I don't know how to begin to tell this story; whether at the beginning or at the end.

Yes, yes, I imagine you are wondering: "What about the end?"

Well yes, my end; the facts that I considered buried deep down, because on that occasion I was very blunt in my decision, I ended the discussion and believed, like an idiot, that everything ended there; but it was precisely where my world ended up falling apart.

I was widowed two years ago. My wife was charming, in many ways, the envy of my co-workers, the daughter my parents never had, the "perfect sister-in-law" in the words of my older sister, the person who gave me the best gift of this life: a son. She was everything to me, until I found out she was sleeping with my boss.

I was devastated, I was a laughingstock to my co-workers, who said I had a couple of vase jars on my head. That made me so angry that I ended up fighting with everyone and throwing a chair at my boss. And as if my misfortune were not enough, the chair stuck in his face, I didn't think it would hit him, since I have shitty aim; But fate, to further increase my sorrow, let that chair hit him in the face and the man was hospitalized, I was fined for injuries and fired. They also threw my wife out onto the street. It was the worst day of my life, the most horrendous and sad, but I still haven't finished telling you the whole story, here comes the part that ended up destroying my world.

That day she and I argued while our little Jin slept in his crib. The kitchen became our ring, far from the bedrooms, so as not to wake up our son, who had turned one year old just two months ago.

The seven-year marriage had ended in the blink of an eye, that same night, no matter how many times she asked me to let her explain the situation, I didn't want to listen to her. I felt ashamed, cheated and sad; But what hurt me the most was that our baby was still small to already have two divorced parents.

It was frustrating, that day in seven years I slept alone, without having her by my side. And it was the last one.

The next morning, I found a letter on the living room table, where she confessed to me that she was sleeping with my boss because he had threatened her that if she didn't he would fire us both, that was a good job, the pay was Well, it helped us pay for household expenses and more because other companies did not allow couples to work together. She also said on that piece of paper that she felt very dirty for having had to sleep with that geezer of our former boss, that she couldn't bear to look at my face without feeling like the most horrible woman on this planet, and that she was very sorry for our Jin, because he didn't deserve a mother like her.

I dropped the paper and ran to the room, since I had slept in the living room; but when I entered I didn't find it there, in fact, the bed was made, just as we had left it the day before in the morning, after leaving Jin to my sister, who lives in the apartment across from us, to take care of him, as usual.

I opened the closet, thinking he had picked up everything and left; however, his clothes were still there. I went to the room next to ours, where our baby sleeps, and I couldn't find her either. Jin was sleeping like a log, so I left quietly, returned to the living room and took my phone to call her, maybe she would have gone to sleep at my sister's.

I walked to the balcony with the device in one hand and, just as I dialed his number, I saw a rope tied to the iron railing of the balcony and descending. The phone fell out of my hand and I quickly looked out to see... There she was, wearing the same clothes the day I proposed to her, with the other end of the rope around her neck, while her long black hair was gently blown by the wind.

"I lost her forever."

"Jung Kook, I can't take care of you today Jin," my sister spoke, we were having breakfast in the dining room of my apartment, which used to be hers. "I'm expecting visitors, sorry, you'll have to take it to work."

I work in a flower shop near the building where I live, its owner is a woman who lives on the floor above mine. After Jin's mother... passed away, she helped me a lot.

"Maybe you should find a babysitter," she commented suddenly. "It's not that I mind taking care of my nephew, but there are days, like today, when I won't be able to take care of him." He put the remaining piece of toast into his mouth and chewed quickly, took a sip of his orange juice, and then wiped it with the napkin. "Do you want me to find someone for you? I'll help you pay him a salary, what do you say?"

My sister is two years older than me, we are both very temperamental when we get angry, but she is more temperamental than me. We are only tender with the people we love and those who treat us well. Before and after Suzy, my wife, died, she has been very supportive of me, even more than she can do. You should be more considerate and give him some space.

"You're absolutely right noona, I should hire someone to take care of Jin while I work," I smiled. "I hope you find me a pretty girl, I don't want my son to get scared haha."

"In fact," he got up from his chair, "I already have the right person, how could I not have thought about it before. You may meet that person today." She left the dining room and went to the living room, I accompanied her to say goodbye. "But to all this, Jung Kook, really what you should get yourself is a new partner, it's been two years now," saying this last thing, he gave me a kiss on the cheek, opened the exit door and left.

"Ought?"

With the last words of Shin Hye, my sister, running through my head, I got Jin ready and left for the flower shop. Taking care of my son so that he did not break any pots or bouquets of flowers while serving customers was not an easy task.

