ELEGANT ||WonKi||

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Riki, just kept looking at his crying father, he was crying, and hurting.

He looked so small and hurt and tiny and he realised something.

That, yeah his dad was evil, he was mean, he was a bad guy, but he was also heartbroken.

And, that is in no way something that could be used as an excuse to get away from what he did.

But, still he was also forced into a marriage, where he had no one to go to when he was stressed, he had this big, huge responsibilities of a king, of a husband but his mother was never in it.

She wasn't allowed to help, but what she could do was, sit with him when he was alone, talk to him at tea, or just give him a visit.

And he could too, he could've taken a day off, chatted with her at dinner, went home a little before time or bought her a simple bouquet of little pink tulips, that she loves with and stares everytime she comes across them with her big almond eyes which looks more like bobas.

It was bound to happen though, they lost their beautiful relationship. Her mate, was not a problem, but, because their relationship was already broken, made on broken promises and lies.

Thats what happens when the only thing your relationship is based on Miscommunication.

They did not have any friendly relations, they did not try to be friends first, they all were too in a hurry.

They forgot, that while thinking of the bright future, what about the things that could go wrong, the present.

It's better to let go of your past, but sometimes just sometimes it's hard to let ho and it's good to hold it much more longer, or just never let it go

Brightness comes, it does but have you ever looked back, to see that when walking towards the light, you were leaving shadows behind all along the path.

But they walked in the shadows, shadows of the people who were themselves living in deep cuts and huge lies of loved ones and for the ones they loved so deeply.

His dad never had someone to hug. Yes, his dad was evil, but he was better than his father's parents.

His dad was bad but he never made him feel like he needed a mother.

He felt like he just wanted someone to call 'mother' and not a real mother because he already had him, his father.

His dad atleast hugged him when he was hurt, or maybe he did not wipe his tears or comforted him but atleast he ruffled his hair.

He maybe did not celebrated when he won, but atleast he looked at him with that huge grin of proudness and fondness.

Atleast he could go home and know that he had someone waiting for him.

So he did what his father had needed all this time.

He hugged him, a big tight wrap of arms around his big tough body that just needed some comfort and some pressure to become soft again.

Like a little piece of molded clay.

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"-ah!" And Riki looked back, he ran towards the door and then downstairs, Jungwon held his stomach.

"'s hurts" he spoke, tears falling down.

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The footsteps echoed in the empty hallway of the eerie hospital floor.