Forget Me Not✓| Yoonmin(+18)

chapter six (part one)

I don't know why I'm sitting at this table with kwang sitting at the head of the table, aunt Bora, aunt Hyujin and aunt Daeun sitting in front of me, Hobi and Eunha, yoongi's 17-year-old sister, sitting beside me. Jin is sitting in the other head of the table, feeding joon who's tense and scared, sneakily looking at kwang.

Kwang is quietly eating his salad and boiled chicken. I guess his heart can't take eating shit anymore. I almost laugh at my thoughts but the tense atmosphere helps me keep it in. I take a bite of the pasta in front of me and it tastes really good; having chefs cook for you do this.

"hoseok tells me you're not gonna stay for long."

I look at hobi sideways. He talked to me before we came here; his kwang's favorite person in the world right now since he showed talent in managing his precious business. Hoseok has convinced him that I will be no threat to their social image if kwang doesn't treat me badly to infuriate me! He even told him a half-lie; I'm gonna leave soon apparently.

I take a sip of the red wine in front of me. "yes. I don't exactly know the date but I plan to go back." He nods, seeming satisfied. "I'll let you stay here but there are conditions." I don't say anything and it seems to make his mood worsen but he continues anyway. "try not to show up in places that'll be bad publicity for us if they recognize you and that kid. Try to stay as invisible as possible and we'll have no problem."

I nod. I plan to do what he says and publicity hurts me more than them anyway.

Right when I thought we can eat in silence and peace, his sharp eyes look at me with deep hate. "of course it doesn't mean I like seeing you or that...that kid of yours. You are a disrespect to me and this family. Don't forget what you are and what you did. I don't like seeing you around my family. It's bad influence...especially Yoongi. You've done enough damage to him...just when he was going to do something right in his life, you just had to..." he's now red with anger and almost yelling when hobi stops him. "it's not good for your health getting angry. Please calm down. There's a kid present and he's afraid. No need to make things hard, right?"

I'm gritting my teeth, words ready to come out but hobi squeezes my hand under the table to keep me quiet. Joon is crying quietly, scared to let out any sound. I don't pay attention to hobi and stand up, my chair going back making a loud sound. "well the feeling is mutual...the disrespect I mean. I think there are people in this house who would be a bad influence on my kid too so we have a deal. Chill out, will you? Don't wanna be the cause of your death..." he's coughing when I go take joon. why do meetings with these people always end like this?! Can't they be fucking civilized for once?!

Before I close the door, I turn around and look at hobi trying to make him drink some water. "not that I would cry over you though."

***

I'm sitting at the couch, holding joon in a blanket, watching lion king with him for the thousandth time. He was pretty shaken up so I'm spoiling him today. He's yelling at scar now. "you're horrible! You...you..." he knows cursing will result in me scolding him so he's trying to keep it in. it makes me laugh. "baby it's not the first time you're seeing this!"

He nods seriously. "but he killed Simba's daddy...daddy...can I ask you something?"

I comb his semi-long hair with my fingers. " yes baby, anything."

He looks up at me. "why doesn't grandpa like us?" although I don't like kwang, I don't wanna pass hate to my kid so I told him to call kwang grandpa.

Back to his question, I don't know how to explain this amount of stupidity and useless hate to him but I have to try.

"well...baby, there are things that adults, some adults consider bad and if they happen, other adults will think badly of them." I don't even know what I'm saying myself and it shows on his pouty lips and furrowed eyebrows. I sigh. "one of those bad things is...well me. You know that men don't usually give birth and women do this right?" he nods, not really sure. "so people like me are rare and other people mostly don't like us. Does it make sense?"

He cuddles closer to me, putting his ear where my heart is. "but why? Did you do anything bad?" I smile and kiss his head. "people get scared of what they can't understand and it's an irrational fear. They don't need a reason and in my case...I had you at a young age, wasn't married to your father and it made everything worse."

hi!

I mentioned at the introduction that this book has sensitive topics such as explicit sexual content which contains sexual harassment and rape too. so be careful.

also, I wanted to tell you that when a scene ends i use *** and when I write flashbacks I put them between *.