๐Ÿ‡ฉโ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฆโ€‹๐Ÿ‡ทโ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฑโ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฎโ€‹๐Ÿ‡ณโ€‹๐Ÿ‡ฌโ€‹ |๐“ก๐“ถ ๏ฟฝ...

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๐˜’๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ๐˜•๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜บ, ๐˜ด๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ถ๏ฟฝ... More

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Sukhoon walked in the hallway in high dudgeon, cursing to himself after the encounter with Namjoon. He couldn't contain his anger any longer, need to let it out as soon as possible. He was on the verge of punching the concrete wall if he wasn't in the BigHit building.

"Stupid Kim Namjoon! I'll make sure he will pay for all this misery. That pathetic asshole!!" He spats in hatred and grudge.

"Sukhoon-ssi!"

Sukhoon almost jumped out at the sudden interruption, flabbergasted when he almost collided with Sejin as his attention was distracted earlier.

"I heard you were cursing someone..." said Sejin as he gawks at the manager with a quizzical look. He notices the reddened face of the manager.

Sukhoon anxiously swallowed his own saliva, crossing his finger that Sejin didn't fully hear to his rants just now. He grinned nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Ah, Sejin-ssi. I was mumbling to myself..." he lied effortlessly.

Sejin puckers his eyebrows. "Don't say that you were cursing yourself Sukhoon. That will be weird though..." he alleged conspicuously.

Sukhoon clears his throat, let out an awkwardly. "Yeah, I was just mad at myself for being forgetful. I left my phone at home today..." he speaks another lie like it was his daily food.

Sejin hummed but still couldn't brush away his suspicious over Sukhoon's odd behavior. It's getting oblivious day by day. He was about to say another thing when his phone ringing. Sejin took out his phone, furrowed his brows when he saw Taehyung's name been displayed on the screen.

"Yes, Tae...what? Ok, I'm on my way!"

Sukhoon stares at Sejin, feeling the urgency to know behind his worried tone talking to Taehyung. What is it? Is it about Namjoon? Did they found him in the restroom?

"We'll talk later. I need to go now!" says Sejin hurriedly.

"What's wrong Sejin? Is there something happen to the boys? Can I come with you?" Sukhoon faking his concerned.

Sejin immediately shook his head. "No need. It's something you can't handle..."

Sukhoon grits his teeth in anger at the statement. "What do you mean? I'm their manager too. I have the right to know about the boys too..." he refuted furiously.

Sejin looks at Sukhoon with disbelief, frowning in confusion at his demeanor. It was so peculiar to see how he acted so carelessly unhinged.

"You're the new manager, been appointed to assist me if I couldn't manage their schedules alone. Not that you are going to take over my place, Sukhoon-ssi!" notes Sejin in a stern voice.

Sukhoon was taken aback at the saying, looking at Sejin bewildered. He wanted to rebuke the statement but Sukhoon was holding himself not to show his wrath in front of Sejin.

This is not the right time to do so. Sukhoon knows he needs to be more careful with Sejin. Sejin is not easy to deal with. He might expose himself in front of the manager if he continues to argue with the male.

"Ah, I'm sorry Sejin-ssi. I didn't mean that way. I'm sorry if you feel that way!" said Sukhoon, showing his apologetic expression - which is a mere façade.

Sejin let out a small grunt at the oblivious act, disliking the latter's attitude. But he didn't have time to lecture the male right now. He has something important to attend to.

"Nevermind. We'll discuss this later. See you tomorrow!" said Sejin before he left the new manager alone.

Sukhoon squinted his eyes, looking at Sejin's silhouette almost running heading to somewhere. And Sukhoon believes that Sejin was going to meet with the BTS - to see what had happened to Namjoon.

Sukhoon clicked his tongue before he slowly curved into an evil smirk. He had the gut feeling that Namjoon might be slipped into a little space after their encounter earlier. His bandmates will need help to make sure the leader's secret didn't get exposed. To do that, of course, they need Sejin.

Sejin always does the dirty things for BTS. Poor guy being used for something pathetic like Namjoon.

"It's getting more excited right now. I want to see for how long will you able to keep your dirty secret, Namjoon. I'll make sure you'll pay for everything you had done. You had messed up with the wrong person. I'm going to make your life miserable!"


"Joonie... Sejin-hyung will come and help us to get out from here. Is it okay for you if - if he knows about you?"

