HIS: Princess (Seokjin) | {Book 7} ✔️

{XVI}

Notes, Su and Yoongi's cub is 4 years old, could be 3 & 3/4 years old. Which means Su is not Jin's baby...

Anyway, other than the glimpse of the past, Jin's storyline takes place 4 years after Yoongi got married.

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We arrived safely to the restaurant and we sat down as they made additions to my reservation. Food was ordered and we sat waiting for the food.

Sitting at the table, I sat across from her. My eyes never left her face, so I could pay attention to the details that had changed from the her I had in my mind. Only once I was done memorizing her perfect face, did I stop staring at her to look at her take care of her little girl.

She looked so much like her mother.

I wondered if my baby inside of her would be like her—not that she was pregnant right at this moment, or looked it. Anyway I would have to be accepted by my Princess first and then have many sessions of endless love making, which I would happily do.

Then again, I noticed the thin band that was on her ring finger. I could hear something crash within me.

"Whose...?" I asked softly as we received our food.

"Sungkyu. She's his." She whispered softly as if the world was listening to her speak. She looked at her baby endearingly, as if she was the reason she woke up everyday. "You?"

She looked at the little munchkin next to me. Her smile small as she watched him grab his fork excitedly for food.

"No, no. This little punk is Yoongi's." I looked at him and he looked up at me. I nodded at him and he began eating. I could see Yoongi's features so clearly in him. He looked exactly like the baby Yoongi in pictures.

"Oh, that's surprising. Never thought he was a children lover. He avoided them like a plague in high school." My Princess chuckled as she remembered a time long ago—distant for the both of us.

"I know. He did, but now, he adores the kid, possibly even more than his wife." I chuckled as the munchkin ate up his spaghetti. I ruffled his head and he grinned before he pushed for the girl to eat as well.

"Why aren't you eating...?" I asked as she shied away from me. She was a shy little girl, clinging to her mom. I understood though, I would have loved to have clung onto Princess, but perhaps in a different manner.

"Her name's Su." Princess smiled as Su asked her for permission to talk to me. When Princess nodded in confirmation and in encouragement, Su looked at me finally with cautious large eyes.

I could not help but wonder who she had received it from. It was larger than my Princess, who had beautiful set of eyes and her father was known for his monolids and small eyes.

"Hello..." she only looked at me for a second before looking at her food. It seemed that food was more important than I was. She got a parmesan risotto, so there was no hard feelings.

I wasn't sad. She needed to be wary of strangers. And she also needed to focus on eating and growing.

"Eat, Su! Do you want some of mine?" Yoongi's little boy asked. "It's really good." He mumbled out and I was really surprised. He never shared. He was a greedy little child.

"Ohh, sharing are we?" I teased the three year old.

"Hey!" Hyukji pouted but he immediately brightened when Su began eating.

Her first bite had brought her to smile bigger than ever and it was the most precious smile I had been graced with. Even more than the rare smiles from my Princess. It affected all of us at the table.

I turned toward Princess whose hair was long and flowing. I wanted to feel it between my fingers as I combed it and played with it. She looked so beautiful with it.

And even though the mood was good, I had to ask.

I had to ask the dreaded question. It was better to get over it quick. The sooner the pain came, the faster it was going to heal.

I readied my poor unprepared heart.

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