Unplanned Plans ◤𝓕𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓚𝓲𝓽 ◥

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"There are my selfish times when I wish I were him. I wish I'm your husband. I wish to be Kasem's dad."

I stared at Kit with full honesty as the growing pain blossomed in my heart.. Today, our baby learned to stand on his own surprising our souls as I was about to leave him and get his milk..

"I'm aware the bond of marriage you had is one that can't be nullified in any way and that time will come that I have to return you to him.."

He smiled scarred with sadness..

"Every night, whenever I put Kasem into his crib, and look how wonderful he is, I can't stop to think how I wish to be his father.. and for you to be the Papa of my kids.."

I walked closer to him..

"He's kind, smart and loving.."

"He is.."

"Just like you.."

His eyes started to cloud with tears but I have to hold myself together..

"I do really understand why they chose you.."

It's true.. He amazed me in every single way..

There were those times where we have to rush him in the hospital for heavy bleeding.. we're all so worried but instead of being depressed over it, he did his best to be healthy and strong..

There were those times when his growing tummy made a lot of things difficult for him even wearing his shoes or reaching things.. but finds his ways to handle them on his own whenever I need to be on work..

There were those times where I almost question him why he still choose to endure the pain and responsibilities even if we almost lost him as the baby grows and his body barely keeping up to supply his nutrition, let alone Kasem.

And there were those times, when he hardly speaks but keeps chanting the words of saving his baby even if he lost his life.

I can't do anything..

I can only watch during those crucial times.. Times where I can't do anything to lessen his pain..

Looking back, I was badly helpless for failing to do a lot of things for him.. but Kit, he is still here and never a second not doing his best as a Papa..

I then looked around Kasem's room.. Memories were piled up in its walls decorated of colorful and pastel wallpapers and toys.

"Ming.. Can you tell me what's on your mind?"

I used to ask him this question.

I ask whenever I see him crying on his own..

"I'm here for you too.. Just like you are to me.."

That's when I realized, how tears were streaming on my face..

I knew it.. I'm not okay.

"Kit.. This is hard.."

He stepped closer and spread to me his warmth with a hug.. I then wrap my arms around him..

But..

Why is this embrace, feels like grasping a rose full of thorns?

"Tell me what is hard?? Why are you crying??"

He let go of me but not pulling himself away and cupped my face with his gentleness..

"Ming.. Tell me na~"

I was.. sobbing hard trying to contain my honest answer..

I don't know..

What will happen..

But I know..

What will be his answer..

"Kit.."

I called as I crushed him closer to me and rested my face on his shoulder.. I cradled his head with care.. Trying to suppress my urge to force my..

"Kit, I love you."

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