Y/N's POV

At last, it's about time we landed. I didn't know how I fell asleep, but when I woke up, Jimin's face was inches away from mine. I looked up only to be mesmerized by his beauty. Jimin was really beautiful.

That's when I noticed he changed his hair color, from platinum blonde, now it's light brown. His hair covered his forehead while he slept. The little mole on his neck is on my full view as his head was moved to my side. His lips were slightly parted as small warm air escape his mouth. Thick and long eyelashes that can be compared to a female was delicately on top of his eyes.

God! He is so mesmerizing!

Keep it together Y/N!

"Mommy until when will you look at uncle Jimin?" I looked beside him. My son was grinning ear to ear while I was horrified to know that he caught me staring.

"W-What are you saying? He got drool on his shirt. I wasn't staring honey!" I nearly stuttered as I tried to defend myself.

"Yeah right, mommy! Uncle didn't have any drool, but don't worry, I won't tell!" He informed me as he gestured with his small hands and wide eyes a locking of a zipper.

Gosh, this kid!

I wasn't beside him for a few weeks and his cheekiness doubled. I rubbed my temples as I spoke, "Who taught you that honey?"

"Nobody, I just saw it on TV," He answered as he starts to fiddle with his fingers.

I looked at him wide-eyed before I spoke once again. "What were you watching?" I asked.

"Pretty Little Liars mommy!" He answered excitedly, as he raised his voice. Jimin squirmed beside me, his eyes fluttered open as he took in his surroundings.

"You shouldn't watch that tiger," Jimin mumbled as he shifted his eyes to my son.

"But..." My son pouted as he tried to defend himself. But to no avail, Jimin cut him off.

"It's a very very grown-up show. A little tiger like you shouldn't watch things like that, or the aswang will get you." He explained as he looked at my son with a straight face.

"Aswang? What is that?" Cyril asked as his eyes gleamed with anticipation and looked up at the man in front of him.

"An aswang..." He neared his face in my son as my son's eyes were focused on Jimin's every move "...is a monster that eats cute kids."

My baby boy let out an inaudible gasp. Jimin still kept the straight face while I tried my best to hide the amusement between them. They looked... perfect.

I'm imagining things again, this would never happen!

I was snapped back to reality when Jimin slyly held my hand. "We landed?" He asked as he gently caressed the back of my hand with his thumb.

"Yeah," I replied breathlessly. While he gave me a warm smile then looked back at my son.

"Let's go!" He grinned ear to ear as my son squealed. He removed his hand from mine to unbuckle my son's seatbelt. I felt a slight disappointment as the cold air replaced the once warm part where he held me.

"Are you not coming Y/N?" I looked up to see his hand out for me to take. My son was on his other hand as I saw my son struggling to contain his excitement.

We walked hand in hand until we reached the door. Employees bid us as we went down the plane. Warm air greeted us as soon as we reached the ground.

"Welcome to the Caribbean!" Jimin announced as I stared at him in disbelief.

"Where?" I asked once again. It was my first time leaving the country and I was really shocked that we left for almost an around the world trip.

"Barbados honey, we have our own ride. Now let's go! Chop chop!" He looked smugly at my shocked face as he clapped his hands dramatically.

"Yes, mommy! Chop chop hihihi!" My son mimicked as he ran to Jimin to hold his hands while I still stand, dumbfounded at their shenanigans.

It didn't take long before we left the airport. As soon as we entered the departing area, people in suits guided us to a specific room and checked our tickets and all other things. Once we got out, they immediately led us to a large black van, surprisingly our suitcases were already inside.

We are now heading to an exclusive resort where they are known for their privacy and discretion. I'm well aware that Jimin is wealthy, but it still surprises me sometimes. Especially when he flaunts it.

It took about fifteen minutes before we stopped. As soon as we were out my mouth went agape as I took my surroundings in. The view was really breathtaking. We're welcomed by the open sea and white shores. In front of us was a hotel that stood proud on a cliff overlooking a white sand beach, providing beautiful and aesthetic view.

"If you want, we can stay here forever. Just tell me if that's what you want babe." Jimin whispered as he slowly wrapped his arms around my waist. My breath got stuck at the back of my throat.

Cyril who was oblivious to everything, ran around as he enjoyed the open space. I slowly became entranced by Jimin's touch as he embraced my whole body. His heat was radiating as he leaned on my collarbone. As if time stopped, I wasn't able to move as I listened to his slow steady heartbeat at my back. Opposite to mine, that was about to break free from my ribcage.

"Mommy? What are you doing?" I was snapped out when I heard my son's voice. He was looking weirdly at our position.

