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Small Time Skip- Few Days Ahead

I walked down the isles at the grocery store with an excited Yoochan next to me holding our basket.
He is an actual ray of sunshine i swear!
He offered to help me cause he knows i didn't sleep well the past few days -he had a fever and i had to take care of him- and so now that he is better he offered to help me carry the basket and my hand bag.
He also never really made a fuse about anything or asked for something and whined if I said no.
He actually almost never asks for anything.
He is a really nice kid and in glad I have him.
And I'm also glad it seems that I've been raising him well as a single mother.

Suddenly he stopped besides me and when I turned to look at him I we him staring at some chocolate milk.
He quickly shook his head and continued to walk ahead of me.

"Yah! Yoochan-ah!" He stopped to look at me.

"We will need some of these..." I said and grabbed a chocolate milk and a banana milk.

His eyes lit up but he didn't even smile.

"Eomma... why are you buying these?" He said as his eyes never left the two bottles.

Or more specifically the one that he wanted.
The chocolate milk.

"You want that right?" I smiled holding up the small bottle of chocolate flavoured milk.

"W-what? Ppfftt no! How did you think tha- yes I do..." he confessed at the end his eyes big as he looked at me.

I crouched down at his eye level.

"Why didn't you ask me eh?" I said and he looked down.

"You are my only son and you know we only have each other right? We have to love each other and be honest. So if you want something ask me. I will always try to give you whatever you want cause I love you alright?" I said and pinched his nose with a smile.

Me nodded and giggled with a huge gummy smile on his cute face.

"Gomawo eomma! You are the best." He hugged me.

I kissed the top of his head and gave him the milk.

"No you are the best."

And with that we continued shopping.

Time Skip

We were now in the playground.

Me sitting at a bench while Yoochan was at the swings.
I felt so sad seeing him playing alone with no friends.
From the corner of my eye I saw some older kids around the age of 12 maybe playing basketball.
Yoochan really loves basketball....
When I turned my head back to him I saw him staring the boys as well a small pout on his beautiful -similar to his father's- face.
I kept staring at him but he didn't notice.
He shook his head as if trying to shake out the loneliness from his heart and mind.
He stood up and went to the slides.

My heart clenched at the sight of him being so lonely.
I stood up still staring at him for a few minutes thinking if my decision is going to the right one.
I signed and made my way towards the older than my son boys.

"Hello everyone." I said a small smile playing on my lips.

They turned around and bowed.

"Hello ma'am. How can we help you?" Said one of them.

"Well do you see that little boy?" I said pointing at Yoochan and they looked at him and nodded.

"He is my son. We recently moved here some days ago and he has no friends. And basketball is his favourite sport. He was staring at you earlier but didn't have the courage to talk to you. So I did. Could you please let him play with you?" I said and the boys smiled before nodding.

I smiled at them and thanked them before they walked off towards Yoochan.
And in no time they were playing and laughing-letting Yoochan take the ball and win most of the time- and then cheering with him.

I never knew I would feel this happy just by seeing someone else being happy...
Especially after everything that happened with Yoongi.
He is the only one that mad3 me feel this way before.
And now history is repeating itself with his son.

Yoongi...

I thought looking up towards the bright blue sky and the clouds.

How is he?

Has he missed me?

I started thinking about him too much and it was stressing me out.
Thinking about everything that is currently happening is stressing me out.

I glanced at Yoochan and saw he was too busy having fun with the rest of the kids.
I smiled slightly at the sight.
I took my purse into my hands and took out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter.
I put the deadly stick between my lips with my index and middle finger and lit it up, taking a long satisfying drag out of it.

As I exhaled the grey smoke it kinda represented my current thoughts.
Grey and clouded.
And the way the smoke drifted away disappearing in thin air represented how cigarettes worked on my system.

I watched as the grey cloud that formed because of the smoke disappeared until the cigarette was too small to be used anymore.
I threw it on the floor and stepped on it with the heel of my shoe.
I looked back at Yoochan and he was still playing.
I looked down on my wrist watch and saw that it was almost time for my next meeting with Bang Shi-Hyuk.
I stood up and inhaled the fresh air.
I searched in my bag and put a piece of gum in my mouth to get rid of the cigarette smell.
I put on a smile and started walking towards Yoochan.

"Yoochan-ah! Say goodbye to your new friends we have to go now!" I said a gentle small smile playing on my lips.

"Annyeong!" He waved at them quickly and they ruffled his hair and fist-bumped him waving goodbye.

He giggled slightly before running to me and hugging me.

"Gomawo!" I mouthed at them before taking Yoochan's hand in mine and walking off towards the bus station.

A/N

I know most of you have been waiting for this for a long time so I just wanna thank you for sticking with me and my slow updates😅

This was mostly a filler chapter that I wrote while fighting an witer's block.

Also when I started writing this I wasn't okay emotionally so I never finished it till today.

And lastly I've been pretty busy with drawing BTS fanarts for my IG account.

I would appreciate it if y'all showed me live and support there as well!
The username is _.jrapricot._ if you are interested.

Ps. I will be putting my art in each chapter starting from this one😊

Word count: 1056 (no a/n)