[In Taehyung's house]
Ivan was playing with a ball, laughing and chasing after it as it rolled across the floor.

Taehyung watched Ivan with a smile, feeling a sense of pride and joy. He had always wanted to be a good father, and moments like these made it all worth it.

But as he looked at Ivan, he couldn't help but think of Y/n and Irin. He wondered how they were doing, if they were happy and safe. He hoped that Y/n had found a way to move on, to find happiness again.

Ivan, sensing Taehyung's gaze, looked up and smiled. "Appa!" he exclaimed, running towards Taehyung with open arms.

Taehyung scooped Ivan up, hugging him tightly. "I'm here, son," he whispered. "I'll always be here for you."

As Taehyung held Ivan close, his thoughts drifted to Y/n, the woman who had once been his everything. The memory of her smile, her laughter, her eyes, haunted him, a bittersweet reminder of what he had lost.

Taehyung's gaze grew distant, his eyes clouding over as he wondered where Y/n was, if she was happy, if she ever thought of him. He hoped she had found what she was looking for, that she had moved on from the pain of their past.

Ivan, sensing Taehyung's distraction, looked up at him with curious eyes. "Appa, what's wrong?" he asked, his small voice piercing the silence.

Taehyung forced a smile, trying to reassure Ivan. "Nothing, son. Just thinking about someone."

But the ache in his heart lingered, a constant reminder of Y/n's absence. Taehyung missed her, missed the way she made him feel, the way she challenged him, the way she loved him.

As the moments ticked by, Taehyung's thoughts swirled around Y/n, his mind consumed by memories of their time together. He hoped she was doing well, that she had found happiness without him.

With a gentle sigh, Taehyung focused on Ivan, his son, his priority. He wanted to be a better father and raise Ivan to be a good person .

TBC🤍~