Tok Tok (feat. Kim Bum Soo) - Mighty Mouth (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Z1wH2puzCM&feature=related)     -------------------------- Narrator’s P.O.V:     “…The couple had an adorable baby boy, and they lived happily ever after. The end.” You murmured quietly and peered into the eyes of your child.   Five-year old Junha blinked at you, “That’s it?”   You were taken aback at first, but soon smiled, “That’s it, honey.” You pulled the covers on top of his tiny body.   Junha pouted at you adorably. His blush pink lips matched his father’s.   “But what happened afterwards? Did the boy leave her? What about the girl’s brother? Did he come back to life? And what about their baby?” Curious Junha kept questioning you.   You laughed, “Slow down, kiddo.” You raised a hand and softly brushed his cute facial features. His hair was dark black, and his smile was to die for. His tiny chubby cheeks poked out when he grinned.   “But… but… Answer me, mommy!” Junha insisted.   You let out a sigh. “The girl and the boy are still together, living happily with their son. They still love each other very much, and they all live in a pretty house. As for the girl’s brother…” You paused, grinning knowingly, “He’s watching the three of them from Heaven.”   “Eh? From up there?” Junha pointed to the ceiling.   “Yes, honey. From up there.” You warmly replied.   Junha nodded, “Good, I’m glad they’re happy. If I’m happy, I want other people to be happy too. Share the happiness, right mommy?” He blinked at you through his warm brown eyes.   You proudly beamed at him, “That’s right, Junha.”   Junha giggled and rolled on the bed, next to you. “That family sounds like our family, in a way.” He noted.   You stared at him, surprised by his answer, “Why?”   “Well, we have a dorky daddy, a pretty mommy, and a cute son.” Junha laughed. You shook your head with a smile, “Make that ego a bit smaller.” You joked and poked his forehead. Junha giggled again.   “And we also have a kind uncle.” Junha murmured.   Your gaze turned hazy, “Yes we do.”   *Hoya oppa, how are you?*   “Now get some sleep, Junha. It’s past your bedtime.” You reprimanded lightly as he nodded obediently, “Yes, umma.” He kissed you on the cheek, “Goodnight!”   “Goodnight… My sweet little boy.” You softened.   *I’m doing fine. Junha