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Jimin said no one would know about this visit, at least that's what Hoseok told him. He said that they'd do everything he said since he had control, Hoseok helped these people with financial issues or everyday situations so they owed him big time. Which is why they set up secret visit, Zola would be able to see him without anyone knowing.
It had been a few days, and she's been waiting. She wasn't ready to see him behind glass but here she was waiting in a room for a man to come in and escort her to her baby father. With nola in her arm and her purse in her other, she was guided to another room where she knew he was.
There he was indeed, in a tan jumpsuit sitting behind the glass, he smiles at her seeing his family. Sitting down, Zola places her purse down and sits nola in her lap. Picking up the phone, she tries to smile at the gleaming male.
"Hey baby." He greets. He looks so handsome even in a jail outfit.
"Hi hobi." She smiles but only for a split second. "How long?"
Silence.
"They're giving me sixty years." He says with a smile. Zola's heart drops.
"Sixty years!? How are you smiling right now Hoseok." She almost shouts. Hoseok chuckles.
"Because I'll get out of here sooner than that babe."
"Still Hoseok, i don't wanna waste another year without you." Zola started to sound desperate, she didn't want him in prison. Hoseok doesn't let his eyes leave hers wanting to take in as much as he can of her.
"It's okay sweetheart, you can always visit me. I'll have Jimin take care of you while I'm gone too."
"It's not just that hobi." Zola bites her lip, "nola needs you too. She just started saying 'appa'."
Hoseok laughs as he eyes his daughter in his future wife's lap, nola was clapping her hands as he stared at her father, a wide grin on her face. Hoseok could hear her distinctively squealing in Zola's arms.
"I wanna talk to her." He says.
Zola puts the phone next to her babies ear letting Hoseok talk to her.
"Nola, appa wants to talk to you." Zola coos, nola watches the male across from her trying to throw herself at him even though there was a glass, Zola had a firm hold on her.
"Ap pa, ap pa." She chants, hands clapping widely as she giggles. Hoseok widens his eyes and places his hand against the glass.
