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Chapter 3: Insecure Acceptings

PS:Dont own GOH

Nervous?

Not the word she'd use…or was looking for.

Needed a word that would fit her style more;

'Tense…' Now that was a better, more fitting word.

It sounded more…tough, and less admitting.

"Uuuhhgg." As you can tell by her groans, she was in a less than pleasing mood.

Now that she was sober, it seemed less like a good idea. Or even a safe one.

A couple minutes before

Location:Soojin's house.

Lying on her back, face up; Lee Soojin was under something rather lung emptying. As in, she was almost completely void of air and she felt a sharp jab in her stomach and a pain in her ankle. Analyst skills clearly distinguish what was taking up more space in her gut than her…well; GUT. But she digressed, it was an elbow. An elbow was jabbing her, uncomfortable if she had to say.

So uncomfortable that she just lost all will to move. For her the whole world stopped and she couldn't do anything. She's just lying there, not really thinking anything.

Now what did her analyst skills say about the ankle? It was in pain, no need to analyze any further than 'OWWW!'

Suddenly, the thing that weighed her down rolled off of her. As did what was poking her in her stomach. Soojin didn't make a second too late. She sucked in a big breath of air when her lungs started listening to her again. She got up rather stiffly and remarked that she would need some ice for that awful pain in her ankle.

"You got up, finally!"

Soojin's eyes fixated on the only thing that had motion in the room: her son. (Not a 'thing', but still… he was moving…) However it didn't stop her head from rotating as if she was searching the room. Her eyes squinted with her hand scratching the back of her head. "Status report…"

"O-oh uhhhhhh…" The boy recollected his thoughts and events that happened over the time period. "We took a bath…then you got dressed…-"

Soojin looked at herself, her shirt wasn't button and her pants were backwards, and just by pure womanly instinct; she knew that she was in commando uniform.

"-Well….mostly dressed…but hey, I dressed myself, look see!" He hopped up and down trying to catch her attention.

She hesitated looking at the boy, because she was still trying to comprehend how she ended on the floor and why her ankle is in pain right now. It wasn't even worth a second thought, but she gave it that anyway.

Finally, when she pieced her own theory, she was clearly still a bit tipsy. Soojin stared up at the boy, who had started waiting in the same show-off position for a whole minute.

Now that she got a good look at her boy. Soojin's cheeks went hint rosy, her eyes now avoided the boy, only looking back at him a few times. "T-that's great honey…" It was one of those moments where she'd cling to him and start crying about how he's growing up too fast. So to avoid that; she tsundere'd.

"Waaahhhhh!? " He pouted his face, "Is that all you can say!?" He rushed up to her, swinging his twig like arms at her.

Soojin caught to boy, picking him up, she couldn't help but smile, followed by a light giggle. "I'm sorry kid, it's just…" The boy's pouted face avoided looking at hers. She could see he was disappointed. "Mommy's just bad at…being straightforward with you (most people she isn't trying to hurt/kill)…" Soojin sighed, shaking the boy lightly, attempting to get his attention. Wanting him to look at her.

"I don't even know what that means…"

"Uhhh, it means…'straightforward' means; 'honest'…"

Suddenly…

"But why thou…?" The boy finally looked at her, his eyes were annoyed, his face was sad. As soon as he looked at her, some sort of feeling came over her. She didn't know what to say or how to describe it.

How to explain to your son that you have a tsundere side to you?

Step 1; Avoid it.

"H-hey, w-we'll be late if we stay here!" Soojin stood up. Curving the boy's question seemed like the best bet. And a correct one it was. As soon as he heard that, his face changed instantly. "Omigosh!" He attempted to shake free from his mother's arms. "Lemme go~!"

His wiggling almost made her laugh probably cause it was sorta ticklish. "Nah, I don't wanna let go just yet."

"W-WHY!?"

"Because, I'm having a postpartum depression moment."

