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Seunghyun stood still, leaning on the rooftop's railings, as he stared up to the blue sky. He closed his eyes, as tears streamed down his face.

About a year and a half ago, Tiffany ran away. He mourned, cried, and broke down. Then after endless searching, he was told she was dead. He lost all sense of reason. Not too long after that, authorities confirmed their theory; That's when he died. But he lived again, realizing his daughter needed him, but he constantly drowned himself at work.

He shook his head, wiping his tears as the door behind him opened. He didn't look back and stayed quiet.

"Hyung..." A familiar voice called out.

He slightly turned around, and his gaze softened. "Seungri?" He asked. "Is that really you?"

The younger man chuckled lightly, taking long strides to his friend, as he smirked and twirled around once. "The one and only."

Seunghyun couldn't help but smile. He turned, his back leaning on the railings. "This kid." He smiled. "What are you doing here?"

Seungri walked a bit faster, coming face to face to the man he looked up to. He gave his hyung a small smile. "I'm just that good, Hyung." He smirked.

The older man clicked his tongue playfully, chuckling, as he returned to his previous position.

Seungri simply laughed along, standing beside the older man, looking up to the blue sky. "I'm a friend of Yuri's. She needed a ride, so she called me." He paused, taking a short meaningful glance at his friend. "We were talking; realized we both had common friends, and..." He sighed. "Here we are."

Seunghyun took a deep breath. "I guess you were updated in some things, earlier...."

The younger man frowned, mimicking his hyung's position, as he answered. "Yeah..." He mumbled. "What are you doing up here, Hyung?"

Seunghyun smiled fondly. "Just reminiscing."

Comfortable silence loomed over them, as neither spoke. 

Out of the blue, Seunghyun gave a hearty laugh as his eyes brimmed with tears. All Seungri could do was watch.

"I think I'm going to go crazy, Seungri...." Seunghyun began, his voice trembling. "I don't know what to do, anymore..."

The younger man stood up, putting a comforting hand on his hyung's shoulder, as he felt his own eyes brim with tears. "I don't know what to say, Hyung..."

Seunghyun shook his head as his tears streamed down his face one more. "There's nothing to say..." He whispered. "Everything's a mess..."

Seungri closed his eyes. His heart was breaking, seeing the man he looked up to, break down. "Everything will get better...." He mumbled, trying so hard to believe his own words.

The older man shook his head again, as he chuckled. "I don't even know how I've managed to cry now, after all the tears I've already shed...." He whispered. 

Seungri didn't answer.

Seunghyun hung his head low as he began to burst into tears. "What do I tell my daughter?!" He cried. "How do I tell her, her own mother doesn't remember her?!"

The younger man shed his own tears. "Don't talk like that, Hyung! Tiffany-ssi might remember----"

"She won't." Seunghyun snapped, breathing violently as his tears continued to flow. "If she doesn't remember marrying me, she wouldn't remember giving birth to our daughter!" He cried.

Seungri was speechless. Seunghyun was one of the best people he knew, if not already the best. Why was he experiencing hell?! Yes, his hyung was right....everything's a mess.

Seunghyun stood up, wiping his tears as he sobbed. "What do I do, now?" He sobbed. 

Seungri stayed quiet, as he wiped his own tears. There was nothing anyone could, much less him, he thought, that could ease his friend's aching heart.

November 12, 2009

"Tabi!" She pouted. "Please~"

He frowned, closing his eyes as he laid comfortably in the fairly big hammock. "I'm tired, Fany...." He yawned. "I just want to stay here today."

Tiffany's brows creased, as she glared angrily at her husband. "But it's the last day of our honeymoon!" She whined, tugging on his arm. "Let's go to the beach!"

He chuckled lightly, and opened his eyes. "That's where we were yesterday..." He smiled, scooting further in to the hammock. He patted the free space beside him. "Let's just stay and cuddle, yes?"

Tiffany heaved heavily, standing up angrily. "You just woke up an hour ago!" She pouted.

He sat up, pulling her to his lap in the process. "You're right..." He nodded, nuzzling into her neck. "But you kept me up 'til 5...." He whispered.

Her face grew flustered, as she could practically hear him smirk. She immedietly stood up and walked away, leaving her chuckling husband.

Seunghyun simply sat, chuckling, as he watched his wife stomp away. He smiled, sighing dreamily as he laid back down. Wife, he thought. The very word made his heart flutter. She was his as he was hers.

He grinned, thinking back to his angry wife. "I wonder how long she'll stay out..." He mumbled, suddenly getting worried.

He shook his head, standing up. "She'll be fine..." He reassured himself. "I've got guards all over the place..." He smirked to himself.

Seunghyun took a short glance at the clock. "I should start getting things ready..." He smiled.

Tiffany walked along the beach in a simple pink two-piece, with a long, light blue cloth tied around her waist, as she left her hair down. Despite her excitement earlier, she was upset and angry. 

The sun, in her opinion, was too harsh. But it was all in her head. Everyone on the beach seemed to have been doing fine. She was just too angry. I mean, who wouldn't be? Seunghyun wanted to laze around on the last day of their honeymoon!

