wrong number _ lee seunghoon

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A/N: GUESS WHO's BACKKKKK yipee yehaw vaca was fun but sitting on my ass writing is funner :)

I took a deep breath as I pushed the door open, the bell ringing as I did so. I saw my father's head snap up when he heard so, smile fading.

"Welcome!" He said, trying to sound enthusiastic.

"Hi..." I said. What if he doesn't remember?

"Choose any of the free seats-"

"No, please don't pretend you don't recognize me anymore, dad." I interrupted.

My father's eyes widened, hands dropping to his sides. "I-I'm sorry, Taeyeon-ah."

"So you do remember."

He nodded. "Let's sit down."

I nodded and we sat at an empty booth.

I let out a sigh.

"How have you been these years?" He suddenly asked. "How's school?"

"I didn't go to college." I replied.

He raised an eyebrow. "What do you work as then-"

"Dad, stop with the small talk! You know exactly why I am here. Where were you all these years? Why did you leave me and mom?!" I asked, eyes watering.

My dad opened his mouth agape at my outburst. "Taeyeon, I can explain-"

"Then please, explain."

"I left you and your mother because...I was cancer to the family. Your mother was never happy with me, and as was I. I decided it would be best if I left, so you wouldn't be hurt." He finally said.

"It still hurt anyway." I said.

"I know it would Taeyeon. I hoped you would move on." He said.

"How could I?" I asked. "You suddenly appear in front of me, and with a new family too."

"I'm not expecting for you to forgive me, I wouldn't either. But what's done has been done. Your mother is happy, I'm happy."

"What about me?!"

Dad silently looked down. "Don't you want me to disappear from your eyes? Once you've seen that I left you?"

"I..." I sighed. "Just wanted answers."

"I missed you, daughter." He said. "For all those years. But I hope you're happy now."

"I did too." I replied. "And...I am happy. Happier than back when you left."

"I'm glad. Please continue to live your life like that without me."

...

"Taeyeon-ah, I'm so sorry." He said at last, tears in his eyes.

"I thought you were dead." I said, wiping my tears away.

"I'm so, so, sorry." He said. "Please give my regards to your mom when you get back."

"I will." I said, nodding. "How's your...family?" I said, finding it difficult to say the last part.

"...you have two step-siblings." He muttered. "I'm sorry, this is so hard to say."