As the years gently passed, Taehyung blossomed into a lively three-year-old. He had begun to form a few coherent words, though some of his attempts still came out as adorable mispronunciations.

Jeongukk, ever the patient guardian, was always quick to respond to Taehyung’s desires.

His motto, a tender declaration of love, reverberated in their home: “Whatever my Bambi wants, he gets.”

Taehyung’s curiosity had also flourished; his little mind buzzed with questions that ranged from whimsical to profound.

At this moment, Jeongukk emerged from the bathroom, droplets of water cascading from his damp hair and glistening on his skin.

Wrapped in a soft towel that clung just below his waist, he made his way to the closet, the scent of shampoo lingering in the air around him.

He rummaged through his drawer, selecting a snug pair of boxers before heading back to the bed.

“Dada,” Taehyung called out in his small, delicate voice, his wide eyes sparkling with innocence.

“Yes, baby?” Jeongukk replied, turning his attention to Taehyung, a soft smile spreading across his face.

“What’s this?” Taehyung asked, reaching up to tug gently at the shiny lip piercing that adorned Jeongukk’s lower lip.

“That’s a lip piercing, Bambi,” Jeongukk explained, lovingly stroking Taehyung's tousled hair.

“Does it hwut?” came Taehyung’s innocent question, his brow slightly furrowed.

Jeongukk chuckled softly, shaking his head. “No, Bambi, it doesn’t hurt at all.”

“Okay!” Taehyung said brightly, his little face lighting up with understanding.

After their exchange, Jeongukk slipped off the towel and slipped into the boxers with a fluid motion.

He tossed the damp towel carelessly onto the floor and climbed into bed, allowing his tired body to sink into the soft mattress.

The day had worn him out completely, filled with meetings and endless walking.

A groan escaped his lips as he recalled that he had to return to his company the next day for an important client meeting.

“Dada,” Taehyung’s voice broke through his thoughts as he scrambled onto Jeongukk’s chest, his small frame nestling comfortably against him.

“Yes, Bambi?” Jeongukk inquired, placing a hand tenderly on Taehyung's lower back to assure him of his presence.

“Who was that woman who yelled at you when we walked into the house?” Taehyung asked, genuine curiosity filling his voice.

“She’s no one important, Bambi,” Jeongukk replied softly, gently caressing Taehyung’s cheek, knowing that some things were too complicated to explain to such a young mind.

With that, Jeongukk closed his eyes, allowing the rhythm of his breathing to settle into a calming cadence.

Taehyung, meanwhile, remained wide awake, his eyes filled with wonder as he studied the various piercings that adorned Jeongukk’s face, captivated by their shiny allure.

Taehyung’s petite frame nestled deeper against Jeongukk’s broad chest, seeking warmth as he leaned in closer to examine the intricate details of Jeongukk's face.

The soft moon light cast a gentle glow, accentuating the piercings that adorned Jeongukk’s piercing.

Jeongukk, still heavy with sleep, stirred slightly and cracked open his eyes to see Taehyung peering up at him with a curious sparkle.

"What are you doing, Bambi?" he murmured, his voice thick and drowsy, wrapping the words in a warm haze.

Taehyung delicately tugged at the gleaming silver piercings, his fingers brushing against Jeongukk's skin, sending a shiver of awareness through him.

"I'm looking at your piercings, dada," he replied, his tone soft and gentle, as if unveiling a treasure.

Jeongukk simply sighed contentedly, the sound a low hum that filled the room, a sign of his indulgence in the moment.

"Mhh," he replied, his eyes fluttering closed again, enjoying the affection and the quiet intimacy.

Taehyung leaned in, inching closer to Jeongukk, his heart racing as he caught the glimmer of a piercing on his lips.

Memories flooded back to him—scenes of comfort and intimacy with his Dada, who had playfully encouraged him to suck his pierced nipples.

Curiosity sparked within him, and he found himself wondering about the sensation of that lip piercing against his lips.

