It's the prequel of "my little doom" and a FF it's y/n and Jungkook's story
Min y/n is an independent woman who has faced life's challenges head-on. She works tirelessly to provide for her 5-year-old son, Min-ho, who is her entire world. Despite th...
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"Excuse me, I'm Min-ho's mom," I said softly, anxiety and longing twisting in my chest.
"Oh, here you go, Min-ho. Your mom's here," the stranger said, turning to face me.
"Eomma, I'm sorry I didn't hold your hand tightly," my baby uttered, his voice filled with regret, as he jumped into my waiting arms and enveloped me in a tight hug.
"It's okay, Champ," I whispered, pressing a kiss to Min-ho's temple, my heart overflowing with love and relief at having him back in my arms.
"Thank you, sir, for helping us. I'm truly thankful. My son means the world to me," I expressed my gratitude to the kind stranger, my voice filled with sincerity and warmth.
"No worries, it's all good. Actually, my cousin spotted him crying in the shop, so we wanted to lend a hand. But he had to rush off for work," the stranger explained, his words resonating with a sense of concern and care.
"Please pass on my thanks to him," Yoongi oppa spoke up, showing his appreciation.
"Hey, don't call me 'sir.' I'm not that old. My name is Kim Seokjin, but you can just call me Jin," the stranger, now revealed as Jin, insisted with a friendly smile.
"Alright, Jin. I'm Yoongi, and this is my cousin, Y/n. Thank you once again for helping us out. Here's my card - I'd love to treat you to a meal as a token of our gratitude for looking out for Min-ho," Yoongi oppa extended his thanks once more, the gesture brimming with genuine appreciation.
Jungkook's Pov
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Jin Hyung and I were waiting for Min-ho's mom when one of my men rang me up with news that someone had been caught spying in our turf. A sense of pure venom surged through me - it was time to teach this intruder a lesson they'd never forget.
"Where's the scum?" I barked as I slammed the car door shut and strode into my home, my mind already consumed by thoughts of torture.
"In the basement, as you commanded, Hyung," Seung-Ho replied, shadowing my every move.
