The Kim Family.

13

Yoongi pov.

"Are you enjoying it, yoongi?" I look up and Nod at him. Happily eating my ice cream "Yes I am!" I smile at him, a similar smile to his. Dad always told me I smile just like papa.

This is the happiest day of my life! I got to hang out with papa. Since he picked me up this morning we went karting, a game hall, the park. And now we're eating Ice cream in a ice cream shop.

"So..I missed quit alot out of your life growing up hm? But your 13-"

"14 Papa"

"Oh right Your 14" He laughs. "So..what do you like to do? I remember you really liked music when you were younger" Nodding I wiggle alittle, happy he still remembers. 'Yes! Yes I do!" I smile at him. "I really wanna be a producer later! I write my own lyrics also, you know?" I tell him.

"Ah cool, I can't wait to hear my son's songs on the radio" He winks making me nod shyly looking down at my sleeves who suddenly became very interesting.

"And how is it with Jimin? And your dad?" I look at him oh right, Jimin. "Jimin is doing fine, papa. He's getting better now. Dad is also doing well" I nod "he's expecting a baby" Papa frowns at me. "With that Namjoon guy?" He looks at me weirdly, It caught me a little of guard but I quickly nod again. "Yeah. His boyfriend you know".

"Ahh I see. Do you like his boyfriend?" I shake my head embarrased and take another bite of my ice cream. "Why not?" I stay silent and look out of the window. "Yoongi?" He taps my nose making me scrunch it. "Papaaaaa. Oke maybe I don't really like him..but I'm starting to!!" He nods "good" I hear him whisper before standing up. "Let's go, it's almost 21.00pm and I was supposed to drop you of a hour ago" he laughs. "Dad is gonna be mad!!" I laugh with him and stand up. Getting ready to leave.

Jin pov.

"JACKSON I LET YOU LEAVE WITH MY SON ONE TIME! ONE TIME! AND YOUR DECIDING TO KIDNAP HIM??!!" I yell in the phone. "Chill Jin. I forgot the time okay?! I'm 5 minutes away. Why even would I kidnap him right now?" I hear on the other side of the line and sigh in relieve.

"Okay I'll Pack you some food" I tell him calmly and walk towards the kitchen.

"Mister dad?" A little boy calls from upstairs and I already know who that is, Taehyungie. He started to call me 'mister dad' 2 days ago. It first was very sudden, we were preparing for bed and When I wished him goodnight and pecked his head he whispered 'goodnight mister dad' to me. And honestly it made me feel a new type of happiness.

"Wait honey!" I quickly answer him and grab a plastic bowl, quickly I pack some fried rice in it with pork and close the bowl. "Okay I'm coming! What is it?" I make my way upstairs and into his room.

What I'm seeing is ADORABLE. the most adorable thing ever. My sons Jimin and Taehyung cuddled up on the bottom bed of the bunkbed Joon got them. Jimin slowly breathing meaning he's asleep with the Oxygen mask on his mouth and nose, Taehyung Underarming him and hugging their bodies together. Still carefull to not accidentally take of The Mask.

"Mister dad. Jiminie's machine made the green noice" I smile at him and sit on the bed. "Okay thank you Taehyungie. Let's Take Jimin's mask of now Okay?" He nods and sits up carefully, giving me access to Carefully Lift Jimin into a sitting position and slide the mask of. After doing that I gently lay him back down and watch him snuggle warmly under the blanket. "Goodnight Jimin" I smile and peck his head. "Good night Taehyung" he smiles his big boxy smile at me and hugs me tight, placing millions of pecks on my cheek before laying back down. "Goodnight Mister dad!" I giggle and pinch his cheek.

"Tell me if something happens to your brother, okay?" I remind him and press the off switch of the machine. 'Hmh' he humms hugging Jimin.

After closing the door I walk towards Hoseok's room and knock on it. "Hobi?" I peek into the room. "Yes dad?" He looks up from his iPad. "Don't forget to sleep early" I remind him. "Okay, good night!" "Goodnight" I close the door and make my way back down softly rubbing my belly. When will you come out hm? I sigh and plop on the couch.