Then There Was You... (BTS V FANFIC) SEQUEL

Missing You

-Taehyung POV-

-That Night-

Taejoon burped.

I giggled. "Oh! Someone's full~"

I carried him and rested him on the side of my chest and I patted his back to take out his gas.

He burped again.

I chuckled. "Ya..your burps are so cute."

Taejoon let out a small fart.

I sniffed it and giggled. "Even your farts too."

Taejoon squirmed and whined.

I sat him down on my lap and stared at him.

This is my baby.

My son.

My blood.

I've only longed to have a son.

I gently moved his bangs out of his eyes slightly. He needs a haircut. Wait no nvm.

He's perfect.

Just like I imagined he'd be.

He tilted his head cutely. "Eh?" He mumbled.

I smiled and tilted my head too. "Aye!" I said.

He giggled.

I chuckled and snuggled him. "Appa loves you so much, Taejoonie~" I kissed his head.

My son stood up on his feet.

Taejoon played with my hair.

I chuckled as it tickled a bit.

"Babe...you promised we'd go out tonight.." she whined.

I glared at her. "Can't you see I'm with my son right now?"

"But...you didn't tell me he was going to be here."

"You didn't need to know. Is there a problem?"

"Uhm? Yeah? What about our plans for tonight."

"They're cancelled."

"But-"

"This is the only time I spend with my son. I've missed out on a lot I lost my wife in the process. So either you deal with it or you can escort yourself out. There's the door. Suit yourself." I said and kept playing with Taejoon.

She scoffed. "Fine. You win." She ran upstairs.

Stupid hoe.

Why am I even with her?

Oh yeah...because she isn't Eunji.

God I hate Eunji yet I love her..still.

She wasn't supposed to leave me. I thought she was able to handle it. Handle me...

She let me down.

Yet again.. I gave her false hope.

But still!

...she promised me she wouldn't run away from me again...

I thought for a moment.

Her birthdays next week, maybe I can get her a gift...but I don't want her to know it's me.

Hmm..I'll think of something.

Taejoon began to cry.

"Sshhhhh...you're ok." I got up and carried him in my arms. "Let's go to my room and play more."