credit: 30 Kisses writing challenge, no. 27 Overflow (27:零れる/afureru)

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This is oneshot sequel from Chapter 1. Our Own World; which i suggest you read it first if you havent 

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It’s been a while; 3 years has passed.
And many things happened.

Right now once again I’m waiting for Minho to come, standing near the gate in Narita Airport.
Yes, I moved to Japan and stay here ever since.
But no, he didn’t live here with me.

Like I said, many things happened, and situation gets changed.

Minho and Tiffany were not together anymore as they got divorced 6 months ago, while I’m happily married with a Korean I got to know here in Tokyo and we're just celebrate our 1st anniversary.

Ah, there he is. Minho looked as handsome as I always knew of him, even though he looked slightly different than the last time I met him 6 months ago. His hair is a bit shorter, and he’s also a bit skinnier. I could see that his eyes don’t sparks as bright as before. But soon after he saw me his smile appeared, and those loving stare; it still goes the same like how he always look at me then he literally runs towards me.

I bent down to whispered something to the little prince who’s been holding my hand tightly, “Shin-ah, look, it’s Minho Appa.”

So no, Tiffany didn’t give Minho a child. But yes, I gave him a son.

As soon as Minho stepped closer to me, he gave me a peck on the cheek but lifted Shin on his arms right away, saying, “Look how big you are right now! Do you still remember me, Shin-ah?” as our son is staring at him. Shin might needs a little time to get used to Minho because he’s only 1 and a half year the last time he saw his appa.

My baby looks exactly like me, although a lot of his habits are similar to his father; the way he gritted his teeth on his sleeps or his favorite fruit is strawberries. No one, not even my parents know that he’s not Yonghwa’s son, except Minho and I. And my husband himself –yes, he knew. I told him too, how crazy he is, willing to take me and my baby to be with him as a family.

“Where’s Yonghwa-sshi?” Minho asked me as he’s just cant stop showering Shin’s chubby cheek with his kisses. I smiled sadly, knowing how he cant be with Shin as much as he wants.

“He has to go to Saitama because of a sudden task from his boss.” I explained as we walked to the train which will take us to Tokyo. But I think, he’s just being considerate to give Minho the time to meet Shin.

Minho looked at me, and I knew right away what he’s going to say, “I just cant understand that guy, that lucky bastard. I trusted you, but there’s no way I would let you go by yourself to meet me if I were him.”

I patted his cheek lovingly, but it always felt differently since things have changed between us; since we’re no longer together as a secret couple; as a so-called hidden lover. “It’s just because he understands, that’s all.”

“… or mainly stupid.” Minho muttered, but I know that deep down inside, he admires my husband, almost as much as I do. As then I heard him continued, “but annoyingly undefeated.” .. see?

Our silent conversation got cut by Shin as he suddenly called out, “.. Mi-no Appa?” and it makes Minho’s face lighten up so brightly. He lifted Shin up high and laughing so happily.

I saw there’s a woman, my mother’s age, is smiling as she looked at us. I nodded my head politely, thinking that maybe she thought about looking at one small yet happy family.

Well, we are a family the three of us; Minho, Shin and I. But I used to think that small world I shared with Minho only, it was long gone right now. Don’t ask me when did that world ends, and don’t ask me why because telling the story is going to take more than a day.

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As fate seems to always playing with Minho and I, waiting for a train like this reminds me on what I used to feel back then; how I want to just run away with him –and now with our son too, then forget the rest of the world to begin to build ours. But no, like I said, now everything is different.

Because of the cold, unconsciously Minho wrapped his left arm around my waist and lightly planted a kiss on the side of my head. I stood there and ignore the small but sweet intention coming from him, who even whispered “I missed you.” right after that.

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I love Yonghwa, I really do. I believe I do.

But Dear God, please forgive me that this very moment, .. I realized that I love Minho too long and too much, to resist the comfortable and warmth feeling as then I reaching out to held Shin’s small hand and slowly rested my head to Minho’s shoulder and whispered back, “Me too.”

And now as Shin is here with us, suddenly I began to miss our own world again, Minho.
 

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XDDDD shineeninja and Wondershobe, i hope you were satisfied with this sequel as i dedicated this chapter for you two! and i hope that i came up with your expectation to make a short continuation from chapter 1 :)

this sequel too, must leaving many questions on its open ending, but after this, im not planning to write any continuation of this chapter anymore. so i let your imagination to build your version of what happen next inside this story, she could stay with Yonghwa or Minho, it's up to your choice (please do tell me, if you have thoughts) :D

thank you everyone for your comments! it gave me inspiration to continue to write and also to continue making correction on many flaws i have in my stories..

and for chasethestars, thank you so much for the critics, and I decided to change the title from Drabbles into Short Stories.

loads of love,

z.