Chapter 40 - A Rose for Cynthia

Chapter 40 – Epilogue - A Rose for Cynthia

By the time Jimin reached his front door, he already had his coat off and his shirt partially unbuttoned. He knew his horny, sex starved, insatiable husband awaited him on the other side. He fumbled around looking for his keys, trying to maneuver his luggage and unbutton the rest of his shirt all at the same time.

The door flew open. Jungkook stood there wearing nothing but a towel, his damp body glistening from the fresh shower he had just taken. Jungkook pounced before Jimin had a chance to say a word. He grabbed Jimin's shirt with one hand and pulled him completely off his feet into his body.

"What took you so fucking long?" Jungkook growled in Jimin's ear.

"Airplane, traffic, cars, people," Jimin pushed out as many words as he could between the gaps of aggressive kisses that Jungkook was forcing on him.

"Oh my God, you smell good, you look so good, I missed you so much." Jungkook growled again. He held Jimin tight in his arms. His towel had fallen to the floor revealing his naked body but Jungkook was too focused on Jimin to even notice.

Jimin fiddled with his shirt to pull it off. His burning desire was to press his naked skin against Jungkook's wet, firm flesh. He wanted to feel his heartbeat and be surrounded by his warmth. He couldn't undress fast enough.

"Ohh Bun, I missed you too. Why do you look so good? FUCK!" Jimin swore.

Jungkook unbuttoned Jimin's jeans and forced them down. As was standard practice, he wasn't wearing any underwear. They stood in the open doorway of their penthouse attempting to tear each other apart until Jimin heard the faint sound of the elevator in the distance.

He sighed quietly, "I think we better close the door."

Jungkook didn't respond. His face was buried in Jimin's neck. He was crouched over Jimin still holding him tightly in his arms. His hard dick was pressed up against Jimin's lower abdomen.

Jimin managed to push Jungkook forward, just enough to close the door behind him. He left his luggage sitting in the hallway outside of their door. Jimin kicked off his shoes and released his pants from around his ankles. Jungkook scooped him up and carried him the distance to the bedroom.

"I don't care how big your solo career blows up, you can never leave me again for three weeks. I can't live without you that long, baby. I missed you so much I thought I was going to die." Jungkook whined incessantly during Jimin's ride back to their bedroom.

"We've been over this 1000 times. First, you're not going to die just because I'm away. Second, this is the last time we have to be apart. Once your solo album hits, we'll do all of our shows together. Our joint tours start next month and all of us will be on the road TOGETHER. Jimin said confidently.

Jungkook threw Jimin's naked body on the bed. He climbed on top of him quickly.

Jimin smiled up at him, "Oh my God, after all these years, are you getting hotter?"

"Yes." Jungkook responded confidently. He once again began nibbling at Jimin's neck.

"How much time do we have?" Jimin asked.

"About three hours. Soujin and Rose are still in Busan visiting our parents. They're driving back in a bit." Jungkook answered. He stopped his attack on Jimin and appeared to be counting something on his fingers.

"What are you doing?" Jimin laughed.

"Counting all the ways I'm about to make you cum." Jungkook was not joking.

"First, I'm going to suck out the easy one, that should take about five minutes because you can't resist my blow jobs. Then I'm gonna' fuck you. Then you're gonna take me in the closet and fuck me, then…"

"Slow down," Jimin interrupted Jungkook's thoughtful contemplation, "that's a lot of fucking in only three hours. This isn't Amazon. You can't just put all of your fucks in your shopping cart. You're losing your mind without sex, aren't you?" He laughed and kissed Jungkook sweetly on the lips.

"It's not just sex. It's you. I'm losing my mind without you. Jimin I love you." Jungkook smiled.

Jimin laughed, "I love you too, but you're very horny, all the time, horny. I'm 100% sure you would have been a porn star if you weren't an Idol."

"Only if you were a porn star too. The only person I ever want to have sex with in my entire life is you." Jungkook stopped kissing and smiled at Jimin.

"I'm the only person you've EVER had sex with. What if I told you there are probably a lot better sex partners out there?" Jimin asked a loaded question to gauge Jungkook's reaction.

"Impossible. Our sex isn't about a physical need. It's about me expressing my love to you. I will never love anyone else the way I love you. Never." Jungkook took this conversation seriously. He buried his head in Jimin's neck again.

Jimin spread his legs and began to rotate his hips back and forth under Jungkook's groin, "Sometimes, it's just a fuck Jungkook." Jimin said in a low whisper.

"Is that what you want? For this to just be an empty fuck?" Jungkook grabbed Jimin's butt and rocked his hips back and forth faster.

"You're not capable of it." Jimin smiled peevishly, again trying to get a reaction out of Jungkook.

"You're right, I can't because I love you so much." Jungkook grabbed Jimin and flipped him over.

Jimin burst into laughter. This was not what he expected. He thought Jungkook would at least try to play along but Jungkook was having none of it. He wanted to show his love for Jimin and he wasn't interested in playing games.

"Don't leave me again, please? Promise me we'll be together?" Jungkook said.

"From now on." Jimin stated.

"From now on?" Jungkook repeated like a child.

"Together." Jimin stated again.

"Together." Jungkook gave his most genuine smile. **

Meanwhile in Busan

"Auntie Soujin please…let me play with them?" Seven-year-old Rose looked up at Soujin with her palms clasped together begging.

"Rosie. I – I really don't know these kids. Rosie, this is Busan. The kids here are little different from your friends in Seoul. They maybe aren't as friendly." Soujin struggled to find a good excuse for not allowing Rose to play with the four little children in her Mother's front yard.

"They are friendly. I can tell. They have good manners and great parentage," Rose nodded.

Soujin laughed, "Rose where do you learn such things?"

"Oh, Auntie Soujin pleeeeeeeease," Rose begged again.

Soujin, fresh out of excuses, glanced at her mother. Her mother shrugged and finally yielded to a slow nod.

"Ok, Baby. You can play with them. BUT, you must stay right here in front of the house and not wander off too far? Agreed?" Soujin held out a hand to shake in agreement with Rose.

Rose grabbed Soujin's hand and kissed the back of it, "Thank you Auntie Soujin, I love you," she yelled as she threw up two fingers into the peace sign and ran out the door.

Four children played outside in front of Soujin's mother's house. There were two girls and two boys. Rose ran up to the first little boy and introduced herself.

"Hi, my name is Rose, can I play?" Her eyes shined brightly and her dimples sparkled in the shadows of the sunlight.

"We know who you are. I'm Soon Won. Guys can ROSE, play with us?" At ten years old, Soon Won was the eldest of the children. Followed by Heejin who was nine, Jia who was seven and Chaewon who was eight.

The two little girls in the group giggled, "Rose, what kind of name is Rose?"

Rose smiled brightly, she stated with pride, "My father named me after a famous character in a movie. Her name was Rose."

The two little girls giggled again. "That's kind of a stupid name. But I guess you can play with us, ROSE."

Rose frowned. No one had ever teased her name before. Hearing someone refer to her name as stupid was very hurtful. But she quickly forgave them once she met the fourth boy.

