star - Seducing an iron man

Clearly, until we were young, we were always giving in to each other, unable to do anything. Our parents, who watched us through this, always smiled and looked after us both.

In the spacious yard, the refreshing sunlight and the beautifully grown grass, each in its own space, supported us. As we happily laughed and ran around, the grass in our own space transformed into blades of grass and floated through the air.

Stop! A high-pitched, piercing voice echoed from within the yard. His name was Kim Taehyung. He was only 13 years old. His voice, still undeveloped, was even louder and higher-pitched than I'd expected.

It was a voice that once stopped a passing neighbor in her tracks. And the voice was always the same: Kim Seok. It was Taehyung's other younger brother, also named Kim.

김태형

Hey, stop!

Kim Seok paused at Taehyung's words, glanced at him, and then took on the melancholy expression of a puppy lost to its mother. His father, watching this, opened his mouth, looking at Taehyung.

아버지

Taehyung, Seok said he'd give it to you. Dad's been telling me all along that we should get along while giving in, right?

My father's glasses, glinting in the sunlight as they rose, followed his gentle smile. Perhaps because of the reflection, I couldn't see him clearly. It was as if he was too bright to see.

김태형

Dad, I can't see well because of the sunlight.

Taehyung, who had been squinting at his father, raised his arm to block the sunlight and looked at him. His father extended an arm toward Taehyung. As if beckoning him to come, Taehyung approached him with weak steps.

아버지

I told you that Dad bought another one.

A soft and clear voice sounded clearly in Taehyung's ears.

김태형

...I know, but still...this is the first gift my dad ever bought me...

Her plump cheeks and her duck mouth, which seemed to have a lot to say, made her father smile.

아버지

Taehyung, I bought you another one, so can you give it to me?

The small back of his head shook violently.

His father must have found that sight cute as well, as he hugged Taehyung and smiled as he answered.

아버지

Yeah, let's give Seok something new!

"Come here, Seok," Seok said, smiling brightly at his father's call and running to his father and Taehyung to hug them. "Just wait a moment," Seok said. "The first gift is coming soon!" His father replied, his voice even more expectant than the two of them.

Seok nodded and smiled brightly, and Taehyung also laughed happily while hugging his father and Seok.

I knew I would grow up this happily.

I thought all the family members would laugh, chat, and share their emotions together, living happily and harmoniously like a normal family.

"Honey, honey!" I heard my mother's urgent voice and saw someone entering the operating room. At first, I didn't recognize who it was. But as I overheard the doctors talking next to me, I realized it was my father. It was my father.

For a moment, my mind went blank, and all the strength drained from my body. I just sat there, staring at the floor. Not even the slightest noise could be heard, and it felt as if time had stopped.

At that moment, a warm sensation stirred me. I looked up and saw Kim Seok. It was Seok. Seeing him hug me and caress me, I felt as if he was comforting me. I felt something flowing down my cheek. It was tears.

For the first time, I sobbed without thinking. As the warmth reached me, my voice grew louder and I hugged Seok tightly and cried. Seok silently patted me on the back, accepting my cries.

Four years have passed since then. Before I knew it, I was a freshman in high school.

My father had been blind for several years due to a car accident, but I recently heard he had regained his sight. The shock of that first day left me unable to visit him in his hospital room ever since. I simply didn't have the courage to do so.

김태형

...

My hand on the doorknob feels weak. I simply don't have the courage to look. Thinking back to the countless wounds I saw back then, I clench my eyes shut.

Taehyung stood still, clutching the doorknob. Then, a nurse spoke from behind him.

"Aren't you going in?"

Taehyung turned around in surprise, looking at the nurse. He just scratched his head awkwardly and lowered his head. The nurse followed Taehyung, who had quietly moved away, and opened the door to the hospital room. She went in first, and Taehyung followed.

The hospital room was quiet and secluded. The half-open curtains allowed sunlight to shine through, illuminating my father. The glasses, shattered in the accident, lay on the table next to him. The nurse was checking on my father's condition.

"Are you feeling okay? Are you feeling unwell?" I asked each question carefully, and as I continued the conversation, the nurse soon said, "Okay," and left.

Taehyung, who had been sitting quietly, remembered his father, who would greet him again. With that memory, every step he took toward meeting his father brought back vivid memories of his childhood. As if a movie was unfolding before his eyes, those memories flashed before his eyes like scenes from a movie.