Sick

"NOT THE RED ONE!"

*Author's note*

'Papa' is Seokjin and Namjoon is referred to as 'Daddy' by Jimin.
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Seokjin's pov

"Papa do you know that my friend said he don't like flowers." Jimin says to me as we walk out of the day care centre. His chubby little fingers slipping from mine as he tries to carry his yellow backpack and water bottle at the same time.

I reach over and help him with the load but he stops me "No papa i can do it myself, I'm a big boy!" A chuckle escapes my lips involuntarily. This kid surprises me everyday. One some days he doesn't want help with anything and other days he'll cry his little head off if he doesn't get enough attention. It's just like the coco cookies!
As we reach the car I open it up and jimin hops in.
"Jimin I need to put you in your car seat." He's so forgetful at times that i worry he'll do somthing stupid. Nonetheless I can't imagine my life without this adorable ball of fluff.

He gets out of the car again and circles to the other side running his way over.

I clip his tiny frame into it and get into the driver's seat. "Papa so Taehyung says he doesn't like flowers because girls like flowers. But I'm a boy and I like them."

"Well baby, you can like whetever you want papa doesn't mind. You should tell your friend that everybody likes flowers." He shitfs in his seat
"Really?"
"Yes."

Just as I'm about to drive off my phone rings. 'LOVE' by some rapper named RM starts playing. The upbeat ringtone excites Jimin immediately. It was the specific ringtone that i set just for Namjoon cause he wouldn't shut up about how great the artist was and played the song all the time. Eventually Jimin started singing it and wouldn't shut up either. It's practically engraved into my brain at this point.

"It's daddy! It's daddy!" He cheers making me chuckle at his cuteness again. I give him the phone and he answers while i pull out of the school gates.

"DADDY!" he yells into the phone. RIP Namjoons eardrums. There's a brief exchange about food and then it shifts to Jimin telling Namjoon about his new friend who hates flowers. The conversation that goes on between those two baffle me at times. They sometimes debate about stuff like politics like they're two long life friends catching up over beer. On other seemingly more toned down instances they are conversing over what they think I should cook for Monday night. Their bond shocks me at time. It's never a dull moment when they're around. I will never forget the day we adopted Jimin.

That was about 2 years ago. I remember it like it just happened. During that time Namjoon and I were newly married. I'd always wanted to have children but couldn't. I was unable to have kids period. I'm not saying that's what drove me to be gay. It's not. I truly love Namjoon. But i really wanted a kid. So it was decided on both terms, mine and Namjoon's, that we would adopt. He was alright with it though and i was grateful for that.

I had looked up various foster homes and eventually came to one I knew would have no complications with the fact of the child having two male parents.

It was a rather shabby place. However you could tell they tried their best to maintain it. I liked that about it. Gave me comdort.

I spent 2 hours there on that day. Talking to so many children and getting to know them. One who especially caught my eyes was the one boy who sat in the circle of kids around me. He just listened and never said anything unlike the others who were galaventing around begging for me to play with them. This boy just observed and speculated as if he was not allowed to participate. The strange thing about it though was how it looked like he didn't mind.

I walked over to him and attempted to start up a conversation. At first i thought he wouldn't respond but he shocked me.

"Hi there. What's your name?" I asked softly.

"Jimin." He says. His words come out a little jumbled up. Like he hadn't learned how to properly talk yet. My heart combusted right then and there. I was in love to say the least. He was precious.

I got a better look at him and held his small chubby hands. He didn't smile. He only watched me look at him. His eye were a lovely brown. His cheeks were the most chubbiest thing ever.

I introduced him to Namjoon after that and he fell for him too.
And since then its been merry and I've loved this kid to death.
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"No, papa's here, he's driving." Jimin says. The phrase snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Push the speaker button Jimin, do you remember that one? It's the-"

"The red one!" He interrupts.

"No, the-" I couldn't finish that sentence cause Jimin already pressed 'End call', declining the call. I can't picture him as ever being that shy little kid he once was. He's gotten so much more confident now. Always curious about anything and eveything.

I sigh. "Jimin remember end call is the red one, the white one is speaker."

"Okay papa." He says without a care. Probably ignoring what i said.

I decide to not call Namjoon back. I was nearly home anyway.

I round the corner and see that there's another car in my spot. It was next to Namjoon's. Odd...nobody parks there but me.

I get out and walk up with Jimin. He runs ahead of me playing with that yellow plushie he insist on carrying everywhere. Zooming it through the air as fast as his tiny legs would carry him.

"Jimin be careful you'll fall." I insist. The hell if he even heard me he wouldn't slowdown anyway. Play time to kids is all the time. Getting them out of it requires force that i dont wanna use right now. He charges into the door straight into the apartment hallway and to his messy toy pile in the living room.

I walk into the kitchen and set the bags down and take out Jimin's lunch box.

"Well-"
I hear the voice before I see a face and at that point I don't want to look and see the face belonging to the voice. The chills i get shiver my spine and raises goosebumps on my arms.

"Seokjin, it's nice to see you again." The voice says cutting through me like a dagger.

I lift my head up and see her. Namjoon's off to the side leaning against the counter with an 'I'm sorry' look on his face.

"Granmama!!!!" Jimin shreaks running up to her.
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To be continued