Don't Leave Me | PJM AMBW ✓

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jimin wasn't gonna lie that he was a little exhausted.

it was now about two o clock in the afternoon and you wouldn't be back until about five. doing after school planning, plus driving from your school to jimins dorm was a bit of a far ride.

jimin looked at minji as she jumped around the floor with her ipad in her hands happily. they had gotten back from the restaurant, spent some time in the studio, played some games, ate again and then finally went up to jimins dorm.

originally, he was going up to put minji down for a nap. since of course, those were the tips and orders given by you. 'a three year old should have at least one nap a day' as you would say.

"princess." he says, now sitting up from the couch. his head was hurting a bit and his back was killing him. he hated to think on how you had to endure this for three and a half years without him. he always scolded himself for that, but that's why minji was here right now with him. to make it better and right.

"y-yes daddy?" she stopped in her tracks. walking over to the blonde haired man. she had her ipad tucked under her right arm.

"i think it's time for us to go and take a nap, yeah?" he reached out for minji, taking her small body and sitting her on his lap.

"a nap?" she muttered, looking down at the colorful cartoon characters running around on her ipad. "yes, a nap."

minji had a pout spreaded across her face now. unlike other kids she never really had problems with nap time, she actually enjoyed it. yet right now she just felt so energized she didn't really want to go lay in the bed asleep for god knows how long.

"d-do i have to daddy?" she looked up at jimin, her doe eyes coming in to effect jimin. but he stood his ground and nodded at her, making her unfortunately oblige.

she turns her ipad off and sits it on the couch, now nuzzling her face into her fathers chest. he smiles, and stands up with her in his arms and they both make their way to his bed.

they fall asleep after about five minutes, the darker girl laying on jimins stomach letting out small snores while her father let out bigger ones.

•••

"you were almost late today."

you jump at the voice but quickly settle down seeing who it was. "yeah, i had to get someone to watch my daughter." you smile.

the voice belonged to another one to none black person. you and her were the only black women in the school, so you've spoke a couple times.

not gonna lie, you've seen tons of black people in korea but juggling with your daughter and work you really never had time to go out and conversate much.

"ah, okay. i'm glad you weren't late, because i don't know what they do here to those who are late and i don't want you to get in trouble." she comes to sit in front of your desk and pouts.

"it's okay, i would be fine either way." you giggle. this was both true and untrue. if you were to get fired you could maybe easily find a job to work at with your degree.

the thought of using jimins money that he sent to you came across your mind. it was entirely enough for you and your child to live off of but you liked to work and make your own money. the money jimin sent and still sends you goes directly to minjis needs and wants.

which reminded you, you haven't called and checked on the two not once throughout the day. due to your busy working schedule.

"oh okay, so you got moneey." she dragged out with a laugh.

you figured she would be for a while so you turned away from your computer, letting your fingers rest for the first time today.

"aish, i couldn't say that." you shrug.

you scolded yourself for being such a dry person when interacting with someone else. you found yourself like this alot actually, excluding when you're with your bestfriend nari.

"ah" the lady mumbled. she looked down at her phone and back up to you. "did you find a daycare or something? my sister has been looking for a daycare to sit my nephew in."

you immediately shake your head, you wouldn't tell her but you didn't trust daycares for shit. "ah no, she's with her father."

"oh!" she gushed, eyes wrinkled. "he must be a handsome man huh? cause your daughter is a cutie!"

you giggle, nodding your head at the memory of bring your child to work day. most of the time your daughter was sleeping from boredom or either playing with the other kids the best she could.

"yes, he is very much — i guess you could say that."

she simply smiles in return and stands from the seat. "well i guess i should let you continue."

"yeah, thanks for stopping to chat with me." you look up. she just grins, and goes to walk out the door.

"okay, now let me call my baby." you mutter, turning over to where your phone was on the charger.