ˢᵖᵉᶜⁱᵃˡ ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ʷʰᵒ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵃ ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈ ˢᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ.

'Jimin's P.O.V'

10:00 pm

"Jaemin, pass me the bowl of rice." I said to my four years old son and saw him coming towards me with a bottle of strawberry milk in his left hand and the bowl of rice in his right hand.

"Baby, you are going to drop both of them on the floor this way." I said as I walked towards him taking the bowl of rice.

"I would not daddy. I'm not weak." He said while pouting as I leaned down to pinch his slightly chubby cheeks.

I walked to the kitchen counter and put down the bowl and went to take four eggs, onion, spicy peppers and green onion and put them on the counter as well. I heard light foot steps following me wherever I go.

"Who did teach you to cook, daddy?" Jaemin asked as I poured down sugar, water and soy sauce in a container and mixed them.

"Your grandma." I said as I caught him with an amazed expression, "Really? But I never saw her cook."

"That's because she has maid to cook for her." I said and cut down the ingredients to put them in the container as well then proceed to boil the four eggs.

"Why don't we have one then?"

"Because we don't want one." I smiled towards him and he just looked at me. He opened his mouth to say something and then closed it immediately.

I feel like he wants to say something else to me but is being hesitant.

After the eggs were boiled, I took them out and peeled them off to put into the soy sauce container and put it into the fridge.

I then turned around to face Jaemin and bent down to get to his level of height.

"I feel like you want to say something else but you are not saying it. I told you before that you should not hesitate to talk to your parents, right?" I said in a low and soft voice and caressed his cheeks, try to do it the same way I saw Y/N caressing his cheeks.

He nodded to my greatest relief and finally opened his mouth.

"I want to know about your and mom's story." He said in a whisper-like voice and his small hands went through his hair, just the way I do.

I couldn't contain my laugh and bursted out at his innocence. "You want to know about Mom and Dad's love story?" I asked making sure if that's what he is asking about.

He nodded once again and said, "It was a free lecture in school yesterday and my classmates were talking about how their parents first met. I did not know a thing about how my parents first met so I couldn't even open my mouth to say something."

He said while pouting sadly and I laughed even louder this time, not believing what I heard. "You guys talk about your parents love story in school?"

He immediately shake his head as a no as if he did not want me to misunderstand anything, "No, it was just random. One girl in my class started it first and most of my classmates took interest in the topic."

I nodded, understood. I took his hand leading him to his room, the one beside my and Y/N's bedroom, as we have had our dinner already.

We entered his room and he lay down on his bed as I too lay down beside him and adjusted the blanket above us.

"Alright, so, what do you want to know?" I asked him at last. I will tell him if he really wants to know.

"Everything!" I chuckled noticing the excitement in his voice. I licked my lower lip thinking from where to start.

"Well, we had an arranged marriage." I said and remembered the day of our marriage as I felt the nostalgia hit me. It has been almost six years. Memories coming back to me.

Memories play a very confusing role, make us laugh when we remember the times we cried but make us cry when we remember the times we laughed.

"Really? My friends said that their parents had a love marriage."

I licked my lips and laughed awkwardly, "Well, I can't help it."

"Don't worry, daddy. It's alright. What happened then?"

"Then, it was just like any other arranged marriage. We barely talked to each other. Your mom always started conversations between us. I was so reluctant from the very start. Now that I think about it, I feel so stupid for behavior the way I did in the past." I smiled bitterly to myself, actually feeling stupid about it.

"But, yesterday, I was sure of one thing and I was so proud to tell my friends that my parents never fought with each other. I did a good job, right?" He asked me, smiling with a shine in his eyes. I nodded to him.

He brought out the topic I did not want to remember and wanted to avoid talking about but now that he's said this, I will not let him have an idea which is not fully correct.

"Yes, it's true that we do not fight with each other but sometimes Mom and Dad have arguments as well but we avoid to argue in front of you. And it's nothing to worry about. We love each other."