With a gentle touch, he pressed his mouth to Jeongukk's, the warmth of their closeness electrifying the air between them.

Taehyung began to softly suck on the cool metal of the piercing, his heart pounding as he noticed Jeongukk’s eyes widen in surprise, a mix of confusion and intrigue painting his expression.

Jeongukk, his voice a gentle whisper as he pulled Taehyung back just enough to create a sliver of space between their lips.

"What are you up to, Bambi?" he asked, his brow furrowed in a mix of curiosity and concern.

Taehyung, with his wide, innocent eyes sparkling with innocence, tilted his head slightly to one side.

"I'm just sucking on the piercing," his tone laced with sweet innocence, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Jeongukk couldn’t help but chuckle gently, but there was a playful seriousness in his voice as he softly admonished, "Bambi, you can't do that."

His words were laced with affection, even as he tried to guide Taehyung toward more appropriate behavior.

Taehyung looked at Jeongukk with teary eyes and wobbly lips. "B-but you always have m-me sucking on you're pierced nipples." He said in a cracked voice.

Jeongukk gently wiped away the tears that streamed down Taehyung's cheeks, his touch soft and comforting.

"Don't cry, Bambi," he whispered tenderly, his voice soothing as he tried to lighten the mood.

As he caressed Taehyung's face with his warm hands, he leaned in closer, his eyes filled with affection.

"If it's what you truly want, then you can do it, okay?" he reassured him, a gentle smile playing on his lips. "But remember, this is our little secret. Don’t tell anyone about this, okay?"

With a giggle that illuminated the moment, Taehyung replied, "Okay, dada," his eyes sparkling with innocence as he accepted Jeongukk's comforting words.

Jeongukk reached for the sleek remote control resting on the table, his fingers gliding over the smooth surface as he pressed the button to dim the lights.

The room was instantly enveloped in a soft, tranquil darkness, allowing him to close his weary eyes once more.

Taehyung, leaning down and pressed his lips gently against Jeongukk's, his mouth capturing the glint of the metal lip piercing.

The sensation sent a thrill through Jeongukk, and he could feel warmth radiating between them.

As their lips were pressed together, Jeongukk mumbled softly against the warmth of Taehyung's mouth, his voice a low murmur.

“Make sure you get some rest, Bambi. We have an important day ahead at my company tomorrow.”

The urgency of his words was softened by the affectionate nickname, a reminder of the bond they shared.

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As the first rays of sunlight crept through the curtains, Jeongukk stirred awake, blinking his sleep-heavy eyes to adjust to the gentle brightness filling the room.

A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he noticed Taehyung, still blissfully asleep, playfully nibbling on his lip piercing.

The warmth of Taehyung’s breath and the touch of his slobber on Jeongukk's face were both amusing and endearing.

Taking a moment, Jeongukk reached out, gently cupping Taehyung's face with his hand and carefully pulling him away.

“Bambi, it's time to wake up,” he murmured affectionately, brushing a thumb along Taehyung's cheek, feeling the softness of his skin.

Slowly, Taehyung blinked open his large, doe-like eyes, a yawn escaping his lips as he stretched like a kitten.

With a smile, Jeongukk slid out of bed and made his way to the bathroom, leading Taehyung with him.

He lifted Taehyung effortlessly, seating him on the cool, smooth surface of the bathroom sink.

Without hesitation, Jeongukk slipped off his boxers, followed by Taehyung’s clothes, revealing their bare skin to the sanctuary of the bathroom.

A playful giggle bubbled up from Taehyung as he pointed curiously at Jeongukk’s exposed length.

“What’s that, dada?” he asked with innocent curiosity.

“That’s my dick,” Jeongukk replied, his cheeks warming slightly, yet a grin tugged at the corners of his mouth.

With a gentle yet firm grip, he lifted Taehyung and stepped into the bathtub.

The warmth of the water enveloped them, creating a comforting cocoon.

