He cupped my face and slammed his lips on mine. 

He - well, we - haven't been able to keep our hands off each other since we got here. 

Then again, it's always like that. 

He kept his hands in place, and we stared at each other for awhile - enjoying the very last few seconds of our honeymoon.

"I know I say this a lot," he wrapped his hands around my neck, "but I love you and Hannah so much." His voice started to crack.

"Baby, are you okay?" I laughed trying to lighten the mood. He kept his hold on me. And I saw a car pull up onto the driveway of our place. "Baby, Hannah is here." I pulled him off slowly, and his eyes were glossy. He crushed his lips again - and I felt lost. I don't like showing this much affection in front of Hannah, but the way this kiss was - it didn't seem right. "Baby.." I trailed off hearing the quick footsteps reach the porch. "Hannah!" I said with open arms.

"Mommy! Look what Top ahjussi got me!" she shoved a teddy bear in my face. "He won it at the park. He got one for Auntie Micel, too!"

I glanced at Top and Micel. They both look good together, and if I wasn't mistaken, they were holding hands. "You two," I mouthed to them when Hannah went to Young-bae.

Young-bae opened the door and we all went inside.

"This is a nice spot for a honeymoon," Top said taking a look at the place. "It's very intimate."

I glared at Top. "Can you use G-rated words, for once?"

"What? Hannah is in the other room," he jerked back. He whispered something to Micel and they both started laughing. 

"What'd he say?" I asked her in Indonesian. Since Young-bae and Top can speak in Korean, I can speak Indonesian. See how they would like that.

Top was shocked. "I thought you only knew English," he laughed. 

"He said you guys don't understand G-rated. And it's true," she said shaking her head at me. 

I puffed and continued walking towards the room where Hannah and Young-bae were.

I took a peek into the room and I saw Hannah twirling around in her dress. She was telling him about her day with Top and Micel. I don't know if anybody can see, but Young-bae's stare was sad. He looks so depress. Why would he be depress? We had an amazing three days together. I walked over to him and sat on the floor, rubbing his shoulder. "Baby, what's wrong?"

"I need to talk to you," he whispered, "alone."

"What? Why?" I asked upset. Why is he acting like this now? Why right now? I felt my hand gripping his shoulder more, but the pain isn't phasing him.  He glanced at me, and gave me a faint smile. I took a deep breath and focused my attention on Hannah. 

"Isn't it cool?" she asked with hers eyes completely open. She clapped her hands together. "Yesterday was the best day ever!" She ran out the room and started talking to Top and Micel. 

Young-bae got up and grabbed my hand. He took me outside towards the beach. The weather was perfect today - not windy, and the sun wasn't blaring down on us. He was looking towards the ocean. "It's beautiful out here," he finally said. He pulled me into his arms and rubbed the back of my head. "I got a call early this morning," his voice was so low, "I have to enlist." I felt him exhale.

What? I hugged him tighter. "What?" Enlist where? What is he talking about?

"Baby," he continued to whisper, "you don't remember?"

I pushed him off and stared him right in the eyes. "What are you talking about?" I heard my voice raise.

"It's the law," he said - voice monotoned, "The whole group is enlisting together. We have to serve in the military for," he took a deep breath and kept a straight face, "2 years."

I felt my eyes water. 2 years? I don't understand any of this. "What do you mean you have to serve the military?"

He pulled me back into a hug. And I felt all the tears run down my face.

I heard his heart beating faster. I felt him taking deep, slow breaths. He was rubbing my back - trying to calm me down.

I remember now. I can't believe I didn't really grasp what he was saying.

He has to serve. And, I guess, it's the right time. Big Bang just finished their world tour. Big Bang had a successful two years. It finally made sense.

"Is that why you've been planning things like this?" I asked softly.

I felt him nod. "For the next 2 years, I want to make sure you and Hannah - my wife and daughter - are set. Everything is paid for the next two years. Nothing should go wrong. Boram is gonna be here constantly checking up on you," he kissed my forehead and tilted my chin up, "I'm leaving in 4 months."

4 months. The time seems right. Hannah will be starting school. She'll be focused on that. And I'll be teaching at her school - teaching English.

I pressed my lips together and I put my hands behind his neck, rubbing it. "Let's enjoy the next 4 months, then." 

He smiled and I saw a tear drop from the side of his eyes, "I love you so much." I rubbed his cheek and gave him a kiss. 

"I love you too."

He picked me up and twirled me around. We fell on his back. He started laughing and I rolled on top of him. "You're such a nerd," I whispered resting my head on his chest. 

In the background, I heard Hannah running towards us. She was laughing.

I faced her and I saw her jump. She landed right next to us. "Are you guys playing without me?" She pouted snuggling into Young-bae's arm.

"I love you, Hannah. And Mommy and Daddy weren't playing without you. We were waiting for you like this."

She started laughing and started tickling us. I pushed off making her tickle Young-bae. I sat there watching them.

I know the next two years are going to be hard - I haven't gone more than a day without him.

But I know he has to. And I know he loves me. I know I love him. I know he loves Hannah.

And because of that, we'll be more than fine.

"Mommy!'" she yelled since Young-bae picked her up running towards the house.

"Coming!" I yelled back, running after them. "I'm gonna get you!" 

"Daddy!! HURRY!" She screamed.

When I caught up with them, Young-bae wrapped his arm around my waist - letting Hannah run off to Top and Micel. 

No matter what, my heart still flutters the same way it did the first time I saw him. My heart beats faster everytime we touch. It's almost 6 years we've been together. 

And I still feel the same way - everything the same.

And because of that, I know I'll still feel this way 2 years from now.

And I know he will too.