Daddy's Little Brat || Vmin

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Tae's POV

I stand there, my hands tucked in my pockets as I stare directly at him.

His lips to be more specific.

I take in all of his altered features.

He'd gotten a tad bit thinner over the past two years and taller in my opinion. 

His hair had been dyed platinum grey to go with his current profession.

A singer.

My baby had become a singer.

I smile broadly as I scan the rest of the large poster, his name in bold as it's fancily written under his picture.

I sigh deeply before I turn and walk away.

"You ok babe?" my boyfriend asks me with a concerned look.

I nod my head with the flash of a small smile before linking his arm more securely with mine.

He smiled back and together we strolled through the flowery park.

He had been there for me ever since Jimin had called it quits.

In fact, we'd attended the same school before I transferred to Jimin's.

We never noticed each other there but, well, life had other plans.

Eventually, we 'reconciled' at a swimming competition at the school I'd transfer to after Jimin's and hit it off from there.

Two years, seven months and thirteen days later I'd ask him to marry me.

He declined.

A few more months after that awkward moment, we realised we still had feelings for each other.

In all honesty, I feel as if our relationship blooms better than the one I had with Jimin.

We're more honest with each other and we both don't have dads to throw it in our faces how much we've disgraced their precious family name.

His dad abandoned his family while my appa died about a year and a half into our relationship from cardiac arrest.

Left eomma especially, in a state of devastation and agony.

Since then she'd never spoken or left her home. Instead, I'd go visit and check on her.

"Mars to Tae." Yoongi snapped me outta my thoughts, waving his hand frantically in front of my face.

I chuckle at his ridiculous statement and take a seat on one of the benches, embracing him as I kissed the top of his head gently.

"You know how much I love you, Yoongs?"

He shakes his head in confusion as he pouts cutely.

"I love you this much." my voice strains as I hug him tighter into my chest.

His breathing hitches as he's slammed closely into me.

"Baby I can't breathe." he giggles.

"Well that means I love you very, very much." I peck his cheek before I release him.

"I love you so much."

Jimin's POV

"Please tell me I'm dreaming."

"I can't, cause you aren't." he chuckles mockingly as he takes another steps towards me.

"Stay back!" I snap, holding my palms out.

He deliberately ignores my demand as he comes close so I'm touching his chest.

My breathing hitches as my palm lays plastered against the soft material of his shirt.

I couldn't help it.

I allow my hands to trace his biceps and move further down to meet what once was mine.

He flings his head back in gratification and before I know it, I'm in his arms with his hands moving slowly up and down my back and sends shivers down my almost broken spine.

"I missed you so much."

He catches me completely off guard with his action, much less his statement.

I feel myself being drawn closer and closer to him like a powerful trance.

His scent, he knew, drives me off a cliff and my body respondas to his touch as if it could sense him from across the globe.

I snuggled more into his chest, my knees gently sliding its way between his thighs and upward to reach his hard on.

The longer I'm close to him the more I gradually drift away from reality.

His hand slides further down  and clutches my ass

That's when I realize

This is wrong.

I rip myself from his tight embrace and stare hard at him before I deliver a teeth shattering slap to his cheek.

"Don't do this to me!" I scream, tears gush outta my eyes and stream down my cheeks in large drops.

I hold myself close and watch as he tries to soothe his warm scarlet cheek.

For the next few minutes, all we do is stand and stare at each other. Our eyes glued to each others and never leaving.

"Jimin?" my name leaves his lips like a flame.

And that was it.

That's all it took for me to go soft.

That's all it took for my legs to give in and for me to fall helplessly into his arms.

He clutches my waist, my silver hair tickles his nostrils as he tries to hold me upright.

My tears now begin to subside as I'm now placed in a state of comfort and security, all wrapped in his arms.

I grip his jacket and push my face deeper into his chest.

"Lets go baby."

He lifts me in his arms, my feet dangling at his side as he places me in his car.

The last I felt of him was his lips pushed against mine softly before I blank out completely.