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Final Bonus Chapter
For: chanlixie9700

⇒ Airplane Apartments
8:45am

Bella had never witnessed her father's cheeks so red and puffed sheepishly; never seen her outwardly strong and muscly parent blush, so profusely. So she giggled, teasingly, poking at his dimple, eyeing his flustered expressions through her sleep crust. Still in bed, she was, head resting against the pillow, blanket up to her stomach.

"Please do it today... It's been over a week since you've bought the ring already!"

"Keep it down, Belle." Chan hushed with an index finger before his lips, glancing back at the closed door of Bella's bedroom. "I just- I'm nervous, okay? I don't wanna mess up."

"Dad, you'll do fine! He loves you, and you love him, and I really want to call him mum for a change, but I want it to be extra special with your proposal." Bella pouted, asking with her eyes. "What if... you do it today if my team wins the football match...? It'd be the perfect excuse to take us to dinner!"

"Ack, you're right." Chan chuckled, shoulders lifting, looking to the side. "That can work. I really wanna get it over with and show him I'm serious, you know? So yeah, make sure to win that match, Belle." He smiled, ruffling Bella's already messy hair when she sat up, and then kissing her forehead.

"I need a power breakfast to be able to play well!"

"Coming right up, princess," Chan chuckled, shaking his head, skipping out of Bella's beauty-and-the-beast themed bedroom and into the kitchen to meet Hyunjin; already cooking up something for their morning.

Clearing his throat, smiling softly, Chan hugged Hyunjin from the back where he stood before the counter, nuzzling his face into Hyunjin's neck, leaving a wet trail of kisses along the slumped expanse of his shoulder.

"It's been a while," he hummed, breathing in, pulling Hyunjin's busy hands away from the eggs that he was beating so that they could lock eyes, his dimpled smile mirroring Hyunjin's small one. "I never see you when I wake up anymore, even when I need you," Chan pouted with that whispered line, squeezing Hyunjin's hand sensually, before letting go.

Fiddling with the hem of his white T-shirt; over-sized, Chan's, covering the upper section of his thighs, whilst his shorts did the rest, Hyunjin chuckled, blushing, glancing at the floor before locking eyes with his partner again. "I like to get on with breakfast early," Hyunjin shrugged, "But I'd make it up to you, yeah?"

"I know you will," Chan smirked, leaning in to kiss Hyunjin's lips, lengthy. "Bella says she wants a power breakfast for her game today," he chuckled. "If she wins, we can take her out for dinner? To a fancy restaurant, you know?"

"Fair enough," Hyunjin shrugged, resuming his mixing, "Help me make her power breakfast."

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⇒ SKZ Park
1:30pm

Bang Chan and Hyunjin marveled at Bella's skill on the field, waving their arms in the air, boasting the foam hands that they had bought, specifically for the occasion, a few days prior. Chan and Hyunjin had made it a point of duty to have two of them for that match, after dreading their lack in Bella's few precious matches.

Their throats ached with the strain of their shouts and cheers, but they didn't care. Not when their daughter was out there, playing with all her might, scoring goal after goal ad defending even better than she had trained.

And at the end, Chan and Hyunjin almost stifled Bella with their joint hug, laughing proudly over her head, eyes darting all over the park, grinning, ecstatic. Bella's team had one, at last. And to acknowledge her earnest efforts to drive her team to victory, Bella was awarded MVP of the match.

She jumped up and down with utmost joy and excitement, but more-so for what she expected to come later. For what her father had planned. And for the title that she had intended to crown Hyunjin with, after so long.

"You wanna be a professional player or something?" Chan chuckled, elbow folded over the edge of the moving vehicle's open window, whilst his other hand gripped the wheel. "You ruled that field, girl. Where'd you learn to play like that?"

"Fifa," Bella shrugged, pointing to the iPad laying beside her when Chan glanced through the rearview mirror, and Hyunjin over his shoulder. "I like the sport, really. I don't think I'd ever want to give it up."

"Well, you have our support, princess." Hyunjin added in, checking himself out through the right-side mirror; sunglasses on, blonde hair surfing the wind, lips pink and full, face spotless. Hyunjin smiled, continuing. "How does dinner tonight sound? To celebrate your win?"

"Really?" Bella asked cheerfully, convincingly surprised, but only to Hyunjin; her eyes wide, hands folded before her chest to emphasize her interest, cheeks balled up underneath her eyes. "I'd love that! Dressing fancy and all~ I can't wait to get ready."

"Glad you're liking the idea," Chan winked through the rearview mirror, Hyunjin blushing innocently, Bella resisting every urge to squeal, for what was to come.

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⇒ Star Lost Restaurant
7:30pm

The food was delicious, truly. And the aura was as pleasant as could be: the unity, the love stimulating goosebumps along their skin, the honest transition between conversation after conversation. Everything about Chan, Hyunjin, and their Bella, simply felt meant to be.

