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2 years had passed, and Hanbin and Hao had built a life together full of laughter, little quirks, and now, the pitter-patter of tiny feet running throayrlugh their home. Their daughter, Hwayoung—or "Hwa" as they lovingly called her—had inherited both her fathers’ mischievous spark and soft heart. She was their world, their joy, and sometimes, their biggest challenge.
One evening, after a cozy family dinner, they decided to watch one of their old movies, the one that had brought them together years ago. Hwa was curled up between them on the couch, her small face lit up with fascination. At six years old, she was still trying to understand that her parents had once been actors—and rivals—on screen.
As the movie played on, Hanbin glanced down to see Hwa’s expression change. Her little eyebrows furrowed, her mouth forming a small, quivering frown as she watched the intense, dramatic scenes unfold. Hao caught the look too, giving Hanbin a knowing glance. They hadn’t realized how the emotional ups and downs of the film might affect her.
The scene where Hanbin’s character was struggling on the rooftop came on, and Hwa’s tiny hands flew up to cover her mouth, her eyes wide with worry. She sniffled, and a single tear slipped down her cheek.
“Hwa, sweetheart, are you okay?” Hao asked gently, reaching over to pause the movie.
Hwa sniffled harder, her lip trembling as she looked up at both of them. “But… but you were so sad,” she said, her voice breaking. “And you… you almost fell off the rooftop, Appa! Why were you so mad at Baba?”
Hanbin chuckled softly, pulling her onto his lap. “Hwa, that was just pretend. Baba and I were acting. We weren’t really mad at each other, I promise.”
Hwa looked over at Hao, still sniffling, her little face scrunched up in concern. “But… but it looked so real. And I don’t like seeing you two sad.”
Hao leaned over, brushing a tear off her cheek with his thumb. “Oh, Hwa, you don’t have to worry. We might look sad in the movie, but in real life, Appa and I are as happy as can be. Right, Appa?”
Hanbin smiled and nodded, wrapping his arms around both of them. “Right. That movie might have started with us fighting, but you know what? It’s also the reason I met Baba. Without it, we wouldn’t be here together as a family.”
Hwa sniffled again, her gaze darting between her parents, processing their words. “So… you and Baba are really happy?”
“We’re more than happy,” Hao assured her, kissing her forehead gently. “We have you, after all. You’re our little piece of happiness.”
Hwa’s face brightened slightly, her frown softening. “I’m glad. I want you both to be happy. Forever.”
Hanbin chuckled, pulling her close again. “Forever sounds just right, Hwa.”
They sat there in a comforting silence, the room warm with love and understanding. After a moment, Hwa glanced at the paused screen, the curiosity in her big eyes returning.
“Can we… can we watch the happy part now?” she asked, a hopeful smile forming. “The part where you and Baba finally like each other?”
Hanbin and Hao exchanged a smile, sharing an unspoken memory. Hanbin pressed play, fast-forwarding to the part where their characters, after all the struggles and misunderstandings, finally came to terms with their feelings for each other.
As the scene played out, Hwa’s smile grew, and she clapped her little hands in excitement. She looked up at them, her eyes shining with admiration. “You guys are really good at acting,” she whispered, almost in awe.
Hao ruffled her hair playfully. “Thanks, Hwa. But I think we’re even better at being your Appa and Baba.”
Hwa giggled, curling up between them with a contented sigh. The movie rolled on, but the three of them stayed close, wrapped up in each other’s warmth, feeling the fullness of everything they had built together—a love that had started with a rivalry, grown into a friendship, and blossomed into the family they now treasured above all else.
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In the glow of a lazy Saturday morning, Hanbin, Hao, and little Hwa found themselves sprawled out in the living room, enjoying a quiet day at home. Sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a cozy warmth over them as they shared stories, laughs, and their favorite breakfast treats.
Hwa, sitting cross-legged between her two dads, was clutching a photo album she'd found tucked away in a closet. The album was old, filled with snapshots from when Hanbin and Hao had first started acting together. She flipped through it with awe, eyes wide as she took in the younger, unfamiliar versions of her parents.
“Baba, why are you and Appa looking so serious in this one?” Hwa asked, pointing at a photo where the two were glaring at each other in character. Hanbin had his arms crossed, and Hao had a half-smile on his face, their rivalry from the movie captured perfectly.
Hanbin laughed softly, remembering how much tension had simmered between them back then. “Well, in that movie, we were rivals,” he explained, glancing at Hao with a playful smirk. “We weren’t exactly… friends yet.”
Hao leaned over, pretending to be offended. “Are you saying we weren’t friends because I didn’t let you win the top spot, Appa?”
Hanbin rolled his eyes, nudging him. “More like you just couldn’t admit you liked me even back then, Baba.”
Hwa giggled at their banter, eyes shining as she took in every word. “But you did like Baba, right?” she asked, turning to Hanbin with a curious tilt of her head.
Hanbin glanced down at her, then at Hao, his expression softening. “Yeah, I liked him a lot. I just didn’t know it at first,” he admitted, reaching over to squeeze Hao’s hand. “Sometimes, people have a funny way of realizing their feelings. It takes a little time.”
Hwa looked between the two of them, her face thoughtful as if trying to understand something beyond her years. “I’m glad you two figured it out,” she said finally, her tone serious. “Or else I wouldn’t be here!”
Both men burst into laughter, the sheer truth of her words filling them with warmth and gratitude. They couldn’t imagine life without their curious, bright-eyed daughter who had, in her own way, tied their lives together more deeply than they’d ever expected.
Hwa turned the page, pointing at another photo. This time, it was of the two of them after the final scene, both of them laughing, their arms wrapped around each other. It was the last day of filming—the day they’d admitted to each other that they’d been acting like rivals, but had really fallen in love.
“Why do you look so happy here?” Hwa asked, studying their grins.
Hao wrapped his arm around Hanbin, pulling him close. “Because, Hwa,” he said softly, “that’s the moment we knew for sure we wanted to be together—really together, not just in the movies.”
Hwa’s little face softened, and she reached out, touching the photo as if she could feel the memory beneath her fingertips. “I love that story,” she murmured. “The one where you two become best friends and then fall in love.”
Hanbin hugged her tight. “We love it too, Hwa. It’s our favorite story.”
She smiled, snuggling between them. “Maybe one day, I’ll get my own story. One just like yours.”
Hao kissed the top of her head. “One day, you will. But for now, you have us, and we’re going to make sure every part of your story is filled with love.”
They sat there together, flipping through more memories and weaving new ones, finding joy in the family they had become. The past had brought them here, and now, the present was everything they had dreamed of and more.
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Y'all so mad at me for what 🙄🙄 atleast I didn't kill them off like in my original plot 💓💓💓🥰🥰
So here a special Chapter with their future child
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