"Is uncle Jimin going to be my daddy now?" He asked with his doe eyes in anticipation. I felt a slight pang of my chest whenever he asks about his father and whatnot. It makes me feel like I'm still not enough for him.

"W-What gave you that idea?" I stuttered and swallowed the bittersweet taste that lingered in my tongue.

"Hehe you just look good together, like a king and queen and I'm the prince." He innocently remarked, which made blood rush through my face.

"Silly kid! Let's go!" I was blushing profusely as I removed Jimin's grasp. I took my son inside the hotel. Jimin followed as he looked at me with a huge grin on his face. It seems like he won a lottery while I was dying of embarrassment.

The suite he booked was enough for the three of us. It had two spacious bedrooms, and each has a four-poster king bed, a large entertainment center, seating area, and a balcony or terrace. The bathrooms are huge. Each has marble tile, a whirlpool bath, separate shower, separate toilet room, and an attractive vanity. The ocean-view rooms offer beautiful views overlooking the cliff onto the turquoise blue water.

Our first day went by like a blur. It was now dinnertime as we sat in a quaint restaurant. The place wasn't crowded and it was highly recommended for families and guests with kids. Honestly, I was surprised when Jimin told us to dress up. I thought we were just going to get room service since all of us were tired from the flight.

"What would you want babe?" Jimin asked while he was sitting across me, my son in between us. I glared at him before looking at my son who was busy with his toys. He just shrugged nonchalantly while my eyes almost fell out.

"Excuse me, I need to use the bathroom," I spoke as I stood up, scurrying to the bathroom. I freshen up a bit and washed my hands before going back to them.

This whole vacation was awkward and exciting at the same time. Jimin and I weren't a thing. We never were and maybe will never be. He has feelings but I'm not sure if I would like to be involved in him since we're both messed up.

But I would be lying if I say my heart doesn't swell at how he treats my son. It wasn't his obligation and certainly not his duty to do so. Nevertheless he still chose to do it. As a mother, my son was my weakness and strength. He serves as my inspiration in doing things and making me strive to provide the best for him. Also the way he looks at Jimin gives me an indescribable feeling that makes me complete, makes my son complete.

After washing I was on my way back, when a hand grasped my arm tightly and pulled me to a private room that was used for functions and a large group of guests. I was about to scream when a hand covered my mouth. My eyes widen in realization as I saw his brown orbs.

"Taehyung?" I asked in shock and confusion. How did he know we are here?

"Miss me babygirl?" He tilted his head as he looked me up and down. A smirk plastered on his smug face. I was wearing a casual beige dress that had a little bit low neckline, giving a peek of my boobs.

"What are you doing here? How did you know I was here?" I shoved his hands away from my mouth and glared at him. I felt uncomfortable at his gaze, it was like he was undressing me with his eyes.

"Shh, calm down baby. I'll answer them one by one, don't worry." Taehyung got too close for comfort and pressed his body against mine. While moving a stray strand of hair behind my ear.

Once I felt his fingers my mind went back to the scene at the bathroom. A blush crept on my face as I looked anywhere but him.

"What are you doing?" I asked breathlessly. Avoiding eye contact as he looked at me intently.

"Why? Did I get you flustered? Did you miss me?" He asked once he was satisfied with my reaction towards his touch.

I took a deep breath then looked at him, "Are you crazy? Someone might see us." I asked as I swallowed the lump in my throat. It took all my will power not to melt under him.

His eyes widen for a moment, "Ohh? So you want it to be private?" He asked then ran his tongue in his sinful lips, before leaning in my ears. "I knew you like this babygirl," He purred.

"What are-," I wasn't able to complete my question as Taehyung shoved a finger down me. I was distracted that I didn't notice his hands made it's way behind my dress.

"Mhmm, my babygirl is soaking because of me." He remarked, his hands playfully toying with my folds as he spread the juices that came out of my pussy.

"Tae ahh~," I gasped. His long finger pumping me at a fast pace.

"Yes? Do you want this?" Taehyung growled before leaning in to nibble my ear. My eyes rolled back in pleasure. I would be a hypocrite if I say I didn't enjoy this. The thrill of being seen just doubled the pleasure.

I gasped once he inserted a second finger. Pumping me harshly. The veins on his arms were pulsing as my hands felt each of them in my fingers. Taehyung was looking at me with hungry eyes. His hair fell on his forehead, sweat decorated his face and neck.

As I was about to cum, he pulled his fingers out and looked at me wickedly. I looked at him with shock written all over my face. He slowly detached from me as he admired how he riled me up.

"I'm sorry baby, but they might notice. So let's stop it there." He finished as my mouth went agape. He put his fingers in his mouth while licking my juices off. I swallowed hard at the sight. He smirked once he saw my expression then turned away.

