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Some say it's painful to wait for someone.
Some say it's painful to forget someone.
But the worst pain comes when you don't know whether to wait or forget.
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Feb 18, 2025
Amy's POV

"Jay... all set?" I asked her as I did a final check to make sure the balcony doors and windows were all locked securely.

"Yes, babe, all set. Are you guys ready? What's honey bun doing?" She asked excitedly.

I chuckled.
"He's all set, Jay... fully excited. I hope he manages well."

"He will, Amy. He's the best baby ever. We'll pick you up in thirty minutes, okay?" She reassured me, and I hummed in response.

"Okay, Jay. Call me when you're here. We'll come down with the luggage," I said, and we ended the call.

Jay is getting married in a week. She and Allan bought a new house, and they moved in there last month. They are getting married in America, and I am her maid of honour, obviously. Which means that me and MinJun are flying to America for the wedding. Allan and Jay are the only people who care about us, and we are practically family.

I rechecked our luggage. I have bought a pair of couple rings with the sound waveforms of their names engraved on the rings as their wedding present. Old trend, but it's something that I've always liked seeing on a couple's fingers. I'm sure Jay and Allan will like it.

Jay has been another mother to MinJun. She was the one who took care of me and the baby after the delivery, effortlessly balancing work and me and the baby. She has been more than a bestie and a soul sister to me.. she has literally been a mother to me.

Allan helped out with all the hospital visits, vaccinations and every single emergency shopping agenda. Allan and Jay are more than just God parents to MinJun—they are gifts and blessings in our lives.

I am excited about Jay's wedding. MinJun turned four recently, and he is still too little to understand what is going on. He is excited about his first flight which is almost all the way across to the other side of the globe. I am nervous about how he would handle it, but I still have no choice than to fly.

"MinJun-ah.... Are you excited about flying?" I scooped him into my arms, cuddled him tight and kissed his chubby cheeks hard.

"Yes, eomma... I'm so excited," he clapped and squealed.

"You'll have lots of fun for sure," I hugged him tighter. He was such a squishy bun, and he loved tight cuddles.

After a small debate about whether or not to pack his half-chewed, stuffed panda toy, we decided to squeeze it into my luggage.

Each day he grew up looking more and more like his father. Their smiles and eyes are exactly the same. He had jet black silky hair just like Taehyung.

I don't miss Taehyung so much as before since I have my hands full with MinJun. Or more like I have started to accept his absence in my life.

Minjun isn't very naughty, but he is extremely lively and active. He loves homemade food, playing with dogs, tight cuddles, bedtime stories and lullabies and most of all, he loves me to bits.

I am eternally grateful for him in my life. He would grow up to be the only man who will never hurt me, ever. Even as a little boy, he is still the only one that holds my heart. I love him more than I love myself. He is an embodiment of love.

Taehyung is the one who has been missing out on this adorable, little boy. He should regret it. I no longer regret his absence in my life. My mind is on the verge of erasing all of his memories. I am living my life peacefully, and I only hope that he is happy, wherever he is, whoever he is with and whatever he is doing.

A few months ago, I decided not to follow him on social media anymore since I don't have a moment to spare. In fact, I have deactivated all of my social media accounts. I don't watch movies or dramas anymore, and I have voluntarily distanced myself from anything related to Taehyung, that is, except Minjun. I have no clue what Taehyung is up to these days, and I don't bother to find out too.

Am I happy? MinJun makes me happy and gives me purpose in my life.

MinJun plays at the day care center at St.Mary's hospital during the day time, and he spends the evenings with me. He is an extremely adaptable kid who never fusses about anything. He hasn't yet started questioning me about his dad. I am mentally preparing myself for that day, even though I still have no clue how I would handle it. I spend hours together reading about related queries and answers on the internet. I guess I have to face it someday.

My phone rang and shook me out of my daydream, and I answered the call at once.

"Amy, we're almost here, babe," Jay informed me.

