Six

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As Taehyung entered his mansion, he heard a loud cry coming from one of the room down the hallway. Striding towards the huge room, he saw Gidae crying on the bed, moving from side to side as he looked around, finding no-one. Taehyung's heart stung looking at his state. His glossy, red eyes made his insides turn upside down.

Taking steps forward, he picked his tiny body in his big hands, cradling him as he made funny faces to him, Gidae's cries slowly died down, giggling with his tiny fists in the air.

Even though Taehyung had no blood relation with this tiny creature, but their bond was stronger then those who had blood relations. He forgets how dark his life is with no light of happiness, he had no-one in his life except this Gidae. He always brighten his dark nights with his sparking giggles and baby talks.


Entering the blue tall building made by glass and steel, she heard giggles and keyboard's key being taped away, the scent of strong coffee made her slightly dizzy as she waved at few people here and there. She longed the feeling of coming to work every day and working to her hardest on different missions.

Pushing the glass door, she sat down on the chair with a loud thump,            " whatup leader." She raised her eyebrows eyeing the exhausted team leader. Like always.

Removing his gaze from the screen, he shut the laptop with a thud, he looked infuriated, looking at the girl with a glaring gaze.

"How many times have I called you?," he glowered as Y/n nonchalantly shrugged her shoulder, "I was busy okay. He's not an easy guy to follow."

She looked away, not wanting to look at his raging eyes.

Furrowing his brows he looked at her confused, " Y/n for 2 months you've been following, don't forget he's the only way we can get to Sunny lavenza."

Nodding her head in acknowledgment she stood up walking around to the couch, lying comfortably she spoke, "I know Kang. It's so important for us to arrest Sunny, but alongside him we need to arrest Arzo." Her mind went back to when that girl indirectly threatened to kill a innocent 1-year-old child. She understood that for people like them, life has no dignity and it doesn't take them a second for recklessly take someone life.

Innocent or not innocent.

That day she heard everything, Y/n felt proud of Taehyung for standing up for himself and the child. She knew since day one that Taehyung is forced to do all the wicked deed.

However, at first she was quite surprised knowing that a guy who sells weapons and drugs, fights in the ring can also be a guy who gives a home to a one-year-old boy who's been thrown away like garbage. Even though she never met this child but she felt pity for him, this world is so cruel to that innocent life.

"But, when do I get to stop going to that boring university, I really can't be bothered. Those kids are so immature," she hissed remembering how they constantly pester her with weird questions and on top of that you always hated studying which explains why you became a police inspector instead of a doctor or engineer.

"Why? Didn't you say you enjoy following him around, you gotta loose something to gain something," he teased, trying to suppress his laugh. You clenched your teeth, stopping yourself from releasing the string of unladylike words. After all he's your leader.

Rolling your eyes you stood up, walking to the door before turning around, "gotta go, my babyboi must be waiting."

The whole university seemed oddly empty, most of the students disappeared to attend their respected classes, but you couldn't find him. Why does he always disappear?

Where did this guy go?

Holding your phone, you dialed Zac- the computer expert of your team.
After a few rings, he spoke from the other side, "Hello missy, what do you want today?"

His sarcastic and ridicule tone suggested he already knew exactly what I wanted from him, "where is he Zac?," tapping my foot against the pathway in annoyance, you waited for his response since you knew how much he enjoys your misery.

"Well, his phone location shows he's at romsom park near-" throwing your phone in your pocket, your feet jogged towards the park.

Even though you following Taehyung was a merely your duty as an inspector, but you couldn't deny the worry your heart had for his welfare. When he isn't in front of his eyes, you're heart beats so fast, agonises for him and when he's in front of your eyes you feel breathless and a strange tingly feeling on your fingers.

There he was, but he wasn't alone. He sat in the middle of the park, under the glistening sunlight with a tiny baby in his lap, you felt your heart giggle with warmth as you saw the innocent smiles on both of their faces.

Quietly making your way up to him, you bent down on your knees behind him, without making a sound you listened to his incoherent words.

"Babyyyy...say Tae, T-a-e," he looked so adorable while the baby looked perplexed at his weird sound as he gawked as his face.

As my body towered on him, the baby erupted in loud giggles while staring at me, oh my god! He's so adorable. He seemed to sense my presence.

Turning his face, he scrunched his eyes due to the sun blinding him. Smiling at his charming features, I lifted my hand to block the sunlight hitting his face, our eyes locked.

Those chocolate eyes stared deep into my eyes, I moved to sit in front of him- carefully taking the baby in my hands, I played with his tiny fists which immediately wrapped around my fingers.  I could his eyes boring holes in me, I refused to look up.

The sensation in my chest made it impossible for me to lift my eyes, he makes it hard for me to even breathe, my skin was burning under his gaze, but I can't let him know how much he affects me.

"Were you following me again?" His voice came out stern and stoic. Looking up, his two buttons froze me on the spot, no boy has ever dared to speak to me with this tone.

"No I wasn't.....a-and this time I'm being honest," without breaking the eye contact, for once I was saying the truth.

"But.......I did track you," his raised his eyebrows before a scoff left from his mouth.

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