"I love Mom and Dad too. Do you love me?" He cooed in cutely and asked as if he didn't know.

"I don't think I will be able to live in a world without you."

The astonishing smile reaches his eyes, "Is there anything more?"

I nodded, "Once, I and eomma had a very big fight. It was so bad that it ruined the things that did not even start to develop between us. It was all my fault. I messed up big time. Most of the times, it was all my fault. I didn't pay attention to all the things that Eomma did for me. I was ignorant and thought that it was pointless. I knew somewhere inside of me that it was all my fault but I feel like a shit for not stepping forward and apologizing for every single mistake. And when I did, I knew I was so late and it shaked my soul. I was acting tough from the outside but in the inside, I was broken and so scared to loose everything that I did not even realised I had. I was so terrified and just prayed for her to not give up on me. I can't even imagine what Y/N must have gone through."

I looked at my son and saw him staring at me with a look of concern in his eyes, "I will always feel so sorry and guilty about what I did." I said.

He averted his gaze away from me. I guess he do not know what to say right now or he is disappointed.

"Do you dislike me now?" I asked him.

"No, I would never dislike you. I just don't understand everything that you said so I better keep quiet." He said and smiled apologetically.

"It is alright. I just decided to tell you this so you will not do the mistakes I did."

He rubbed his eyes and refrain a sleepy yawn but still did not bother to fall asleep and said, "How did you two fall in love?"

I was amazed by how straightforward he is being and asking this question. I don't think I am the kind of person who will feel comfortable while talking about his love life in front of his child.

I let out a chuckle purposly and avoid his question. "You might be comfortable while listening but I don't think I will not feel awkward while telling you. Why don't you ask Eomma when she comes back home?" Come to think of it, even I'm curious how she will answer his question.

"Okay. When will she come back?"

"Tomorrow evening probably, the Paris Fashion Week has come to an end."

•••

12:00 AM

My eyes opened rapidly at the sound of my phone's alarm that I put before sleeping. I quickly turned it off to make sure the little boy sleeping beside me doesn't wake up.

I quickly went into Messages and saw no message by Y/N, not even a missed call. Seriously, did she forget about it already? Am I the only one who has been planning for several months? Usually it's me who forget about this special day but this time it's Y/N. It's hard to believe.

Today, we have completed our six years of marriage. Six years since we have been together and it seems like she doesn't even remember.

Tomorrow Evening

After Jaemin was back from his school, he kept following me wherever I go, asking the time after every 30 minutes to know when his mother will come home.

I took a day off especially for today but the disappointment hit me when Y/N called but doesn't mention about our anniversary. It's clear now she doesn't remember what special day today is.

I walked towards the refridgerator and took out the container of eggs in soy broth.

"Are you not hungry, Jaemin?" I asked him, keeping the container on the kitchen counter.

"I had lunch in school but I will not mind if you give me food again." I smiled. I knew it, he can't say no to food.

I took out rice in a bowl and put a soy broth egg on it and gave it to him. He sat on the chair that I bought especially for him so he will not fall down, near the counter and separated his egg in half.

"I am back!" I heard a cheerful voice, the one that I did not hear from this close for three weeks now.

"Eomma is back home." He gasped dramatically before saying out loud. He put the bowl of food on the counter and ran to the living room.

"At least take your- nevermind." I smiled and made my way towards the living room as well, I also can't wait to finally set my eyes on her.

The feeling of seeing someone you love after a long time of missing them, it all came up to me suddenly making me realise how much I craved for her presence in these 3 weeks even though I did not even know her absence was affecting me this much and a joyful feeling consumed me. A sudden rush of adrenaline.

I saw Jaemin clinging to Y/N as she showered his face with soft kisses.

"Of course, give all the love and affection to each other as if I am invisible." I let out in an envious manner, seeing them being all affectionate to each other without me but soon feeling ludicrous for being jealous of my own son.

She brush aside my asinine remark with a contemptuous laughter, "Jimine, don't be Ji-meanie."

