"What in the world-" my eyes widened seeing the same Korean-speaking man in the field before.
"Please don't panic!" he pleaded, stepping towards me with both his arms raised in the air.
"What am I supposed to do then? Give you tea and welcome you?!"...
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~ 2047 ~
"That's your love story?!" Park Julia exclaims, her dark brown monolid cat eyes widening and pink plump lips parting open.
"That's so AWESOME!" Park Milo claps his chubby hands showing his newly growing tooth.
Park Jimin and Park Mia huddle right in the middle of the porcelain white couch watching their kids' expressions after they finished reciting their notorious love story. Both of them have huge smiles on their faces satisfied with how their life came so far and reflecting upon them made them adore each other even more.
Jimin has his wife's head on his built chest and his arms around her petite waist, pulling her even closer. Mia enjoyed her husband's warmth leaning towards his touch and the lovely gesture of rubbing circles on her exposed shoulder. Aren't they just made for each other?!
They thought about their old days when they met in that distant field, how they took time to get to know each other, how they fell in love, how they confessed, how they fought everything together holding each other's hands, knotting tyes by marrying each other than about how their life bloomed again after their precious assets sitting in front of them were born.
It was a long journey indeed.
"Like seriously?!" Julia exclaimed again, bewildered.
"Yes," Mia confirmed. "That's our story"
"It was so beautiful and romantic, mom and dad," Milo jumps up from his spot excitedly, throwing his hands around the air, the kid's ebony eyes twinkling, "Dad was even a ghost!" he runs towards his still smiling dad. "How did it feel? Wait, do you actually feel anything besides mom?"
Jimin's crescent eyes land on his jubilant son in front of him before pulling him to his lap.
"Isn't it enough?" Jimin's eyes gleam with a ridicule teasing smirk. "Feeling your mom?"
Mia playfully hits his shoulder while her husband's melodic laughter fills their huge living room.
"I don't believe it," Julia states crossing her arms over her chest, pink chubby cheeks puffing slightly. "I don't believe this imprudent..." she shakes her head causing her straight jet black hair to fall off her shoulders, "...story"
"What?!" Jimin blinks his eyes.
"Why, Julia?" Mia askes calmly, who has already expected this response from her daughter. "Why don't you believe us?" an amused smile forming on her red-tinted lips.
"Seriously, mom?!" she scoffs rolling her small eyes inside her socket. "Did you expect me to believe that? You know that I don't believe in paranormal things. What you said was total gibberish. Like how in the world can dad be a ghost and travel from South Korea to India? I'm not a kid anymore, I'm sixteen"