The fourth little boy had a much nicer approach, "Hi Rose. My name is Chaewon, these are my cousins Heejin and Jia. They can be a little rude, please ignore them. We were about to play soccer and we need a striker. Can you play soccer?"

"Can I? Soccer is my specialty. My Dads are both really good at it and we play all the time."

"Your Dads?" Chaewon repeated. "You mean your Dad?"

"No, I mean my Dads…" Rose was interrupted.

"Oh Chaewon," said Soon Won, "you know who her DADS are. The two frea – err, I mean the two members of OT7. Remember?"

Chaewon looked at Rose with slight disappointment. Rose was afraid that her new friends wouldn't like her because her Dads were famous.

"Yes, they are part of OT7, but that doesn't mean anything. They're famous, not me. I'm just Rose." She smiled, hoping that her new friends would accept her.

Chaewon answered before any of the others. "Well Rose, you will be our new striker. Let's go." The other girls giggled without ever really speaking to Rose. Soon Won, Chaewon, Heejin, Jia and Rose ran across the street to the park.

Soujin watched all of them from her mother's window. She kept a careful eye on little Rosie. She worried about how the differences in attitudes between Seoul and Busan would affect Rose and her new friends. Seoul was a different place. People knew Rosie there and understood her background. She had unconditional support and the love of honest friends. But in Busan, Rose's family circumstance was considered peculiar, odd, abnormal. Although attitudes were changing and things were improving, that same old closed-minded thinking that inhabited Jackson was still prevalent. Soujin watched carefully for any sign that Rose may be in trouble.

The five of them separated into teams. Soon Won, Heejin and Jia were on one team. Rose and Chaewon were on the other team. Even though the teams were uneven, Rose's striking skills were no match for the other team. She made every goal she attempted. She and Chaewon came out to a six-nothing lead within the first 35 minutes of the game. The two of them high fived each other after each score. Soon Won, the self-designated captain of the opposing team accused Rose and Chaewon of cheating.

"How could we cheat? That doesn't even make any sense? You guys just suck at blocking my shot." Rose laughed loudly. Rose was very much like her Daddy Jimin. She was quick to temper and she didn't allow anyone to be disrespectful to her. Yet, she still had the gentle negotiation skills of her Dad, Jungkook. "Look, if you think we're cheating, why don't we divide the teams again. I can be on your team and one of the other girls can be with Chaewon. Does that sound fair?"

"No. We don't want to separate teams," said Heejin. Heejin, Soon Won, and Jia huddled up to have a private conversation. When they separated, there was a new plan.

"How about a game of hide and seek? The girls really want to play and I think that would be more fun." Soon Won proposed.

"I LOVE hide and seek," Rose was so excited. She was beginning to like her new friends.

"Rose, since you are our guest, why don't you count first? We'll hide. Count to 100 and then come find us." Soon Won suggested.

"That's great. I'd love to go first." Rose walked up to the goalie box and leaned against it. She closed her eyes and began to count to 100, "1,2,3,4,5…"

Soon Win turned toward his friends and whispered, "Let's get out of here and leave this loser. Let's go back to my house and play video games." Soon Win, Heejin and Jia began to walk away.

"Wait, w-w-where are we going? I thought we were playing hide and seek? What about Rose?" Chaewon said, confused.

"Who cares about Rose. We hate her. Let's go. Are you coming or not?" Soon Won looked sternly at Chaewon with the intention of intimidating him to come with them.

"Sure. I'm coming. Yeah, who needs Rose." Chaewon took one final look at Rose. He dropped his head in shame and followed behind Soon Won and the girls; leaving Rose all alone.

Rose was smiling from ear to ear, still counting with her eyes pressed shut. She was oblivious to the treacherous plan of abandonment concocted behind her back.

"95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 100! Ready or not, here I come." Rose opened her eyes and turned around. She began running all over the park looking for her friends. First, she checked the area around the swings. Then she looked through all of the mazes on the playground. Next, she checked behind the big trees at the edge of the forest. Her friends were no place to be found. Rose continued to search for them for over an hour. The sun was beginning to set when Rose finally decided to give up.

Soujin watched Rose. She held out hope that her friends were just teasing her and would show up soon. For every minute that passed where Rose's friends did not return, another dagger was driven into Soujin's heart. She watched as Rose sat on the sidewalk, bowed her head and began to cry. Soujin walked out to sit next to Rose.

"Rosie, I'm sorry little diamond, but I think they left. I am so sorry baby." Soujin put her arm around Rose.

"But I don't understand. We were having so much fun. I was really starting to like them." Rose stopped suddenly. She spotted Chaewon across the street walking into his house. She jumped up and ran after him. Jimin's temper was making a rare appearance in his offspring.

"HEY! Where were you guys? I thought we were playing together?" Rose asked heatedly. She pushed Chaewon gently in his shoulder. Rose was a trained yellow belt, so her gentle nudge actually pushed Chaewon off his spot.

"Well um." Before Chaewon could complete his answer, Soon Won walked up behind him.

"Chaewon why are you talking to this freak? Go away freak. No one wants to play with you. Your Dads are freaks and you're a freak. You've got two Dads with no Mom. That's dumb and your name is dumb." Soon Won laughed and Chaewon laughed with him.

Rose was floored. She looked at Chaewon, but he refused to make eye contact with her.

"What are you talking about? I have two parents, just like everyone else." Rose furrowed her brow. She couldn't understand why she was being called a freak.

Soujin overheard the conversation. She rushed to Rose's side to stop the boys from bullying her.

"Rose, go inside. Get your things. Your grandparents asked us to stop by and say good bye before we hit the road." Soujin smiled at Rose and guided her towards her mother's front door.

Rose didn't move. Instead she continued to question Soon Won, "What do you mean? Why are you calling my Dad and my Daddy freaks? What do you mean I have no Mom?" Rose tilted her head just slightly as she looked at the two boys. Her innocence and inquisition mirrored that of her Dad, Jungkook.

"Rose do as I say please!" Soujin barked out another order to Rose. This time, Rose obeyed. She walked towards Soujin's mother's front door, but she never took her eyes off of Soon Won and Chaewon. Once Rose was safely inside and out of ear shot, Soujin addressed the two boys.

"Listen, you two Kindegarden reject, juvenile delinquent pieces of snot! I better not ever hear you speak to her like that again. I don't know who you are or who your parents are, but I will slap children. I have NO problem slapping little children. You stay the hell away from her and if you ever see her again, you better be prepared to apologize. You slimy butt-nuggets." Soujin knew it was inappropriate to speak to children in this manner, but she did it anyway. She felt much better after she purged her feelings.

Rose sat in the living room of Soujin's mother's home. She was wearing her coat and she had her backpack strapped to her back. She stared down at the floor when Soujin walked in.

"Hey little sparkly diamond. What do you say we say a quick good bye to your grandparents and then hit the ice-cream shop before I take you back to your Dads?" Soujin smiled.

"What did they mean when they said I was a freak, Auntie? Why don't I have a Mom?" Rose looked at Soujin.

