Chapter 3
Kookie, I'm so excited about our incoming wedding." Liza smiles, hugging the arms of his lover.
"Yeah, Jin Hyung and Yoongi Hyung will be happy when we ask about it." The couple happily enters the beautiful and glorious infrastructure. The tired and stressful face of Seokjin greeted them; a sad and dull face changed into an ear-to-ear fake smile. He welcomes the guest, hiding his burden from the guest.
"Hello, Seokjin Oppa, did you see Uncle Yoongi." Liza smiles as she introduces his boyfriend to him. A cute raven man with a bunny smile.
"Hello, my name is Jeon Jungkook, Liza's boyfriend." He gave a handshake as he led his hands and suddenly a flashback came to his mind. A man wearing a Joseon era dress; both men snapped as they glanced at each other.
"Have we met before?" Seokjin asked in curiosity, the same as Jungkook.
"No, but I guess we met in the past." Jungkook scratched his head from embarrassment. "My grandfather said, our family ancestors work from the royal family." He continued and nodded; confusion still lingers on his mind.
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"I don't know why this is necessary. I'm only giving you guys five minutes of my time because of Liza." Yoongi irritated the newly married couple.
"I thought your uncle is a nice guy," Jungkook whispered to his lover. His girlfriend silently apologized.
"Shall we begin?" Liza smiles? "How does your love story begin?" The young lady asks, turning his gaze on both married couples. They seated on different sides of the sofa. Cold phase to each, similar to an invisible wall between them.
"Well, I remember how we first met,"
Flashback (Seokjin POV)
It was a simple way of life. I came from an orphanage. No one wants to adopt me, one adult says.
I was a son of a criminal and the mother of a rape victim. My mother didn't accept me. Who wants a child that came from the person who ruined his life. (A/n: This mpreg so his there is also a male pregnancy)
I only watch children having a new family. I envy them, wishing. It could be me... it doesn't.
I reached 18 and still... no one has adopted me since old enough, plus no one will hire me because of my background. The orphanage hired me as a children's tutor, those people who teach me to read and write. Besides, I love reading, especially food books.
One time, an old couple wants to adopt me. The head puzzled and talked to the elders. I peek in the door and listen to their conversation.
"We're old enough to adopt a child. Our children already have a family and no one is going to take care of us." The old man stated. At first, are they going to hire me to adopt me?
"Are they hating me?" I've always asked myself.
"But Seokjin background isn't good. His father is a criminal and his mother is a... rape victim. Do you still want to adopt him?" I sigh in defeat. There is no way they're going to adopt me. Why does my past always interfere with my happiness? All I want is to have a happy family. I took my step away from the head's office. No used to listen to them anymore. Suddenly, my steps stopped as I heard a peal of sweet, melodic laughter. I peek again, the head puzzled on both couples.
"Sorry about our rudeness," the old lady breathes and responds. "I understand. You've told us this story to protect Seokjin," I have on the old lady's statement. So, all this time. "You want to ensure, if the guardian is going to adopt him, treat him well beside us. Background and genetics don't matter to us. We believe you raise him well." The head nodded. My tears flowed out. I thought they hated me, they only wanted to protect me. Seokjin opens the door as he hugs his head.
"I'm sorry... I doubt you." The head tears came out as she wiped the young man's tears on his cheeks. "Th-thank you..."
"Seokjin, take care of these people. They have a good heart." I nodded.
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"Seokjin, from now on, this is your new home.'' I glance at a small historian-like restaurant pack with many people enjoying their meal. Many customers greet couples.
"Granny, grandpa welcome home." A pale skinny boy greets us. He looks at me from head to toe as I look at him. He winks at me. My face turns red.
"Yoongichii, hello." The old man called the wink man, Grandpa said.
"Hello, Yoongi,"
"Who's that pretty boy beside you granny," Yoongi boy asked as I bid on the old lady skirt.
"Oh, this is Seokjin," the old man pushed the latter. "This is Yoongi." I shyly wave at him.
"Nice to meet you, you can call me Yoongichi because only the person who special can call me that name." He led his hand and smiled, showing his cute gummy smile.
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The moment I accept his handshake, my life changes.
We had a great time. There were times he showed me the most beautiful place on earth. I still remember how sweet we are.
He always brought me a flower, even though he stole it from a neighbor, but he gave an effort to give me a gift. I treasure every single thing of it.
But...
Not all relationships always end in happy endings, like in fairy tales. In a relationship, there's trial and conflict that needs to surpass the both of you.
(End of Flashback)
"This is ridiculous," Yoongi stood up. Liza pleaded to his uncle not to leave in her eyes. "Liza, you know auntie only approves of your relationship because of your persistence and what?" He continued.
"But Uncle, I love Jungkook," Liza yelled back to his uncle. He knows Yoongi wouldn't accept Jungkook because of his financial status.
"Yeah, and what? You leave him like the boys and girls you have in your past relationship. Liza looks at him." He pointed at Jungkook. "He had a coconut-head hairstyle and his shirt, so maybe that guy couldn't afford to buy cheap clothes. How about your future heirs? What are you going to give them, love," Yoongi smirks?
"Liza remembers this. Love cannot feed your stomach." Liza flopped down on the couch. "You both waste my five minutes," He growled and leave.
"He's right Liza," Jungkook responded and stood up. "I cannot afford good clothes. I just borrowed this from BamBam and even I cannot give you the life you've ever wanted." The breath and hid his tears unto his lover.
"Jungkook, don't say that," Liza squeeze the huge hand of his lover and kisses it. "I love you. Whether your shirt is cheap or you are poor, same as a rat, we can make it." Both lovers hug each other.
"I'm sorry Bae, I never doubt you ever again."
Seokjin only watches the couple hugging and loving each other. He misses the kiss, the touch, even the cuddle from his husband that would never happen and
will never come back...
only for the past...
that only will be an admirable memory.
Meanwhile,
The mysterious smoke watching his prince envy the lover in front of him. He guesses he's envious of both of them.
"A little more, my prince, I'll come for you..."
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