Sweet Hurt || Taekook

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The war was going to begin… Taehyung, wearing a black suit and the men behind him wearing white, were all set to pound on Nom's men.
He and his father were standing face to face. Glaring at each other with deadly glares. A sniper shot is heard behind them and just like that the fight begins between A mafia and His son.

People were killing each other. Bullets' sounds were making their ears numb. In this chaos, Taehyung found a gun and pointed it at his father.
"Surrender Nom.. or I will kill you."
"A-are you insane, I am your father. Drop it."
Taehyung laughed maniacally, "You are not my father… you are–"

*Knock Knock*

Taehyung scowled but again pointed the gun at him. "See you in hell–"

"Daddy…"

With that, Taehyung's eyes opened and he realized his dream. He groaned to find that it was his mind's play.

"Daddy…" he heard Jungkook's voice on the other side of the door so he stood up, yawning and stretching his body.

"4:30" He mumbled, "What does he want this early?" He yawned again and opened the door to find his baby standing in front of him in a knee-length nightie.

"Yes, baby? Need something?" He rubs his eyes to disappear the sleepiness.

"D-daddy… I need personal things." He was searching for the words to ask nicely.

"What personal thing?" He raised his eyebrows at the boy whose cheeks were turning red with every second.

"For red days." He whispered but the man was too sleepy to comprehend anything.

"Princess, Daddy is too sleepy right now. What about we talk about the red days in the morning?" He thought it was some kind of festival so they could talk about it later too.

Jungkook opened his mouth and closed it like a fish. 'Talk in the morning' What will he do for hours then? If he didn't make any arrangements, all will be painted red.

He took a deep breath to overcome his shame and speak calmly. "Daddy, I am on my period, I am bleeding and I need sanitary pads."
"Ohh…" This topic was not awkward for Taehyung to talk about. He is open-minded in all these matters.

He walked inside and fetched something from the wardrobe. He chuckled to see a red tomato on the door.
"Here princess… I bought it last time but it slipped my mind to give it to you. So here are some tampons and cups. You can use it."

Jungkook opened the bag. And he was right, there was no pad but tampons and a menstruation cup.
Tears welled up in his eyes. He never used it before, and the condition he was living in never let him but these… he could barely buy pads.

He sniffled in embarrassment. What will he tell him? He doesn't know how to use them. His hormones were taking a toll and he ended up crying.

Taehyung was going to close the door but hearing his sobs, he opened it quickly.
"Hey,… what happened?" He held his hand and walked to the living area on the couch. "Is it hurting?" He placed a hand on his lower abdomen but Jungkook shook his head.

"D-daddy…" he hiccuped, Taehyung almost cooed when he stared at him with his puppy teary eyes "I don't know how to use it." He spoke in tiny.
Taehyung hardly heard it but when he heard it, he gasped in response.

"I am sorry princess, Daddy didn't know about it." He took a shopping bag from his hands, "Here let daddy teach you how to use it."

Jungkook nodded, eyes still watery. His "red days" mood has three different phases. The first two days are emotional, the next two angry and then energetic. Though there was no one with him now he could see his special days would be more comfortable than before.