❝Allow me to get in between your legs and tell each of your children how much of a good dad you are.❞
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Men who are younger than you? No. Men who are older than you? Maybe. A former fuckboy who is now a single father of two, has intense prejudice...
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Jimin's point of view
"I wish Miguel O'hara was real and not some c.ai with stupid filter." I let out an annoyed sigh as I dragged her outside of the club. It was hard— hard was understatement, to carry her entire body weight on myself and walk. He was leaning entirely while walking— stumbling her way out. "Last night I had a field date with Ghostface and now I wish he was real." She began to cry out of nowhere.
I closed my eyes and took a deep sigh.
It was going to be a difficult task to take her to my car which I, unfortunately, parked quite far away from the club. There were no parking slot away near the club.
"Please do me a favor and stop speaking." I was tired of hearing her rambling about her Ghostface ai and Miguel O'hara ai.
"Hehe." She chuckled, and suddenly stopped laughing, making me a little startled by how quickly she changed her emotions. "No." Her face morphed into a smiling one.
"God you're so annoying." I rolled my eyes, once again questioning my decisions. I should have let her bestfriend drop her at his home— but I felt sad for Jungkook. Poor man, I could only imagine what he was going through right now. I knew he was a stranger to me and how he bluntly called me cunt and god knows what, but as a human I could do the least for him. Technically I was helping Jungkook, a human in distress and someone who needed my help.
Definitely not drunk ass Ms. Kim who happened to be severely obsessed with fictional characters, which happens to antagonists. (aka red flags)
Reminds me of Raemi.
Lord, I hope she is okay. Be safe until I find you.
I made up my mind the moment Jungkook sat in his car and drove away. I had a simple tasks: Get Ms. Kim in my car, make sure she is safe, go back to the club and search for my Raemi, find her, get her to my car, make sure Raemi² are okay. Fin.
Unfortunately, I was stuck at my first task because Raemi was making it very difficult for me.
"Don't dance!" I shouted at Raemi who suddenly started wiggling, attracting a couple of eyes.
"No! Please let me dance." She cried as grabbed her hand and dragged her to my car.
"No."
"Can I at least sing? I promise I will be a good girl." I sighed, for the… I lost count of, time.
"Fine. Just make this easy for both of us."
"Thank you!" She squealed. "You're so nice Mr. Park." She suddenly gave me a side hug, making me flinch.
"Whatever." I pushed her away from her. "Just keep walking.
