Divorced // bang yongguk (#26)

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Yiyeong

Taking care of children might be a hectic task to other people, they might like children and even want to take pictures of them everytime they see a child anywhere, they might also want to pinch a toddler's cheeks to feel the fluffiest of the cheeks compared to theirs but they would never ever want to take care of them when they cry.

That is when most people start hating children because they can't ever be stopped once they start crying, it might take up to hours and it is very hard to make them stop. It could be due to various reasons but most of the time you can't really tell because it is hidden and it takes time to understand each child and the reason why they cried, some children cry because they didn't see their mother when they wake up, some cry because they missed the airing of their favourite TV shows and they are upset that they have to wait for the next day to watch the show again but it will be a new episode and they have missed out on the previous episodes, but it is not really a problem now because there's the internet now and they could re-watch their favourite TV shows on their tablets whenever they want to.

Bang Sehyun is the first type, he cries once he wakes up from his nap and he runs into my arms as soon as he sees me, I am still not his mother. "YiYeong Omma, where the hell did you even go?"

You are the one who fell asleep in the middle of your lunchtime and I had to wash your face and clean you up before putting you down in bed, and now you are complaining that I wasn't by your side when you wake up. Kids, they always think that they are the boss.

I exhaled, calming myself down. "I was going to prepare you for some snacks and look, your favourite TV shows are airing soon and you have to brush your teeth before it airs. Stop crying and all of that will happen smoothly."

He immediately stops crying and looks at me with his big doe eyes, amazingly I seem to always know how to calm him down somehow. "Good. And one more thing, I am still not your mother." I told him. "Please call me Unnie or something, I am very young and I don't like to be called Omma because I don't have any children."

"But Omma... You are like my mother, you are very caring just like my mother." He smiled at me with tears still in his eyes and I wiped it away with my thumb. "Yiyeong Omma, I like you a lot just like my mother."

But I can't be your mother, because I wasn't your mother, to begin with. "Shall we get you cleaned up and have your snacks? The snacks that you will have today have fruit salad." He nodded eagerly and I smiled at him with a hint of bittersweetness. How would he feel to have his mother leave him at such a young age? It would have hurt him real bad, I wonder how his other siblings are coping with the whole situation either.

The door opens and a teenage boy appears behind it, his tired face lights up as he sees his younger brother run towards him. I see that Sehyun loves running hugs a lot, he literally does this to everyone that he knows. "Hyung! You're home from practice!"

Bang Sejeong carried his younger brother and hugged him for a short second before putting him down, he sees me and gave me a nod. "You must be Han Yiyeong, the new babysitter who is going to be here for the next month." I can see talking to him a lot from now on, he is a lot more polite than his older sister who offended the first time that I see her.

I took note of his usual height who easily towered over mine. "Yes, SeJeong right? You are a lot taller than I have expected for a 13-year-old." People who play sports always seem to be tall as heck, his father seemed tall as well even though I didn't get to notice that much, I wonder if he had gotten his height from his father.

"Is my sister back home yet?" He asked me, staring at her room across the hallway, it is still locked and quiet inside there. Teenager girls of her age loved to lock themselves in their rooms all day without getting out of their rooms, they claim that they needed the privacy but I doubt so, they have something bad to hide and they have to lock themselves in their own rooms because of that. She better not be doing weird things in there, I would have to take responsibility for that if anything bad happens because I will be her nanny for the next month. "Has she taken her lunch then?"

I shook my head. "She said that she had already eaten her lunch before coming home, have you eaten your lunch then?"

He nodded. "My badminton practice just ended and I had my lunch in school, is there anything that I can eat?"

I looked over at the dining table, there is still a few plates of uneaten food and I have cooked them on behalf of Bang Sera but she had already eaten. "You can take Sera's share, she didn't touch it at all. I will take into account that you will be wanting food once you return home from school, is that okay with you?"

He went to the fridge and got a bottle of iced water. "Yep, that would be great. I will always be craving for food at this timing but there is no one who will cook it for me but you are here now to do that, I'll look forward to your food from now on." He gave me a smile before he got the food from the table, going back to his room. "Thank you!" And he closed the door.

"My older siblings are really fun to be with, right?" Sehyun asked when I came back to the living room with the snacks that I had prepared for him. "Sera Noona might be a little rude at times and SeJeong Hyung is way too obsessed about badminton but they are all good people, my father as well, he is the best person in the world because he got you to take care of me and I am happy about that." He shifted to the side a little. "You can watch TV with me as well and have my fruit salad, I don't think that I can finish it."