ONE OF YOUR GIRLS - Chapter 7: Chapter 7
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Minhyun’s small footsteps echoed in the hallway as he approached the living room, where voices drifted softly from within. His curiosity peaked as he peeked around the corner and froze.
“The man from the park?” Minhyun whispered to himself, wide-eyed. It was him. The tall, kind-looking man who his mommy introduced as an 'old friend' at the park last week. He was sitting on the couch with Mommy, looking both nervous and out of place in their home.
He stepped forward cautiously, his voice ringing with innocence and confusion. “Mommy? What’s the man from the park doing here?”
Wonwoo stiffened. He turned to look at Minhyun, his face pale, his eyes filled with a mix of anxiety and determination. Before he could speak, Minhyun tilted his head, frowning. “You said we’re gonna bring Daddy home soon. Is he-” His eyes darted to Dino, who was standing awkwardly nearby. "Papa, you said Daddy’s coming back!”
Dino stammered, unsure of how to respond, but Wonwoo raised a hand to stop him. He stood and walked over to Minhyun, his knees shaking as he knelt before his son.
“Minhyun,” Wonwoo began, his voice trembling but steadying as he looked into his son’s eyes. “I need to tell you something very important.”
Minhyun looked at him expectantly, his little fists gripping the hem of his shirt.
Taking a deep breath, Wonwoo finally said, “This man, the one you saw at the park… he’s not just a man. He’s your daddy.”
Minhyun’s eyes widened even further, his mouth opening in surprise. “What? Him?” He looked over at Mingyu, who was watching them intently, his expression soft and emotional. “But… why didn’t you say anything at the park?”
Mingyu smiled gently, his voice low but warm. “I didn’t know how to tell you back then, Minhyun. But I’m here now.”
Minhyun turned back to Wonwoo, his small voice laced with confusion. “Mommy, why didn’t you tell me before? You always said Daddy was far away. He wasn’t far… he was here?”
Wonwoo’s heart broke at the crack in Minhyun’s voice. He reached out, pulling Minhyun into a hug. “I’m so sorry, Minhyun. I was scared… I didn’t know how to tell you. But now I want you to know the truth.”
Mingyu approached slowly, kneeling beside Wonwoo. His hand hovered uncertainly before gently resting on Minhyun’s back. “I missed so many moments, Minhyun. But I promise you, I’m going to be here for you now. For both of you.”
Minhyun pulled back slightly, his lips quivering as he looked between them. “Really? You’re my daddy? You’re not gonna leave us?”
Mingyu shook his head firmly, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Never. I promise.”
Minhyun studied his face for a long moment before a small, hesitant smile broke out. “Okay,” he whispered, and then louder, “Okay, Daddy.”
Wonwoo exhaled a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, his arms tightening around his son as Mingyu joined them in an emotional embrace. The family they’d all been longing for was finally beginning to take shape.
The embrace lingered, a moment of raw emotion binding the three together. But Minhyun pulled back slightly, his tiny hands resting on Mingyu’s broad shoulders, his face serious.
“Daddy,” he said, testing the word like it was a foreign taste on his tongue. “Why weren’t you with me and Mommy before? Why did you take so long to come back?”
Mingyu’s chest tightened, guilt washing over him. He glanced at Wonwoo, who nodded subtly, encouraging him to speak honestly.
“Minhyun,” Mingyu began, his voice heavy with regret. “I didn’t know about you until recently. If I had known… if I had known you and your Mommy needed me, I would’ve been here sooner. I would’ve never left.”
Minhyun’s brows furrowed in confusion. “You didn’t know? But Mommy knew about you. Why didn’t Mommy tell you?”
Wonwoo’s breath hitched, but he steadied himself. “Minhyun, it’s complicated. Mommy was scared… scared that things wouldn’t work out, scared that…” He trailed off, his voice faltering.
Mingyu gently squeezed Minhyun’s shoulder, his tone soothing. “Your Mommy did what he thought was best for you. And even though I wasn’t there, your Mommy made sure you grew up happy and loved. I can see how amazing you are because of him.”
Minhyun glanced at Wonwoo, his small face softening. “Mommy was always here for me.”
“And I’ll always be,” Wonwoo promised, brushing his hand gently through Minhyun’s hair.
“But now I have two people who’ll always be here for me?” Minhyun asked, his tone laced with both hope and doubt.
Mingyu smiled, his hand ruffling Minhyun’s hair. “That’s right. Two people who love you more than anything.”
For a moment, Minhyun studied their faces, as if trying to decide if he could trust this new reality. Then, in a move that caught both adults off guard, he reached for Mingyu and hugged him tightly.
“I always wanted a daddy,” Minhyun whispered into Mingyu’s shoulder, his voice trembling.
