Sweet Like Sugar // Jung Hoseok ✔

Chapter $ 9

[Chapter might be longer]

You woke up the next day around 2 pm to a knock on the door.

"I'm coming~." You mumbled, the tiredness of just waking up visible in your voice. With a lazy movement, you scooted over completely falling face first onto the carpeted floor.

With a minimal yawn, you trudged to the front door to see Kim Jonghyun and his three kids. A look of apology written clearly across his face. "Can you babysit again, I got called to the hospital they're short of staff." 

You smiled widely without hesitating to take Minho from his arms and pushing Taemin and Key into your apartment. "I completely understand... No worries at all. Don't stress." With one final goodbye from you and a thank you plea from your neighbor, you closed the door to see the 7 and 10-year-old staring at you. 

"Are you hungry?" You always asked that when they came over. If there was one thing you remembered from your childhood, it was how well you were fed. They shook their head both claiming that their dad had given them instant ramen beforehand. 

"That's good... What do you want to do?" 

The boys were quiet until Kibum's eyes shot up. "The park!" You were a little reluctant to take the kids out, but understanding how hard it must be for their dad to work all the time so you nodded agreeing to their wishes. It didn't take you much time to get ready after just waking up. Afterward, you used Jonghyun's spare key which was given to you to get the baby stroller out of the closet for Minho. 

The day was sunny. White fluffy clouds that resembled cotton floated overhead which made the walk to the park very enjoyable. 

You took pictures of Key and Taemin playing with each other to send to their father while the baby stirred with a couple hiccuped cries. 

"No... Shh." You cooed, taking him in your arms and taking a baby bottle from one of the stroller's pockets. 

While nursing Minho back to tranquility. The thought of having kids ran across your mind. Would you ever have any? You scoffed to yourself, you don't even have a husband or a job let alone kids of your own. A sad sigh escaped your lips. Would life ever get any better than this? Odd jobs, babysitting kids for money. Not that you didn't adore these kids with your life, but, you had gotten a degree in journalism and never tried to make any use of it. A waste of talent. 

Since Seulgi left things weren't the same. She was always the one to force you to go out, it was her words that encouraged you to live the high life. With her departure, you haven't brought yourself to go see her in a while. Mostly because you were so ashamed of yourself for not achieving what she did. It was embarrassing. 

She became a lawyer, married someone, she's the daughter your mother expected you to be. 

You wanted to be spontaneous. 

So without another thought, you pulled your phone from your pocket and texted 'Rich Bitch' aka Jung Hoseok. I'll do it. 

 <3

It was around 5 pm when the little devils started to rise to exhaustion and you knew it was time to take them home. 

A weird sense of deja vu had hit when you noticed Hoseok standing by your door, just as he did the day before. Only this time, he looked surprised to see you with three kids sticking to your body and you were surprised to see him with a bunch 

"They aren't mine." You quickly said before he had gotten the wrong idea. 

"Oh." He chuckled. "That's too bad, I was going to say you were a hot mom."