Labyrinth [BTS Fanfiction 1] (Hiatus)

Chapter 25

His Family

I used to believed that no coldness could bother me anymore. Not the cold night breeze of autumn, not the chilling snow of winter but in three day of Jin's cold shoulder I feel like I'm slowly dying.

People might have different interpretation of love but to me, love is when you like everything that the person does. Love is when he is still perfect with all of his flaws. Love is when he gives you butterflies and mini heart attacks with just his presence alone. Love is when you just want to share what's going on your mind with him. Love is when you feel happy just by seeing them happy no matter how much pain you're in.

I still feel it all in Jin alone. It's been three days since the last time we actually spoke to each other. Our last conversation was when he was telling me that he doesn't have any Christmas gift for me but I've read an article that he bought Hae Jung a matching bracelet as Christmas present. No wonder he wasn't wearing the one I gave him.

How did we survive three days without talking? Han Sung. Jin only needs to call me for breakfast, lunch and dinner so he will just call me through Han Sung while I don't have to call him for anything at all.

The coffee stopped too. I stop going to the kitchen every morning that I finish my yoga to avoid unwanted encounters.

Well, you can say that I'm ignoring him but he's ignoring me too. He started it though. He won't even spare me a glance even during meals. My appetite was unexpectedly affected and in three days I lost five pounds mainly because I eat less, sleep too late while exercising more.

At night I still sing Han Sung to bed while he suddenly became in-charge of bathing and changing Han Sung up. On the first two nights of this cold he would leave and sleep in his room whenever Han Sung would fall asleep but last night it was me who sleep in my own room when I found him sleeping soundly beside my son after a couple of songs.

"Mommy, daddy are you fighting?" Han Sung suddenly asked in the middle of our breakfast.

"No honey. Mommy and daddy are good. What makes you ask something like that?" I asked worriedly. The coldness between Jin and I was affecting Han Sung already.

I hate it how I discovered this thing called pride and ego. I'm not the one to cave first anymore. Even if this kind of cold treatment kills me everyday, I'd rather die than surrender first. Jin started it so he should end it.

"Mommy and daddy aren't talking since Christmas eve when aunt Min Young left. Grandma Shelly and grandpa Joon wouldn't talk to each other whenever they fight so I thought mommy and daddy are fighting as well." He explained with a pout.

Right. No matter how sweet my parents are to each other there are still times when they would clash and whenever that happens they wouldn't talk to each other until one of them would cave.

That one of them is usually my dad. My mom is stubborn specially when she knows she's right. She knows how to hold her ground and maybe I got that attitude from her basing on how I'm holding my ground right now no matter how it slowly breaks me apart the longer I hold.

"Mommy and daddy are talking to each other. Our Han Sungie just doesn't notice it because he is too busy playing Super Mario or watching Disney movies." Jin chuckled as he ruffled Han Sung's hair.

"Okay. Please don't fight. Han Sung will be sad. Han Sung will cry. I don't want anyone fighting. It hurts here." He pointed his chest with his innocent eyes pleading us and his lips pouting.

"Aigooo! Don't worry. Mommy and daddy won't fight. We promise." I gave him an assuring smile before I peck his cheek to wipe the pout off his cute and handsome face.