Namjoon fisted his hand on Yoongi's shirt, making it crumpled with the tightness. He hides his face further, still sobbing in the embrace of the rapper.

"Sejin-hyung is a nice man. He comes to help us. Okay?" coaxed Seokjin as he caressed the little's damp hair.

Namjoon whined at the touch but later nods his head. He didn't fully understand the consequences of his situation right now. But he managed to grasp that Sejin will know about his little space.

The thought of it makes Namjoon wanted to cower himself in a defense mechanism - hiding anywhere, everywhere from being embarrassingly exposed in front of the manager.

"We will briefly tell Sejin about this. And we wanted you yourself to explain everything to Sejin about the whole situation, okay?" continue Seokjin.

They were not running away from responsibility. No. Don't get them wrong. Only Namjoon has the right to tell about his little space to Sejin or to someone else. The members only can assist and helping him to confront the harrowing situation. Being there for him as the biggest supporter.

"Big Joonie needs to tell Sejin-hyung about little Joonie himself, okay?" add Yoongi while he caressed Namjoon's hair. He can feel how Namjoon weakly nods his head while he sniffed sadly.

Yoongi averted his eyes towards Seokjin, giving him a meaningful smile but at the same time, his face evidently shows how much concerned he was about exposing Namjoon to Sejin while he 's still in the little space.

Seokjin exhaled deeply and puts his hand to Yoongi's shoulder, mouthing 'everything will be fine' to the rapper as an assurance. Despite that, he himself feels a little bit worried about what's coming up.

He wonder how Sejin will react to the revelation? Will he be subtle like him or will he be a little bit overwhelmed like Jungkook?

Everyone attention drifted to the now widely open door where they can see Sejin entered the restroom with a frown face. Sejin, of course, feeling confused as to why the BTS hanging out in the restroom.

When his eyes moved to Yoongi and Namjoon sitting on the floor where Yoongi were hugging the leader on his lap, Sejin furrowed with further confusion.

Why Namjoon sits on Yoongi's lap? Isn't that really weird? And since when did Yoongi being so cuddly and attentive like that?

Seokjin gets up and approached the manager, feeling anxious as his eyes quiver around his bandmates - standing nearby the counter. Everyone was nervous. It is obvious.

"Sejin-hyung..."

Sejin eyes on Seokjin for a second before he once again stares at Yoongi and Namjoon. "What happens? And why Yoongi and Namjoon..."

Seokjin grabs Sejin's forearm as he heard Namjoon whimpered at the questions. Sejin looks at Seokjin with an unsolved mystery, asking the said male to explain to him the whole ordeal.

"Actually it is a long story and I'm afraid that it is hard for us to explain. But we need your help right now, hyung, " said Seokjin with a pleading voice. He hopes Sejin will understand their situation.

Sejin frowned deeper. "What do you mean by that? Is there something happen to Namjoon?" he asked with concerns.

"Well about that, actually Namjoon didn't feel good right now..." brief Seokjin.

Sejin darted his gaze over the leader of BTS, still wondering what had happened to the charismatic leader as he tightly hugged Yoongi. And Sejin notices the streak of tears on Namjoon's face. His heart almost clenched at the view, knowing exactly that Namjoon hardly cries except if there's something serious going on.

But what is it?

"Did he hurt himself again?" asked Sejin. That was the first thing came to his mind. The most logical reason.

Seokjin weakly nods. "We didn't know exactly about that. We found him crying on the floor. And his cheek was swollen..."

Sejin remained silence for a moment, trying to process the information given by Seokjin. How many times per day that Namjoon had injured himself? He knows that Namjoon was clumsy but for him to be super clumsy was kind of absurd.

And how did he injured his own face? He can't accidentally hit the wall out of nowhere.

"Daddy...scawed!" Namjoon said to Yoongi, whispering to his ears. He glanced at Sejin, gasping in fear when his eyes meet with Sejin sharp glares, instantly tilted his head and buried his face to Yoongi's nape.

"Why Joonie? What makes you scared?" Yoongi asked while Sejin and the rest watching and listening to their small talks.

Namjoon gnawed his lower lips, trembling a little bit. "That - that ahjussi...he no wike Joonie!"

Yoongi was taken aback at the statement, averted his eyes to Sejin and his bandmates. Yoongi realized how Sejin looks really confused right now.

"No Joonie. That ahjussi is a nice man, " gushes Yoongi.

