MY INNOCENCE 🌸 || p.jm ✔︎

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"What are you doing?" She giggled.

"What does it look like I'm doing, I'm painting clouds." I said stating the obvious.

"I thought you had to work, this morning." She said while picking up the paint brush, dipping it in the savoy cotton white paint, joining me on the pink lemonade walls.

"I wanted to take off, spend the day with my girls." I smiled at her while rubbing my thumb on her baby bump.

"Well, we appreciate it Daddy." She bit her lips, as she started with curvy outlines. I pressed my lips together in a thin line, while shaking my head.

"You know what you're doing." I mumbled.

"What's that?" She asked innocently.

"Don't make me press you against these walls." I groaned.

"In your daughter's room, how scandalous." She said dramatically. I chuckled deeply before continuing our little project. "I think her name should go right here, in the middle with big letters."

"What do you want to name her?" She started to think, and then she started to start off into space. "Babe? Angel?"

"Wake up Jimin." She commanded.

"What?"

"WAKE UP!" She yelled.

"Angel, what are you-

"Dude, wake the hell up!" I jumped up and glared at the person who killed my sweet dream.

"Why in the fuck-

"Chongan Wang is dead." Yoongi cuts me off. I sat up, realizing that I fell asleep on the couch with the ultrasound that was sent to me last week, we're having a girl.

After racking my brain on the encrypted message, I realized she was in Cuba so that's where we been the past few days, along with some of my men, scouring the country, city by city.

"What happened?"

"Trade gone wrong in Mariel where he was killed, whole dock blown to pieces, killing some of his best men. People are saying it's MX, but I've been tracking them, they're not here."

"You think it's Angel."

"We'd be stupid not to try." I nodded.

"Gather the men," I got off the couch. "We're going to Mariel."

Angel

"Are you sure all this traveling is good for the baby?" Emily asked me, as I wrote my next clue.

"Trust me, staying in one place is more dangerous." I told her. If I risk staying here, Jimin will surely find me and force me to go back with him, and I can't do that just yet.

"If you don't mind me asking, why are you doing this. Why are you running away from the man that you love. I hear your silent cries at night and I know you're in pain-

"Emily, you wouldn't understand."

"I'm a sixteen year old run away from a fourth foster home, because I was getting abuse, again and you're telling me I wouldn't understand pain?" I sighed while setting my pen down.

"The guys that I work for MX, or pretending to work for, their specialty is bomb making in this business. I had a friend, who was in line to take over but this wasn't a life he wanted, so I help fake his death and he lived a happy life, until MX found out about him still being alive. I had a choice to make and it wasn't an easy one but it had to be done." She nodded her head with a look of empathy.