The Rejection Hotline | k.th

Chapter 40 {END}

Two Years Later

"Tae...I'm so nervous I might actually die."

"Baby calm down. It's a baby, unlike you, it can't reject us."

I squeezed his hand tightly, my nerves literally eating me from the inside out.

Motherhood was always a touchy topic for me. For obvious reasons of course. To be incapable of having kids naturally on my own, it took a big toll on my mental health for a while as well as set off a chain of events I wish not to reiterate.

But I always dreamed of being a mom. To wake up one day in my cozy house surrounded by the love of my life and my angelic children.

I mean call me a dreamer but this was one thing that I never ever let go of.

And I had that.

Once Taehyung and I got married, I could finally call Kanghee and Kangmin somewhat of my own kids. They called me 'mommy' and no longer did it feel awkward or wrongly labeled.

Eunjae was out of the picture. She messaged us a little bit later saying she probably wouldn't back and that she hoped that we raised the kids well. She had totally gone on the career crazy path.

So this left me with big shoes to fill. But I did my best to adjust to the prospect of raising two kids.

However, while I did get to help raise the kids and watched them flourish right in front of my face, it was all happening too fast. I mean Kangmin was seven now and Kanghee was five. They were already in school.

I never got to experience their early beginnings. The constant crying of babies in need of food, poop, burping, you name it.

I was always grateful for what I experienced, but a part of me always longed to be with a child from their formative years and to really be a major player in their development.

So Taehyung and I talked it out for a while and there were a lot of tears shed from your local crybaby because I felt like I was inconveniencing Taehyung who already had two perfect and beautiful children. But like the total angel he was, he stayed by my side and encouraged me to act on my thoughts. He told me he loved kids so it wouldn't matter either way to him. He'd love another kid as much as he loved Kanghee and Kangmin.

Which led to the next fact...that Taehyung and I were adopting a child together.

We had gone through several adoption agencies and had been in talk with many for our potential parenthood.

But there was one agency that seemed to accept us faster than any other.

Shortly after we started looking, a baby boy had been born and given up for adoption to a well known adoption center. The father was nowhere to be found and unfortunately the mother died during childbirth.

We weren't sure what it was, but we fell in love with him instantly. There was this spark between the three of us that I just couldn't explain, but call it a sign from the universe or something because it felt like destiny.

So we fought hard to adopt him. We went through all the necessary measures and filled out stacks of paperwork.

And now after six long months of waiting, our baby boy was finally going to come home with us.

So now the two of us were driving to the adoption center, and I was in the middle of having a panic attack.

Taehyung laid his hand on my thigh with his palm up, signaling that he wanted me to take his hand.

I interlaced my fingers with his, smiling softly at how my tiny hand fit into his.

And I couldn't help but feel my heart swell at the sight of our wedding rings touching.