Mingyu’s arms wrapped protectively around him, tears spilling freely now. “And I always wanted to be your daddy. I’m so sorry I wasn’t here sooner, but I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”
Wonwoo watched them, his heart swelling with relief and bittersweet emotion. This was what Minhyun deserved. A father who adored him, who would protect him. And despite the rocky path that brought them here, he could see the beginning of a brighter future.
Minhyun pulled back again, his eyes shining with unshed tears. “Okay, Daddy. But you have to promise to stay. No going away, okay?”
“I promise,” Mingyu said without hesitation, his voice firm and full of love. “I’m here to stay, for you and for your Mommy.”
Minhyun’s gaze flicked to Wonwoo, a mischievous glint forming despite the seriousness of the moment. “Does this mean you and Mommy have to kiss now? Like in the movies?”
Wonwoo’s face turned crimson, while Mingyu chuckled softly. “Maybe someday,” Mingyu teased, his eyes glimmering with affection as he glanced at Wonwoo.
Minhyun giggled, the heaviness of the moment lifting. He squeezed both their hands tightly and declared with childlike confidence, “Okay, then. Our family is complete now!”
As the three of them sat together, wrapped in newfound hope, the house felt warmer, brighter. A place where love and second chances had finally found their way home.
Later that evening, after putting Minhyun to bed—where he insisted Mingyu tell him a bedtime story. Wonwoo and Mingyu found themselves alone in the quiet living room. Mingyu sat on the couch, his hands fidgeting nervously, while Wonwoo leaned against the kitchen counter, sipping a cup of tea.
The silence between them wasn’t uncomfortable, but it carried the weight of unspoken words. Finally, Mingyu broke it.
“He’s amazing,” Mingyu said softly, his voice filled with awe. “Minhyun. He’s smart, funny… and so full of love. That’s because of you.”
Wonwoo’s lips curved into a small smile, but he didn’t meet Mingyu’s gaze. “I did my best, but it wasn’t easy. There were times I wished you were here, Mingyu.”
Mingyu’s expression darkened with guilt. “Wonwoo, I-”
“You didn’t know,” Wonwoo interrupted, setting his cup down. “I can’t blame you for something you didn’t even realize. But now that you’re here…” He trailed off, his voice faltering as he finally met Mingyu’s eyes.
Mingyu leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “Now that I’m here, I don’t want to just be some guy who shows up occasionally. I want to be part of his life. Both of your lives.”
Wonwoo’s heart skipped a beat at the sincerity in Mingyu’s voice. He wanted to believe him, but the years of doing it all alone made him hesitant. “It’s not that simple, Mingyu. Minhyun… he’s excited now, but if you leave-”
“I won’t leave,” Mingyu interrupted firmly, standing up. His tall frame seemed to fill the room, but his voice was soft, almost pleading. “I’m here to stay, Wonwoo. For him. And…” He hesitated, his gaze locking with Wonwoo’s. “For you.”
Wonwoo’s breath hitched, his defenses faltering. “For me?”
Mingyu stepped closer, his voice lowering. “I know I’ve missed so much, but the more I see you, the way you love Minhyun, the way you’ve held everything together, I realize I don’t just want to be a father. I want to try… to be more. For you. If you’ll let me.”
Wonwoo’s heart raced, his mind a swirl of emotions. For so long, he had convinced himself that he didn’t need anyone, that he and Minhyun were fine on their own. But now, standing here with Mingyu, seeing the raw sincerity in his eyes, he wasn’t so sure anymore.
“Mingyu…” Wonwoo began, his voice trembling. “This isn’t just about us. If we… if we try, and it doesn’t work, Minhyun will be the one who gets hurt the most.”
“I know,” Mingyu said, his voice steady. “And that’s why I’m not rushing anything. I just want to be here, to show you, and him, that I’m serious. That I’m not going anywhere.”
For a long moment, neither of them spoke. Then, slowly, Wonwoo nodded, his eyes softening. “Okay,” he whispered. “We’ll take it one step at a time.”
Mingyu smiled, relief washing over his features. “That’s all I’m asking for.”
The next morning, Minhyun woke up to find both his Mommy and Daddy in the kitchen. Wonwoo was flipping pancakes while Mingyu was helping him set the table.
“Morning, sunshine,” Mingyu greeted, crouching down to scoop Minhyun up into his arms.
Minhyun giggled, rubbing his eyes. “Morning, Daddy. Are you staying for breakfast?”
Mingyu chuckled, pressing a kiss to Minhyun’s forehead. “I’m staying for every breakfast from now on.”
Minhyun beamed, his small arms wrapping around Mingyu’s neck. “Yay! Can we eat pancakes together every day?”
Wonwoo turned from the stove, a faint smile on his lips. “We’ll see about that. Daddy might have to learn how to make pancakes first.”
Mingyu laughed, his eyes twinkling. “Challenge accepted.”
