Dirty Duty || TAEJIN ☑️

Moving On

Seokjin

Everything happens for a reason. Life isn't always like fairy tales with a happy ending. My life isn't over yet and I don't know how my life would end but all I know, my life will forever be incomplete.

I lost my son two years ago. My ex-boyfriend's best friend planned to kill my three-month-old baby. It turned out, he was obsessed with my ex. His jealousy turned lethal and it broke everyone in his path.

Jealousy is a relationship killer, indeed. But what happened two years ago was literally killing. So many people died and so many people sacrificed. Including my innocent baby boy. Too painful to go back. I decided to shut myself down from all the hurtful things that happened a few years ago.

I decided to move on.

I broke up with Taehyung a few months after we bury our son. I chose to stay away from them and live quietly at the shores of Busan.

Jungkook decided to give all the money he got from my father. The money my father gave to him. My bank account is still intact and I used all the money to build a small cafe facing the shores. A relaxing site to see. This is my dream. I will prepare and cook for my customers. Cooking has been my passion. I will not insist on taking up Culinary Arts if I don't like cooking.

My father started everything. He ruined the lives of many. Many were hurt, many were lost, just because of revenge. I don't know how to fix it up for them. I am ashamed to everyone who suffered because of him so I chose to stay away. It's not that I don't want to be with them or not love them, but I really do feel that I am the jinx to their lives.

Here in Busan, my life is quieter and peaceful. It's been almost two years since I left Seoul. Cutting my communication from all the people I've known there is painful but I am okay. Life goes on. It should. Right?

I stood proudly in front of my cafe. It's like my dreams are right in front of me. I wish I am holding the hand of my Taejin right now while looking at the establishment. He should be two years old by now. It's sad to think that he will remain to be a three-month-old baby in my memory.

"Good morning sir." My helper greeted me while he flips the door sign from close to open. I prepared everything in the kitchen and now, I am preparing everything at the counter.

"Good morning." I greeted back as I toss to him his apron. "Ready for the day?"

He smiled and nodded. "As always, sir."

The people started to arrive. I can say that my cafe is starting to be known. There are downtimes, maybe all businesses are, but I know that we are thriving. I did not expect my business to click. It's tiring but I am happy.

I often go here for the Berry Cheesecake.

The roast beef panini is the best.

The Caramel Macchiato is the best coffee I've had.

Those are the comments I've been receiving every day. Not to brag about this but since I opened my cafe last year, I'm not receiving any complaints yet. Only good words from my customers.

The door clinks and a delivery boy smiled. I think I already know him well, I can call him a friend.

"Hi, Mr. Kim. Your daily delivery is here." The boy handed me a long stem rose and a card.

I wish I have the guts to show myself so I can tell you personally how much I like you.

I've been receiving a single long stem rose every day for a year now. Every day without stop. I don't know who the sender is but I think he's a local here in Busan. A secret admirer may sound corny, but I think I already have one.

"Did you tell him that I hate cowards?" I smiled. The boy knows me well. He knows that I am so eager to meet the secret sender.

"Yes, sir."

"So, what did he say?"

"He just smiles." The boy looks fascinated.

"So tell me, how does this coward look like?"

The boy looks hesitant to answer me. Maybe he was asked to remain silent. Perhaps, he's thinking that one question will lead to more.

"I promise not to ask for his name, I just want to know how he looks like." I tried to persuade him.

"Hmmm..." He looks around. Maybe trying to make sure that nobody can hear him. "He's tall..." He gestures the height. "He looks intimidating... Hmmm... He has curly black hair..."

How about a mole on the tip of the nose? A boxy smile? A deep husky voice?

I wanted to ask the boy about that. But the curly hair drowns my hopes away. His hair is straight and soft. Maybe asking for someone I am expecting may not be a good idea. It will only hurt me. I bet he will not do things like this either. He is a brave man. He will surely come to me and tell me that he misses me.

I have to admit that I'm expecting my secret sender to be him. For the past two years, I'm still longing for him. But I already bring too much curse in his life. My family and me. I should have gone back to Jeju and hid from him. Maybe all that happened in the past would have not taken place. Namjoon will not do that if my baby was the only one Taehyung had. It's all my fault. Mine. Alone.

"Sir?"

I suddenly go back to my senses.

"Sorry. Tell him I wanted to meet him. It's been a year and all he's doing every day is to give me a rose. I appreciate this and I love this but I would love it if he will meet me in person. And if he will continue doing this, maybe I will give chance to another suitor. Tell him I hate cowards. Okay?" Of course, I lied about the suitor.

I'm not accepting any suitor after ending my relationship with Tae. I'm not open to it. I wanted to be alone. I decided to stay single for the rest of my life. But all this rose thing simply impresses me. I love the feeling of having someone to care for me and to love me. Someone I can cuddle with during the cold nights. It's been two years after all. Maybe I should open my heart for a new and fresh relationship.

I need to be happy too. Right?