Twenty-Three

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"No, Minji, your dad, and I did not fight because of you. We had a disagreement, that's all." Jin said, swallowing the lump that had formed in his throat as he kneels down to Minji's height.

The innocence yet sadness that resided in her eyes pained his heart. He had played around a lot with her and made his silly comments, but seeing her as sad as she was now broke his heart and caused him to feel conflicted.

Her tiny arms wrap around his neck, and she snuggles herself into his chest, "I miss you so much, Jinnie." she mumbles under her breath, but Jin heard it. He settles on the floor as the pressure from kneeling was too much in his stomach. And pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on top of her head.

Squeezing his eyes shut he lets out a deep breath and open them, but quickly wanted to close them back as he caught sight of Taehyung standing by the entrance of his room looking at him at Minji.

Taehyung watched in pain as his little girl falls into the embrace of Jin and snuggles into his arms. He didn't miss the pained expression on Jin's face as he sits onto the floor and takes his daughter tighter into his embrace.

As Jin's eyes opened and met his own, he felt as though he had been caught and wanted to move, but his feet wouldn't will him to do so, he couldn't walk away, so he stood there and stared at the man he had just called a whore, the man who had just disrespected him in his own home and spoke about his husband that was no longer apart of his life.

He was feeling regretful for calling him a whore because truthfully, he shouldn't have; he had spoken in anger. However, when he had said Jin wasn't his type, he meant it, Jin was too vocal and daring for him. He liked the submissive type, and it irritated him that Jin wasn't that type of person. He felt as though he had no control when it came to Jin, even though Jin was his worker.

"Jinnie, is my dad mad at you?" Minji pulled her head out of Jin's chest and asked him. Jin broke his stare with Taehyung and looked at Minji.

"Yes-"

"No," Taehyung interjects and walks into the room and sits onto Jin's bed. Minji turns to face her dad and then looks back at Jin, whose face was filled with nothing but annoyance and disgust.

"B-but I heard you yelling at each other. You both woke me up." Minji uttered as she stares at her father, doubtfully.

"We did yell, but we are not mad at each other." Taehyung didn't want his daughter knowing that he and Jin had a fight. He and his husband had always tried keeping their arguments away from his daughter as much as they could. Although it didn't always work.

"I am mad at your father. He said some very mean things to me, and I am angry at him, but I am not mad at you, baby, and I want you to know I miss you very much. I came back early because I missed you so much." Jin told Minji as he caressed her arm and gave her a warm smile.

Taehyung cleared his throat in an attempt to get Jin to look at him, but Jin ignored him as he spoke to Minji.

"I am so happy you are here, Jinnie, and I hope you can forgive daddy." Minji leans forward and hugs Jin, but then she turned and looked at her dad, "Daddy, since you made Jinnie mad, you should apologize to him. Appa said when you are mean to someone and make them mad you should tell them you are sorry so they won't be mad at you anymore, can you do that to Jinnie?"

Taehyung shifts on the bed uncomfortable as he took note of what his daughter was asking him to do. If he was going to apologize to Jin, Jin needed to do the same as well, but he couldn't explain that to his daughter, so he sucked it up and muttered an apology.

"I'm sorry, Jin. I didn't mean to yell at you, I was angry, and I said something I shouldn't have as well as I didn't mean what I said." Even though he was sort of forced to give his apology, he meant it, at least half of it, he didn't mean to call Jin a whore, he had spoken out of anger.

"Okay," Jin responded as he tried standing up. His stomach was hurting him a lot, and he thought the position he was in was causing him to be in pain, maybe it hadn't been wise of him to kneel down.

As he stood up straight, his legs felt extremely weak, and he gritted his teeth together as an intense pain shot through the core of his stomach. "oh my gosh Jinnie, do you have a cut? You are bleeding!" Minji squeals out as she looks to where Jin was sitting and see spots of blood on the floor.

Jin turned in fright and look down to see where Minji was looking. It now became apparent to him why his stomach was hurting him the way it was.

"Are you okay, Jin?" Taehyung questions in worry as he got off the bed and walked towards the both of them.

"I am fin-e," Jin muttered and stifled a cry from escaping his lips as an explosion of pain erupted in his stomach. He almost falls, but Taehyung was quick to hold him up.

"I think you need to go to the doctor," Minji said as she looks down at the floor and then back at Jin with worry.

"I am okay, baby. I need to shower, and then I will be okay."

"But, you are bleeding, Jinnie," Minji said, not believing Jin.

"I know, baby, it's a small cut on my leg. I am going to fix it when I s-shower." Jin was trying to control his breathing as the pain in his stomach was becoming more and more intense.

"Minji, go get Jin some water." Taehyung orders while he maintains his hold on Jin's arm.

"Okay, daddy." Minji whispers and runs out of the room.

"What's going on with you?" Taehyung spins Jin to face him as he stares at him.

"N-nothing, I am fine. Let me go p-please." Jin was almost to tears but was trying hard to hold it in as his stomach kept hurting him more than before. He could feel something running down the side of his leg through his pants.

"You are bleeding, and you are fine?" Taehyung was getting irritated that Jin was pretending he was fine even when he could see that something was wrong.

"I-I am fine. P--please l-let m-me g-go." Jin mumbles as he felt himself becoming weaker.

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A/N: This can't be good :(

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