"Sir, we're here!" While gazing in the rear-view mirror, Taehyung's driver notified his boss in a kind manner.

Taehyung opened his eyes and sat up straight, turning his head to check his surroundings. A small figure on his lap wiggled and to his right, the girl snuggled closer to him. Taehyung felt the sudden warmth in his heart as he looked at his family. He had never had this luxury in his life and had been craving for it.

When he looked at the familiar garage, his heartbeat stopped. He forgot to inform his driver to drop Jia and Ji-hu at their house. Not his fault though. He didn't know where they lived.

Jia immediately opened her eyes and sat up straight when she noticed the close proximity to her ex-husband. She looked out of the window with a puzzled expression, before looking at Taehyung. She inquired, "Where are we?"

"My place!?" Taehyung responded, almost as if he were asking a question.

"This is clearly not my house." Jia scoffed.

"I think we should go home you said." He replied in the same tone as Jia had earlier. "Did you specify whose home?" Taehyung shrugged and stepped out of the car, protectively holding Ji-hu in his arms. Before closing the door of his side, he spoke, "Rest here tonight. The weather isn't that great and I don't want anything to happen to you both. So get your stubborn ass out of the car and let us go." With that, he shut the door behind him and waited for the girl to come out.

"As if you care," Jia muttered to herself as she thanked the driver and exited the vehicle.

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"Is this where you live?" Jia inquired, as soon as Taehyung opened the door of his penthouse.

"Yes! Please make yourself at home. I'll make him sleep in my room." Taehyung said and walked away to his room with his son in his arms.

Jia continued to glance at the expensive furniture and paintings that were displayed nearly everywhere. She was well aware of her ex-husband's fondness for art. But she never imagined it would be this much for his house to look like an art museum. She smiled at the colorful paintings as she walked around and ran her fingers over the rough texture.

The smile on her face faded when a painting hung beside a huge television drew her attention. It was a painting of little Ji-hu. The boy was some 2-3 months old she assumed. He was wearing a cute smile on his face. 

Jia turned around to see a luxurious modern U-shaped black leather sofa with a fancy coffee table in front of it. The picture could be clearly seen while sitting on the sofa that was spread almost in the whole room.

Jia was jolted out of her reverie by a deep voice, "So, what would you like to have?" 

Taehyung searched for her near the entrance. When he couldn't find Jia, he went to the drawing-room and noticed her standing in the middle of the room. The girl simply raised her brows in confusion as if asking what he meant. 

"I meant by dinner," Taehyung responded casually.

Before Jia could respond, a call interrupted them. "Yeah? Okay, thank you!" Taehyung disconnected the call in less than a minute and looked at the girl.

"How about chicken and beer? My bodyguard has already brought the chicken from my favorite restaurant with beers. I have taken a break for these two days and so I asked him to stock some food here. Looks like I forgot." He rubbed his nape nervously.

"Of course! After all, you're getting old." Jia shrugged and walked into the kitchen, leaving a dumbstruck man behind.

"Yah! I'm not old. I'm just thirty!" He remarked as he caught up to the girl's speed. Jia could already feel him sulking.

"You told yourself. You're 30 and you're forgetting things. Well, you've always had the habit of forgetting things." Jia swung around 180 degrees to face the man. She continued, inching closer to him, "Just like the way you forgot that you had a wife and a son back home."

"I'm sorry! I know I married you just to save my career. But I regret everything I made you go through. Neither you nor Ji-hu deserved any of it." Taehyung looked down as he spoke. He was too ashamed to look at the girl. He was wrong and he genuinely regretted everything he did in the past. 

Taehyung had always been a playboy when he was a student. It took him time to let his playboy habits go. When he was trying to become a good man just when he became an idol, Jia confused his brain and he did everything like a playboy for the last time. He made his die-hard fan pregnant by taking away her virginity which he didn't know at that time. And once he took the responsibility, or more like acted like taking one just to save his career, he messed things up.

Only if he never hid his real intentions in the past, the girl and his son would be with him.

"Forget it! There's nothing to talk about. I'll go and wake up my boy. He must be hungry." Jia went to the random room to wake up her son.

Taehyung sighed and walked to the kitchen to check his fridge. He was overjoyed to discover pastries and a few side dishes. With a wide smile on his face, he grabbed everything out of his refrigerator. It was the first time his son and ex-wife were here. He wanted to give them the best treatment.

Setting the table neatly, he approached the kitchen counter where there was a rice cooker. His bodyguard had already told him about how he had cooked rice and kimchi stew on the stove. He hurriedly set the bowls, spoons, and chopsticks on the table.

After meeting Jia and Ji-hu, his moods changed the way a chameleon changes colors. And he was happy how they made him excited and nervous all the time. He no longer felt like he was surviving. He was enjoying his life now.

Once Jia came back to the kitchen with her sleepy son, she made him sit on the chair next to hers and poured kimchi stew into their bowls with some rice in another. She pulled her chair closer to Ji-hu's, as the little boy was still not used to eating on his own. He always needed the assistance of his mother.

Taehyung almost forgot to eat as he looked at the mother-son duo. Ji-hu giggled and clapped his hands while eating and Jia made sure that the food goes directly in his mouth and not on his clothes. Though it was a hectic task, she was used to it. Taehyung, on the contrary, wasn't. Everything was still new to him. How much did he wish to not let them leave! How much did he want to experience everything that he missed in the past? He sighed at the thought and began eating his food.

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So, how was it? 

I find Ji-hu so cute 🥺🤌🏻❤️

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How about some 'Husband material Taehyung' pictures? 🙈

His pouty face is the cutest 😭

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