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gold is dull. || jjk || 03

your once-love abandoned you to chase his dreams as a boxer, leaving you and unknowingly, at the time, his son. as much as you want to forget him, you can't. you see him on the billboard, tv commercials, and in your son's room, reminding you of everything you once were. “momma! please take me to golden boy's fight! he’s fighting here! in our hometown. please, momma. for my birthday? i wanna see him in person!”

pairing: jeon jungkook x female reader

genre: boxer!jk, dilf!jk, single mom! oc, heavy angst, ex-boyfriend, eventual smut, fluff, slow-burn

chapter warnings: fighting, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of illness, mentions off-screen death, angst,

chapter wc: 8.3k

A/N: chapter 3 is here!!! i can't thank you enough for loving ch2 <3. i hope ya'll love ch3, as well. i will tell you, though, that this chapter 3 has more dialogue and description rather than oc internal dialogue. pls don't hate me for it 🥲. also this chapter is a lil more fluffy (i think, not really?) but with that strong angsty backbone 😍. okay that's enough, enjoyyyy now♥️.

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“What? Here to offer me more money?” You sigh.

The anger that you felt earlier that day has dissipated. You don’t have any more energy to continue being pissed nor to tell him off.

“No. To talk to you. Can I come in?” Jungkook straightens up from the leaned position he found himself in before you opened the door. A pained expression on his eyes. The doe eyes you once saw every galaxy in them, just appear defeated and dark.

You open the door wider, prompting him to come into your apartment. You’re left with no choice than to let him in due to your delicate and nosy neighbors. They’ll call the landlord or even the police at the sound of any arguments.

Jungkook looks down, “_____, Min-su’s my child?” He’s frozen. Unable to move his hands from his pockets or straighten his caved-in chest. He knows the answer to the question from earlier today, but he still asks.

“Yes! Cmon Jungkook!” You desperately throw your hands into the air. “What? You just forget the letter I sent four years ago?!” Your sentence starts as a whisper but increases in volume with every word. You thought you had no more anger left.

“I. Don’t. Know. What letter you’re talking about! And I didn’t send my manager to meet with you!” Your anger gives Jungkook the room to feel something. Shame. Stress. Fear. His voice tenses and he begins to pace back and forth.

You frantically walk over to your kitchen and get a stool from the counter in order to reach the top of your refrigerator to get the old cereal box. Jungkook is behind you, following your every move, “What are you doing? Please, _____. Just talk to me. This is the first time that I hear about this.” He pleads. You grab the cereal box and pull an old wrinkled and folded paper from it.

“Here! Maybe this’ll refresh your memory!” You shove him the letter right at the center of his chest.

Four years ago, you sent Jungkook a letter to let him know he was a dad. You believed he deserved to know what was happening, and maybe a part of you felt that having him by your side at one of the darkest times of your life would make everything brighter.

Jungkook desperately opens the folded piece of paper and begins reading it. His hands tremble. Tears stream down his face and his tattooed hand comes over his mouth. A feeling of empathy begins to settle in your heart at seeing him in such a vulnerable state. Your face softens at the sight of his hard-felt emotions.

“I-I-I am so sorry, ______. This is my first- I-ve- I’ve never seen this before,” Jungkook stutters with shaky breaths, “I’m so fucking sorry.”

He takes a seat on the counter stool, hands covering his eyes in frustration. He wipes his nose with his hand, then extends it out to yours, placing his hand on top of yours. You feel your muscles tense at his action. You feel a knot forming in your throat and tears fill your eyes. “If I knew you were going through this, I’d leave everything behind and come back to you and him.” His grip on your hand tightening. You remove your hand from his hold. Only if he knew. You sniff back your tears and turn away from him. You don’t want him to see the tears streaming down your face.

“I-i-is he all better now?!” Jungkook abruptly stands from the stool.

“Yes.” You look to the side with hands on your waist. Jungkook lets out a relieved breath, softening his muscles.

“When did you find out you were pregnant?” He calmly asks.

You turn to him to meet his eyes, “Three weeks after you left.”

When you found out you were expecting a child, you didn’t want to chase after Jungkook. You felt that if you chased after him, it’d be like you were forcing him to stay with you. You felt like you would be trapping him in a life he clearly didn’t want to have, hence the abandonment. You didn’t want to be that person to Jungkook.

However, even if you wanted to, this would have never been possible. You had no way of locating him or contacting him. Jungkook had become a ghost to everyone he knew. There was nothing that could hint where he was staying. A year later, though, Seokjin got a job at the police station, giving you access to Jungkook’s details and information, which allowed you to send him the letter to a location that was listed in his records.

“Oh god. Why didn’t you tell me anything?! It was only three weeks, _____!” Jungkook’s tensed pleading hands move up and down, emphasizing the last three words.

“How could I?! You disappeared!” Hands coming to your hips, slowly shaking your head. Jungkook knows you’re correct. There really was no way to reach him.

He bites his lower lip, in complete defiance, nodding his head. Tears at the edge of his eyes appear again, “I’m sorry.” He whispers. You nod. You have an unsettling, conflicting feeling in your stomach. Jungkook didn’t know he had a son with you. It wasn’t him who sent that letter.

Does that change anything for you?

“Give me the opportunity to care for him, _______. Give me the chance to be his father.” He whispers the last part of his sentence.

