In front of the large window in the living room, my father sat on his rocking chair, humming and smiling. The sunlight slanting in through the window frame made his blue hair glisten, and his eyes twinkle. His two year old grandson, Junho, was curled up in his lap. It was amazing how my father never aged. Even after crossing fifty, he was still the evergreen beauty (or according to my daughter, everblue beauty.) Soon, Mark went and sat at his feet.
With these two men caring for my son, I knew that he would be one of the best men the world had seen. Thank you, father.
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Stepfather || Hyung Line
FanfictionWe've all heard bad stories about stepdads, but Min Jaeso realizes that she loves her stepfather more than any real father she may have. From betrayal, to friendship, to love and acceptance, Stepfather is all about caring for each other, no matter...
