Dad

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Jungkook's office was a reflection of the self he strove to portray: a space decorated in cold, steely tones, resonating with perfect discipline, where everyone breathed precisely according to the schedule Jungkook set. As the company's vice president, he had created an entire empire, a perfect brainchild, a machine that knew no failures.

But that wasn't the most important thing in his life. It was waiting for him at home, and, hopefully, with the new car Jungkook had been promising for days.

And now, as soon as the door to his apartment opened, nothing remained of the formidable, ruthless Director Chong - in his place, a loving father crossed the threshold of the house.

• Dad!

Four-year-old Taehyung, a little hurricane in dinosaur pajamas, ran headlong into his legs, clutching them so tightly, as if afraid his dad would dissolve again. Jungkook leaned over, and his stern features instantly broke into the most genuine smile. He scooped his son up, tossed him into the air, making him laugh even louder, and held him to his chest, inhaling the scent of baby shampoo and cookies.

"So, baby, how's your day?" he asked, kissing his son on the top of his head.

Taehyung immediately launched into a breathless tale about how he built a castle out of blocks, how the truck broke down, and how his grandmother gave him an extra candy for lunch. Jungkook listened without missing a word, his attention completely focused on this little person, the dearest one in the world.

While Taehyung continued to talk enthusiastically, Jungkook quietly pulled out a blue car from behind his back.

"You have to keep those words, right?" the father asks softly.