"Mingi, where's Hongjoong?! It's his turn with the boys! For fuck's sake, I'm running late for my meeting!" Seonghwa yelled into the phone. There was one thing Seonghwa disliked about Hongjoong: his tardiness. In the end, Hongjoong was never present when Seonghwa needed him most, whether it was a date or the birth of Jongho. "I'll take the kids to Hongjoong, okay?" Mingi said.
"Be here in five minutes, or I'll be banging on his door!" The elder scolded the poor man one last time before hanging upon him. As if on cue, his two-year-old began squalling from his room. "Fuck me already!" Seonghwa muttered to himself as he rushed to console his kid.
"Wooyoung, what did you do this time?" Seonghwa took his younger son in his arms and looked at his teenage son, who was distracted by his phone and not paying attention to what his father had said. "I believe I asked you to care for your brother... Wooyoung!"
"Sorry, Papa! I thought I told you I was busy as well!" Wooyoung retorted to the elder. Seonghwa was taken aback by his son's actions. "Kim Wooyoung, you better apologise or I'll take your Xbox!"
"UGH! YOU ARE SO ANNOYING! WHEN WILL DAD COME TO PICK US UP? I'D RATHER BE WITH UNCLE YOUNGJAE THAN WITH YOU! HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN MY DAD, NOT YOU!" Wooyoung walked out of the living room in a rage. Jongho abruptly stopped weeping as he listened to this 'Youngjae uncle.' "Uncle Youngjae! Uncle Youngjae! He makes yum yum pancakes, Papa!" Seonghwa was enraged. Hongjoong was a jerk for allowing his kids to meet the sluts he had been sleeping with. It made sense why Mingi was so adamant about Seonghwa not dropping the kids off at Hongjoong's house.
When the bell sounded, Seonghwa quickly handed Jongho over to Mingi and grabbed his vehicle keys. He left for his ex-husband's house, his meeting long forgotten.
The guy marched his way to the flat, appearing as if he was about to murder someone. He began by ringing the doorbell, and when that was insufficient, he began banging on his door. And then he appeared. His ex, with dishevelled hair and prominent vibrant red hickeys. "Ugh, I asked Mingi to keep you there."
"I fucking heard that. Kim Hongjoong, I swear to God, I'm about to fucking kill you!" Seonghwa yanked the man from his collar. "Seonghwa what the hell?!" The younger's eyes widened and grabbed the hands gripping his collar. "That's a question I should be asking! I don't care who you fuck, but keep that whore away from my children! I can't believe you introduced my kids to your new bitch!"
"Our kids, Seonghwa. And it appears that the kids prefer him to you. Seonghwa, he is a better parent than you." That day, Hongjoong had a death wish. On his cheek appeared a dark crimson handprint with a resonating sound of the slap. "How dare you! That's it! I'm not going to leave my sons with you!" It was now Hongjoong's turn to grasp the man. "Don't forget, Hwa, you have custody of our sons because of me. Please leave us alone now. I don't want our children to witness their parents bickering about minor issues."
Seonghwa was frozen in place at the entryway, unable to move. How could the couple have been in love before? Their relationship could not be salvaged, no matter how hard they tried. Jongho was born as a consequence of their efforts to save their marriage, but the outcome remained the same. It had barely been a year, but Hongjoong had already moved on from his 17-year commitment with Seonghwa. He had moved on way before anyways.
Even though it appeared like a fairytale in high school, Seonghwa now realised that reality is far from what you anticipate.
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Yunho was sobbing too as he embraced his Hyung. Today's appointment was most likely the worst day of their lives. The doctor told Seonghwa that he only had two months to live—three at most if he got lucky. They decided to discontinue his therapy at Seonghwa's request since it was making him fatigued and making it difficult for him to care for his son.
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