"We'll come down," I said and ended the call and picked up our bags and MinJun and walked out of the house, locking the door behind us.

Jay and Allan arrived right on time, and Allan helped me load the bags into the trunk while MinJun climbed onto Jay's lap. She was the second person whom he loved the most. We all buckled up and headed straight to the Incheon airport.

After checking-in, we waited for the boarding. It was a direct flight from Seoul to San Francisco. Allan's family lived in San Francisco, and the wedding too was to be held at a church there.

Taehyung's POV

"Hyung, the car will be here in fifteen minutes," Jungkook informed me and left the room.

We are headed to the USA today for the inauguration of our agency's first overseas branch and a fan meet and greet.

This time, we are not taking a chartered flight since this was planned on short notice. I came back last week after my military service along with Jimin, and this is the first overseas travel after our return.

I zipped my suitcase and looked at my reflection in the mirror.

I had lost weight, and I looked paler than before. My life was still a mess. I still missed Amy, and why? I still didn't know. Maybe because I loved her so much?

I realized that I would have to just live with her memories for the rest of my life. I am not ready for another relationship. Every other person in my friends circle was now openly dating, and Seojoon hyung and Jimin were even engaged to their girlfriends.

I hoped that at least their girls didn't cheat on them. No one knew about my past except Jimin and Jungkook. They said a lot of encouraging things to me that helped me stay sane despite the calamity that has been raging within me.

I don't speak about her to anyone anymore because I desperately want to get over everything although I know fully well that it is impossible.

"Taehyungie, can we leave?" Jimin's voice interrupted my thoughts

"Yeah" I ran my fingers through my now red hair and walked out with my luggage.

We reached the Incheon airport and were led to the VIP waiting lounge until boarding. We usually boarded last after all the others were on board.

It was a long and boring wait, and I pulled out my phone, aimlessly scrolling through my Twitter feed from my personal account. I noticed that Amy was no longer on Twitter.

Or did she block me? I wonder what is going on with her life? Did she have the baby?

If she did, then he would be like five years old by now. (**in Korean age)

Did she move on? Did she have more kids? What would she look like now?

I clicked open our Jeju selfie and sat staring at it for a long time as the precious memories of every happy moment we spent together at Jeju and everywhere else came flooding through my mind, threatening to release the tears that were rapidly welling up inside my eyes.

Her eyes made me weak even after all these years of having not met them...not even once. Did she ever think of me?

What would happen if we met some time in the future? Would she ignore me? Would she at least bother to look twice? Would she be with someone else?

Bitter thoughts of her being happy with some other man made me feel disgusted as I massaged my temples and sat in silence, my phone still clutched in my fist, displaying our selfie.

Jimin peeped into my phone and tapped my shoulder.
"Taehyungie... close the picture before someone sees it," he whispered to me, and only then I realized that I was still having the picture open on my phone. I closed it and left my phone on the seat and went to the washroom.

Jimin's POV

Taehyung is visibly suffering. It has been over four years now, and he is still looking at their photo??? I'm surprised that he still has that photo with him.

So he never really moved on?

He never spoke about Amy in all these years, and he acts all normal, and I actually thought he was over with everything. But maybe I didn't look closely?

From my memory of Amy, she didn't seem like someone who would cheat on him at all. Why does Taehyung not understand that? It's useless trying to talk to him since he just shuts off and folds in as if no one else exists around him. Should I try to speak to Amy instead?

I quickly grabbed Taehyung's phone and copied Amy's number onto my phone under the contact name 'must talk soon' and put his phone back in place.

I will definitely do it someday. I want to find out the truth and help Taehyung. If she didn't really cheat, then how hard her life must have been all these years? How much she would be missing Taehyung?

My heart ached thinking of them and their son, and the happy lives they would have been leading now if not for the stupid report.

Did she have the baby? I will try my best to find out what happened and fix this.

Soon!

