Haechan watched the blue letters burn in the fire, he felt hurt to be ridiculed by people by sending him spam letters. Was his love story so comical for them? Nana bit his lips, was his mother in law really alright or was he pretending he was? They drove off leaving Haechan by himself, the smile no longer energetic, he left for university as well, with Mark's guitar. It was that lesson today.

"I'm going to teach you to play the guitar." Mark had kissed his neck softly making him blush.

"No you are just trying to flirt with me." Haechan whined wiggling in his arms as he was peppered with smooches.

"Maybe both wifey. Let's play for the baby." The older caressed the youngers flat baby bump.

"Behave you idiot." Haechan giggled softly moaning at the older sucking his neck.

"You are a distraction Baby Pudu." Chuckled Mark making the younger join him in the laughter.

The strings on the guitar sprang out, cutting his fingertips, it was too old, or perhaps it wasn't the same as Marks fingers? Haechan let his students attend him as he stared at the guitar that his husband own. All Mark's memories were fading, was he really gone? Wasn't he coming back? Haechan distracted himself in the theatre, composing songs for the drama, lying to himself that Mark will come back.

"Mommy are you alright?" Nana asked him over the phone, he giggled, saying he was.

Suddenly he felt like he was living a lie, waiting for someone who wasn't going to come back like Hachiko, but then he kissed Marks wedding ring, he wasn't to wait. Afraid that one day if he doesn't go to airport, what if Mark comes back and think his baby bear didn't want him anymore? Was it ugly to dream of having your husband come back at 46 and imagine of having more children? It certainly was.

"Nana..........stop writing the article please. I don't want people sending me prank letters. Just stop looking for him........Let me wait all my life it's alright!" Haechan threw the pink letters away, first it was blue letters with silly notes saying Pfft!! You want your husband back to have sex? Shut up old man and sit your old ass down.

It hurt to know that people could also be mean and disgusting. Haechan sighed, rubbing his face tiredly, soon Nana would give birth, he would be a grandmother again. He slipped down his front door, looking out with his eyes filled with tears. He missed him so much, everything and everyone reminded him of Mark. Each music note, watermelons, macarons, when ever his eyes would burn, he missed him in every minute, in every second, in every drop of rain. In everything. He missed him staring at him always when ever he could.

"I miss you Mark...........Did....Did you move on?" Haechan sniffled as Nana's car drove closer to his house.

"Mommy someone called again. They wanted to meet you. In person." Nana squealed but Haechan stood up, Marks picture slipping off his stubby finger tips.

"Tell them I'm dead." Haechan mumbled going inside with a sigh.

"Mommy! We are so close to finding him!" Nana followed his mother his mother inside.

"Why won't you stop it?! Stop looking for him! You are pregnant, you are young and you need to care for yourself and your baby. Not me. Just.......please. Let me wait for him until I breath my last. It's okay." Haechan snapped at Nana, the boy flinched at the sudden tone but he still hugged his mother who broke down crying on his shoulder.

"Mommy.......I-I........ Ahhhh!!!! Michael!!! Ahhhh why does my Mommm!!!!!" Nana squeezed his baby bump as he started screaming in pain.  Haechan called Michael immediately as he helped his pregnant daughter in law to the hospital.

Nana was in labour, he was seven months and he was about to have a premature baby, Michael rushed inside, Miley looked so lost, Jaemin and Renjun were at the hospital as well. Haechan sat there, wondering if he had caused the whole thing to happen. He bit his lips, waiting for Nana to give birth. After hours of waiting, the sounds of a baby crying was heard. Everyone cried with happiness as the child was placed in the father's arms, small, frail looking but loud and beautiful.

"How is Nana?" Renjun whispered softly.

"Sleeping." Michael smiled.

Haechan returned home, to the loneliness he had always had, he didn't want to be there when Nana wakes up because if he did the boy with speak of trying to find Mark. His post box had another pink letter, sighing he threw the letter onto the heap of letters. He didn't want this to happen, he didn't want his story to become a comic.

"Mommy someone wants to talk to you. Someone called Doyoung." Nana mumbled into the phone, "Aren't you coming to see your grandson?" He sounded sad but Haechan just sighed.

"I'm busy Nana. Tell them its just a stupid love story. I'll drop by after classes." Haechan sighed hanging up as he showered and drive off to school.

Michael crossed his path, he got off the car and made his mother get off, Haechan sighed as he tiredly smiled at his son who looked quite mad at him. He poured afraid that his son would yell at him and leave him.

"Don't tell me you are giving up on Dad?!" Michael shook his mother's shoulders, he cupped those chubby cheeks and stared into his mother's tired soul.

"I-I'm not b-baby......... I'm....... I'm." Haechans plump lips trembled as Michael hugged him tightly.

"Baby Mom I know you are afraid of him being dead but we can still hope for the best. I love you and I don't want to loose my mother." Michael squeezed his mother tightly, he knew he was crying on his chest. Suddenly he was afraid that Haechan would give up on waiting for Mark.