As they sat down for breakfast, the room was filled with the sound of laughter and the promise of a new beginning.
“The man from the park?” Minhyun whispered to himself, wide-eyed. It was him. The tall, kind-looking man who his mommy introduced as an 'old friend' at the park last week. He was sitting on the couch with Mommy, looking both nervous and out of place in their home.
He stepped forward cautiously, his voice ringing with innocence and confusion. “Mommy? What’s the man from the park doing here?”
Wonwoo stiffened. He turned to look at Minhyun, his face pale, his eyes filled with a mix of anxiety and determination. Before he could speak, Minhyun tilted his head, frowning. “You said we’re gonna bring Daddy home soon. Is he-” His eyes darted to Dino, who was standing awkwardly nearby. "Papa, you said Daddy’s coming back!”
Dino stammered, unsure of how to respond, but Wonwoo raised a hand to stop him. He stood and walked over to Minhyun, his knees shaking as he knelt before his son.
“Minhyun,” Wonwoo began, his voice trembling but steadying as he looked into his son’s eyes. “I need to tell you something very important.”
Minhyun looked at him expectantly, his little fists gripping the hem of his shirt.
Taking a deep breath, Wonwoo finally said, “This man, the one you saw at the park… he’s not just a man. He’s your daddy.”
Minhyun’s eyes widened even further, his mouth opening in surprise. “What? Him?” He looked over at Mingyu, who was watching them intently, his expression soft and emotional. “But… why didn’t you say anything at the park?”
Mingyu smiled gently, his voice low but warm. “I didn’t know how to tell you back then, Minhyun. But I’m here now.”
Minhyun turned back to Wonwoo, his small voice laced with confusion. “Mommy, why didn’t you tell me before? You always said Daddy was far away. He wasn’t far… he was here?”
Wonwoo’s heart broke at the crack in Minhyun’s voice. He reached out, pulling Minhyun into a hug. “I’m so sorry, Minhyun. I was scared… I didn’t know how to tell you. But now I want you to know the truth.”
Mingyu approached slowly, kneeling beside Wonwoo. His hand hovered uncertainly before gently resting on Minhyun’s back. “I missed so many moments, Minhyun. But I promise you, I’m going to be here for you now. For both of you.”
Minhyun pulled back slightly, his lips quivering as he looked between them. “Really? You’re my daddy? You’re not gonna leave us?”
Mingyu shook his head firmly, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Never. I promise.”
Minhyun studied his face for a long moment before a small, hesitant smile broke out. “Okay,” he whispered, and then louder, “Okay, Daddy.”
Wonwoo exhaled a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, his arms tightening around his son as Mingyu joined them in an emotional embrace. The family they’d all been longing for was finally beginning to take shape.
The embrace lingered, a moment of raw emotion binding the three together. But Minhyun pulled back slightly, his tiny hands resting on Mingyu’s broad shoulders, his face serious.
“Daddy,” he said, testing the word like it was a foreign taste on his tongue. “Why weren’t you with me and Mommy before? Why did you take so long to come back?”
Mingyu’s chest tightened, guilt washing over him. He glanced at Wonwoo, who nodded subtly, encouraging him to speak honestly.
“Minhyun,” Mingyu began, his voice heavy with regret. “I didn’t know about you until recently. If I had known… if I had known you and your Mommy needed me, I would’ve been here sooner. I would’ve never left.”
Minhyun’s brows furrowed in confusion. “You didn’t know? But Mommy knew about you. Why didn’t Mommy tell you?”
Wonwoo’s breath hitched, but he steadied himself. “Minhyun, it’s complicated. Mommy was scared… scared that things wouldn’t work out, scared that…” He trailed off, his voice faltering.
Mingyu gently squeezed Minhyun’s shoulder, his tone soothing. “Your Mommy did what he thought was best for you. And even though I wasn’t there, your Mommy made sure you grew up happy and loved. I can see how amazing you are because of him.”
Minhyun glanced at Wonwoo, his small face softening. “Mommy was always here for me.”
“And I’ll always be,” Wonwoo promised, brushing his hand gently through Minhyun’s hair.
“But now I have two people who’ll always be here for me?” Minhyun asked, his tone laced with both hope and doubt.
Mingyu smiled, his hand ruffling Minhyun’s hair. “That’s right. Two people who love you more than anything.”
For a moment, Minhyun studied their faces, as if trying to decide if he could trust this new reality. Then, in a move that caught both adults off guard, he reached for Mingyu and hugged him tightly.
“I always wanted a daddy,” Minhyun whispered into Mingyu’s shoulder, his voice trembling.
