Only Sejun knew something was up with Yuna. To a stranger, it would seem the young woman was normal. She would go through her routine for the past few days without a hint of complaint.

There was no whining, no obnoxious laughter, no self-centered comments. That wasn't normal. Sejun would be an idiot not to enjoy the once in lifetime normalcy radiating off her friend but, now she was beginning to get worried.

Going to a club last night was the only way she could think of to bring Yuna back to normal. However, her struggles were for nothing. Yuna sat at the bar all night, a great deal of men tried to hit on her but, she declined them.

Sejun knew something was up, Yuna wouldn't have declined five hot guys at the club. It was out of character. With a heavy sigh, Sejun exits the kitchen and walks into the living room.

She notices Yuna sitting on the couch in a tube top and sweats while flipping through channels. Her face was contorted into boredom while her eyes lacked the usual glow. Sejun frowns and silently sits next to her.

"Yuna, is something wrong?" She asks softly. Her friend managed a shrug before releasing a sigh.

"No. I just got a lot on my mind right now."

Sejun raises her brows, perplexed. A lot on her mind? She never has anything on her mind. What could be so important that would make Yuna act out of character?

"Like what?" Sejun pushes.

Yuna stops flipping through channels, her eyes on a random show that was on. Her mind was swirling with questions and assumptions. She couldn't speak of it out loud. It would only make her seem like a bad guy in Sejun's eyes. She turns to her friend and manages a smile.

"Nothing important, Sejunnie. I just need some rest, that's all." Yuna pats Sejun's knee before getting up. She leaves the living room, her friend left behind confused as ever. When Yuna reaches her room, she closes the door and releases a frustrating sigh.

"This is so damn annoying!" She groans as she saunters to her bed. She flops down face first before spasming out like a child.

A single father. He said he was a single father, she thinks miserably. It has been only a few days since she has seen Jungkook.

After the incident at the daycare, she couldn't bring herself to waltz around the city. She was too afraid she would run into him again and hear him say that once more. Yuna turns on her back and gazes at the ceiling with worried eyes.

How could someone like him be single and a father? It just seems too unusual, there was no way someone with those looks could be burdened with such a load. Yuna enjoys kids, she loves them to the core.

But, she never imagined having one herself. She refused it, refused to have children in the future for fear of what may happen. And Jungkook was living her nightmare.

She shakes her head furiously, "He must've misspoken." She murmurs.

Every day she would tell herself that, hoping he was married to take a bit of the shock off her shoulders. It would be horrible if she was going after a married man but even worse if he was a father with no wife.

God, she needed to know if what he said was true. Or, she could just let it go. She could go find someone else to fool around with.

However, that was no easy task. She tried at the club but, each man that came up to her didn't spark the excitement that ignited whenever she saw Jungkook. She wasn't bored with him, there was something about him that was alluring. She loved it and wanted only him since that day she knew his name.

Yuna tries to gather her thoughts when her phone began to ring. She glances at the nightstand before grabbing her phone. She looks at the ID with her heart dropping to her stomach.

She stares at the name for a moment longer. If she lets the phone ring a bit longer, it would go to voicemail. But, this was the first time he called her. Or went out of his way to contact her.

She didn't know what he wanted but a part of her could guess what it could be. Was she ready to hear the truth? Could it all be a misunderstanding and it was just in her head?

She bites her lip nervously while staring at her phone. A few more seconds then it'll go to voicemail. Releasing a loud groan and presses the green button.

"Hello?"

"Um, hey," she hears a husky voice on the other line. Her stomach tingles at the tone.

"Why are you calling?" She breathes.

A moment or two passes as she waits patiently for an answer. All she receives was a heavy exhalation and low muttering.

"Jungkook, I didn't know what you said." Then a loud groan emits from the other line. Yuna had to admit, it sounded kind of hot.

"I know we may not be on good terms at the moment but, you're the only person I could think of," Jungkook said in a throaty tone.

It was deep and low as if he didn't want anyone to know he was talking to her. Her heart leaped when he said he could only think of her and fought back a smile. She has to remember what he did to her and what he said.

"Oh yeah?" She rebukes with a scoff. "You think you have any right to call me like this after what happened?"

"You're being overdramatic," Jungkook sighs tiredly. She could picture him pinching his nose.

"Excuse me but, you were hella rude to me when we ran into each other at the daycare! And the day before that!" Yuna shouts defensively. "Don't tell me I'm overdramatic because you humiliated me twice!"

There was no response on the other line, causing something to snap inside Yuna. She knew he did her wrong, and he knows it too. No one has the right to dump her like that or rudely speak to her.

Who the hell does he think he is? And he's not taking responsibility for it?? If he says a simply sorry then--

"Can we talk in person?" Jungkook's low, desperate voice cuts her racing thoughts short. She blinks with her mouth agape.

"What?"

"I can't talk like this at the moment," Jungkook murmurs with soft shuffling occurring in the background. "I'm--I'm at a friend's house right now dropping off. . .dropping off--"

"Dropping off what?" Yuna snaps impatiently. God, she was starting to hate this timid, shy side of him.

