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Jimin rolled over his bed kicking the mattress with discomfort as the heat in the room had increased to four-fold due to summer days. He groaned as he woke up all sticky with his clothes gluing to his skin with sweat all over.

"Why is the fan not working?" Jimin complained as he clicked on the switchboard multiple times.

He cried in frustration and jumped out of his bed to step out of his room. His fingers scratched the back of his head to reduce the itch due to the greasiness built up there. He quickly unlocked the door to step out.

"H...hey," Jungkook called out as he stepped in front of Jimin.

"What?" Jimin uttered in an irritated tone.

"About yesterday..," Jungkook stood there with his head hung low and fingers twiddling as he tried to form his words.

Jimin was quick to pick the hint, "You were the one who set the alarm. Weren't you?"

"What? No, I mean yes but that wasn't what I wanted to talk about."

"Bitch! You woke me at freaking ten in the morning yesterday!"

"I am sorry I had to feed him and I didn't want you to notice it-"

"I lost three precious hours because of you!" Jimin explained in an exaggerated tone.

"Eh?" Jungkook blinked.

"I sleep till one in the morning, freak! You woke me up at ten. That's like waking someone in the middle of the night-"

"That's a lot of exaggeration-"

"Who cares! Now how are you going to repay me?" Jimin stood there tapping his foot.

Jungkook looked at the male nervously and bowed to apologize, "I am sorry for ruining your sleep and about the money you gave yesterday. I promise to return it to you slowly. Could you give me some time-"

"Is there any bread in the kitchen?" Jimin completely ignored Jungkook and threw his glances at the kitchen front.

"I will pay you by the end of this month-"

"I am hungry, bro. Can we just skip this topic?" Jimin simply walked past the boy towards the kitchen. Jungkook tried to process the whole scenario and paced toward Jimin like a lost puppy.

"I am sorry for lying to you-"

"I have to post some pictures today," Jimin mumbled carelessly.

"I am sorry for punching you-"

"I need to fix the glitches for this time," Jimin uttered and pulled open the fridge door to take a bottle of water.

"I am sorry for memorizing your daily routine. I just needed to keep him safe-"

"It's as I expected, there is no bread here." Jimin sighed and chugged down the water before turning to leave.

"Could you just listen to me!" Jungkook raised his tone pulling the attention of the five-year-old that sat over the dining table feeding himself the breakfast that Jungkook made.

Jungkook pressed his lips tight and waved at the boy to continue eating. He then looked over to Jimin who stood there with a confused look on his face.

"I am...sorry. I shouldn't have raised my voice but could you just listen to me once? Please." Jungkook pleaded.

"How about a no?" Jimin flashed a fake smile and sassily walked out but was caught by the kid with his sleeve tightly clutched by those tiny hands.

"Papa makes tasty breakfast. Do you want to taste?" The boy flashed a smile and raised his spoon toward Jimin.

Jimin perked an eyebrow before bending to the boy's level, "I don't eat breakfast, bitch."

"What is a bitch?" The boy asked with his curious eyes concentrated on Jimin.

"It means beautiful," Jimin smiled and hopped his way out.

Jungkook quickly rushed to hold the kid in his arms, "What happened, bub?"

"Papa, you are a bitch." The boy giggled and clapped in excitement.

"Huh?" Jungkook's face morphed.

"You are so silly, Papa. It means you are beautiful." The boy jumped in his place and Jungkook chuckled nervously, "How about we stick to the word beautiful? Bitch, would be a little wrong. Don't you think?"

"Papa is a bitch!"

"No, bubs." Jungkook lifted the boy with his hands under the boy's arms.

"Bitch, Papa!" He pulled Jungkook's cheeks in happiness and kicked his legs in the air.

"Beautiful!" Jungkook recorrected.

"Bitch!"

"No!

"Yes!"

Jungkook sighed and put him on the ground. He squatted to reach the boy's height and wiped the curry from the kid's lips. He quickly slid his arm into one of the straps of the boy's bag and the other hand held the kid's little palm protectively.

"Let's go!" He exclaimed and the boy nodded in excitement.

Jungkook's eyes fell over the male who sat on his computer desk for a mere second but quickly turned to walk ahead. He unlocked the front door and closed it behind them.

"Papa, will Jimin come to play with me in the daycare?"

"No, bubs. I will be there with you-"

"But you aren't funny. He is funny!"

