It's the first day of the week, and you were not hesitant to pick up your one and only child from your ex husband, Kim Seokjin.Multiple unbearable things was done to you by Seokjin yet you didn't know why your heart still screams the same name over those few years of his absence.
You sighed as the engine roared, starting the car and off to the place where you last left your son on a chilly Saturday.
Trees passed by quickly, showing how fast you were speeding to his house, almost wanting to teleport your son back to the house so you won't go through all the trouble on the road, especially, you didn't want to see your ex husband after the years you spent with happiness but mostly with sadness and grief.
But your son has to have a father figure he could look up to and atleast recognize his own father.
The trip went quick and you were now infront of the familiar wooden door, hesitating to knock or to just unpolitely barge in the peaceful house. You decided to be respectful and chose to knock three times gently.
"Hey." A small greeting was what welcomed you and a rather tall figure of a man you clearly knew who. You looked up since he was tall and he had his small smile plastered on his lips, his eyes contradicting the emotion.
"Hey to you too. Where's Jinwoo?" You quickly went your way in the house. It was clean, as expected, but there were a few toy cars and lego blocks in the living room scattered.
"Oh, he's already upstairs sleeping. I carried him there since he got carried away from playing." He explained and the small smile from earlier was still on his face. You nodded and hummed as you made your way to Jinwoo's bedroom.
Eversince Seokjin knew he would have a baby, he prepared a room much bigger than his and gave it to Jinwoo when he was born. And so every Saturday night you went here wih your little munchkin and pick him up every Sunday noon.
You carefully opened the door so it won't creak and saw your son laying on his comfy racecar bed, sinking into the thick layers of the cotton. You and Seokjin entered the room quietly so it won't wake up your son.
"Y/N, I'm sorry." He said softly and finally his smile faltered as he spoke. You turned to his side with curious and confused eyes, wanting him to explain further. He didn't look your way but you saw how his features softened as he gazed upon your little boy.
"I'm sorry for my mistakes. I'm sorry I wasn't a good husband to you. And I'm sorry that I haven't been a good father to my little angel." He hung his head low, regret evident in his eyes. You didn't know to react so you patted his shoulder slowly and gently.
"You know I already forgave you, Seokjin. You should just focus on Jinwoo from now on, okay?" You spoke as you rubbed his back with circles, comforting him. He looked at you and you now noticed that his eyes were already glassy, tears brimmed his brown eyes.
"But I still love you." Those words halted your actions. You were clear with your feelings and to be honest, your heart still calls the same name, miss the same name, wanting him to come back into your open arms for years. But you couldn't. You didn't know why but you just couldn't.
Maybe you were afraid to be hurt again? But you knew deep down, even if you push him away, you still love him.
You stayed silent, and as for Seokjin, he didn't utter nor react, just like he was expecting that you wouldn't reply.
He helped Jinwoo down the stairs since he was too sleepy to walk, he decided to carry him instead.
You watched Seokjin carefully placing Jinwoo in the backseat and placed his seatbelt. You closed the door and was about to hop in to the car but a hand stopped you from doing so.
"Y/N..." He trailed off. You turned to face him.
"What now?" You said irritated by the fact that your heart was already hammering inside your chest just because of his one small movement.
"Can we. . ."
"Can we what? I can stand here forever, Seokjin." You whined and grabbed the handle of the car, wanting to get in and drive away from him but he stopped you again.
"Can we start all over again? I'll make things right, I promise. I'll show you how much I love you and make you fall inlove with me again. But if you don't then I'll stop and try to move on. Please give me this last chance, please." He begged me, knelt on his knees while caressing your hand in his bigger ones.
"Stand up! You're making me the bad guy." You tried pulling him off the cold cemented ground but he didn't budge. He stayed there willing to freeze from the cold.
"I won't stand up if you won't accept me. Please y/n. Please." His eyes teared up and you're heart hurt at the sight of him crying, all because of you.
"Fine." You mumbled and he stood up and gave you a bear hug, giving you the warmth you yearned for years.
"Thank you, my love. I promise that I won't hurt you and Jinwoo. I love you."
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