《FUTILE DEVICES》05
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Jungkook slowly opened his eye and observed the surrounding for a bit. He turns to his side and saw his heart squimer on her side. He smiled and put his hand around her bum and started patting it.
"Baby, wake up hanu or you gonna be late." He said pecking his daughter's head
"Mumma" she holds onto jungkook's neck and as he picked her up and walks into the bathroom.
After getting done their morning routine the jeons are ready to kick start their day.
"Hanu look your I packed you lunch ok. Share with your friends" said jungkook knowing that it's not possible for her daughter to get friends at her play school becz of reasons.
One, his daughter was reading is city's best play school where children from good family come. Second , children don't talk to her much cz she's a quite kid and three , she's quite sensitive so it's easy to target her.
Nevertheless she nodded and smile at her father.
The three year old walked hand in hand with her mama.
" Good morning lil jeon" said the teacher as she took hanuel's hand from jungkook.
She wished her teacher back as she's been taught well by her Father.
"Mr. Jeon are you exited fr the function happening this weekend, she's also performing , please make sure to cheer her up"
Jungkook nodded and kissed her baby's head sending her goodbye before walking into his class.
If y'all wondering , he got a job year before his hardwork pays off. He became an art teacher as he always wishes to be. He's not happy for himself but his baby. And moreover the school in which he teachs offer play school too, so he's happy that he's close to his daughter. Maybe he is able to give his baby a good life.
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It's been a year since he got his own house and a car. It's not like he's rich , he is still struggling with finances but he's managing.
Thinking of how far he came it makes him proud and motivates him to do more.
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"Papa s-she's b-bad , s-she a-a-always m-make me d-do things b-by force" a four year old crying on his dad's shoulder.
Tae put his son down down and went to the woman.
" How many times I've told you to dont force them to do anything huh! They're kids not the fucking machine. What you expect them to do to make a rocket at this age. Look it's my last warning , if you said anything to my babies I'll kill you for sure" he said growling at the lady in front of him
"THEY'RE MY KIDS TOO TAE!! I KNOW HOW TO TEACH THEM, look at their mark sheet tae, both of them did nothing" she threw the report card in front of tae before waking out from there.
Tae just sighed and holds his both babies close to him. Kim Noah who is 4 year old and Kim Hyun who is 7.
"It's ok yeah don't worry I love you both. I know you'll do better next time. Now let's go or you both will get late for school. Come I'll drop you "
First tae drop noah at his play school then hyun at his school.
He walked inside his office and sat on his chair.
He closed his eyes recalling today's event and sighed. He's so done with that lady.
"Maybe things would be different if I hold you that day" mumbled to himself before his secretory walked in with his schedule.
"Ok I'll meet them in an hour"
"Ok sir I'll fix the meeting"
"Umm sir you got this letter from Noah's school" she handled the letter before going out.
Tae took the card and it was a kind of invitation to him from Noah's school saying him to be a main guest at the weekend's function.
The playway is one of the branch of city's school for the babies hyun and noah were in same labelled school but diff standards.
Tae signed the letter expecting it and getting back to work as a lot is coming on his board.
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