No one's POV

Loud noise can be heard from inside the penthouse. Everyone's busy getting wasted and high. A lot of the women guests eyes laid on one person only. The tall, handsome man sitting on an isolated couch detached among those well known, famous people. He may be surrounded by all the glamour around him, but the way he sat relaxed yet with distant look in his eyes says it all. He's bored. He just sat there looking at the sea of people. These people asking favours off him. He knows why they're here. They want to ride on his popularity, requesting non stop for a collaboration. Asking him to write songs for their talent even if it's not even worth his time. His parties are well known for its fun filled and extravagant, star filled events. A lot of directors, CEO's of multimillionaire companies, talent agencies and famous musicians attend his gatherings. Why??? He's not the world renowned actor, singer, songwriter and music producer for nothing. His kind of music are well known all over the world some are even used as Ost and he'd won lots of awards for it. He's now one of the the youngest multimillionaire most sought after figure featured in Forbes magazine and other media outlets. His company @PCY is the most in demand company in the field of music.

Yes, Park Chanyeol made it big in the Big Apple. It's been eight fucking years since he left Korea. Left and never looked back. But the memory of the person he left behind stayed with him. He tried forgetting him by dating women from actresses to singers to models. Even spent a one night stand with them. But during the heat of each moment, a face so vivid will come full force in his mind and with full clarity it was him he's having sex with. It was like an obsession. A drug he can't purge away from his body stinging his veins and instilling his blood like an overdose. He felt damned. Like it was a curse he's carrying for a very long time.

His fingers played with the pendant hanging on the necklace his wearing on his neck. The same pendant that he plans on sending back to Korea a few years ago, right after he left. But every time he goes to the mailbox with an envelope containing the said necklace, he always hesitate. He really never knew what stopped him from doing it so he decided to keep it. Maybe to remind him that it was already in the past. Or a memento of a bittersweet memory. As he sat on the couch, he can't help but wonder how is that person doing. He hoped that somehow that person is doing okay. And that he's happy.

     His family insists that he should come back to Korea and get married. His sister Yoora is still one of the most popular new anchor in South Korea. Yesterday, he received an email from his sister. Finally, she's getting married. Well it's about time she did. She's well over thirty, old enough and wise enough to get tied up in holy matrimony. She's asking him to come back to Korea and attend her wedding for him to give her away. He already met his supposed to be brother in law. From a good solid family and with stable work. His sister stayed at her work even though he asked her to resign and come to America to stay with him. She chose to stay using as an excuse about their house left to them by their parents as legacy. She even called him last night and threatened to call their grandma and grandpa to come to America and pick him up. He laughed at that. He knows their grandparents may be a lot nosy and adorably annoying but they both know who they dote most.

“Hey, Yeol! Come on, let's enjoy the party. There's a lot of babes eyeing you here. I'm pretty sure you'd get laid again.” Minho, one of the members of the fast rising kpop group Shinee and a close friend of him who dropped by the other day to congratulate Chanyeol for winning another award as best music producer, called him from the dance floor where a lot of gyrating lustful bodies of men and women are shaking their booties. But he's not interested. Signaling for his assistant to ready his car for him, he stood up and pay his respect to the movie director who invited him. “ Maybe some other time Minho. I still need to get home early coz I booked an early flight to Korea tomorrow morning. I'll call you later. Bye” Chan replied, not minding sounding bored. He just walked out fast the penthouse and straight to the elevator not even looking back. His eyes busy looking at his phone that he didn't notice the little girl running inside the elevator giggling and hiding at his back as the doors gently closed. He pushed the button for the ground floor and continued to check all the messages and emails on his phone. Once he's on the ground basement of the hotel, he went straight to his car not knowing that there's a little girl following him from behind. A look of fear is now written on her lovely scared face. She kept looking from behind her and to the elevator.

" Mommy! Hyung! Where are you?" cried the agitated little girl, making Chanyeol turn around and look at her.  Her tears running down her chubby red face. Chanyeol guessed that she is more likely in between 5-6 years old based on her short chubby height. He approached her slowly so as not to make her cry even more. She's Korean too. Wonder where she came from? Chanyeol thought to himself.

" Hi little girl, what's your name? How'd you get down here on the basement? Where's your mommy?" Chanyeol asked the little girl calmly, going down from his height and making sure that his deep voice won't scare her.

A petite woman came rushing out from the elevator shouting someone's name. Agitation, visible on her face. "Chanyunie!!! Where are you? Sweetheart, come on mom's getting worried here. Honey! Where are you baby???" called out the worried woman as she look from every corner of the garage.

"I think she's here!" Chanyeol called out to the woman and pointed to the little girl crying beside him.

"Where've you been??? Gosh, I've been so worried, Yeollie's been crying hard looking for you! He said you're just playing hide and seek then you suddenly vanished. Don't ever do that again, okay???"  the woman shakingly said while hugging the crying little girl in her arms.

Chanyeol watched as the woman hugged the little girl and stood up rooted to the spot as the drama unfolds right before his eyes. Hearing someone calling his nickname and talking about someone else made him feel a bit edgy coz it has been a long time since he hear that nickname. He looked at the two as the woman picked the girl and place her in her arms. The child hugged her mother tightly. " Eomma, please don't tell Appa. He'd be worried and get sick again. Please." the child begged her mother as tears continue to fall on her chubby face.

