PART 1

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YOUR POV:

"Taemin! Wake up now sweetie, don't you want to go to school today huh?" You shouted from the kitchen downstairs in order to wake your 7 years old son who was sleeping peacefully in his room upstairs. Getting no response, you wiped your wet hands in the kitchen towel and went to his room to wake him up. "Taemin, c'mon sweetie wake up. It's 7:30 already and you have only 30 mins to freshen up, have your breakfast, get ready and reach school. Do you want to get late?" Hearing that he has only 30 mins left, he jolted up from his sleep and rushed towards the washroom to brush his set of little teeth and take a shower. You giggled at his behaviour and went back down to pack his and your lunch and set the breakfast on the table.

You were about to call his name again but stopped when saw him coming downstairs ready in his school uniform and hair brushed messily. "Come sit and eat, I'll brush your hair nicely." You said and he nodded his head hurriedly indicating you to hurry up. "Eat slowly sweetie otherwise you will choke on your food." He listened to your words like a cute and obedient boy he is and you smiled softly to yourself thanking God for bringing him into your life. He was your only ray of sunshine and you would do everything and anything for him. He resembles just like his dad Jimin. You three were a beautiful and happy family. You dated Jimin for 3 years and then he finally proposed to you, it was the second best day of your life. First still remains the day you got to know that you were pregnant. But all of these happiness didn't last long as you and him got into an accident exactly seven years ago. After a few months it's going to be eight years. You lost your husband that day but you were blessed with your son. You couldn't figure out which emotion to express, sadness as you lost the love of your life or happiness as you were holding your baby safely in your arms.

You have been a single mother since that day and it was very difficult along with handling Jimin's company as now you were the owner after he passed away. Many of your enemies tried taking you down but you did not let them use your weakness as their strength. "Mom, eat! I'm almost done. We're gonna get late!" Taemin said, bringing you out of your deep thoughts. "It's okay sweetie, I'm not hungry anyway." "No! You should always eat in the morning. You should never skip breakfast, it's the most important meal of the day." He said reminding you of Jimin again, how he used to say the same whenever you said you weren't hungry. You smiled and quickly started eating your breakfast and soon left with your son to drop him at his school. "Mom, can I ask you for something?" Taemin asked you while you were driving. "Sure baby, go ahead."

"Mom, c-can even I have a d-dad like everyone else? Can you bring me a dad m-mom? P-please?" Taemin said, making your eyes wide. You never told him about Jimin as he was still a bit small to hear this. You didn't scold him for asking this question because you knew he deserves to feel a fatherly love but instead said "I don't know Taemin." Will I ever fall in love again or should I let myself fall in love again and find Taemin a father figure? Will Jimin like this?

TAEHYUNG'S POV:

We were running late and so I was speeding up. Oh by "we" I mean my daughter Liya and I. She is my adorable 5 years old daughter and my only sunshine. "Dad?" She said as I hummed in response. "I want a mom like everyone else" she said without even hesitating and I choked on my saliva. I was just processing my response when she started to speak again, "I also want my mom to comb my hair, love me, sing me lullabies, make me delicious food and protect me from bad people by hugging just like Erica's mom does."

After listening to her, my eyes softened and almost filled with tears. Of course she would need a mother, she is just a 5 year old baby. But I'm not sure if I could trust someone again after what my girlfriend did to us. She just handed me Liya and left with that guy with whom she cheated. I was brought back to reality by gentle taps on my arm with a little palm which belonged to Liya. She tried raising one of her eyebrows asking for a reply. 'I don't know Liya."I said as she sighed. Can I fall in love again? Can I trust any other women? Should I try falling in love with someone to give Liya a mother figure?

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