Don't Blame Me || Jeongcheol

Chapter 19

Joshua and Wonwoo had rushed forward to support Jeonghan, their arms holding him up as he clutched onto Haneul for dear life. His body was trembling with adrenaline and exhaustion, his legs feeling like jelly under him. He was still incredibly weak from his long stint unconscious.

His son looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, his little hands clinging to his father's shirt. The sight was almost too much for his heart to take.

He could hear the members talking to him, checking on his condition. His body was tired, his mind foggy, but he ignored their concern. He was only focused on his son's innocent gaze. Planting a gentle kiss on his forehead.

His heart swelled with affection. He wanted to spend the whole day just holding him.

His heart still racing with emotion, he gently lifted his small son up in his arms. He was still weak from his injuries, his body almost shaking with the strain of lifting him.
He gently rubbed his thumb softly down Haneul's cheek.

"Are you okay chipmunk?" He asked him, his voice filled with gentle concern. He was anxious to hear his son's voice just as his son was his. He watched his expression carefully for any signs of distress or discomfort.

The small child nodded his head in response to his father's question. He snuggled gently into the embrace of his father's arms, his tiny face buried in the familiar comfort of his father's chest. The relief that washed over Jeonghan was overwhelming. He closed his eyes for a moment, just enjoying the moment of closeness with his son.

The two members had been carefully supporting his weight as he was lifting his son. His body was still trembling slightly from the weakness and exhaustion, but he could feel their strong arms steadying him.

He closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath to compose himself. He knew that he was still injured and weak, but he was determined to be there for his son as much as he could. He would endure any pain if it meant spending time with his child again.

Seungcheol watched the father and son reunite with a small smile on his face. He was relieved to see them together again, his heart warming at the sight of their reunion. He watched as Jeonghan gently lifted his son, cradling him ever so carefully in his arms. He could see the exhausted strain on his face, the weakness of his body.

He watched as the others gently held him up, supporting him through his weak state. He could see the tension on their faces as they carefully kept him from falling.

He watched as Jeonghan sat carefully back down on the bed, his arms wrapped tightly around the toddler. He felt a slight wave of protectiveness for the small child at the sight of him in Jeonghan's arms.

But he knew that their reunion was necessary, that they all needed to see him and hear his child's soft, bright voice again.

"I am okay daddy. They all took care of me."

Hearing his son's soft voice filled his heart with such an overwhelming joy. He had missed his voice so much in the past few days, the silence in his mind filled with questions and worry.

Jeonghan hugged his son tightly in his arms, his eyes watering slightly as he buried his face in his soft hair. His heartbeat was steady in his ears, the rhythmic sounds bringing him back to the present.

He lifted his head slightly and scanned the room, his gaze falling on the group of men standing around. His eyes locked with Seungcheol's for a brief moment, and he felt a small flicker of gratefulness in his heart. The man had taken care of his son while he was unable to do so.

He flashed him a small smile before turning his attention back to his son, the moment of vulnerability quickly fading.

He watched them quietly for a moment more, his gaze lingering on Jeonghan's gentle embrace. He could see the love and worry in his gestures, the careful way he held his son.