"Daddy where?" Byeol played with his yellow duckling. While his mother went through his sweet smelling soaps.

"He's busy darling." Donghyuck mumbled softly as he lathered the soap and rubbed it on the small fragile frame.

"No Cally? B for Byeollie wanna show Daddy drawing." The little bundle closed his eyes when his mother cleaned his face.

"He might tonight. But I don't know. I miss him so much. He's never gone for so long." Donghyuck started sniffling, Byeol cupped the chubby cheeks with fat small arms.

"Mommy bear no cry!! Byeollie hearty Hurty!" Byeol kissed the forehead of his mother making him giggle through his tears.

It had been two months since Mark left for his concerts and recording. He rarely called, sometimes he just cried on the other line. It must be hard on his side, with all the practices and rides. Donghyuck pulled his son's small boxers up to cover his little dick, the baby giggled shyly. He always gets all shy when his Mommy does something to his phat baby tummy.

"Hyuckie honey!!!" Grandma's voice sounded.

Mark had been sending them alot of stuff, cakes and macaroons, fruits and so much more. Byeol pounced at the massive box of macaroons and started stuffing himself with it. Donghyuck kissed his cheeks and went to help grandma with the farm.

"You sure you don't want to go home? You have been sweating buckets dear. And Byeol hasn't come out yet." Grandma mumbled.

"I'll check. He must have been knocked out." Giggling the brunette went inside.

"Baby? Let's go help Grammy. Baby???" Donghyuck noticed that his son had spat out the macaroon he had eaten.

"Byeollie?! Baby where are you?!" Donghyuck ran upstairs, only to find his son fidgeting on the floor near the bathroom. He rushed to the small four year old baby.

"M-Mommy....." Byeol whimpered.

Byeol was rushed to the hospital immediately, Donghyuck cried like his existence would stop, he tried to call Mark but he couldn't reach him. He didn't hear anything what the nurses were asking him, nor could he make out what they were saying. He must have dropped his hearing aids when carrying Byeol and running downstairs. It made him run to where ever the older was, he drove the car recklessly to the dorms. But he wasn't there, upon heading to the studio he found Mark recording.

"Excuse me?! Who let you in?!" A bodyguard stopped Donghyuck from going in, he pushed through with all his might and dashed the door of the recording room open. Mark rushed to him without a second thought.

"Hyuckie what's wrong?" Mark took a step back when his wife threw himself on him. He hugged back tightly.

"W-We were getting flowers......sweets and alot of stuff with your name.......I thought I was you making up but today when Byeol........Mark Byeol is fighting for his life! I don't know what was in those macaroons." Donghyuck slipped down Marks body, crying into his arms.

"Hyuckie let's go to the hospital. Johnny please do something." Mark guided his wife out and the two went to the hospital as fast as they could.

Donghyuck kept blaming himself, he blamed himself that maybe he didn't here his son call for him. He cried and cried so much Mark was afraid he'd get a heart failure at this rate. Grandma tried to console the younger, for no avail.

"Byeol Lee's guardians?" A nurse came out of the room.

"I'm his father. He's the mother. My grandma." Mark pointed at his family.

"The child has been fed poison, like it had been given on a slow dose. Maybe like in about six weeks, did he eat anything out or maybe........He was poisoned by his step mother?" The nurse eyed Donghyuck down, the doctor must have said something about Koeun.

"Shut the fuck up! He loves Byeol more than he loves himself! Where's Taeyong?!" Mark dashed through the door as the younger and Donghyuck followed him.

"Mark......Are you sure he hasn't done anything to Byeol? I've been asking him what happened but all he did was cry, your grandmother was the only person answering." Taeyong glared at Donghyuck, the brunette felt lost for not being able to hear the doctor.

"Taeyong don't be rude. Donghyuck loves him so much." Grandma frowned at the handsome red haired man.

"Taeyong he's deaf! He lost his hearing after the accident I caused his family! He lost his entire family but is still willing to sacrifice his whole life for a child who isn't even his to start with!!!" Mark shouted at his friend. He was so angry, he might have punched the doctor but the younger held his arm, he didn't hear a word but he could feel the tension.

"So don't you think he's around the baby for revenge? He's been poisoned Mark! He could have died!" Taeyong mumbled.

"Then he would have let Byeol die! He wouldn't have rushed to the hospital, then to Mark. Look at him Taeyong!" Grandma hissed as she pushed the doctor away.

"Markkkkk........ What's wrong with my baby? Is he okay?" Donghyuck tugged Mark, he was crying, he looked terribly pale. The older nodded at the brunette.

Byeol wasn't sent home, he was under inspection. Taeyong didn't want to keep the golden skinned beauty with the baby, sadly he didn't have a choice. Donghyuck didn't sleep, nor did he eat anything, he just sat next to his son, holding that small stubby arm. While Mark left with grandma to get their dressed.

"M-Mommy?" Byeol woke up with a whimper, his body hurt. The child noticed his mother didn't have his aids so he touched the olders arms.

"Baby!" Donghyuck smiled so bright Byeol smiled his toothy smile back at his Mommy. He spread his arms so the brunette can place his head on his chest.

"I'm sorry I can't hear anything you say baby." Donghyuck sniffled kissing the the small chest. Byeol moved aside, patting the bed weakly.