How I Met Your Father / Taejin

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Taehyung's POV-

Holy.....Kim Seokjin!

The picture on his driver's license with the choppy bangs does not do him justice at all. He looked great on the files but seeing him in the actual flesh is something else.

My knees won't work in nervousness.

And..wait.
I face palm myself mentally and literally.

I just shoved my dick in his godly face.

And did he..g-grab my ass back?

Isn't this moving a little too fast for a first meeting?

I can feel my face heating up.

And..and..did he just called me handsome??

I stagger and lean on the wall for support. My heart's beating wildly for some reason and I'm out of breath.

"Kim Taehyung, could this be fate? I-Is this....love?"

I hit the yellow wall in excitement. And I must have hit it too hard as the bulletin board containing the kids' artworks falls down suddenly with a thud, echoing loudly through the hallway.

"Ah..right. the kids."

I open the door and peeks in cautiously, fearing the ruckus inside but I hear nothing.

Complete silence. All of them are still as stones, wide eyes staring at me.

I let myself in and close the door behind me. The kids and I have a short staring competion as none of us moves.

"Te-eacher.."

The one without pants finally speaks up,

"..will teacher not gib banana mik?"

He looks like he's about to cry and so does his friends.
I remember Seokjin's advice.
I realize I'm treading on dangerous waters here.

I puffed my chest up,
"No. No banana milk if you don't listen-"

They don't let me finish...yet again and starts crying. And it's quite a racket when it's more than a dozen of them.

Do these critters never run out of tears?!

"Ok! Fine! Just stop already! Please! I'll give you your banana milks. Sit down and put your hands out."

The group of tiny humans obeys immediately and scurries around hurriedly, sitting themselves on the matted floor, eyes glistening at me and holding their breaths and hanging snots in.

I grimace thinking about the snots. My job did require me to wipe their faces clean every now and then too.

I rush over to the mini fridge in the corner of the room and place one small carton box in each of their tiny waiting hands. Smiles and eyes lit up one by one as they get their much fought after reward.

"So, there you have it. Drink your banana milk and give me just a minute to-"

"Tweacher..?"