Soujin was not prepared to give those type of answers to little Rose. Nor did she feel it was her place. She leaned down next to Rose and spoke softly,

"Little one, you'll need to talk to your Dad and your Daddy about this, ok? I can't give you the answers that you need." Soujin said.

"It's because they're gay. Isn't it? That's why he called them freaks?" Rose made a very mature conclusion for someone who was so young.

"Rose. Please. Talk to them about this. It's not my place to…you know what? I do want to say one thing. Your Dad and Daddy are NOT freaks. They are beautiful loving, kind, talented amazing men who adore you. They are two people who are madly in love with each other and madly in love with you. Don't you ever allow anyone to make you think differently." Soujin said firmly. "Now let's get going ok? We need to get you home. They're probably expecting you soon."

"Auntie Soujin? Can I spend the night with you tonight? I can see Dad and Daddy tomorrow." Rose said quietly. She tried to hide her irritation. Rose didn't want to see her Dads. She was feeling angry with them. Right now, Soujin was the only person she wanted.

"Sure, you can my little diamond. I'll call them and let them know, ok?" Soujin looked worried. She needed to prepare Jimin and Jungkook for what was happening.**

Meanwhile Back in Seoul

"Kiss me while I cum," Jimin whispered.

"No, wait for me," Jungkook whispered back. He slid in and out of Jimin with slow methodical strokes.

"Uhhh baby, I can't," Jimin moaned.

"Yes, you can, wait for me," Jungkook demanded while he kissed Jimin's lips.

"Fuck you, I can't. Ohh God, now Bun now," Jimin's voice crescendoed.

"Hold it Jimin," Jungkook moaned as he started his climax.

The domino effect of mutual orgasm somewhat blurred the lines of who actually came first. Jungkook beat his dick into Jimin's slick ass to the point of thunderous clapping that reverberated throughout the room. They sprayed each other with their love liquids and collapsed within their sticky mess. Both of them began giggling uncontrollably for no reason at all.

Jungkook's phone rang causing both of them to jump. Jungkook's dick was still lodged firmly within Jimin. He pulled out and rolled over to retrieve his phone. His demeanor changed drastically when he saw it was Soujin who was calling. He pulled the sheets up over his naked body as high as they would go in an effort to cover himself.

"Hey Soujin. How's Rose? Are you on your way back?" Jungkook asked immediately.

"Hey, she's fine. Rose wants to spend the night with me. Is that ok?" Soujin asked quickly.

Jungkook put his hand over the speaker on his phone and looked at Jimin, "Rose wants to spend the night with Soujin. Are you ok with that? I know you want to see her."

"I'm – ok. I can see her tomorrow. But is everything ok, we spoke this morning. She was really excited about seeing me." Jimin said sadly.

"Soujin, is Rose ok?" Jungkook asked again.

"I told you she's fine, Kookles. Would you like to speak to her?" Soujin said.

"Yep. Put her on please." Jungkook sat up in the bed.

"Hello." Rose seemed sad.

"Hi Baby. Is everything ok? You sound so sad." Jungkook said.

"Hi Dad, I'm ok. I just want to hang out with Auntie Soujin tonight and do girl stuff." Jungkook was a little hurt by her remark, "I can do fun girl stuff too," he said with a slightly maudlin voice.

"I know, but you're not really a GIRL, are you." Rose stated with a slight bite in her tone. "Where's Daddy?"

"He's right here. He made it home safely." Jungkook passed the phone to Jimin.

"Hi Rosie. Are you ok, baby?" Jimin asked sweetly.

"Hi Daddy. I want to see you but is it ok if I spend the night with Auntie Soujin and come see you first thing in the morning? I missed you Daddy. I love you Daddy." Rose went into her baby voice while speaking with her Daddy Jimin.

"Yes honey. I can wait until morning. Daddy loves you too. Bye-Bye." Jimin kissed her over the phone.

He disconnected and handed the phone back to Jungkook. Both he and Jungkook could sense that something was off. Their little girl Rose was a very happy soul. Even though she said she was fine, something in her voice was concerning to them.

"What do you think that's about?" Jungkook said.

"I don't know. I hope that it's nothing more than our little girl is just growing up and likes to be with her God mother. I am happy to have Soujin because at the end of the day, we are dudes and sometimes she may need a little more softness than we can provide." Jimin said thoughtfully.

"Softness? And Soujin is what comes to mind when you think of softness? Yeah, not so much babe." Jungkook laughed.

"She's been a great God mother to Rosie. You have to admit. I never thought she had it in her to be this competent as a God parent." Jimin complimented Soujin.

"She's been great. And yes, she is very helpful when it comes to girl stuff. I imagine things will only get more complicated as Rose gets older. That whole menstruation thing - we're going to need help with that." Jungkook looked very worried.

"Don't worry. We have our Moms and Soujin and a library full of books. We'll get through it." Jimin laughed and slapped Jungkook on his chest. "Well, it looks like we suddenly have the rest of the night to ourselves. What should we do?"

Jungkook pushed the sheets away to reveal his naked body and then rolled on top of Jimin. He lifted both of Jimin's arms above his head and kissed the aging bullet wound in his shoulder.

"Well, we can start by adding more fucks to my shopping cart." Jungkook laughed and gently massaged Jimin's balls.

"Didn't you mention something about - a closet?" Jimin looked at Jungkook and smirked and winked.**

Meanwhile Soujin's Apartment in Seoul

Rose and Soujin plopped down on the couch.

"You were very quiet in the car. Want to talk about it?" Soujin said timidly to Rose.

"No, thank you" Rose said. Rose played with her fingers.

Soujin knew she had to do something to lift Rose's spirits.

"Rosie, those kids were dumb-as – I mean, those kids were awful. They were bullies. I don't want you to pay any attention to the awful things they said. Ok? Listen. Your Dad's new single is out and it's a bop. Jungkook is a really great singer. What do say we have a dance party?" Soujin used her index finger to poke Rose in the side of her stomach.

Rose held her giggle. A quick smile flashed across her face before she composed herself and reclaimed her melancholy. Soujin poked her again, and then again, and then launched into a full tickle session. Rose roared with laughter. Soujin hit the button on her Bluetooth and began blasting Jungkook's new unreleased single. She and Rose jumped up and started to dance. They listened to the song ten times in a row and danced hard until they were tired and sweaty. They collapsed on the couch again.

"Rose? I've been thinking. You would look totally fierce with pink hair.

"PINK!! Auntie Soujin really? I LOVE PINK!" Rose clapped her hands and grinned.

"Hmm, fuchsia or cotton candy?" Soujin studied Rose's cheeks trying to decipher which pink would best match her skin tone.

"Cotton candy. COTTON CANDY!" Rose screamed.

"Cotton candy it is. Let's order some pizza, grab the peroxide and GO." Soujin dialed the pizza restaurant to place her order. Soujin, who had become much more conservative since getting engaged to Seokjin, still had orange tips at the ends of her long wavy black hair.

"Auntie wait." Rose had a moment of reflection. Will Daddy and Dad get angry about my hair being pink? Dad really likes it black."

