"I'M GAY, SO WHAT?!"
"THEN ACT LIKE IT TAEHYUNG!!"
So much drama all because you both needed a little distraction. But who would have thought that little distraction would turn into a life full of cheating, lies, and drama?
#1 in arguing 8/24/2021...
"Ara?!" I yell out my 5-year-old daughter's name, resting my hands inside my pants pockets. Getting out of my conference earlier than expected, I roam the house looking for my child. Before my important call with some American and Korean investors, I promised her I would take her to get ice cream when I was done. And now that I'm done - where the hell is she?
"Ara?!" normally, I would here her laughter fill this big home as she runs into my arms. Her yelling of excitement bouncing off the walls. I can always hear her no matter where I was. Even with any phone call I take, there is always someone on the other end laughing or smiling at my 5-year-old. But yet, it's so damn quiet
"Kim Jeon Ara?!" I yell outside in the backyard. Seeing her pony Cotton, that Hoseok got her, I step out, looking around the newly developed area that was built for Cotton. Along with the princess stable that looked like a small castle. My god, I spoil my daughter way too much
"ARA?! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!" I yell running back inside the house. At this point I felt like I looked everywhere but I can't seem to locate my baby. Feeling my heart race, I take my hands from my pockets running up and down the stairs like a chicken with their head cut off
"Ar-" I was about to yell her name when I see my office door slightly cracked. An office located at the far end of the house that I put all my personal things at, including everything that involved my ex-husband, I was sure I locked it back when I grabbed what I needed from there earlier for my conference meeting, but I guess I didn't. But, hearing slight shuffling, I cautiously walk to the door, opening it up all the way. And there she stood, staring at a picture laid on one of my desks as the light shined through the cracked curtain
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"Ara -"
"Who is that man daddy?" she asks sounding so innocent. Ever since Jungkook disappeared or died or whatever, I kept everything of him away from her. Not wanting to be reminded unless I make myself remember, I never wanted my daughter to grow up thinking the man that was once in my life left her whether it was from leaving or from death
"Wh - what?" I ask. But seeing her head slowly break eye contact from the picture, she turns her head up to me. Looking down at her, she points to the picture of Jungkook
"Him. Who is that? Do I know him? And does he have pony too?" I smile small at what she says. Looking at the picture, I stare upon it as I feel my eyes close and my jaw clench. The memories flood back to the promises we made. The smiles. The hugs. The love making. The day Jungkook found out Ara wasn't his. The hurt in his eyes. I knew no matter how hard he tried; I lost my husband that day. But feeling a small hand tug on my pants, I open my eyes looking down at the small source
"You're crying daddy" she says sounding so broken. But raising my hand, I wipe something off my face realizing it was a tear that fell from my eyes so freely "Did I do that daddy? Did I make you cry?" she asks sounding like she was about to cry herself. But reaching down to quickly scoop her in my arms, I hold her close my body feeling her small arms wrap around my neck. Rubbing her back up and down, I bury my face into her head full of hair while she keeps her forehead on my chin. I listen to her small sobs which only breaks me more "I'm sorry for making your cry daddy"
