as he looked up at the younger, who was smiling at him sadly. 

The blonde locks that fluttered with the wind made Taehyung look the softest being, his wide puppy eyes filled with care and worry as he gazed at the mafia in front of him, a sob squeezed itself out from Jungkook's throat. 

He saw Taehyung shifting closer to him in worry as Jungkook let his hand curl around Taehyung's both hands as he pulled them closer to himself, one after another tear sliding down his face. 

"Jungk—

"I-i am sorry." Taehyung smiled softly at the apology as he watched Jungkook cry, clutching both of his hands tightly. 

"Aren't we over that phase—" 

"No." The mafia shook his head, looking at Taehyung with teary eyes and red nose, biting his lips to stop any unwanted sob to rip through his throat.

"N-no, please, l-let me say.." The mafia pleaded, breaking the younger's heart who shifted closer, their knees brushing. 

"I-i am sorry, so f-fucking sorry for hurting y-you. I-i am s-sorry." Jungkook sobbed as he stared at Taehyung whose own eyes got filled with tears, he didn't say anything. 

"I-i hurted you. I-i thought of h-hurting Hyunie, I-i am sorry." The mafia pleaded, opening his mouth to say more before the blonde beat him to that. 

"Jungkook, you know our thoughts don't matter as long as they don't turn into actions. It doesn't matter what someone thinks about me as long as they don't push me off the stairs, no?" The blonde asked, his hands still clutched in Jungkook's, who shook his head desperately.

"N-no, I-i didn't hurt H-hyunie. B-but I did to you." The mafia whispered, a drop of water slipping down his cheeks, Taehyung felt a lump forming in his throat, memories from the past filling his chest.

"Taehyung, T-tae.. I-i don't know. W-when you left w-without any explanation, I-i went mad, c-crazy. E-everything around me made me remember y-you. R-roses, c-café, b-baking, c-colours, e-everything. I-i wanted to hurt you, t-to see you cry." The mafia cried, nails digging into Taehyung's skin who said nothing. 

"I-i wanted to h-hurt people, make them cry. I-i started believing what my father said to me, that no o-one wants me, n-no one will l-love me. Never." Jungkook's breathing became rigid, the younger looking at him worriedly, trying to free his hands to comfort the other but Jungkook refused.

"M-mom n-never wanted me to be l-like t-this, I-i disappointed e-everyone, I-i disappointed h-her. W-when I hurt y-you, m-my chest hurt, my heart h-hurt b-but there was a v-voice t-that said y-you deserved i-it, even when I-i knew y-you didn't." The mafia cried loudly as he looked down at their joined hands, his sobs and shaking shoulders broke Taehyung's heart into pieces who shook his head, tears kissing his cheeks.

"I-i— I am s-sorry, I-i.. I-i know I don't deserve a-anybody, I-i don't deserve you, Taehyung. B-but you so simply f-forgive m-me, y-you b-behave so nicely with me. W-whenever I-i remember t-those sights of you being scared of me, o-of me being hurting you p-physically, mentally, I want to fucking burn my hands." The mafia yelled with hiccups as he raised his hands away from Taehyung to bang them down on the ground in anger before they were caught by the younger. 

The mafia looked at Taehyung who stared back with teary eyes, worry and an emotion Jungkook couldn't name swimming in them. 

"Jungkook, do you know the past is always past unless you compare it with the present? How will you move on if you are always stuck in the past? Jungkook, yesterday doesn't matter as long as you are bettering your present and tomorrow." The mafia's lower lips wobbled as he again broke down into loud cries. 

The raven held both of Taehyung's hands into his as he cried his apology.

"Tae, I-i am so b-bad, so g-guilty. I-i regret e-everything, I-i am sorry. Pl-please d-do something, s-something, anything. M-my chest h-hurt. I-it hurt so f-fucking m-much. Please help me, I-i beg, petal." A painful cry escaped Taehyung's mouth as he watched Jungkook beg, pressing both of his hands onto his head. 

"J-jungkook, listen to me, please.." The raven looked at him, eyes swollen and lips almost bruised from how hard he was biting on them, face wet and nose painted cherry red. The blonde cupped his cheeks in his soft hands. 

"Jungkook, do you want me to help you?" The blonde asked, his heart shattering into pieces when the mafia nodded his head eagerly like a punished child. 

"I want you to move on from our past, Jungkook. I know you are guilty and regret whatever happened, but if you always beat yourself up for it, you will ruin your tomorrow and today too." Jungkook stared at the other, his heart fluttering in his chest. 

"I want you to try. I want you to try your best, Jungkook. Try for yourself, try for me." Taehyung matched Jungkook's orbs, he wiped the lone tear with his thumb away.

"I had forgiven you the night you apologised to me, Jungkook. But if you don't believe me, okay. Try your best to make yourself forgive you, try your best to make your mumma proud of you. Try to be the son she wanted you to be, try your best to be my Koo." Taehyung whispered, encouragingly nodding his head as his petite figure was pulled into a tight hug, the mafia silently crying on his shoulder.

"I-i promise, p-promise. I-i will try my b-best. M-my best to make y-you and m-mom proud of me." The blonde felt his ears filled with broken whispers as he caressed the back of Jungkook's head

"Oh Jungkook..you deserve everything, everything and everyone. Your mumma and I aren't disappointed in you, we could never be. You are strong. You don't have to change yourself, just try and we both will be the happiest." The blonde thought to himself as he now caressed Jungkook's  head.

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Now in their room, the mafia sleeping soundly, curled inside the duvets. The six year old pressed to his side, he watched both of them with a tender heart. His fingers stilling over the raven's forehead. 

He smiled, the last muffled words of Jungkook before he fell into deep slumber resonating in his ears. His heart exploded behind his limbs as he remembered the moment from a few minutes ago.

"Taehyung.." The mafia called, eyes fluttering close from sleep as he clutched onto the blonde's hands, who looked at him worriedly, hand in between his raven locks.

"I-i will try my best. B-but you aren't bound to accept me in the e-end. Y-you can still choose someone else who can adore you more than me." Taehyung smiled softly at the mafia's whispers, eyes barely open. 

"Jungkook, you can fight right?" A silent chuckle escaped Jungkook's mouth as he whispered something, the blonde leaning closer to hear what the other had said. 

And he felt his heart stop beating when his ear got filled with the soft syllable Jungkook let out before he fell into a deep slumber. 

"I can fight with every man in this world who wants you, Taehyung. But not the one you want." 

The blonde stared at the sleeping figures as he smiled softly and leaned forward toward the six year old pressing a good night kiss on the tiny head.

But this time it wasn't only the child who received the goodnight kiss filled with comfort, warmth and care but also the male who had cried his heart out, as soft lips brushed against his forehead before his buff body was covered with blankets completely. 

The ice had melted so did
Taehyung's heart.
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