❝ single dad ❞ ; yoongi

nineteen ; ❝ get out ❞

Jimin and Taehyung: 2 years old

J

ungkook: 9 months

"I wanted to tell you all an animal joke, but Yoongi told me it was irrelephant!"

Seokjin breathed out another one of his jokes and the fans sitting in front of us busted out laughing as he put his microphone back down. To be honest, I had told him his jokes were irrelevant, and of course, he had to make a joke out of it.

Jungkook fidgeted on my lap and reached for the pen I was using. I let him take it as I looked next to me to see the twins playing on the floor in between Namjoon and I. They looked content with sharing a little toy car, so I turned my attention to the next round of fans coming toward the table (I've never been to a fansign so idk what goes on).

I watched as they passed by, signing countless albums and striking up interesting conversations with anyone that was in front of me. There were different people there, women, men, young, old, even some foreigners that spoke amazing Korean. But the one that caught my attention the most was a young man, around my age, with a little girl holding his hand. She had cute bows in her hair and had a huge grin on her face, gripping tightly on her father's hand. She looked older than Taehyung and Jimin, but still around the same age.

I smiled up at the man who had a calm expression as he lifted the girl into his arms. She let out a light giggle and placed an album down in front of me. "I love you oppa," she beamed as my heart warmed while I signed the cover of the book.

"I love you too, squirt," I said, chuckling at her shy smile.

Her father laughed. "I'm Daewon and this is my daughter Mirae. We're big fans of yours," he stated, trying to suppress the big smile making it's way to his face.

I was impressed. It wasn't every day you saw a man pushing aside their pride and admit that they were your fan. This man already had my respect, and I had only known him for two minutes.

"Nice to meet you guys. Thanks for coming!" I responded, lifting my hand in a wave as they moved on to Namjoon.

I looked at the next person in line, but I noticed as she got closer she wasn't looking at me, she was staring straight ahead. Jungkook looked up and saw the woman, and lifted his hand up in her direction.

He babbled incoherent words, but his eyes lit up with excitement as he made grabby hands. Perhaps he saw her sparkly earrings, which were dangling from her ears.

However, the woman did not stop in front of me. Instead she stopped in front of Namjoon. I tried not to frown. All fans had their preferences, I guess, but some were just rude about it.

Jungkook began making a fuss as he struggled to detach himself from me and continued reaching for the lady. He made loud, irritated noises as I held him down in place, which made the twins put down their toy and look up at me in curiosity.

Namjoon raised his eyebrow at the lady as she set down her album with a huge smile. "Excuse me, why did you skip Yoongi?" he asked gently, but his undertone implied authority.

The lady's friendly smile contorted into a mean grimace as she glared at me. "A man should not have rats," she looked down at Jungkook squealing in my arms, "on him, don't you think?" she finished, her smile returning as she looked at Namjoon.

My eyes widened and I clenched my jaw so hard my teeth ached. I was fine if she decided to insult me, however my children were a big no-no. How dare she imply that my children are rats? Her words made my blood boil.

"Get out," I said in a low voice, my eyes glaring directly into hers.

"What?" asked Namjoon, leaning closer.

"I said, get out!" I growled loudly, making everyone and everything stop.

The line of fans stopped moving, the rest of my members stopped signing, and even little Jungkook stopped squirming in my arms and gripped my waist harshly.

I breathed hardly as the woman's eyes widened in terror and she gaped at me slightly, turning her head to look back at Namjoon. His naturally-friendly face was set into a chilling cold expression. He nodded at her.

"You heard him. Get out."

And with that, the woman grabbed her untouched album and left.

I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding and shook myself off, putting a warmer expression back on my face.

I looked down at Jungkook, his big eyes spilling tears as he sensed my anger. Or maybe he felt it, considering how tense my body was.

I lifted him up on the table, sitting him facing me, and wiped his tears with my thumb. His nose and upper lip quivered as he sucked in breath after breath.

"It's okay, Kookie. I won't ever let anyone bully you," I cooed, pulling him in to place a kiss on his soft forehead.

"I love you too much to let that stuff slide."

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And...cut!
That's a wrap 🤧🍉.

My heart went oOpSssS

Let's pretend I didn't update for two weeks (?) 😎

P.S. the rt deal didn't work out, but thanks if anyone helped me out 👊😔

Edit: WHY IS THE CHAPTER ORDER LIKE THAT???? SOMEONE HELP I'VE ALREADY CONTACTED WATTPAD ABOUT THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER BUT THEY COULDN'T FIX IT ARRGHHHH 😖😖🤠