"appa--" a soft hand press against his cheeks followed by giggles and whispering 

"shh baby, don't wake up your appa" a soft voice hush, the little girl looks at her with a pout then she turn to her sleeping father 
"appa" she pressed her soft hands on his face again making him to stir in his sleep 

"minhae" doojoon audible whispers on his sleep 
"jinho" he added 

a sharp pang of hurt and guilt run over her spine, even if he's with them his family are still in his mind 
she thought, ignoring the noise coming from her daughter she stood up and walk to living room 
she grabs her mobile phone, scrolling on her contacts when she saw a particular name she immediately type a message and send it. 
She then didn't waste any time she dispose her sim card and throw it on trash bin 
"im going to made him chose us, not you" she angrily whisper  She snap of his thoughts when she heard her daughter cries, she run back on room only to found doojoon grabbing his jacket and stuffs. 

"doojoon, we're are you going?" she ask 

"home, im going home! I’m not suppose to be here! Why you didn't wake me up? ! They must be looking at me" doojoon runs outside 

"doojoon!" 


"not now! Not now ********!" 



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You are sitting on couch blankly starring at the dead television, 
you called jinhae to take jinho to your father's house. 

An hour ago, you received a message with a picture of doojoon sleeping peacefully on others bed 
*is this your fiancé?* 

tears started to roll on your face again, immediately you wipe it away you done crying and you didn't want to cry again. 
You will not going to burst it all now, not now yet. 

You grip on the rounded bond on your finger, clenching your teeth together to stop your tears again
You need to stay calm for your son's sake; you can't just break away from it. 

Before you are hoping that only someone wants to play frank on you sending you an anon messages and treats. 
But now with enough evidence that doojoon knows whoever sends you messages are enough for you for burst and break it, but you can't. 
Doojoon are still your son's father and you love him. 


Whatever is happening you are going to find it in your own way. 


You look at the door frame when you heard a noise of wheels stretching outside your house. 
You heard every heavy footstep he makes towards the door and on the cue it open revealing an exhausted doojoon. 

Nervous and fear written on his face, he immediately saw you sitting on th couch still on your nigth gown. 

"minhae" doojoon carefully call you taking his steps to you 


"stop" you whispers doojoon froze on his step gulping hard looking at you you stood up from the couch and face him, 
you want to avoid his eyes but you can't help it 
His eyes locks on yours, telling you how sorry he is, 
you clench your fist together stopping yourself on break down in front of him. 
The blue long sleeves he was wearing yesterday that you prepared for him, the same clothe he was wearing on the picture and the same clothes he was wearing now, in front of you. 

So the picture we're telling the truth? You thought. 

"min--" 

"a-are you hungry? do yo- do you want me to cook for you?" you can see his brows frowns with a sweat despite of cold weather 

"jagi--" 

"You have work today right? Go chance, i'll prepare your breakfast" you walk passed on him