It was cute at first but now, it seems like he was playing the victim. However, little does she know, Jungkook was trying his best not to lose his cool. There was a tight, short leash on his temper.

"My daughter," he answers in monotone.

Those words barely computed with Yuna's mind for her skin turned pale just as he spoke. Her suspicions became true, he truly has a child. Her heart thumps loudly in her chest while she tries her best to regain the ability to speak.

Sensing the awkward tension, Jungkook bites his lip as his heart sinks to the floor. She was no different from everyone else then. What did he expect? Disappointment begins to radiate throughout his body but, he tries to shake it off.

"So, can we meet tonight?" He asks, hoping his tone doesn't reflect his mood.

"Where at?" Yuna croaks after clearing her throat.

"At a nearby park," he answers. "It won't take all night. I just need to ask you something."

Yuna mindlessly nods before remembering he can't see her. She sucks up another small amount of strength to speak.

"Alright."

Jungkook murmurs a farewell before hanging up. Yuna slowly drops her phone and starts to stare up at the ceiling once more with dull eyes. Her mind was almost completely blank except for one lingering thought.

It was loud in her mind, screaming at her like she didn't know the truth. Grudgingly, she rolls out of bed and saunters to her closet. Jungkook said he would send her the address and time but, it made it all the more dreadful. Slouching with a frown, she flips the switch.

"A father, huh?"

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Anxiously waiting, Jungkook paces back and forth in front of a wooden bench. He bites his lip while occasionally glancing at his phone. Yuna was five minutes late.

Just a few days ago he witnessed her excitedly waiting for him to show up or talking animatedly with her eyes gleaming giddily. Now, it was the total opposite. She wasn't happy about hearing his voice or seeing him any longer. She was even a few minutes late.

Jungkook knows he shouldn't care, it just struck him odd to see her in such a way. However, there was a huge part of him that became dull and disappointed after earlier's conversation. He knew she would act like this, he knew she would pity him and lose attraction towards him when he accidentally blurted out his secret.

He curses under his breath for his recklessness but stops short when he hears soft footsteps along the brick road. He glances over his shoulder to see Yuna walking towards him. She wore simple black leggings and an oversized white sweatshirt. Her chestnut hair was up in a ponytail with a few strands hanging out.

As she got closer, he could tell her eyes were unfocused, her body was stiff as she walked. He swallows thickly before turning around fully. When she stops before him, they hold each other's gaze for a long moment.

Jungkook wanted to speak yet his voice lacked the ability and he curses in his thoughts. He tries to read Yuna's face but, it was blank as a board. Now, he was having a hard time conveying her emotions.

"What do you need to talk to me for?" Yuna speaks in a cold tone.

This stuns Jungkook greatly for he blinks rapidly at the sudden tone. His throat was dry but, he pushes himself to speak.

"I need to ask a favor of you," he mumbles. Immediatly, Yuna scoffs with a disbelieving smile. Her eyes gleamed in annoyance as she crosses her arms below her breasts.

"Are you joking, Jungkook?" She questions. Noting her sarcasm, Jungkook brushes it to the side with a sigh.

"I just need to help me with something tomorrow."

"So after that rude remark the other day, you expect me to help you?" Yuna retorts before shaking her head. Jungkook hesitates for a moment, quickly averting his gaze.

He remembers those days so clearly like it all happened yesterday. He doesn't feel the need to place his heart in guilt because what he said was true. He was tired of her, she was annoying and irritating.

But, after giving it much thought when Hoseok asked to think the positive things about Yuna, he truly feels he went too far. He could've approached it in another way or didn't say anything at all. All he has ever done was throw nasty looks her way and snap at her.

Jungkook knew he had to stop before he truly reverts to his old self. Yuna patiently waits for him to speak, watching as he runs a hand through his hair.

"No, I don't," Jungkook admits. "But, I figured we could let bygones be bygones, Yuna. I need you to watch Mihi for me while I attend a meeting tomorrow."

"That's the other thing!" Yuna shouts. "You completely disregard the fact you're a father! A single father, no less, and you didn't tell me!"

"Because you have no right to know!" Jungkook states. "That's my personal issue!"

"But you know how that makes me feel now?" Yuna raises her voice while placing a hand on her heart.

Jungkook blocks the incoming thoughts that attacked his mind. He didn't want to know. He didn't want to know how disappointed or mortified she is about his situation. He was tired, tired of seeing that pitiful look in people's eyes. If she knew it wasn't his fault.

"Mihi likes you," Jungkook murmurs, taking a different approach. "She talks about every day and asks me if she can see you again. I want to tell her yes this time." Yuna's heart softens but bites her lip nervously.

"I don't know, Jungkook," she sighs. "It'll be weird..."

"How?" Jungkook shakes his head. "Look, think of it as a favor for Mihi and not me. Please?"

Not once has Jungkook said please to Yuna. It stunned her into silence. One look into his eyes she could tell he was desperate.

She didn't want to help after what he did but, seeing him like this melted those angry feelings. Her eyes soften, her heart swooning over this caring man. It became difficult to hold those horrible things he said against her. Heaving a sigh, she slumps her shoulders.

"Just don't rub your hands together and start begging, okay? I'll do it."

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