She reminded me of this nickname she uses to call me whenever I say something unexpected. I walked towards her and embrace, clinging onto her purposly.

"I missed you so much." I said, doing completely opposite of what I thought to do when she comes back. I planned to act pissed off when she comes back to let her know she is forgetting something important but I suddenly don't want to do it anymore.

"I missed you more. How I wished you both were there with me." She whispered to me and pulled back, we shared a quick peck in front of our son, but then feeling timid to continue it more.

"How were you both? I hope you did not forget to take meals properly in my absence." She did not forget to ask this question, she asked everytime we talked on phone or FaceTime.

"Oh, meals, I forgot I was eating." Jaemin exclaimed and ran to the kitchen.

Y/N groaned and stretched her arms out, "I am feeling so sleepy. Can I go to sleep for a while? I wasn't able to sleep in the flight." My smile nearly disappeared when I heard her sentence but I still managed not to show how bothered I am right now.

"Sure, you can go."

•••

10:30 pm

I walked into the bedroom after washing the dishes and saw Jaemin sleeping on the bed and Y/N sitting on the bed as his head was on her laps.

"He said he wants to sleep here for a while. I will put him in his bed in a few minutes." Y/N clarified when I did not even ask for an explanation.

"No, let him sleep here tonight. I had been sleeping in his room while you were not here. He might get scared if wake up alone in the middle of night." I said even though I know he will not wake up at night considering he sleeps deeply but in case, he does, I did not even want to imagine him, teary eyed being scared at night while his parents are sleeping unawared. Y/N nodded as I sat beside them.

I tried to lay down and put my head on laps too but felt my head being pushed away as I hear her giggle.

"May I ask why?" I looked at her.

"The place is reserved."

"Reserved for whom?"

"For my baby." She said while narrowed her eyebrows playfully and gave me a cheeky smile.

"But I'm your baby's daddy so this place belongs to me first." I let out and forced my head on her laps and I laughed this time feeling my victory.

Just as I got relaxed, something clicked in my mind. I got up quickly from the bed, making my way towards a particular shelf in the room.

"Where are you going, Jimin?" I heard Y/N saying but I do not respond. Instead I went back to her after collecting a paper bag from the shelf.

"Here." I extended my hand towards her, and she took the paper bag in her hands and took out the gift.

I feel anxious eventually.

"What is this?" She said while holding the gift in her hands and slightly smiling.

"Happy 6th Anniversary!"

I said but shortly after that I saw the smile on her face dropped as a sorrowful and regretful look appeared on her face.

"I am so sorry, Jimin. I completely forgot about it." She apologized, holding her head with both of her hands and put down the gift I was expecting her to open.

"Well, I was pissed at first but I'm not now. Believe me." I take hold of the gift and give back to her again. "Open it." I insisted this time, excited to see her reaction but at the same time embarrassed for some reason.

She nodded and smiled with a half heart, I could tell. She is genuinely feeling sad for not remembering and I, now, felt like I should have reminded her.

She removed the gift wrap and the brand new diary came into vision as I felt my anxiousness rising as I was going to be revealed myself.

She opened the diary, observing it in silence and I suddenly felt the urge to disappear into the thin air.

It took me months to prepare this gift that I didn't even know would be likable or not.

She looked at me, beamed and grin from ear to ear and said, "This is so precious." Her expression then soon changed and appeared a remorse one as she continued, "I feel so bad now for not getting you anything."

"You might not know this but..." I decided to reveal this thing I have kept to myself all these years after the accident, "I have read your diary." I confessed and rubbed the back of my neck.

I watched her eyes widened but she was capable to maintain a normal expression but I could see her now blossomed face as if she was embarrassed. "You know diary is personal to a person. Back then, I went through your phone and I realised it was wrong but you scolded me a bit too harshly. Should I scold you the same way right now?" She completed her sentence and raised an eyebrow.