“I-I don’t know, Jungkook. This is too much for me to think of right now. Give me some time and space.” You face down to the floor, unable to look at him. The utter silence you both stand in is interrupted by Min-su’s steps coming towards the kitchen. You signal Jungkook with your hand to crouch down behind the kitchen counter so Min-Su won’t see him.

“Mommy?” Min-Su appears from the hallway, wiping his eyes. He’s been awaken by the noise in the kitchen area.

“Hey baby, sh-shh it’s okay. It’s just the TV.” You walk over to Min-Su and carry him over to his room.“Go to sleep, papa. Here I’ll turn on the lamp.” You kiss his forehead and stay by his side rubbing his back, until he’s fully back asleep. You walk back into the living room and roll your neck and eyes. You massage your neck as you’re emotionally and physically exhausted from the conversation with Jungkook.

“Did he go back to sleep? I’m sorry for being so loud.” He says.

Your hands go to your chest, “Shit. You scared me. You’re still here?”

He looks around you defeatedly. He scurries to the side table when he spots a pen and notepad, writing a something on it. “Whenever you’re ready, call this number. Time, day, doesn’t matter, just call it. I’ll be there waiting.” He sniffs. “Just-just let me be a part of his life. Doesn’t matter how.” He half smiles with a broken, yet hopeful, look in his eyes.

Jungkook sees you, Daeun, and Seokjin playing with Min-Su at the park. Seokjin is teaching Min-Su how to ride the bike that Grandpa gifted him for his birthday slash Christmas. Jungkook is parked far away for you not to spot him, but close enough to see Min-Su enjoying his time with family.

“Okay, now we’re going to try without the wheelies. Can he do it? What do ya’ll think?” Seokjin asks you and Daeun as you sit in the bench.

“Hmmm… I don’t know. Seems scared. Can you do it?” Daeun says teasing Min-Su. You laugh, “Of course, my superhero baby can do it, right?!” You scurry over to him, giving him a high five. Min-Su’s nose scrunching, smiling with only his two front teeth.

“Cmon Min-Su, don’t think you have the wheelies off. Just do what you’ve been doing.” Seokjin kneels down beside Min-Su giving him instructions. Min-Su attempts it multiple times and fails, falling on his full behind. “I can’t do it, Mom!” His lips forming a small pout. “Yes, you can. Cmon, I’ll be behind you.”

“Let’s go kiddo, you can do it.” Jungkook whispers from the car. He makes an encouraging motion on his fist.

You get behind the bike, and push him outward. You hold onto him, until he’s finally doing it alone. “You’re doing it baby!” You exclaim.

“Are you behind me, mama?”

“It’s all you! I’m over here! Yayyyyy Min su!” You shout as he pulls further and further away from you. You jump up and down and run to him. Daeun records the moment. Min-Su is smiling. You’re smiling. A beautiful and happy moment that will be remembered by Min-Su’s family, including Jungkook.

Jungkook is happy that he at least has the privilege to know that Min-Su is his son. He’s glad Min-su and you live a happy life with the support of Seokjin and Daeun. His eyes glisten when he sees you lift Min-su up and bounce him up and down on your hip, as when he was toddler. Jungkook’s eyes long for more, though. He wishes it were him teaching Min-su how to ride a bike. It destroys him knowing he missed so many of Min-su’s first. His first word. His first steps. His first day of school. His first birthday.

A tear falls down Jungkook’s face. “Okay. Let’s go, now.” He tells his driver.

It’s been two weeks ever since Jungkook came over to your apartment. You haven’t contacted the number he left. You feel unsure whether you’re ready to let him into your son’s life, knowing how bad he hurt you when he abandoned you. However, you also know that was between you and him, which has nothing to do with your son’s life. You know you know you’re going to call him sooner or later, for Min-su’s sake, but you continue keep putting it off.

It’s Monday and you have no work. Not because your boss gave you a day off, but because the restaurant was closed since the AC did not work. Min-su is at school, so this is the time to have your own time and relax without any mom duties. When you’re about to soak yourself in your bathtub to relieve the stress this daddy thing with Jungkook has brought you, you’re interrupted by the knock on your front door.

“Coming!” You shout. You figure it’s just the delivery guy knocking on your door to alert you he’s dropped off your groceries. You wrap yourself in a towel and quickly walk to the door.

It’s not your delivery guy. It’s a tall, muscular, blonde-haired 6-foot man. You’ve seen this man before. He’s stopped you twice from getting to Jungkook. Kim Namjoon, Jungkook’s bodyguard, is standing right at your door.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” He politely looks away when he sees you are only wearing a towel around your body.

“Cmon, it’s just a towel,” Your comment sounding a tad snarky, “What are you doing here? I told Jungkook to give me some time.” Your face tenses up.

“Jungkook doesn’t know I’m here. I was hoping I could talk to you. I can come at another time, if you’re busy.” Namjoon looks down. Still feeling uncomfortable at the sight of you only wearing a towel.

This catches you off guard. What could Jungkook’s bodyguard possibly want with you? Confused yet curious, you let him in. “Here, you can sit here. I’ll be right back.” You go to the bathroom to turn off the water and to your bedroom to put some clothes on.

“So?” You swallow a large gulp of saliva, that even Namjoon is able to hear. You’re trying to remain calm and cool, but you’re an extremely nervous person, imagining the numerous possibilities of why he’s there.

