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Hansol Part 2 ∙ Requested by artsysehun ∙

This imagine was requested by artsysehun

he's illegal go away vermin

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"Hello." Hansol spoke, heading towards Minguk. "What's your name?" He bent down and smiled at the little boy, who also smiled back.

"My name is Minguk." He shyly replied, whilst locking eye contact with his father. "Are you my daddy?" He then asks, leaving Hansol speechless, looking at you, as if he's asking your consent to tell the little boy he's the father.

The look in Hansol's eyes spoke sorry, apologising that he was unable to raise his son and watch him grow.

You felt bad for him.

As a response, you nodded.

Hansol faced back to Minguk again, his eyes starting to water. "Minguk-ah, I'm really sorry for not being with you since you were born, and I'm also sorry for hurting your lovely mother. Even if it's a little too late, will you..." He stopped his words, wiping the tears that almost slipped off his cheeks. "Will you accept me as your father?".

Minguk stayed silent. He's probably too young to understand the situation at the moment, he's only 5.

Or maybe he did, as he forcefully throws himself onto Hansol's arms, hugging him tightly. His small, fragile head rests on top of his father's shoulder, smiling sweetly while shutting his eyes.

You heaved a sigh and decided to walk away, not far, just nearby. You didn't see a reason for you to stay there at this moment, you didn't wish to interfere either.

After a few minutes of walking, you had already started reminiscing to the day when Hansol asked you to be his girlfriend. He was really shy at the time and rarely talked, you found him cute when he confessed his feelings. His cheeks were blushing, and he stuttered in between his words.

Your smile quickly switched into a gasp when a pair of hands grasped you around your waist.

You recognised the hands straight away. They were firm, and slightly muscular. Plus that manly scent, which had a slight hint of fruitiness.

"Hansol..." You said softly, sounding almost like a whisper.

"I bought you something." He whispered into your ear, his hot breath causing goosebumps to rise on your arms. He still held your waist securely, turning you around to face him.

"Babe, I-" He paused, taking a deep breath. "I know my mistakes are unforgiven and unforgivable. But could you give me this chance to take care of the both of you?".

He wasn't done yet.

Hansol got down on one knee before he continues his sentence. "I never knew how much you and Minguk meant to me until this day, and I'm willing to provide anything for you and, this little one." He said, pinching Minguk's cute, button nose.

"Now, Siti." He fished out an elegant white box from his pocket, equivalent to the size of a golfball. He looked at it and beamed with satisfaction, holding it up in front of you.

"Will you marry me?" He opened the box, which revealed a proposal ring. Very classic, with carefully hand-picked diamonds attached around it.

Just exactly how you liked it.

You stood there, about to make the hardest decision that could change your life forever. And you figured, maybe having to wake up in the morning to see Leonardo DiCaprio next to you in bed wouldn't be too bad.

Joking.

But you believed that people can change for the better. Hansol changed. You also wanted to see that smile on your son's face every single day, because as a mother, that's all that matters.

Without hesitation, you nodded. Minguk immediately jumped in excitement, and on his face was the widest smile you've had ever seen.

Hansol got up, grinning happily. Sliding the ring to the end of your ring finger, which looked perfectly stunning on your hand.

"Now is mommy and daddy going to get married?" Minguk questioned with his high pitched voice, clasping his hands together.

You and Hansol both looked at each other, shades of pink began appearing on both of your cheeks. Your shyness made you break eye contact instantly, biting your lip.

Hansol took advantage of this situation and quickly pecked your lips, shyly. "I love you." He almost rapped. You blushed even harder this time, taking a few seconds to absorb what just had happened. You kissed his now warm cheeks as a response, "I love you too."

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yo skool is starting in a day, and i havent done any of my homework fml

oh and chinese new year is coming to an end, but received lots of red packets filled with moneeeeyyyy #makeitrain #iaintbroke #canaffordmerch #happime