Amidst the pale golden sunrays slanting and reflecting through the window, dusk marked its presence. As the sun sets down, several pigeons gather around Erin's garden bench. The cold breeze made small noises, announcing their arrival. Her house is situated right in the middle of a forest, far away from the buzzed atmosphere of the city. Including, outlying from all those unnecessary problems created by humans.

Mostly every one of us feels good about staying with our parents. Meanwhile, from her perspective, it was an amazing experience while being distant from her parents. Now, she can enjoy her life as such. She can do anything according to her needs. Determination to fulfil all her incomplete wishes was now her ultimate goal. Moreover, some of them had been completed.

All those imaginations were going to be true within the upcoming years. A satisfied and triumphant side smile was displayed on her face. As she objected to a handful of grains, Erin spread those cereals among pigeons. Also, a small wooden basket was placed between her hand and torso to handle those foods. Through that object, she distributed all the grains, encompassed by those hungry birds.

The moment she completed her work, an instant goodbye was provided to them by Erin. Further, when she crossed the entrance, she could only decipher an uttermost muffle around there. A noiseless environment that carved the walls of her house. Moving further, she opened her bedroom door and gasped. Only to discover her favourites; Taehyung, and her son, Elias.

Taehyung cradles the infant while humming a melodious song. His all-time favourite, 'Winter Bear'. His resonating and reverberating voice melted her heart. He never fails to stir her emotions and soften her core. Her eardrums were in bliss now, the ecstasy in his voice was beyond any attributes. As he was done, and found Eli to be sleeping peacefully in his hand, he smiled reassuringly and placed him in his wooden bassinet.

He patted lightly on his stomach as he observed how the baby sensed his departure from Taehyung's body. With a silent sigh, he turned around. A pair of brown chocolate eyes caught his affectionate brown ones. Blood rushed through his cheeks and ears. A tint of blush on his handsome face was transparent to the woman. She inclined her body to the door and crossed her arms against her chest.

“Handling a baby is so hard. Salute to all mothers out there,”
Taehyung stated as he raised a hand to his forehead, showcasing a sign of respect. Erin held her stomach and gave him an unfeigned laugh.

“I know sweetheart, I know. You both look so cute together.”

“Ah, that was so sweet of you love. Come here, I want to give a hug.”

Erin did the same and stood in front of him. The moment she got close to his figure, he engulfed her in a warm hug and pampered her face with delightful kisses. Those small gestures, made Erin fall for him over and over again. One touch from his side, and she would be directly escalated to heaven.

At last, he planted a quick peck on her lips, where she clutched onto the end of his sweater. The softness of fabric warmed up her fingertips as she fed over its textures until one of them made her hands halt. The love in his gaze—visualizes a colourful painting, that beholds the beauty of every other colour, likewise, her soul, her pretty face and her sexy mind amaze him a lot.

As there's no limit to the sky, similarly, there's no end to his love for his favourite person, Erin. Whereas to her, he was the most beautiful flower, soft and tender. For this young flower; she personified herself as a thorn who was going to protect him from every other predator.

“I can't wait for the day when Eli will call you a dad.”

A sudden wave of vehemence submerged inside him. His heart turned in a way, where it was not possible to do it anymore. A raise in his heartbeat disclosed every other sound. Being a father, and having a dream of four children—oh no, maybe five; was his extreme goal to achieve.

The term 'Father' is not easy to carry on. But, he was ready to hold himself, and for the past few days, he was very much close to the infant. Yes, Taehyung may not have received love from his father because of some unavoidable circumstances. Yet, he could never leave the shadow of a parent from Elias bright future.

Though he must not have his blood, or his genes, however, his mind and heart can never neglect the love he has for Elias. At some points, the resemblance in his features makes Taehyung adore him more. Whenever, he holds him in his hand, close to his heart, that young baby clutches onto his slender finger with his small ones.

Elias has a similar boxy smile, just like Taehyung owns. His laugh always occupies the vacancy in his heart. The light, happiness, and contentment he receives from his guileless and cheerful laugh always brightens his day. Elias small heart-shaped lips, a tiny mole under his nose, plus a similarity in the structure of their eyes dumbstruck Taehyung a lot.

“I will be so happy when he would be saying appa, as he calls you mama.”
A tear rolled down his cheek, she wiped it off before it drained through his chin. Her lips travelled down his neck and marked a hickey over his collarbone.

“Don't worry sweetheart. I know, you will be the best father.”

“Thank you, and you are a great mother already. By the way, how about a cold chocolate drink?”

“Yeah, sure.”

With that, they both made their way to the kitchen. The soft pastel outlet, warm golden coloured décor, and several aesthetic utensils astonished Taehyung. Dishes were all done, and most of the spices were present on the counter. Erin brought the required materials out of the drawers and displayed them on the slate.

As she viewed and scanned through every requirement, she prospected the absence of ice. Soon, an audible voice, more sounded like an order, left through her chords.

“Tae, give me some ice cubes from that refrigerator.”

He accepted and ignited his steps toward the machine while singing his favourite song. The moment he opened the door, a cold wave passed by his side, entangling him in an unfriendly and glacial hug. He shivered and gritted his teeth. As he opened the freezer, more significant waves effluented outside. Gliding his hand, palm to palm didn't help him either.

Nevertheless, he succeeded and extracted the bar. He sighed heavily, as the door was closed. Ambience of heat waves comforted him, only because of the heater present in her house. Suddenly, the second he almost altered at his place, a strange thing caught his attention. As he watched out of the window, an unfamiliar fragmented and creased house came into his view. The outdated paints and dust over the wooden plank suggested how old it was.

When he heard Erin's voice again, he went near her and stood alongside her. With the help of a knife, she pulled out the ice and dropped it in the drink making a satisfied pop sound. Beside her every action, Taehyung gave a hand, to help her out. Soon, after finishing all their work, Taehyung instantly raised a question in that fine-fettled conversation.

“Love, what's that backyard house for?”

Erin's eyes googled out, and ice replaced the blood in her veins. She fluctuated towards him and found the young boy pointing the location through the window. She cursed under her breath and breathed hard. The world around Erin felt muted, colors dulled and sounds muffled by a thick layer of anticipation. Apathy, a heavy cloak, draped itself around her, smothering any spark of answer, as she initiated to blurted out.

“Eh, it's nothing. My late husband constructed it for some waste material to store.”
She completed, and a relaxed sigh left through her mouth. Behind her response, Taehyung just nodded and snaked his hand around her waist.

“Okay, I get it, let's go.”

“Yeah, sure.”

When they ploughed their way out of the kitchen, she recalled the house in her mind and a repulsive thought emerged abruptly.

“Now he is the waste.”

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