He should be here. If he isn’t, I’m totally screwed.

My feet skidded to a stop as I saw a familiar figure sitting on the bench, facing away from me and slouching. I stared at its back some more, confirming if it was really him.

Jung Daehyun

I was about to speak, to yell at him on why he had run off like that, but then he spoke first.

“Why did they have to leave? From what Aunt Min told me, I have been a good kid all my life. Well, at least three years of my life. Aunt Min told me that I always listened to her, that I always do my homework and fix the bed. But why did eomma and appa leave?” Daehyun sniffled, his head hanging down.

“Did I do anything wrong? Am I a bad kid? I have to endure this day for fifteen long years without anyone comforting me. Even Youngjae doesn’t come near me today. I remember seeing eomma’s smile before she was taken to the emergency room. I heard the local town people, whispering about how bad luck I am. How I’m the unwanted child.”

“Did I really do anything wrong? Am I that unlucky to have no parents? Do you know how to feels when it’s parent’s day in school and you have no one to bring? I guess not. I guess I’m just very unlucky. Nobody loves me, right? Nobody even cared to find me-“

“You shut up right there,” I stated loudly, causing the blonde figure to turn whip his head to my direction. I glared at him, my anger just centimeters from the surface.

I was about to pity him, and comfort him like what I know B.A.P would do if they found him, but then he said those damn words.

I stomped over to him, stopping right in front of the moping Ice Prince. Daehyun looked at me once before hanging his head again, leaning his elbows on his knees.

“Go away Namjoo, I don’t need-“

He was interrupted, for I slapped that idiot in the face. Daehyun touched his bright red cheek, staring at me in horror.

“You hypocrite! Awhile ago, you were sad that no one even bothered to find you, but when I’m right here, you tell me to go away!” I exclaimed, causing the passers-by to glare at us. Daehyun scowled but said nothing.

“I want to be alone Namjoo. And, if you will excuse me-“ he started to stand up and walk away. I rolled my eyes and grabbed his wrist firmly, dragging him nearer the Han River, where we were currently at. I leaned on the huge wall that separated us from the river and stared at Daehyun like a teacher ready to scold his student.

Daehyun leaned too, shoving his hands in his pockets and looking away from me.

My demeanor softened, my posture slacking. I realized that Daehyun probably had had this talk with his Aunt Min, about trying to move on and accept the truth.

I’m going to try something different.

“My dad abused my mom and me before…he left. He wanted to become a singer, a well-known one. He separated from us when I was a little kid. He’s famous now, but not here, in the States. He never came back. My mom was traumatized, but after a year, things seemed to work out. She learned to be independent, and after a few years of working hard, she finally has a stable job and she was able to get me into a good school.

Look, I know my situation is nothing compared to yours, but you have to understand that this is not what your parents would want you be.” Daehyun glanced at me, his eyes narrowing in disbelief.

“How do you know? You never met them.” He scoffed, rolling his eyes. I took a deep breathe to calm myself.

Hey, at least he was listening, right?

“Because I know my mom wouldn’t want me to live in the past. She would want me to move on from that horrible event. I know your parents are good people; they don’t want to see their son being sad for them after fifteen years.” I reached out a hesitant hand and brushed the fallen bangs on Daehyun’s face.

He started shedding tears, but he had no inclination to wipe it. His gaze was focused on

the ground, not saying a word.

“Now stop moping around before I-“

“Can you come with me?” he asked suddenly, his eyes slowly traveling up to me. I gulped as he stared into my eyes fiercely.

“Wh-Where?” I stuttered, my eyes flickering towards the floor.

Great, now I’m the one who gets embarrassed?
 

“To Seoul Memorial Park. Why? You don’t want me visiting eomma and appa? I have yet to introduce you to them.” Daehyun smiled softly before taking my hand in his, interlocking them together. I nodded as he led the way.

~

“Eomma and appa, this is Kim Namjoo,” Daehyun said brightly, talking to the ground where the stone with the carvings was placed, also with the white roses.

“Go on,” Daehyun encouraged, smiling softly as he gave me a little push. I nodded and kneeled, placing my hands on my lap and bowing respectfully low

“Hello Mrs. Jung and Mr. Jung. I am Kim Namjoo. I have been dating your son for almost six months, ever since March. I want to say that even though you were not there for the next fifteen years of his life, you have raised an amazing son. He’s caring, sweet and he’ll go out of his way to help others in need. I hope you let me be with him, and I hope you accept me,” I beamed,

“I may hit him once in awhile-“

“Er, maybe all the time?”

“But I only do that to teach him a lesson. I really love your son, Mrs. Jung. I wish you were both here to see how far your son has come. I know you’re smiling somewhere up there, listening to me ramble on and on. Thank you for Jung Daehyun. He has seriously made a positive impact in my life. If you do accept me, I also love you, omonim and abeonim.”

I bowed again and stood up, glancing over to Daehyun who had his eyebrows raised.

“What?” I asked him harshly, causing him to chuckle. He shook his head before kneeling down too.

“Eomma, appa, did you hear her? I know you will accept her. Don’t worry eomma, she has been good to me, well at least sometimes-“

“Jung Daehyun”

“I’m joking! She’s really amazing. She’s sarcastic, she lacks manners and etiquette, but I love her, mom and dad. She gave color to my life. I have you guys and B.A.P, but Namjoo is someone special in my heart. She takes care of me, she makes me smile, and I know my heart beats only for her. I really love her eomma. Appa, I will treat her right, like how you taught me when I was little. Please accept her. She’s someone I don’t want to lose. Ever.”

Tears escaped my eyes as I hastily wiped them away.

This Daehyun, saying sweet things at the right times.

“I will move on now, eomma and appa. I will not be sad anymore on this day. I will be happy that the two of you are already at peace. I just wish you stayed with me longer,” Daehyun sighed sadly, “But, I will move on. Eomma, make sure you eat a lot, and appa, treat eomma like how I treat Namjoo.” Daehyun smiled to himself.

“Rest in peace, eomma and appa. I love you.” Daehyun choked out the last words, smiling once more and going lower to kiss the carved stone. He stood up, brushing his jeans and his shoulders.

“You’re too much of a neat freak,” I commented, looping my arm around his, grinning. Daehyun pecked my nose before leading the way to the dorm.

“I love you Namjoo,”

“…”

“Alright then, I’ll just call up Sarang to see if she’s free and we could-“

“I LOVE YOU JUNG DAEHYUN!” I shouted at the sky, blushing furiously. Daehyun laughed aloud, his laugh melodious and nice to hear.

I guess we can all move on from the bad things in our life.

We only need that special someone to help us with moving on.

And my special someone is no other than… Lee Taemin of SHINee.

I’m joking, of course.

Jung Daehyun, thank you for helping me move on.

“I love you, more than you know turtle,” I muttered, leaning my head on his shoulder, strolling leisurely with the boy I know I could love without hesitation.

A/N: Double update! Did you guys liked it? I hope you do! Thank you for the 205 subscriptions! I really love you all, thank you for having the time to read my story. It really makes up my day :3

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