Namjoon shook his head wildly. "No daddy. He - he hates Joonie. Ahjussi hates Joonie!" whined Namjoon as his eyes started to well up with tears again.

Sejin brows almost meet watching the commotion. He gave a confused look to each of BTS members before he moved his legs - approaching Yoongi and Namjoon.

Namjoon feels intimidated at the gestures, squirmed on Yoongi's lap and start to hugs the elder tightly, trying to hide from Sejin. His sobs erupted as he buried his face on Yoongi's shoulder blade, refused to look at Sejin.

Sejin carefully crouching in front of the two, giving Yoongi an intense stare as the rapper feels anxious as to what will the manager said to Namjoon. His hand securely wrapped Namjoon's tiny waist as the little almost climb over him - afraid of Sejin.

"Hey, Namjoon..."

Yoongi tried to loosen up Namjoon's grip over his neck but the little whimpered at the action, crying silently as he keeps saying he was scared.

"No, daddy! Joonie scawed! No!!"

Yoongi sighed and gives a sad eye to Sejin, hoping that Sejin will understand.

"Hey don't be scared. I'm - I'm not a bad person. I just - want to have a talk with you. Is it okay?" Sejin says in a soothing voice.

Namjoon shook his head. "No - no... Joonie scawed... no wanna talk...Joonie wanna go home, daddy pwease!" he said, voice muffled as he keeps his face hidden.

Yoongi pats on the back of Namjoon's head, feeling constricted that the little was crying and refused to talk to Sejin. Everyone seems worried and concerned right now.

"But then I'm unable to help if you didn't want to talk to me..." coaxed Sejin. He then searching for something in his pocket before he smiles when he found what he had been looking for.

"Well look what I have for you..." says Sejin with a cheerful voice.

Namjoon sniffs before he slowly turned his head, peeking over to see the thing. His doe eyes widen when he saw the thing on Sejin's hand.

"It's a lollipop. Do you want it? It's orange flavor and really tasty..." mentioned Sejin as he shoved the lollipop to Namjoon.

Namjoon eyes sparkle when he saw the orange lollipop closed up. "Ow - owange? Joo - joonie wike owange!"

Sejin smiles fondly and beckons over Namjoon to take the lollipop from his hand. Namjoon was hesitant, looking at the candy with his mouth slightly parted - almost drooling as he wanted to taste it.

Namjoon then moved a little bit, looking at his daddy. "Daddy, can - can Joonie eat? It's owange and Joo - joonie hungwy..." he asked Yoongi timidly.

He had been taught by his mother not to take anything from a stranger without permission. As to that, he was asking Yoongi first before he can take the candy from Sejin. If his daddy says no then he can't take it.

Yoongi smiles as he cupped Namjoon's face. "Yes darling, you can have the candy..."

Namjoon giggles happily before he put his hand forwards. "Ahjussi, Joonie wan lollipop pwease!"

Sejin let out a soft chuckle, swooning over Namjoon's cute gestures. Sejin placed the lollipop into Namjoon's hand.

Namjoon was enthusiast to have the lollipop, hastily trying unwrapped it before Yoongi helped him as he almost cries when he was unable to tear it by himself.

Namjoon puts the lollipop into his mouth, eyes sparkle as the zesty taste filled in his mouth. "Daddy its dewishes!" he exclaimed happily.

Namjoon looks at Sejin who had been staring at him. "Tank chu ahjussi...its dewishes..." he said shyly with his tiny cute voice, almost forgot to thanks the said male for the candy.

Sejin smiles before it died down when he saw the swollen cheek. And Sejin frowned when he noticed the marks on it, similar to a fingerprint.

"So Namjoon..."

"Ahjussi can call me Joonie. Ahjussi is a nice man and - and gives Joonie this..." Namjoon said chirpily.

Sejin mouthed a silent 'oh' before he clears his throat, a little bit abashed to call Namjoon with his new nickname. "So Joonie...can you tell me what happen to your face?"

Namjoon holds his breath at the sudden question before he shook his head. "No - no can't talk..."

Everyone frowned at the answer, looking at each other with confusion obviously shown on their face.

"Why?" Sejin asked.

Namjoon shook his head again. His eyes brimmed with tears as his lips quiver. "Scawed...! Joonie scawed."

"But Joonie..."

Namjoon wildly jiggle his head and start to cry harder. "No! No talk pwease! Joonie wanna go home! Daddy! Appa!"

