Daring To Love The Fuckboy || Yang Jungwon

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Juwon's tiny fingers reached out, touching Jungwon's face and hoodie in a gesture that melted his heart. A tender smile graced his lips as he watched his son, a mixture of awe and protectiveness welling up within him.

"Hey there, little guy," Jungwon whispered, his voice a soothing presence in the quiet room. "You have no idea how much you've changed my life."

Juwon's eyelids grew heavy, his breaths slowing as sleep claimed him. Gently, Jungwon placed him in the bassinet next to Y/n's bed, ensuring he was comfortable and safe.

With a final, loving glance at his son, Jungwon stepped out of the room. He knew it was time to make a call he had been postponing for far too long—the call to his father.

As the phone rang, Jungwon's heart raced, a mixture of nervousness and determination coursing through him. His father's voice echoed through the line, and Jungwon took a deep breath before launching into a heartfelt account of his life before and after the car accident, his voice carrying the weight of his experiences and transformation.

"Father," he began, "I've changed so much since the accident. I've reconnected with Y/n, and we have a son now. His name is Juwon."

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and then his father's voice filled with disbelief and surprise. "Jungwon, you're a father? I can hardly believe it. A family... I never thought I'd hear those words from you."

Jungwon's voice held a mixture of sincerity and emotion. "It's true, Father. I've become a father, and I want to be the best one I can be. I want to provide for Y/n and Juwon, and I want you to meet them."

His father's tone softened, a hint of curiosity seeping in. "Where are you? In which hospital in Seoul can I find you?"

Jungwon hesitated, and then he revealed the truth that would bring an unexpected twist to their conversation. "Actually, Father, we're not in Seoul. We're in Daegu."

There was a stunned silence on the other end of the line, followed by a mixture of disbelief and surprise. "Daegu? You're not in Seoul? What brought you there?"

Jungwon's voice was filled with resolve. "Y/n and I decided to build our life in Daegu. It's where we found our second chance, our fresh start."

There was a pause, as if his father was processing the information. "I... I need some time to digest all of this, Jungwon. But I want to meet them, your family."

Jungwon's heart swelled with a mixture of relief and hope. "Thank you, Father. I believe that meeting Y/n and Juwon will help you see the changes I've made."

As they ended the call, Jungwon's thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions. He knew that reuniting with his father would bring its own set of challenges, but he was ready to face them. The unexpected twists and turns of life had led him to this point—standing on the threshold of a new chapter, his family by his side, and the promise of a future built on love, redemption, and the unbreakable bonds that tied them all together.

~ Time skip, next day ~

Moments of Bonding:

The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the hospital room. Juwon's cries filled the air, rousing Jungwon from his sleep. He glanced at Y/n, still resting in the hospital bed, before slowly getting up, his heart filled with determination to comfort their son.

Gently, Jungwon scooped up Juwon, his arms cradling the tiny bundle of life. As he walked around the room, his movements were slow and rhythmic, a lullaby of reassurance as he tried to soothe Juwon's cries.

Beside them, Y/n stirred, her sleep-fogged mind slowly awakening to the sounds of their baby. She blinked, her gaze focusing on Jungwon as he moved with Juwon in his arms.

"Jungwon?" she mumbled, her voice still drowsy with sleep.

Jungwon looked at Y/n with a gentle smile, his eyes filled with a mixture of fondness and exhaustion. "Morning, Y/n. Juwon woke up, but he's okay now."

Y/n nodded, her gaze shifting to Juwon, who had quieted down in Jungwon's embrace. "Thank you, Jungwon. You're a natural at this."

Jungwon's smile widened, a sense of pride washing over him. "I'm learning as I go, but I'll do my best for both of you."

He settled down on the bed beside Y/n, Juwon still nestled in his arms. "You know, while I was trying to calm him down, I had a chance to think."

Y/n's curiosity was piqued, and she shifted closer, her eyes locking onto Jungwon's. "About what?"

Jungwon took a deep breath, his gaze steady as he recounted the conversation he had with his father. He shared the surprises, the disbelief, and the tentative steps they were taking to reconnect.

"I want you and Juwon to meet him," Jungwon admitted, his voice soft but resolute. "I believe that it's a chance for him to see the changes I've made, to see the family we've become."

Y/n's eyes softened with understanding, her hand reaching out to brush against Juwon's soft cheek. "Jungwon, I trust your judgment. If you believe it's the right thing to do, then I'm with you."

As if in response to their conversation, Juwon's little hands reached out, his fingers brushing against Y/n's chest. She watched him intently, a realization dawning upon her.

"He's hungry," Y/n murmured, a mixture of affection and amusement in her voice.

Jungwon's expression shifted from contemplation to a mix of surprise and adoration. "He is, isn't he?"

Carefully, Y/n adjusted her position, cradling Juwon against her chest. Her heart swelled with a mixture of love and tenderness as she watched him latch on, their connection deepening in a moment of intimacy and shared nourishment.

"Look at him," Y/n whispered, her voice a gentle caress. "He knows exactly what he wants."

Jungwon's gaze softened, his fingers lightly tracing Juwon's tiny hand. "He's a determined little guy, just like his parents."

As they sat there, united by their son's needs and the unbreakable bonds of family, the room seemed to glow with a sense of peace and fulfillment. The journey they had embarked upon was one of growth, change, and unwavering love—an odyssey that had brought them to this very moment, where their pasts collided with the promise of a bright future, cradled in each other's arms.

To be continued...