How I Met Your Father //Yoonmin - Under Editing

Pilot

     A man aged 50 sits on his desk writing his toubles away while glancing to the corner of the room, to see a picture of his beloved lover and two kids. A smile was placed on his face as he reconnected with his memories.

"Taemin!" The man called for his 14 year old son "misun!" He called again but for his 16 year old daughter this time. "Come to the living room" he told them as he heard the grumbles of annoynce from them - they must have been on the internet. Even though they spend the majority of there times watching videos, they could never say no to there father.

"Yes papa" Taemin and minsun spoke at the same time in a soft tone not to shock there father who was in front of them. Their papa blinked in shock as his children had sneaked up on him, Taemin nuged his sister as the sat down on their rouge couch with the fire cracking in the fireplace.

"Okay. You guys are old enough. I’m gonna tell you the story of how I met my other half." He told them twirling his pen around

"Other half?" Taemin mutter under his breath with a grim look on his face

" Heard it."

"You told us already" Misun said after

"Sure, you’ve heard the short version. But there’s a bigger picture, and it’s important for you to hear it." The man replied

Rolling his eyes Taemin desired to speak up

"Are we being punished for something?"

"No"

"Is it going to take a while?" Asked misun

"Yes. Once a upon a time, before i was "papa", I had this whole

other life"

A series of pictures flooded his mind of the bar and all his friends and his husband with smiles on the face. Then to him with his best friend namjoon from college to now.

"It was way back in 2005. I was single, I had a full head of hair, my career as an architect was taking off, and I lived in New York City with Namjoon, my best friend from college. Life was good, until one brisk October night,when Uncle Namjoon screwed the whole
thing up."

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"Will you marry me?" Namjoon asked bent on one knee as he presented yoongi with a diamond ring.

"Perfect! And then he says yes, you're engaged, you pop the champagne, drink a toast, and have sex on the kitchen floor -" Yoongi stoped himself rethinking his choice.

"Don't have sex on my-"

"Our" namjoon corrected

"Our kitchen floor" yoongi continued not before giving a warning look at namjoon.

"Got it. Geez, I’m so nervous. My stomach’s going crazy." Namjoon told his best friend with a look of panic in his eyes.

"It's not cancer" yoongi said giving a look to him

"Who said cancer?"