❝𝗕𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁❞ [✓]

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚅𝙸

Third Person POV

Jennie quietly sat on the warm park bench, watching Jimin who was happily running around swings and going down slides. It had been two weeks since her wedding, a two weeks that Jennie could only describe as static.

Lisa had been unfailingly pleasant and kind. She held her in her arms every night, though she kept true to her promise of not asking for anything more. What Jennie liked best about her new situation, though, was its affect on Jimin. He had always been a happy child, but he seemed to love being with his other mother, and Jennie loved seeing the two of them together.

Still, Jennie couldn't quite escape the subtle itch of melancholy she always felt lingering beneath the happy surface. This was probably due to the fact that she knew her new existence was temporary and tenuous. Her and Lisa's problems weren't resolved, only pushed aside. She felt them, but she wondered if Lisa did. She seemed all too happy with the current situation.

Lisa tried really hard to give her everything her money could buy, and Jennir had to admit to herself that she didn't mind not having to buy all her and Jimin's clothes at second hand stores or the off brand foods at the supermarket. She enjoyed the luxury of new clothes shopping, but was still hesitant to spend too much of Lisa's money. Though they were married, Jennie didn't really feel comfortable with the concept yet.

The only thing was, Jennie had nothing to fill her days with. She was just so used to working all the time, and going to school. Not that she would want to go back to her job waitressing, although she did miss Jeongyeon's constant company. She just felt that it was kind of a waste to spend all that time and energy getting her degree, and now she would never have the chance to use it.

Watching Jimin pop head first out of the long tube slide and tumble ungracefully to the ground before standing back up for another go, Jennie couldn't feel too disappointed. She loved the extra time she got to spend with her son.

Leaning back on the bench with the sun warming her face, she let her mind wander. If felt good not to think, to just relax. She watched the slide, waiting to see Jimin's little head pop out again, but it didn't come. Scanning the swings and the monkey bars, she realized that she couldn't see his little blonde head anywhere.

"Jimin!" she stood up and called, walking around the little playground. He wasn't there. She started to panic now. "Jimin!" she ran over to the parking lot, glancing between the cars. "Jimin!" she screamed again.

"Mommy," Jennie's heart lurched as she heard her son's voice. A wave of relief hit her as she turned in the direction it came from. Panic hit again though, just as quickly as it had gone, when she saw who Jimin was in the arms of.

"Get away from my son!" Jennie shouted, running to him and jerking him fiercely into her grasp. The man who had been holding her son looked around nervously at the curious eyes of the other parents.