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1 . This part is the building block of story , please do not skip else you won't understand .

2 . Story has Angst as mentioned .

•°'Please point the mistakes so I can edit them•°'

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"Taehyung , baby , come here" Namjoon called softly from the sofa , his voice warm yet serious .

Sitting beside Jin , he exchanged a glance with his partner , their expressions a mix of determination and tenderness .

Taehyung appeared quickly , his small feet thudding against the floor , a hesitant smile on his face .

"Yes , appa?" he asked , voice carrying a hint of confusion as he noticed their unusual smiles .

"Come here , baby , sit " Jin said , spreading his arms wide .

Taehyung nestled between them, looking up at both men with wide , curious eyes .

"What happened?" he asked , his voice barely above a whisper , fear creeping into his heart .

His mind raced , fearing they might have to move again , leaving behind yet another place . He hated the constant moving , the lack of friends , the isolation that painted him as a “weird” kid in the eyes of his peers .

The bullies never stopped , they didn’t know what it was like to grow up alone , with parents who were always away , working on things that were too important to even explain .

Yet here he was, holding his breath, for whatever news they were about to deliver.

" Taehyung-ie , you always wanted to know what do we do . Why are we always out there , never available "  Taehyung shifted his gaze towards his appa , staring at him with worrisome eyes .

"We are really sorry baby , We never wanted to leave you alone but our work needed us ." Jin whispered in a guilty tone .

They always had to leave him with a babysitter , to take care of him in their absence .

Being present only for occassions such as his school festivities and birthday's , still there was no one other than his parents because nobody wanted to be his friend .

"Your appa and me , we are civil servants baby , we work as agents to recruit people from evil men ." Namjoon said , smiling at him as his  pupils grown in amusement .

"We have to work for government ; people who were kidnapped , taken away from there parents . We have to help them reunite with their loved one's ." He continued , But his eyes became moist at the next sentence of his little boy .

"Ain't the government bad too for taking away my parents ? " He asked in low voice trying to control his tears .

Taehyung's small frame trembled as he buried his face in Jin’s chest , his muffled sobs breaking the hearts of the two men holding him .

“I hate it,” he whispered , his voice trembling with years of bottled-up pain .

“I hate everything . I hate being alone . I hate being the weird kid . I hate that I never get to have you both with me.” The words poured out like a flood , his hurt and frustration spilling over , raw and unfiltered .

Jin tightened his arms around him , tears streaming down his own face as he whispered apologies over and over , his voice breaking with guilt .

Namjoon’s hand rested gently on Taehyung’s back , his lips pressed into a thin line as he fought his own tears , feeling utterly helpless.

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