End of the Road

What Ki Hoon Wants

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Luhan's mother greeted her with a friendly hug at the door when she walked in next afternoon. Her son was seated on the couch watching some cartoon on TV when Namjoo spotted him. With a yelp he jumped down and charged at her.

Complete warmth filled her up when his tiny hands ran around her. Hugging him tightly she rocked him back and forth in her arms grateful for his existence. Ki Hoon was her meaning, he was a gift she'd treasure forever.

"Mommy miss me?" Ki Hoon asked when he pulled back then threw his arms up in the air. "I saw big fish!"

"You did?" Namjoo asked mesmerized by his cuteness and ran her fingers up his face. "You were a good boy, right?"

"He was really good," Luhan's mother smiled dotingly on her son. "He's such a lovely boy. Come on back, I made dinner."

Luhan was running a bit late from work so they started dinner without him. While Namjoo sat at the table with a smile on her face she subconsciously had to wonder if this atmosphere suited her.

"Here, have this. My mother packed this meat for me. It's good for a woman's body," Luhan's mother placed some onto her plate.

Namjoo smiled in return then slowly chewed on her food.

They were good to her. Since the news that she and Luhan had started seeing each other she could feel it around them that they were patiently waiting for good news. The bottom of her heart plunged down into the very depths of her stomach when she thought about the false alarm the other day. If it had turned out she was pregnant, how overjoyed they'd be.

The relentless smiles and laughter she would hear from them would be endless. Everything under this household was breathtakingly joyous.

It was...great.

But she wasn't pregnant. And now she was having second thoughts about everything, because no matter where she tried to start over; Sehun was there. He was there because she let him be there and because she couldn't let go of him.

What was she going to do?

Her head shot up when the front door opened and Ki Hoon swung around in his seat at the sound of footsteps. She saw how his face brightened up and how he had to slowly climb down from his chair before lunging at his beloved Han Han. It tore Namjoo's heart up at how much affection Ki Hoon had for this man, who wasn't his father.

"Han Han!" Ki Hoon shrieked happily.

Sighting him, Luhan crouched down with arms wide open and carried her son up; spinning him around sligihtly before hugging him. They loved each other. Namjoo could see it from the way they held each other almost as if to say no one could break into their world.

"What's this? You started before me?" Luhan asked walking over and sat down in Ki Hoon's empty seat beside her.

Ki Hoon held his hands together as he sat on Luhan's lap and barely looked at her. Her son was so into Luhan.

"What's this? You were eating this?" Luhan spoke childishly into Ki Hoon's ear, poking his spoon against Ki Hoon's grown up food.

Her son smiled shyly and remained in utmost silence as Luhan leaned over his shoulder to tease him.

"You're a big boy now!" Luhan cooed.

Ki Hoon continued smiling shyly before shouting loudly, "I big boy!"

His mother laughed along with them and Namjoo continued watching with a small smile on her lips. Part of her worried that if she took this kind of life away from Ki Hoon, what would happen to him? Would he be happy at all?