Namjoon's pov
A week later
"Where's papa?" Jimin screams for the fourth time that morning. "Jimin, be quiet it's very early. You'll wake up Mrs.Yun next door"
He quiets down and I put him on a chair so that he can have his breakfast.
I've never been able to answer that question properly if I'm being honest. I just brush it off cause I also don't know. Sometimes I just tell him papa's coming back later and it satisfies him for a few hours.
The investigation was still ongoing. The police found traces of the blood in the parking lot behind the building as well as some samples of weapons and a glove and were trying to trace the people who took Seokjin. I have a lot of hope that they'll find him. Then those low lives can be put into prison forever.
In the meantime I had to wait. A few times during the week I'd go down to the station to answer some questions or give them sample pictures. And each time I go there they tell me something more about traces of the car I had described or news about potential leads.
Mom and dad were still around, they kept Jimin entertained, well not exactly... they distracted the boy for a while and it seems to work and I wasn't complaning.
I didn't think it's wise to send Jimin to school just yet and mom and dad agree as well.
For now, we had to pace ourselves.
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To be continued. Thanks for reading!!!!
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FanfictionWe're happily married, we have a kid, what could possibly go wrong? In which Kim Namjoon and his husband; Seokjin raise their adopted child; Jimin. An unfortunate circumstance occurs and affects their daily lives forever... Read to find out more! . ...