"No you are NOT! " He finally broke free, dropping to the ground Kyujin didn't waste energy. " And I don't even know what that is! Now get dressed!"

"Yes I am, I had one just the other day." The boy was pushing at her legs. Trying to inch the woman forward, despite the fact she towered over him. "One of the effect is sudden tiredness." She let go of herself, slowly collapsing on the boy. "Lights fading, stars dimming~" Finally her knees gave out(on purposed) and her body just came down on the boy.

"See…told you."

Soojin was just plain out sitting on the boy. In an ironic sense, she was the one draining the air out of him now. His head poked out from under her. "GAAWW, get up get up!" Soojin felt him squirming, it was hilarious to her. "Your big butt is crushing me!"

"Hey, 'thicc' is a compliment. Besides, Daewi wouldn't be complaining right now if I were sitting on him."

"I don't even know what you're talking about or trying to say!" The boy struggled more.

Soojin sucked her teeth. "It's no fun talking to you, hurry up and know stuff already.(So my jokes can make sense)" Soojin was never the joke type, she was always serious, she could only blame Mori for sifting her up and Daewi for reminding her.

"Maybe if you weren't sitting on me, I could do that!" The boy didn't give up using all of his strength, even when he felt his mother ease up.

A halfhearted sigh slipped from under Soojin's smirk. "Fine~" Her body roll of from on top the boy. Her eyes focused on the soul before her, who was up to here in exhaustion. She couldn't help but smile at his determination, even if it did indeed meant her demise. Over exaggeratedly speaking that is.

"C'mon lets get ready."

"Psst, speal for yourself! I am ready!"

"…"

Present Time.

Even if she was definitely feeling like turning tail and heading for the hills, however…

"Yay~!" The little boy on her lap was already so excited to go somewhere. He could practically leap out her lap and still have enough air headed joy to allow him to float all the way over there (and to also avoid plummeting to his death). " I wonder we're we going!" Of course he also really didn't know where they were headed. He just seemed happy to be out and away from home, for once…literally.

Soojin couldn't blame him, besides the various places they've lived before settling down at their current location, he's never really been out somewhere. She figures the absence of evidence would also mean the absence of curiosity as well. A frog in the well knows noting of the ocean after all.

Though…

Breaking his already so fragile and small heart because she wanted to turn around and hide away in her closet now (even as pleasuring as it sounds to make a 'strategic retreat and cover')…was…

It's …

Ya'know…

"Uuuggghhhh…"

Yeah, that.

Already being on the magical flying cloud didn't help also, not like she could lie and say it was outta gas…

Or could she?

Was worth speculating, but by the time she figured it out, they'd be there already.

"Uggghh…"

Her bottom lip would start bleeding at this point. She has been biting down on it, mustering the gull to say something. "Kyu-jin…" Her mouth managed something else besides a groan. if you ever feel…yow know… uncomfortable, or say; nervous." Lee Soojin didn't make herself sound very convincing. Shaking her head slowly, she shut her eyes, praying she could convince him. "…I could…maybe-DEFINETLY, turn around and we coul-"

"Nah~" His answer was quick and really didn't take much thought into what she was trying to say.

Fuck!

Certainly, projecting didn't work on his extremely simple and untrained mind.

"Uuuuggghhh…"

Soojin's eye's almost rolled back into her skull with that groan. Her eyes stopped over halfway, staring above. The site of the deep bloomed sky with milky blanc clouds soring over, under, through, and pass them didn't help ease the tenseness the had her brain twitching.

That and she was still a bit hung over. She tried counting the cloud to get at ease, but she was pretty sure 40 doesn't normally come after 100…twice.

Oh yes she was indeed a still a little intoxicated.

"uurrrrgggghhhh"

"Momma is there something wrong?" The boy didn't turn to face her, he stayed put. Head forward.

YES.

Is what she'd like to say.

"N-no, nothing…"

Is all she could gather up enough courage to say. Lying to herself...and others was a bit of talent she picked up over the years.