Mingyu’s arms wrapped protectively around him, tears spilling freely now. “And I always wanted to be your daddy. I’m so sorry I wasn’t here sooner, but I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”
Wonwoo watched them, his heart swelling with relief and bittersweet emotion. This was what Minhyun deserved. A father who adored him, who would protect him. And despite the rocky path that brought them here, he could see the beginning of a brighter future.
Minhyun pulled back again, his eyes shining with unshed tears. “Okay, Daddy. But you have to promise to stay. No going away, okay?”
“I promise,” Mingyu said without hesitation, his voice firm and full of love. “I’m here to stay, for you and for your Mommy.”
Minhyun’s gaze flicked to Wonwoo, a mischievous glint forming despite the seriousness of the moment. “Does this mean you and Mommy have to kiss now? Like in the movies?”
Wonwoo’s face turned crimson, while Mingyu chuckled softly. “Maybe someday,” Mingyu teased, his eyes glimmering with affection as he glanced at Wonwoo.
Minhyun giggled, the heaviness of the moment lifting. He squeezed both their hands tightly and declared with childlike confidence, “Okay, then. Our family is complete now!”
As the three of them sat together, wrapped in newfound hope, the house felt warmer, brighter. A place where love and second chances had finally found their way home.
Later that evening, after putting Minhyun to bed—where he insisted Mingyu tell him a bedtime story. Wonwoo and Mingyu found themselves alone in the quiet living room. Mingyu sat on the couch, his hands fidgeting nervously, while Wonwoo leaned against the kitchen counter, sipping a cup of tea.
The silence between them wasn’t uncomfortable, but it carried the weight of unspoken words. Finally, Mingyu broke it.
“He’s amazing,” Mingyu said softly, his voice filled with awe. “Minhyun. He’s smart, funny… and so full of love. That’s because of you.”
Wonwoo’s lips curved into a small smile, but he didn’t meet Mingyu’s gaze. “I did my best, but it wasn’t easy. There were times I wished you were here, Mingyu.”
Mingyu’s expression darkened with guilt. “Wonwoo, I-”
“You didn’t know,” Wonwoo interrupted, setting his cup down. “I can’t blame you for something you didn’t even realize. But now that you’re here…” He trailed off, his voice faltering as he finally met Mingyu’s eyes.
Mingyu leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “Now that I’m here, I don’t want to just be some guy who shows up occasionally. I want to be part of his life. Both of your lives.”
Wonwoo’s heart skipped a beat at the sincerity in Mingyu’s voice. He wanted to believe him, but the years of doing it all alone made him hesitant. “It’s not that simple, Mingyu. Minhyun… he’s excited now, but if you leave-”
“I won’t leave,” Mingyu interrupted firmly, standing up. His tall frame seemed to fill the room, but his voice was soft, almost pleading. “I’m here to stay, Wonwoo. For him. And…” He hesitated, his gaze locking with Wonwoo’s. “For you.”
Wonwoo’s breath hitched, his defenses faltering. “For me?”
Mingyu stepped closer, his voice lowering. “I know I’ve missed so much, but the more I see you, the way you love Minhyun, the way you’ve held everything together, I realize I don’t just want to be a father. I want to try… to be more. For you. If you’ll let me.”
Wonwoo’s heart raced, his mind a swirl of emotions. For so long, he had convinced himself that he didn’t need anyone, that he and Minhyun were fine on their own. But now, standing here with Mingyu, seeing the raw sincerity in his eyes, he wasn’t so sure anymore.
“Mingyu…” Wonwoo began, his voice trembling. “This isn’t just about us. If we… if we try, and it doesn’t work, Minhyun will be the one who gets hurt the most.”
“I know,” Mingyu said, his voice steady. “And that’s why I’m not rushing anything. I just want to be here, to show you, and him, that I’m serious. That I’m not going anywhere.”
For a long moment, neither of them spoke. Then, slowly, Wonwoo nodded, his eyes softening. “Okay,” he whispered. “We’ll take it one step at a time.”
Mingyu smiled, relief washing over his features. “That’s all I’m asking for.”
The next morning, Minhyun woke up to find both his Mommy and Daddy in the kitchen. Wonwoo was flipping pancakes while Mingyu was helping him set the table.
“Morning, sunshine,” Mingyu greeted, crouching down to scoop Minhyun up into his arms.
Minhyun giggled, rubbing his eyes. “Morning, Daddy. Are you staying for breakfast?”
Mingyu chuckled, pressing a kiss to Minhyun’s forehead. “I’m staying for every breakfast from now on.”
Minhyun beamed, his small arms wrapping around Mingyu’s neck. “Yay! Can we eat pancakes together every day?”
Wonwoo turned from the stove, a faint smile on his lips. “We’ll see about that. Daddy might have to learn how to make pancakes first.”
Mingyu laughed, his eyes twinkling. “Challenge accepted.”
As they sat down for breakfast, the room was filled with the sound of laughter and the promise of a new beginning.
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