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"Baby-"
"No ! No ! Fuck no !" Dayanah cut him off, shaking her head.
As planned, the two of them were back in Korea.
Since she had some things she put in his suitcase, Dayanah was at Namjoon's house to get them back.
She was wearing black biker shorts with an oversized white graphic tee, her hair messily gathered in a bun on her head, only chapstick on her lips.
"Come on it's o-"
"I'm not coming in, just give them to me." She cut him off again, panicking.
What Dayanah didn't expect when she came to his house the day after they landed was for Namjoon to already have Baram with him.
She didn't want him to meet her as a potential step-mother just yet, not knowing how he'll react.
Namjoon assured her that it was okay, that they didn't have to explain everything thoroughly to him just yet.
"Daya' there's way too much stuff he'll come see who's at the door either ways, come on get in."
She sighed in defeat cussing under her breath as she took off her shoes, walking in the house.
"How much stuff do I have ?" She asked, following him towards the bedroom.
"Lots of stuff, I might as well put it in a suitcase because there's so much." He answered, pushing the door open.
She followed him in, finding Baram in his father's bed, snuggled in the sheets as he watched TV.
"Hi.." She said with a small smile, waving at him.
He audibly gasped, looking away from CocoMelon.
"Papa ! Papa it's teacher 'Yana !"
She gave him a small smile, turning her head to Namjoon and seeing that indeed, there was a lot of stuff she had to pick up.
"Papa why is Nana here ?" Baram asked, looking back at the TV.
"Because we're friends." Namjoon answered, getting out of the walk-in closet and handing her the suitcase.
"Then why would you have her stuff if you're friends ? You don't have girl friends Papa."
Dayanah looked at Namjoon half-panicking, not knowing what to say.
"Well she's my first girl friend."
"Is this your girl friend or your girlfriend ?" Baram asked, emphasizing the second pronunciation.
"You're too curious for your own good.." Namjoon sighed, shaking his head.
"But Mama told Seokjin that you had a girlfriend !"
"This woman can never stop running her mouth.." Namjoon mumbled under his breath before sighing yet again.
"He's not my type, so no he's not my boyfriend." Dayanah butted in, trying to save herself.
She didn't want Baram going around telling this to all of his friends, especially considering her job.
Getting with a student's parents wasn't illegal, but not really well seen considering that the last time they saw this man, he was married.
"My Papa is the handsomest." Baram answered, slightly offended by her comment.
"I never said he wasn't."
"Then he's your boyfriend ! Yeona said I was handsome and now she's my girlfriend !"
"So you have a girlfriend ?" Namjoon changed the topic smoothly, looking at him.
Baram nodded, pursing his lips, dimples poking out of his cheeks.
"Teacher said I was too young, but when I'll grow up I'll marry her."
Dayanah snorted at that, seeing the face Namjoon made.
"Sure, I'll wait for you.. Anyways, I'll go now."
"Where ?" Namjoon asked, turning to her.
"Home, I'm still kind of jetlagged so I'm tired." She answered, re-tying her hair.
"You can stay here."
"Baram is well established on the bed, but I miss sleeping like Patrick the Star either ways so I'm leaving."
She grabbed the suitcase but Namjoon removed her hand, picking it up instead.
"You're tired, let me carry it for you.. I'm coming back big boy."
Baram didn't even answer, now back to being absorbed by the TV screen, unconscious of the things happening around him.
Namjoon snorted and the 'couple' walked out of the room.
"Damn that child he's curious.. You're sure you don't want to stay ? I can prepare the guest room for you."
"If I stay Baram's gonna imagine things, either ways I kinda want space right now." She answered, opening the front door.
"Imagine what ?"
"I'm not your girlfriend Joon, having sex doesn't mean anything." She clarified things.
He let out a small sigh, frowning.
She was right, they had sex but nothing was said when it came to their relationship status.
He was still courting her.
"Okay, okay.. Text me when you're home." He opened the car's door for her, watching her get in.
"Will do.." She answered, starting the engine.
He watched her car until it got out of sight, yet another soft sigh escaping his lips.
"Well this is gonna be a long ride.."
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(A/N)
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Fanfiction"He's a dad, and I'm willing to call him Daddy." | Contains Smut, Fluff and Angst. | English isn't my first language.
