𝙆-𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

「ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ x」 𝙇𝙚𝙚 𝙃𝙬𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣 || 𝘍𝘦𝘮 𝘟 𝘐𝘥𝘰𝘭

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A sweet smile formed on my lips. My body against the door frame, I watched as my son took two toy trucks and ran them to the floor. An expression of bewilder crossed his face, then laughter as he watched the tiny wheels spin. Once the spinning ceased, he repeated the same moves and expressions.

The light green walls perfectly complimented all the baby blue in the room. It gave me flashbacks to when the room was completely empty. White walls, boxes, and all. Now, fun stickers, colorful toys, and an ambitious shade of bright blue painted on the race car bed that laid idle in the middle of the room.

A sense of dread washed over me just at the recollection of my old thoughts. That day I found out I was pregnant with my son, I didn't even know it'd be a boy. I was possibly two or three weeks pregnant, and my first thought was to get an abortion. What would become of my life if I went through with my intention that day? I wouldn't be able to live with myself.

I thought he was a curse. But now that I finally have my precious angel in my life, he's nothing but a blessing. It's been almost a year now. My mind couldn't help but wander to his father. He looks so much like his father. His hair is so curly now, which caused me to wonder for a minute how that could be until I remembered he's only half Korean. His skin is pale, nonetheless. His eyes are big and doe-like. So innocent. I admired it a lot.

Suddenly, the front door opened. Hwichan was home. He didn't live here, but he visited often. Not for me, of course, but for his son. Ever since I got pregnant, I've resented him. It messed up my life. I had plans to go to college and become a doctor. Those dreams became impossible at the age of 20 with a baby on the way. If Hwichan never convinced me, I would've never given birth to JunHui. My life would be boring, no light. That doesn't excuse his actions though. It never will. And as much as he'll try to use JunHui as his excuse, he won't change my mind.

"I'm home~!" He called out, wandering over to where I stood. The apartment wasn't that big, only 800 square feet. Hwichan stopped in his tracks as his eyes fell upon me once again. I scoffed aloud. "As if he didn't see me a few hours ago," I thought, but didn't say anything. His eyes later shifted to baby Junnie, who was now rolling on the floor like a cat.

"Junnie-Ya~!" He cooed to the baby, making his way to the floor. He sat down now, picking up the little angel in his arms. "Did you miss Appa?" Hwichan asked Junnie. Junnie let out a sweet giggle. A small smile spread across my face at his cuteness, but the smile soon faded when Hwican looked my way.

I looked away, walking to the kitchen to escape this awkward situation. The tension between Hwichan and I was too much for me to deal with. All it did was remind me of my regret. But part of me still questioned: Would it still be regretful if I loved JunHui so much? Would it still be regretful if I wasn't upset with Hwichan?

No. I don't want to admit I'm wrong. If I do, I'll feel helpless. Just like how I did when I first found out about Junnie. I lost my friends, my family, and my future because of his actions. The whole situation was scandalous. Word broke out too quickly. Before I knew it, my whole family had found out before I was able to tell them. I wouldn't even have an apartment to raise Junnie if Hwichan's parents weren't so generous to me. I'd have nothing without Hwichan's family.

Preparing some food for the three of us, I grabbed some stuff from the fridge. It wasn't long before I stopped moving. The sound of drums and conversation came from my room. Well, it was both Hwichan and my room, but because he didn't come overnight, it was considered mine. Hwichan sleeping over here was a rare occasion, and during that time, he'd sleep in bed and I'd sleep on the couch. As much as I hated his guts, I would never disrespect him for it.