The woman nodded and hugged the child tightly again. That's when the woman turned her face towards Chanyeol still rooted to the spot looking earnestly at the duo's exchange. The woman's face turned pale and she clung to the child more
As if to hide the child's face. She hastily said thank you and bowed. She turned around and walked towards the elevator and pushed the button of the floor she need to go, praying that the lift would close faster. Stealing a glance at the tall man who looks at them, she kept the face of her child covered in her chest. She can see how serious is his face as he looked at them. The lines on his forehead knotted while thinking of something.

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" So, mind explaining where the two of you gone to??? Yeol came in to my office room crying and said you left him alone in the stairwell." Baekhyun said, his brows raised while his left foot tapped lightly on the floor, hands folded in front on attack mode. Voice low yet laced with menace. But behind it, a smile so soft showed a bit when he noticed the tear stained face of his daughter being hugged by her twin brother. Yeol and Chanhyun won't be mistaken as twin due to their contrasting features and them being fraternal . While Yeol is the exact replica of his father from head to toe even with his height being tall for his seven year of age. Chanhyun is petite and smaller than her brother. Her features are more of him than her father. The only thing that proves she's her father's daughter is the elf like ears that stands out whenever she tucks her hair behind it.

" Ahm, well...how about I prepare dinner first? Would you like that, kids?" Taeyon tried hard to evade her best friend's questions and went straight to the kitchen followed by Baek.

Yes. Baekhyun and Taeyon are best buddies after his family moved to Seoul. She contacted him after that heartbreaking incident. His parents doesn't want Taeyon to harbor hate with their son so they told her the real reason behind their break up and soon after they became each other's safe haven. She is his girl friend at school. Whenever Baekhyun would go on social experiment before he decide whether to undergo surgery or not she was with him. And every break up that she goes  through Baekhyun is there for her. As well as even during his pregnancy and giving birth of the twins. It took them a year and a half to get over their breakup, but together they heal each other.

" By the way, your husband called. He told me to remind you about your scheduled check up with your OB gynecologist. Said he'd pick you up tomorrow." Baekhyun reminded his friend. His eyes following her awkward movements sensing something bothering her. " Is there something you want to tell me? " he insistently asked.

" I saw him. " Taeyon silently replied, looking at her friend's confused expression. " I saw Chanyeol at the basement. I don't  know where he's been or how Chanhyun happened to be with him. All I know is that when I found your daughter after playing hide and seek with her brother, she was with Chanyeol and he was talking to her as she was crying. " Taeyon worriedly explained as she saw Baekhyun turn pale.

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" Do you think he recognized her? " his voice trembled. If only he knew that Chanyeol would be here in New York, he would have cancelled his schedule for the Prive' meeting with the CEO. But they are adamant to meet with him for the new designs he came up with. The summer collection launch was a success, that's why they asked him to make new designs for the winter collection. He thought Chan was still in France for the Tommy Hilfiger fashion show that's why he agreed to travel to New York yesterday. And he never traveled without his kids. They're his travel buddy and his happiness.

" I don't think he did. He was stooping low talking to her when I saw them." Taeyon answered. She set the dinner on the platters and call the kids. She looked at how pale Baekhyun is, so she went and get his medicines, giving it to him and made him drink it.    " Look, Baek, I know you're worried about Chanyeol finding out you bore his kids but are you sure you don't want them to meet their father? They do need to know about him somehow. They're already grown up now. They're actually asking me lots of questions. Like, if I'm their mother how come they live with you and I have another husband. And why did we end up not together when they can see how we are together? Baekhyun they need to know the truth. That you're their mother not me. Don't let them continue living this lie Baek. I love you like my own brother and I'm so proud at how far you've gone. But I don't want you to keep living behind your mask. You need to take it off now and be you. Embrace the  real you." Taeyon gently held her best friend's hand, tears running down her eyes. They hugged each other seeking comfort from each other.

" I'll think about it. Promise. But right now, let's just eat. I need to finish the draft designs by tonight so I can meet with the Prive' higher ups tomorrow morning. Do you think you can take the kids with you while I'm on the meeting? I'm sure Daniel won't mind coz he even asked me to tell you that you need to bring his godchildren so they could spend some bonding time. Anyways, when do you plan on coming back to Korea for a visit? Your mom and dad keep nagging me to tell you that. You know how they missed you two. And they want to know how far along you are. " Baek said.

" Appa!!! Yeollie's at it again. He's hiding the veggies under his napkin." Chanyun exclaimed and pushing her tongue out. Her eyes bright with mischief. Knowing her brother's sure gonna get scolded again.

" But I don't like beans!!! Eomma, please. Don't make me eat it. Appa, please. " Yeollie whined, pleading with his hands facing each other and rubbing it together.

That gesture of Yeol reminds Baekhyun of Chanyeol so much. Every day that goes by his kids are growing more and more like their father. Not only in physical features, but even his habits are the same as theirs. He really need to tell them soon enough and hope that they will understand him.

Author's note.

Hi guys. I hope you'll like this update. I know I'm taking so much time updating my story but I guess this is how others feel when waiting for an update of the story their reading. I hope you all like it. I'll try and update my other story soon. And please, feel free to comment about what you think of this story so far. Thank you and God bless you all.

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