Soujin dismissed Rose's concerns, "Are you kidding? They'll love it. I happen to know for a fact that once upon a time, your Daddy's hair was cotton candy pink. That's how I know it'll look good on you."

"What? Daddy had pink hair?" Rose's eyes widened and she looked at Soujin in disbelief.

"Yes, and your Dad had cherry red hair, even purple. They both did." Soujin told all of the secrets of her two best friends, "Want to see pictures?"

Rose clapped her hands together and smiled, her huge dimples imposing into her cheeks, "YES, VERY MUCH, YES!"

Rose fell to the floor, much like her father, in uncontrollable laughter when she saw the pictures of her much younger Dads with rainbow colored hair. She stared lovingly at Soujin's computer, swiping through pictures and video on YouTube.

"I'm surprised they never showed you these before," Soujin said. Just as she spoke, her phone rang. Her face lit up when she saw the caller ID.

Rose looked at the phone and smiled too. She said in a teasing tone, "Uncle Seokjin is caaaaaaalling." She then made kissy noises directed at Soujin.

Soujin excused herself to her bedroom to take the phone call. She and Jin hadn't seen each other in weeks and she didn't want Rose to hear them pining for each other.

Rose continued flipping through the choices on YouTube. While Soujin and her fiancé spoke on the phone, she watched video after video of her Dads. Her mind filled with curiosity. Her Dads seemed to have known each other since they were just a few years older than she was. She watched in amazement at their dancing and singing. Even though she was only seven years old, she could tell that her parents were – special. She laughed at her uncles Tae, Hoseok, Seokjin, Yoongi and Namjoon.

"Whoaaaa!" Rose uttered quietly to herself. She popped up from her chair and began dancing with her Dads and her Uncles. She picked up the choreography almost flawlessly by watching it only a couple of times. She giggled to herself and continued flipping through video.

Suddenly, she came across a video talking about HER and how she was born. The video was a compilation of articles about her birth. Rose was an avid reader, but many of the words were too complicated for her to understand. But one phrase stood out from the rest, "The child's mother was an unknown donor."

Rose repeated the words, "mother", "unknown donor" to herself several times. She heard Soujin's footsteps coming down the hall. She quickly shut the computer down and moved back over to the couch.

"OK, my little diamond," Soujin was suddenly in a fabulous mood, "sorry for the interruptions, what do you say we get that hair dyed?" Soujin laughed, a little too jovially for the situation.

Soujin, after talking to Jin, decided against peroxiding Rose's entire head. Jin was sure that her Dads would object to that approach. She decided instead to use just a light cornstarch technique. This way the pink would be vibrant but not permanent, just in case her Dads didn't like it.

Rose and Soujin danced, laughed and ate pizza while the cornstarch dye seeped into the follicles of her black hair. Rose sat on the floor with a towel wrapped around her head while she awaited her results.

"Ok, pizza was good but I want more junk food, I'm going to make some popcorn." Soujin excused herself and walked into her kitchen. She placed a bag of popcorn in the microwave and began to hum lightly to herself. She turned around only to be startled by Rose who was standing behind her staring.

"EHHHH, you scared me!" Soujin yelled at Rose. She laughed at herself.

"Auntie Soujin?" Rose looked serious and Soujin didn't like it. "Are you my Mom? Are you the unknown donor?" Rose asked.

Soujin was completely caught off guard by Rose. She, Jimin and Jungkook had never really addressed how they would handle this type of inquiry. It was a failure on their parts not to anticipate that a child as bright as Rose would ask this one basic question.

"Unknown donor? Rosie what have you been reading? Rosie, Rosie, you have to spoken to your Dads about this? I'm not the person who can answer this for you." Soujin tried to deflect.

"You can answer. Please." Rose glared at Soujin with a soft pleading in her eyes.

Soujin knew she couldn't blow this off. Rose was determined. She thought quickly about how to answer Rose without venturing too far into Jimin and Jungkook's territory.

"I am your God mother. So, in a way, I am like a Mom. I am not the unknown donor. You and I are not related by blood. But Jimin and Jungkook are your true Parents. I am just an…extra…a backup. Understand?" Soujin was satisfied that her answer was vague yet proficient.

"My Dads said that you carried me in your stomach." Rose said, confused.

"I did," Soujin said as she swore a string of profanities silently in her head, "but, I am not the donor. Enough of this sweetheart, it��s time to wash the color out. Let's go to the sink." Soujin hoped that the reveal of Rose's new fabulous pink hair would be enough for her to completely forget all about the line of questioning regarding her parentage.

Soujin removed the towel to reveal a vibrant pink hue where Rose's previous black hair had been. She washed out the excess color and blew it dry with her blow dryer. She added a few curls and placed Rose in front of the mirror for the reveal.

"You ready diamond?" Soujin said.

"Ready." Rose's dimples arrived before her smile had even settled.

"Taa-daaaaa!" Soujin spun Rose around to see herself in the mirror.

Rose let out a shriek of delight, "IT'S BEAUTIFUL AUNTIE SOUJIN. DAD'S GOING TO LOVE IT. I think Daddy may like it too. Ohh thank you so much!" Rose jumped up and wrapped her arms tightly around Soujin.

"I'm so happy that you like it. Now, it's time to get your pajamas on and get you to bed my little sparkly diamond." Soujin scooted Rose towards the spare bathroom.

"Wait, just one more minute please," Rose looked up at Soujin again. "if you're not my Mom, who is?" Rose asked innocently.

"Sweetie, I have to run to the restroom. We can talk when I come back. In the meantime, go take your bath and get your pajamas on ok?" Soujin grinned a silly grin and ran immediately into her bedroom. She locked herself in her bathroom and had a meltdown.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! Why do I have to be the one who gets this question? What am I supposed to do now? Whew. Breathe Jinny. OooooooK. What to do? What to do? Got it! Call Jimin. Yep. Call Jimin right now!" Soujin quietly yelled to herself. She pulled her phone out of her back pocket.

Jimin's phone vibrated violently on the night stand. The call went unanswered. Jungkook's phone then vibrated just as violently next to Jimin's. The call went unanswered.

Deep from within the hallway closet, Jimin slapped Jungkook's ass. Jungkook held on to the cross rack above them as Jimin licked the space between Jungkook's butt cheeks. The clothes around them and the closed closet door muffled the sound of their ringing cell phones.

Soujin tried several more times to call each phone. No response was received from either. She transferred over to her text:

Soujin to Jimin: I am in the middle of a CRISIS! Your daughter is asking about her MOTHER. Push Jungkook the FUCK off of you and answer your phone!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jimin to Soujin: _

Soujin to Jimin: You two have GOT to get help for your incessant FUCKING! How do I know you're fucking? Because you're always FUCKING! ANSWER THE PHONE!!!!!! You almost missed your daughter's birth because of FUCKING and now you're about to abandon her during her existential crisis because of FUCKING. I HATE YOU TWO!!!!!!

Jimin to Soujin: _

Soujin squeezed her phone so tightly that she formed a dent in the side of her hand where the buttons left an impression in her skin. She paced back and forth. Rose would be out of the tub and back in her face in a matter of minutes. She was on her own and had to figure out what to do.