"He is busy so how about you have fun with me there? Okay?" Jungkook tried his best to convince the kid and once he nodded, Jungkook let out a relieving sigh.

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Jungkook stood in front of the daycare center that Jimin had recommended to them. He turned conscious as the parents around him were mostly ladies and whispered as they passed by him. He looked at his son who was jumping in his place excited to run inside whereas the other kids were crying their lungs out for leaving them.

A lady who Jungkook presumed to be a teacher walked towards them. She gave them a warm smile and squatted down.

"Oh, such a lovely kid. What's your name?" She asked.

"Daycare is a bitch!" The boy blurted and clapped his hands in excitement. Jungkook panicked and quickly laughed loudly waving his hand in the air to manage the conversation.

"Uh....okay," the teacher tried to smile, "So, what's your name, kid?"

"Bubs! My name is Bubs." He smiled wide and the teacher chuckled, "That's a nickname. What is your real name?"

"My real name?" The boy slightly tilted his head to the side and tapped his finger on his chin to think but nodded a 'no' once he couldn't answer.

"You...don't know your real name, kid?" She asked in a surprised tone and the boy slowly stepped back to hide behind Jungkook's leg with a pout on his lips.

"I...can explain," Jungkook began.

"Are you his father?" She stood up with her arms crossed.

"Yes, I am."

"Do you have the documents?"

"What kind of documents?" Jungkook looked at her quizzically.

"Sir, you need to have all the records of his birth and other necessary documents stating you are his guardian-"

"I thought this was just a daycare center."

"We still need the documents."

"I...don't have them," Jungkook replied in a nervous tone.

"I am sorry to say but we can't let him in."

"I-I have the money to pay for the fees-"

"It's still a no, sir."

Jungkook's lips trembled as he heard those words. He looked at his son who was staring at the other kids that were entering through the main gate.

"Bubs?" He called

"Papa, they are going in. Shall we go too?" He tugged Jungkook's pants.

"I just remembered a cool place I want to take you to. Would you like to join me?" He swallowed the painful lump in his throat and flashed a weak smile.

"But papa, the daycare is fun too. You said that to me yesterday."

"I...know. It is cooler than this place."

"No! I want to go here."

"We... can't." His voice croaked as he tried to hold back his tears.

"No! I want to." The boy ripped his hands out of Jungkook's grip and rushed into the main gate. Jungkook's eyes widened and almost tumbled as he tried to run behind the kid.

"Bubs, wait!" Jungkook's face turned pale with the possibility of the boy hurting himself.

"No!" The boy ran blindly and bumped into another kid falling to the ground.

"Argh!" The girl winced in pain as she fell over the ground and started to cry loudly grabbing everyone's attention.

Jungkook slid through the ground and scooped his son in his arms, "Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself-"

"What the actual fuck!" A man growled as he pulled Jungkook by his collar to stand on his feet.

"I am sorry-" Jungkook timidly answered.

"Sorry? Do you think sorry will suffice? Your son hurt my daughter!"

"I am extremely sorry-" before he could apologize a hard punch met his cheek snapping his head to the side.

"You will pay for your son's mistake!" They said the man pushed Jungkook to the ground before throwing punches repeatedly over his face spurting blood from his busted lip.

"Papa!" His son tried to come closer but Jungkook firmly denied it and warned him to stay out of this.

"It's just a game, bubs. Don't be scared, okay?" Jungkook replied with his eyes never leaving his son's side.

"Do you think this is a game? Bitch, I will kill you today!" The man howled before choking Jungkook.

The guards came running at the duo whistling and using all their might to push the man away. He tried to pounce back on Jungkook but was withheld. 

Soon, the crowd subsided and the Director of the daycare called the two parents into his office.

His son was left to sit on the outside while Jungkook was called in. Bubs looked around to see the girl who he pushed all cuddled up to her mom. He jumped off the tall seat almost falling but supported himself by placing his hands over the floor. He quickly stood straight and ran to her.

The mother frowned to see the familiar face and held her daughter protectively.

"What do you want?" She sneered.

The boy quickly pulled out something from his pocket and flashed it in front of her, "Papa never says to apologize in return for a mistake. Instead, he says to correct the mistake because that brings a difference. I hurt her, so this bandage is my correction," he placed the iron-man bandage over the woman's lap and stepped back before bowing to show his gratitude.

The lady carefully picked the bandage and then looked at the young kid, "Thank you." She gestured.