Chan giggled at something funny that his lover had said, sipping on his red wine, and glancing at Bella on her own side of the circular table, drinking the reminder of her juice; organic, grapefruit.

"Thank you," Hyunjin nodded at the waiter who came to collect their dishes after the main meal, smiling, to appear even friendlier. "But Bella... "he went on, "what were you saying about Australia? This summer? I remember you saying something about it, but we never got to finish talking."

"Oh yes," Bella folded her arms above the table, switching her gaze between Chan and Hyunjin, her yellow bow swaying with her ponytail; it matched her dress, childishly elegant, admirable. She continued: "I was just suggesting... asking... if we could... maybe... visit my grandparents this summer? I'd understand if we can't, but I just wanted to bring up the idea, you know?"

"Sounds like something we could think about, what d'you say, Hyun?" Chan said, looking at Hyunjin and smiling at his nod. "Yeah, I'm sure they'd be happy to have us too... Babe, you'd come for the first time? My parents already love you. And... I mean... you don't have to be in contact with the others."

"I think I'd like the vacation--"

"Your dessert." The waiter interrupted, female, a cheeky smile on her face, black hair held up in a bun. She set the three slices of cake from her tray onto the table; chocolate cake, her smile not dimming, at all. In fact, the height of her cheeks grew, until her eyes disappeared, as if there was something extra special about what she was doing, or about those customers in particular. "I hope you enjoy!"

"Thank you," Chan could hardly let out coherently. His throat felt dry, all of a sudden. Too much so to allow his voice to sound as anything more than hoarse. His chest seemed heavier than before, causing his breaths to space out. Chan felt light-headed, all of a sudden. He cleared his throat, drinking some water, lost for appetite.

"What's wrong with you all of a sud--" Hyunjin paused abruptly. His head tilted sideways, eyebrows raised, heart plagued with the task of avoiding all hope of what the ring propped uprightly on his slice of chocolate cake could mean. He pointed at it, looking up at the other two, and finding the way that Bella was gobbling up her cake to be oddly suspicious. "Why is there a ring on my cake?"

Neither Chan nor Bella replied. Unless, of course, Hyunjin would count Chan's sudden decision to stand and walk closer to his side, as an answer. Unless Hyunjin would consider Chan silently getting down on one knee, with tears in his eyes and sweaty palms, and taking Hyunjin's hand into his, to be a sufficient response.

"Chan," Hyunjin choked out, trembling, sweating, tearing up. "Chan, what- what are you doing?"

"I'm asking you to marry me." Chan said barely above a whisper, gulping. He was sure of his decision, wasn't he? Certainly. He was in complete agreement with the event at hand. Felt that he could move on, wholeheartedly. That Bella could move on, comfortably. "I'm asking you to make me the happiest man on earth, and Bella the happiest girl, by marrying me, Hwang Hyunjin."

"Chan..."

Phones were out already. Cameras were flashing, mumbles were passing, and attentive silence had dominated that restaurant, leaving Chan's words to echo off of the gold-themed walls and artificially flowered corners. So he breathed in, not looking away from Hyunjin. Not letting go of his Hyunjin's hand.

"I remember the day we met, Hyun. The very first time, when we didn't have anything, and you gave some little snack that you had, to Bella. I remember it so vividly." Chan sniffled, using his free hand to wipe his eyes. "I remember being defensive, but I also remember trusting you, even though it was just a little bit back then. I remember our first kiss, that I was always reluctant to admit I was in favor of. And I remember all of the encouraging words that you'd give to me, no matter how much we fought... No matter how low you saw me, Hyunjin. You are one of the most loving and unselfish people I know, Jin. So I am asking, sincerely, will you marry me, Hwang Hyunjin?"

"I- I- yes. Yes! I will marry you, Chan. I love you," Hyunjin managed to say without crying out loud, cheeks damp with tears, fingers shaking violently. With one pump of adrenaline, he helped Chan up to properly kiss him, deeply, for all of the cameras to see. "I love you, so much. Thank you for loving me too," he kissed Chan again, pulling him closer by pressing against the back of his neck, letting his tongue in before pulling himself together.

Setting down her father's phone on which she was recording, Bella slumped back in her chair, shy, all of a sudden, for what she was about to say. She rehearsed in her mind, and went over all of the aspects that she had to consider, to be able to go through with it. And just like her father, she was ready. Ready to add her own flavor into the memory of the night.

"Thank you for saying yes... mum."

Hyunjin sobbed. Harder. Louder, but into his hand, looking at Bella, baffled. Speechless. Overwhelmed, in the best way possible. The night could not get any better, possibly. His breaths grew too quick for a proper pattern for the time being. And Hyunjin squeezed Bella, as tight as considerately possible, when she stood to hug him too

Nothing could ever overpower that night, in Hyunjin's memory. Absolutely nothing.

