Fragments of fragile heart

Taehyung sat in the backseat of his luxury car, scrolling through emails while his manager drove towards Taegukie’s school. His brows were furrowed, and his usual CEO aura was in full effect. But the moment they reached the school gates and he spotted his son, his entire demeanor softened.

Taegukie, dressed in his tiny school uniform, was waiting impatiently with his arms crossed, his tiny foot tapping against the pavement. The moment he saw his father, he grinned and ran towards the car. "Appa!" he shouted happily, his tiny hands reaching out.
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Taehyung chuckled, putting his phone away, and opened the door. "Hey, my little prince. How was school?" He picked up Taegukie effortlessly, making the little boy giggle as he was lifted into the car.

Taegukie huffed, puffing his cheeks. "It was okay... but, Appa, we need to go somewhere."

Taehyung raised a brow as he buckled his son in. "Where do you want to go?"

"The mall!" Taegukie said enthusiastically.

Taehyung narrowed his eyes. "For what?"

Taegukie pouted and blinked his big doe eyes, knowing exactly how to manipulate his father. "I want to buy something for Eomma. He deserves a gift!"

Taehyung sighed, already knowing he had lost this battle. "Fine," he grumbled, making his manager chuckle. "But no unnecessary shopping, understood?"

Taegukie nodded innocently, but his mischievous grin said otherwise.

Upon arriving at the mall, Taehyung carried Taegukie in his arms, much to the little boy’s annoyance.

"Put me down! I’m not a baby!" Taegukie huffed, squirming in his father’s hold.

Taehyung smirked, setting him down. "Alright, but don’t run off."

Taegukie, of course, did exactly that. "Wow, look at that toy store!" he exclaimed, darting toward the glass window.

Taehyung groaned. "Slow down, will you? If you fall, you’ll—"

Taegukie dramatically clutched his heart . "Appa! If I fall, you’ll catch me, won’t you? Or will you just let your son get hurt?!"

A few sales clerks watching the scene giggled as Taehyung sighed in exasperation. "You’re worse than your eomma."

Taegukie pointed to a toy car. "Appa, buy that for me!"

Taehyung shook his head. "No."

Taegukie’s lips quivered. Then, in true dramatic fashion, he threw himself onto the floor, fake crying.

"WAHHH! My appa doesn’t love me anymore!" he wailed, peeking through his hands to check Taehyung’s reaction.

His manager covered his mouth, trying not to burst into laughter.while the store workers whispered about how adorable the little boy was.

Taehyung kneeled to his level, smirking. "You really want this car, huh?"

Taegukie nodded, sniffling.

Taehyung pulled out his phone. "Then I guess I’ll have to send this crying face picture to your school crush."

Taegukie gasped, immediately standing up. "You wouldn’t dare!"

"Oh, I would." Taehyung smirked, waving his phone.

Taegukie glared and stomped away, muttering, "So mean!"

Taehyung signaled his manager, who subtly instructed a worker to place the toy car in the car’s trunk without Taegukie knowing.

When they returned home, Taegukie dramatically ran into the living room where Jungkook was sitting with Mrs. Kim and Mr. Kim.

"Eomma! I want a divorce from Appa!" Taegukie declared, crossing his arms.

Taehyung, who was taking off his coat, choked on air. "What?!"

Jungkook blinked. "Excuse me?"

Mrs. Kim and Mr. Kim burst into laughter at the tiny boy’s antics.

Taegukie threw himself onto Jungkook's lap and dramaticly sniffled . "Appa was so mean to me at the mall! He refused to buy me a toy car and even tried to embarrass me!"

Mrs. Kim and Mr. Kim laughed at the tiny boy’s antics while Jungkook glared at Taehyung. "You did what?"

Taehyung nervously laughed, scratching the back of his head. "Uh, well, it’s not exactly like that—"

"You’re sleeping on the couch for a month," Jungkook huffed, standing up.

Taehyung’s eyes widened. "Baby, I can’t sleep without your cuddles!"

Taegukie wiped his fake tears, smirking mischievously.

Taehyung narrowed his eyes at his son before sweetly calling, "Come here, my son. Let me shower you with my love for what you just did."

Taegukie made a disgusted face. ""Ew, No thanks."

Taehyung smirked, stepping out of the room and returning moments later with something hidden behind his back. "Such a shame. I was going to throw this away."

Taegukie frowned. "What’s that?"

Taehyung dramatically sighed. "Oh, nothing. Just the toy car you wanted, but since you don't love me anymore, I guess I'll have to throw it away..."

Taegukie gasped, eyes wide, before running towards his father. "Appa! You bought it?!"

Taehyung smirked. "Maybe."

Taegukie sweetly batted his lashes and made kissy faces. "Appa~ you're the best!"

Taehyung scrunched his nose. "Ew, get off me, you dramatic little monster.you’re just like your Eomma, manipulating me with cuteness."

Jungkook laughed. "Well, it works, doesn’t it?"

Taehyung sighed. "Yeah, it does. And I wouldn’t have it any other way."

Mrs. Kim and Mr. Kim watched with amusement. Taehyung, despite all his complaints, had a soft spot for his son and love him but he like to tease him the most.

Taehyung hugged his family close, kissing Jungkook’s forehead. "You two are my everything."

Jungkook smiled, resting his head on Taehyung’s shoulder. "And you’re ours."

Meanwhile, Taegukie was already busy playing with his new toy car, completely oblivious to his parents’ loving moment.

To be continued....