DADDY ISSUES | JM

8: tell me your story.

I hug the pink giraffe Jimin gifted me and lie on the bed next to him, and I'm resting my head on his arm, silence fills the room. We're currently in the children's room and Jimin said that he's going to stay with me until I fall asleep. My eyes wander around the room and I'm wondering why it's accessorized like that. I mean, Daddy Jimin lives alone. It makes me curious, to be honest.

"Daddy?" I call out, my voice sounding soft and it's almost like a whisper. He hums in response as he's pulling me closer, cuddling me. I'm afraid he's going to get mad. I don't want to interfere with his privacy, I want him to trust me. I glance over at his face and even though the lights are turned off, his eyes still shine through all of the darkness in the room, it's fascinating.

"D-Daddy, why is this room decorated like that?" I stutter and softly rub my cheek on his comfortable and warm chest. He sighs. I look down again, feeling nervous. "I had a daughter," My eyes widen at the answer. A daughter? How is that possible? "Well, almost but," He pauses and takes a deep breath. What does 'almost' mean? I'm so confused right now, it makes me want to know more about him and his past.

"She died," He adds lastly and it makes my heart ache at his response. It must be an unforgettable memory. I don't sit up, but draw small invisible circles on his white oversized shirt, trying to somehow make him feel better. He doesn't deserve this at all. I could hear the pain and sadness when he mentioned that she died and it aches me as well. I get hurt when Daddy Jimin gets hurt.

I won't ask him again. I just want him to not remember such awful memory and try to just shrug it off and I know it must be hard. But Daddy Jimin is a strong man, he can handle everything. He's my Daddy. He's the one who saved me. He can be so proud of himself as well as his daughter. I wish I could've met her at least before she died.

"She died when my wife gave birth to her and she died as well," Jimin continues out of nowhere while I'm listening carefully. "Elaine and I were deeply in love and we couldn't wait to give birth to our little Sona," He continues and hugs me tighter as my face heats up and guilt washes over me. Elaine must be the name of his wife.

"Elaine struggled a lot during her pregnancy. She threw up a lot and she didn't eat well," I take away his arm from under my head and hug it tightly, still listening carefully. My hands travel down to his hand, stroking his veiny hands.

"We decorated the room the first day she was announced pregnant. I wonder if-" I don't realize tears streaming down my cheeks, as Jimin stops talking. This must have been so hard for him. I don't want to know how he felt after all of that happened. I pull his arm closer and hold onto it as if my life depends on it.

I can't help myself. My father died as well but his death isn't comparable to the ones of Elaine and Sona. I feel Jimin's other hand coming in contact with the back of my head as he's caressing me and the only sound to be heard is the sound of rain hitting the window.

"Little one..." Is this the reason why he's treating me like this? Is that the reason why he's treating me like I'm his lover and his daughter? This is so irritating to me, but I still understand and I'm not against it. I'll let him do whatever he wants to do with me, as long as he's happy. As long he forgets about the past.

"I-I'm sorry," I mumble through the sobs. "I'm so sorry,"

I wish I could just change everything. I wish I could change the past and make him happy but I can't. No one can and I hate it. "Baby girl," My heart aches as he speaks up again. I'll listen to everything he has to say, no matter what it is. As long as it satisfies him and makes him happy.

"It's okay, I got used to their death..." He says, keeping on caressing the back of my head while tears still stream down my face.

"Come on, sit up for me, Baby," He says in a calming tone. I sob before I slowly sit up and look down at my hands. He palms both sides of my head and gently lifts my head as we're looking at each other. "You're my princess," He wipes away my tears and pulls me in his arms. "I have you. I don't need anyone else. As long as you're happy I'm happy,"

I close my eyes, listening to his soothing and beautiful voice. "My goal from now on is to love you, protect you, and make you happy," My heart pounds faster at what he said.

My goal from now on is to love you.

Hello guys,

I don't know why but whenever I finish a chapter from Daddy Issues, I suddenly get so emotional.