My little one

Chapter 4

I wrapped Bambam in multiple blankets before taking him into the windy night, a diaper bag slung over my shoulder along with a hospital bag. outside it smelt like fresh rain, the sky's a dark blue the stars shinning brightly along with the full moon. I cooed as I buckled in my baby boy. drool slowly starting to form at the edge of his mouth. he looked so adorable in the car seat. I hopped into the driver's side and began the long drive home. the sound of the radio turned into humming as I focused on my baby's breathing. I couldn't help but want to lock him away from the cruel world. all the bruises and cuts he had on him showing the long life he's had.

no ones pov
Jackson pulled into the long driveway towards his mansion, well one of his many mansions. he kept driving until he reached a garage. hitting a button on his steering wheel the door swiftly lifted letting him inside. parking next to his Lambo he got out and headed towards Bambams side. Bambam started to whine as Jackson picked him up, quickly Bambams head found its way to rest on Jackson's neck. the sent putting bambam back to sleep. cooing Jackson grabbed some bags and headed inside towards his office.

The office was mostly all dark brown and greys expect for a corner full of little things. Buckets and buckets of toys along with a big panda that sat in the corner. Jackson's walked over to one of his shelves and picked out a smaller stuffed panda. He walked over toward his desk pulling out a wooden crib from underneath. The crib was hand made with only the best material, the bedding made of silk and the wood engraved with a flower pattern. Jackson carefully laid bambam down and tucked the panda next to him along with putting a pacifier in his mouth. He covered Bambam up in a fluffy white blanket. Jackson's stood peering into the crib cooing. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of his prince starting to slowly suck the pacifier.
Jackson's pov
I was in the middle of working on opening up a new casino when my laptop went off. I checked the notifications seeing it was a classified email. I had been waiting all day for this...
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Sent from iPhone
Unknown user
Sir, I looked into what you asked and during the attack, his dad escaped. The siblings attacked the team while he made his way out the back door. Taemin was able to get a shot on him before he ran off. Don't worry I'll find him. We've already located the area he's in.
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Just as I was about to reply Bambam started to move around, his whines being heard throughout the room. I quickly sprung up walking towards the crib. His eyes were slightly open they were watery and he looked up at me before the waterworks started. He was leaning on his arm a lot, I scanned over his arm seeing the deep purple bruise near where he was shot. I picked him up quickly readjusting him so he wasn't learning on his arm. He was now crying loudly his face covered in tears.

No ones pov
Jackson's started to walk around the room lifting Bambam up and down hoping it would soothe the crying little. With no luck Jackson tried putting a pacifier in bambams mouth only for it to get spit back at him. Sighing Jackson took Bambam out of the office and headed towards the bathroom. Jackson put Bambam on his hip and quickly started looking through the medicine cabinet. He grabbed the bottle labeled pain killers and headed to the kitchen to prepare a bottle. Getting the little to take the pill was the hardest task. Bambam kept thrashing out and squirming any chance he got. After what seemed like years finally Jackson was able to slip the pill into the milk.
"How about a bath little one? "
" it's been a long day for you hmmm"
Jackson walked back to the bathroom, the theme was the same grey throughout the house. The  jacuzzi tube was a pearl white and had lots of toys lining the sides. Bambam was surprised by that water when it hit his skin. Giggling he began to grab a rubber truck. Bambam seemed to have completely forgotten about earlier. Jackson turned towards Bambam as he heard him laughing. Bambam was making himself a bubble beard. chuckling Jackson crouched down near the side of the tub. As soon as Bambam saw Jackson he quickly moved towards him putting his hands on Jackson's face.
Jackson looked at Bambam in shock, he felt the bubbles dripping down his face. Giggles escaped bambams mouth as he reached into the tub grabbing more bubbles. He brought his hands back up to Jackson's face slowly putting the bubbles on his face. Bambam scooted back in the tub to see his great work of art. Once Bambam started laughing hard Jackson couldn't help but join in.

Jackson pov
After a while I picked my baby out of the tub before he could become a prune. Bambam started to cry a little as he made grabby hands towards the tub. His cries were quickly muffled as I pushed a pacifier into his mouth. His lips quickly started to bob up and down.

After dressing Bambam into one of my hoodies and a new diaper I headed towards my bedroom. Sitting him down on the bed I picked out a movie. Snow White seemed like the perfect movie. I quietly snuck out of the room as Bambam was too amazed by the tv to notice. I walked downstairs heading towards the kitchen to make a bottle.

Bambam pov
My mind was hazy and everything was slightly blurry. My limbs felt like bricks, they where heavy and inflexible. As hard as I tried I could hardly curl my fingers on command. My other arm that was rapped in bandages felt even worse. I couldn't move it what so ever. My stomach area also felt like shit. I couldn't think straight. Where was da- Jackson at? That fucking asshole was going to die as soon as I got my hands on him. I felt steam coming out of my ears and tears dripping down my face for some reason. Before I knew it I was wailing out loud having zero control over it as I tried to stop.  I squinted as harsh light entered the room followed by the sound of a door closing. I froze as I was picked up from the soft comfy matieriel. My eyes where still blurry all I could hear where my crys. I could make out the shadow of a figure hovering above me as I was rocked back and forth.
No ones pov

Jackson frowned as he checked bambams diaper, the little one still hadn't used it. Bambams loud crys where now only slight whimpers. Jackson was changing the bandages that covered most of bambams body. His forehead was beaded with sweat as he whimpered every couple of seconds. Jackson picked Bambam back up leaving a kiss on his forhead. Bambam slowly hanged onto Jackson, his knuckles turning white. Jackson was walking around the house trying to lure Bambam back to sleep. Jackson was tired and knew the next day would be even harder.

After what seemed like forever Bambam was finally asleep. Jackson's tried to lay him back in the crib but Bambam only grabbed his shirt harder. Chuckling Jackson brought his little one to bed with him. Bambam was cuddled into Jackson's chest inhaling his scent. Jackson's big muscular arms wrapped around bambam. The house was silent.....

This was the last time it would be silent for a while.....

Next chapter
As if Bambam wasn't already life changing for Jackson now his whole worlds turning. Is this karma for taking Bambam? While bambams trying hard not to slip Jackson on the other hand has no time to worry about his little.