“Mommy? Mommy!” Hyemi almost tripped over the folded edge of the living room’s carpet, eyes widened in fascinations and rather horror once she saw Saehyun tailed after Baekhyun as they entered the house.

“Daddy! You brought Mommy home!” the tiny figure gasped and it almost sounded like a sob until Baekhyun took a good look at her daughter who was currently hugging tight Saehyun like her world depended on the lady. She wasn’t crying. Just overly excited, as Hyemi’s face was blushed in crimson red and the pout on her face was inscrutable.

“Oh baby, you’ve grown so fast! You’re a big girl now baby.” Despite the biggest misunderstanding happened, Saehyun didn’t seem to be putting any effort to clear it off. She embraced Hyemi gentle and pecked the little girl’s cheeks in adoration and asked her about random stuffs like, how’s school and do you still hate corns and everything but the fact that she wasn’t her mother.

Baekhyun cleared his throat once, to catch both of their attentions. “Hyemi-ah, this isn’t Mommy. Do you remember Aunt Saehyun?”

The sudden statement caught Hyemi off guards. Gradually taking steps back and away from Saehyun, the pre-schooler scrutinised Saehyun’s face carefully with a deep frown on her face. “Aunt Saehyun? Oh! You’ve came when Yuhan was born…”

Saehyun smiled cheekily. “Yes. I thought you’d forget me…Hyemi?” Hyemi’s reaction was completely opposite of how she reacted before, Saehyun least expected that her niece would stomp off right away; looking all mad and disappointed. “Hyemi? Baby?”

She went to jog after Hyemi, in hope to ask her why or at least an apology for something she did that perhaps, unintentionally hurt the little girl’s feelings.  Despite being a small five year old pre-schooler, she scampered in high speed upstairs and slammed the door to Saehyun’s (Saerom’s) room after, disallowing the latter to enter.

“Hyemi, what’s wrong, dear?” Saehyun slowly knocked on the door. “I’m sorry if ever I said anything wrong...”

“Saehyun, just leave her like that. She’ll be fine soon.” Baekhyun appeared behind her with a wide smile plastered in his face. “She’s always like this whenever she’s angry or, losing in an argument with me or even when she didn’t get what she wants. It’s okay.”    

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Baekhyun was after all, right. When it was dinner time, Hyemi came down without anyone persuading her to and sat next to Saehyun in the dining room. Hyemi's father, who was seated at the opposite seat, raised an eyebrow towards Saehyun at the presence of Hyemi; who was like completely forgotten of what had happened hours before.

A beautiful smile was drawn across Saehyun’s lips making Baekhyun slightly shivered because of nothing (Baekhyun wondered why) and downright looked away. The screeching sound as the chair been dragged out next to her drown out in between loud noises in the house.

“Would you like some mashed potato, Hyemi?” Both of the little girl’s hands were placed on top of her empty white plate. She turned to her side at the question before smiling and nodded slowly. “Yes, Aunty Saehyun! I want a lot of them on my plate! I really like potatoes.”

Smells of freshly cooked mashed potatoes assaulted Hyemi’s nose even before Saehyun managed to scoop some for her. Saerom’s mother had already done the task (just a minute sooner than Saehyun), and happily urging them to eat every single dish on the table later. “Yes Mom. Of course we will.”

The night went off rather decently with the nice foods and weather. Saehyun never felt this sensation of happiness in her veins as to before she came back. Even though Yuhan would sometimes cried for something he wanted and how Hyemi pestered noisily at Baekhyun for the permission to eat some candies before going to bed, and it got even noisier each time Baekhyun said ‘no’ (and Baekhyun said ‘no’ each time as a mean father he was). But Saehyun didn’t mind that. In fact she loved how her family’s bond was tightening that way and she was glad that Saerom had been given the opportunity to go through all this; having a happy family and so.

When her mother and father had called the night off and went to sleep, the others joined too. Hyemi dozed off seconds after she landed on Saehyun’s soft queen-sized bed, making Saehyun giggled at her cuteness. Yuhan who was half asleep in Saehyun’s embrace, stuttered a little as Saehyun put him off in his crib. A gentle peck on his cheeks set him off back to sleep, and Saehyun stayed for a couple of minutes watching her nephew slept peacefully at the side of the crib.

As soon as Saehyun sat on her bed, trying to tug herself to sleep, a few knocks knuckled on her door.

“Baekhyun? Why? Oh, the couch isn’t comfortable? You need more pillows? Blankets? Comforters perhaps?” Baekhyun scratched at the nape of his neck, a habit he couldn’t control when he was nervous. “Uh, no actually the couch is good. I came because, well…Yuhan always cry at the middle of the night and it probably will disturb you and maybe you’re tired. No, I mean of course you’re tired but,” Baekhyun stopped abruptly on his nonsense. But not due to his brain had actually functioned properly, it was more because of the most heart-warming sound he heard that caused his brain to become entirely malfunctioned. Saehyun giggled.

“Baek oppa, I’m fine. I really, really, really don’t mind if Yuhan cry. Babies are like that oppa. I know and I don’t mind.” Each phrase was emphasised by Saehyun with a smile on her face. “Besides, what would you do if, if I ever mind that? Sleep in this room together with me?”

Blush started to creep on his face. Baekhyun wasn’t expecting that. Really. “No. I mean, I just…” Saehyun laughed louder this time. “I was joking okay. Good night,” and with that the door was closed, leaving Baekhyun alone, trying to re-calm his breathing.

“Good night,” he whispered.