She sighed, stopping in her tracks. She bit her lip, looking back. She's been walking for about thirty minutes already, yet she's not having fun.

She shook her head. Should she just go back? Or should she try to enjoy the rest of her walk? Afterall, she initially wanted to walk with Seunghyun.....

She huffed, turning on her heel. "I can't believe this..." She murmured, walking back. 

The walk back was a lot longer than she thought. At every step her feet made, she paused hesitantly, thinking whether she should walk back or not. But here she was. Standing in front of their door. Hesistating. Again.

She shook her head. Why was she being like this? What's there to be nervous about? Her husband was probably already sleeping out in the small terrace. So what was wrong?

Oh, that's right. If Seunghyun was awake. He'd just ask about her walk, and that would only irritate her more. 

She just didn't want to get mad. She didn't want to fight on their honeymoon.

She took a breath and opened the door. She peeked around their room, taking quiet steps inside. The room was quiet. Seunghyun was probably still sleeping. 

Tiffany smiled, closing the door quietly behind her. She then proceeded to change out of her bathing suit and into regular clothes. Afterwards, she checked on her husband, who was probably burning from the sun's harsh rays.

That's when she realized she was all alone. "Seunghyun?" She frowned, looking around their room. "Tabi?"

She frowned. Was she alone in their room the entire time, or did he managed to sneak out while she was changing? 

No...She was alone all this time. But when did he leave? Right before she got back? Or right after she left? 

Her brows creased worriedly. "Where is he?"

After waiting a few more hours, watching the T.V., she lost her patience. She stared at their wall clock. It was around 9 when she left, earlier. Then she got back around 10:30...

She frowned. It was almost 6, yet Seunghyun was still no where to be found. She tried calling him a few times, but there was no answer. Her texts also fell to deaf ears, it seems.

She bit her lip. She was getting more worriedd by each passing second. "Where the hell are you, Tabi?" She whispered.

Did he get mad when she left him earlier? Is that why he left?

Tiffany stood up from their bed and walked over to their small terrace. She sat herself on the hammock her husband was resting on earlier, watching the sunset. After a few minutes, she heard someone knocking on their door.

She quickly stood up, smiling, thinking it might be her husband. She quickly opened the door, and her smile faltered.

A tall man stood in front of her, wearing a simple black polo-shirt and jeans, with a hat pulled down to his face, big sunglasses, and a handkerchief tied around the lower part of his face. His head was hung low, and he didn't utter a word.

"Hello?" Tiffany began. "Is there anything I can help you with?" She asked, eyeing the man cautiously.

The man simply shook his head, still not saying anything.

Tiffany swore that the little action was like Seunghyun's. But she quickly dismissed her thoughts when she realized she's been staring at the man in front of her. He stood still and quiet.

She shook her head, ready to close the door, when the man presented a black, nearly-flat, box, with a pink ribbon, in front of her. She stared idly at the box. It seemed so familiar....

The man gently pushed the box towards her.

She eyed the man again. "Who is it from?" She asked.

Again, the man didn't answer, but gave her a note.

Tiffany hesitantly took and read it. "From Tabi..." She read, a smile gracing her lips. She beamed at the man happily, and excitedly took the box. She was about to thank him, when he quickly walked away, head still hung low.

She couldn't help but stare at the man's retreating form. Why did he seemed so familiar to her?

She shook her head and closed the door, smiling excitedly. She gently placed the box on their bed and giggled, as she remembered a lovely memory. That's why it looked so familiar! It was a bigger version of the box where her necklace came from!

Tiffany read the note again, smiling to herself. 

'I'm sorry I've been ignoring your calls and texts the whole day.
I hope you're not mad....wear this dress and meet me at the beach
around 9?
I hope you come, I love you.'

At least she knew her husband didn't leave because he was mad. But that didn't mean she wasn't. 

She looked at the clock. It was already 8:30 and she was ready to go. She quickly took a glance at herself in the mirror. She smiled. Her Tabi really knows fashion....

The dress was black with floral patterns. It had a sweetheart neckline, and only reached a few inches below her bottom, and it hugged her curves tightly.

She rolled her eyes. Her husband is still a man in the end of the day, after all. No one can remove his lusting eyes.

Her dark locks were left flowing freely, and she wore 'short' heels. 

Not too long after, she was already out of their room.

Seunghyun stood in awe, as he watched his beloved wife make her way towards him. He smiled at her lovingly. "Miyoung..." He breathed, staring at her.

She didn't answer, but merely sat herself down on the chair. She was trying to look angry and unimpressed. But in all honesty, what Seunghyun prepared was utterly breathtaking. 

The sun has gone, replaced by a beautiful full moon, and they were in an open-tent at the middle of the beach, with a table for two inside. At each corner of the tent was a dimly lit lamp, that served to compliment the light the candles on the table gave. A few feet away from the tent, and a few more feet away from the water, was a ready-to-start campfire. And to top it all off, her husband was incredibly handsome----

"You look beautiful." Seunghyung smiled, sitting himse