"You gave birth to this monster. Surely you can answer a few of her questions. I knew she was trouble even in the womb. I knew it." Soujin fussed to herself as she continued to pace. She checked her phone to see if Jimin had texted her back. There was nothing. Soujin paced more. There was a knock from a tiny hand at her bathroom door.

"Auntie Soujin? You in there?" Rose was finished with her bath. She was wearing the spare pair of Kookie pajamas that Soujin kept in the room for her when she visited. Her bright pink hair hung low over her shoulders. Her sweet dimples greeted Soujin as she opened the door.

"Hi baby, that was fast. How about we go get that popcorn. It's probably cold now. And then we can watch your favorite movie. If you still want to talk after that, then we can talk." Soujin tried to stall.

Soujin was able to stall for another hour and a half. She constantly checked her phone, hoping that Jimin or Jungkook would text or call. When the movie was over, Rose resumed her invasive interrogation as if no time had passed at all.

"Why won't you tell me?" Rose was VERY much like her daddy. She had the ability to see through people's emotions and understand what they were feeling. She knew how to break down barriers through the manipulation of words. "You know. Don't you?" She stared at Soujin.

Soujin exhaled uncomfortably. She had no choice but to deal with this. "Sit down Rose." Soujin had no idea what to say. She honestly didn't know the answers to Rose's questions.

There was a loud knock at the door. Both Soujin and Rose jumped. Soujin rushed to the front of her apartment to see who was calling at this hour. She hadn't even reached the door when Jimin came bursting through with Jungkook trailing directly behind him. He had used his key to let himself into her apartment.

"Rose? Baby," Jimin said as he came into the room. Both Jimin and Jungkook kneeled down. Rose came running to both of them and grabbed them both tightly. She let go of Jungkook to focus her hug on Jimin.

"DADDY! I missed you Daddy. Welcome home. What are you doing here? I thought you said I could stay the night?" She gushed.

Jimin began to speak but his speech was arrested by the shock of Rose's bright cotton candy pink hair.

"What the…? What happened to your hair?" Jimin said angrily. "Soujin why is my daughter's hair pink?"

Jungkook smiled and exclaimed, "Cool Rosie."

Jimin shot him a look of admonishment. Jungkook stifled his smile and replaced it with an artificial frown and a disapproving nod. He waited until Jimin turned back around and then shot Rose the thumbs up. He gave her a high five and mouthed the words, "It's so cool."

"Thank God you're here." Soujin said. "I think our little Rose needs you."

"We got your text. Sorry we're late. We were...," Jimin cleared his throat, "doing laundry." Jungkook looked away uncomfortably and stared at a painting on Soujin's wall.

"Why did you call them here Auntie Soujin?" Rose asked.

"That doesn't matter now baby. Go get your things. We're taking you home. I think we need to talk." Jimin said kindly.

"Ok Daddy." Rose disappeared down the hall into the spare bedroom to gather her belongings.

"What the hell is going on? And why is her hair pink?" Jimin turned on Soujin immediately after Rose left the room.

"There was an incident in Busan today. A bunch of bullies ganged up on her to tease her about having two Dads and no Mom. She really took it hard. That prompted her to start asking a bunch of questions about her REAL mother. Guys, she thinks I'm her Mom. I tried to explain, but it's a really difficult subject to explain to a seven-year-old. Anyway, she is demanding to know who her Mom is. And her hair is pink because I was trying to do something to cheer her up. She's been down all day. The stupid asshole kids even abandoned her during hide and seek. She's had a shitty day and now this. I'm tapping out, you guys take it from here." Soujin blew out a puff of air and sat in a chair near the kitchen.

"Oh God, my poor baby," Jungkook said, holding back tears.

Rose came back into the room. It seemed like just seeing her two Dads lifted her spirits. Jungkook knelt down again and Rose ran into his arms. He picked her up to carry her home.

"Soujin, thank you. We appreciate everything you did for her today. I am not happy about the hair, but I guess we can talk about that later. Goodnight. Jimin kissed Soujin on the cheek. Jungkook followed and took up the other cheek. Rose gave her a high five and threw up two fingers into a peace sign as they walked through the door.

"Byeeeeeeeeee, love you." Rose said on her way out.

Jungkook shifted position and threw Rose on his back piggy-back style and carried her the short distance home. Jimin walked beside them, full of anxiousness over what he was going to say.

Throughout their walk home, Rose told them all about the mean kids she met in Busan. Both Jimin and Jungkook couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt for the situation Rose was facing. They tried to prepare her through the years to be accepting and understanding of the unique circumstances of her family. But nothing could prepare her for the cruel world of closed minded ignorance that she would endure. They knew they had to answer her questions as best they could. They would need to continue to teach her how to fortify hear heart to defend herself from the cruelty of the world.

Jimin and Jungkook had planned for this day for years. It had been decided long ago that Jimin would be the one to tell her. She would learn from Jimin that he was her Bio dad. She always had a special bond with him, so it would come as no surprise that his blood ran through her veins. The tough part was going to be explaining to Rose why she had no mother.

The guys arrived home. Jungkook carried her directly to her bed and tucked her in. Jimin followed closely behind them.

Jimin stood in the hall for a moment, preparing himself. Jungkook stepped out of Rose's room and spoke to Jimin,

"You ok? You got this? I'm right here, ok? We're in this together – BAAM." Jungkook joked. The joke relieved some of Jimin's tension, but not enough. He laughed and punched Jungkook lightly in the shoulder. They both stepped back into Rose's room.

Jungkook sat on the right side of Rose's bed while Jimin sat on the left. She looked back and forth at the faces of both her dads, waiting to see who was going to spill first. Jungkook looked at Jimin. Jimin seemed to have trouble finding the right words to say. He stumbled and stuttered. After about five minutes, he still had not congregated a single cogent sentence to provide for Rose.

Tears began to swell in Jimin's eyes. This was completely unlike him. Jungkook sat watching him, in complete disbelief. Of all of the times for Jimin to stumble and not be able to communicate, now was the worst possible time. This was easily one of the most critically defining moments in his daughter's life, yet his husband had stage fright. For some reason, the two moonchildren couldn't speak to each other.

Jungkook held Jimin's hand above Rose's pillow. He gave Jimin a slight smile and caught his tear before it traveled down his cheek. Jungkook nodded at Jimin. No words were needed, he knew what he had to do.

"Rosie, we don't know who your mother is because we never met her. We only used her DNA. You remember what DNA is from learning about it in school right?

"Yes." Rose said.

"Well, we took her DNA and mixed it with Daddy's DNA and that's how we made you. Auntie Soujin was kind enough to carry you to allow you to grow inside her belly. And voila, that is how you were born. So, although you don't have a Mom, you do have a Dad and a Daddy and a ton of Uncles and grandparents and cousins and a God mother. We all love you so much. You are not any less than any other person in this world. You are just as special. NO, you are more special to us. Do you understand?

Rose nodded her head. Jungkook could tell that she was still confused.

