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[Yoongi]

   I sat on the couch in the small living room while Jimin put the kids to bed.

   My eyes watched the phone infront of me, waiting for a text or phone call from Jungkook, explaining the situation.

   Jimin came and took a seat next to me.

   His tail and ears were hidden still.

   "When are you going to tell the kids?" I asked, he looked up at me.

   "About?"

   "Your ears and tail."

   "Oh." he trailed off, "I'm not sure. I didn't think about it."

   "I think you should tell them soon, because something might happen, you know?" I said, thinking about the worst-case scenario

   "Yeah." He replied, playing with his fingers. I took one of his hands and played with it myself.

   "So what did you do today while I was out?"

   "I was actually looking for jobs in Seoul." He replied, watching me intertwine my fingers with his.

   "Find anything?"

   "No." He frowned, I squeezed his hand softly.

   "Work for me." I said out of nowhere, he looked at me like I was crazy.

   "How do I work for a music producer when I'm a dance instructor?" He asked confused, turning to face me completely.

   "Well, I never told you but I founded my own entertainment company."

   "Oh really?" He asked surprised, I nodded.

   "I have three groups with my company at the moment and they are all very successful. The only thing is, is that they don't really dance." I said, Jimin nodded.

   "Okay, so you need a choreographer?"

   "Yeah, and I was waiting for one to come across since I'm planning to do an audition tour to get more trainees because the company is huge now."

   "I can do it." He said quietly with a small smile.

   "Thank you Chim." I said as I was holding both his hands now.

   I decided to do something risky as I slowly pulled off his hat.

   He tensed up but he never stopped me.

   The little ears were black and they suited him.

   I moved my hand up to one, inch by inch.

   "Mmm~" he moaned loudly, surprising both of us and making me pull my hand away.

   We both sat there in silence, his hand over his mouth and my hand hovering in the air.

   "What was that?" I asked, he looked horrified.

   "I-I'm not sure. I'm s-sorry." He sputtered, his eyes got glassy and I knew what was coming.

   Why was he so emotional now? I thought as I pulled him into an embrace.

   "It's alright Chim, we didn't know okay?"

   He sniffed. "Okay."

   There was a buzz from my phone.

   Jungkook.

   I stayed put with Jimin, holding him while he cried, still unsure as to why.

   Usually if something like that happened, he'd be embarrassed but not like that.

   There was another buzz from my phone, again probably Jungkook.

   "Hello?" I whispered through the phone after answering it.

   "Hey." He said, he sounded exhausted.

   "How are things?"

   "I guess a bit okay."

   "Do you want to tell me what happened?" I asked calmly. I sounded like I was talking to Yoona. Jimin was now listening in so I put it on speaker.

   "S-So Jinhee left to drop off the kids this morning at school." he started, "then I went into the kitchen to do the dishes and I cut myself; deep enough to need stitches so I went to the hospital." he trailed off.

   "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He said.

   "It's alright Jungkook, take your time."

   "O-Okay. So while I was getting stitched up, the emergency doors opened and someone on a stretcher was wheeled in. There had been a car crash." He finished.

   I still didn't really understand.

   "What do you-"

   "Mommy was in a car crash?"

A/N

Writers block is beating my bitch ass rn but still vote and comment!

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