My Cold Husband

Fake Love ~23~

P. S: Getting mental/physical shock doesn't mean that anyone is allowed to do the same with others. This story is fictional and I'm strongly against violence. Before having a misconception about my book I'll suggest you to keep patience till the end. Yet if you're feeling like this ff isn't worth your time then you're gently requested to quit. And if you choose to read, then best wishes from me (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

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Wake up sweetheart! Look what we brought-

The little baby was lost in dreamland, sleeping on his small bed. His mom and dad came inside with his birthday cake. The 6 candles placed onto the cake were saying it's their little angel's 6th birthday.

Get up sweetie!!

His mom starts caressing his tummy. Baby's sleep breaks.

Mama! What are you doing??!

While chuckling he tries to stop his mama.

Enough! Enough mama!

Finally his mom stops.

Happy birthday my child! May you get blessed with all the happiness of the universe.

You just stepped in your sixth year, son.

And the kid notices his papa who was holding the cake.

Omg!

The baby quickly hugged his mama, wrapping his tiny arms around her head. His fingers could barely touch the opposite.

I love you mom, I love you.

Mom felt overjoyed. Her only son was surely the most precious gift from the god. The baby who had always loved her more than anything. Baby who had never let her get sad.

What about me?

Papa asks while making round lips.

You too appa!

Everyone chuckles at his reply.

Ok now blow out the candles.

Mom and dad clap for their child as he cuts the cake.

First one for mama ...and then papa...

Now my joonie.

Mama makes her son take a bite of the cake too.

I loved it mama! Your cakes are the best. 'know what mama I always want this cake on my birthday!

I promise, my love.

Papa smiles while watching the cute interaction of his little family.

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And that is how happy the boy was, while being with his mom, the best mom in the world. His mom really loved him the most. She would teach him poems and numbers making him sit on her lap, shower him while playing with him, feed him while singing songs for him and make him sleep while reading story books. Mom who never got tired of taking care of her son. At least the small boy used to feel like that. But only if he knew that all dreams aren't meant to be sweet, nightmares do exist as the opposite side of the coin.

The mom who used to adore Namjoon the most, started to change suddenly. She would no longer teach him tables, neither feed him nor play with him anymore. Not even hug him while he is sad or hurt. Everything was so sudden.

His mom started to ignore him which hurt his tiny heart like nothing else could do. She would keep herself locked inside her room the whole day, never paying heed to little Joonie's studies or food anymore.

Also there was someone, with whom she started talking on the phone whenever Mr Kim was not there.

The small kid had no idea why his mom changed like that, what she was doing or with whom she was talking. She had totally stopped responding to Joon.

Not able to bear his mama's silence he started searching for a way to change her. To get her back again he decided to do anything and everything he could.

He tried to talk to her, tried to make her happy by good grades and extra curricular activities, tried to hug her but nothing worked. Rather she would shout at him or fully ignore him.

One night, after having an argument with her husband, Mrs. Kim was sitting alone in her room when small Joon ran to his mama with a drawing. A drawing of his mama carrying him while holding his papa's hand.

M-ama! Mama look what I draw!!

He was afraid to talk to his mom but at the same time he wanted her love.

Somewhere he had a strong faith that his plan would work. His drawings were once mama's favorite. She even hung several drawings of Namjoon inside the house.

Mama-

His mom was not looking at all.

Mama! Look mama- please...

Tears captured his eyes, but the little boy tried his best to smile.

GO AWAY!!

Her shout was scary enough. Yet he decided to insist more.

Mam-

Before he could complete, snatching his drawing his mom shers it into pieces. Not knowing she also has torn her small son’s heart with the paper.

JUST GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HERE!!

Namjoon gets startled. He couldn’t believe what his mama just did. It was the first time she ruined his drawing. Maybe getting stabbed by a knife would hurt less. 

Gathering all his courage he thinks to hug his mom as a last try. Maybe the demon will leave then, who was capturing his mom.

Little namjoon gets up on the bed. But he couldn't touch her. She gets up and takes a few steps back.

FAR. I SAY!

The small boy denies her and gets closer as his mom pushes him back, causing him to fall on the bed. 

Take o-ne more step, and I will k!ll you!

He dares to take one more step.

I'll k!ll myself I SWEAR!!

N-NO!!

Namjoon couldn’t take any more steps towards his mama. He is not afraid to get k•lled but of course to lose his mom.

Leaving him there she goes to another room. Just like a heartless.

The whole night the boy kept crying, not knowing what was wrong with the lady who loved him the most in this world. Not getting any answer to the question how could she get so scary all of a sudden??

The next morning when Namjoon woke up, his mama was gone. Leaving Namjoon in shock for the rest of his life. The shock turned into a trauma; the trauma changed into hatred. His hate for wom@n grew bigger and bigger since then.

At that time, he was young enough to not understand why his mama left. But slowly he realized his mama was nothing but a f!lthy wom@n who left her husband and son for another man. And this is how his hatred started. The most beautiful word 'Love' started to mean totally fake to him.

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I love my mom the most in the world.

Borahae Bonsais 💜