I had a pretty busy morning, it was already approaching lunchtime, I had an hour and a half for lunch and the store closed at three. Work here is bearable, I open the store at 8:00 a.m. until 11:30 a.m., when I close for lunch. I start again at 1:00 in the afternoon until 3:00, every week from Monday to Friday, except on Saturdays when I work until noon only and rest the rest of the afternoon and on Sundays.

"Jin, my love, you can't touch that," I crouched down in front of him and took a flower that had apparently fallen to the ground, "you could prick your little hands."

I caressed her little head and smiled at her, so she wouldn't feel bad for taking the flower, when I heard the bells on the door announce that a new customer had arrived.

"Good morning," he greeted, stopping before Jin and me.

Our gazes collided and a small and half smile appeared on his lips, then he placed his gaze on my son's and crouched down next to him. I stood still before the attitude of the subject, who smiled naturally and cutely at Jin, while caressing his hair.

"Hello little one."

"Hello," my little one responded and that surprised me, since he doesn't usually respond to strangers.

"What a cute little boy," he said, standing up. "Is it your son, right? The resemblance is enormous."

"Yes, he is my son," I took Jin by the hand and stood up. "Welcome to the store, tell me what you want."

"Mnn a flowerpot, please wrap it for me as a gift," he replied, looking around the place.

"Look," I indicated with my free hand to look at the wall to his left, "there we have flowerpots of different sizes and shapes, choose the one you like best."

"Thank you."

"What color do you want the packaging?"

"Black."

His response made me have a kind of deja vu but I didn't pay any attention to it. I had to go to the small room inside the store, where we already have the boxes prepared, with packaging of all kinds of colors and designs, for each type of flowerpot.

The client went to the wall that I indicated and took a medium-sized pot from the ground, surely for some plant that he would place inside his home, he would use a similar one on the balcony of the apartment.

"I choose this one."

"Okay mnn," I looked at my child, thinking about what to do; I had to take the flowerpot to the room and prepare it as a gift.

"Do you want me to take care of your son? This way you can work in peace."

I looked at the man and scrutinized him with my eyes, that last was really an involuntary gesture, I didn't want him to think that I distrusted him to such an extent to believe that he would steal from me the only thing that makes me happy in this life.

"Hey, do you think I'm the boogeyman and I'm going to take your son? Ha, incredible."

That, to be honest, made me laugh, and I tried very hard not to laugh, so I ended up leaving Jin in his care and going to prepare his gift for him. When I finished and returned to collect the money from the man and thank him for his purchase, I was met with a scene that almost caused me to drop the box with the flowerpot in my hands.

My little Jin was laughing at the top of his lungs at something that only God knows the stranger who made him so funny must have done, he had never laughed like that with me.

"Here, take, your gift," I approached them and extended the box toward the man.

"Thank you," he said, showing me a spectacular square smile. "How much is it?"

I told him the price immediately so he could leave, I watched him take out his wallet from one of the pockets of the tight jeans he was wearing, open it and give me a bill that tripled the number I had told him. I took it, somewhat amazed, and he finally grabbed the box.

"Now I'll give you the change, wait a moment please."

"It's not necessary, stay with him, I'll tip him for the good attention he's given me," he said and smiled at me again. I didn't know what to answer. "Well, I'm leaving, thank you. I say goodbye, little Jin," he spoke to my son, "it was a pleasure meeting you," he said goodbye and finally left.

I was relieved that that guy was gone; but, for some strange reason, his geometric smile, his look, kept appearing in my head.

"Wait a second, he called my son by his name? At what moment... perhaps...? But what about that trust that that guy gained with my son! Ha, I hope I never see him again."

I was at the table having dinner with my little one, when the image of my last client this morning reappeared in my head, and I thought about how lucky the girl I would give a flowerpot to would be. He was handsome.

"But Jung Kook, what nonsense are you thinking about, and more than one man? Has loneliness given you that reason?" I reproached myself and shook my head so hard that Jin's eyes widened, he'd think his dad had gone crazy.

Suddenly, a verse of the song "365247" began to flood the entire dining room, it was my sister dialing me on my cell phone, she forced me to play that song for her contact, because she says she loves a certain Won Pil. Anyway, I answered her call and she very excitedly told me that she already had the person who would take care of Jin while I worked; but due to a situation that arose, he will come early tomorrow, so that we can finally meet and formalize the contract. I thanked him for his good gesture and hung up the call.

"Jin, my child, tomorrow someone will come to the house to take care of you, you must behave well. Ok?"

"Yes, dad," he answered and that brought me peace of mind, he is a good child and I have educated him as best I could, like mom educated me.

