beautiful mama
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A soft ray of morning sunlight slipped through the pale curtains, casting a golden glow over the small hospital room. The beeping of the heart monitor echoed in the quiet space, steady and reassuring. The sterile scent of antiseptic filled the air, mingling with the faint fragrance of fresh linens.
Jihyun stirred, his little fingers twitching against the crisp white sheets. His eyelids fluttered open, revealing his dark, sleepy eyes. For a moment, he felt disoriented, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling. But then, as his senses returned, he realized where he was.
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He let out a soft sigh, blinking away the dizziness in his head.
Slowly, he turned his gaze to the side, and there he wasโhis mother, curled up in the chair beside his bed, his head resting on the mattress, fast asleep.
His long dark hair cascaded over his shoulder, a few strands covering his face. His delicate features were softened by exhaustion, his breathing even, yet the faint shadows under his eyes spoke of countless sleepless nights.
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Jihyun's small heart clenched.
Mama must have stayed up all night again.
He reached out with his tiny fingers, carefully pushing his hair back so he could see his mama better. He stared at him , his young mind filled with unspoken thoughts.
He looked so beautiful.
Even in his exhaustion, even in the oversized, sweater he always wore, to jihyun , he is the most beautiful person in the world.
His mama wasnโt like other mothers. he didnโt wear fancy clothes, he didnโt have sparkling jewelry or soft, scented hands like the other he saw on the streets. But his hands were warm when they held him, strong when they carried him, gentle when they wiped his tears.
And his smileโฆ
When he smiled, the whole world seemed brighter, like the sun itself had decided to shine just for them.
jihyun bit his lip, guilt creeping into his little chest.
He was the reason he was always so tired. He was the reason he had to work so hard.
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*If I wasnโt weakโฆ if I didnโt get sick so oftenโฆ maybe Mama wouldnโt have to struggle so much.*
His tiny fingers curled into fists as his throat tightened. He didnโt want to be a burden. He wanted to be strong, like his mama.
But no matter how hard he tried, he always ended up in this hospital bed.
jihyun swallowed, blinking away the tears that threatened to form. He didnโt want to cry. Mama always told him he was brave, that he was his strong boy.
And strong boys didnโt cry.
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Instead, he reached out again, this time placing his little palm against his cheek. His skin was warm beneath his touch, soft yet tired.
"Mamaโฆ" he whispered.
Jungkook stirred slightly at his voice, his lashes fluttering as he slowly woke up. His body tensed for a brief second, as if he had been pulled from a deep sleep, but the moment his eyes landed on his jihyunnie , everything else faded.
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"Jihyun!" he gasped, sitting up abruptly, his tiredness vanishing in an instant. "You're awake!"
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His hands cupped his small face gently, his thumbs brushing over his warm cheeks.
"How do you feel, baby?" he asked, his voice filled with worry and relief all at once.
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Jihyun managed a small boxy smile. "Better."
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Jungkook let out a soft breath, his shoulders relaxing for the first time since last night. He ran his fingers through his messy hair, pressing a kiss to his forehead.
"You scared me, sweetheart," he murmured. "You had such a high feverโฆ I was so worried."
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Jihyun reached up, his tiny hands wrapping around his. "I'm sorry, Mama. I didnโt mean to make you sad."
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He shook his head immediately, forcing a smile. "No, my love. You donโt ever have to apologize for being sick. It's not your fault. Mama will always be here to take care of you, no matter what."
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Jihyun stared at him for a long moment before whispering, "Mamaโฆ you're the most beautiful person in the world."
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Jungkook blinked, taken aback by his sudden words. "What?"
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His little hands tightened around his as he continued, his expression completely serious. "You're the most beautiful, Mama. More than the people we see on the streets. More than the princesses in the stories you tell me. More than anyone."
A lump formed in Jungkookโs throat.
He had never considered herself beautiful. Life had worn him down too much. He barely had time to look in the mirror, let alone think about things like beauty.
But here was his son, looking at him as if he was the most precious thing in the world.
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Tears welled in his eyes as he leaned forward, pressing his forehead against his. "Oh, my loveโฆ you make Mama feel like the luckiest person in the world."
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jihyun giggled softly, the sound warming Jungkook heart.
"Mama, promise me something."
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He pulled back slightly, looking into his bright, innocent eyes. "Anything, sweetheart."
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He hesitated for a second before whispering, "Promise me youโll always smile. I like it when you smile."
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Jungkook felt his heart break and heal all at once.
He nodded, forcing back the tears that threatened to spill. "I promise, baby. Mama will always smile for you."
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jihyun beamed, his little fingers tracing the curve of his lips as if memorizing it. "Good. Because when you smile, Mama, everything feels better."
Jungkook couldn't hold back any longer. He wrapped his arms around him, hugging him tightly, burying his face in his soft hair.
He had lost so much in life. he had been abandoned, betrayed, left to struggle alone. But none of it mattered as long as he had him.
btw this is Jungkook look in the story with long hair...
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2025-02-17
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