12:09
12:09Mrs Kim drifted off in a well deserved sleep.
Her son wailing— like any baby would— was whisked away by nurses and doctors.
Head doctor chuckled at the joke made the nurse.
His skintone a microscopic shade darker than an authentic korean baby.
Mum made him on the coast of Hawaii.
Don't be stupid, it doesn't make sense.
Oh look now, he's sleeping.
Hush little boy, grow up well.
Eat well.
Sleep well, Kim Jongin.
12:09pm, 14th Jan 1996, Seoul National Hospital
Jongin's red face.
His screaming voice.
His shaking balls of fists.
His mother crying.
What happened? What happened?
The doctors asked while nurses tended the baby.
My son, my son, she cried.
Kkamjong-ah, what happened?
He fell from his high chair, I think he broke something somewhere.
Oh that, Mrs Kim.
Don't worry, they said.
They offered her reassuring smiles.
There's a cure for that.
Let the doctors do it, they added.
Oh god. Oh thank god .
Jongin-ah, please don't scare your old mother like that.
12:09pm, 14th Jan 1998, Seoul
Birthday songs.
(Who created them anyway, he wondered, they all sound the same.)
Laughter.
Cheers.
Camera flashes.
Nobody reminded him where he spent his last birthday.
He was too young to understand anyway.
More laughter.
Jonginnie, look here sweetheart.
Ah, such a handsome boy.
Grow well, jonginnie.
a/n: well uh, hi? I'm sorry if it's bad. I'm testing the waters atm. If you guys like it, i'll continue. If not.....idk lol. Mmm, this will be three chapters long with three segments each. So....reviews will be much appreciated!~ ^^♥
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