Can I Call You Appa?

Ch. 7

Namjoon POV

I woke up to a tiny hand poking my face. I groggily opened my eyes and saw Jimin, teary eyed and red faced. I rubbed my eyes and sat up to look at the time. 3:30 in the morning and I was out of it.

"Jimin? What happened?" I asked, my voice hoarse

"D-Daddy door shut. Minnie h-had scawy dweam." Jimin replied, his lips quivering.

I nodded, "Want to sleep in here with me? I promise to protect you from any bad dreams." I offered.

The tiny boy nodded and climbed under the covers, snuggling up to my chest. I gently wrapped my arms around him as I stroked his hair. He nuzzled into the touch and grabbed onto the shirt I was wearing.

"J-Joonie?" Jimin asked, sniffling.

I gently wiped his eyes, "I'm right here little one."

"C-Can I say you appa?" He whispered, his big eyes looking at me.

My eyes went wide and my face paled. He wanted to call me...appa? I barely even knew the kid and he wanted to call me appa. My heart warmed, but I wasn't even in a relationship with Jin...yet.

"U-Um... I'll make you a deal. If you can get your daddy to like me as much as I like him, you can call me appa. But you have to get your daddy to love me first okay?" I suggested.

His little lips went into a pout as he thought, then he nodded his head eagerly. He kissed my cheek and snuggled closer to me. I couldn't help but smile at how cute he was and kissed his head. I made sure he fell asleep before I went to sleep so I knew he was okay.

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"JIMIN!? JIMIN!?" I heard a booming voice frantically call.

I woke up and looked at the time, 8:30. Who the hell yells at this time of morning? I felt something warm on my chest and saw Jimin laying on top of me. I smiled and stroked his hair so he would wake up. He slowly woke up, his hair sticking up from where I played with it and gave me a sleepy smile. He rubbed his eyes and snuggled closer.

He was so tiny and cute, and boy was he cuddly. He was so fragile and peaceful, it felt right holding him like he was my own son. It was heart warming and loving.

Snapping me out of the moment was the door swinging open to reveal a frantic Jin still in my clothes and bright red with panic. He gasped and tore Jimin away from my arms and caused Jimin to cry.

"Woah! Hey Jin I-" I tried to talk.

"Don't you EVER sleep in the same bed with my son like that! If I see even one little scratch on him I swear-"

"D-Daddy! No yell!" Jimin cried, trying to get out of Jin's grasp.

"Jin it wasn't like that I-"

"YOU SLEPT IN A BED WITH MY CHILD WITHOUT MY KNOWLEDGE OR PERMISSION!"

"DADDY STOP!" Jimin screamed, getting out of Jin's grasp and over back onto my bed where he grabbed onto me.

"You're scaring Jimin, Jin. Just breathe so I can explain, yeah?" I calmly replied, holding Jimin close so he would calm down.

"Appa? What's happening?" Yoongi asked from the doorway.

"I-I had scawy dweam, daddy....Ap-J-Joonie sa-saved me fwom scawy dweam..." Jimin squeaked out, looking at his father with big, teary eyes.

"Is that so?" Jin asked, still looking extremely upset.

I nodded, "He came in at 3:30 this morning crying because he got scared and couldn't find you. He climbed up here and wanted to be held. I was fully clothed as he was and held him until he fell asleep and then I went to sleep after I knew he was okay. Nothing happend, Jin. I promise." I calmly explained. "Hey boys, why don't you go downstairs and find some cartoons while I talk to Jin okay?"