accidental mother | pjm

nineteen

on the other hand, if she is a normal person, you are going to have to change your entire worldview before she allows you to touch her boobs.

so, bitch, i would prefer for you to keep your elbows to yourself, thank you very much.

i was about to turn my head and slap that sorry's bitch head off when someone beat me to it. 

however, it wasn't JUST a slap.

it was a slap done by jimin.

for the second time of my life, i saw jimin standing proudly over the rather shocked teenager on the ground (with a red mark on his face). 

"don't. touch. my. woman." 

"s-sir, i can explain," he stammered. however, jimin didn't let him go easily.

"explain of what? how utterly 'big' her melons are? you seem like a nice kid, so let me teach you something," jimin, said, squatting down to the teen's face.

"you're still a fucking teenager, and if you want a girl, then don't sexually harass her body. make yourself believe that she is a real human being and deserves the same type of respect, love and consideration you crave for yourself. respect her boundaries, grow up and be a gentleman. the idea that you can become a real man one day will make you attractive to her." he said, slowly calming down.

"i doubt you'll find a girl this way, though. good bye."

the teenager's eyes widened and he made a run for it. jimin simply sighed and ruffled his hair, looked down and shaking his head.

he looked at me and smiled. "teenagers these days. are you ok, though?"

yeah, as you can see here my social skills receptor and my communication center are somehow damaged, i don't know why, oH MY, I WONDER IF ITS THE HOT JIMIN STANDING RIGHT IN FRONT OF M-

"DADDY!" screamed areum, who finally reached the door. 

finally getting back to my senses, i turned over to find areum holding hands with a little boy. then it occurred to me that areum wasn't with me at all during the 'incident.' thank goodness.

"MOMMY, DADDY! I MADE A NEW FRIEND! SORRY I WAS TOO LATE, MOMMY WON. CAN I STILL HAVE THE CANDY AT HOME THOU-" screamed areum, still holding the little boy's hand.

the boy gasped. "CANDY? I WANT CANDY, TOO! CAN WE HAVE CANDY TOGETHER?"

"YES, YES!!! WE CAN EAT CANDY TOGETHER!!!!!" screamed areum. the two children jumped together and started screaming out 'candy, candy' with 2940293480294239 exclamation marks behind it.

before i could do anything, a teacher touched my shoulder. "ms. park, is it?" she asked, smiling sweetly.

"yes, i am ms. par- WAIt- um, just call me soo byul. yeah. thanks," looking over behind the teacher, i saw jimin winking and giving a thumbs up.

"i see your little girl has gotten well with jae sun, right? they seem so cute together," she said, almost as if shipping areum with jae. 

honestly, they do look really cute together.... what's their ship name? jaeum? areae? jaeum's cute, though.... hA THEY'RE MY OTP BEHIND NAMJOON AND SEOKJIN-

jimin grabbed my hand. "thank you, mrs.-" he looked at her name tag- "kim. however, my wife and i have to go to work now. thank you so much for your support!" he waved to areum, who waved back with her signature gummy smile. i also waved, but areum didn't see.

"haha, no problem! we'll take good care of areum, mr. park. we don't want you to be late, now! have a good day!" said mrs. kim.

after saying our goodbyes (and finally lEAVING), jimin and i, hand in hand, walked back to our car.

"what a day," i said, burping out loud, too.

jimin smiled and just tilted his head away from my burp. "the day isn't even over y-"

he was cut of mid-sentence when a little "click, clack," interrupted him. 

what the fuck? 

still holding hands, we went to the source of the click clacking. walking towards the butt of a red car, we saw something that shocked us to the core.

namjoon, yoongi, jungkook, and taehyung were all asian squatting behind a professional, five star rating quality picture taking camera.

and the camera was pointing at us.