It was as if those two were the only beings alive in their own little world.
Seungmin's eyed widen feeling his throat being choked so hard he could barely breathe - the golden tears that swell up within his beautiful eyes as he stares in disbelief.
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Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
The child chuckled as they ran through the hallway looking at the various things clumsily making their way towards their room without looking at their way.
Making the child crash onto a table where a beautiful marveled golden vase with a pure white rose had been placed.
It's golden cracks resembled thunder with the white background as it's light - the soft pink petals that attracted themselves on to said strikes as if they were branches.
The vase falls with aloud thud on the ground breaking into various pieces as it scatters.
The water dampening the carpet with its water from the vase making the child panic as they crouched down and try to grab the pieces only for them to get cut.
The child looked at the cut the red making itself known that the child has hurted themselves.
Footsteps could be heard downstairs as they rushed up - the child did not hear them as they looked at the blood while they slowly try to put it in their mouth to suck it off like how their own parents did whenever they had a cut.
But before they could they'd heard a voice call out their name filled with worry and panic.
"Hyesuk!"
The child looked at his father - as his father reached out for him crouching down to see if his child's okay.
The blood gently glides down his finger gently dripping down on to the pure white rose tainting it with its dark red color.
The father's eyes widen at the sheer sight of his child bleeding as he gently holds his hand while examining the cut but the boy just smiles sheepishly.
"I'm fine papa."
The boy said while his father thought otherwise as he looks at the child in disbelief.