Though, a grey hair was nearing at this rate. Soojin didn't even know why she'd even considered it. Listening to that old man with his bullshit.

They aren't even HER friends. They're Jin Mori's. And not even that. A lot of them barely talked with the guy. Now that she thought of it, they could be considered Daewi's friends.

Daewi, Daewi's fine.

…Sweet guy…

…but the other guys…

She didn't even know. She could practically think around it and argue with herself till she's blue in the face and gray in the hair.

I don't even know who's gonna be there besides Daewi! IS he even coming? What if I'm early or even LATE? What if no one else shows up?!

Wait, that'd actually be good.

But what are the odds no one shows up?

"…aaahhhhhggg…" Her head hung down, almost slamming the little passenger in her lap.

She had enough of thinking stupid shit; there was no way around it that wouldn't turn her into the bad guy in her son's eyes. She could only pray that there is the least amount of people there as possible.

Now she needed to put her brain power elsewhere...

A lot of things to consider right now, like how she's going to explain the little bundle of curiosity and adorableness in her lap...and this flying cloud…

Note to self; leave Kinto-Nimbus FAARR away from the, meeting spot.

The cloud wasn't much of a big deal…

The problem was explaining…

Her son…

His son…

Jin Mori's son…

Lee Soojin's son…

Jin Mori and Lee Soojin's …son

Their…child…

Their…Love child…

…Love child…

Children are possible…via…love making…or rather…'~!birds&bees!~'

The phrase; '~!birds&bees!~', by common American unwritten laws mean …

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"…uuuuhhhhhhggggg…" Lighting up like a sunrise with the colors of a sunset, Soojin shook her head slowly, her red face hanged as steam could literally be seen coming from the back of her head. Her hands pulled at her purple colored hair. She could yet again only wonder why she was in this mess.

Those were a couple of the things she was pondering, that she was considering, that related to the lad in her lap…

Explaining their relationship was a lot harder than you think.

IT wasn't like a pair of people JUST throwing insults at each other.

She literally tried to kill him on multiply occasions and did everything she could to avoid him…both of which still happened even while they were together.

But…why did it end up like this…how?

It wasn't a thought of regret, but rather; of truly wanting an answer.

Dumbfoundedness, to be quite frank.

She blames Mori's constant popping up and trying to get buddy~buddy with her.

He was always there…with his stupid smile.

/09:46 dreaming ep

A smile that she never thought she'd ever only be able to see now in the back of her skull. Why is it now a memory? Why is it she has to remember his smile? Why can't it be beside her right now?

"Jerk…" Her mouth barely moved for that one. And Of course Kyujin heard her, but he thought it was probably about Daewi. Anyways...

She knew there was no point pondering the dead…

Revenge?

For getting what he deserved?

That warmongering monkey.

That's what she believed anyways. Didn't make it hurt less.

Kinda like if Adolf Hitler's wife had any opinion on what her husband did, would she still love him less as a person and not necessarily

Hitler the Dictator? Or so the story goes.

Did Vlad the Impaler ever discus about the people he sent through hell at the dinner table with his family? Can his wife still say she loved him at the end of the day?

Can a certain act really change a person that much in the eyes of someone who loves them, even if revealed that they have been doing it most their life? Then wouldn't that make that act apart of who they were or even are?

She could only guess; you can say that he couldn't help it, that you can't help being human.

Then again, that could damn well explain how the little guy in her lap came to be. But she figured that love was another story.

Does she regret it? Sometimes.

But would she take it back? No…never.

Because wishing some things would change is not the same as wanting them to.

Her son coming into her life was the second best thing to happen to her. And if you knew anything about Soojin, the circumstance of her life was nothing to be happy about.

The reason she doesn't really fight anymore, and tries her hardest to push her son in that direction…peace…not war. Fighting is what did him in, let his love ones not follow.

