ᴏʙsᴇssɪᴏɴ łł ᴊ. ᴊᴋ ☑

||𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣||

ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ's ᴘᴏᴠ

I placed the freshly baked cake on the table. It's her favorite cake if she was here she was here she would drool over it. I chuckled her thinking how she occupies my heart and mind even if she is far from me.

I miss her

" Appa, wow it look so yummy "

I looked at my son, he was about to touch the cake but my daughter just spawned from nowhere and smacked his head.

" It's not for you dumbo, it's for orphanage kids. " Mina said making wonwoo pout. I chuckled.

" Go get ready and make jisung ready too. We will soon leave for orphanage. Then you can have the cake " I said looking at wonwoo, ruffling his hair.

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I looked at the orphan kids whose face glowed up after seeing us. These smiles surely warms my heart. My love's dream these kids got a shelter 'home'. It's not even named orphanage. It's named 'Home' as my love wanted. I wish she was here right now. I smiled at those kids.

My three children went to the kids to play with them. Both the twins are now twelve while ji-sung is five. I never even though I would have a family. There was no hopes in my life until Kim Y/n entered in my life. Who pulled me out of darkness. Every single second without her feels a torture. Even if she is not here I can feel her just as she said in my heart which once did not even exist. The mafia king who was ruthless was changed by Jeon y/n. My life.

I sat down on the grass. There's a huge garden because y/n loves to sit on it. I wish she was here beside me. I looked at the kids playing. Ji-sung giggled seeing me and ran to me. I hugged him.

" Appa come play with us " He requested. I gave him a short smile.

" I am not like your mom, if I will play with you the game will become, you go I will watch you play with others " I patted his head. He broke the hug and looked at me.

" Appa do you miss mumma. " He asked

So fucking much

" So much " I answered my five year old son.

" Hmm, that's why you take her name in every sentence you talk. I miss her too " He said pouting sad. I brushed his hair.

" Ji-sung " A boy two years older than ji-sung called him. He became friends with him.

" Coming " Ji-sung said. He gave me quick kiss on my cheek before leaving. I sighed and looked at them again playing while sitting on the grass.

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I felt two soft hands covering my eyes. My heart beat increased.

" Guess who? "

Her sweet voice melt my ears. I smiled and spoke

" My love, my life "

My eyes immediately teared up. This woman changed my thoughts about crying. I once was emotionless, used to think crying makes a man weak but this woman changed me. She taught me that sometimes it's okay to cry specially when you missing someone.