Goodbye - Jimin [18+]

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"Table for two." The girl stood there in front of the host of that restaurant both her and her son went to. Watching as the girl checked that single chart, before grabbing their menus with a soft you can follow me, in which she kept her hand held within her child's own.

"Your server will be with you shortly. Enjoy." The host gave them that smile. All while Miju peered over at the boy who was sitting across from her. Looking at him with that gaze so gentle. Because she loved the boy. Loved him more than anything.

"What are you hungry for, baby?" She looked over that single menu, despite having been to that same restaurant oh so many times. Even if all that came from the boy was that shrugging of the shoulders followed by that pout so soft, in which she could hear those giggles coming from the table next to them. Making her just barely peer over at the one girl who's eyes were completely glued on her child.

"Your son is so cute—"

"Ming baby—"

"Aw, thank you. . . did you hear that, Jitae?" Miju couldn't help but smile over at the woman sitting at the table next to them. All while watching the way she waved over at the boy who couldn't help but fall shy, in which those giggles were quick to return.

"My boyfriend and I are trying to decide on when to have kids, but right now we're still dealing with him being sick and—"

"Ming. They're trying to have dinner—"

"N-No, it's okay. . . we're just browsing the menu." Miju gave the couple that smile. Even if she could see that subtle irritation in her boyfriend's frame. Her same boyfriend who didn't want their business completely out in the open.

"Having a child was one of the best things that happened to me, and I have no doubt you'd be an amazing mom." She watched as the girl pouted out that immediate thank you. All while she took hold of her boyfriends hand with that soft, see, baby, in which he just barely met Miju's eyes. Practically saying his apologies without voicing them, even if all the girl did was smile.

"He's just afraid for us to have children because of his cancer—"

"Ming—"

"No-no, please, don't be ashamed. . . my friend battled with cancer for a long time." She wouldn't refer to him as her boyfriend. Knowing that she was sitting there with her child who was too distracted playing with his silverware, as she watched the girls gaze immediately soften upon her words.

"Are they still struggling with it?" Miju could feel herself fall numb. Realizing how long the man had been cancer free, despite believing that he had been gone. . . all this time.

"No. But I do feel that he's still nervous—"

"There's a support group that my boyfriend attends if your friend would ever like to go." The girl couldn't help but cut her off. The same girl who Miju had no clue was the girlfriend of Jimin's roommate as Miju met her eyes. Her eyes that fell completely soft. So soft and so warm.

"H-He actually does have one that he attends with his roommate." Miju gave that nod. All while just barely peering over at her son who she simply adored the sight of, in which she listened to her voice fill her ears all over again.

"They have some groups for those who are helping them too if you ever feel overwhelmed. I-I sometimes like to go." She let her eyes fall round. Making Miju do no more than look at the girl before shaking her head in that manner ever so gentle. Because the woman wasn't. Wasn't in the position to feel things. Wasn't in the position to be allowed to worry about him.