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I Trust You

(Hoseok's POV)

I boarded the flight and sat on my seat. The flight took off and and I started outside the window. I was flying over the clouds, a scenario that always makes me feel so happy but right now I was drowned in the sea of fear and tension.

I took my phone out and saw one message, a video message.

I put the earphones and played the video. My daughter and Son had made it for me. My son, a 5 year old and my daughter, a 7 year old, were older than Bada. Even though Yoongi hyung was older than me, I married Ahnjong first.

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"Appa....",said the little girl
"Appa all the best....",said the little boy.
"We know you'll get all of them safe. On flight you can't turn on your network so when you reach, call us..."
"You can do this!!"
"Fighting!!!",shouted both the kids..

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I smiled at my kid's cuteness. They made an encouragement video for me. Yoongi is very strong to be still able to be in a stable mental condition even after losing So-yoon and going through a phase where his daughter is out of his reach.

I would have died...

My heartbeat was racing inside me. Aamir is no great person. I'm worried he'll harm Bada..

What will happen to Yoongi then? Bada is the reason he is alive and is willing to live.

I closed my phone and the man sitting next to me asked me," Are you on a buisness trip?"
"Oh, yeah..."
"Is it your first time to Saudi Arabia?"
"Yes and you?"
"No,no... My daughter studies in Seoul National University. I came to visit her and now I'm returning to my country. I saw you were watching a video with two children. Are those two sunshine balls your children?"
"Yes. They were my daughter and son."
"Oh, so what buisness do you do?"
"Umm... A perfume buisness. My client is old and so I didn't want him to travel all the way to Korea just to make a buisness deal so I am going."
"Oh... It's good to know how considerate you are."
"Thank you..."

The man turned and closed his eyes to take a short nap and I was relieved.

I actually like to speak to new people and make friends with them but right now I was so badly concerned of Yoongi's well being, I bitterly wanted to avoid any unwanted gossips.

I also got back to staring outside the window, waiting for the plane to land when a woman screamed........

(End of Hoseok's POV)

(Yoongi's POV)

We were still in the car and my mind and heart, wanted to tear out of my body. My pain was unbearable to me.

I can't stop thinking of Bada.

They say Men don't cry.

You know what, if a man doesn't cry, they're no human.

Bada is a thing that I love just like musician's love for music. Bada is a thing that I need as much as the lungs need air. Bada is my everything. Even if I can get another daughter from another woman, Bada will always remain as my shore.

Bada means waves but it's me who's the wave, always pulled towards the shore.

And if there's no shore, you can never spot a wave. Bada is also my wind. If there's no wind, a wave never originates.