His Trouble Maker {P.J.M} ✅

Birth Day Special

The life you could've had

"Honey! Where is my work suit?" My husband Jimin asked from the room as I prepared breakfast for him and milk for my six month old baby- correction 'babies'.

One of the twins wore pink while the other wore blue. Same brand and style just different color. Jimin joined me once he found his uniform. After the incident with seulgi and the miracle of her missing the shot, he still continued his job as a police man. Everyday he would come early just to have a chance to spend time with me and the children. He would never miss an opportunity to be with me, since the incident he hates leaving me alone. He doesn't want anything to happen to me even though none of us have any enemies to worry about.

Seulgi apologized, accepted her actions, went to jail, and stayed there. She didn't want to do anything crazy, we spoke at one point and forgot about everything and moved on. I go visit her with the babies to show her what she could've had if she wasn't the person she used to be. It wasn't showing off it was just an example to show that she ALWAYS has to think twice before doing something. She would've had everything I have now.

"Jimin you've been working too much... call in sick so we can spend the week together. It's been so hard to take care of two children, especially twins!"

"I know baby but Christmas is around the corner and I'd rather spend that time with you and my family"

"Around the corner? It's in a month"

"I'm sorry love but I really have to get going. Love you" he pecked my forehead and the babies as well leaving in a rush.

I heard the car engine turn and then leave with the same honk he does each time. It's meant to say that he loves me. I smiled and watched the children look at the ceiling playing with their clothed feet. Eventually they began crying giving me a hard time.

As I set the children down my phone rang loudly. I went to see who it was hoping that it was Jimin but it was an unknown number, I answered it anyway.

"Y/n? My daughter is that you?"

"D-dad?"

"I know it's the worst time and I'm possibly late but I really want to speak with you and so does your mother"

"Why? Why is it that now I'm happy and all of a sudden you want to speak to me. I'm all grown up with the man who loves me and gave me a beautiful family"

"We want to see our grandchildren.... with that chance to speak with you"

"There is nothing to speak about. Let me not remind the horrible things you did to me and I'm supposed to be your daughter? I'm sorry but your label might be father but to me you are nothing but a stranger along with that woman with the label as mother. I've learned to forgive and forget but you two I can't seem to forgive but I can definitely forget. My life is perfect the way it is and I will not let my children know the type of parents I had.... your life is yours and mine is mine so allow me to let me take care of it because you two sure didn't, good bye"

I made sure to block the number as tears rolled down my cheek. They've called me multiple times and I ended up the same way, broken. It's sad to admit but I somehow have a bit of love for them. They did all those horrible things to me but they gave birth to me. If it weren't for them I wouldn't have met Jimin yet to them I was a mistake.

Night came and Jimin arrived but I was half asleep with the babies next to me in their shared crib. It was tough putting them to sleep but eventually they fell asleep leaving me completely exhausted. Jimin stared at me in awe seeing the babies fast asleep. But spending the entire day without me was hard for him, he had to see me.