Taehyung opened his eyes and found himself in a mall that he had never been in before. His eyes gazed to many people in the mall, some people took a picture of him. What, was he this popular? He knew that he was popular around girls, but not this popular. Then he could feel someone tugged his shirt, “Dad. Mom is waiting for us, Let’s go.”

Dad?

He eyed the girl that tugged his shirt before and bend his body to the same level as her. The girl was around eight or nine years old, she had the same eyes structure with him. What happened? He asked himself. It wasn’t his daughter; he never slept with a girl before. And he only turned eighteen today, how could he had a daughter that was eight years old already?

“Dad. What’s wrong with you?”

Again, he didn’t answer. His brain still processing what just happened. First, he was in a mall with people kept taking picture of him. Second, this girl kept calling him as a dad. He could feel the girl pulled his hand and he just obeyed. They kept walking and walking around the mall until Taehyung’s eyes caught a big clock and stopped his steps. 13.01. 30^th December. The time and the date were just right, he thought. But his eyes widened once he saw the year, 2028. “No. It can’t be. 15 years?” he mumbled quietly to himself. Then he remembered the soft material on his lips few minutes ago and his swear. “There’s no way I fell on Suga and accidentally kissed his lips. But the soft matierial. But again, well, 15 years.”

Questions kept adding in his mind. Lots of things could be happen in 15 years. So he didn’t end up with Jin and married with a girl? Meant he was straight now? Because... Guys couldn’t be pregnant, right? Or could them?

“Hyejung-ah! Hyejung-ah! Hyejung-ah!”

A voice could be heard and the girl’s face’s lit up as she heard the voice. Then a tall figure appeared and he smiled softly to Hyejung before approached her and lift her to the air. “My little girl,” he mumbled on her ears then faced the Taehyung with a smile.

Taehyung froze on his place when he found out who just called the girl—Hyejung—as his little girl. “Min Suga?” he asked hesitantly.

The guy raised a brow, “Babe. You know I don’t use that name again and I’m not a Min anymore,” he explained simply.

Babe?

Another new word. But it was babe! Was it meaning that he was dating Suga all along?  Or maybe married? But oh, wait, Korea didn’t allow gay-marriage. And the most shocking part, was he Hyejung’s mother and he was the father? But Suga couldn’t get pregnant, could he? Because he didn’t want to make Suga suspicious, he just let out a small laugh and said, “Uh, sorry. Reminiscing the past.”

Suga just smiled at Taehyung’s reaction then pulled his hand. “Come on, the others are waiting for us. How come we start the lunch if the birthday boy is missing?”

Three of them arrived to a restaurant, which Taehyung sure that it was his 33 years old’s favorite restaurant. He found Jimin grinned widely on a chair and waved his hands once he saw Taehyung, “Brother-In-Law!”

“Uncle Taehyung!”  

But instead of answering the greeting, Taehyung pulled Jimin’s hand to the toilet of the restaurant. Jimin stared at him in shock. “What heppened, Brother-In-Law? Did you just fight with Yoongi-Hyung?”

“Jimin-ah,” Taehyung called him in worried tone, “Remember my birthday 15 years ago and my swear?”

Jimin frowned—the sign that he was thinking—for a moment before clasped his hand in yes. “The one that you’d rather lost 15 years of your life and the bla bla bla?” he asked then his mind flew back to Taehyung’s birthday 15 years ago, when they were still in Big-Hit All Boys High-School and his eyes suddenly widened. “YOU ACCIDENTALLY TRIPPED AND KISSED HIM!”

“...Be quiet.”

“Uh, sorry,” Jimin apologized then stared at Taehyung, “You mean, you really lose 15 years of your life?”

Taehyung nodded in panic. “Minutes ago, I’m still the Kim Taehyung from second grade and when I opened my eyes... Boom! I’m here.”

“I’ve told you to be careful with your words, Mr. Kim.”

“You’re not helping at all.”

The older just grinned a bit but then back to his panic state. Oh, come on, who wouldn’t be panic when you knew that your best-friend in front of you was like coming from the past and didn’t know everything about the future? It sounded creepy.  “I really can’t help you. I didn’t even come to the fortune teller with you. Maybe Hoseok Hyung could, or maybe that smart- Jeongguk,” he suggested, “But for now, let me told you what happened so you won’t be completely clueless.”

“Please.”

“Min Suga is now your lawful ‘wife’ for around six or seven years already, I guess. You know I can’t remember number clearly, right. And please don’t freak out. I have no time to explain you about what the is happened in 15 years in 5 minutes.

“And the girl that you met earlier, it was Kim Hyejung, your daughter, only yours, and she is nine years old, not eight. I know you thought she was an eight. Biologically, it was not Suga’s daughter but he took care of her since she was born. And again, I have no time to explain you about how could you had a daughter. I know you have no experience in taking care of a daughter, but you’re his dad. You’ll protect her naturally.”

Taehyung nodded in understood. At least he got the point. Suga wasnow his ‘wife’ and Hyejung was his daughter. Then something popped in to his mind. “Then how about the Brother-In-Law thing?”

“About that one...” Jimin blushed and rubbed the back of his neck, “I’m married with your Noona, Soobin Noona. And meet the boy who called you uncle earlier, Park Jungmin.”

“...Means you’re my Hyung now. Well, you always be my Hyung. But now I must call you Hyung, right?”