"Hey…momma…"

It took her a half second to realize she was being talked to.

"O-oh, huh?" She focused on him. "Yeah monkin?"

"When are we gonna get there?"

She hadn't realized how long it had been. By the positioning of the sun; nearly an hour!

"Huh?!" She patted Kinto-Nimbus. "H-hey! Un! I thought you were faster than this!"

Kyujin pouted. "He only started going slow just a while ago."

Soojin's heart skipped a beat at a possible answer.

Is it reacting this way because it can sense my mood?

Soojin didn't know how to feel towards that.

I guess you really have taken me as your master.

It was strange to her because this cloud never really listened to her. So it was a bitter sweet feeling "Hey, cloudy, speedup, will ya'."

No response.

Guess not

"Damn stubborn cloud never really listens to me all that much anyways."

Pandora Skills | Element Reign| Water

The only way she's ever able to get this thing to work, fully taking over the cloud via controlling the element of water. Soojin also thinks this might be a contributing factor to why it doesn't want to listen to her anyway. I'm sure she'd be angry if someone controlled her body just to make them a sandwich. But that's still no excuse for almost dropping her out of the sky, TWICE.

The cloud had a mind of it's own when it came to allowing her to sit on it. She's glad that she was able to finally get the hang of using her Borrowed Power abilities to make the cloud solid enough to sit on just in case. So her butt doesn't faze through it as if it was a regular cloud and she plummets 100 stories…AGAIN , which would make this the 3rd time.

Though the ability, it only works with her, not anyone else, hence why Kyujin sits in her lap.

Soojin found it weird because she never thought Mori had to have a chat with this thing and tell it to allow others to get on it, it was perfectly in sync with Jin, only reason she can ride it without using her powers oh so few times is because she's been on it before…

And has done…certain things on it with Jin before. (but love is another story)

Point being, the cloud was stubborn…kinda like Jin Mori…also kinda like her.

"Fucking useless thing." Scratching her head, she figured that they were definitely gonna be the last ones there. Which was plenty of time to think on the REALLY important stuff…LIKE WHAT TO SAY(totally not ignoring how to explain her son.)

She has to be magic with the words if she needed to win over their trust and shrink their nosiness.

The sun grazed through the leaves of an old tree on a hill. Rummaging with life, what was in view, down below of the hill wasn't so lively, a large graveyard.

It wasn't the most happy sight, but the fact that the dead could at least have the comfort of having a final resting place at least give the few remaining relatives of the decease, some ease to go on with.

From the hill across the road, it was a sight to behold, saddening and content.

"I wonder if I should join them now..." The man lying underneath the tree, as the sunlight trickles trough, on to his bandaged face. The warmth almost felt as if an aroma might accompany it.

Surely enough, the smell of fresh air and trimmed grass came through as the wind blew. Such nice things didn't feel to outta place near the final resting place of loved ones.

"If you decide to go now, I will accompany you.~" Said a blonde lady, sitting on the opposite end of the tree, she was applying makeup to her face.

"The only reason I haven't gone down yet was because you told me you needed a minute to put on your makeup." The tone of the man chilling in the grass was less than enthusiastic. "It's been 20 minutes."

"B-B-BUT, YOUR MAJESTI-"

"It's alright...just c'mon."

"R-right!"

"And tell them to stop waiting in the car."

Six men took stand at the bottom of the hill. Steady chat was going back and forth between the group, the basics. Appearances over the years and such.

"Honestly, you haven't changed all that much" Said one glasses wearing man. "Park IlPyo, only difference is; you've gotten much taller."

Park IlPyo; the first key and inheritor of the Ssam-Su Taekkyeon . Also an extremely gentle yet powerful person.

llpyo felt slightly embarrassed. His eyes shut, scratching the back of his head lightly and pointing at the glasses fellow. "Heh, well Baek Seungchul, you yourself on the other hand; have changed quite a bit."