Author's POV

The restrooms in the economy class were all full, but MinJun urgently needed to use the restroom.

"Excuse me, my son urgently needs to use the washroom, but all the washrooms here are full. Could you please help us?" Amy politely asked the flight stewardess.

"Yeah, sure. He can use the washroom in the business class. But I'm afraid you can't take him there. We have VIP passengers there who need privacy. Would you mind if I take him along?" The stewardess smiled and asked politely.

"Oh, please take him. That is so kind of you," Amy told the stewardess and then turned to MinJun.

"MinJun-ah... this ahjumma will take you to the washroom. Please go with her," she said, and MinJun nodded vigorously, squeezing his thighs together, making his urgency evident.

"Okay, eomma," MinJun walked away with the stewardess into the business class cabin.

Taehyung's POV

Sunk in my seat, I was watching Avengers : Endgame.

Scratch that.

The movie was playing. But I was lost in my thoughts.

"Hyung... look at that little boy. Why do I feel that he looks exactly like you?" Jungkook exclaimed suddenly and shook me by my arm.

"Huh? Where?" I removed my headphones and questioned him; totally disinterested.

"There," he smiled brightly and pointed to the little boy who had just come out of the washroom.

I was shocked.

He does look exactly like me. His eyes, hair and skin are just like mine. He looks exactly like me from my childhood photos. I feel as if I have known him since forever. I so want to squish his cheeks and talk to him. Would his parents mind? Why is he here alone with the stewardess?

Ignoring the questions within my mind and the flutter within my heart, I quickly decided to talk to the little boy.

When he was approaching me, I waved to him in tiny and smiled at him. He smiled back, and my heart stopped for a second.

Am I looking at a mirror?

He smiled exactly like me.

I asked the stewardess if I could speak to the boy for a minute, and she agreed, smiling.

"Hey, what's your name, champ?" I asked him, extending my hand for a high five.

"Kim MinJun" he replied softly and high fived me with his tiny soft hand. His voice was adorable and his cheeks were so kissable.

But wait! Kim MinJun? The name stirred back the memories deposited at the bottom of my heart and made my eyes well up. If I had a son, I wanted to name him that, and he would pretty much be this big by now.

"Wow! What a nice name you have. How old are you?" I asked him curiously.

"I'm five years old," he said, and my heart pounded faster.

That's exactly how old he would have been

"You're so adorable. Can I squish your cheeks a bit?" I asked him, chuckling

"My eomma loves to do it too," he smiled adorably flashing his cute teeth, and my heart literally melted into a puddle.

I squished his soft cheeks lightly and ruffled his silky black hair. He smiled and waved goodbye to me and walked past me.

I turned around and my gaze followed him until he exited the business class cabin.

"He looked exactly like you, right?" Jungkook remarked excitedly.

"Yeah, he did. I was so surprised too," I commented with a chuckle and went back to watching the movie and fell asleep in less than five minutes.

Amy's POV

"Thank you so much," I bowed to the stewardess.

"MinJun ah... do you feel better now?" I asked him, and he bobbed his head up and down, looking visibly relieved.

"Yes, eomma..." he smiled cutely, the trademark Taehyung smile that melted my heart.

"That's good," I ruffled his hair and leaned back in my seat.

"Eomma, red hair ahjussi asked me my name and pinched my cheeks," he complained and pouted innocently.

"What? Did he pinch hard?" I panicked slightly, my mommy instincts making me worry about the increasing number of pedophiles that were lurking around everywhere.

"No, no," he shook his head.

A breath of relief escaped my lips.
"MinJun-ah, look here, honey bun... you shouldn't ever talk to strangers and tell them your name or anything else about you, okay? They can be bad guys," I informed him in a serious tone.

He looked at me worriedly and nodded,
"Okay, eomma. I won't," his puppy eyes made him look so irresistible that I couldn't hold back the big smile as I kissed his cheek and ruffled his soft hair.

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One step closer, but still so far.
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