Scars. [completed]

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He sat up again, remembering that Yoongi and Hoseok was now in his care. He got out of bed and went to his closet, pulling out a rather large hoodie.
He exited his room amd went to Yoongi's and Hoseoks room, opening the door

They were still sleeping.

I'll wake them later. RapMon thought, leaving the door open. He went to Namjoon and Jins room and opened the door, seeing Namjoon sitting up with a tired expression.

"Hey Joonie." RapMon entered the room, sitting beside his amazing amd wonderful son.

"Mh." Namjoon crawled onto his lap, snuggling into his chest. Namjoon was still small, sorta. He was able to fit in peoples laps with no problem, but was still tall. Up to RapMons callor bone.

RapMon smiled, standing and carrying him to the kitchen. He sat him on the counter, pouring him a bowl of cereal.

He fed Namjoon. He knew he could feed himself, but he wanted to treat him like he was still a child. Because he didn't get to experience it very well. Instead he got beaten and bullied everyday.

Namjoon ate silently, not caring that he was being fed.

When he was done, RapMon walked him back to his room, halping him get clothes. RapMon decided, while feeding Namjoon, that he will bring all of them along to the interview. He doesn't want to keep them alone in a huge mansion.

So after getting everyone up and fed, he ate and dressed himself before walking to the car, making sure the door was locked.

"Where are we going again?" Hoseok asked soflty, still sad from the day before. "I have an interview with some American people so we have to go to some building cause i refused to go to America.

"What?! But America is like the most amazing place!" Yoongi said, eyes wide.

"How do you know?" Jin asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I haven't been there but it's my opinion!" Yoongi defended himself.

"Get in. We have to go." RapMon said before slamming his door.

The boys got in quickly, buckling their seat belts and talking quitely.

Namjoon ran a hand through his hair, wiggling in his seat to the song on yrg radio. It was BBOOM BBOOM again. That song is really popular apparently.

Once they got to the interview area, RapMon said for them to sit somewhere in the room. Out of camera sight of course. Cause that's what the camera men said.

"Okay so we have some questions from fans around the world and we want you to answer. Is that fine?"

RapMon nodded,his public persona really on display. Looking as if he didn't give a fuck about anything.

"Alright so the first question is 'How do you manage to work and take care of a teenager at the same time? Isn't he or she bratty?' "

RapMon shook his head.

"It's really easy actually. Just be patient. And he is not bratty, he is very sweet." RapMon said, leaning back in his chair and sneaking a glance at Namjoons direction to see him doing cross eyes.

He smiled lightly before turning his eyes back to the camera, his smile dropping.

"Okay. Yeah Being patient is actually a very good thing to do with kids. Anyway 'Are you an Omega, Alpha, or Beta?' "

RapMon froze. He didn't want to tell yet. But since it's a question for fans he will answer.

"Omega.",

"What? Really? Didn't expect that!"

RapMon shrugged, scratching his arm.

The interview continued, RapMon sneaking glances at the boys.

Namjoon was leaning his chair forward, balancing very skillfully. Jin was making sure he didn't fall. Hoseok and Yoongi were talking quitely

RapMon looked away, wipping his vang's out of his eyes a little.

He flinched when he heard a loud bang and something zooming past his head. He hopped out of his chair, looking behind him to see a bullet in the wall.

He turned back to the interviewer witheide eyes. Everyone was freaking out, scrambling around and yelling. He saw someone running out with a gun in their hands.

He growled, sprinting after them.
RapMon slammed the back door of the building open, chasing after the black covered man.

The man ran across the street, nearly getting hit by a car. RapMon bowed quickly before chasing at the man again.

He used all his energy and jumped on him, pinning him to the ground and snatching the gun out of his hand.

"Who are you?!" He asked, glaring.
The man didn't answer, only struggled to get out of his grip.

RapMon ripped off his mask and gasped, scrambling off of him.

KimJan.