“You don’t usually call me Hyung. And you always call Suga with his real name without any hyung or baby or whatever it was.”

“It helped a lot,” Taehyung said then stepped out from the toilet. “Thanks a lot, buddy.”

Both of them arrived back to the table and Taehyung tried his best to give Suga who was throwing him a what-just-happened look his softest smile, “Nothing happened, Yoongi. It just a 95-ers talk. Nothing much.”

Suga just smiled in respond and started to feed Hyejung again, but the girl refused, “I want dad to feed me,” she said then turned her face to Taehyung who was shocked. He never feed a girl before, not even his mother. Hesitantly, he took a spoon of Hyejung’s food and feed her. Hyejung smiled widely at him, which somehow made Taehyung felt better.

Taehyung didn’t really talk during the lunch—which was not him at all—and it made Suga somehow worried. He touched Taehyung’s forehead which made the younger shiver a bit then shook his head, “You’re okay. But you don’t look so,” he whispered and continued, “Do you want to go home now?”

“Yes, please.”

Then three—Taehyung, Suga, and Hyejung—went home. In parking lot, Taehyung who didn’t even know which one was his car just followed the two from behind. Both of them looked so close. And he remembered Jimin’s explanation. Hyejung was not Suga’s daughter. It was his daughter. He didn’t even realize that he was spacing out until Suga coughed, “Babe. You’re spacing out. You hold the car-key, remember?”

“Oh, uh, sorry,” Taehyung said as he looked for the car-key around her pants and handed it to Suga after he found it. He couldn’t drive. He knew the basics and he was sure that the 33 years old Taehyung had license. But then again, it would be his first time in driving, right? His mind was freaking 18 years old! “You drive. I’m not feeling well.”

Suga nodded and he drove them home. On the way home, Taehyung couldn’t help but wondering. How was his life in those 15 years? And how was Jin? He was not betraying Suga, but the 18 years old Taehyung didn’t love him. “Do you want to go to doctor after we drop Hyejung home?”

“No. It’s okay. Maybe I’m just tired.”

“I’ve told you to rest more and not taking too much job,” Suga said as he focused on the road, “You do too much jobs these days. I’m worrying about you.”

Taehyung didn’t answer. He didn’t know what to answer. He didn’t even know what he was doing in past 15 years. The ride went silent since Hyejung was reading something. They arrived after 10 minutes and a boy that looked like Hyejung ran to him and hugged his waist tightly. “Dad! Happy birthday!”

Another boy?

Suga separated the boy from Taehyung. “Jungshin-ah. Don’t bomb your dad like that. He is not feeling well today. So how was your winter-camp?” he asked the boy and led him to the couch as the boy—Junghin—told his ‘mom’ about the camp excitedly. Suga turned around for a second and mouthed, “Go to the room and rest. I’ll be there in minutes.”

But... Where was their room? Taehyung just walked around the big-house and as he opened every room. The first room was painted with purple, it must be Hyejung’s. Then he moved to second room, it was full with basketball thing that he liked, he assumed it as Jungshin’s. Moved again, he found another room. He was sure that it was the master bedroom. But when he opened the room, all he found was a baby-crib with a three years old boy sleeping soundly. Who was him?

Then he felt someone rested his head on his shoulder. “Didn’t I told you to rest?”

“I want to check on him first.”

“He’s a miracle. I still can’t believe the fact that we both can survive that time. There’s no many case like that,” Suga said as his eyes stared on the boy.  

Survive?  

The skin-ship that Suga just do by rested his head on his shoulder was making Taehyung crazy. He didn’t know how to react and he wasn’t used to it too. When he felt like Suga was leaning his face closer to his, wanted to plant a kiss, he pulled away his face. Confused all written on Suga’s face. Taehyung just smiled apologetic, “Not now, Yoongi.”

Suga nodded in understood, “You must be tired. Beside, the kids are downstaris,” he said as he smiled again to Taehyung which somehow made the younger felt guilty. How was Suga’s feeling if he knew that the Taehyung in front of him didn’t love him? “Go rest.”

Taehyung finally found the master bedroom after that. It was a huge room that painted with grey. He checked the wardrobe, bathroom, and then the work-room. It had one big table with two comfy chairs. Assumed it at his chair and Suga’s. On one side, there was many files neatly arranged about business while on the other side was full with drama-script, song-paper, etc. It gave him a clue. He was either a businessman or entertainer. Probably businessman, since his father owned a quiet big dept store.

He grabbed his phone. It was different with his phone minutes ago, of course. It looked better, probably because of 2028’s technology. After few minutes, he succeed to open the phone and texted Jimin.

To : Park Jimin

You. Why didn’t you tell me about Jungshin and the three years old boy. You don’t know how shock I was earlier.

Then he went for bath and checked the phone after that.

From: Park Jimin

Didn’t expect you to open the phone. I know you use a hard password. Oh, that baby’s name is Hyungjin. Make your schedule empty tomorrow, dude. We’re going to visit Hoseok Hyung and Jeongguk.

Taehyung just sighed at Jimin’s reply. He really hoped that he could back to his old live as teenager. Not because he lived with Suga now. Something must be happened until he married that boy. He just wanted everything happen normally, not like this. 

So Taehyung really lose 15 years of his life after that incident~~~ 

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