Coming back to the old home he used to spend his ugly days alone was like watching black and white colored films in 21st century. The rooftop home was where they made a deal and started the marriage. When Baekhyun left the home, to be honest, he wasn't thinking about returning here after years.

But now, he came back here without the money he desired for years ago.

The doorknob was broken and also did the lock. But, Baekhyun wasn't worried a bit because there was nothing to get stolen inside the house and he believed that thieves were not brainless enough to target his home.

The floor was cold and dusty. The windows were misty and dirty. The chair leg needed to be mended. The water pipe inside the bathroom got a hole. And he was hurt and broken just like the furnitures.

"I am back, sweet home."

He still could feel warm tears on his cheeks and he could sense the pain deep inside his heart.

"A guy like me doesn't deserve anybody. I am just.. at the level of a slut."

Baekhyun bitterly smiled and gave his brain a work to calculate how many days were left before he had to sign on the contract.

All of a sudden in the silent night, Baekhyun's phone ringtone interrupted the silence and the shorter glanced his phone screen to know who the caller was. As expected, it was Park Chanyeol but Baekhyun did not get strength to pick it up. He just stared at the contact photo until the call went dead and quietly shed a tear.

What he didn't expect more was to see his husband kicking off the doorknob to get inside his rooftop home. As mentioned above, the door was not a good security to be against Chanyeol's force so it went open after two slight kicks.

"Is it even called the door?"

Chanyeol's ears were red and so did the tip of his nose. Baekhyun could see Chanyeol's anger through his teary eyes but at the same time, he didn't want to see  him.

"Why don't you pick up my phone?"

A question directed to Baekhyun who was sitting tightly at the corner of the house with his hands embracing his knees. An ignored reaction was what Chanyeol got as an answer.

"Okay, let it be. But, you need to come with me right now."

A questioning glare hit Chanyeol all of a sudden and the taller was glad to receive such eye contact from him.

"I got a call from the hospital."

Baekhyun's heart twitched a little, just a little that he didn't even notice it at all. Why did he have to feel sad? No reason came out from his brain.

"They told me to take you there before he.."

"Dies?"

Baekhyun completed Chanyeol's incomplete sentence and it made the taller stand in silence.

"He left us. I struggled so much and I made my life better on my own. And when I thought everything was okay, he suddenly appeared again. Then, you left me. He is about to die now. Well, what's this? A drama?"

Chanyeol couldn't help but hurt to see Baekhyun suffering like this but he hid it well. He couldn't imagine how the dramatic situations broke his little husband's heart.

"He needs you now, Baekhyun. It's his last wish."

This time, Chanyeol approached Baekhyun and sat in front of the latter's little figure. He had made up his mind to do everything to make Baekhyun see his father.

A tear ran off from the corner of his right eye and Chanyeol unknowingly moved his hand to wipe it away but it was jerked away by Baekhyun.

"Don't touch-... why is your hand so cold?"

Was it what people called love? Yes, Chanyeol felt butterflies in his stomach when Baekhyun uncontrollably showed his worries.

"I stood at the outside for hours."

"You stupid! It's f*cking -1 degree celsius!"

Baekhyun grabbed the taller's both hands and rubbed them with his own hands in order to make them warm. And Chanyeol smiled while watching Baekhyun.

Baekhyun paused for a while when he saw his smile and realized that he was overacting again. He thought to take back his hands but his try was denied when Chanyeol pulled him into a hug and whispered, "Go see him for the last time."

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"What is the relationship with the patient?"

Baekhyun looked at the form that the nurse was writing and he sighed.

"Son. I am his son."

The nurse filled the relationship with the patient box as son and handed the form to Baekhyun for his signature. Mr. Byun was needed to be moved into the ICU room and Baekhyun had to sign as the guardian.

"When he wakes up, let's go see him."

Chanyeol who was standing beside Baekhyun said and he replied with a nod. Going back and forth to Busan and Seoul was tough for both and they wanted to rest but they could not, too.

"Can we get a room here? He is too tired."

Baekhyun asked the nurse as he motioned towards the taller and held Chanyeol's hand.

"We do not provide rooms for non patients."

"So, call a doctor because he is sick. He needs to rest."

The nurse looked at them and then, left after saying yes. Baekhyun did not have any idea why he was acting like a bad guy, asking a room for someone who didn't even get a minor surgery.

"At least, take medicine."

Sweet words from love while guessing the body temperature by his palm on Chanyeol's face cured half of his illness.

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When Chanyeol woke up, his forearm was painful because of the IV needle. He saw Baekhyun sleeping on the couch and he didn't want to disturb him.

The doctor said Chanyeol was just ill because of the lack of rest but Baekhyun forced the doctor to get Chanyeol hospitalized. The taller didn't say anything but he knew Baekhyun's understandable reason. Baekhyun did not want either Chanyeol or him to go back and forth to Seoul and here because it was a tiring travel.

Chanyeol looked up to the drip bag and saw that there was still much liquid in the bag. The hospital room was not like those VIP ones in Seoul but it was comfortable enough. Clean and quiet. Chanyeol liked that kind of atmosphere since he grew old in the environment which was filled with dignity, money and vanity.