Jeongukk settled Taehyung on his stomach in the tub, the water lapping around them as he began carefully washing Taehyung’s skin with a soft sponge.

The routine was familiar and soothing, the playful splashes of water and laughter filling the air.

Once they were both squeaky clean, Jeongukk stepped out of the bathtub.

Water droplets cascading down his body as he dried them both off with a soft, fluffy towel.

He then returned to their shared bedroom, placing a gently towel-dried Taehyung on the bed, where the sheets were still tousled from their night of rest.

Jeongukk walked over to the closet, rummaging through the clothes to find the perfect outfits for himself and Taehyung.

He returned to the bed, where Taehyung sat cross-legged, his hair still damp and messy, looking adorably childlike.

With patience and care, Jeongukk dressed Taehyung in a comfortable yet stylish outfit before finally dressing himself.

Jeongukk gently lifted Taehyung, cradling him against his chest with a protective warmth, as he left the cozy embrace of their bedroom.

Together, they made their way down the staircase, the soft creak of the wooden steps echoing in the quiet house, until they reached the bright, bustling kitchen.

Amidst the warmth of the morning, Bora spoke up, her tone cautious and measured.

“Jeongukk,” she called, her voice barely breaking through the peaceful atmosphere.

However, Jeongukk seemed to brush her words aside, his focus solely on the gleaming fridge.

He opened the door, the cool air wafting out, and reached for a can of Sprite nestled among other beverages.

With a quick flick of his wrist, he popped open the can, the effervescence bubbling up as he raised it to his lips and took a long drink, refreshing and crisp.

Curious eyes blinked up at him. “What’s that, Dada?” Taehyung asked, his small finger poking the side of the can, fascinated by the shiny surface.

“It’s soda, Bambi. Want to try some?” Jeongukk replied, his voice softening as he leaned closer to Taehyung, offering the can like a special treat.

“Yes!” Taehyung exclaimed, his laughter ringing in the air like cheerful bells.

With delicate care, Jeongukk brought the can to Taehyung’s lips, allowing him to take a sip.

The little boy’s face lit up with delight at the fizzy sensation.

However, the moment was abruptly interrupted by Bora’s voice, edged with concern.

“I don’t think he should be drinking that,” she said, her eyes narrowing slightly as she tried to insert herself into their interaction.

Jeongukk’s gaze turned cold, a stark contrast to the warmth he had just shared with Taehyung.

“I don’t care what you think. Now leave us alone,” he stated firmly, his tone deeper and more intense, cutting through the air like a knife.

Bora’s heart sank at the sharpness of his words.

She couldn’t help but feel a wave of jealousy wash over her as she watched the tender connection between father and son.

It stung to realize how Jeongukk’s demeanor shifted so effortlessly with Taehyung while she only seemed to exist in the background.

With a gentle touch, Jeongukk brushed his fingers against Taehyung’s cheek.

“What do you want for breakfast, Bambi?” he asked, his voice filled with warmth once more.

“Egg McMuffin,” Taehyung replied, his eyes sparkling with anticipation and a big smile spreading across his face.

“Okay, I’ll get that for you,” Jeongukk promised, pressing a soft kiss on Taehyung’s cheek, and in response, Taehyung giggled with glee.

Without another word, Jeongukk strode out of the kitchen, shooting a glare towards Bora before heading out the front door.

He settled into the driver’s seat of his car, with Taehyung nestled comfortably on his lap, their connection unbothered by the tension that lingered behind them.

As he started the engine, the car roared to life, and they set off towards McDonald’s.

Taehyung swung his legs playfully, blissfully munching on his breakfast, feeling the excitement of adventure in the air while his father drove steadily towards their destination.

As they arrived at the sleek, modern building of Jeongukk's company, he carefully lifted Taehyung from the car, cradling him snugly against his chest.

The little boy's head nestled against Jeongukk’s shoulder, his bright eyes scanning the bustling lobby as they entered.

He stepped into the elevator, its polished steel doors sliding shut behind them with a soft whoosh.