“I wanted to ask you to give Jungkook an opportunity.” You find yourself completely stunned at his statement. Why is he the one telling you this? Your eyebrows furrow in confusion. “He’s like my brother. I’ve known him, since he,” His choice of words give him a pause.

“Since he left me, right. And?” You complete his phrase, easing the awkwardness of his sentence.

“He didn’t know he had a son. Trust me, I wouldn’t be working for him if I knew he had a son he neglected.” He chuckles and turns to look at you. This is the first time you see an expression, other than the brooding and serious bodyguard look, on Namjoon’s face. Two charming dimples appearing at both ends of his smile.

“I think Jungkook and your son deserve to get to know each other. It’s good for your kid. To know he has someone else that loves and cares for him. Knowing his dad can’t hurt him,” he pauses, “I know my kid and I would’ve loved another opportunity at that.” Namjoon looks back down at the floor. A pleasant and accepting smile on his face yet his eyes holding a bit of sadness.

“You have a kid?” Your shoulders bend down, letting your walls down. Knowing that Namjoon is a dad allows you to feel comfort with him. There’s a trusting and warm feeling that stems from parents.

However, Namjoon stands up at your question and is back to his stiffened posture. Unsure what to do, you mirror his actions. As he’s walking towards the door, he looks back and tells you, “Hopefully, this isn't the last time we see each other.”

“Hey, I-i was going to call him already. But thank you, anyway.” You give Namjoon a warm smile. He nods and heads out.

Your conversation with Namjoon gave you the push you needed to call Jungkook. It’s true that knowing Jungkook can’t hurt Min-su, it’ll only make him happy. You knew all this already. However, hearing it from someone else makes you truly believe it.

That same day, when Min-su is finally asleep, you’ve finally come to grab the notepad from the table drawer. After an hour of staring at it, you grab your phone and dial the phone number.

“______! Um, hi!” Jungkook nervously exclaims, picking up at the first tone. You’re taken back by how fast he picked up the call. Guess he was waiting.

“Okay.” You dryly respond. Your voice is confident, however behind the phone, you are rubbing your hands on your thighs and biting your lip.

“ ‘Okay’ what?” A confused tone to Jungkook’s voice.

“Okay to letting you be in his life.” You tap your foot.

“Can I see him tomorrow?!” You feel Jungkook’s excitement through the phone. Baby, shhh, it’s up to Mama. You hear Jiah tell him.

“You and I need to talk first. About Min-Su and all of that.” You continue to tap your foot. Now faster.

“Right. Of course. I’ll send you my address. I’m free all day tomorrow.”

“6:30 PM.” You hang up.

You got out of work at 6:00 PM and now you were heading over to Jungkook’s house. Daeun had picked up Min-su from school and you asked her to keep him a little longer as you were meeting with his father.

Your eyes widen as you arrive to your destination. Jungkook’s mansion is two-stories with contemporary architecture. The outside is a neutral beige color. The golden lighting from inside the house shines on to your eyes. As you walk to the door, you whisper to yourself, “What is this? Parasite?” The house clearly resembles the one from the movie.

You ring the doorbell, anxiously tapping your leg as you wait for someone to answer. “Hello, ____.” An elderly woman greets you and leads you to the living room. “Mr. Jeon will be right down.” She smiles and leaves you there. Your mouth slowly opening in amazement as you slowly spin looking at the size of Jungkook’s house. Your whole apartment in the size of only the living room. You walk over to see the photos he has on the console table against the wall. There’s pictures of him, Jiah, and some other people you don’t recognize.

“That’s when I won my first championship.” He points to one of the photos on the table. Jungkook’s presence makes you stiffen your posture.

“I made dinner. Let’s eat something.” He signals to follow him to the kitchen. As much as you’re hungry, you don’t want to stay to eat. You want to get this over with as fast as possible. You feel strange being in the same house with Jungkook and his fiancé.

You stay still in the living room, “No. Can we just get to it?”

“Yeah. Yeah. Sure.” Jungkook returns to the living room and takes a seat on the couch, placing his hands on his legs and leaning forward, ready to hear everything you have to say. He extends his palm, bringing it down to the sofa, requesting you to sit. You accept.

“He can’t know you’re his dad. Not yet. It’s too much of a change.” You instruct Jungkook.

He nods in understanding. “Yes, of course.”

You don’t want Min-Su to know Jungkook is his dad just yet because it’s too soon. One day he knows him as a celebrity and now he’s suddenly his dad. It wouldn’t make sense to him. He needs to first get to know Jungkook as Jungkook and not as Jeon the Golden Boy.

“I need to be with Min-Su every time you’re with him.” Your eyes fixed everywhere that isn’t him. You’re looking at the sofa. His shoes. Your hands. Your purse. His arms. Your thighs.

You feel and will feel uncomfortable at being such a close proximity to Jungkook, but Min-Su will need you there with him. Maybe it’s you the only one who feels the need to be there.

“Yes. That’s not a problem.” He smiles.

“This all needs to happen without anyone knowing, okay? No public eye for Min-Su or me. We don’t want any of that.” Your tone becoming more serious. Reporters were one of the things that you found yourself most afraid of. You found yourself scared at the thought of Min-su seeing what they’d write about you or Jungkook on the tabloids if they found out Jungkook had a hidden son.