The life he wanted to live for the rest of his life was a peaceful one together with the one he loved. Without money, without expensive furnitures and accessories, without vanity and egoism, just with his love.

While staring at the drip bag, Chanyeol's eyes closed again and drifted to the soundly sleep. Minutes passed and Baekhyun woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he immediately took a look at Chanyeol and sighed a relief when he saw him sleeping.

"It's already noon."

Baekhyun looked at the clock and whined as his stomach did the same. It was refreshing after taking a sleep but still, Baekhyun did not want to go outside to buy food, besides, he didn't take his wallet too. But to be fortunate, Baekhyun found the taller's wallet in his coat hanging on the couch where he fell asleep. However, unfortunately, he didn't see their wedding photo which was put behind Chanyeol's NRC card in the front ID window of the wallet.

Sometimes, some things were meant to be and could not be avoided.

Baekhyun just bought two bowls of black bean noodles and one chicken soup from a restaurant beside the hospital and when he reached the room, Chanyeol had already awoken and was sitting on the bed.

"Are you hungry? Wait a minute, I will prepare the soup for you."

Baekhyun put the food on the table and pushed the over bed table towards the bed. Then, he brought the soup and put it on the table. However, he caught Chanyeol eyeing the black bean noodles.

"You are a patient. Just eat this."

"So, why did you buy two bowls?"

"I can eat it all. Don't worry and just taste your soup."

Baekhyun said and left Chanyeol with his soup while he mixed the soybean paste and the noodles with a pair of chopsticks. He could feel Chanyeol's eyes were still on the other black bean noodles but he pretended like he didn't give attention about it.

"Eat together with me."

Well, at least.

Baekhyun thought and nodded then moved beside Chanyeol's bed. However, Chanyeol's eyes were telling Baekhyun to eat together with the black bean noodles on the over bed table.

"Just eat."

Getting rejected, Chanyeol just picked up the spoon and ate a spoonful of the soup. It tasted good but he wanted black bean noodles more. He didn't know why he was acting like a stubborn kid.

Maybe, he wanted to make some childish memories before they faced their backs to each other.

"Will you return Tokyo?"

The silence took place between them uncomfortably.

"It's up to you. If you want to pay for the rest of my education, then I will go back there to study."

"Yes, as compensation."

The room became silent again. The two humans were in their own fantasies.

However, the future was unpredictable and they both forgot about it.

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It was at 11:14 p.m on Friday night when Mr. Byun passed away. Chanyeol never thought that he would go that easily and that early. Around 10 p.m, the nurse called them, telling that Mr. Byun came back to sense and that was why Baekhyun decided to go see his father.

Chanyeol just waited in front of the ICU room and he did not expect to see his boy coming out with tears on his face and calling the doctors with all his shaking voice. And it was when Chanyeol knew that Mr. Byun chose to rest in peace after seeing Baekhyun.

Still with the sterilized outfit on Baekhyun's body, the Byun was quietly standing in Chanyeol's embrace and the taller's shirt was soaked with salty water called tears.

Chanyeol inhaled heavily while resting his chin on Baekhyun's head and his hands tightly hugging the poor Byun kid who just lost his father.

Chanyeol knew that he should not cry right now and he had to show his strong side but he couldn't help to feel ache in his heart. And he himself knew that the reason behind his pain was the precious teardrops from Baekhyun.

He overdosed for sure and realized that he was crazily and helplessly in love with Baekhyun. Also, he didn't want to escape from this, too.

He felt guilty for thinking about how much he loved this Byun kid when he knew that the boy's heart was suffering so much from Mr. Byun's unexpected death.

Even Chanyeol's collarbones sensed wetness but Baekhyun was still crying in his embrace. Closing the millimeter distance between them, Chanyeol hugged more tightly and kissed Baekhyun's temple.

Jesus, though my love can't exceed his parents' love for him, it's not less than that. Please don't let him cry again. It hurts so much here, in my heart.

Sometimes, love's strange that it could turn a person to a completely different one.

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TBC.

A/N : Finally, an update 😂. My hand is completely fine now and thank you so much for your heartwarming messages and comments <3

Do Kyungsoo dyed his hair, fam. Let's celebrate!

Since 2014, some left. Many stayed. Time flew and it's been 5 years since debut. There were times that we suffered so much from Thursday curse. We made milestones and we wrote history together.

We lay our eyes on some cute idols but at the end of the day before going to bed, we whined and thought "When will they make the comeback?"

Waiting for them while they're doing their military service is not a problem for me to be honest. We did face things which were a lot more difficult than waiting in the past 5 years.

However, actually, in the deepest part of my heart, I feel betrayed. And according to their words in the EXO'rDIUM encore concert, I feel undutiful for making them feel that way. I can't imagine any further because they are oppas who know everything.

Whatever, no matter how difficult it will be, a lot have determined to continue no matter what happens in the future, and I am one of them. Let's go together till the end, fam.