SYNCED 3 | Erased Sync

Chapter 3.12 ~ She isn't my daughter

Go out with your kids she said, it will be fun she said, they always behave she said.

Yoongi continued to curse Jihyo out mentally in his head, his heart beating out of his chest as he ran through the mall with Woozi in his arms, the male searching for his daughter.

The male had taken his kids with him to the mall since they needed some clothes and Yoongi wanted to get Jihyo a present for her hard work with her job and helping Yoongi care for the twins. He was going to go alone, but Jihyo insisted on Yoongi bringing his precious twins. So he did. Now, he can’t find his daughter because he took his eyes off her for two seconds and he was freaking the fuck out.

“Baby, can you try and communicate with Sunnie?” the maroon-haired male asked his son, who nodded.

That was one of the perks of his twins being twins, they were synced until they met their own syncs, meaning they could do everything two syncs could do; including communicating with their thoughts.

Yoongi needed to find his little girl.

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Hoseok looked through the racks of clothing with a bored expression, trying to find something that really caught his eye. Though, he did see something that he imagined would look adorable on Yoongi. It was a gray hoodie with a Kumamon on the area where your heart is, he didn’t even think twice before he bought it.

The male had started to like Yoongi a whole lot over the past 2 weeks of them texting and talking, and when Yoongi would come to the grocery store, sometimes bringing his adorable twins, which Hoseok also had a very strong liking towards.

Speaking of Yoongi’s twins, as Hoseok walked out of the store, bag in hand, he noticed a small girl running around the mall while crying, she was looking for something. When Hoseok got a good look at her face he noticed it was Misun.

He quickly ran up to the small girl, “Misun,” he called out, said girl turning around.

“Sunshine Man!” she shouted in what sounded like relief, running into Hoseok’s open arms.

Hoseok held her close to his chest, glad the young girl was okay and not hurt. He got up with Misun still in his arms.

“Where’s your appa, Sunnie?” he asked her, Misun shrugging, while wiping her eyes.

“I don know, we in store, then poof,” Misun made a huge hand gesture, “Appie no there.”

Hoseok nodded, taking his phone out of his back pocket. He quickly dialed Yoongi’s number, walking to a nearby ice cream shop with Misun.

“Hoseok I can’t tal-”

“I have Misun, come to the ice cream shop on the second floor,” Hoseok told, bending down and gesturing for Misun to pick a flavor of ice cream and tell the nice cashier.

Once he and Yoongi hung up, Hoseok paid for the ice cream Misun picked.

“Can I just say,” the nice woman said, “your daughter is beautiful.”

Hoseok’s eyes widened, the male chuckling nervously, “oh- she isn’t my daughter, she’s my friend's daughter.”

The woman tilted her head, “really? Well, I’ll be, she looks an awful lot like you.”

Before Hoseok could reply, he heard Misun yell.

“APPIE!”

Looking over he saw Yoongi run into the shop, putting Woozi down and running to hug his daughter tightly. Tears streaming down his face.

“Never walk away from Appie again, you had me worried sick Sunnie!” he told her, the young girl nodding her head to show her Appa she understood what he was saying.

Yoongi then looked over at Hoseok, more than glad the male happened to be in the mall the same day he was. The maroon haired male threw his arms around Hoseok’s neck.

“Thank you for taking care of her.”

Hoseok nodded, hugging Yoongi back, “anytime.”

The cashier audibly squealed, watching the two hug while the two kids watched with smiles, “you look like a little family, it’s adorable!”

Yoongi smiled, though it was forced. If only Hoseok knew that the twins were his as well.