“You don’t need to worry about any of that. I promise you I have the best team taking care of all that.” Jungkook reassures you.

A silence lingers over the two of you. Unsure what else to say, you grab your bag, getting ready to leave. As you’re about to stand up, Jungkook interrupts you, “_______, um, I’d like to support you.”

Your eyebrows furrow in confusion as you’re unsure what he means.

“Financially, I mean. I haven’t been helping you out all these years. I feel like I have to. I want to.” He reiterates.

You shake your head, “No, Jungkook. I don’t need child support or any of that.” It doesn’t come to you a surprise that he wants to help. He’s loaded. Of course he wants to. Sending money over to you won’t affect him a tiny bit, but you don’t want his money. You simply want Jungkook and Min-Su to have a relationship.

“But-” Jungkook wants to insist on giving you money.

“No, buts. You’re enough for Min-Su. He doesn’t need any money.” You say clenching your purse and standing up. You walk over to the door and Jungkook follows behind you.

“When can I see him?” Jungkook asks as you’re about to leave. Your eyes widen at the question since you had completely forgotten to plan a good time for Min-Su and Jungkook to see each other.

“Right,” You let out a slight nervous chuckle. The first time Jungkook sees that on your face. He chuckles a bit, too. “Tomorrow 3:00 PM. We have a doctor’s appointment at 1:00, he’ll be out by then. He likes to be treated with Pizza after needles.” You are going to leave work early tomorrow to get Min-Su out of school for his monthly check up with his doctor.

“Pizza it is.” Jungkook’s full smile makes an appearance. He feels grateful that he is being let in little by little to Min-su’s daily life.

You feel something in your chest every time you see his smile. You feel endeared by the happiness that appears on Jungkook’s eyes at the thought of seeing his son.

Although endearing, you feel angry at Jungkook. The anger you've felt all these years has only maximized. He's had the opportunity these past few days to apologize to you for abandoning you. You feel weak for still waiting for that real apology from him that will probably never come. You feel dumb for wanting it. It's clearly not in his mind, so why should it be on yours.

Jungkook sent you the address to Kang’s Palace. You expected a small dining pizza place, but he chose a whole amusement center with an arcade, laser tag, and gravity ropes. You’re a bit nervous to be seen in public with Jungkook, but he promised you that you and Min-Su would never be in the spotlight. You chose to trust him and agreed to go to the place.

As you arrive to Kang’s Palace, you wait in the car, confused whether to get off or not. There are no cars in the parking lot, except a black SUV and an emerald green Aston Martin Vantage. You recognize that green car parked at Jungkook’s house, so you figure it’s him.

“Momma, why aren’t we getting off? I want to see Jeon!” Min-su jumps up and down in his carseat, looking out the window of the car.

“I think it’s closed babes. Let me text-”

“No momma. Look, there’s someone waving to us!” Min-su points at the door of the amusement center. Namjoon is waving at you to get off the car and join them inside. Jungkook had rented the place for the whole evening so there wouldn’t be any distractions or press that would ruin the day for him and Min-su.

As you approach Namjoon, you greet him with a small smile and a “Hi.” He nods and bows to you. As soon as you enter the center, Min-su lets go off your hand and goes running to Jungkook. He’s completely star struck when he sees Jungkook as he only knows him as the famous boxer he sees on TV. He stands in front of him speechless, eyes widening at the visual of his idol.

Jungkook crouches down at Min-su, his hand wanting to come up to Min-su’s cheek, wanting to embrace the warmth of his son’s face. But quickly brings it down as it might be a bit weird for Min-su. Tears appear on the edge of his eyes, blurring his eyesight. Just like Min-su, Jungkook also finds himself speechless at the sight of Min-su. This is the first time he sees Min-su up close after knowing it’s his son. You notice Jungkook tense up at the moment he is in front of Min-su, so you help him out. Even with all the history between you and Jungkook, you still want them to have a successful relationship.

“Hey Min-su! Remember when we said that Jeon and I were friends? We still are! That’s why we’re here to eat some pizza and play! You like that?” You have a wide smile on your face which Min-su mirrors back at you and then him. You figured it’d be good to tell Min-su this again to make him more comfortable with Jungkook.

“Jeon!” Min-su exclaims and throws his body at Jungkook, hugging him. Jungkook is first stunned at the hug, but he soon gets out of it, and he tightly brings his arm around Min-su. Jungkook shuts his eyes, letting every emotion come over him when he was Min-su in his arms.

The hug is interrupted by a sultry voice, “Since we’re all friends here, why don’t we all call him Jungkook and not Jeon?” Jiah tells Min-su. You’re still a bit uncomfortable with Jiah being close to Min-su, but you know you’ll have to get used to it sooner or later since he is marrying Jungkook and will become Min-su’s step-mom.

“Jungkook!” Min-su exclaims and giggles when he turns to look at you and then Jungkook. You love seeing Min-su so ecstatic about all this. Namjoon was correct. Knowing his dad, especially if it’s Jungkook, won’t hurt him. As much as it pains you to admit it, every where Jungkook shows up, there is a light that comes with him. These thoughts that you still have about Jungkook anger you. Even with everything he did to you, you still have these certain positive thoughts about him. These thoughts are at the stem of your cold persona in front of Jungkook.

