His secret Girlfriend

Epilogue.

5 years later

“Come homeee!” My dear wife wined from the other side of the call as I just finished the interview.

“Just 2 hours, love. And I'm all yours.” I softly replied.

“Did San sleep?” I asked as I say on the chair when my hair dresser was doing her work.

“No he is– APPA!! MINJI’S MOTHER ALSO ATE A BABY, LIKE MOM!! AND THEY WERE TALKING ABOUT WANTING MORE! COME BACK!” San interrupted what Yn was saying.

I heard Yn’s chuckle from the background as San spoke “WE HAVE TO SAVE THE BABY MOM ATE!! APPA COME HOME-”

“I will try my best, San. Now let mama rest and wait till I come. Don't tell anyone else about our Mission!” I learnt the way to handle kids so well. 

After some talk, I hung up the call., I was ready for my first interview after my successful concert, last month. Everything was going great, not everything. But life goes on.

After the terrifying things I dealt with almost 4 years ago. I was at a better place now. I received hate, backlash, a lot. Traitor, or what not they called me. But I grew through it.

There are still some pages on social media who want me out of the group. Guess they will remain as pages only. I grew stronger and better after that. 

True fans stayed the way they were. And that was enough for me. To learn, to sing, to perform, to love and to live.

“Sir, the interview will start in 3 minutes. Are you ready?” The assistant asked and I stood up from my seat. “Yeah. Let's go.” I replied Walking towards the stage.

My stunt a few years ago was THE MOST VIEWED interview and video of the time. Some people found it romantic (as it was) and some thought it was staged. Some hated it and some were just too shocked to think.

I quite made headlines that time. I still do now but not for confessing my love for my wife.

“Hello guys. I'm Jungkook, from BTS” I heard the cheers and a smile rose on my lips.

Time skip 

“Appa!” San ran towards me once I opened the door. He is never constant. Never normal.
Always in different moods,
angry (if i am late), sad (if he missed me after long trips), happy (if I bought his favourite pastry), and many more.

Just like his Mother. But today he was scared. I picked him up and he started his story. “I heard, Emma aunty and mom talking. Do you know? That mom ate my sister?” He looked so damn funny. I bit my lips trying to surpass my laugh.

“Ohh” yes Ohh. That's all I could reply.

“YESS! Dad. I love Mom. But we need to save my sister! Please” he pleaded and held his hands, pointing towards our bedroom. 

Once I opened the door, my eyes soften at the site, my heart weld up at the beautiful site.
My beautiful wife.

She was laying on the bed, her back supported by the headboard as she was finishing her crochet.
“Hey, look it's done” she showed me the cute little star shaped suit for the baby.

She saw that online last week and was working really hard to learn that. And my beautiful baby being the most talented person, she nailed it.  

“That's so cute. Your amazing, Yn” I sat on the bed, the instant San jumped from my nap and cuddled next to his mother. I shifted closer and gave her a soft kiss.