I wrap my towel around my waist as I get out of the shower. I let out a breath and wipe my hand along the foggy mirror so that my face is visible. My hair draped over my eyes, I stand up straight. I slap my tight stomach and flex. I chuckle at my stupidness. I walk into my room and start getting dressed. Since its a barbeque I decided to wear a white T-shirt and some shorts. "Bella!" I call for her as I head out of the room. "What?!" She yells back.

"Are you ready to go!?" I ask as I walk into her room. "Yaaaah!!!!!" I hear her yell as I walk in, I catch a glimpse of her in her underwear and bra. My face immediately heating up with embarrassment. "Daaaaaad! GET OUT!!!" she screams as she runs over and shuts the door almost catching my hand in the process. I hear the door lock, "Sorry... I should have.. knocked..." I say feeling awkward. She says nothing.

I walk over to Sam's room. "You ready buddy?" I ask. He runs up to me. "Look good?" He asks. I scan him. He was wearing his pajama pants that had iron man prints on it, and a buttoned up dress shirt on. Most often buttons weren't even in the right place. I chuckle, "No.. Here. I'll help." I pick him up and walk over to his dressers.

I pull out little denim shorts and a iron man tank top, he's been very fond of Iron man lately. I think its because he liked the Civil war movie, I'm surprised he didn't like Captain America.

He throws off his shirt and his pants. "Better?" I ask as I help him into his clothes. He nods and throws me his signature bunny smile, I throw mine back to him. "Yah! Appa. For you." He says as he trots over to his little table that used to be Bella's. It had crayons and markers scattered on it. He walks back over to me.
He hands me a folded paper, a huge smile splits my face. Its a card.

It says. Hapy Birtday Appa! In all different colors and scribbles around it, looking like birthday streamers. This kid really knows how to decorate.

I open it, there is a drawing of trees, a sun in the corner and with a drawing of two egg looking people in the middle holding hands with the happiest expressions on their little drawn faces. "That's you." He points to the fattest one. My heart skips a beat, its so adorable.

I look up at his cute face. "Thank you Sam. I love it." I say refolding it and pulling him into a hug. "Happy Birthday Appa." He says. I kiss his head. "I'm ready dad." I hear behind me. I let go of Sam and stand up. My eyes widen to the sight of her outfit. "You're not wearing that." I say. She frowns. "Why not?" She asks, her hip sticking out and her hands on the balls of her hips. "Because I said so." I bite back.

Her shorts were really short, the pockets were sticking out from the bottom and her shirt rose above her belly button. "Put on a nice dress or something." I say as I push her towards her room. I hear her grunt as she stomps back into her room and locks the door behind her.

She's 12 for crying out loud. Who dresses like that? I walk over to my room and set Sam's birthday card on my night stand and head back into his room. He's playing with his cars again. I sit as his table and watch him, setting all his coloring supplies back into the little basket. "Better?" I hear in the door way. I smile. Her dress was a tiny bit above her knees and she wore a little sweater over it. I clap my hands together. "Okay! Let's go!" I cheer and pick up Sam. We head out the door.

**

"I'm so sorry Jungkook.. How does it feel to be a widower?" I'm a bit taken back by the question. "Uh." I don't know how to answer, being that it was a sensitive topic for me and that I don't want to talk about it on my birthday. Yeah, a lot of people have asked me that stupid question, but it still always takes me by surprise. Being that I forget that my wife is gone. Day already ruined.

"I'm so sorry Jungkook. I didn't mean to be so pushy. Its just that, it was so unexpected and I really liked Abby." Even the sound of her name made me shatter into a trillion pieces. I'm completely speechless. She stares at me waiting for an answer. How can I talk to my, not so very close cousin, about this? Out of all those years of rarely talking, she wants to talk to me now? My eyes start to burn as I hold back my tears.

I turn my head and catch a glimpse of her. "Please excuse me." I apologize as I stand up not allowing her to accept it. I walk up to her. "You came." I say.

A huge smiles consumes her small face. Her cheeks had a tint of pink. "Of course I did. I was invited wasn't I?" She chuckles. Her words reminding me of what she said when I had invited her to Wons Noodles after my case. I had totally forgotten that she was coming. I slightly nod. "Are you okay?" She asks, a concerned look taking over her expression that was once happy. "Y-yeah.. Why wouldn't I be?" I ask. She tilts her head.

"You look like you were about to cry.." She says. I bite my lip and look down. "Jungkook.." She calls silently, causing me to look up at her slowly. My eyes watering. "All day.." My voice cracks and I feel my bottom lip quivering. "Everyone has been apologizing for my loss. And asking me how it feels to be a widower." I whisper, I'm sure the pain was able to be heard in my voice.

She pulls my hand and walks me inside, away from the party where no body was at. We sit in the living room. "You don't deserve this pain on your birthday Jungkook. You're a good strong man." She says, her big eyes locking with mine. I feel my tears fall down my cheeks. She makes a clicking sound with her tongue and uses her small thumbs to wipe my tears away. "Its okay to cry Jungkook." She whispers.

"Its better to let it out then hold it in... It will only be a burden to your heart." She says. She scoots in close and pulls me into a hug. At first I'm frozen, unable to move. My muscles tighten, just as surprised as I am, then I react by hugging her back and crying into her shoulder.

"Its okay.." She whispered over and over again in my ear, her voice was soothing. One of her hands rubbing my back and the other patting my head. "I.." I let out a breath and a hiccup leaves my quivering lips. "I feel so alone..." I whisper against the fabric of her jacket, the vibration tickling my nose. "You're not." She says calmly. "You have your kids.. Your friends and family.." She pauses.

