Chapter - 5
Sung-il and Young-ae were about to celebrate their son's birthday!
Young-ae came out of the kitchen with the dishes in her hands and caught a glimpse of his beloved son, who stood gawking at the doorway with streaks of tears on his face.
Kim Young-ae
What are you standing there for? Help me with serving dishes
Taehyung dashed into the house like a leopard cub, tightly embracing Sung-il while crying loudly.
kim taehyung
Dad I'm sorry, it's all my fault!
Initially, Sung-il was taken aback by his actions. Upon a closer look, he shoved him away with a displeased expression.
Kim Sung-il
Who let you back here? Go away
kim taehyung
No I'll never go away
Sung-il gritted his teeth while attempting to push him away. With eyes reddened, he uttered.
Kim Sung-il
Let go of me, I'm not your father
kim taehyung
Dad, the whole family ganged up on me. They hit me
Kim Sung-il
Where? Show me now
kim taehyung
Look, dad. On my arms, my legs and my entire body
taehyung rolled up his pant and shirt sleeves
Sung-il's eyes were bloodshot. He stood and hurried into the kitchen. Taehyung's face was wet with tears and snot. His vision was blurred, and his voice sounded raspy.
kim taehyung
Dad where are you going?
Sung-il came out of the kitchen. He had two large knives in each of his hands and appeared to be in search of a brawl.
Kim Sung-il
I'll kill Namkoong.
That jerk dared to bully his son. Sung-il had always pampered Tae and never harmed him. Typically mild-mannered, Sung-il became agitated whenever an issue involved Taehyung. He wished to confront the Choi family and take revenge on Namkoong.
It took Taehyung and his mother some time to convince Sung-il before he reluctantly set down the knives. His age had caught up with him, and he had gained weight. After the entire ordeal, he panted as he settled on the sofa. He muttered under his breath,
Kim Sung-il
Namkoong is a son of b*tch!
Taehyung nooded in response!
kim taehyung
A son of b*tch!
Kim Sung-il
He’d better not let me see him, or else I’ll kill him.
Kim Sung-il
He thinks my son doesn’t have anyone to defend, eh? I’ll defend him.
Young-ae observed the exchange between father and son, a dialogue where one barked and the other responded as if in a comedic routine. She sighed helplessly and spoke.
Kim Young-ae
Alright, you two, stop fooling around. If this goes on, the dishes are going to get cold. Help me with the dishes.
Sung-il wheezed, his face turning bright red, as he shuffled toward the kitchen. Taehyung sniffled and pulled at his sleeve.
kim taehyung
Dad you should loose some weight.
The emotional outburst made Old Kim perspire and struggle for breath. The fear of falling ill loomed if he continued gaining weight. In the past, Old Kim was a handsome and energetic young man. However, years of business and drinking with clients had impacted his health. His weight had risen alongside his alcohol tolerance.
Young-ae also nodded in agreement.
Kim Young-ae
Yes, old Kim. You should listen to tae!
Earlier, Tae feared he might faint due to breathing issues. In his recent health check-up, the doctor warned that his weight had caused organ complications. Old Kim was stressed during Tae's year away he gained weight rapidly, to stress. After the incident, the family gathered for dinner.
Taehyung was not hungry, he had already eaten upon returning home and was now enjoying a slice of cake.
Young-ae glanced at him.
Kim Young-ae
How was the neighbor
Kim Young-ae
How is he like?
kim taehyung
His leg is broken and he sits in a wheelchair. He’s alone and doesn’t speak, kinda tragic.
Young-ae suggested kindly.
Kim Young-ae
Then perhaps, we ought to help him. Love thy neighbor, as they say. It’s hard to be disabled.
Sung-il listened to them and regarded taehyung.
Kim Sung-il
Yes it's rather sad. Give him a slice of cake, we can't finish it anyway
Kim Young-ae
Aren't you going to eat it
Kim Sung-il
I’m going to lose weight, aren’t I? And to think you two were complaining about me earlier!
Kim Young-ae
Complaining? We’re just concerned about your health. If you keep gaining weight, sooner or later, you’re going to get sick.
Kim Sung-il
Understood, shall I start my weight loss plan tomorrow?
Taehyung smiled as he picked up the cake.
kim taehyung
Dad, you must keep your promise. From tomorrow onwards, I’ll monitor your exercise while Mom will prepare special weight loss meals for you. We’ll take care of both your diet and workouts. Once I’m back later, I’ll make you a detailed plan.
With a satisfied grin, Sung-il pointed at Taehyung and boasted, laughing.
Kim Sung-il
Dear, I just realized that tae has become closer to me since his return.
Young-ae caught his hand just as he was about to grab another slice of cake.
Kim Young-ae
Of course, it’s been a year since you last saw him.
She also observed that her son had grown more affectionate since his return. Sung-il pulled back his hand with a sheepish smile and rubbed his round belly.
Kim Sung-il
I’m feeling a bit snackish. No, I mustn’t eat!
Jungguk was nowhere in sight when he scaled the wall. He waited in the chilly wind until Soo-bin finally emerged. He called out to him.
kim taehyung
Hey, handsome!
Soo-bin glanced up and noticed something in the young boy's hands. The boy waved at him, and as he approached, Soo-bin hushed him.
Soo-bin
My boss prefer silence, please be quite.
The young boy grinned. Using the rope, he lowered a basket with the cake in it.
kim taehyung
Hey, can you pass this to your brother?
Soo-bin looked at him confused while thinking
Soo-bin
Which brother? Who's brother?
kim taehyung
The Brother who sits in the wheelchair. It’s my birthday today and I want to share my birthday cake with him to spread the joy.
Soo-bin cleared his throat. He struggled with how to convey that the boss wouldn't eat the cake, yet he couldn't bring himself to turn down the boy's considerate gesture.
kim taehyung
Thank you. Do you want one, too? I'll grab you a slice
Soo-bin
I don't like desserts, thankyou!
What a considerate young lad! He observed the boss being surprisingly tolerant and even accepting the flower!
Soo-bin had to prepare himself in case he formed a good relationship with the boss and became his dependable assistant. Gathering his courage, he brought the cake inside. Knocking on the study door, he spoke politely,
Soo-bin
Boss, the boy next door who gave you the flower has offered you a slice of cake. Do you want to try it?
He stressed the words "boy," "next door," and "flower" significantly. The study was eerily quiet, with only the sound of flipping documents. Soo-bin waited for two minutes, but there was no response. The boss's silence spoke volumes. He was on the verge of leaving with the cake.
Finally, a masculine yet somewhat raspy voice appeared from the study. Soo-bin was taken aback. There was a flash of glee in his eyes. He suppressed his excitement, entered the room and placed the cake on the desk.
At last, the boss had shown some reaction to the outside world.
Ever since he killed his enemy, he had given up on life and there was nothing else in the world for him to carry on living anymore.
Apart from the person he was looking for.
He lived only to find that person. Unfortunately, no matter how thorough their search was, they could not locate that individual.
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