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"Jimin!"

Zia jolted up from her sleep, sweating and gasping for air.

"Hey, you're okay. Everything is fine." He spoke, gently rubbing her back. She looked around in panick, then relaxed on Jimin's touch. She turned to him and hugged him tightly. He leaned to his side to take the glass of water and gave it Zia.

"Its okay Zi, you're fine." He said softly, kissing her forehead. She nodded and leaned on to him. "Let's sleep?"

"Uh no, I won't be able to sleep anyway. What time is it?" She asked.

"Almost 5" he said.

"Its too early." She spoke and plopped back on the bed. Jimin smiled and laid beside her, hugging her from the side.

"Then sleep with me." He mumbled against the skin of her neck.

She nodded, but stared at the ceiling above them. Her mind was busy replaying the little clips of her and Taehyung, that once felt beautiful, but now stinged her like thorns. During the earlier years with Jihan, she used to feel a little insecure with the boy. His eyes were round just like Taehyung's, he had a mole on his lip just like Taehyung did. This four year old boy was one of her triggers to anxiety. Her own son, had caused her severe anxiety attacks at least four to five times. Jimin would keep Jihan away from her for a while until she was okay.

The first year with Jihan was a mess. She couldn't even managed to look at her own son. Jimin was a big support, or else she would've given up a long time back. He gave the child his name. He taught him to speak his first words and take his first steps. He let him pull his hair or climb on him while playing. He gave him endless piggyback rides and told him tons of stories. He showered him with his love. He became his superhero. Jimin became Jihan's 'Dad'.
When Taehyung was supposed to do all of it. But that guy chose to leave. Leave Zia to die, leave the child to die.

"Zi, sleep.." Jimin said.

"I don't feel like sleeping now" Zia said.

"I wanted to sleep with my Champion" he spoke cutely.

'Champion' He used to call her that. Right. Zia shook her head and turned to face him.

"You are the Champion, not me." She said. Jimin smiled and pecked the tip of her nose.

"Guess we both are champions then." He said, Zia smiled and nodded. 'Champion'

"Jimin?" She called him softly.

"Hmm?" He responded, his eyes were closed.

"Do you think Jihan will be okay? I mean, he wouldn't h-hate me right?"

Jimin opened his eyes and stared at her, before shaking his head.

"Why would he hate his beautiful Mom?"

Zia hit his chest, making him laugh. He hugged her and pulled her closer. She smiled and closed her eyes. Maybe she can sleep. She was a little too close to Jimin, which resulted in him having different kinds of feels. He stared at her for a while before slowly kissing her. At first she didn't say anything, but when Zia felt he was getting a little too eager she pushed him away.

"I thought you wanted to sleep?" She said.

"Not when you're acting like that" he said.

"Acting like what?" She asked, tilting her head.

He pulled her and adjusted their position, making himself on top of her. He leaned down his face close to hers.

"Can you sleep like this?" He asked in a husky voice. Zia looked away, getting what he wanted to say. "Look at me" he said.

"I'm sor-"

Jimin cut her off as he smashed his plumped lips into hers, kissing her. Zia took a moment to go with the flow. She could feel Jimin smiling in between. The amount of love he poured on her, was just beyond measurement. No one could ever calculate it, any mathematician, any scientist, any philosopher, no one. She was truly blessed to have met him. Jimin slowly broke the kiss, and stared at her with a frown as a tear slipped from her eye. He was quick enough to kiss it away.

"Why are you crying?" He asked.

"I'm just happy to...you know...have you." She said. "I love you so much" she hugged him tightly. Jimin smiled and hugged her, laying beside her.

"I love you more." He whispered.

...

"Bye Daddy!" Jihan said, at him from the door. Jimin smiled and waved back.

Zia chuckled at the two and closed the door, as Jihan walked came back. He sat on the couch and took the iPad, playing one of his favourite games as he sang 'Twinkle Twinkle little star' in between the process. Zia checked on him if he was busy and decided to do some cleaning.

"Ji" Zia called from his room.

"Yes mom?" He replied and ran to the room.

"Do you wanna play this?" She asked, pointing at boardgame, that subtly reminded her of her teenage days. The son nodded excitedly and climbed on the bed, sitting in front of his mother. Its not all the time she plays with him.

They played, laughing and giggling together, cherishing the very moment together. Jihan jumped on the bed as he won the second round, while Zia pouted. He was having his small celebration on his first win when the door bell rang.

"I'll go see who's it. You can set the game again." She suggested and stood up.

Zia opened the door, thinking why Jimin returned so early. But her oh-so surprised smile didn't last long, it was replaced by a frown and her lips pressed in a thin line.

"Get lost" she spat and slammed the door close almost.

Well, Almost. Because he kept his foot in between preventing it from closing. His expression softened on seeing her acting like that towards him. Even on the day, from near the mall. He had never hated himself so much that he did in the past few days. Kim Taehyung, the one Zia said she loved.

"Zia, just listen to me once" he pleaded, opening the door with whatever amount of force was used by him.

"I don't want to. Now please leave." She said sternly, glaring at him.

"Zia please. Just hear me out, I'm sorry for whatever happened" Taehyung said, grabbing her by her shoulder.

