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Her Seven Beautiful Gifts

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December 4, 1992

"Good night Darla! Be careful on your way home!"

"You too (Y/N)! Good night!" Both women smiled at one another before departing. The gentle breeze blowing through the spring air. Gazing up at the night, (Y/N) smiled softly at the vast shades of blue in the sky. Her inner artist aching to sketch out the sight. Just as she turned the corner though, she saw a box in front of an abandoned church, a high pitched cry coming from the seemingly large box. Panic took over the 18-year-old as she rushed over toward the small box. When she peeked inside, however, she was shocked to see an infant wrapped in torn silk blankets.

"Shhhhh, hush little one. It's ok, you're safe now." She cooed toward the small infant. She was glad that she was able to use her nurturing skills after taking care of so many of her relative's children for so long. She gently brushed away the child's hair from his face, smiling fondly at the boy once she saw he had calmed down. Looking down at the box, she saw the name "Kim Seokjin" stitched onto the blanket. The stitches seeming to have been done by a professional, but she didn't bother with the detail for now. The child was her top priority.

"Kim Seokjin? That must be your name, little fella. It seems like you're staying with me for the time being. I don't trust Child Serves after so many cases about abused children who were under their care went missing." She softly muttered as she carried the infant back home. She couldn't help but feel an attachment towards the child. Her instincts told her that he won't be the only child that she'll take in. Although she wasn't too sure about what she was feeling, all she knew was that if there were other children that needed her, she wasn't going to deny them the love they deserved.

Once home, she immediately called her mother and asked her to buy baby essentials. Her mother didn't ask what they were for since she knew her daughter did many caring things in the past. After almost an hour of waiting, she heard a soft knock coming from the front door to her apartment. She quickly opened the door and greeted her mother with the sight of Seokjin in her arms. The shock was an understatement for her mother. She was utterly horrified by the sight. Seeing the unknown infant in her daughter's arms caused her mind to wander into worst case scenarios.

"It's not what you think, ma. I found him by the abandoned church and took him with me. I plan on adopting him."

"Huh? But sweetie, you live off working at a small store. How will you afford the essentials as well as pay off bills and food for the both of you?"

"You don't need to worry about that. I can manage my spending amount easily. This little guy needs a safe place to live in and I am going to provide for him. Don't worry so much ma."

The older woman sighed but gave in. She already knew (Y/N) wasn't going to give up so easily. She shook her head but offered her daughter a proud smile. "Take care of him then. Children are huge responsibilities." She young woman smiled back at her mother, happy to know that she had her back. "Thank you ma."

"Don't mention it. Just don't push yourself too much or else."

"I won't!"

"You better."

The two women joked before her mother left. (Y/N) couldn't help but look into Seokjin's eyes. A motherly love overtook her as she pushed his hair from his forehead and pecked him lovingly. "You, my dear, will come across many obstacles, but as long as I have your back and you have mine, you will surpass anything." She cooed. Seokjin immediately giggled in response, showing her his gums.

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March 9, 1993

"Let's get some food for you, my little rascal." (Y/N) chimed as she pushed his stroller toward the grocery store. Seokjin gurgled giddily in response until they saw a woman pushing people away while holding something close to her chest. Blood stained her lower half as she staggered through the small crowd of people. When the woman made eye contact with (Y/N), she immediately made her way towards her.