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~ A few minutes before~

Junwoo was playing in the living room with his toys. The small boy heard a knock on the door but since he saw you were busy talking to uncle Taehyung he opened the door and was greeted by a tall and handsome man. 

"Hello buddy

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"Hello buddy. Where is your mom?" the tall man said in a soft tone.

Junwoo calls out to you. "MOMMY...you have a guest"

You and Taehyung walk in to the living room and see Jungkook behind Junwoo. You quickly run up to your son and kneel down to his height.

"Junwoo! Haven't I told you not to answer the door!" 

Jungkook was standing there silenty. His heart was beating rapidly, a tiny version of himself was standing in front of him. He swallowed down a lump in his throat, his breath feeling heavier as he watched you scolding Junwoo. He knew he had no right being there...yet he couldn't help but feel like he had to know for sure if this child was his or not.

"I'm sorry Mommy...but..." he turns around and looks at Jungkook. "I heard knocking and you don't want to interrup the adults talking...so I opened door." Junwoo said in the most innocent voice yet.

You sighed. "Haaah, It's okay sweetheart...just promise mommy you won't open the door again...even if you hear someone knocking" you said while holding his tiny hands.

Junwoo nods with an innocent smile. "Okay Mommy." he says while looking at you with the cutest smile.

You smile back at him because of how adorable he can be.

"Go with uncle Tae to his room while mommy talks to...her friend, okay?" Junwoo looks at you and then at Taehyung before nodding again. "Okay!" he says with excitement. He waves at you and then happily walks off with Tae.

You sigh and get up to look at Jungkook. "I know you have a lot of questions..."

Jungkook didn't quiet know how to start this conversation. He had a million questions and didn't know which one to ask first. After a few moments of silence he finally spoke up.

"Is... is he really mine?" it was the first question that came to his mind. The question that was tormenting his mind ever since he saw the little boy.

You take a deep breath and signal at him to sit down next to you on the couch. After he sits, you look him in the eyes and finally give him an answer.

 "Y-yes... he's your son"



~A/N~ 

sorry that this chapter was a bit shorter...had to leave it at that~~~





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