Baek Seungchul, probably one of the smartest people alive, it is considered rare to see him doing anything BUT his research. Let alone being outside. He sported a lab coat with a dress shirt underneath, his hair was rather long, his face looked scruffy.

"Both of you have changed quite a bit" another man with glasses exclaimed. "You were just squirts when I first saw ya." The man had thick eyebrows and teal green hair.

"Oh hush,Q." Another man slipped in. He was of bleached hair and had dark skin. "If I remember correctly; you were quite childish yourself."

The green haired man's eye twitched, biting his bottom lip. "Calling me childish when you're always stuffing your face , O?

Judges O and Q; currently at the peak of their reputation (one more than the other.) While O is head of a major borrowed power police task force, Q is currently unemployed, much to his own distain. Though he is often employed by Park Mu-Bong(Jin) part time.

"All of you are still friggin annoying." The last man wasn't standing like the rest, he was squatting away from the group. "I wonder why I even came here..." he sighed heavily. "Just because MuJin ordered it, just because Mr. 'Jade' 'Emperor' asks me to?" He sucked his teeth.

"Oh quit being a troll." The words originated from his co-worker; Kyuji Kussanagi. Current descendant of the Kussanagi family, also the current inheritor of the Seven headed serpent dragon, Yamatano Orochi(Hydra) . "Ignore him, he is just being grumpy because we missed breakfast." A childish giggle came from the Japanese man.

He being; Samuel Rosinante. Lineal descendant of Hercules, and currently employed as a Judge by Park Mujin.

Samuel of course, only sucked his teeth.

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"Well I'm sorry to waste your time or whatever...but since we are all here." The voice came from a shifty looking scruffy man, who came walking from down the hill. "Wa'sup everybody,.."

Samuel only sucked his teeth, again.

"Honestly, you've changed almost as much Seungchul has..." Park Li-pyo leaned back a bit, raising his brows in surprise.. "Mr. Han Daewi" a smirk grew on his face."... outer appearance that is."

Daewi looked around two sets of guest who he had expected to arrive were apparently running a little on the late side or decided not to come at all. For the sake of something to talk about, he hoped it wasn't the latter. "Mubong running late?" Daewi didn't feel like mentioning the other guest because he wanted it a surprise. But now, he was considering the fact Jin Taejin might not have been enough to convince her to join them. Then again, she was never the social type.

O smirked "You talk as if you're not surprised."

"Nah, I'm just expecting someone else." A slight tease I guess.

"Another girlfriend? " Q chuckled, almost like he was being sarcastic. But that didn't stop Daewi from thinking otherwise; "N-no...nothing like that."

An eyebrow on Samuel rose.

Hmm?

Lipyo tried to take steer of the conversation. "Well I'm sure we can shoot the breeze a while longer."

Samuel finally uttered something else. "If we do that, we'll run through everything before the rest get here." He thought he already figured who was the special guest Daewi forgot…or rather; didn't mention much about

O giggled as he reached into his pocket swiftly. "Thank goodness I brought snacks to help pass the time.

Lipyo stepped closer. "For everyone?" Reaching his hand out.

"No..." O stepped back, stuffing his face

Kyuji wanted in on it also "Sharing is caring."

"No..."

Samuel just shook his head, "Leave him be."

"Homeless deal without food regularly. So I'm use to not eating for long periods of time. Q and Daewi both said in almost complete sync. No surprise that they would adjust to such a lifestyle.. But of course everyone stopped and looked at Daewi.

Q's eye twitched. "How the hell can YOU be homeless!?"

"Aren't you like… the Jade Emperor!?" Ilpyo tone was fearful, probably because his borrowed power, Hosaja was Okwang, the previous Jade Emperor's pet.

Daewi eye went for the awkward squint, followed by lazy chuckle. "Church donations are low...anyone intereste-"

"No..."' They were all in sync with O against Daewi now.