"What?!" She yelled and pushed him away from her, "Can't you listen?! I said get out!"

Taehyung stepped forward, pinning her to the wall. Her anger, her madness was right. He deserved it. However he couldn't stand seeing her like that. He had seen her closely, but not like this.

"Shh, I know you're mad and its fine. I deserve it. But you have to hear me out." He spoke whispering, his face was close to hers. Too close for Zia's liking. She felt her eyes tear up as thousands of memories flashed in her head.

...

The four year old Jihan had a mixture of worry and fear on his expression. He gasped when he saw some random man with her mother. He was afraid, what if he hurts his mom? The boy had came out when he heard his mother shout. He thought of what he should and it struck his head,

You can always call Daddy, if you feel there's a danger for you or mom, okay?

"Daddy" Jihan whispered and started finding his mother's phone in the room, where they were playing. He found it and thought again about what he needs to do.

Just call on my number and say 'Help' if can't say anything more.

He looked for his Dad's number in Zia's phone, looking for a heart emojy for only Jimin's name has that in Zia's phone. He quickly tapped on the screen and called him as he walked back to the door, peeking quietly to see if the man is hurting his mom. He waited for Jimin to answer while keeping an eye on the man who was extremely close to his mom. Tears brimmed in his eyes as fear was taking over him.

"Daddy.." he spoke in a shaky voice.

"Yes buddy, is anything wrong?" Jimin's voice came from the phone, as if he had sensed the fear in Jihan's voice.

"h-help" the boy whispered.

"I- where's mom?" Jimin asked, instantly. "Are you with her?"

"He is hurting mommy" Jihan said, as tears escaped his eyes.

"I'm coming okay? Don't be scared, you're brave boy." Jimin spoke. "And don't hang up. Talk to me."

...

Zia tried pushing him away, although she couldn't. Taehyung was nowhere in the mood to leave without Zia listening to him. It was difficult for her to rise up after everything from her past and now Taehyung was just bringing all the things back again. He had his one hand firmly on the wall and one on her back pressing her lower body into his.

"Taehyung p-please..." She said in a voice that was barely audible and excessively shaky.

"I'll go, I'll do everything you want me to. Just know that..." He stared straight in her eyes, "that I missed you. And I love you-"

"No you don't" she stated, "You don't love me. In fact I doubt if you ever loved me?!" She shouted and pushed him harshly, which again hardly had any effect.

...

The boy gasped as he saw the man pushing his mother to the wall.

"Jihan? What happened? Are you okay?" Jimin spoke worriedly, though the boy didn't seem to hear it. He had unnoticingly taken the phone away from his ear. "Jihan?... Hello?"

The four year old dropped the phone as he sprinted towards his mom. With tears spilling like pearls from his beautiful round eyes, he started hitting the man, only reaching till his legs because of his small height as he told the man to leave his mom. Taehyung looked at him for a while then at Zia, who was on the verge of crying. He knelt down and stared at the child carefully.

"H-He.... Zia he's...our-"

"No" She glared him and pulled Jihan away from him. The boy hugged her as soon as she crouched down to his level.

"Shh, I'm okay. Thank you for saving me." She whispered.

"He was h-hurting you" Jihan sobbed on his mother's shoulder. She wiped the line tear that just left her eye and spoke,

"Go to your room okay?" She said and then whispered, "take my phone and call daddy, ask him to home quickly."

"I called him." He whispered back between sobbing.

"Good boy" she patted his head. "Now don't cry and go to your room."

He shook his head and hugged her tighter, refusing to leave her alone with a scary stranger. Taehyung just stared at the two with soft eyes. If it was really his child then he'd be the happiest man in the world. He never imagined to meet his son like this. What impression has he create?!

Jihan stopped crying and pulled away to look at the man. He frowned and started hitting him again with an angry expression. Taehyung reached out to touch the boy's face but Zia was quick enough to pull him back.

"Don't you dare touch him!" She threatened him.

"Zia-"

"Don't!" She interrupted him. She gestured Jihan to go inside, which he did after smiling widely and cheering,

"Daddy!"

Zia felt Taehyung being dragged away from her. Jimin punched him hard. Taehyung didn't even get time to move a muscle or even think. He was too shocked by the boy calling Park Jimin, Daddy...?

"How dare you touch her with your filthy hands?!"

Zia gasped as she saw Jimin hovering on the other male beating the shit out of him. She swiftly tried to stop him, or he won't hesitate killing Taehyung for what he did to her. She grasped his arm and slowly pulled him away. He wiped the side of his face, glaring at Taehyung, who stood up wincing in pain. Taehyung touched his jaw, that Jimin had nearly broken.

"Why are you here?!" Jimin growled.

"I'm- ...I wanted to talk with Zia.." Taehyung answered.

"About what?!" Jimin grabbed his collar, "Explaining why you left?! Or telling her that she wasn't worth it?!"

"N-No... Listen I know what I did was wrong and I'm not here to give excuses. It took me long enough to find that she was here, and I just want you both to hear me out." He said.

Jimin released him harshly and scoffed "hear you out" he laughed dryly. "Really? Do you think anyone would want to hear you out?"

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