HIS POV

(this is still a flashback: italics)

I hold her in my arms as she falls asleep. She feels so warm and soft. Her body is so beautiful and I feel like the luckiest guy in the world. , I love her so much. I'm so glad I decided to come here with her one more time. I left with Kiko a couple of months ago but no one will ever compare to Chaerin. The grin on my face is evident as  she stirs beside me, mumbling and groaning. Should I propose tomorrow? I want her to be mine forever. As I'm thinking of how I would propose, my phone starts ringing. I squint at the bright glow of my phone and relucatanly pick up when I see the unknown caller ID. 

"Hello?"

"Jiyong, is that you?"

"Who are you?"

"Son, I know I shouldn't be calling." What the ? 

"You must have the wrong number."

"Jiyong, your mom gave me your number. I need to talk to you. I'm your dad." Holy . 

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Can we talk somewhere? Where are you?"

"No, what the ? Why am I going to talk to you now?"

"Son, pl-"

"Don't call me that. I am not your son." 

He sighs, "Can you come to London?" 

"London! Ha! Hell no."

"I'm at the hospital." What.

"Why are you at the hospital?"

"I'm sick." Oh my god. 

"Are you serious?"

"No, I'm joking, of course I'm serious."

"Fine, but I'm the states so I'll get there tomorrow. I'm