The alarm on my phone woke me up right at 6:00 in the morning, I turned it off and sat up in bed, finding myself drenched in sweat from a strange wet dream I had had, because I couldn't remember who the hell I had fucked in the dream . The worst thing is that I had an erection trying to make a hole in my boxers.

I got up from the bed, turned on the lamp, went to my closet and took out a porn magazine from the bottom of a drawer that I had hidden for a long time, I also grabbed a roll of toilet paper. I sat on the bed and pulled down my boxers, relieving my erection of the oppression the fabric made on it. I opened the magazine and along with the images I satisfied my desire. When I finished I had a pile of toilet paper balls scattered all over the floor, I was going to pick them up just when my doorbell rang.

"Damn, the babysitter was coming today."

I kicked everything that was on the floor under the bed and even threw the magazine there. I pulled up my boxers, quickly put on pants and a shirt and went to open the door...

"Good morning," his honey-colored eyes looked at me from head to toe and vice versa, surprised. "Are you Jeon Jung Kook? Shin Hye told me that her brother needed a babysitter and I offered to help him, but I never imagined it would be you."

There he was, the boy from yesterday, standing in front of me. I felt myself blush, I was embarrassed to receive it when, prior to its arrival, I masturbated in my room.

"I must smell like sweat and semen, damn it."

"Good morning," I responded to his greeting. "Yes, I'm Jeon Jung Kook, come in," I moved away from the door and left it open for him to enter.

"Sorry I came so late," he said and I looked at the time on the wall clock.

"Damn, I was late!" I turned to the boy. "Hey, you can take care of everything right? I only have 10 minutes left to open the store. If you have any questions call my sister.

Without giving him time to respond I ran to my room and then to the bathroom, back to my room, I got dressed and when I got to the living room he was inspecting the place.

"Take good care of my son," the boy turned to look at me. "If you steal something I will report you and if you steal my son: I will kill you."

I left the apartment at a fast pace and went straight to the flower shop, since it was Saturday I would get home early. I had many things to do when he returned, such as finding out his name, because I didn't even have time to ask him what his name was, and I also had to finalize the details of the contract with him. And then pulling my sister's ears because I thought she was going to get me a babysitter girl, but she brought me a man. Although if I think about it, maybe it will be more comfortable, since we are all men in the house, it will not be necessary to feel so embarrassed about something.

Right at noon he was already home. When I entered I was surprised, the apartment was clean, in fact everything shined and a pleasant breeze came in from the balcony, a feeling of peace and nostalgia overwhelmed me. There, in the middle of the room, were my son and that strange boy lying on a blanket, the image was really cute that I didn't want to wake them up. I walked quietly up to them and touched the boy's arm.

"Hey, wake up."

"Mnn, Jung Kook?" My name came out hoarsely from his lips and for a brief second I shivered.

"What is happening to me?"

He stood up carefully, looked at me for a moment and motioned with his head for us to move away a little. We left Jin exhausted on the floor and went to the kitchen to talk.

"Do you want water?" he asked me, as if I were the visitor and he was the owner of the house.

"How have you been able to adapt so quickly?" I asked, observing how the refrigerator would be, he took out a knob and served me a glass of water, which I never asked for.

"You have a very peculiar and simple way of organizing things" he responded, approaching me with the glass of water, getting dangerously close, "it was very easy... to adapt to you."

My mouth opened to speak, but not a single sound came out of my lips. His seductive gaze penetrated mine, I felt restless, strange. Her honey-colored eyes were pretty and maybe it's my paranoia, but they shone when she saw me. Her eyelashes, long and thick; his eyebrows, combed and curved; they were perfect. I then noticed her silky hair, the brown curls that covered her forehead; on her lips, on the moles that adorned the lower right corner, and on her tanned skin.

"I definitely couldn't believe what was happening to me."

I grabbed the glass from his hand and drank the water without even breathing.

"I am a man for God. And he is too!"

"This is normal?"

"What thing?" His question made me realize that I had thought out loud, I became a little nervous. "Well, lunch is already done," he changed the subject drastically, "I'll go prepare the table. By the way, I've been waiting for you to ask me but for some reason you don't," he put his lips close to my right ear, "my name is Tae Hyung," he separated, "Kim Tae Hyung."

After revealing her name to me, he left, leaving me alone in the kitchen, with my nose filled with her sweet strawberry aroma. I shook my head strongly in denial, I had to erase the strange thoughts from my brain as soon as possible, or I would not sleep peacefully tonight.

I went to my room, and when I entered I was paralyzed. I remembered that he had cleaned the house and a sudden panic took over me, I fell to the floor, looked under the bed... not a trace of the semen-smeared toilet paper rolls that I left in the morning were there. I looked everywhere for the magazine, it wasn't there either and of course I wasn't going to ask him about it.

