--? The world is cruel, Mr. Kim. Don't believe me? Try seeing it through my eyes-a crowd of deceivers calmly destroying lives. Tell me, do you ever look in the mirror? Can you face that deceitful reflection? Doesn't it sicken you? Because it sickens...
Two nurses were holding two little babies. Their tiny bodies, covered in blood, were cleaned before being brought to him. Taehyung would only get a single glance at them before they were taken to the NICU, where they would stay for fifteen days before being handed over to their mother.
Taehyung took the babies in his arms for a brief moment. The nurse started to say something but stopped midway, none of them had the courage to speak to the renowned minister. One of them hesitantly instructed him to sanitize his hands before touching the babies.
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Taehyung gently placed the babies back, sanitized his hands, and then took them one by one into his arms again. Bringing them close to his face, he softly recited some incoherent words into their ears, kissed their foreheads softly, and carefully handed them back to the nurses again.
--" The operation is over, sir. Mrs. Kim will be shifted to the cabin shortly. If you could umm—
The doctor hesitated at the end, unsure of how to continue. Taehyung didn’t say anything. He simply pressed a soft kiss onto Jungkook’s forehead and left the room quietly. The heaviness in his chest had eased a little. Holding his princesses close to his heart had taken away half of the pain. He was sure that once he held his wifey in his arms, the rest would disappear too.
Yoongi, Yeonjun, and Soobin had also seen the babies for a moment. In excitement, Soobin had unknowingly clutched Yeonjun’s hand tightly. The younger boy acting emotional, didn't notice until Yeonjun himself suddenly pulled away and frowned.
--" Let go of my hand, dust bin. I don’t trust you. You’re holding my hand now, but in a moment, you’ll be trying to grab my neck. And I refuse to let a two-inch Lilliputian strangle me. If it were a scandal involving lovers, I could handle it, but if it’s a baby scandal, I’ll never be able to show my face again. For God’s sake, let me go.
Soobin jerked his hand away and glared at Yeonjun. With a dramatic eye roll, he snapped,
--" You’re acting as if I’m robbing you of your dignity. Uttering nonsense! And my name is Soobin! If you call me dust bin one more time, I swear I’ll scrub you with soap until you’re squeaky clean. Running away from some lab Grandpa!
With that, Soobin stomped away. Yeonjun watched him leave with an exasperated expression, while Yoongi rubbed his forehead and sighed.
--" What’s wrong with you two? Why do you bicker all day like jealous enemies? And what does ‘running away from some lab grandpa’ even mean? (confused)
--" My skeleton has been donated to a medical lab. That’s why I’m a lab grandpa who ran away from there. (sighs)
--" What?
--" Long story. Forget it, hyung.
--" Hmm.
Namjoon had been at the hospital for five minutes now. Taehyung was sprawled across the luxurious cabin, exhaustion weighing down his entire body. The stress and worries of the day had drained him completely. Seeing his son in such a state, Namjoon felt a pang of sorrow. He wanted to mention the brewing storm back at home, but he held back. His frustration toward Rosa had grown, yet he couldn’t bring himself to hate her. Perhaps that was love.
