Even If It Hurts

DNA

Yoongi sighs in disgust and moves away from her demanding harshly, "What do you want? I wasn't good enough for you but now that I've become a famous Idol you think I'm good enough, is that it? I have moved on and I suggest you do the same."

"Don't be so quick to judge me. I loved you back then." She tries to move closer to him but he steps away.

Yoongi huffs in disbelief, "No you didn't."

"Of course I did, we had sex enough times to prove it." She smiles seductively up at Yoongi thinking she can rekindle some spark, something, anything to get him to do what she asks.

Knowing what he does now about her he says harshly, "That was sex, not love!"

She snarls at him, "You owe me Min Yoongi!"

He gets in her face seething with anger, "I owe you nothing! Now stop sending death threats!"

She glares at him then unexpectedly calls sweetly over her shoulder, "Baby, you can come out now your daddy is here."

A shy little boy about 5 years old peeks around the corner, wide eyes staring at his mom.

Yoongi just stands there speechless, his mind reeling in shock he hoarsely mutters, "His daddy? What? What do you mean?" he asks as his mind is swirling with questions.

She grins like she just won the prize. She looks at the little boy and and encourages him forward by holding out her hand to him saying, "Come here, baby. Your daddy would like to finally meet you."

The little boy comes to her and holds her hand as he stands behind her. He is peeking out at Yoongi with a mixture of curiosity and fear.

"Yoongi, meet Agust, your son," she gestures toward the little boy clinging to her legs.

She watches Yoongi as he stands there thinking. She knows he is trying to figure out the time frame.

"Yes, Yoongi, he is yours."  She tells him confidently since he could well be the father.

He looks at her and then down at the little boy and he drops to his knees. The little boy scoots more behind his mom, yet still peeking out at Yoongi.

Yoongi sees fear in the little boy's eyes and doesn't want him to fear him.

"Hello Agust, my name is Min Yoongi,"  he says as friendly as he can smiling, removing any hint of anger from his voice. His anger was not directed at this little boy but at his mother.

Yoongi holds out his hand to shake the little boys, "It's nice to meet you."

He keeps his hand held out waiting for the little boy to take hold. Hesitantly the little boy, still holding on to his mom with one hand, holds out his other to Yoongi.

Yoongi gently holds his little hand in his and softly gives a handshake. He doesn't let go right away, mesmerized by the tiny hand being held in his.

He looks at little Agust for any familiarity in looks. Other than black hair and dark chocolate eyes he can't see any resemblance to himself in the child.

He is still studying the boy's facial features and thinks to himself, 'The timing is right, could he be mine and just takes after his mother?'

Yoongi looks up at her and stands. Letting go of Agust's hand he pats his head. He looks down at Agust and speaks gently, "You can go play now, I want to talk with your eomma. Is that ok?"

The little boy smiles and nods at Yoongi. 'Damn, not even my smile.'

Little Agust looks up at his mom and she nods. He runs back to the room he came from.

"I want a DNA test," Yoongi coldly demands.

"I had a DNA test done. He is yours. He looks just like you and he loves tangerines just like you do." She says this while gesturing for Yoongi to have a seat on the couch she is going to.

He hasn't moved away from the door asking, "When did you get anything of mine to have tested? We haven't been together in five years. I will set up the DNA test myself."

"Whatever you want baby. Isn't he so cute?  He's just like his daddy."

"He may look like his daddy, but he doesn't look like me!"

He runs his hand through his hair and then asks, "What did you use to get a DNA test done?"

She stands up and gets in Yoongi's face and in a harsh whisper she says, "I know he's yours. I had some of your hair from when I last cut it saved in my diary. I had that tested."

Emotionally cold he asks, "I will ask you again. What do you want to leave Jinah alone?"