A/N: THOUGHTS ARE IN ITALICS. Font in purple are spoken in English, the rest is in Korean

Jaejoong POV

Breathe in. Breathe out.

You can do it. It’s just two years… Do as you practiced. You won’t disappoint them. You never do.

“Fighting!” Clenching my fists, I looked at my reflection.

“Jaejoong-ah, five minutes till starting.” My manager informed him.

Standing up, I adjusted my black shirt. Taking one last selfie, I posted it in Instagram before I give it to my manager. At that time I received a call. I smiled looking at the caller ID. Right on time Hyun-ah

“Hyung, good luck for you comeback! Don’t worry, you’ll rock the show”

“Thanks Hyun-ah, I’ll talk to you later, I have to go on stage now.”

“Ok hyung. Fighting!” And I cut the call

Lee Jae Hyun, the only boy whom I keep contact with from my past. He’s one of my closest friends. If he weren’t in New York, I’m sure he’ll be attending my concert.

I was standing in position, my microphone was given to my hand. I hear them chant my name, my fear and nervousness vanished. Within seconds I was pulled up to the stage, the bright stage lights nearly blinding me. The red ocean in front of me. I never felt more alive. I’m back everyone!

Jae Hyun POV

“Honey, remember we have to buy Reya’s birthday gift before she comes this weekend!” Anne, my beautiful wife yelled from downstairs.

Reya is Anne’s best friend. Anne’s family sponsored for her higher studies after seeing her present at an exhibition. Her birthday is next week but Anne wanted to get it now before she comes to spend the weekend with us.

At the foot of the staircase, my legs were hugged “Daddy, I want ice cream”

Sophie Lee, a.k.a, Lee Heyri, is my cute five year old precious angel. It was love at first sight for me. Anne is American and I'm Korean. After pleading with both parents we got married. I’ve been married for eight years, and we got this precious girl right after the big baby moved in with us. So together, I have two kids. I can’t help but feel protective of Reya, no matter how witty her talk is.

Carrying her back to the kitchen, I made her sit on the chair. Scooting to her level, I spoke “Soph, you ate ice cream yest