Like Crazy / Obsessed 2

❤️‍🩹 Jungkook ❤️‍🩹

Jimin left Busan two days ago.

He swore that he had nothing to do with Maja and I believed him.

I gave him my phone number, "Just in case," I said, He gave me his ' Just in case." he said.... but honestly..I hoped he would call me not just "just in case.

I kept staring at my phone...' In case!' I would miss his call.

It was morning and the sun was shining. Dae was sitting in his chair eating breakfast and humming softly to himself.

I watched my son and noticed more and more similarities with Jimin that I hadn't noticed before.

The way he tilted his head slightly...the way he squinted his eyes when he laughed...the way he held his spoon....

"Mommy?!" Dae looked at me and swallowed the last bite of his breakfast.

"Hmm?" I replied , taking a napkin and wiping his mouth.

"Jimin gave me stones!" Dae slid from his seat, ran to his room, and came back to me.

In his hand were three stones.

"Do you like Jimin?" I asked my son and Dae nodded.

"Come to me baby!" I lifted him onto my lap and kissed his temple.

"Can I ask you something?" i gently stroked his hair out of his face and Dae nodded.

"Don't you wish you had an appa?" i looked at him .

"Mommy .. But Jungkook is my appa !" Dae slid off my lap and ran back to his room.

"What?" i was a little confused.

Jungkook and I never gave him any signs that Dae might think JK was his father.

I went to his room. He was sitting on the floor playing with Jimin's rocks.

"Baby ... JK is just a friend of ours, you know that, right?" I sat down with him.

"But JK always plays with me and he always picks me up from kindergarten."

"Dae..that doesn't mean...!" i sighed. Should I tell him that Jimin is his appa? How would he react?

I gathered my courage.

"You said you liked Jimin, didn't you?"

Dae nodded.

"Ho Daemin!" I lifted his chin. " What if I tell you that ... that ... that Jimin is your appa ."

"No!" he frowned ..." JK is my appa."

"Baby , Jimin is...!"

"NOOOOO!" Dae was furious, he took the stones in his little hand and threw them around his room.

He started crying ..." Jungkook is my appa! Not Jimin!"

I took my son in my arms and hated myself for throwing him into the frying pan.

"Okay baby okay shhhhh." I tried to calm him down as I heard the apartment door open.

It didn't take a second and Jungkook was standing in Dae's room.

"What happened?" he asked and Dae ran right over to him.

"You're my appa!!!! You're my appa!"

Jungkook knelt down to him and hugged Dae, looking at me questioningly.

"What happened?" he asked again.

"Mommy says you're not my appa!" Dae replied instead of me.

"Dae!" i sighed.