Seungri heard it a lot, he also said it many times after he became a mother. “They’re too young to understand.”

He begged to differ now, because Joonie wasn’t like that. He might not understand about what was actually happened between his parents, what they were facing as individuals. However, he was badly affected by it. 

He was betrayed once by his real mother.

Twice?

Even an adult couldn’t take it well.

So when Seungri saw Joonie backed away from his touch, he didn’t get angry. Of course, Seungri was disappointed, but he should understand his son by placing himself in Joonie's shoes. He wanted to hug his son so bad. The last time he was with Joonie, he yelled at him. No wonder, Joonie ignored him.

“Joonie-ah, look who's here? It's momma!” Seungri smiled sadly at Joonie's figure who was shaking and hiding his face in his father’s arms. He refused to look back at Seungri. Kwon omma was patting Seungri's back, telling him to give the baby time to heal and forgive. 

“Dada, home.” 

They’re picking up Joonie at Kwon's manor straight from the airport.

“Sure. Let’s go home with dada and momma, neh?”

But Joonie didn’t reply. For the rest of the journey, Joonie kept clinging into his father. Seungri felt like he wanted to cry. He knew he deserved it, but it hurt. 

Jiyong held his hand tight while giving him assuring smiles.

It was Sunday morning when he saw Joonie playing alone in living room. Jiyong was nowhere to be seen. He was out since yesterday, doing another project for YG. Joonie's favorite Tom and Jerry show was airing, but he ignored