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namhae island, present time
kim namjoon stares at the little kid who goes by duck playing with his stuffed animals, tapping his finger on the desk as the secretary walks in with paperwork, "he's still in andong."
just a day ago, namjoon should've been receiving kim taehyung, not the little boy. nonetheless, at least taehyung was safe. "good, his parents will be pleased he's safe. make sure to tell doctor jung to try and persuade him into the next ship."
with a nod and a bow, the secretary walks out. namjoon huffs, staring at the profiles on the screen of his computer. taehyung was with three other boys around his age, that's all he knew. he wonders if taehyung is struggling without luxuries, in what kind of environment he's in. the kim family wasn't accustomed to anything not accommodating. at least his aunt and uncle were like that.
"when is taetae hyung coming?" duck approaches namjoon, showing him the tiger plushie.
namjoon sighs, "soon little one. want some ice cream?"
ducks nods, gladly getting picked up by namjoon as they stroll into the kitchen. duck is awestruck with all the decorations and plants. he gasps at a photo of taehyung, pointing at it and laughing, "hyungie!"
"yeah, that's him," namjoon sets duck down and gets out a bowl and ice cream, spooning a small scoop for the little boy. he throws the spoon in the sink, but to his bad luck, it ricochets off the sink and hits a glass cup.
he grimaces, but hands the bowl to duck, who gladly starts digging in. "what's your name duck?" namjoon asks, sitting them both down on a stool.
"duck," the little boy replies, smearing ice cream over his mouth.
namjoon chuckles, "your real name. the one mom and dad call you."
"duck."
"no, that's a nickname. my name is kim namjoon," the older adjusts his glasses.
the little boy pouts, "mommy and daddy said duck hide. my name duck, like mommy and daddy say."
oh. namjoon bites his lip, bringing duck closer to him, feeling bad for the kid who's clearly traumatized. "ok, your name is duck."
a/n saw you were all worried for our baby duck, but dont worry! he'll be fine...🙂
