-- 10 years later ----
Jungkook POV
*Shoot shoot shoot*
I smirk proudly as I see that my 11 year old son shoots straight into the middle of the target. He looks up at me with a questionable glance.
'Appa was I good?' He asks and I ruffle through his soft black hair.
'Of course that was awesome. You're very good.' He smiles brightly and gives me the pistole.
'Daddy I want to be as good as you when I'm grown up.... Do you think I will be as good as you?' He asks
'You just have to practice and practice and on one day I'm sure you will be even better than me.'
'Then I have to practice more.' He smiles and I am proud cause he is so eager. He wants to be like me which makes me happy. But I don't want him or any of my kids to become the leader of the Mafia soon. Not like me. It's too dang