"Baby, you can ask us questions. Ask us anything. We promise to tell you the truth." Jungkook said. Jimin was still silent.

"You only said Daddy's DNA. What about yours' Dad? It's in me too. Right? I dance just like you. And we both love to do hair. I even have your smile and your sense of humor. Right?" Rose said. Jimin started to sob. Jungkook squeezed his hand lovingly.

"Rosie. We are bonded through our hearts. Not through our blood. None of that matters. I love you just as much as your Daddy." Jungkook smiled and attempted to comfort Rose. Her lower lip began to quiver.

"But if I don't have your DNA or your blood, it means…you're not my Dad?" Rose said through eyes full of tears. Rose was much more accepting of the fact that she had no mother than she was of Jungkook not being her biological father.

"What? Of course, I'm your Dad. Oh Rose, I will always be your Dad. Blood only made you, but heart is what keeps you. We're a family. Do you understand? Rose tell me that you understand." Jungkook said.

"I don't understand." Rose balled.

Jimin cried even harder. Jungkook, typically the most emotional of the entire group, was the only one who maintained his composure.

Jimin never in his wildest nightmares imagined how difficult it would be to tell Rose that Jungkook was not her biological father. He openly cried, despite his best efforts to be strong for his daughter. He could see that she was not understanding. He could see that she didn't like what she was hearing. He could see that her heart was in knots.

"Can you guys please leave? I'm sleepy now." Rose said with a small tiny voice.

Jungkook wanted to push further to make sure that Rose understood and accepted what he was telling her, but Jimin intervened and insisted they leave to allow Rose to get some sleep.

"We love you Rose. Remember that. Both of us LOVE you," Jimin said as he kissed her goodnight.

Jungkook went to kiss Rose goodnight also, but she turned her head and faced away from him. Jungkook kissed his two finger and rubbed them on Rose's cheek.

They left Rose's room. Jimin collapsed in Jungkook's arms.

"I'm so sorry. She'll get it over. Please don't hold it against her. She-she doesn't know what she's doing. She's confused Jungkook." Jimin pleaded unnecessarily with Jungkook.

"Jimin. Baby. It's ok. I've been preparing for this day for seven years. I pretty much knew what to expect. Yes, she will get over it and probably very quickly. She's seven, all we gotta do is buy her a new doll and give her some ice-cream, she'll move on. But I need you to promise me that YOU'LL be ok." Jungkook laughed heartily and kissed Jimin all over his face.

"I love you so much." Jimin smiled.

"I know." Jungkook said accordingly.

The next morning, Rose awoke to a huge breakfast spread. Jungkook had gone out of his way to make sure that he prepared all of Rose's favorites. Jimin sat at the table, reading a large book on child psychology. Rose ran up to him and gave him a big kiss. She sat at the table next to him.

"Morning Daddy," she said flatly.

"Good Morning Rosie." Jimin replied. He winced slightly and frowned at the sight of her blatantly pink hair.

Rose did not speak to Jungkook.

"So, Dad made all of your favorites for breakfast today. Aren't you going to thank him and give him a big hug?" Jimin tried to entice Rose to show emotion towards her Dad.

"Thank You Jungkook," Rose said, flatly.

"ROSE." He has been your father for seven years, you will NOT call him Jungkook.

Rose looked up at Jungkook, "Thank You – Dude."

Before Jimin could react, Rose hopped up from the table and said, "I'm not hungry. Besides, I need to get ready for Karate. Daddy, can you take me?"

"I'm taking you Rosie. I always take you. Besides, your Daddy still can't drive." Jungkook laughed and gestured towards Jimin.

"I can so drive." Jimin protested.

"Not well, baby. Not well." Jungkook laughed.

"Daddy?" Rose didn't find the conversation humorous. She looked at Jimin, again ignoring Jungkook.

"Dad and I will both drive you. Ok?" Jimin said.

Rose left the kitchen and headed to her room to get dressed for her karate class.

"I'm sorry babe. I guess she's still got some healing to do." Jimin said.

"I'm willing to wait forever," Jungkook said. "However, I am pissed that I cooked all of this food for nothing."

Just then, Rose hustled back into the kitchen without speaking to anyone. She grabbed a bowl full of eggs, two waffles, five pieces of bacon and a glass of juice. Jimin and Jungkook watched silently as she gathered her troth of food and disappeared back into her room.

"Are you sure she isn't mine?" Jungkook said as he and Jimin both laughed heartily. **

Rose sat in the backseat of Jungkook's car, staring at her tablet. Despite her Parent's attempts to engage her in conversation, she only responded with simple answers.

"Rose, talk to us. Tell us what you're feeling." Jungkook said patiently.

"I dunno." Rose responded.

"Are you sad, baby." Jimin asked.

"I dunno." Rose responded.

"Do you understand that we love you and nothing has changed?" Jungkook asked.

"I dunno." Rose responded.

"Do Cheerios fall from the sky on Tuesdays?" Jimin asked.

"I dunno." Rose responded.

"This isn't going well." Jimin whispered to Jungkook.

"I think she needs more time. Let's give it to her." Jungkook whispered back.

Jungkook pulled up to the front of the karate studio. Rose grabbed her bag and jumped out of the car without speaking to either of her parents.

"Good luck on your belt test today!" Jungkook yelled before she slammed the car door and ran toward the entrance. Rose paused for a Moment. Her every instinct was to run back and hug her Dad. He was always her biggest fan when it came to karate. But she stubbornly fought the urge and continued running inside. She didn't look back at her Dad or her Daddy.**

Rose crinkled her nose and stared at the wooden board. She stood back in her ready stance. She bit her bottom lip and launched her leg at the board. Nothing. Her foot hit the board square in the middle but the power from her little foot was not enough to even crack an inch in the thick piece of wood.

Her Sensei, Cynthia, yelled, "Again. Pull from you core. Transfer that energy from your core through your leg. Use your power Rose."

Rose stood back into her ready stance and launched her leg again.

"Wait Rose. Your stance isn't correct." Cynthia stood behind Rose and corrected her posture. "Remember feet shoulder length apart, toes facing in, knees slightly bent. Pull from you core baby. Your core." Cynthia smiled at Rose. "You can do it. Let me hear you yell."

Rose held her stance as well as she could. Cynthia helped her get set and picked up the board again holding it in front of Rose. Rose focused. She launched her leg forward and kicked the board again. She immediately drew her foot back in pain.

"Ooooooow, ow, ow, ouch." Rose began to cry large alligator tears. "I can't do it. I can't do it. I'm not strong enough. It's too hard. I'm too small." Rose let out a heart-breaking sob. "If Jungkook was my dad, I would be strong enough. But Jimin's my dad and I'm not strong. I'm too small. I don't have Jungkook's blood." Rose muttered incoherently about her Dads. She hopped to a small bench on the side of the training mat and cried like the child she was.

Cynthia knew instantly that this outburst was much more about Rose's family life than it was her karate lesson. One of the things that made Cynthia such a successful karate teacher was that she prided herself in training up the whole body, mind, spirit and soul. Not only did she teach physical toughness as their Sensei, but she also taught mental toughness. Rose, in Cynthia's opinion, was well over due for a lesson in mental toughness. She walked over to where Rose was sitting and leaned down on one knee.

