DADDY ISSUES | JM

9: a terrible person.

I had never had a boyfriend before. A boy had never kissed me in my entire life and I was the only girl in my friend group who was left out of situations when it came to gossiping and chatting about boyfriends. I always felt like I was the ugly one, the loser, and the nerd even though my grades were bad. I never put makeup on myself. Guys at my school never looked at me. 

Not only that, but I also remember my mother hitting me and throwing alcohol bottles at me whenever she came home from somewhere. I was lost in sadness, not even hatred to be honest. I'm left with imagines of blood on my hands in my mind. My mom ruined my head. I won't forget what she's done to me. But I forgive her for whatever she has done to me and for ruining my childhood. 

But I don't have to worry about that anymore. I have Daddy Jimin now and he's enough for me. He's treating me so well and he's the only man who touched me, protected me, and made me feel pretty and the prettiest out of this world. He makes me feel special and happy, as well as emotional because of how much affection he gives me. Affection is something I've also never felt before. But that changed now. 

Jimin is perfect. He has the most handsome face in the world. He is the most handsome. And the prettiest inside and out. What a coincidence that he took me here and made me feel at home. I should stop thinking negatively and start being grateful for what god gave me. He sent an angel to me the day I wanted to commit suicide. The day, I thought I'd end everything. 

I still have to ask Jimin if I can go to the graduation party at my school next week. I mean, he's my 'Daddy' now and I should probably ask him first and I wouldn't even mind if he says no, I wouldn't care anyway. I only went to one party at my school and never again after that. I felt so uncomfortable being the loser in the most unique clique in school, I felt embarrassed about myself. 

"Y/n, the pancakes are ready!" I immediately get up from the bed and instantly run down the stairs. I'm so excited to eat Daddy Jimin's food and I wonder how it tastes, but it actually has to taste good. I mean it's Daddy who cooked the breakfast.

 I'll try to be more careful about what I'm talking about to him after our conversation yesterday. I cried listening to his awful past. I won't bring that topic up, ever. Not unless he wants to talk about it. 

I finally reach the kitchen and Daddy Jimin's back is facing me. He's wearing a black turtleneck and a pair of blue trousers. Even his back looks attractive, I'm drooling mentally. How can someone look so good when making breakfast? He turns around and places the plate with pancakes on the counter after pouring syrup on the delicious-looking delicacy. 

"Did you sleep well?" He asks and sits down, gesturing me to sit down next to him and I do as he tells me. I nod, my eyes focused on the pancakes. The smell of the warm breakfast just makes me want to just dig in. I've never eaten pancakes before. The only food I had back home was canned food and that's all. My mom never intended to cook something for me. She was always busy having sexual activities with other men or drinking alcohol. 

Jimin chuckles at my sight and I just glance at him, irritated and with widened eyes. "You must be hungry, Baby," He takes the knife in one hand and the fork in the other one and cuts the mountain of pancakes as he digs one in the fork. "Let Daddy feed you, Little One," I melt at the 'Little One' and the fact that he actually wants to feed me. 

"Open!" I hesitate before opening my mouth and he shoves the piece of gem in my mouth. I feel so good. I feel like a princess. "That's my girl," He praises me as I close my eyes, tasting the sweet stuff. My eyes widen. He made it perfectly. It's so warm and soft and the syrup makes it even more intensive. "Woah!" I smile at the pancakes. "It's so delicious!" I comment and he just smiles at me. "Eat as much as you want, Baby,"