Second Knock. Second Chances
SPIN-OFF: EXO Lu Han's Snobbish (Man Hater) Soulmate [PLEASE DO NOT TRANSLATE/PLAGIARIZE][A/N: Ayo Waddup. LOL. I'm updating!!! Heehee… Seems like the setup will become like this! Since the time difference is confusing me, I've been doing double updates. LOL. And I've been listening to the songs you recommended, they're all nice! And heehee, sorry if I can't tell a lot of details about the third fanfic, and mianhe for killing the Chae Han romance for the past chapters. Bows in apology.]
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>>>CHAE RIN'S POV<<<
"Joon Myun, did you enjoy our field trip a while ago?"
I combed his hair and tucked him to bed.
Field Trip. Yep, a field trip.
For the past two weeks and three days, all I did was to distract Joon Myun…
I'd take him swimming, painting, eating, hiking..
just to make him forget about his once-existent Lu Han appa…
It's tough. I feel like a single mom raising her child alone.
And I'm sorry I can't give my brother the complete family.
I was successful. Joon Myun wasn't asking about Lu Han these days, but tonight, as I prepared to kill all the lights and let the rain tap on the window pane,
Joon Myun whined. "Umma, Daddy is coming back, right?"
Daddy.. What a fitting word. You can't call Lu Han your daddy. Daddies are responsible. He isn't.
"Joon Myun-ah, we will visit Joo Young one of these days. We're going to welcome Little Joo Hun to the world. How does that sound?" I asked.
Joon Myun rolled over and hid his face.
"Joo Hun is lucky, isn't he, Chae Rin umma?" was his response.
I smiled. "Why did you say that?"
My brother sometimes sounds very clever.
"Because Joo Hun's got a father and a mother." My brother said.
That hurt.
And you know why I can't say anything else? You know why I can't say… my brother said and it slashed me. I felt sorrow, misery.. It's the world against me… You know why I can't get to say that? You wanna know?
Because it simply hurt.
"Because Joo Hun's got a father and mother."
I didn't get to say anything; I walked out and proceeded to fold the clothes in the laundry room.
I got tired of it. I hated how I was folding dry clothes yet outside, the rain was pouring.
I tend to observe the biggest ironies when I myself becomes an irony.
I'm being ironic. I smile in front of my brother, but when I'm all alone, I cry like a stupid schoolgirl who got rejected by the Kingka.
No, Chae Rin, you're not being ironic.
You're being pretentious.
I'm not.Yes, you are.
Well go out right now. Go out without an umbrella, and for sure, you'd be saying that it's not too cold.
But you
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