"And.." She sounds hesitant, and I can feel her heart pounding against my face. "A-and you have me.." She finally says. I pull away. I know I probably look like shit, like a blob fish. "Jis-" she places her small finger on my lips. "You don't have to say anything Jungkook.." She grins slightly. "That's what friends are for." She finishes and she drops her hand away from my mouth. I look at her vest, its all full of snot and tears.

"Ugh.. I'm so sorry about your vest." I apologize. She looks at it then takes it off. "Oh.. Its fine. I'll just let it dry for a while." She says.

I feel guilty that my eyes are staring. She wore a strapless sun dress, that was tight on her chest area. It complimented her figure very well. She places it behind he on the couch. She looks up at me. "I'm sorry..." She apologies taking me away from my thoughts. "Oh.. No its fine." I say. "DAAAAAAD!" I hear down the hall of my parents house. It sounds like Bella. I thank God she intervened, to get out of this situation. "DAAAD!!!" She screams again. I shoot up and Jisung follows.

"Bella?!" I call for her. "I'm in here..." Her voice lowering to the sound of my voice. "What's wrong baby?" I ask as I lean against the bathroom door. "I think I..." She pauses and let's out a breath. "I think I started my period.." I hear her say. My eyes widen. "What?" I ask in complete shock, unable to completely remember what that was exactly. "Dad. Stop being so weird... I need help." Her voice echoes, I can hear the desperation loud and clear.

"But I don't know what to do.." I confess. "I wish mom was here..." I hear her whisper. I feel something squish against my arm. I turn and its Jisung, she's passing me some kind of pillow thing. "What's this?" I ask.

She chuckles. "Its called a pad." She says. "But.. What am I supposed to do with this?" I ask confused as I take it in my hands and squish it between my fingers. "Its for Bella." She says chuckling. I probably look like a small confused child. "Daaad.." Bella whines impatiently in the bathroom. "Honey, do you know how to place a pad?" Jisung asks. "Dad.. Who is that?" I hear her voice echo. "Its Jisung, remember?" I ask.

"She's trying to help you... She.. She has one of those.. Things. " I step away from the bathroom door feeling woozy.

**

"Thank you Jung Jisung.. It really means a lot.. If you wouldn't have been here.. It would have been so embarrassing." Bella says. Jisung smiles. "Oh.. No problem.. Just trying to help a fellow female out." I'm fascinated by the interaction. Being that the last time Bella wanted nothing to do with her.

"I love your dress!" Bella screams taking me by surprise. "Oh thank you! I bought it at a small boutique store at the mall. Out should check it put some time." Jisung says as she pats down her dress, causing me to stare again. "Oh." Bella frowns. "My dad wouldn't dare take me to the mall for clothes like that." She takes a glance at me.

"Well.. I'd gladly take you.. I haven't had a girls day out in years.. That is.." She looks straight into my eyes. "If your father would be okay with it." She finishes. "Oh yes!!! I'd love that! Please dad! Pleeeeeease!!!" Bella pleads as she clings to me.

I look down at Bella then up at Jisung. She just smiles at me. "Just.." I pause. "Fine." I say. Bella scares me as she begins to squeak loudly and she turns to Jisung. "Yes!!!" She cheers. Jisung smiles widely and looks at me, I can't help but smile back.

**

"Wow... So you've been a lawyer for a long time." I say in complete amazement. She nods and picks at her food. "I guess death can do that to you.." She whispers. "Death?" I ask. She looks up at me surprised that I heard. "Yeah." She says biting her lip. "After my dad passed away my mother, my sister and I moved back here.","Where did you live before? If you don't mind me asking." She shakes her head.

"No I don't mind." She pauses. "My dad was American.. Mom was Korean." She takes a bite of her burger, she stares down at her plate then swallowed her food. "Long story short, dad messed up with people he hung around with and my mom thought it was best to come back to Korean, where he couldn't find us." She finishes. Its silent for a while.

I have nothing to say. "Is English your first language?" I finally ask. She smiles and nods. "Yes. Do you know English?" She asks. "I do." I switch to English. She smiles. "That's good, its very hard for some people from Korean to get the words right." Her English amazes me, her voice actually sounds really cute when she speaks English. What?

"Yeah. I speak both at home.. Being that when.." I pause, not really able to finish. She touches my hand. "Its okay.. I understand." She says. A small grin pulls on the corners of my lips. "Thank you.." I switch back to Korean. "No problem." She says switching back too.

**

Today was amazing, spent it with family, my kids, my friends... And Jisung. I found out a lot about her. She had a very hard life, and now I see why she's so strong and is an amazing lawyer. I look down at the gifts that were given to me by people at the barbeque. I smiles slightly at the huge bunny Jisung gave me. I didn't realize it was holding a gift in its furry paws.

I walk up to it. Its a small birthday bag. I take the bag out of its paws that was tied by ribbon."MIIIIIIINE!!!" I hear as I see a little person run and grab the huge bunny and run down the hall. I know its Sam and I begin to laugh. I look back down at the gift and open it. I take out the card and open it.

Jungkook,
I hope you have a great birthday. May your days be filled with nothing but happiness and love.
Your friend, Jung Jisung

I smile at the note and pull out the present. Its a nice dress shirt and a tie. The silk felt nice between my fingers. My heart then starts to feel extremely weird.

-----------------------------------------

Yeah! Hoped you enjoyed!!

Don't be a silent reader! Vote and even leave a comment!

Much love! ❤