Ahn Misun, a twenty three year old woman who has a five year old son, Ahn Jihun. A single mother who works hard to support both herself and her son. Her son's dead beat father is never there and is a complete disaster. Misun doesn't want her son hav...
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Taehyung stood there completely frozen with Jihun in his arms. He didnt know what to do. He wanted to make Haejoon pay for what he did to Misun and for leaving Jihun behind, but he controlled himself from doing anything stupid in front of him. Jihun was still holding Taehyung as tight as possible. He didnt want to let go of him, he had a sense a fear inside him. Taehyung placed a kiss on Jihun's forehead. He looked over his shoulder at Haejoon and smirked.
"Yes, I am Kim Taehyung. Who might you be?"
Haejoon scoffed and chuckled.
"You're a cocky one, aren't you?" "All I asked was who you are. I don't recall any memory of us knowing each other." "I bet she talks about me all the time, that's probably what you always hear. Haejoon this, Haejoon that and not just from her sweet lil lips but from that asshole Yoongi and his annoying wife."
Taehyung tried his best to not show any of anger that he was intensively feeling. He couldn't believe what an asshole Haejoon was and how disrespectful he was. Taehyung hugs Jihun tightly and whisper in his ear.
TAEHYUNG's POV
"Baby, here are my keys, I will ask Mister Namjoon to take you to the car. Your mother will be out soon with you, I just need to sort some things out. Okay champ." "Yes daddy." He nods. "Good boy, I love you." "I love you too daddy." He places a kiss on my cheek and I put him down.
Looking over at Namjoon, I smile and give him a nod.
"Teach, could you take my son to the car please." "Sure thing." He nodded and walked over to Jihun.
Namjoon took Jihun's hand and walked him out of the building. He made sure to never show Jihun's face. I mentally thank him for that before turning around to face Haejoon. Again I had a smirk on my face and that seemed to piss him off even more. He groans.
"Take that stupid smirk off your face!" "I'm not doing anything." I shrug. "Because of you I lost my wife and my son." "Again, I have no idea of who you are." "Park Haejoon! That's my name! Make it stick in your pretty privileged boy head!" "So you think I'm pretty?" I pretend to get flustered.
That made him snap. He shakes his head in frustration and walks towards me. Haejoon grabs the collar of my shirt and tugs on it, he was just a few inches shorter than me, around 5'7-5'8. I looked down at him confused.
"Why are you becoming so violent? I have done nothing to you." "You are a piece of shit! You are ruining my life, she's probably only with you because of your money." "Okay that's it." I push his hands off of me and look down at him in pure anger.
How dare he disrespect Misun like this? She deserves none of this. He was giving nothing but poisonous words and actions from this man who did not know how to value her. If he truly loves her like he claims to, why does he speak of her this way. He laughed in my face and I shook my head. I chuckled very lowly.
"It's quite pathetic I must say. To think you came back here to try and fix something you completely ruined, yet try and act like you did not just hurt her and him. How dare you come here and act innocent? Aren't you on a restraining order? You aren't even supposed to be here, you deserved to be arrested for breaking an order that is against you."
He just stood there, frozen. He was clearly angry. Haejoon knew very well I was correct and he despised that simple fact. It made me feel overpowering and I knew that I could hold that against him. Haejoon backed up a bit and Misun just walked out of the building. She was going to head out back so she wouldn't have to deal with Haejoon's bullshit and keep Jihun away from him. I was actually more than willing to set Haejoon straight but I knew it was not the best time to do so because I would end up behind bars, I wouldn't be able to be there for Misun and I could possibly end up breaking her heart. So I would control every urge my body had from trying to beat the absolute shit out of him. I took a deep breath and looked down at him with a blank face.
"Run. Before I call the cops."
He scuffed and stormed off with a huff of anger. We won this time and he had to live with that. I will say this though. He broke the restraining order and what is to say he won't break it again. I would have to be more cautious in general now and most importantly keep Haejoon away from them two. I watched him walk out of the building. Once I knew he was gone, I walked out back to find Namjoon comforting Misun and Jihun. She looked upset and somewhat frighten. Jihun was cupping his mother's face and giving her kisses on her cheeks. A slight smile appears on my face at how tender he is to his mother. At such a young age being quite a little gentleman. I jog towards them and Misun looked up at me from her crunching position she was in.
"Is he gone?"
I nod and she sighs in relief. Jihun glances up at me.
"Mommy will be safe with us." He points at himself and then over at me.
Those six words. I knew those six words would stick with me and would definitely change the way I felt about this relationship with Misun. I made it my duty to be there for them, but Jihun now made it my goal and purpose. I gave him a firm nod.
"She will. I will never let any harm be done to her nor you."
A wide genuine smile grew on his face and Misun smiled slightly up at us.
