Taehyung had went downstairs to grab his family some ice cream after spending the whole afternoon inside their bedroom just chilling, he grabs your favorite and a vanilla ice cream for his son, Duri, along with some spoons. Before going back upstairs.

Admist his knowledge, both you and Duri were having a useless conversation— the little boy just learning how to talk plus he got your habit of yapping nonstop. You two were just talking about random things, well its mostly you trying to understand of Duri’s small babbles. When the little boy starts to talk about going to Japan since he had saw his fathers phone wallpaper of you and him in the said place.

It was incoherent but when you finally understood what he said, you laughed. The little boy was only 3 years old. Suddenly when Taehyung comes back in the room, you pretend to turn your back to Duri, acting dramatically scared before saying, “Oh no.. Daddy is here, tell him what you said..”

Taehyung raises an eyebrow and sits down on the bed, caressing your hip, “Tell me what? I have ice cream, darling..” He smiles and Duri only pouts shyly and pats on my back softly, “Mwammy..” He whines before plopping down his face against my neck making me smile.

Taehyung smiles at the sight and caresses his little boy’s hair, “What are you two hiding from me, hm?”