In the round table Min-Su chose to sit at, Min-su sits between you and Jungkook, with Namjoon besides you and next to Jiah who is besides Jungkook. The pizza is joined by laughters especially between Jungkook, Namjoon, and Min-su. This is the first-time, well second-time, you see Namjoon act like a regular person and not a bodyguard. You get to witness the brotherly relationship Jungkook and Namjoon have. It reminds you of what Jungkook and Seokjin once had.

“Momma. I don’t want to eat anymore.” Min-su had only eaten half a pizza. He is eager to go play.

“C’mon baby, you need to eat. If you don’t finish it, there’s no games.” You raise your eyebrows, “Don’t make me do the airplane you so hate now.” You laugh. When Min-su didn’t want to eat, you’d get the food and make airplane noises, flying it right to his mouth. When Min-su was smaller, he used to love it. Now he is “too old for that.” Min-su quickly grabs the pizza and eats it. Funny how “the airplane” makes him eat his food either way.

“Who is ready to go play?” Jungkook raises his eyebrows at Min-su.

“Meeeee!” Min-su jumps off his chair and takes Jungkook’s hand. Jiah gets up from her seat and joins them.

“Momma, you’re not coming?” Min-su asks you.

“No babes, I’ll watch you from here. Go with Jungkook.” You stay in the table with Namjoon.

It’s kind of awkward as Namjoon is only giving you one word responses to everything you ask. You’re trying to make any sort of conversation, but Namjoon doesn’t crack. He’s back to his bodyguard ways. You’re thinking hard about something to ask that will give you something other than a “yes” or “no.” You feel clever at the question you’ve just came up with. You think it’s appropriate to ask him right now since the meeting of today is about children. Why didn’t I think of this sooner.

“Last time you mentioned you had a kid. They around Min-su’s age?” You cheerily ask.

Your question only makes Namjoon be quieter than before. He tenses up at it, too. He stands up and joins Jungkook, leaving you all alone at the table. Shit. You pretend you are using your phone and texting someone, but all you really are doing is opening and closing the weather app and typing nonsense in the notes app.

About 30 minutes pass, and Min-su returns to the table to drink some Sprite. “Momma! Let’s play Laser Tag!” He takes your hand and drags you out of the seat. You’d be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t want to play.

“In my team, I want momma and Jungkook!” Min-su’s bunny smile appearing on his face. You smile back at him and so does Jungkook. You really wish you weren’t on Jungkook’s team right now, but you are left with no alternative since that’s what Min-su wants. The three of you huddle and Jungkook cheer, “Let’s get it!” Hands go in the middle and up as the three of you cheer the team’s name “Min-su!”

Throughout the game, you let your inner child take over you, running and strategizing with Min-su behind the barricade, “Baby, you take Namjoon and I take Jiah!” You high five Min-su and you’re both off to attack the opposite team. Jungkook observes you and a smile appears on his face. He loves to see you and Min-su having this much fun with each other. He’s thankful he gets to witness that.

“You’re just as competitive as I remember.” Jungkook chuckles as he meets you from behind.

You roll your eyes at him, trying to act calm and cool, although you feel somewhat flustered at his comment. You feel odd knowing he still remembers things about you. You blame what you feel on the dark lighting of the arena.

Your thoughts, however, are soon interrupted by Min-su cries, “Mommy!” coming from the front of the room. You and Jungkook call out to him since you can’t see very much. The lights turn on as the game ends, making it much easier to find him.

You find him sitting on the floor, grabbing his knee. Min-su’s face and eyes are red as a tomato and the crying snot and tears are falling all the way to his shirt.

“Baby, what happened? You hurt your knee?” You coddle him in order for the crying to stop. Jungkook bends down beside you, unsure what to do.

“I tri-tripped and cut my-my knee,” Min-su stutters through the tears. “Let me see, baby.” You remove his hand from his knee. It’s nothing big. Just small scrapes. Min-su probably got scared over the blood.

You lean onto Jungkook ear, “Can you, um, carry him?” You hate having to converse with Jungkook, however, you’re still trying to make Min-su have a comfortable relationship with his dad, and that includes having to help Jungkook have a comfortable relationship with Min-su.

“What?” His eyes widen, “I mean, yes. Yes. Of course.” Jungkook lifts him up and takes him to the nearest bench. As Min-su is more calmed, you wipe away his tears with you shirt. Namjoon comes over with a first-aid kit and a bag of ice the workers gave him. He cleans his knee and places the ice bag on top of it.

“See, you’re all better now.” You smile at Min-su.

“You’ll probably scar a little, kid.” Namjoon tells him.

“It’s okay. I want to, like Jungkook hyung!” He turns to look at him, his full smile again on display.

“That’s right. They’re called battle scars.” He smiles.

“Battle scars.” Min-su repeats after him.

The day comes to an end and you’re heading to your home with Min-su. Through the car ride, Min-su won’t stop telling you what him and Jungkook were talking about, mostly about boxing and cars. A smile never leaving his face throughout the whole car ride. Your eyes glisten at the sound of his laughs and his excitement. You are now 100% sure that Min-su knowing his dad will be a good thing for him. For you…who knows.

As you arrive to your apartment, Min-su runs straight to his room. You follow after him, a bit confused at his actions. He suddenly starts removing all the posters he has of Jungkook in his room.

“What-what are you doing, Min-su?” You stutter, clearly scared.

“I’m taking them off!” Min-su excitedly goes on to the next wall. He’s not mad. He’s not sad. He’s happy and excited.

