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(A/n: M/n's outfit is up above! I hope you all enjoy and have a wonderful day/night! ☀️🌈💕✨)

Trigger warning: Child abandonment and abuse. I don't want to offend anyone, that is not my intention!

• M/n is only seven-years-old, so this will be slightly like the Yoongi and orphan (M/n) one-shot! •

{ I do not write pedophilia! }

+ This an alternative universe! +
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M/N's P.O.V.

"Mummy, why did I have to get all dressed up?" I asked, my smalls hands trying to grip my mother's pink dress as she quickly walked down the sidewalk.
"Because, Sweetie, we're going to see your father!" She 'happily' replied, harshly picking me up in her arms. "Now, act like your sleeping!" She held me, her nails digging into my back as she pushed by people on the sidewalk.

Poor people, they didn't deserve that.

"Mummy, why do I have to pretend to sleep?" I asked, laying my head on her shoulder as I gently played with her soft dark brown hair.
"Because I said so. That's enough questions, for now, shut up." She harshly answered, digging her long painted nails into my back causing me to let out a small yelp of pain.

"What did I do, Mummy? I'm sorry." I spoke into her shoulder, tears threatening to fall from my (e/c) eyes. "Does Mummy want a kiss to make it better?" I lifted my head off of her shoulder, looking up at her flawless.

"Tell Mummy how great and pretty she is and maybe, Mummy will let you kiss her cheek." She spoke, her caramel eyes staring into mine.
"Okay! Mummy is really, really pretty, prettier than all the other girls in the world! Also, Mummy makes me the best dinosaurs chicken nuggets when I'm hungry!" I remarked, my smalls hands gripping her light pink dress that made her look like a Disney princess.

"Tell Mummy how great she is." She spoke, pushing a man out of her way. I softly gasped, seeing the man fall to the ground and knock a few other people on his way down.
"Mummy is really smart, she taught me the whole alphabet and how to count to thirty! She's also the best cook ever and she's really kind to me, she made me cookies one day!" I spoke, my thoughts trailing off to the poor man who Mummy pushed over.

She didn't teach me the whole alphabet or how to count to thirty, Papa did. She never made me cookies or dinosaur chicken nuggets, Papa did that before he left for his business trip. I only lied to make Mummy feel better about herself, she said that's what good sons do for their mummies.

"Aw, thank you, Sweetie. You can give Mummy a kiss now." She smiled causing my eyes to light up.
"Yay!" I spoke, giving her a soft kiss on her cheek. "I love you, Mummy!" I laid my head on her shoulder, her nails loosed their grip on my back and she began to gently rub the spot she stabbed with her sharp nails.

"Mummy loves you, too. Ah, we're here." She spoke, setting me down in front of her. I quickly grabbed her hand, looking at the eerie park.
"Mummy, why did we come to a park so late at night?" I shyly asked, playing with the fancy ring, on her right hand.

"Mummy is going to be meeting someone here, you'll be staying with them for a while." She answered, tugging her ringed hand away from me. "Don't play with that!" She smacked me across the face, causing me to fall onto the cement ground.

"I-I'm sorry," I whispered, tears falling from my (e/c) eyes. "(M/n) is very sorry, Mummy." I stood up, standing in front of her, ready for her to yell at me again like last time.
"Mummy forgives you." She spoke, patting my head gently. "He's here!" She wickedly cheered, forcing me to turn towards the mysterious tall man.

"Your father will be taking care of you, while Mummy goes on a 'business' trip with a 'client' of hers." She softly spoke, gesturing to the man with orange hair.

When did Papa get orange hair, I thought he had black hair?

"Will Mummy come back to (M/n)?" I asked, wiping away my tears with my small chubby hands. She smiled, ruffling my (h/c) hair before harshly pushing me towards Papa.

"Papa!" I happily yelled, causing a heart-shaped smile to form in his face.
"There's my little boy!" He sang, picking me up and spinning me around like a superhero.

"Take your son back, I don't want him, anymore. He's just like you, so kind and optimistic, I hate it." Mummy coldly spoke, looking down at the fancy ring on her hand. "Plus, I've found a new man. He's rich and doesn't like kids, so it's a win-win for me." I looked up at Papa, his smile fading away when he glanced at Mummy.

"You just wanted to get rid of him since I finally came back from my business trip. I told you, I would take him back when I got home from my trip." He began, his brown eyes filled with rage as he looked at Mummy. "I thought it would be nice for him to some time with his mother, but, apparently, I was very wrong." He held me close to him, my head laying in his shoulder as he talked to her. "And, there's no need to be so rough with him, don't think I didn't see you smack him... He's not your personal punching bag, Gi."

"Whatever, I don't want to see you or him, ever again. Take your mafia s***, somewhere else." She scoffed, throwing my yellow and black scarf at him. "Or this might get physical." She smirked, pulling a pocket knife out of the white purse, that she always carried with her when we went out.
"Don't you dare threaten me, Gi. I will not hesitate to send people after you for threatening me and my son. I used to love you, a long time ago, but you chose to cheat on me. But I forgave you and let you go, without any trouble." Papa remarked, his voice deep and threatening.

"Papa, let's go home and watch BT21, I wanna see Mang, he's my favorite!" I shyly whispered in his ear, trying to calm him down.
"Okay, we can do that, (M/n)!" He smiled down at me, rubbing my back gently as I cuddled closer to him for warmth. "Goodbye, Gi. I wish you good luck in the future, even though I strongly dislike you." I took one last glance at Mummy as Papa walked away.

"Bye-Bye, Mummy! I love you!" I called out, waving a small hand at her. She waved goodbye, rolling her eyes at our retreating figures.

"(M/n), are you ready to watching some BT21?" Papa asked, setting me down in front of him. I vigorously nodded, holding his hand in mine.
"Yeah! Mummy wouldn't let me watch BT21, while you were away. She said it's stupid, but I like it!" I answered, my left hand gripping onto my scarf, Mummy threw at Papa earlier.

"Papa, did you know I'm a Hufflepuff?!" I smiled, showing him on the scarf as we continued to walk out of the large park.
"I can see it! Did you know I'm a Hufflepuff, too?" He asked, ruffling my (h/c) hair gently. "We're Hufflepuff twins!" He cheered, throwing his free hand in the air as a sign of victory.
"Yay! All the monsters and bad guys won't want to mess with us, Hufflepuffs!" I yelled, a goofy grin on my face as I quickly wrapped my scarf around my neck.

"I'm glad you're my kid, (M/n)," Papa stated, loud enough for me to hear as he wore a soft smile on his face. I looked up at him, a heart-shaped smile, the one I inherited from him, on my face.
"I'm glad, too, Papa." My grip on his hand tightened slightly as we continued on our way home.

My true home.

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(A/n: Fun fact about me: I'm a Hufflepuff! Anyways, I hope you enjoyed and here's what Hobi looked like for this chapter;

I, suddenly, really want to write a mafia or gang au with Hoseok like this chapter, and maybe have the others in it, as well. But I already have so many stories published, so it might be a draft for a long time until I can properly work on it. I don't know if you'd all be interested in reading that story, basically, it'll be like this chapter, but with more detail! Also, my mum told me no more stories, until I finish a few first! )
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