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chapter 48 | Us

"I didn't want to tell you, I wanted it to be a surprise."

My heart skips a beat. Not believing what I am seeing. I reach out for his wrist and hold it to scrutinize every detail of this tattoo that was the reason for them to take so much time to come back home. I make sure to not touch the inked part of his skin, the wrapping still around it, I bite on my inner lips and keep my emotions as hidden as possible.

"You recognize what this is?" he asks me, and I nod, feeling on the verge of crying. This is from a picture that I took when he was still a baby and that I compared his tiny hand to the palm of mine. I read the sentence written right underneath with the date of my birthday. 'I love you dad.'

I smile and look up. "This is...This is so beautiful, I don't even know what to say," I clear my throat, but feel my eyes get filled with tears. I would never have expected this to happen, and I have to be honest, this is so touching. "You have no idea how much this means to me," I nervously chuckle to not burst into tears but step forth to take him in my arms.

"Do you like it?" he hugs me back, obviously nervous about this. "Of course I do, I love it," I struggle to keep my emotions hidden, and I look at it again. "Did you go to the one I always go to?" I wipe my tears away. "Yeah. He recognized me right away, and I told him it was for you. He said it was an amazing one and that he knew for sure that you would be touched by it."

I chuckle, remembering that I always tell him about everything. "It hurt a lot, right?" I smile and look up at him, but his facial expression exposes the pain he went through but that he does not want to admit. "Just a little..."

"He fainted," y/n roasts him, and she comes closer, but he huffs, glaring at her. "I told you not to say it!"

Her soft giggles provoke my smile to grow wider on my face. "Why is he in his diaper only?" she asks, carrying this little boy who did not listen to me. "I gave him a bath and had to pee afterward, so I told him to put his onesie on, but when I came back, I saw him play with Bubble, with this red lipstick over his lips, and by the way," I move towards the table to grab the stick. "What is this?"

"Oh, I made it for him. It's safe, it's just sugar and corn syrup, so don't worry. I just noticed that he's always amazed by the color of my lips when I wear some, so I wanted to make one for him."

"Ah, I'm relieved," I smile and put it back down. "When I asked him what it was, he told me that he wanted to do like mommy," I pronounce his words to let her know that he called her that, and her eyes sparkle momentarily. "Really? He did?"

"Yes," I nod, and she smiles, she puts her eyes on him and caresses his cheek to then leave a kiss on it. "Can you make him put his pajamas on? I know he will listen if you're the one telling him," I ask her to do, and she agrees right away. "Where is it?"

"It's on the sofa," I point my finger at it and head up towards it. I grab my phone, and she sits down on the cushions with my baby. "What are we eating for diner?" Hajoon questions me while sipping on his drink, but I open my camera and wrap my hand around his wrist to heave it up. "I don't know yet, I wanted to ask you first. Don't move," I keep my phone still to take a picture of his tattoo, not keeping this in my memory only.

"This is so beautiful," I check the picture then look at his arm again, loving this more than I could ever have imagined. I know that he loves me, even if we sometimes fight, but never I would have expected him to do such a thing. "I love you," I smile and hug him once again, feeling the need to do it. He returns it without complaining. "I love you too."

I drop a kiss on his head, still seeing him as my baby no matter how old he is. I step back to not make it too long and bother him, and I look down at his arm again. "I wanted to make a tattoo for Hyejoon too, but I couldn't handle it anymore, so I'll get another appointment next week."