tears fall to his voice

one

오, 그래.

oh okay.

to make amends with the one he loves most, he excitedly burst through his door. hopping over to the end of the hall, right before it turns into the kitchen, before halting. there, the male sees his mother cooking something delicious and her husband; who he doesn't necessarily have negative thoughts about, for he loves him like the father he never had.

while swinging his arms back and forth, he spoke with a high voice, 

"what are you making?"

looking up expectantly for an answer, anything at all, he saw the two still discussing the food; but not one word was spoken or a glance was stolen towards the shy boy.

the male believes he said it quite loud, but who knows, his squeaky voice tends to stay small; only because of being too afraid of people hearing his (what he thought) stupid opinions and thoughts. after a short second, still, no one acknowledged him, though his arms were still swinging quite cutely.

at first, stunned, he thought they hadn't heard or seen his plump body, but ... they were moving around, their faces facing him. how could they not have seen him? he knew they had. he stood still, his arms lowered, for what felt like the longest minute of his life and again, no response from the ones who raised him.

before walking away, the boy turned to see if they would respond. maybe they had been too busy preparing his dinner to answer, waiting till they completed a certain task.

 but they hadn't. 

while slowly walking back to his room, tears threatening to spill, he realizes how stupid he sounds in his head. 

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hiya! this is my first thing ever written on wattpad and i don't know how i feel about it. the chapter is about me, but i made myself a boy just so you guys can imagine whoever you want, whether it is a kpop idol or not :) i hope you enjoyed and im sorry if it sounds stupid or its boring...