This is My Love

The Unsaid

They quickly removed their hands suddenly focused on looking in different directions. Namjoo discreetly moved to the left to leave a gap between them. The silence pounded crazily in her ears. Or maybe it was her heart. She couldn't tell.

"Do you want a cracker?" Sehun asked.

Namjoo glanced at the bag he held out to her. "Oh...thanks..." Grabbing a broken piece she nibbled on it nervously trying not to let her eyes roam his way. She heard him biting down on a cracker, too. Possibly to destroy the moment of tinging awkwardness.

But why should it be like this? There was no reason. She was a mother. He was a father. And he had a date later.

Right, Namjoo mentally nodded to herself. They needn't be like this. Their kids were friends, so obviously they had to make things work by meeting and all. It wasn't like their children were at the stage to be independent yet. And it wasn't like he was the only man she was around. There were her co-workers.

But a topless man a voice chided. She flushed. Another voice retaliated: Daehwi had been topless. She had seen her ex-husband in all ways. Thinking about him suddenly pissed her off, but she felt better.

"So, uh...when did you two get here?" Namjoo abruptly turned to ask.

"H...huh?" Sehun wondered surprised. A piece of cracker slipped from his mouth onto the mat between them.

Namjoo suddenly flushed again. Sehun quickly wrapped his hand around the fallen treat muttering an apology. "Sorry."

"It's ok..." Namjoo timidly told looking away. Silence buzzed. Their eyes slowly gravitated to meet with a strange uncertainty trying to smooth out the atmosphere. Shrouded by a sense of confusion now Namjoo thought about the cracker suddenly falling out of his mouth. Unable to help it she laughed. Then she heard Sehun laughing as well.

An hour later they pulled the boys out of the water. Sehun offered to take Moowon with him and Gunta into the men's restroom to get cleaned, so she handed him her tote bag and waited outside. While waiting she watched the families paddling in the water. Parents playing with their children, teaching them to swim, helping them stay afloat on their inflatable boats.

She was a little jealous. How different would it be if Daehwi had manned up to his role of a father. Instead of taking Moowon with her into the woman's restroom his father could show him into the men's restroom. Not with someone else's father but his own biological father. Would Moowon wonder about the subtle difference between Sehun and his own father? Namjoo wondered.

"Mommy!" Moowon ran out of the bathroom toward her and clutched her hand. A smile brimmed on his face brightly. She touched his damp hair feeling sorry for him.

Gunta's loud footsteps as he ran up to them made her look back. Also running up to them he bumped into her and warmly hugged her thigh as if he'd known her for ages. Namjoo couldn't help but smile and touch his head, too.

Like the boys Sehun came out with his hair still damp but he was freshly dressed. Tidied up and neat for his date. They headed toward her car where she watched Sehun buckle Gunta's booster seat in. Plan was that she'd take the kids back to her place. Watch, feed, and let Gunta nap. That was the favor Sehun had asked for.

"Ok, come up, buddy," Sehun stepped back to pick his son up.

"I go?" Gunta asked.

"Yes, you go home with Moowon today," Sehun replied buckling him in.

"Yea!" Gunta exclaimed cheerily. "Go wid Moowon."

She watched Sehun rub his head and step back to close the door. "Don't worry about him," Namjoo assured.