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Jimin's POV

I was hanging out at Yoongi's during the weekend, cuddling with him on the couch when Yeji had walked in, "Hey Yoongi. He Jimin."

"Hey mom." Yoongi greeted, looking up.

Yeji smiled, "Yoongi... don't you wonder where your dad is?"

Yoongi shrugged, "Not really. If he's anything like me, he's probably a dickhole and abandoned you when he found out you were pregnant." What...? What the fuck? I tried to hide the anger rising in me.

"Language. And yeah, that's pretty much what happened." Yeji chuckled, "And because of the, I didn't have the money to raise you... I'm sorry."

"It's fine." Yoongi smiled, "I'm sorry I was being a dickhole and trying to ditch you. I didn't know we were really related." And the anger rose more.

"Language, Yoongi. Or Jimin will leave." Yeji crossed her arms.

I pulled away from Yoongi and stood up, "It's fine, I'll leave anyway." I said, frowning.

"Woah, Jiminie. What's wrong?"

"I don't know. Maybe the fact you'll abandon me some day. You just fucking said it yourself. That if you're dad is anything like you, he probably abandoned the one he loved."

"Oh no. Jimin's, that's not what he meant." Yeji spoke.

"It really isn't." Yoongi stood up, "Please believe me."

"Then what else could you mean?" I scoffed.

"Just yesterday morning, Eomma told me that my dad was gay. She only became pregnant with me because she wanted a kid. She just didn't know she'd be broke when she had me. Eomma is uh... not straight either." Yoongi explained.

"I thought Yoongi's father would help with the finances but he refused. Aish, this is why I don't like men."

"What about me?" Yoongi sounded hurt.

"You're my son. That's different." Yeji said.

"Fine. Anyway, Jimin. That's what I meant. I probably wouldn't stay with a girl I fucked just so she could have a baby." Yoongi said, kissing Jimin's cheek.

Jimin chuckled, "Alright. I understand."

"You two should go on a date. Go on ahead. I'll even give Yoongi money to pay for it." Yeji handed Yoongi a credit card.

Yoongi nodded, "Thanks mom." He grabbed my hand, intertwining them and dragged me outside.

"Where should we go?"

"The arcade! A better one!" I exclaimed, "You promised you'd take me to one."

"You're right. I did. Kumamon reminded me that every night. Let's go."

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We arrived to a huge arcade that Yoongi payed for us to go in.

"Woah. What first?" I asked with a smile.

Hours passed and it was dinner time by the time we left.

I had my arm wrapped around Yoongi's as he walked me home.

"This lollipop is great."

"So are you."

"Dirty." I laughed.

When we got home, Yoongi pecked me on my lips, "Sleep well."

"I'll see you in my dreams!" I pecked him on the lips once again and ran inside my foster home.

That's right... I'm still a foster kid unlike Yoongi.

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