Stay (yoonmin)

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N/o pov:

"It's ok honey. Cry all you want bunbun. It's OK to cry baby" hugging her son while going back and forth on the couch.

"But they punched me" crying, he showed his tummy that had a red patch.

All the schools he changed. He didn't find his place. People called him retarded, handicapped and others mean words.

His mother always made sure to change schools or homeschool him... But nothing made him comfortable.

"We're gonna move honey. Again" murmuring to herself she patted his back to make him get up. "Go and pack. "

Slowly he went up the stairs even if his back hurted a lot and the bottom lip quivering, he still made it up without questioning his mother or crying.

Packing everything he found dear and didn't want to let behind. He went downstairs looking at his mother on the floor and the house empty.

"M-mom? Where is the furniture?" Frowning he didn't find not even a tiny dust.

"When did you think we'll move? Fuck this year, we're gonna have a trip, anyway this shitty year ends by this week. Then we're gonna go to Seoul. "

He appreciated him mom for everything. He never disappointed her and he would never have the courage.

He spent his time with his mother that owned a company of perfumes. Even if she lost her sense of smell. Her son was always there to help her.

And every tiny time he spent with her. Made him forget about his tourettes. About his trips every time he's uncomfortable or sad. He forgot about everyone hating him.