|| Seventeen Imagines and Preferences || REQUESTS CLOSED

Hansol ∙ Requested by artsysehun ∙

This imagine was requested by artsysehun

That jawline doe

---

"M-Mom..." Your child harshly sobbed, fiercely wiping his tears away with his tiny, little fist whilst walking towards you, his eyes swelled a his cheeks began to glow red.

This sight of your son had made your heart ache, you lowered yourself down to get a better view of his small, chubby face. "What's the matter, Minguk?" You place your hands on his cheeks, cupping them gently.

"Why don't I have a dad?" He looked up, meeting your gaze. His glossy eyes shone under the skylight, making him appear slightly more innocent.

You didn't know how to respond.

"Minguk... I'll tell you when you're older, okay? Good boy." You painfully held your tears in, forcing a smile to hide the fact that you're actually hurting inside.

"Why can't you tell me now!" He exclaimed as more tears pour out from his brown eyes. "My classmates h-have been laughing at me for not having a dad. Every time when school ends, I would always see my friends getting picked up by their dads! And they'd get so happy." Minguk began to cry even louder, attracting the crowd's attention.

Looking around your surroundings, you felt judged by the faces of the people, you immediately apologized and bowed multiple times as a representation of disciplined manners.

You glance over to Minguk, he regained back his calmness, but still looks a little stiff. In a firm, yet soft tone, you spoke. "Let's go home, Ming-".

"I'm not leaving till' you tell me who and where dad is!" His face began to turn red again, whilst he cried and screamed at the same time.

"Why don't you just tell him?" A familiar voice suddenly spoke up, Minguk's crying stopped abruptly.

You turned your head toward the direction of where the voice spoke from, a familiar voice. Your mouth gaped in shock, eyes opened wide the moment you saw that face.

"No... This can't be you."

He plastered a small but charming smile on his perfectly structured face, "Hi, Siti."

// Flashback

"Siti! Where are you!?" Hansol yelled, desperately searching for you around the house, holding a bottle of half drank beer in one hand and a baseball bat in the other.

"You bitch..." He whispered under his breath, tip toeing into the bedroom. "I'm gonna kill you if you don't come out." He lowered his voice, but you could still hear him, whist hiding in the bedroom closet.

It has been going on for a month, him getting drunk in the club and beating you up at home.

You noticed his dark shadow coming closer towards you, but had then disappeared.

You remained still, and quiet. Not even attempting a slight movement, in fear that you might get caught. His shadow quickly reappeared again. In shock, you raised your hand up to your mouth to keep yourself from releasing a scream. Hovering over it were a few tears that had managed to escape, trembling down your cheeks.

"Hm... So you like to play hide and seek huh?" You sensed a smirk on his face.

"But, I don't want to waste my time," He paused, "Unfortunately, I might have to cheat." His shadow was not in sight anymore after that.