My Happy Ending Chapter 1
a/n: Supposedly this was a oneshot but I'm afraid that you might get bored if you have read too long. So I'm starting a new chaptered fic for Onkey. It's kinda based on the manga "Boku no Hatsukoi wo Kimi ni Sasagu" or "I Give My First Love to You". Warning for there might be grammatical errors and confusions. Comments are forever loved ^______^ ♥ ♥ ♥
My eyes gleamed with excitement as I reached the last page of the book! Oh yeah they got together. I couldn’t help but flash a smile as I closed the storybook I’ve read. It really feels nice when you have achieved your happy ending. I also hope that one day I’ll be able to achieve my happy ending too.
A knock on my bedroom door startled me from my daydream (or should I say night dream since it was evening). I quickly put the story book on top of desk and fixed the blanket surrounding my feet.
‘Onew I’m coming in okay.’ The voice on the other side of the door said.
‘Okay come in.’
The person from the other side opened the door; poking her head first before going fully inside the room and closing the door. I gave her a smile a she got near my bed and sat beside me.
‘Hi umma. Do you need something from me?’ I sat up from my bed.
‘Well nothing just checking on you. How was your day, sweetie?’ my mom stroked my unkempt hair.
‘Well nothing umma. School was fun. I’ve learnt a lot of things, met new friends and saw a new environment.’ I said cheerfully. I noticed my mom beaming a smile at me as I continued to share my experiences for the day.
‘Then our teacher asked us to read this story book entitled ‘Cinderella’ and I like the ending! They have achieved their happy ending! You know umma I wish that one day I would have my own happy ending! Isn’t it that I’m going to have my happy ending too? Umma...why are you crying umma?’ I wasn’t expecting that when I turned around, my mom’s eyes were gleaming with tears, a heartbreaking smile imprinted on her lips. I never saw my mom cry; she never showed me any weakness at all. But why? My innocent mind couldn’t comprehend it. Suddenly she wiped the tears brimming in her eyes and forced her lips to form a wide grin.
‘Sorry Onew, a dust went inside my eyes so I got teary-eyed.’ She wiped away the remaining tears in her eyes, got up and tucked me in under the blankets.
‘Sleep well my son. You’ll have another check-up tomorrow so you need to have a rest. Good night sweetie.’ She said while closing the lights and turning off the switch. Being the good boy that I am, I forced myself to sleep, shoving all of the things I’ve witnessed at the back of my mind. I looked forward to the next day, knowing that new things are stored for me.
~o*o*o*o~
‘Nurse Hwanghee, did you see my parents.’ I inquired as I wander around the hospital corridors. I got scared waiting at that hospital room, those white walls felt like prison as I continued to stare at it.
‘No, I’m sorry Jinki but I haven’t seen your parents around. Maybe they’re at Dr. Kim’s room, getting your medical results.’ I beamed a smile at Nurse Hwanghee as those words escaped her mouth.
‘Thank you Nurse Hwanghee.’ With that, I ran through the corridors, passing through endless hospital room until I’ve reached Dr. Kim’s room. The door was slightly ajar so I peeked in and found my parents sitting across Dr. Kim.
‘Mom, I-‘
‘He needs to avoid getting stressed or tired because his heart won’t be able to handle it.’ Dr. Kim said while my umma sobbed quietly on the shoulders of my appa. I decided to shut my mouth and continued watching the scene through the slightly opened door
‘But Dr. Kim can’t we do something for him? He’s still a child, 7 yrs of age. I’m sure that you’ll be able to find a cure for him when he grows up.’ My mom continued to sob relentlessly. Why is my mom sobbing? Are they talking about me?
‘Well Jinki won’t be living too long unless he will undergo a heart transplant. But the chances of obtaining a compatible heart for him now are so slim. We’ll report it to you as soon as we have found a heart donor for Jinki.’ Dr. Kim said as he handed a brown envelope to my parent.
‘Honestly doctor, how long can Jinki live with his condition right now?’ my appa asked. My mom’s eyes widened in disbelief as she processed the words my father said.
‘How dare you ask that question, Minho? Jinki will live. He’s a good boy. He has endured those painful treatments. He-‘
‘Wake up Taeyeon! We need to face the truth or it will be harder for us to move on. I also don’t want to accept it but we need to ready ourselves and Jinki for what might happen.’ My mom continuously sobbed as my father straightened his facial expression.
‘Tell us doctor. How long will Jinki live?’
‘Maximum age would be 20. His heart will soon falter due to the changes happening in his body.’ I couldn’t anymore endure the words I’m hearing. I ran away, far from that room, and into the endless maze of corridors found in the hospital. Suddenly a throbbing pain in my chest stopped me from my running. The pain engulfed my whole body as I fell onto the floor, writhing in pain. Suddenly blackness covered my vision and soon I heard muffled cries of help from my side.