"Let me see your foot sweetheart." Cynthia said.

"Sensei, I think it's broken." Rose exaggerated.

"Rose, I barely see a scratch. Wiggle your toes for me." Cynthia asked.

Rose wiggled her toes. She flexed them forward and backwards and even balled them up.

"Nothing is broken my Rosie. Now that we've got that out of the way. Let's talk a little. So, I'm guessing you found out some news about your Dads?"

Rose was hesitant to share her news. Cynthia prodded a little,

"How long have you known me Rose?" She said.

"Three years, since I was four years old and you first became my karate teacher." Rose said reluctantly.

"Correct. And I have known your Dads even longer than that. Tell me what's bothering you. I may be able to help. Do you trust me?" Cynthia looked directly into Rose's eyes.

Rose released her secret. She held her head down and fought back more tears.

"Jungkook, he's not my real dad and I don't have a Mom and everyone thinks we're freaks." Rose unloaded her problems into Cynthia's lap. Cynthia felt honored knowing that Rose trusted her with this type of sensitive information.

Cynthia sat on the bench next to Rose, "Rose. Did you know that there are millions of kids around the world that don't have a mother or a father? You are very lucky to have not one but TWO dads who love you very much. Plus, you've got Soujin and your grandparents. Do you not feel their love?"

"Really Sensei? Some kids don't have Moms or Dads?" Rose was intrigued.

"Yes. Anyone who calls you names because you don't have a Mom is really a person who doesn't love themselves. They are jealous of the love you have. You are a very lucky young lady." Cynthia emphasized.

"I am?" Rose shined a bit.

"Not only do you have two Dads, they are two world famous Dads. Do you have any idea how famous your two Fathers are?" Cynthia tried to explain.

"People scream for us a lot; like girls and stuff. They clap for us too. That's kinda' weird. And they both get called sexy. I have NO IDEA what that means." Rose laughed.

"Don't worry about that last one." Cynthia looked around slightly uncomfortable. "Tell me Rose, why does it bother you that Jungkook doesn't share your blood? He's still your Dad." Cynthia asked.

Rose paused. She had a pained expression on her face that broke Cynthia's heart. She spoke her peace,

"If I don't have his blood, then," Rose paused again for a long time, "he can leave me because he can stop loving me. If I don't have his blood then I am no different from any other kid. What if he finds another kid that he likes better?" Rose drowned herself in tears. She cried hard with emotion that could only be matched by Jungkook himself.

Cynthia gave Rose a gentle hug with a tight squeeze. "Oh sweetheart. It doesn't work that way. Jungkook is your father in every way that counts. He legally adopted you and everything. That means that no one can ever take him away from you because the law protects both of you so you can stay together forever. He will NEVER leave you for another kid. And I have another little secret to tell you. I knew that Jungkook wasn't your biological Dad."

"You knew? How?" Rose was enchanted with Cynthia's information.

"I knew them when you were born. I know your entire family. I've known your Dads for a very long time. In fact, I used to be Jimin's assistant karate teacher. I love them both very much." Cynthia pulled a little closer to Rose, "I have another secret for you too. Technically, you and Jungkook do share the same blood."

"We do?" Rose's mind was blown. She looked at Cynthia skeptically. But Dad told me himself, that his DNA didn't go into the pot when they were baking me up.

"Correct, it didn't. But you share the same blood in a different way. A very special way. You see when your Dads were younger, your Dad was hurt very badly and he lost almost all of his blood. Well your Daddy gave him some of his blood to help him live."

"Really? How did they do that?" Rose said, full of excitement now.

"Needles and stuff, it was gross. But anyway, YES, you have your Daddy's blood AND your Dad has your Daddy's blood. Both of you have the same blood running through your veins." Cynthia stretched the boundaries of her analysis just a bit for the benefit of healing Rose's heart, but technically, she was medically accurate in her assessment.

"Wow! I didn't know that? Why didn't Dad or Daddy tell me?" Rose said.

"I don't think they wanted you to know that your Dad was injured. They didn't want you to worry since it was such a long time ago." Cynthia explained. "Now, there is something else that we need to discuss, and this is very important. Why do you think you are weak because Jimin is you Daddy?"

"Jungkook is just so strong. He's always carrying Daddy around the house and he can lift furniture and stuff. He carries me on his shoulders all the time and doesn't even feel it. I saw him lift the couch with one arm. He's really tall and he's like Superman. But Daddy is just…so small. I'm small too, plus I'm a girl so I can't be strong like Dad Jungkook." Rose said.

"My sweetheart. Being strong has nothing to do with being big. It's all about skill and training and knowing how to harness your power. Did you know that your Daddy is a higher grade black belt than your Dad?"

"No. Daddy is a black belt?" Rose was incredulous. "It's like I don't even know those two!" She put her hand next to her head and made an explosion sound.

"Yes, your Daddy was one of the best there was. He had power, skill and patience. He could beat anyone in any match. He specialized in sword fighting. He was incredible. He still is. And guess what? He started it all when he was even smaller and younger than you are now."

Cynthia gushed over her former student and said, "In fact, let me show you something."

Cynthia retrieved her phone from a bag underneath the bench. She typed in some key words and pulled up an old YouTube video. The video was of Jimin on stage performing karate tricks. Rose watched with great interest. But there was one trick in particular that caught her attention. She watched as Jimin, dressed in a royal blue gi, launched himself into the air, driving his foot down into a thick wooden board and breaking it.

Rose's eyes were so big, that Cynthia could see her full eyeballs. Rose watched her Daddy in amazement. As soon as the board shattered, Rose stood up screaming, giving him a standing ovation.

"Look at my Daddy! He did it. He broke the board with only one try. My Daddy!" She screamed. She continued watching. "Is that Dad?" She looked at Cynthia for confirmation.

"It is. Jungkook performed that also. But notice, he doesn't do the board trick." Cynthia stated mysteriously.

"Well why?" asked Rose.

"Because he couldn't break the board. He didn't yet have the skill. Now, of course he can now, but back then, only Daddy Jimin had the skill – despite his size. And guess what. YOU have the skill too. That's why you can't give up Rose. I NEVER want to hear you say, you can't do something because you are a girl or you are too small. You can do anything you want to do.

Let me tell you a quick story. People used to tell me that I couldn't become a karate teacher because I was a woman. But look at me know. I am one of the most popular teachers in South Korea. I was hired out of the UK and requested to come here to train Jimin and a few other students. I never let anyone stop me from achieving my dreams. Age doesn't matter, gender doesn't matter, size doesn't matter. You can do it if you WANT to do it." Cynthia pinched Rose lightly on her cheek.

Rose was pensive for a few Moments. "Sensei, can I watch the video again."

Rose watched the video at least five more times. She studied her Daddy's technique. She watched his stance and his foot position. Finally, she stood up and faced her Sensei.

"I really can do this huh?" Rose said.

"You really can." Cynthia responded definitively.