As the little was crying again, everyone was flustered. Sejin sighed before he gets up and asking the boys to get ready and he will wait at the back door of the building. He will drive the van and waits for them.

Sejin was about to leave the restroom before Seokjin grabbed his arm. "Hyung, about Namjoon..."

Sejin pats on Seokjin's hand over his. "I understand. Let settle this first and we can have a talk later..."

Everyone released a deep breath after Sejin left the restroom. They were relieved that Sejin had been so understanding about their harsh situation. They were afraid at first thinking of how the manager will react seeing little Namjoon.

Less they know, Sejin was really good in dealing with the revelation. Much better than themselves actually.

"Baby, you can walk by yourself right?"

Everyone turned their head when Yoongi asked the question to their precious leader. Namjoon slowly becomes calm and stop his crying. Yoongi wipes the remaining tears on his face, carefully not to touch the swollen cheek.

Namjoon sniffs and put back the lollipop into his mouth. Everyone chuckles at the cuteness and at the same time glad that Namjoon wasn't crying anymore.

"Baby...did you hear what daddy asked you?" Seokjin interrupted while pulling Namjoon's hand. Stopping the little to keep sucking the candy. 

Namjoon whined at the loss of the tangy flavor, looking at his caregivers with a pouty lip.

"Appa...Joonie wanna eat..."

Seokjin clicked his tongue and jiggle his head slowly. "I know but you have to listen to daddy first. Remember the rules? Listen to the caregivers and behave?" Said Seokjin softly but with a serious note.

Namjoon sighed and nods his head. "Sowwy appa, sowwy daddy..."

Yoongi smiled and ruffles the hair of the little. "It's okay darling. Daddy just want to know whether you're okay to walk? We are going home..."

Namjoon looks at his daddy with his bambi eyes, nodding his head as the answer. "Yes, Joonie walk..." he confirmed with words before he put the lollipop back into his mouth.

Namjoon then used his unoccupied hand to intertwine his fingers with Yoongi, making the oldest rapper to grimace with happiness; left the restroom together with the other members.

"I don't think he injured himself, hyung!" Jimin whispered as his eyes fixated at Namjoon in front of him. He was happily walking with Yoongi, swaying their entangled hand back and forth with the lollipop in his mouth.

Hoseok hummed as he glanced at Jimin on his side. He can hear the same agreement came from Taehyung as the three walked together in a line. Meanwhile, Jungkook and Seokjin were behind the three - listening to the conversation with anticipation.

"Did you see the print on his cheek? Looks like someone had slapped him..." alleged Taehyung.

The rest nodded as they realized about it too.

"Do you think someone did that to Namjoon? Who? Why?" query Jungkook as his voice rising a little bit - contained with anger and wrath.

Seokjin sighed heavily. "As much as I hate when he injured himself, I hope it is better like that rather than someone did that to him, " he says dejectedly.

Jungkook grits his teeth at the thought that someone might inflict the injury to his beloved leader. "I'm going to kill that person if I know who did that! I swear to God, Jin-hyung!!"

"Count me in, Kookie!" notes Jimin who harbored the same rage with Jungkook.

Taehyung growled listening to the maknaes rant. "It's not enough guys. I want him to suffer first before we killed him..." he added as he fisted his hand on the air.

Hoseok shook his head at the evil plan but won't say anything to it because he basically agreed with the three. Anyone who dares to hurt Namjoon will face the consequences from them.

They just need to find out who was the asshole!

"I hope Namjoon will tell the truth to us though..."

Everyone falls into a deep silence at Seokjin's words. Eyes now looking at Namjoon with stricken heart, realizing that Namjoon might keep it as a secret to them.

"He won't tell us right?" uttered Jimin, voice a little bit shaking as he tries to hold his sad tears.

"Nope, he won't."

Their eyes got teary with Hoseok's affirmation, feeling a pang of pain in their heart looking at their leader to carry the heavy burden by himself. They wished that Namjoon will share with them to ease his suffering but as far as they have known Namjoon - he won't let anyone hurt and willing to bear everything for their sakes.

Their selfless leader, Kim Namjoon.





Idk whether this chapter is good enough for you but yeah this is it.

As much as most of you know, it is Ramadhan and I'll be slowing down my time in wattpad because I'm quite busy during this month.

But I hope all of you will be patient with me and willing to wait for the updates. ☺

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