Suddenly I envisioned the ending of Cinderella, in which the prince and Cinderella lived happily together. I felt the tears streaming down my face unconsciously. I envy Cinderella, she had her happy ending. But me having my happy ending is impossible, the chances are so slim for me to achieve it.
After learning my condition, I stopped believing in happy endings.
My eyes gleamed with excitement as I reached the last page of the book! Oh yeah they got together. I couldn’t help but flash a smile as I closed the storybook I’ve read. It really feels nice when you have achieved your happy ending. I also hope that one day I’ll be able to achieve my happy ending too.
A knock on my bedroom door startled me from my daydream (or should I say night dream since it was evening). I quickly put the story book on top of desk and fixed the blanket surrounding my feet.
‘Onew I’m coming in okay.’ The voice on the other side of the door said.
‘Okay come in.’
The person from the other side opened the door; poking her head first before going fully inside the room and closing the door. I gave her a smile a she got near my bed and sat beside me.
‘Hi umma. Do you need something from me?’ I sat up from my bed.
‘Well nothing just checking on you. How was your day, sweetie?’ my mom stroked my unkempt hair.
‘Well nothing umma. School was fun. I’ve learnt a lot of things, met new friends and saw a new environment.’ I said cheerfully. I noticed my mom beaming a smile at me as I continued to share my experiences for the day.
‘Then our teacher asked us to read this story book entitled ‘Cinderella’ and I like the ending! They have achieved their happy ending! You know umma I wish that one day I would have my own happy ending! Isn’t it that I’m going to have my happy ending too? Umma...why are you crying umma?’ I wasn’t expecting that when I turned around, my mom’s eyes were gleaming with tears, a heartbreaking smile imprinted on her lips. I never saw my mom cry; she never showed me any weakness at all. But why? My innocent mind couldn’t comprehend it. Suddenly she wiped the tears brimming in her eyes and forced her lips to form a wide grin.
‘Sorry Onew, a dust went inside my eyes so I got teary-eyed.’ She wiped away the remaining tears in her eyes, got up and tucked me in under the blankets.
‘Sleep well my son. You’ll have another check-up tomorrow so you need to have a rest. Good night sweetie.’ She said while closing the lights and turning off the switch. Being the good boy that I am, I forced myself to sleep, shoving all of the things I’ve witnessed at the back of my mind. I looked forward to the next day, knowing that new things are stored for me.
~o*o*o*o~
‘Nurse Hwanghee, did you see my parents.’ I inquired as I wander around the hospital corridors. I got scared waiting at that hospital room, those white walls felt like prison as I continued to stare at it.
‘No, I’m sorry Jinki but I haven’t seen your parents around. Maybe they’re at Dr. Kim’s room, getting your medical results.’ I beamed a smile at Nurse Hwanghee as those words escaped her mouth.
‘Thank you Nurse Hwanghee.’ With that, I ran through the corridors, passing through endless hospital room until I’ve reached Dr. Kim’s room. The door was slightly ajar so I peeked in and found my parents sitting across Dr. Kim.
‘Mom, I-‘
‘He needs to avoid getting stressed or tired because his heart won’t be able to handle it.’ Dr. Kim said while my umma sobbed quietly on the shoulders of my appa. I decided to shut my mouth and continued watching the scene through the slightly opened door
‘But Dr. Kim can’t we do something for him? He’s still a child, 7 yrs of age. I’m sure that you’ll be able to find a cure for him when he grows up.’ My mom continued to sob relentlessly. Why is my mom sobbing? Are they talking about me?
‘Well Jinki won’t be living too long unless he will undergo a heart transplant. But the chances of obtaining a compatible heart for him now are so slim. We’ll report it to you as soon as we have found a heart donor for Jinki.’ Dr. Kim said as he handed a brown envelope to my parent.
‘Honestly doctor, how long can Jinki live with his condition right now?’ my appa asked. My mom’s eyes widened in disbelief as she processed the words my father said.
‘How dare you ask that question, Minho? Jinki will live. He’s a good boy. He has endured those painful treatments. He-‘
‘Wake up Taeyeon! We need to face the truth or it will be harder for us to move on. I also don’t want to accept it but we need to ready ourselves and Jinki for what might happen.’ My mom continuously sobbed as my father straightened his facial expression.
‘Tell us doctor. How long will Jinki live?’
‘Maximum age would be 20. His heart will soon falter due to the changes happening in his body.’ I couldn’t anymore endure the words I’m hearing. I ran away, far from that room, and into the endless maze of corridors found in the hospital. Suddenly a throbbing pain in my chest stopped me from my running. The pain engulfed my whole body as I fell onto the floor, writhing in pain. Suddenly blackness covered my vision and soon I heard muffled cries of help from my side.
Suddenly I envisioned the ending of Cinderella, in which the prince and Cinderella lived happily together. I felt the tears streaming down my face unconsciously. I envy Cinderella, she had her happy ending. But me having my happy ending is impossible, the chances are so slim for me to achieve it.
After learning my condition, I stopped believing in happy endings.