Two years ago

Junhyung’s POV

“Junnieeeee~~” I heard a familiar voice call out.

I put down my pen and turned around, looking at the handsome man at the door.

“Hi~” I said, opening my arms wide so he could snuggle in, in which he did.

He sat on my lap, circling his arms around my neck, planting a light kiss on my forehead.

“Just touched down and you’re back here in the studio already? Trying to work your life away or something?” He said, poking my nose.

“Just needed to get some ideas off my chest.” I said.

“You always have to get ideas off your chest.” He pouted.

“Sorry. Alright, I’ll stop then.” I said, closing the lid of my laptop.

“I don’t mean to restrict you or anything like that, but you have to take care of yourself, no?” He said.

“I understand.” I smiled.

“Have you eaten?” He asked.

“Yea.” I said.

“When? Last month?” He asked.

I laughed out, earning a smack on my arm.

“I really have, panda! See!” I pointed to the bottle of Coke on the table.

“Coke is not a meal!” He hissed.

“It came with a sandwich. The sandwich is here now.” I pointed to my stomach.

“Whatever it is, I’m hungry. Let’s go eat.” He said, standing up.

“You just want to eat, don’t you? You’re using me as an excuse.” I .

“NO! It’s for you!” He said, trying to suppress his smile.

“Come on, let’s go feed Seungpanda~” I said, intertwining his hand with mine as we walked out.

“Stop calling me a panda!” He yelled.

“But you’re one!” I laughed.

We headed to our usual eating place and ordered. Technically, he ordered. I had no say whatsoever at all, but it wasn’t like I minded. I look at this handsome being in front of me. How is it possible that he is mine? He is so handsome, and I am just… well.. me~

Seungho hyung and I have been together for five years. Our company, families and group mates knew, but we only came out officially three years ago. We suffered a great deal of hatred and criticism, to the point that we almost lost our jobs. But all is well now. We still get sneers and curses from people when we go out, but those are inevitable.

I know Seungho hyung is affected by them still, and honestly, despite how much I try to pretend that I am okay and that I don’t care, I don’t deny that sometimes I feel so horrible. It is me who got him into this. I asked him to be my boyfriend. I asked for us to be official. Sometimes I wonder, if I just kept my feelings and mouth shut, would things be better for him?

“Hey, Coke man, hello~” He waved his palm in my face.

“What what?” I asked, snapping out of my thoughts.

“What are you thinking about? Why did you just stop eating suddenly?” He asked.

“Oh.. No.. I just.. Haa~” I smiled awkwardly.

“Why? Is it not nice? You don’t like this? But I thought you like it? Take mine then.” He said, changing our plates.

“No no no no! I love this. I just spaced out. I’m sorry.” I said.

“You must be tired! I must set a new rule for you.” He said, squishing my cheeks.

“What rule?” I asked.

Each time he says ‘rule’, I tremble. The other time he set a rule on me, I could only drink one can of Coke per day. ONE!? How is it possible!? HOW!? I broke it countless times anyway, secretly. But I think he knew. Seungho knows everything.

“Each time you come back from overseas, you are to call me.” He said.

“But I always call you.” I said.

“I am not done. Call me, and then go back home straight, and wait for me. I’ll tuck you into bed, and you have to sleep for at least three hours.” He said.

“Haha! I am not a baby. Besides, I don’t have three hours to spare.” I said.

“You do! Never mind, the rule is set, and who is the boss?” He asked.

“You.” I mumbled, poking my food.

“Yes. Me. So you’ll have to listen. Good boy!” He patted my head.

“Oh, Junhyung. I have something to show you later.” He said.

“What is it?” I asked.

“You’ll see.” He smiled.

It didn’t sound good.

***

“Are you ready?” He asked.

“You’re scaring me. Did you buy an elephant or something?” I asked.

He rolled his eyes at me and flicked my forehead.

“Better than an elephant.” He smiled as he punched in the codes.

I braced myself for a puppy or cat to jump onto me, but instead, none of it happened.

“What?” I asked, looking at the empty house.

A small figure dressed in white walked out from the corner, shocking the hell out of me.

“!!!” I yelled, jumping onto Seungho, clutching onto him for my dear life.

“HAHAHAHA! OH MY GOD THIS MOMENT IS EPIC!” Seungho laughed, rubbing my back.

“Who the hell is this!?” I shouted, pointing at the figure.

“Hana. Her name is Hana.” He smiled, patting the girl on her head.

She looks about five.

“And she’s our daughter.” He said proudly.

No way. Air, I need air. I am going to faint.