I still remember. Do You? ꒰ა yoonmin ໒꒱

18.

Jihoon sighs as he sits on the dining table alone that day too. It's been 3 days since Jimin has confined himself in his room. And while the younger says he's okay, and just a bit tired. He knows that there's something more than what his son let's him see.

Jihoon saw one of the servant with a food tray in his hand, taking the food up to Jimin's room but he was stopped before he could walk up the stairs.

" I'll take it."
The servant gave him a bow before handing the tray to him.

With careful steps Jihoon went upto Jimin's room. He softly knocked on the door but when he heard no reply from inside. He decided to go in himself and surprisingly the door wasn't locked from inside either.

On opening the door, he saw Jimin sleeping peacefully while hugging his beige teddy bear in his arms. It was a present that Hajun has gifted Jimin when he was five.

Whenever Jimin was sad or upset about something, he used to sleep with the teddy bear. Saying that it gives him comfort in a way that ge couldn't explain.

Jihoon carefully sat next to Jimin on the bed, caressing his sons softs cheeks affectionately. His hand must have been cold because Jimin instantly woke up from his sleep at the touch.

" Dad."
He murmurs, trying to open his eyes.  When he finally did, he saw his father giving him a smile.

" Morning sleepy head."
He ruffles Jimin's already messy hair. The way they fall on Jimin's face makes him appear so soft right now.

" Morning. Why is it so dark ? "
He looked around to see the curtains still draped along the window. And as far as he could make the time it's must be already noon.

" I know you don't like sleeping in light, so I asked them to keep the curtains closed."
That suddenly made Jimin remember how Yoongi also did the same for Yoonjun. Asking him to stay quite so, his son would have a peaceful sleep. Just like what his father do for him.

" Dad."
He stares at a corner, as he asks the question that's been sitting on the back of his mind for long.

" What kind of relationship do a father a son have? "
Jihoon was taken aback by the sudden question, he doesn't know what made Jimin ask something like this. And he actually doesn't know what to give him as an answer.

" Hmm that's a complicated question."
He now sits in a comfortable position on the bed and seeing the opportunity Jimin put his head on his lap.
Jihoon smiles at his son and started playing with his hairs.

" Well, everyone will have different answer to that as all father and son have different kind of bond between them."
Jimin nods at that, they are all different but yet kinda similiar.

" But if we talk about us..."
The fond look on his face gets even more loving if it was even possible.

"- You were my savior."
Jimin looks at his dad, whose eyes starts to get a little glossy after saying that but he still continued.

" When your papa died... I also lost my heart and will to live with him. I only loved him and him only. So, I didn't want to live in a world without him."

Jimin put his hand on top of his father's to comfort him. Actually he doesn't remember much about that time since he was young and he also buried those memories deep inside since it only brought him pain.

But he vaguely remembers crying in his room with the servants who tried to take care of him. He didn't see his dad for a few days, before he finally came into his room rushing and they both cried in each other's arms.

" But when I saw those round dewy eyes of yours, crying cause you can't understand what happened to your papa... I knew I wanted to spend all my life protecting you."
Initially, Jihoon avoided going into Jimin's room because he would see Hajun's image in him and that only made him long for him even more.

But once he understood what Jimin might be going through alone, he rushed to his son's room to comfort his broken heart.

" If you weren't in my life-- I don't know if I would be alive today or not."
He saw the way Jimin's face drained of colors when he said those words. He knows how much Jimin would have to suffer if he gave up, but fortunately he didn't.

" It was your smiles that gave me will to live, that reminded me that Hajun has left me with a piece of himself. That he would want me to protect you when he's gone."

Jimin got up from his lap and snuggled in his father's arms this time, just like he used to do when he was a baby. And he still is a baby for Jihoon.

" You know what's the special bond between a parent and their child ?"
Jimin shakes his head no.

" The child contains a piece of them, but at the same time they have the piece of the person that they love the most too."
Jimin looks up at his father with brimming eyes.

" You're also a piece of me and Hajun. Our little Jiminie who made us smile since the day he arrived."
He wipes all the tears off Jimin's face, his son looks good when he's happy and that's what he wants Jimin to be.

" You were this tiny when I held you for the first time, crying out loud because I took you from your papa's arms. You sure favoured your papa more and that made me a bit jealous."
They both finally cracked a smile after that. Just like a rainbow adorns the sky after a heavy rainfall.

" Don't say that, I love you both equally."
" I thought you would say that you love me more." Jihoon said acting hurt.

They both stayed like that in each other's arms for some time, before Jimin looked up at the family portrait that's hanging in his room. This was a different one from the portrait hanging in the hall.

In this one both Hajun and Jihoon are kissing Jimin's cheek, while he has the biggest smile on his face. This picture never fails to remember him how much he's loved.

" Dad, I miss Papa."
He looks up at his dad and then his pouts grow even bigger. Whenever he or Jihoon miss Hajun they don't keep that feeling in their hearts but instead share it with each other. That's why their bond is so strong.

" Come on, dress up we're going somewhere."
Jihoon suddenly stood up from his previous comfortable position, making Jimin get up too.

" Where? "
Jimin asks still trying to find his slippers that are somewhere under his bed.

" You'll see."
Jihoon says with a wink.

" But what about your work? "
Jihoon stops and goes to cup Jimin's face in between his hands. Jimin's cheeks looks all squishy between his big hands.

" It isn't as important as my son."
He replies, caressing Jimin's cheeks and the omega just melted into his father's warm touch.