chanji: missing part

5

hospital

"appa?" he looked at me, i could see a little me in him but i don't get it.

"so you're my a-" i walked out to where junmyeon hyung was, i looked back at the kid who was staring at me and being comforted by eunji. "h-how?" 

the door opened to eunji, we need to talk." chorong and bomi went inside to take care of the kid. i followed eunji, who walked away. 

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cafe

it was awkward, we were at the cafe infant of the hospital. 

she was staring at me while i kept looking away, i was pretty obvious as well. 

"go on, ask me anything?" i finally looked at her, leaning forward i asked, "how are you so sure i', the father? why didn't yo-" 

she slammed her hand on the table, it wasn't loud but it go me to stay silent. 

"one by one." 

"how are you so sure i'm the father?" she cleared her throat. 

"because you're the only one i did 'it' with." 

"why didn't you tell me?" she groaned, "i was scared you wouldn't believe me, you also left me as well." 

i looked down, asking another question to change the subject. "what's happening to him?" 

"when i was pregnant with doyoung, it was a stressful time, being alone and losing people. first i had to get over you which was hard, i couldn't blame you for everything though, you had to leave." right, that time.

"I eventually got over you by drinking, when i was told it would harm the baby, i stopped. but weeks later i got a phone call saying appa passed away due to a heart attack, so i started again. i stopped because i knew it wasn't good. i took over the company, so i lost sleep."

she smiled, "when doyoung was born, i knew life just began. i tried to take care of him well but i failed. I'm the worst mother ever." she shed a tear, i handed over a tissue. 

my hand suddenly moved to hers, "well you're not alone anymore. I'm here and I'll stay, this is a promise i won't break." she smiled.

"how have you been?" she asked.

"i've been well actually, i ran away from eomma though." she chuckled, "you haven't changed a bit."

"i just want to say sorry, if i knew i would of been my your side and doyoung too. you have no right to call you self the worst mum because you did the best you could. i should be the worst dad. i never knew i had a son."

i was curious, "how was he like as a baby?"

she showed me pictures, "he was the cutest thing ever, he had your eyes and nose. as he grew older day by day, he reminded me so much of you, the way he acts and when he tries to be cute." we both laughed.

"at first i disagreed with allowing you to meet him but i just realized i made the right decision in the end."

she tried to smile, "gomawo, for letting me meet him."

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"imo, where's eomma? and a-appa?" i was the only one in the room, the rest went to by food or to get extra clothing.

"why are you shuttering when you say appa?" i giggled.

"it's weird rong imo, remember i always wished to meet him, and now i have. i wonder if he likes me, would we get to play basketball together? will my family be complete? i want a younger sibling." i smiled as he asked many questions.

i kissed his forehead, "rong imo."

"ne?"

"i don't think i would make it." my smiled went upside down.

"what do you mean baby?" tears were firmed in his eyes

"no matter what happends, I'll always be your hero right?" i nodded.

" you'll be my first and last hero ever, no one will replace you."

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flashback 

"someone, help, someone save me!" chorong yelled, junmyeon the monster was attacking her. 

she tried everything, even punching him, "yah, that hurts." he whispered, "just go along." 

doyoung came and attacked the monster, "oh my hero." doyoung hugged chorong. 

"mianhaeyo samchon." junmyeon got up, "it's okay, samchon wan't hurt at all." he said, gazing at chorong. 

"imo, am i your hero?" he asked. 

"of course baby, you'll always be my hero." she smiled. 

"unnie, can you look after him for 5 minutes, i need to pick up the cake." eunji asked. "yeah sure no problem." 

"the thing remember." chorong nodded, "don't worry, i'll ask him." 

junmyeon walked out, getting doyoung's gift from the car. 

"doyoung-ah, when you blow the cake, what are you going to wish for?" chorong asked. 

"appa."  

doyoung looked down, "i wanna meet me appa, it's hard to ask eomma. but if i can't get my first wish, i wish for a new truck toy." chorong smiled, squishing his cheeks. 

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a/n: thank you to everyone who is reading this book, the idea was kinda random and i am trying my best. sorry if there are errors to it :)