“Okay… why?” Now you’re just confused.

“He’s my friend now! Jungkook told me he wants to be my friend, forever!” He exclaims.

You sigh with a hand over your heart with a smile appearing on your face. Min-su becoming closer to Jungkook will be easier than you imagined. You help Min-su remove the posters he can’t reach.

Later that night Jungkook texts you.

11:23PM Jungkook: Did he have fun?

11:43PM You: Yes

11:44PM Jungkook: Did he say anything about me?

12:01PM You send him a photo of Min-su’s empty postered room.

12:01AM Jungkook: What happened? I thought he said he had a lot of posters of me.

12:01AM Jungkook: Did he not like me?

12:03AM Jungkook: __________ ??

12:10AM You: He said you’re his friend. Friends don’t have posters of each other.

12:11AM Jungkook: 😅. I had fun. Thank you

You head over to Daeun and Seokjin’s house after work to pick up Min-su. You are extremely tired since it’s a Monday. Monday are always busy at the restaurant. There’s something about today that make people make crave Italian cuisine.

“Oh god, look at you!” Seokjin exclaims as you walk into their house rubbing your neck exhausted from standing up 11 hours with only two 5 minute breaks. “Here, I made some gimbap earlier today.” Seokjin slides the plate of gimbap over to you. “Thank you.” You stuff your mouth with the gimbap. “Where’s Daeun and Min-su?”

“Daeun needed to get some things from her office. Min-su wanted to go with her,” Seokjin tells you,“Sooo…” Seokjin raises his eyerbrows with suspicion in his gaze.

“Mmm.” You furrow your eyebrows at the taste of the good.

“Are we going to see you and Jungkook be all over each other again?” Seokjin laughs.

You choke on your food, “Dude! The guy’s engaged!” You shake your head.

“I’m kidding!” He raises his hands signaling you to calm down. “For real though, you good with seeing Jungkook and his fiance together, plus Min-su?”

“Really? I’m past all that. Plus, the focus is Min-su. We’re both just here for him.” You roll your eyes at his question.

“Hm, okay.” Seokjin smirks and takes a sip of his drink.

“If he didn’t have a son with me, I wouldn’t be seeing him and he wouldn’t be seeing me.” An awkward pause rests over you two. “Alright where are these two? I need to go home and shower!” You quickly change the topic.

On the way home, you can’t shake off the conversation with Seokjin. It’s true. If it wasn’t for Min-su, you’d never reconnect with Jungkook. You wouldn’t have shown up at the boxing fight that day. You wouldn’t have met up with his asshole of a manager. He’d probably just be an ex-boyfriend you were in love with five years ago. That’s probably what I’ve been to him all these years. But that’s obviously not the case. You’re not a firm believer of the universe having a plan for everyone, but this gives you just some hope that maybe everything does happen for a reason, whether that be reconnecting with Jungkook for Min-su’s sake or simply finding that extra happiness that you’ve been longing for all these years, whatever that is.

Min-su and Jungkook have been spending more and more time with each other these past few weeks. They’ve been hanging out at his house in the play room that Jungkook recently had built specifically for Min-su or at public places that he’s rented out. These meetings never consist of only you three, you’re always joined by Namjoon or Jiah. Jiah is besides Jungkook all the time, although she doesn’t really make the effort to talk to Min-su. Namjoon has added to his one-word sentences about two more words, so fortunately, you’re able to talk to him a bit more without it being completely awkward. You and Jungkook converse only when Min-su is involved. Other than that, you don’t really talk to each other. He tries to make small talk here and there, but you shut him off with “yes” and “no." There’s also those times you don’t even answer him.

It’s Sunday and you have no work. Min-su is bored, playing on his iPad in his room and you’re ready to watch the new episode of your favorite TV show. Jungkook hasn’t seen Min-su all week long because he had to travel out of the city to shoot a commercial. As you’re about to get comfortable since the show is about to start, you get a text message.

6:07 PM Jungkook: I want to see Min-su. I miss him🥲

As you’re about to leave him on read, there’s a knock on your door. You grunt and get up to open the door. When will you be at peace to watch your show?

Namjoon is standing there.

6:04 PM Jungkook: I already sent Namjoon, sorry😧

You roll your eyes at his text. You wouldn’t have agreed to go, but Min-su has been asking for Jungkook all week long. “Gosh, isn’t he one?” You tell Namjoon and chuckle. “Min-su! We’re going over to Jungkook’s house!”

Min-su comes running straight out of his room, quickly putting his on his shoes, “Okay ready!” He exclaims.

Jungkook opens the door wearing a see-through green lounge set that gives you access to see his godly figure through it. You’re trying your best to keep your eyes away from his chest, torso, and tighs. You’re trying to focus on everything that isn’t him, but that lounge set leaves very little to the imagination.

“Jungkook hyung!” Min-su exclaims as he runs to hug Jungkook. You’ve gotten used to the running hug as this is how they always greet each other. You love to see it every time.

“Hi kiddo!” He hugs Min-su. When he crouches down, he looks up at you, mouthing “Hey” with a pleasant smile. You only nod.

“Hey bud, what do you want to watch?” Jungkook searches for a movie on the TV. Min-su jumps and shouts, “Toy Story!” “Alright, kiddo. Toy Story it is then!” Jungkook laughs.

