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July 26, 2022.
"It's the best book of yours I've read so far. I couldn't stop reading it after chapter one." A woman with curled long black hair expressed her opinion to the male sitting beside her. She was amazed and in love with the work of fiction she had read.
"To be honest, when I read the title, it was not exactly how I pictured the book to be. But I was so amazed and enthralled into the raw emotions of the main character Seo-hyun towards her boyfriend Ki-young," she added.
The male made a small smile with longing eyes, remembering the characters of the book. "Thank you. I felt very connected with her, that's why I could describe her emotions well. And, I was going through a very emotional and important part of my life while writing the book that majorly inspired me." His plump lips puckered when he finished pronouncing the words, posture straightening.
"Your son was on the way while you wrote the book if I'm not mistaken, Park Jimin-ssi?" she asked, looking at him and then back at the camera focusing on both of them.
Jimin's eyes blinked before he nodded with a smile, "Yes, he was." The interview seemed to be changing direction in his eyes. The question wasn't part of the script they were following. The woman was crossing dangerous territory. He was extremely protective of Si-Woo, especially from the media.
"We've been hearing some rumors about his other father ever since the movie premiere of your other book, 'Just A Fling'. Fans were speculating the other father to be the actor Jeon Jungkook, who's currently on military leave." She crossed the line.
Jimin's sudden laugh forced the camera to focus on him. He was clearly annoyed. "That is a very personal question for this interview only related to my latest published book." The smile was fake. Everyone could see right through him and he wanted them to.
"My son's other father's name is confidential information I would like to keep from the media for personal purposes," he replied with every ounce of a commanding tone that forced the woman to feel small against him. The personal questions stopped until the rest of the show until the very end. Though, the woman didn't, she slowly acknowledged how angered he was.
"Thank you, Park Jimin-ssi for accompanying us today in our afternoon show of K-Heart's Sweets Talk-show. Everyone, please check out Park Jimin's latest book, Love At First Sight My Ass!"
And the interview ended.
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"Si Woo-ya, Jalja~"
Jimin pecked his son's forehead and made sure the yellow blanket covered Si Woo's body over the other longer blue one. Little Si-Woo's eyes blinked before he giggled in a low voice as he always did before he curled his left hand's middle and ring finger—letting his index, pinky and thumb out—before pointing his small fingers to Jimin's lips.
"I love you too, Aegi." Jimin made the same sign while saying the words and pecked his son's fingers before he made sure everything was okay for the night.
"I'm going to take your aids now, Baby." The father slowly removed each silver hearing aid attached to each of the two-and-a-half years old's ears with gentleness. The reassuring smile on his face was the sole reason why the little boy did not cry when all waves of vibrations and sounds faded from his ears. It was a total silence suddenly taking over, feeling empty and scared.
"Appa," Si-Woo whispered. He reached out to hold his father's hands, observing his father's lips and longing to hear Jimin's voice again, even if it was a little low. He always felt safe in his father's hold.
"Shh..." Jimin reached down, his free hand gently combing his son's hair back with love. This was the most heartbreaking part of the day. Getting Si-Woo to sleep without the hearing aids was always hard for both of them. But if he let the little one sleep with the aids, the item would be disturb Si-Woo and make him uncomfortable throughout the whole night which was a big no.
When Jimin was sure Si-Woo had calmed down, he pecked his son's forehead again before heading to the shelf beside the bed where he'd charge the aids for the whole night. Si-Woo watched him with pouty lips. There was a side note. Although, Jimin made sure his son was comfortably sleeping in Si Woo's room, the little one would always, five out of seven days of the week, end up in his own bed cuddling him for comfort.
Now that the baby boy was going to try and fall asleep, Jimin made use of his free time to take a long shower. Ever since the first month after Si-Woo's birth, he'd began to search for teachers, professors, audiologists, experts, groups that could teach him how to be a good parent for a child with a hearing disability and also for his own therapy. His job as a single parent was hard. He struggled sometimes with balancing the time of his personal parenting life and his job as an author that required him to finish his latest book and all the ups and downs that came with it.
Although, being physically present was hard, the actor managed to send texts almost every day during the afternoon. Later on, Jimin learned that soldiers were only allowed the use of their cellphones during the afternoon from a certain hour to another, but only texting was allowed. What worried him was Jungkook's 24 hour visits hadn't been made for the past two months. But he understood how the soldier treatment was hard on the actor. He only wished that time could pass quicker so he could have the actor continue to earn his trust.
The stress was giving him a hard time in everything. He just needed time for himself. It wasn't that Si-Woo was dragging him down, but the challenge of taking care of his sonwas exhausting. However, he would never ever complain. His love for Si-Woo was infinite and nothing would break it. He just needed to release stress, and that's what he did.
Right then, the weather wasn't the coldest nor the warmest. The days were rainy yet Jimin found himself taking a warm shower. It was his private time because now that Si-Woo was sleeping, he could relax. He rubbed his delicate fingers down his arms with the body wash and then down to his chest, rubbing in circular motions round his now perked nipples. Thankfully, breastfeeding Si-Woo hadn't made his pecs bigger and the swollen areas had gone back to normal just a few months ago.