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"What kind of a behavior is this, Sir?" The director glared at the man who hit Jungkook.

"Why are you accusing only me? He is the one who started it-"

"Sir, I think you have no right to speak here. You are the person to be blamed here." The director warned.

"I will just pay for his hospital bills. Why drag this matter?" The man casually said.

"Who said I am settling for that?" Jungkook slowly began with his head raised and eyes mocking the man beside him. 

"What do you mean?"

"You broke my jaw, man. I would be practically chained to the bed for more than twenty days claiming grievous hurt under Section XXX. You may taste the jail beddings for months or years plus the fine to top the final judgment. What's say?" Jungkook laughed through his busted lip. It sent shivers down the man's spine and the director was left stunned at the male's response.

"What are you...? A lawyer?" The man asked in a nervous tone.

"Something superior to that, bitch!" Jungkook interlocked his fingers and leaned over the glass desk before them staring right into the director's eyes, "I can let this slide. I promise to not sue the school for the damages and let this man off the hook but I have a condition."

"Why would the school be liable for charges?" The director asked.

"There were two guards at the entrance plus one at the main hall yet none of them made efforts at the right time to control the violence before it turned out of control. What do you think it will do to your reputation regarding the safety of the kids?" Jungkook smirked as he saw a sweat drop from the principal's chin.

"Wh...what is the condition?"

"Now we are talking," Jungkook perked an eyebrow at the man beside him, "I would like to discuss the condition in private, Mr. Director."

The Director nodded and signaled the man to leave. Jungkook played with his fingers before snapping his eyes toward the principal.

"Could we now speak?" The Director asked nervously.

"Let my son in." Jungkook put forth.

"Of course, that's-"

"Without any questions or documents. Let him in and I wouldn't bother filing a case."

"But...that's impossible."

Jungkook chuckled dryly, "I suppose the school isn't your priority. You either choose this or suffer with court sessions."

The director rocked back and forth in his chair thinking for some time. 

"It is just a matter of a few months and I will get the documents done. A few months is all I am asking." Jungkook tried to convince with his doe eyes taking in the expressions of the Director.

He sighed before nodding a 'yes'.

"This remains within us. Is that okay?" The Director asked.

"One hundred percent, Sir." He smiled wide.

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"Papa, what is a real name?" The boy asked as skipped over the road with his miniature hand interlocked with Jungkook's.

"I don't know, bubs," Jungkook mumbled with his legs barely keeping pace with the kid's excitement, his face hurting like hell.

"Papa, was that man also playing a game with you? Is that why you have colors over your face like other times?"

I am sorry, bubs. I could never muster up to tell you that your father is a pathetic idiot that gets beaten at every point of his life. So, yeah! It is just a play.

"Hm." He hummed.

"Papa, was Jimin playing with you too?" The boy asked and pulled Jungkook's sleeve by squatting down to grab his attention.

"Kind of," Jungkook mumbled and signaled the boy to get up so they can walk ahead.

"Papa, will the new students play a game with me too?" The boy asked with an anxious tone.

Jungkook stopped in his track quickly firming his grip over the latter's small hand. He kneeled and pulled the boy close to him. Soft sniffles escaped past his lips with his heart, crushing within his chest, "I am sorry, bubs. I am  sorry."

"Papa, you said not to apologize. Remember? We should correct our mistakes to make them more useful." The boy circled his arms around Jungkook's neck.

"I am sorry for being such a bad Papa, bubs." He cried silently with tears rolling down his cheeks and hands holding the kid protectively.

"Papa is my hero! Papa is the best. Papa is not bad, " the boy patted Jungkook's back with his tiny hand.

"What did I do to deserve you?" Jungkook mumbled.

"Papa, I love you." The boy quickly pecked Jungkook's cheek and smiled wide.

A/n:- SO!!! QUESTIONS!! 

WHY DID JIMIN IGNORE JUNGKOOK RIGHT IN HIS FACE???

JUNGKOOK KNOWS A LOT ABOUT LAW. SO, IS HE THE.....?

JUNGKOOK'S SON DOESN'T HAVE A REAL NAME?? WHY THOUGH?

JIMIN WILL SOON HAVE TO STEP OUT OF THE HOUSE NOW TO DELIVER THE TOP. THE QUESTION IS WILL HE?

GETTING ANXIOUS?

MEET YOU IN THE NEXT CHAOTER.

LOVE YOU, KIDS.

GOOD NIGHT

MADDIE🙂❤️