"Yeah sure, t-that's fine." his tone wasn't serious at all, almost as if he expected them to turn him down. Thought, not so quickly and direct. He thought it wouldn't kill them to beat around the bush.

Daewi noticed a shadow above his head.

"So you're a hobo? Well that explains why I got no gifts for all those birthdays."

A familiar voice to him.

"Then again, I never really did like the fact that I was born into such a messed up world."

Smirk drew across his face, "Spare me the edge and spill my red already"

"Are you kidding, torture's a lot more fun."

The voices origin landed down behind him. "I'd got here sooner…" The figure cracked her neck. "The damn thing doesn't like me, so friggin' what?"

"Well...Soojin" his shoulders rose a bit, weakly "Have you tried asking nicely."

"OH, riiiigggghhhttt~" her voice was sarcastic. "Please stop acting like a damn fuckwad, oh magic floating vapor." Waving her hands around the air, she close her eye, spinning around to only face him again.

A light smile drew on his face, as well as hers. Their uncovered eyes met. As a few whispers went back and forth; "Thanks for coming…"

"Hmph, I never said I'd let you off the hook."

"Fine, lunch is on me."

Their little exchange almost made him completely forget the others. "O-oh!"

He point to her about the rest behind him, and Soojin understood correctly, bitterly so. So much so, that when the man gestured again her face hinted red. Head basically steaming when she gazed at; slightly confused, some snickering, faces. Especially since a certain someone(who has yet to be noticed, by even her maybe) was hiding behind her, attaching himself to her back.

Soojin stiffly walked up to the group, hands and legs in sync motion. Approaching the closes to what she thought was someone she could last more than 20 seconds against in a conversation; Park llpyo. They had some things in common, she never tried to get to know the guy, didn't had interest; honestly. But if she came out here for nothing, then it would be an utter waste. Plus, he probably was the only one who probably wouldn't hold something she did against her.

A little surprised, IIpyo stepped back a bit, cracking a sweat, scratching his head. Then the sudden shock to look around and fine the rest of the group farther away from him."Uuuuhhhhhh...Hel-"

"Hi..." Her words were quick and monotone, as if she was some kind of nerdy kid force to socialize.

This only made Daewi squint his eye and look away with cringe.

"Y-yeah...'hi'...I was about to say the same thing." He wasn't actually. But telling the truth would add no avail. Park felt a bit choked up, maybe cause of Soojin's disgustingly uneasy aura. Her stern, military stare didn't help also.

"Park Ip-Lo right?

"N-n, Il-pyo…"

"Alright..."

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"I'll remember that." Soojin kept staring at him, it was hard not to notice the sweat drip off his face, but she apparently saw pass that or maybe she didn't see it at all.

"Sure..." Ilpyo put on a brave smile, inside however. He was hanging loose.

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"Ssam-Su Taekkyeon...it's..." Soojin wasn't good at complimenting other styles of fighting, besides her own. So pulling a random word at the top of her head that wasn't calling it stupid. "...It's very...pretty."

The air suddenly shifted from strange to just plain tired. The stern look on her face hid the fact that she just thought of that.

Park llpyo just nodded slowly. "Thanks...?" Eyeing Daewi real quick before looking back to Soojin. "And Northern TKD is..." He glared over to Daewi who only gestured him to go on. "...is... extremely dangerous." He figured that he was just done right now.

"Thanks...nicest thing anyone's ever said about ITF"

Of course everybody around her thought the same thing; It wasn't a compliment.

She backed away, slowly. Retreating to Han's side. Her mission to prove to Daewi she wasn't a social weirdo, in her own opinion, was a success. Despite the fact he never brought that up to her in the first place.

He wanted to pat her head and give her a treat for her hard work just now, but figured that it would be weird. That and she'd definitely assault him.

"Dad, why can't we wait in the car~!?"

A chill went down Daewi's spine when he suddenly remembered who he brought with him.

(TBC)

Sorry to cut it so short, wanted to upload something...