Not when he was proposed to, by the man whom he loved the most.

And not when his daughter, Bella, finally saw fit within her conscience, to regard him as a mother.

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⇒ Airplane Apartments
10:05pm

Chan smiled whilst reading, or at least attempting to do so. His veins tingled as he spaced out periodically, failing to understand the content of one paragraph although he'd read it at least seven times already. His lips were wet with drool as he reminisced, hardening, at just the imagination. And Hyunjin's continuous rubs along his lower abdomen were not helping.

Because Hyunjin too, was thinking back on the moment that they just shared. When they'd just arrived home; all exhausted, except Chan. The way that Chan came to his ear and carnally proposed that they at least shower before bed. Chan's sensual touches all over his back, down his stomach, over his shaft, pulling gently at his pubes.

The skill of Chan's fingers in an out of his behind, followed by the first dick that he had allowed back there, working its way in and out, while his hands were pressed against the tiled bathroom wall. Whilst Chan grunted by his ear, leaving bites and kisses over his back and nape and shoulder. Whispering dirty nothings, swarming butterflies in his stomach.

Hyunjin shivered at the recollection, no longer tired, desiring more. So he continued to draw circles along the bare space of skin above Chan's boxers, head near his chest, pouting.

"Channie," he whined, breathless, "I'm not tired anymore..."

"Oh, you're not?" Chan asked tauntingly, taking off his reading glasses to place on the night stand, missing Hyunjin's peaked interest at the sudden flex and contraction of his muscles. And then he set the book near the glasses, helping Hyunjin up to straddle his lap, grinning. "May I ask why you are no longer tired, my love?"

"I still want you," Hyunjin mumbled, too low for Chan to hear, nuzzling his face into Chan's neck, kissing it.

"I didn't catch that." Chan chuckled, smirking. "What did you say?"

"I said I want more, Chan," Hyunjin rolled his eyes, embarrassed, quickly sliding off his large T-shirt to cover it up. And then he kissed Chan, hungrily, as if they hadn't kissed in ages. As if their tongues hadn't partnered in decades. He hugged Chan closer by the neck drawing him impossibly closer, grinding his clothed bulge down on Chan's, proud of how quick he could make his fiancé hard.

"What my Hyune wants, my Hyune gets." Chan maneuvered a way to discard of both their boxers, pooled at some point on the carpeted floor near their bed.

And so their legs tangled underneath the sheets, twisting and turning and folding like one puzzle piece being tried into a variety of openings. Their moans echoed the sealed walls of their bedroom. Hyunjin's hands gripped the head of the bed with all his might as Chan pounded into him, his eyes closed, head thrown back, mouth agape.

That had to be the best sex that they'd ever shared thus far. Because of the new emotion and feeling that lingered. The new reason and assurance that what they had was real, and would most likely last a lifetime.

Hyunjin smiled into the moment, hugging Chan's thrusting waist with his legs, before guiding his hands around Chan's neck, bringing him down lower so that they could swallow each other's moans and savor their swollen lips.

Hyunjin whimpered as he came, scrunching his face with his release. Droplets of sweat littered his face, stomach heaving with a bath of cum in his navel, as well as white strips further up his and Chan's abdomen. And then Chan too came, inside him, panting, smiling.

"That was amazing... You're amazing," Chan leaned down to rub their noses, one hand holding him up by Hyunjin's side on the mattress, whilst the other stroked his partner's cheek, eyes admiring the sight from above. "What do you think about having a baby, baby?"

"W-what?"

"I mean, what do you think about us giving Bella a sibling, hm?"

"What- I'm confused, Channie. Where is this coming from?"

"I've just been thinking," Chan pulled out carefully, collapsing next to Hyunjin, still looking at him. "Even about our wedding... I started thinking even before I proposed. I had the idea that... we could move to Australia... and get married there, because of the laws there... and then we could hire a surrogate, babe."

"I- I don't even know what to say," Hyunjin looked up, thinking, agreeing, "I am into the idea, though. I'd love to have a baby, with you... Channie. And I'd love to move for us to live as a married couple but... I hardly know a word in English."

"But I could help you! You could open up your own bakery there, and we'd have all the support we need. With time, both you and Bella would be fluent," Chan proposed hopefully, breathing in, "and I was thinking... for the surrogate... I want it to be you..."

"What...?"

"Like... I want your sperm to be used," Chan worded sheepishly, taking one of Hyunjin's hands and kissing the back, reassuring. "What d'you say? You'd think about it? And then we'd talk to Bella about it later?"

"Y-yeah," Hyunjin pouted with his answer, trying not to cry as he leaned to kiss Chan's lips, feeling warm. Feeling complete. Feeling at peace. "I love you, Chan. So so much."

"And I love you too, Hyunjin."

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