𝙃𝙚𝙡𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨

𝙏𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙎𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣

"Jungkookie- Do you think this color is pretty for my flower drawing?" Taehyung asked as he displayed a color of purple and pink.

Jungkook frowned and shook his head, "Those colors dont look pretty! Use blue!"

"No! I like purple!"

"So then why did you ask me? Use purple then!"

Taehyung nodded and continued to color his flower drawing until they start to hear a door shut outside of their window. As dangerous as it could be, the two boys peek out the window to see who it was.

"Is that Miyoung?" Jungkook asked with confusion, watching the brunette lady walk out of her car with a folder of papers and onto their yard.

"What is she doing?"

"Don't know. Should we tell dada?"

"No, lets wait. I want to see what she's doing." Taehyung replied. The lady only began to sort out the sheets of papers and stapled them, and stood up and walked to their front door.

"Let's go tell him!"

The older boy grabbed Jungkook's hand and led him to their parents room who were fast asleep. "Dad! Wake up!" Jungkook yelps as he jumped on top of Jimin and Yoongi.

Jimin groggily got up and groaned, "What is it now?"

"M-Miyoung! She's outside!"

The blond man groaned and got up, waking up his boyfriend who was hugging his waist tightly. "Where are you going?" Yoongi asked, squinting his eyes to the lights shining on him.

"Someone's at the door, go to sleep."

Yoongi hummed and fell back asleep, leaving the two curious boys follow their dad to the front door. Jimin opens the door and startles the malicious woman standing outside, ready to knock on his door.

"What do you want?"

Miyoung tsked and put her hands on each side of her hip, "I need to talk with you."

Jimin groaned as he facepalms, "It's only been two weeks, and you came late at night!"

"Look, I'm serious. It's about the boys." He raised a brow and heavily sighed, "Come in."

He led the woman who wore a thick fancy coat around her, to his living room. "Now, what about the boys?"

She smiled and poured coffee in her cup, and laughed, "I'm going to take them."

The blond felt a punch in his gut, "What?"

"I'm taking both Taehyung and Jungkook."

"You can't! You left them when we got divorced and now you want them back? What the hell is your problem!? You're not going to take them away like that-"

"Look, they're my children-"

"And mine too!"

She laughed again, "They're not yours, Jimin. I made you believe they were yours, but they're not."

"Bullshit, you're lying."

"I'm serious."

The male bit his nails and stood up, "You're not taking them, and you never will, period. Now leave."

"Do you want to take a dna test to prove it?"

He nodded, "Obviously. I'm not going to let you take my boys in the wrong hands like that boyfriend of yours."

Miyo smiled and handed him a note, "Tommorow at eight of the morning, at the hospital nearby ask for Dr. Sung, he'll assist you for your testing. I've already appointed everything before hand."