“Hey, um, is it okay if I go to the backyard?” You ask Jungkook. He looks a bit confused as he thought you’d be joining them. You don’t want to watch Toy Story, again. It’s Jungkook’s turn to go through the Toy Story phase with Min-su.

“Uh-yeah-yes. Sure,” Jungkook replies, “You’re not going to watch it with us?”

“No. Min-su, Mom will just be outside.” Min-su doesn’t turn to look at you as his eyes are glued to the movie.

You’re outside enjoying the clear air and silence. It’s nice to be able to go outside and not hear the busy noises of the city. The fire pit is turned on at the center of the patio. The warmth and the smell of the burning wood make you drift into an afternoon nap.

A door closing wakes you up.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.” Namjoon sits on the chair next to yours.

“Oh no, it’s okay. I’m a light sleeper.” You chuckle.

You let the nature sounds and Min-su and Jungkook’s chuckles from the living room join you and Namjoon’s silence. You like hearing them have a good time together. “You were correct.” You raise your eyebrows at Namjoon pointing to the living room. Min-su loves to be around Jungkook; they bring happiness to each other.

“I wish I could’ve had that opportunity with my daughter.” He gently smiles, looking up to the sky. The air, the fire, the weather, and your presence makes Namjoon feel comfortable enough to share this with you.

“Are you not allowed to see her?” You ask.

“Her mom let me be part of her life when it was too late,” He looks back down at you, “She had cancer. She passed away five years ago.”

“Oh, Namjoon. I am so sorry.” You hold his hand, with a gentle touch, looking at his eyes.

“It’s okay. Choi-hee was her name.” Another gentle smile appearing on his face.

Your hold on his hand tightening and your eyes fixated on his gaze. “If you ever need anyone to talk to— about anything, I’m here.”

Your heart breaks for Namjoon. This is why he was so adamant on Jungkook and Min-su’s relationship to work. He wanted Jungkook to not go through the same thing of not being able to meet his kid. Namjoon wishes he would’ve had the opportunity to know his daughter for a longer period of time, and not only the day she passed.

You hear a throat clear. Namjoon quickly moves his hand away from yours at the sight of Jungkook.

“It’s 8:00.” Jungkook stands at the door. You had told Jungkook that you’d be leaving at that time, since Min-su has school tomorrow.

“Oh. Right.” You blink several times. You wish you didn’t have to leave Namjoon’s company after he shares something like that, but you have no choice.

“Min-su, let’s go! Time to leave.” You start putting Min-su’s coat, scarf, and beanie on him. “Say goodbye to Jungkook.”

“I’ll take you home. I have nothing to do anyway.” Jungkook shrugs his shoulders off. You figured it’d be Namjoon taking you home since that’s always how it is, but you guess it’s Jungkook today since Jiah isn’t there.

“Let’s go” He grabs his keys from the table. Namjoon also grabs the keys to the SUV as he usually follows behind him when Jungkook drives his own cars.

“Nah. It’s good. Take the night off.” Jungkook tells Namjoon.

Jungkook gets off his car and walks up the apartment with you and Min-su.

“Alright say bye and thanks to Jungkook.” You tell Min-su as you’re opening the door to the apartment.

“Bye Jungkook hyung! Thanks.” Min-su hugs Jungkook again.

Min-su enters your apartment and drops off his backpack on the couch and goes skipping to his room. As you’re closing the door, you notice Jungkook staring inside your apartment, looking at everything Min-su is doing. He wishes he could see Min-su fall asleep. You see the desire in his eyes to witness Min-su’s day coming to an end. Without much contemplation, you offer him to come in to your apartment.

“Do you want to come in?” You ask him dryly.

“What?” His look directed back at you from the inside of your home.

“Do you want to come in?”

“Yeah. Yeah. Sure.” He wipes his palms on his pants.

Little by little, you’re letting Jungkook in to Min-su’s daily life. Although, it feels a bit strange, there’s also a feeling of normalcy, which you appreciate.

“Why is Jungkook hyung sitting on the living room?” Min-su whispers to you in his bath.

“That’s because—” You’re trying to quickly make something up at the moment, “Remember when I said me and him were really good friends a long time ago? We haven’t seen each other in forever, so he wanted to catch up. Also, shhh, but he’s also here because he wants to be your friend really bad.” You scrunch up your nose. Min-su lets out a million of giggles that pull at your heart.

Jungkook hears the giggles coming from the bathroom. He wants to join you and Min-su with every inch of his body, but he knows it’ll be strange for Min-su.

“Hey baby! Medicine.” You hand Min-su his pills.

“Open.”

Min-su opens his mouth.

“Pills.”

Min-su places the pill on his mouth.

“Now, drink and swallow.”

Min-su drinks the water from the straw and swallows a big gulp. He opens his mouth and shows you that he has swallowed his medicine.

You catch Jungkook transfixed at your routine. He’s amazed at your system with Min-su. It’s surreal to him how you and his son have been living your own life without him all these years. He hopes the day comes where he can also have a routine with Min-su too. You hope that too.

As you lay Min-su on his bed, getting ready to put him to sleep, you hear steps approaching the room. You turn around to find Jungkook leaning on the door frame. He gets his phone out and sends a text to someone.

8:50 PM Jungkook: Can I put him to sleep?