He sighed and silently moaned when the warm water washed away the body wash on his chest. The water dripped down his adam's apple when he threw his head back and his hands consciously began to rub teasingly back and forth down the v-line. The scar of the C-section had healed well and although he was completely grateful for Si-Woo's birth, his self-esteem lowered a bit until he reminded himself that without it, Si-Woo wouldn't have been born because anal birth was not a thing.
"Ah~" A soft moan left his lips with a few drops of water from the shower falling down just as his head fell forward. He rolled his hips up a bit just after the teasing touch of his hands traced closer to the brown pubic hairs grown over the base of his length while the warm water continued heating up his body; especially his softened cock. This was his alone time. No one was watching him, and the sensitivity of his body craved for touch.
Even if he wasn't sexually active, touching himself was a way of releasing pent up stress to feel the pleasure he hadn't felt in a long time. With his body back to the shape it was before conceiving Si-Woo, he was still one of Korea's Favorite Celebrities.
Just as his right hand cupped the base of his cock, he decided to turn off the running shower to avoid an expensive water bill since he had more priorities to spend money on. "Argh~" He grind his hips when the softened cock began hardening, caged between the palm of his hand. His faded blonde locks (re-dyed four months prior) wet stuck against his forehead when he closed his eyes.
By now, continuously stroking the shaft and teasing the pink slit was enough for him to leak a minor transparent long string of pre-cum that he used as lubricant. His goal was to send himself into overdrive. "Ah~ Ghhng!" He managed to lift his left leg against the wall while he sucked on his left fore and middle fingers. The feeling of surging lost but needed sexual rapturous was taking his body. He swirled his tongue around them, eyes opened staring at the pale chubby fingers.
Before sticking the saliva coated fingers up his rim, he stopped and froze. His eyes were opened wide stuck on the tiles of the wall with a sudden frigtening whimper leaving his lips. Memories struck his thoughts of the last time his anus was touched, abused. Those same memories forced him to drop his left leg and retreat his hand with a hung head. Although he was pleasuring himself, his own time for himself, he didn't want to enter his fingers into the insides that were once abused. He couldn't bring himself to do it.
But he proceeded in making his thighs tremble in excitement by jolting electricity through his body when an orgsam hit him. White cum shooted down on the tiles with his panted expression and his right hand slowly stroked his shaft to force the last drops of cum out when coming down from his high.
But the night didn't stop there. When he was right about to close his eyes—all freshened up and pink cheeks still covering his face after an orgasm—the door of his bedroom opened. Today was another one of the nights.
Si-Woo's teary eyes immediately forced him out of the comforts of his bed before he picked him up in his arms. "You're okay, Baby. I got you," he whispered against Si Woo's ears, letting the air of his pronunciation be emitted against them to create air vibrations Si-Woo was sure to feel. And throughout the rest of the night, he made sure his son felt his warmth and small breaths.
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Something in the air was different. It smelt like rain but there was something else... The man took a deep breath of the air within the city of Seoul and sighed contentedly. Yes, that was it. The smell of the air was completely different than the one he'd been breathing for the past 24 months. The smell meant the air was not a camp training site full of testosterone, no gunpowder, no gas masks for training, no anxiety of a possible sudden attack with the North, etc. He was breathing the air of freedom.
His time as a soldier was finalized and the city of Seoul was as wide awake and running in the midday. No more uniforms. He could get back to his new life, to his new self.
"Isn't that Jungkook oppa?" a high schooler said rather loud to her best friend, pulling on his arm.
"Oh fuck, already?" Jungkook cussed under his breath and bowed his head at the girl to be polite while pointing his right index finger upward against his lips. "Shh," he smiled, walking away to a specific store in his sight of view, thankfully without problems.
The bell chimmed when he entered it and his eyes instantly began to wonder to the newest magazines and bookcases of the store. Resonating around the store, was the song of a famous band debuted in 2020 called Enhyphen.
Jungkook scanned the bookcase of the new releases until his eyes spotted it. His lips automatically curved in a smile that revealed his white teeth. There it was.
(A/N: Remember Kook still has short military haircut)
"He couldn't have picked out another title?" The actor chuckled, picking up the book and holding it tight against his chest while walking to cash register. The book wasn't thin but rather a little thicker than he expected. But it was, the work of someone very special to him.
"Oh, nice choi—" The ajumma working at the register looked up at him and instantly stopped her words. The light in her eyes flared up and she stuttered next, observing the male she had been watching on her tv for a week, her favorite drama.
Jungkook bowed his head at the elder woman and smiled. He did not refuse her request of an autograph and a picture. He respected his elders and the woman was kind when he paid.
Today, July 27 of 2022 would mark the day where he'd finally see Jimin and Si-Woo but instead of a 24 visit, he'd be there for the rest of his life, or so he hoped.
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A/N: Those were actually Jimin's lips for those who didn't know.