"What have you done with the magazine, Kim Tae Hyung?"

Lunch was calm and fruitful. We talked a lot, about many things, the rules of the house were imposed and what coexistence would be like. He told me how he met my sister and they became good friends, the aforementioned woman paid us a visit in the afternoon and the four of us had a good time, we even had dinner together. I liked it a lot, my home for two years had not looked so harmonious, Tae Hyun in just a few hours had changed radically, I dare say, even my life.

My sister left after helping to wash the dishes, I put Jin to bed, who had fallen asleep from playing with Tae so much.

"There, I put Jin to bed, today was a very exhausting day for him." I sat on one of the pieces of furniture in the living room, Tae was sitting on another. "Tae, tomorrow if you prefer, don't come, since it's Sunday I can take care of Jin by myself."

"I just started and you already want me to miss work," he told me. "Besides, I was waiting for the moment when I could talk to you alone, now that you are more relaxed with my presence."

"And what do you want to talk about?"

"You must be more careful with—" he paused briefly and continued, "—with what you do in your privacy, the child could enter the room at the moment and see—" he was silent again, but this time when he saw how my face turned bright red.

My cheeks burned with shame, I had even forgotten about the damn porn magazine, which I still didn't know where it was.

"I threw it away."

"What?"

"I threw the magazine away along with the bathroom papers," he stood up. "I don't think you need it anymore," he walked up to me, who didn't understand what he was referring to, or didn't want to understand that he was making a pass at me just now. "From now on I will take care of you," he mentioned, curving his body forward to bring his face closer to mine. "You are a single dad, not only does your child need to be taken care of, you also deserve to be taken care of."

Without saying another word he placed his lips on mine. My instinct was to pull away and punch him in the face; but my body did not move, because, even though the contact was soft, almost imperceptible, it was enough for my heart to accelerate its pumps inside my chest at a thousand per hour. He pulled away, looked at me with bright eyes, expectant, as if he expected something more from me.

"We are men," I whispered.

"And what does that matter, maybe because we are men we are not allowed to love each other, desire each other?"

"I-I, I have never done it with a boy."

"I can't tell you that I'm an expert, since I only did it once; but I promise to make you feel good."

"I'm not sure, I only met you yesterday."

"And you don't feel like you've known me all your life?"

I couldn't deny his question, because that's really what it was. With Tae Hyung I felt something that I had not felt with any woman, not even with the mother of my son that I loved so much for years. With him it was a strange feeling, as if I had been waiting for him all my life. So I let myself go, by his aroma, by his touch on my skin, by his lips kissing me, by the heat of his body next to mine, by the caresses, and by all the pleasure he gave me in a single night.

I got carried away by his charm, by the way he behaved with my son, by how well he got along with my sister, by how nice he was to me. Tae had an enviable personality, he was an exotic, erotic, charming, handsome man, I felt good around him.

Time went by, we got to know each other better. I told him the sad story that I kept deep in my heart, and to make me smile he confessed that the pot he had bought me was for my sister, that he had the ticket with which he paid me because he had won the lottery, that that was why, after that night we spent together, he had decided to spend the rest of his life with me and with Jin, who wanted to help me raise him. For me it was an immense joy to know, I also wanted to always be with him and my sister, who we had told her after thinking about it for a whole month, was so happy that she had a party.

Just today we were May 17, the date on which the entire world celebrated the world day to combat homophobia. The three of us decided to go outside; Tae, Jin—who was already three years old—and me. We were a happy family.
On our walk we passed through crowded places, in one of them Jin wanted me to buy him a teddy bear, Tae ended up pleasing him. His joy was so great that he pounced on his "Tae Tae", as he began to call him, and hugged him. Without hesitation Taehyung took him in his arms and sat on the sidewalk, I sat next to him, holding the teddy bear, we looked at each other, and decided to give Jin some news.

"Jin, take care of your dad for a moment," his little eyes looked at me. "Starting today 'Tae Tae' will stay to live with us, do you like the idea?"

"Yupiiii," he moved happily in Tae's arms, the latter couldn't stop smiling because of the happiness that the moment brought him.

I, somewhat embarrassed, tried to hide it from the people who were there; but my little one surprised Tae and me so much that we both ended up crying. Jin hugged us both, as hard as he could, then he kissed each of us on the cheek, looked at us, placing his little hands on our faces and said:

"I love them, because they are my parents. They are the best parents in the world, and I want to be with them both forever."

Holiwis wattpader, I hope with all my kokoro that you liked this simple story.

Bye Bye.