"Okay." Jimin didn't need it spelling out, he already got it. He sat there and gently rocked Siwoo, wishing this was a future he could have. Damn it, why did he have to love a mob boss? Couldn't they just have secret kids? Like a mistress would. That could be doable.
Namjoon came back in, smiling as he came over. "I saved the accounts. Fucking bastards trying to rob us. I scared the shit outta them." He crouched down and Siwoo opened his sleepy little eyes, too tired to reach out for his dad. "Did he behave?"
"He's the best boy." Jimin grinned despite the sadness. "I love him so much."
Fuck this. Yoongi felt like holding Jimin and he felt a lot like looking at least as sad as he could see Jimin feeling, but obviously that wasn't an option right now, so he just glared at a Namjoon that wasn't even paying attention to him and then checked the watch. "I have to go do some work."
He had people to see and perhaps shoot. Time would tell. "Jimin, you can use the car we came with. I'll take another."
Namjoon took his boy back and no, he didn't even notice, he was too busy carrying him away and talking to him in a cute little voice. "We're gonna go see appa! Gonna get some food cause dada can't cook but appa can. Gonna feed his hungry boys." Jimin watched them walk away, cold and lonely, missing the way Siwoo felt in his lap.
He turned to look at Yoongi and frowned, he didn't want to fight like this. "I wanna go home with you. When you're done. I love you." He just felt like Yoongi needed to hear that. "Me and Min Holly."
"I love you too." Yoongi meant it, but his chest still felt tight and he realised that it was because he was considering that he would never be able to give Jimin the life he craved. It was probably selfish to even try and hold on to him and that thought made him feel cold and terrified, he didn't want to think it, not while he was in public. "We'll go home together."
That said he turned around and headed for the door, thinking it safer not to look back.
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Namjoon came back in, smiling as he came over. "I saved the accounts. Fucking bastards trying to rob us. I scared the shit outta them." He crouched down and Siwoo opened his sleepy little eyes, too tired to reach out for his dad. "Did he behave?"
"He's the best boy." Jimin grinned despite the sadness. "I love him so much."
"I bet he loves you, uncle Jiminie."
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He had people to see and perhaps shoot. Time would tell. "Jimin, you can use the car we came with. I'll take another."
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He turned to look at Yoongi and frowned, he didn't want to fight like this. "I wanna go home with you. When you're done. I love you." He just felt like Yoongi needed to hear that. "Me and Min Holly."
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That said he turned around and headed for the door, thinking it safer not to look back.