Our Baby Girl, Bangtan's Little

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Tae walked into the playroom, "Hey baby, are you playing with your Daddies?"

"Daddy," she screamed before she got up and ran to him. "Daddy, where is your and Daddy Hobi's Daddy?"

"Whaa. what baby? Who are you talking about?"

Jimin and Yoongi were trying so hard not to die from laughter. She pouted, "Daddy Yoongi told me you and Daddy Hobi share Daddy Jungkook with me."

"Uh. Uh, baby, it's uhh."

She reached up to pet his hair softly, "It's okay, Daddy. I don't mind sharing since you are such a good baby boy to your Daddy, and you are a great Daddy to me."

Tae was bright freaking red as he glared at the two that were laughing at the table, "I'm going to kill you two."

Yoongi shrugged, "Maybe next time, don't be so loud."

"Daddy Tae, it's okay. Daddy Yoongi is Daddy Jimin's Daddy, and Daddy Joon is Daddy Jin's Daddy. I can share all my Daddies because they are the bestest."

He smiled at her softly and started cooing, "You are just the best baby girl. Why don't we tell Daddy Hobi and Daddy Jungkook how you don't mind sharing Daddy Jungkook with us."

"Otay, Daddy!" She turned back to the other two, gave them a noisy kiss, and then they were off.

Jimin looked at Yoongi, "she's playing us."

The older turned to look at him with his eyebrow raised, "In what way?"

"That little brat remembers everything she does in little space," he grumbled.

"WHAT?" Yoongi yelled, "How do you know?"

"The tracking app; I listened in when she was with Joy Anna; I heard her telling her."

"That little shit is so going to get a spanking the next time she's big."

Jimin smirked. He was going full Libra petty. He could tell, "Let's wait until she's with both of us."

"Oh, what did you have planned?"

"Let's see if she can handle two cocks in one hole."

Yoongi couldn't help but grin, "kitten, you are a genius."

It's been a few days, and they still haven't had a chance to enact their punishment for her. That's okay; it'll happen eventually. There was a knock on his office door. Jimin looked up to see Abigail standing there. "Hey baby, what's up?"

"Could I hang out with Joy Anna for a bit? I kind of ruined the sleepover we were supposed to have."

Jimin sighed; he didn't want her to go but knew he couldn't keep her locked up in the house. They had already managed to kill most of the men that had hurt her, there were only a dozen or so left, and her father of course. Yoongi, and he had big plans for that bastard. "Yeah, that's fine. Did you want your toy?"

"Please, it'll make it easier."

He nodded his head and opened the drawer to pull it out. "You know the drill, baby."

She nodded and walked over to Jimin; she pushed her pants and panties down and bent over his desk. He leaned forward and licked her core. He wouldn't let her orgasm, but he wanted her soaking wet. Once she started squirming, he pulled back and slowly pushed it in. "Don't forget to let them know, baby."

"I won't," she pulled out her phone and told the group chat her toy was in. The thing they loved about her toy was that as long as it was connected to her phone, they could be anywhere in the world and make it go off. She had seven men that could torture and tease her relentlessly, she wasn't allowed to remove it unless they gave her permission.

Jimin helped her get her pants back up and then kissed her softly, "Have fun, baby, but be safe, okay?"

"I will, Daddy." Then she turned around and left his office to hang out with Joy Anna.

He pulled his phone out and texted Yoongi. Five minutes later, he was standing in front of him. "So, we have plans tonight?"

Jimin nodded, "We haven't had a chance to have some fun with any of the bastards who hurt her; everyone else has. Since she's gone with Joy Anna right now, I thought we could visit one of them."

Yoongi's full, gummy smile was on display, and his dark eyes twinkled with excitement. "And just who are we playing with today?"

The younger sat back and wiped his bottom lip with his thumb, "The first man that her father let abuse her, besides himself, that is. She was six years old when this bastard and her father raped her for an entire weekend."

His smile was gone, and his eyes held so much fury in them. "Give me 20 minutes, and I'll get my toys. I'll meet you at your car."

Jimin stood up and followed him upstairs. He removed his clothes and put on what was essentially their uniform, all black with weapons strapped all over their bodies. He grabbed his duffle bag and picked out a few things that he wanted to use on the bastard. Twenty minutes later, they were in his car and driving across town.

They pulled up to a dump of a house, "is he in there?"

Jimin turned to look at Yoongi. "He doesn't work. He got laid off a month ago, so he spends his days drinking."

"Does he live alone?"

"He has a son, but he's in school."

Yoongi whipped his head to him, "We can't let his son find his body."

Jimin rolled his eyes, "I already handled it. His mother has been informed that he's sick and needs to be picked up immediately. When she was handed an envelope of cash, she nodded and quickly agreed to keep him with her."

Yoongi snorted, "Looks like you've thought of everything."

"Don't I always?"

"It's why you are the boss, I guess."

They grabbed their bags, Jimin went to the front door, and Yoongi entered the back. They silently entered the house at the same time, and that fucker was passed out on his couch. The living room was littered with open bottles of alcohol, take-out trash, and drugs. They stood in front of him, "No kid should live in a shit hole like this."