{1}

“Sehun going to turn five in a week. What should we do?”

“I want dad and daddy to be there!”

“I can’t make it. I promise I’ll make it up to you two,”

“I think Kris cheat on you. I saw him with his secretary going on dates for few times, Chan,”

“Why did you do this to us?”

“Chanyeol, you can’t go home like this. You’re drunk!”

“Dad, will daddy come if I die?”

{2}

Walking tad closer to the small bed, Chanyeol coos when he saw the little bundle wrapped up inside the baby blue blanket. His small hands were dancing in the air and his legs were weakly kicking in front. The little one reminded him a lot to his lost brother. Black hair, pale as the falling snow and small eyes.

 The birthing room was fill with nothing but complete silent as to keep peace so the other bundles can sleep properly and Chanyeol carefully makes sure not to create any unnecessary noise when he leaned to the bundle bed, giving the little bundle a quick sight.

“Are you a fighter, little one?” the black hair man whispered, bending forward to leave a ghostling peck on the bundle flawless cheeks. He pressed his fingers gently on the cheeks, caressing the soft skin of the new born whilst his other hand softly pats the bundle bottom, smiling gently when the bundle did not look like he was mind with the sudden contact.

Giving himself another last glance and pats to the bundle, Chanyeol pulled his hands away and stands up straight again, back to his previous position before he bend forward.

The baby let out a small whimper sound when he lost the source of warmth engulfing around him minutes ago and Chanyeol smiled. He make his choices.

“Welcome to the family, Sehun,”

{3}

The first time was never been easy for Chanyeol and Yifan.

After the adoption procedure was been approved, Chanyeol brought the little bundle of joy back to their shared penthouse. Although it was a little close to the town, Chanyeol was glad that the noises did not bother the baby that much.

Sehun cried almost every day at the middle of the midnight.

Chanyeol had been expecting this but Yifan needed his rest so he can worked properly the next morning. Making out a deal, Chanyeol agreed to take care of Sehun when the bundle woke up again in the middle of the night and Yifan will take care of the bundle during the evening after he went back home.  Sometimes, Yifan will companied Chanyeol to soothe the bundle down when Chanyeol seem to be running out of idea of why Sehun was still crying. At the end, the bundle soothe down and went back to sleep when Yifan hold him and sings him a soft lullaby or sometimes, Chanyeol will do it since Yifan have issues with his singing skills.

The perks of being a parents; Chanyeol and Yifan had grew up to be lot closer after Sehun comes. They had come to learn how to cooperate with each other although it was hard. There were little fights and argument between the two but eventually, they will crawled back to find each other comforts. Chanyeol never thought that Sehun will bring such bliss to his life but he was sure that Sehun was Yifan and him little bundle of joy.

Years passed and finally, Sehun grow up to be such a fine young boy.

Chanyeol still remember Sehun’s first step. It was during Yifan birthday when the little baby tried to approach his daddy at the other side of the play mat. Yifan beckoned the little Sehun to come closer with Chanyeol leading Sehun little fingers to walk. Slowly, Chanyeol let go of Sehun fingers and waited in case the baby will fall. Sehun fall, for few times but at his fifth attempt, he managed to control his little leg and walks to his daddy.

Next week, Sehun will turned five and Chanyeol had something plan in his mind to celebrate his joy birthday.

{4}

It feel so long since the last time Chanyeol wake up early to help his husband tying the tie. It was not like he did not want to, he just caught up in time. Sehun will woke up the same time Yifan will wake up and Chanyeol will always make sure to prepare Sehun favorite breakfast so the little boy can filled up his tummy before he send him to the preschool. He did helped Yifan to pick his office dress shirts but lately, Yifan preferred to do it by himself.

Yifan was always independent so Chanyeol let his husband be.

On this particular morning, Chanyeol was confused with his own clouded minds. His desire to sigh in front of his husband when he done fixing the neck tie was so demanding. Running his fingers along the collar of his husband Armani branded suit, Chanyeol forced out a crooked smile.

Yifan did not talked a lot now. Chanyeol tried not to let that thing bothered him because Yifan always the quite one between them two.

“You remember tonight right?” uttering a barely whisper questions to his husband, Chanyeol looked up to stare at the dark orbs of Yifan to search for comfort. Much to his joy, Yifan lazily wraps both of his muscular arm around his slender waist and pull their body closer so they was stuck in a tight embrace, smiling that familiar gummy smiles that Chanyeol grow to love.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world, love. Did Sehun know about the surprise?”

Chanyeol shakes his head, holding up his desire to grin widely. “I’ll wait for you then we can surprise him with the others, okay?”

“Sure, love.”

{5}

“Where is daddy?”

Jongdae send Chanyeol a guilty look from across the room. They had already cut the cake. Kyungsoo bake it himself, saying that it was a special day so the cake need to be bake by him as Sehun’s godparents.

Wiping the icing off from Sehun’s cheek, Chanyeol smiles down to his son, poking the little nose of the boy when he grins. “He have work so let’s wait up a little bit longer okay! Go play with Han,”

After Sehun ran toward the said boy, Chanyeol quickly fished out his phone and dialed his husband number.

One time.

Two time.

Three time.

“Love?”

Heaving out a sigh, Chanyeol rubbed his temple in annoyance. Yifan sounded like he forget the birthday surprise event and Chanyeol was not sure whether he can keep his temper down if it was true that Yifan forget.

“Where are you, Fan?”

He can hear the shuffling sounds from the other line and the soft clicks of his husband office door.

“I know I promised to be there- “

“Are you saying that you can’t make it here?” his voice raised up a tad higher. He cannot gave anyone a bother anymore. Yifan had promised their son and how important the job was until he cannot cancel it for their son?

“Chanyeol, you know-“cutting off his husband words, once again, Chanyeol murmurs something to the line before pressing the red button to end the call.

{6}

“Are you sure you can drive? I can ask Jongin to send you off,” Baekhyun worried voice boomed inside his head and honestly, Chanyeol just want to get back home and sleep.

He put the seatbelt on Sehun chest and smiled when he saw the forming frown on his son forehead. “I’m sorry, okay?” he says, kissing the little boy temple before he closed the passenger seat door.

“Chan?”

Exhaling a good amount of breath from his mouth, Chanyeol turned to face his best friend. He knew that the shorter man was just worried. After all, he had chucked down ten cans of beer by himself but Chanyeol know his limits so he gave his best friend a friendly massage on his friend shoulder and mouthed ‘I’ll be fine’ and walked to the driver seat before he started his car and drove off to the road.

{7}

They said, you’ll never know what fate restore for you so every day will be a surprise but Chanyeol wished he was given an exception that day.

{8}

Chanyeol forced his eyes to stay awake even he feel like he was about to die. The broken glasses that scattered around him did not make his action stopped from trying to grasp his son little hands.

Crooked a weak “Sehun,” Chanyeol tried to push his body outside from the remaining of his car. Sehun unconscious body lay still down the cliff, where his car lost control of the steering wheel and drove down to the pit.

He want to cry so badly. Yifan face crosses his mind and Chanyeol hold his tears and keep an eyes on his son.

He cannot feel his legs and his hands start to feel numb but he tried to reach out toward his son. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. This was not how Chanyeol imagined the day would end.

If only he listened to Baekhyun to let Jongin drive.

After one last attempt to move, Chanyeol gave up. Slowly, he let the darkness engulfed him.

The last thing he remembered himself muttering was when he heard the ambulance siren from far and he can’t stop chanting Sehun named.

“Stay safe…Sehun,”