I let out a nervous laugh and avoided this by moving forward to take Jaemin in my arms and put him in the side of bed so that only Y/N was in the middle of bed right now.

I took her hands in mine, "What I did back then was the worst of me and I will always apologise to you for that. I was so mean to you, treated you badly, said harsh words. I don't know how you forgave me. After the accident, I found your diary and couldn't refrain myself from reading it and believe me, when I read all those words you wrote for me, I felt like the worst person in the world." I said all these in one go, being genuine.

"There were some things that I did were wrong too. I should have respected your personal space. It's just that, ever since I was born I observed my mom and dad being really close and honest with each other. I should have known that you might not be like that and it was too soon for me to go through you personal data." I saw her gulp down as if being nervous to say what she was going to say. I didn't interrupt her. I just want to listen to her, everything that might help to solve the misunderstandings between us in the past. "I...when I heard you saying things about me in the office, I felt hurt and offensive at first but then after those months of unconsciousness, I thought about everything deeply and I felt you were right. I mean, I got to know later that you had extreme loss in business because of me. Your anger and rage was reasonable. I was... blameworthy."

I shake my head in disagreement, not believing that she is blaming only herself for all of my stupidity. "No, do not blame yourself. I was stupid that I used to exaggerate almost everything. I could have talked to you calmly if I did not like anything but I chose to ignore that and be an asshole. I have said these to you multiple times and I will keep saying this forever that whatever I said to Yoongi that day, I really didn't mean any of it. I admit that was what I thought at the moment but they were temporary and unnecessary. I lost the deal but still that was not a reason to say all those stupid things I said. I tend to take out all my anger on the person stuck by my side but I have changed myself now. So, don't blame yourself. If you're going to blame yourself then blame me as well. Or do not blame anyone."

After my confession, her lips curved up softly but I continued, "Punish me, I took those six months away from you. Blame me for you had to bear so much pain because of me. Forgive me because I am genuinely asking for your forgiveness."

"You are already forgiven."

"I know but whenever I think about the past events, I can't help but feel guilty about it everytime." I let out a breath that I did not realised I was holding. She tighten her grip around my hand and said, "Then I would like you to never ever think about it."

I looked the diary I gifted her, "It took me four months to prepare this, I had to do so much research. I've never done this before. Just how you wrote lovely words for me in you diary, I wanted to write for you too."

"I forgot about it. I'm going to read this now." She held the diary in her hand and opened it but I chuckled nervously and stopped her, "Hey...not right now. It will be embarrassing for me. I did it for the first time, I'm not sure it's good or not. So, read it when I'm not around." I said and chose my words carefully to make her understand and to my greatest relief she agreed.

I saw her open her mouth to say something but stopped as we saw Jaemin moving in his sleep and then I remembered something and asked her.

"Would you want a second child?" I asked hoping for a positive response.

"Of course, I would love to have a second one but not now." I nodded with some disappointment and was about to say something but she stopped me and continued, "I want Jaemin to turn five first. I want him to be mature enough so that he'll be able to take care of his younger sibling. Next month he will be 5 so we can plan a second child."

Listening to her explanation, I heaved a sigh of relief as I saw her looking at me questioningly for my behavior. "I was sad for nothing. I thought you did not want to have a second child when you said to use protection everytime. Is that why you did not let me hit it raw?"

She smacked my arms and glared at me for being so raw at words, without knowing that I was not being a pervert right now.

Planning is better.

•••

Y/N's P.O.V

We stopped at the amusement park as I saw the wide smile on my son's face widened.

Today is the day he turns five, and we had to give him what he wished for. He wished to enjoy all the rides of amusement park with his friend all alone, with no people. I couldn't be more satisfied because I knew Taehyung's family was the owner of an amusement park for kids. So, he's got his way to convince people and he was able to convince his family for this.

I watched as Jaemin and four of his friends playing and enjoying around the amusement park, with no other people. This felt odd but good at the same time.

I felt a presence beside and looked in my left