The house was as huge as the blue oceans, with a lingering beauty of serenity filled with a certain source of calmness. And in every corner of every room is the phantom of his beautiful wife, Baekhyun. His presence had breathed through every wall, to even the things in the hall had a touch of his fingers. Everything revolved was what Baekhyun had created. The house was a hand made museum, A museum with the little things he loved and cherished.

Chanyeol was thirty, It had been nine years since Baekhyun left. But his little frame and radiant box smile had imprinted themselves forever in the heart of the giant, with rimless glasses. Lord Park Chanyeol, an aristocrat by birth and Baekhyun was his gorgeous wife. The petite beauty was known to be the most beautiful in Seoul, the legendary Lady but a boy sadly.

Chanyeol stood at the far end of the palace. His mind still fixated on the gorgeous pink ivory skinned beauty he called his wife. It had been love at first sight, as they were drawn to each other in an ecstasy of love and passion.

Baekhyun had lived to be the best aristocratic and was the favorite all the people. A legendary beauty again. He was so perfect that the perfection cut deep into the house.

"Lord Chanyeol, It's Lady Baekhyun's birthday." Lay,Chanyeol's trusted ward and best friend smiled and bowed at the giant master.

"Have I ever forgotten him Lay? Never, Specially his birthday." Chanyeols deep velvety voice chuckled as they walked back in.

The room still had his sent, even after nine years, It hadn't left. Even the bed sheets smelled of him. Specially his diamond wedding ring sat at the middle of the enormous room.

"Baby....Button your shirt." Baekhyun had clung onto Chanyeol tightly as he always helped him dress.

Baekhyun dressed so beautifully that even a glass would crack of jealousy. Such beauty was Chanyeol's beloved wife.

Portraits of Baekhyun hung around the room. Like always. Nothing really had changed even though nine long years had gone by. Everything stayed the way those dainty hands had placed it. The palaces Lady and beautifier.

Baekhyun was an addiction which Chanyeol could never get over. They way his pretty eyes become crescents. The box smile. Those thin delicious lips. The flawless precious porcelain that Chanyeol tried so hard to protect had left only strong memories.

The birthday party's were filled with white roses, his favorite and little pearls hanging here and there. All their friends. Some married. Some still single had gathered on the memorial day but Baekhyun was a whispering soul around them. Chanyeol's heart sank like a ship every time realization hit him that his lover was not there. A part of him broke. Well it broke the day Baekhyun had left. But he showed his grief to none. Only his goofy elvish smile and big joyful ears. His almond shaped eyes that hid behind his clear glasses told far more than what others could just see but only Baekhyun had managed to dive deep into Chanyeol's soul to know the taller like the back of his doll like hands.

"When I'm gone. Grieve not, for I dwell in thy heart. A person you love will forever be in the chambers of your heart. I will watch over you my baby. I love you until eternity ends." Baekhyun had smiled so beautifully that Chanyeol still remembered it like yesterday.

Birthdays were celebrated. Functions and party's were held. Seasons changed and so did people. But Chanyeol and the Park Mansion where Lady Baekhyun lived never changed. It was like it was, When Baekhyun was there.

Many a times people had tried to make the Lord marry again but never did the giants heart waver for he still remembered the way he had fallen madly for a certain smaller called Baekhyun. They way his lips and body moved against his, even the thought still seemed so fresh. Chanyeol could still feel his small body move against him.

Chanyeol walked alone through the beautifully flowered trees, as he walked with stealth. A bunch of his favorite ivory white roses in one had as the silver ring on the other glistened under the sunlight. As his long legs stopped in front of the beautiful ivory tombstone of his gorgeous wife.

Lady Park Baekhyun,

Wife of Lord Park Chanyeol,
Gone but not forgotten,
♡
The nightingale of Seoul.
You will forever live in the hearts of many.
Mother and Child [Yeolhyun].

PBH - 06/05/1992-07/04/2014.
Child [PYH]- 07/04/2014.

♡

A painful tear rolled down Chanyeols eye, but he still had a smile on his face. His beloved wife had died giving birth. Their son, had been still born.

"Baekhyun. Stop seducing me. I'm trying work." Chanyeol had groaned when a stark naked Baekhyun sat shyly on his lap.

"Oh....So the oh so big Lord Chanyeol can seduce his pretty no scratch that gorgeous wife and rip his pretty butt off every night but his wife can seduce him?" Baekhyun had glared placing a leg on his shoulder.

"My flexible little vixen.....I'll be with you in a while baby thumbalina....." Chanyeol kissed the soft thighs and smiled but the smaller blushed.

"I...I...Umm...Gosh you are going to be a father." Baekhyun squeaked and Chanyeol's eyes widened as he pulled Baekhyun's chin up and Baekhyun shyly nodded. Biting his lips.

Everything had been fine, perfect and beautiful but Baekhyun's body was failing as he carried Chanyeol's child. He wanted his little boy to live. So that when he leaves, Chanyeol would have had their son. But things didn't turn out to be the way Chanyeol or Baekhyun wanted. Yeolhyun was born but never cried, Baekhyun smiled, Caressing his giants cheeking lovingly as lips touched and collided, the soft hand hand slipped and fallen, when Chanyeol pulled away, Baekhyun had smiled again, mouthing a I love you as he asked for Yeolhyun. Once the baby was placed on his hand, His head fell on Chanyeol's shoulder, his smile ghosting on his gorgeous face, his hand tightly laced with the giants. "Baby, When I'm gone. I'll visit you every spring. Be your rain and sunshine. And in every child's first laugh you see Yeolhyun. Hmm? I'm sorry for leaving you alone... Promise me that you'll live as If I was alive. I'm possessive so be Baekhyun's husband as long as you live." Had been Baekhyun's last words. He even winked at him before his soul had been lifted.

He had silently left the world stealing three quarter of Chanyeol.

The Lord fell on his knees as he felt the words Park Baekhyun. His queen and wife. Baekhyun had died nine years, but Chanyeol felt like he was right next to him. They knew he would die.

Baekhyun had showed people how it is to be loved and live. Sitting on his lovers and sons tomb stone Chanyeol smiled at the bright sunlight, the colour of Baekhyun's hair. Golden and sparkling. Someone was watching over him and he knew it was Baekhyun for he felt his possessive gaze from the blistering heat. Chanyeol chuckled sending a flying kiss.

"I love you Park Baekhyun....And Daddy Loves you Yeolhyun. Will be there soon. You are gone but not forgotten and never will be." Chanyeol sniffled crying but still managed to smile as a soft breeze rustled against his cheek, neck and lips. Two white roses falling onto his lap.

With a heavy yet content heart the thirty year old widower walked away pretending to be alright but the truth was he was broken. But for Baekhyun and his son he will be strong.

  The End