Mark blacked out that night, Donghyuck tucked him in bed and put Byeol to sleep, his heart broke at the fact that this little angel didn't have a mother nor a play date to play. He was alone, he patted and hummed a lullaby until the boy fell asleep. Once he left he yearned for the little boy again, the small boys smile. Donghyuck started waiting for the small boy to come to school every day, bonds were made unconciously. It didn't even take a month for the golden beauty to fall in love with Byeol. Love at first sight perhaps. Byeol's arm always remained inside Donghyucks as if he were the boys mother. The teacher would spend hours listening to the child talk about his tiny fantasies, his cute gestures his eyes that had so many dreams. So many joys, such innocence.

"I want to be a mother." Donghyuck smiled to himself, he giggled at himself. He walked through the hallways, smiling to himself he sighed swirling around.

Donghyuck had no one, his parents died in an accident along ago with his brothers, Chenle and Win-win. He was the only one who survived, he lost his hearing ability after that fatal accident. He had the chances to get his hearing back but it would take sometime. Of course he was broken within but he tried everything he had to smile and be happy. He wasn't using Sungchan, he just let the boy love him after all the giant was a Sweetheart so why would anyone push him away?

"Mr Moon? There's a boy who is a volunteer. Please guide him." The principal smiled as Donghyuck nodded and bowed.

Sungchan was already speaking to the said boy, he was short, petite and beautiful. Donghyuck smiled at them as he stood before them. He explained everything as he left them be, but stopped again to ask the boys name.

"What's your name?" Donghyuck smiled at the shorter male.

"Shotaro. Osaki Shotaro." The boy bowed turning to see Sungchan and he blushed shyly.

Donghyuck nodded walking away, he didn't give it much thought that his best friend or fiancé was talking to the new teacher. He went downstairs to his class room and Byeol sniffled at him. The other student came to the teacher and pouted.

"Hyuckie teacher Byeollie is sick." The little girl looked very worried.

"Why what's wrong?" Donghyuck felt Byeol's forehead he gasped at the temperature.

Byeol was indeed running a temperature, Donghyuck rang Mark immediately. He didn't pick up and it worried the teacher so much that he kept calling Mark until he picked up. He was at an important meeting. He growled on the other line.

"Your son is fucking sick and you don't bother answering your phone?!" Donghyuck shouted at Mark on the other line.

"He's sick? I'm coming." Mark just ran out of the meeting. He might be a bad father but he loved Byeol with everything he had.

Marks car zoomed by as Byeol was given to him. Donghyucks eyes were filled with tears, the child kept whimpering and sniffling. Byeol refused to leave the teachers neck. Which ended up in the brunette joining the ride.

"W-Why is H-He burning so much? You probably didn't take care of him!" Donghyuck sniffled at the baby in his arms.

"Shut up okay?! He's my son." Mark hissed once he pulled over to the hospital and the child was taken to check.

"Yeah but you are an irresponsible father! Your wife left Byeol behind because she trusted you to raise him and nurture him well but you did nothing if it!" Donghyuck hissed at Mark as he sniffled softly in a corner.
After a few minutes the doctor came out.

"It's a mild flue. Nothing to be worried about. I'll give him a syrup and a few medications. He should be fine in a few days and I would say let him rest for at least a weak after." The doctor smiled softly making the younger sigh in relief.

"How can a drunkard take care of a sick child. He's going to end up sicker!" Donghyuck mumbled to himself rushing into the small outstretched arms of Byeol.

"I'm a father Mr Moon I can take care of my son myself." Mark rolled his eyes at Donghyuck who smooched Byeol's cheeks despite his fever.

"Byeollie hungry." Byeol pouted sniffling cutely.

Donghyuck sighed the next day at school, he didn't want to go to class nor did he want to smile. Byeol wasn't there anyways and Sungchan seemed very distracted after Shotaro came. So he called Mark at lunch.

"How's the little Pudu." Donghyuck sighed softly.

"He won't drink his medicines. Grandma is busy and he won't listen to me or Johnny. Do you...........think you could drop by after school perhaps?" Mark mumbled, his gruff voice hesitant.

"I'm free after this if you want me to come now." Donghyuck packed his things and left the school premises, quickly peeping into the principals office to inform her.

"I'll...........I'll pick you up." Said the older, he lifted the sick bundle up as he left to drive his son's favourite teacher home.

"Daddy where we going? Body hurty." Byeol pouted softly whimpering.

"Hyuckie is coming home and I can't leave you alone." Mark smiled at his son who straddled him the whole way to school. Donghyuck beamed at the sight and jumped in, taking the child as soon as he got in as if he were really Byeol's mother.

"Awwe. Daddy says you won't drink your medicine." Donghyuck rocked the child to sleep.

"Bitter!!!" Byeol hugged his teachers neck tightly.

"But those bitter stuff would help you get better. Only then you could stay with Hyuckie. Or else Hyuckie will get sad." The younger baby voiced and patted the small bouncy butt.

"Will Hyuckie sleep with Byeollie? Daddy no sleep with Byeollie. B for Byeol no wanna sleep alone." Byeol kept butting his nose on Donghyucks face, the younger bit his lips as he looked at Mark and the older nodded with a smile.