Jeongukk pressed the button for the top floor, and the elevator began its smooth ascent.

When the elevator chimed and halted, Jeongukk stepped out, his polished leather shoes clicking against the marble floor.

He strode towards his office with a composed air, opening the door to his cabin and stepping inside.

He made his way to the large, mahogany desk that dominated the room, adorned with only a few essential items, a sleek laptop, and a couple of neatly stacked reports.

He settled into the leather chair, which molded to his form comfortably.

“Dada,” Taehyung’s small voice broke the silence as he looked up at his father with wide, innocent eyes.

Jeongukk’s gaze softened as he replied, “Yes, Bambi?” His voice was gentle, a stark contrast to his imposing presence.

“Why does that woman at the house keep bothering you?” Taehyung inquired, his tiny fingers playfully tugging at the silver hoop of Jeongukk's lip piercing.

Jeongukk shrugged slightly, a rueful smile touching his lips. “I don’t know, Bambi.” He playfully nibbled on Taehyung’s small finger, eliciting a giggle from the boy.

“She’s annoying,” Taehyung pouted, wrinkling his small nose in distaste.

“I know she is, Bambi, but there’s not much I can do about it,” Jeongukk replied, tenderly caressing Taehyung's soft cheek with his fingertips.

Just then, there was a sharp knock at the door that broke their moment.

“Come in,” Jeongukk commanded, his voice dropping to a deep and slightly frosty tone.

The door opened, and his secretary entered, bowing slightly in respect. “Mr. Chang is here now.”

“Send him in,” Jeongukk responded, his expression unreadable.

After a brief moment, the secretary returned, ushering Mr. Chang into the room.

“Good morning, Mr. Jeon,” Mr. Chang greeted, his voice overly enthusiastic.

“Hmm,” Jeongukk hummed in reply, his demeanor still cool and distant.

As they delved into discussions about a potential collaboration between their companies.

Jeongukk couldn’t help but notice Mr. Chang's wandering gaze fixated on Taehyung.

The little boy wiggled uncomfortably in Jeongukk’s lap, sensing the man's intrusive stare.

“My eyes are up here, Mr. Chang, not on my son,” Jeongukk stated sharply, his voice laced with authority.

“Sorry, it’s just he’s so adorable,” Mr. Chang replied, a hint of arrogance creeping into his tone.

“I don’t care. Keep your eyes off of him,” Jeongukk warned, his tone now cold and unyielding.

“Yes, sir,” Mr. Chang acquiesced, visibly chastened.

After what felt like an endless meeting, Mr. Chang finally excused himself and left the room.

“Dada,” Taehyung murmured softly, his small voice barely above a whisper.

“Yes, Bambi?” Jeongukk asked, looking down at the sweet boy in his arms.

“I don’t like that man,” Taehyung admitted, clutching tightly to Jeongukk's shirt as if it were a lifeline.

“Your Dada doesn’t like him either, Bambi,” Jeongukk reassured him, planting a gentle kiss on Taehyung's forehead.

“Do you want to go home early?” he then asked, his fingers gently playing with Taehyung's hair.

“Yes!” Taehyung’s eyes lit up with excitement, his face breaking into a bright smile.

“Okay,” Jeongukk replied, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

He swiftly called his secretary, instructing her to cancel all upcoming meetings with a tone that brooked no argument.

Standing up, he lifted Taehyung back into his arms, holding him securely against his chest once more before making his way towards the elevator.

They stepped inside, and Jeongukk pressed the button for the ground floor, the elevator descending smoothly while Taehyung leaned against him, cozy and content.

Once they reached the bottom, Jeongukk led Taehyung out into the bustling parking lot, navigating through the sea of cars until they reached his sleek black sedan.

Sliding into the driver's seat with Taehyung comfortably settled in his lap, Jeongukk started the engine, the vehicle revving to life.

With a smile, he pulled out of the parking space and set off, eager to drive home and enjoy some well-deserved time together.