"OK, here goes nothing." Rose readied herself in her stance again. Cynthia picked up the board that had defeated Rose so many times prior. She held it steady in front of her.

"Remember your stance, pull from your core, harness your power, use your skill and technique and break this board." Cynthia almost demanded that Rose succeed.

Rose smiled as she thought about her Daddy and his tiny stature shattering the board to pieces. She took a deep breath, aimed and yelled with all of her might, "YAAAAAA!"

SNAP! The board cracked into two even sized pieces that separated in Cynthia's hands. Rose screamed and pumped her fist in the air.

"I did it! I did it just like Daddy!" She screamed as she ran around the karate studio.

Cynthia was so proud. She hugged Rose and congratulated her. She removed Rose's old yellow belt and replaced it with a Green one. Rose blushed as she looked down at her new trophy.

"Dad and Daddy are going to be so proud of me. Now if I can just get them to let me keep my new pink hair, this will be the best day EVER!" Rose skipped around the studio one more time.

"What do you mean let you keep it? After all of the crazy colors they've had over the years, I am surprised they even noticed." Cynthia laughed jokingly.

"Daddy doesn't like it. Dad does, but he's always been the coolest one." Rose smiled at the thought of Jungkook giving her the thumbs up when he first saw her cotton candy pink locks. "You mean they had many different colors? How many? I thought just one or two."

"Noooo. Now, your Dad didn't change his hair much. He had blond, red, some purples, and a little pink, but for the most part, he kept his hair a beautiful chocolate color. Your daddy on the other hand. Well let's just say, there isn't a single color he didn't try. Teal blue, navy blue, grey, blond, pink, red, I think there was even an orange. Here let me show you."

Cynthia pulled a YouTube video that expressly focused on all of the different colors that Jimin's hair had been through the years.

"Why is he mad at me for having pink hair, when his was teal blue? That's not fair. I think I will talk to him about this." Rose laughed hysterically. Her smile had returned and she was happy once again all because of her Sensei.**

"We have to stop," Jimin said.

"Why? Why do we have to stop?" Jungkook said.

"It's time to pick up Rose." Jimin said as he kissed Jungkook again on the lips.

"We still have twenty minutes before we have to leave." Jungkook said as he burrowed into Jimin's neck. "GOD, your neck. I just want to run my tongue up and down it." Jungkook giggled.

"Aren't you the least bit worried about your daughter going through this crisis?" Jimin said, trying to keep the subject on Rose.

"The least bit, Yes. A lot of bits, No." Jungkook ran his tongue down Jimin's neck again, leaving a wet slick trail.

"You're not taking this seriously Jungkookie." Jimin closed his eyes. He pressed Jungkook's tongue more firmly against his neck, but chastised him for being distracted at the same time. He slipped his hands down the back of Jungkook's jeans to rub his bare bottom.

"Just because I want to make out with my hot husband doesn't mean that I can't be worried about my little girl. Besides, you heard what the therapist said. At her core, Rose is a very happy little girl. She had some trauma because of the bullying and then subsequent shock over the news of how she was conceived. But she will get over it. Her feelings will moderate and she'll be back to normal. We really don't need to blow it out of proportion. Now come here and let me eat your earlobes." Jungkook giggled, sounding a lot like Rose.

Jimin and Jungkook fooled around for the full span of twenty minutes and then headed out to pick up Rose.

"I hope she passed her belt test," Jungkook said sounding worried.

"She wasn't in the best mood. I hope it didn't affect her, you know?" Jimin responded.

"We'll find out soon enough. Jungkook parked outside of the karate studio to wait for Rose. He got out of the truck and stood in front waiting to greet her. No matter what the outcome, he was going to praise her and give her all of the love in the world. Jimin stood back next to the passenger door.

"Here she comes," Jungkook said calmly. His heart was pounding furiously as he surveyed her body to get a read on her mood. He squinted as he watched her exit the studio. "Ok, she's coming out, I see her…," Jungkook paused to get a good look,

"WITH A NEW GREEN BELT!" He screamed. Rose and Jungkook ran towards each other at full speed. Rose skipped that last few steps and launched herself full throttle through the air into Jungkook's arms. Jungkook scooped her up and twirled her around in circles.

"I did it Dad. I did it." Rose screamed. She wrapped her little arms around Jungkook's neck and squeezed as tightly as she could with her dimples on display for the world to see.

"I am so proud of you Rosie. I knew you would do it." Jungkook squeezed her back and kissed her cheek right in the dimpled spot. He tucked her under his arm like a football and ran back to where Jimin was standing near the truck. He dropped her to her feet in front of Jimin.

"I am so proud of you," said Jimin delicately. Rose could tell that her Daddy was proud of her for more than just her promotion to green belt. She hugged him.

"I love you Daddy." Rose said. She pulled Jimin down to her mouth and whispered into his ear, "I know about Dad's blood. He's just like me. You gave us all of your DNA Daddy. Thank you." Rose said inexplicably. Jimin nodded even though he had no idea what she was talking about.

She left Jimin and ran around to the other side of the truck to hug Jungkook, "I love you too Dad. I'm sorry I was so mean to you. I was scared that if we didn't share the same blood, you might leave me for another kid you liked better." Rose confessed.

"There is no better kid. You are the absolute best the world has to offer. I am proud to be your Dad and I will never leave you. I told you, we are bonded by our hearts not our blood. I will be here Forever.

"Forever?" Rose asked.

"Forever." Jungkook repeated.

"Together?" Jimin asked as he joined them in their hug.

"Together." They all repeated in unison.

"Daddy?" Rose broke the moment and destroyed what should have been a perfect ending, "I think I should be able to keep my pink hair because your used to be blue."

"Wait, how did you know that?" Jimin complained. "That was a different time and it was req…," Jimin didn't finish.

"Blah-blah-blah," Rose interrupted.

"Rose, listen, back then HB studios insist…,"

"Blahhhhhh-Blah-Blah-Blah," Rose giggled, interrupting again.

Jungkook clapped his hands in pure joy, "I LOVED the teal blue era," he added.

"You're supposed to be on MY side," Jimin snarled at Jungkook through gritted teeth.

Jungkook fell in line with Jimin and looked around disapprovingly. He walked behind Jimin and once again gave Rose the thumbs up, then mouthed, "Teal blue was GORGEOUS."

"Now Rose, do…," Jimin tried

"Blah," Rose

"We understa…," Jimin tried again.

Blah-BLLLLLAAAAHHHH," Rose

"Rose stop I…," Jimin tried a third time

"Blaa," Rose teased, interrupting again.

"Ro…," Jimin grew irritated.

"Bl," Rose interrupted a final time. She laughed so hard that she fell over onto Jungkook. Jungkook leaned over and slapped his knee laughing with her.

"That's it. No more hanging out with Auntie Soujin!" Jimin yelled. He picked Rose up and covered her face with kisses and buckled her into the backseat. He kissed Jungkook and buckled him into the driver's seat. He walked over to his side of the truck and buckled himself in.

They drove toward the Sun as it set behind the skyline of the city of Seoul.

THE END