He looks up from his phone looking at you with hope in his eyes. Jungkook’s eyes, leaving you with none other than a choice than to let him. You lean into Min-su and whisper onto his ear, “Jungkook wants to be your friend so bad so he wants to put you asleep.” You both let out giggles and you kiss his forehead.

Jungkook sits in the same position you were in besides Min-su, “How’s my favorite kiddo doing?”

You lean on the door frame in the same position Jungkook was watching you. A small smile appearing on your face.

“Tell me a boxing story!” Min-su exclaims with his bunny smile. It tugs Jungkook’s heart to see how identical they look. Jungkook goes on to tell him about this boxing match he had a with a 60-year-old boxer for a charity. “I had to take it easy on him, you know! He was 60-years-old.” Jungkook adds voice effects when talking about the punches and hits of the fight. “He was always meant to win, but not by knockout,” Jungkook raises his index finger, “But then I tripped when he punched me, so it looked like he actually knocked me out!” Jungkook shakes his head. Jungkook is definitely more energetic than you when telling bedtime stories.

Min-su laughs and even a light chuckle comes out of you. A smile forms on Jungkook’s face when he hears it. “Alright dude. Time to sleep. Goodnight.” Jungkook wants to kiss his forehead just like you, but he only squeezes his hand and gives him a warm smile.

As soon as Jungkook is about to turn off the bedside lamp, Min-su asks Jungkook the question.

“Are you my dad?”

Jungkook’s heart makes a shift from 90 beats to 1000 beats per minute, “Uh-I-um,” he nervously chuckles. He looks back at you with his widened eyes shaking. You have the same expression on your face as Jungkook. You hadn’t thought of a way that you were going to tell Min-su that Jungkook was his dad. You thought you still had some more time left to plan it.

“Baby, Jungkook is um,-” You approach the other side of the bed, sitting next to Min-su. Before he lets you think of an excuse, Min-su says, “I heard you and Jungkook talk, mommy. When you told me it was the TV.” You hope everything he got from that conversation was that Jungkook is his dad.

“Is that all you heard, baby?” Your eyebrows furrow, rubbing your thumb on his hand.

“Yep. I couldn’t understand the rest. So, I just fell back asleep.” He giggles.

You feel relieved that Min-su knows Jungkook is his dad. This whole “wanting to be his friend” thing was getting old for you, Jungkook, and clearly Min-su, as he blurted out what he had been hiding this past month.

“Why didn’t you tell us anything?” Jungkook smiles.

“Momma likes to take care of me. Because of my weak heart. So, I figured it’d take her some time to tell me.” He smiles.

“Oh baby, you’re so smart aren’t you? And you don’t have a weak heart anymore! Doctor said it’s big and strong, now. It’ll only get stronger if you go to sleep now. And no more eavesdropping! Goodnight, baby. I love you.” You chuckle, hugging and giving him a kiss on his forehead, leaving Min-su and Jungkook alone in the room.

Jungkook leans forward and whispers to Min-su, “I am your dad.” Bunny smile on full display on both of their faces. Jungkook kisses his cheek and tells him, “Goodnight, kiddo.”

“Goodnight, daddy.” Min-su tells Jungkook and then turns on his side, giving Jungkook his back. Jungkook takes one last look at Min-su before closing the door. There is a yearning look on his face. He whispers. “I love you.” Tears set on his doe eyes before he quickly wipes them away.

“He just called me dad!” He loudly whispers, throwing his thumb back at Min-su’s room. A huge smile on his face. You smile too, but you turn away, not wanting him to see it. “Thank you.” Jungkook tells you as he sits beside you on the couch.

“For?” Eyes fixated on your phone.

“For this. For giving me an opportunity to be his father.” His eyes on you.

“I-um, I’m doing this for Min-su. He deserves to have a father.” You meet his eyes. A serious expression on your face.

“I know. But still. I’d like to thank you. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be here right now.” He nods with his words. He gets up getting ready to leave. A question he’s been wanting to ask makes him pause at the door before leaving, “______, we’re okay, right? You and me? To co-parent Min-su? I mean I’m going to marry Jiah and there’s all of that.” He turns to look at you.

“You and me?” You chuckle, “You and me are never going to be okay. But…even if we aren’t, for him we are.” You slant your head, raising your eyebrows at him.

“I’ll see your around, ______.” He smiles.

You give him a tight-lipped smile. Again. No apology.

It hurts you to know that you’re never truly going to be okay with Jungkook. You know he didn’t know about having a son which is why you have agreed to let him into Min-su’s life. However, that doesn’t change anything about him leaving you. To some people it might seem like he simply chose between two things, on of them not being you, but he had a third choice. That third choice consisting of making his dreams come true with you. That third choice is what is keeping you not wanting to forgive nor forget. He had a choice and he didn’t choose the one with you in it.

The only thing you can now do is pretend he never abandoned you, when Min-su is around.

But you and Jungkook? Things will never be the same.

9:30 PM Namjoon: Go straight to the office. There’s been some photos and information leaked to the press.

9:34 PM Jungkook: About

9:34: You, Min-su, and ______ .

☆ yayyyyyy!!! you just finished chapter 3!! i hope you guys loved it. chapter 4 is ready and will be uploaded next Tuesday... YAYAYYAY... now lemme tell you... ch4 has some amazing & shocking moments 😳 remember leave me your thoughts, theories, questions, anything here ✉ !!! thanks y'all! ♥️

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