Fuck you Kim Taehyung!

He walked away from me nonchalantly. Leaving me a breathing and riled up mess. I ran my hands through my hair, attempting to ease my erratic heartbeat and messed up state.

When he left, I pulled my dress down. I wobbly walked back to the bathroom and washed my face. I looked at myself through the mirror. I looked like I just had sex. Messy hair, crumpled clothes, dilated pupils, and breathing like I ran a marathon. I attempted to fix myself before coming back to our table.

Once I arrived, I quickly noticed Jimin's piercing gaze. But I tried to ignore it as I smiled widely at my son. They ordered without me. My son boasted that he was the one who suggested what should I eat. I won't complain though because he ordered a decent meal for me.

We ate in silence, particularly me, as I endured Jimin's occasional intense gaze. He bit the inside of his cheek before he decided to break the silence that dragged on.

Ramon's POV

Unknown: Are you at the location.

The voice echoed in my ears as I flinched. My headset was at the maximum that I forgot this person is damn loud.

I just landed in Barbados, unfortunately, I need to be Y/N's shadow for this whole stupid trip.

Ramon: Yes, what would I do here?

I asked uninterested while looking for the car that was about to pick me up.

Unknown: Keep an eye on them. Observe what's her relationship with Park Jimin.

I heaved out a sigh. I'm a dealer, not a spy or a stakeout person. This is just too boring.

Unknown: Is there a problem Ramon?

The other line asked as soon as a black car stopped in front of me. The window in the front seat rolled down and gestured me to go inside, before the person behind the wheels took my luggage.

Ramon: Oh none! I'm just sleepy. I'll keep you updated don't worry.

Unknown: Good

Then the call ended. This is just really not in my league. One asked me to keep an eye for safety. While the other one asked me to keep an eye for any flaws. What's up with that?

Y/N I'm so sorry that I'll have to spy on you. But I'm also sorry that my ass has to endure this while you're having fun. I just hope that you'll have fun to the fullest. Unlike me who'll be hiding in the shadows. But on the bright side, I get to have some time to slack too. At least nobody would be watching.

Jimin's POV

Ever since Y/N returned from the bathroom, something seemed funny. Her hair was disheveled and she looked uneasy. It's like she had a make-out session that was interrupted. I've been eyeing her intently to see what was wrong, but she won't budge. And at that moment an idea came into my mind.

"Would you like to move here little tiger?" I suddenly asked Cyril while looking at his mother intently. Y/N suddenly choked as her eyes went wide before glaring at me. Just in time I averted my gaze to the little boy.

"Really uncle?" He asked, his eyes was wide and round. Full of hope and anticipation a little kid always has.

"What are you talking about?" Y/N asked, her voice was tense and trembling. She was looking at me with a questionable gaze.

I cocked an eyebrow, "Why? Y/N? Don't you find this place perfect?" I asked, at last that caught her attention.

Her eyes roamed the place slowly before we locked gazes, "It is, but only for vacation Jimin. We don't know the customs and traditions here. It's hard to be accustomed to a new place." She reasoned while looking straight into my eyes.

I suddenly felt breathless. Her eyes was soft but troubled. It was like she was holding her emotions again and building a wall between us. It made my heart clench, I was trying so hard to make her accept and open up for me.

"So you mean if you feel accustomed to a place you wouldn't mind moving in?" I asked once again. It was a gamble I'm playing. But if it would make her open up, it was worth a try.

"I don't know? Maybe? Why?" She answered hesitantly. We all stopped eating and each of us anticipated what was happening. Even the little kid looked at us.

I exhaled and stood up, I slowly walked to her side while she was looking at my every move. I kneeled and took her hand between mine. "Y/N, will you and Cyril move in with me? I know this is rush but can you let me be your son's father?" I asked while staring in her eyes.

I didn't have any ring or whatever to prove how sincere I am. I just held her hands between mine while everyone turned their eyes on us.

As if time stopped, so was my heartbeat. I anticipated her answer while the few people in the restaurant turned their attention to us. Y/N looked stiff with wide eyes. Cyril gasped and smiled as he looked between me and his mother. I swallowed the lump in my throat as my eyes never left her.

"I-I'm sorry Jimin, but I don't know what to say." She stuttered and looked at me with pity. Before standing up and running away, leaving me and Cyril at the restaurant.

Right! What was I expecting? She never liked or loved me anyway.

(A/N: It's been so long since I updated. I'm sorry guys if it took awhile. I was just busy with everything around me. But I hope that this update was able to make it up. This story is nearing it's end. I can feel it. I hope you guys will still support this after it's finished. Take care and love lots. 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜)