Chapter 21: Something Worse

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T/W: sexual harassment
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The chimes of the bells became louder and louder as Moon skipped over to it, his eyes sparkling and mouth stretched in a grin.

"Excuse me!" he called out to the old man pushing the cart, waving at him cutely, "I wan' a cotton candy!"

The old man smiled softly, recognition clear in his eyes.

"How can I turn down the man who brought pride to our country?" he heartily chuckled and stopped his cart, setting up his machine.

Moon pouted at being called a man but he understood why.

He knew he was a little boy but his body was big.

I need to act like a big boy! He said to himself, straightening his spine to stand at full height, Wooow, I'm sho tall!!

"I want a pink one! No, a purple! No no! A white! Um... Blue?" he frowned, confused.

Sho many options! How can Moon choose?!

"How about I mix them all for you?" the old man chuckled at his behavior.

Poor idols, they probably don't get to live their childhood to fullest.

"You can do that?!" he asked, awed. The man laughed affectionately at his wide eyes and open mouth, nodding in agreement, "Yes! Mix them all, pwetty please!"

The lisp got ignored as the man prepared for the candy, "It'll take us a few minutes to get it prepared. How about you stand under the tree? The sun is very merciless today."

Moon tilted his head cutely, What's me-me... Me'ciless? He thought to himself but dutifully ran to stand under a giant tree.

He touched his head, gasping softly, So hot! Hot hot hot!

He played with the bark of the tree as he waited patiently, glancing every so often at the man.

Ahhhhh how long will it take, he pouted, kicking away a pebble, I'm hung'y! Sweet sweet cotton candy will go in Moon's sweet sweet tummy hehe~

The child giggled to himself as he thought of all the shapes he could get.

Maybe a bunny fo' Kook Hyung! And a pwetty flowe' fo' Daddy! A cloud fo' Jiminie Hyung because he's Moon's angel!

The child quickly got lost in his thoughts, smiling and giggling to himself as he daydreamed.

"Oh my God, Seokjin oppa!"

He winced at the loud shriek, turning around to find a group of probably eight woman looking at him.

To be precise, staring at him.

"Oppa I'm your big fan!"

One of them shouted running towards him, the child backing away quickly.

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