Dearest Markie,

Have you been well baby lion? I've been growing, Michael is six months now, the house seems very lonely without you. Seasons are changing but you aren't still here with me. Are you alright? Are you eating well? My days are going by with gardening and I'm teaching music at the school where we wanted our sparkles to go when he's older. I miss you in ever music note love, when ever I see the skies, or hear a plane pass by, I recall your smile and I miss you more. Why haven't you contacted me yet? Why aren't you trying to reach out to your baby bear?
My contractions are very severe, I have cried myself to sleep on days I get emotional. Silly but you know that I'm your emotional Pudu. Do you remember our handshake? I don't think I can do it with Michael weighing on Mommy like this.

Sorry that I haven't written in so long, I got a distracted by a butterfly. Why am I such a baby? I keep writing on the same letter, hoping that some day I'll be able to tell you everything that happened. Michael turned five, he's as cute as a watermelon, he can't see very clearly though, he wears glasses. Nana seems to have a crush on him already...........

I was hospitalised for a week, I worked too hard at school. To distract myself,
The Canadian government provides me lumsome of money, for the services you provide them. I'm happy, I have everything, I dress like a diva.
But I don't have my Mark with me.
I miss you so much Mark.

Michael yeld at me,
He said that I was a stupid childish mom who doesn't know anything. That I should not interfere in his life, he left home and hasn't returned in three days. I know I'm being dramatic but he's just fifteen Mark. I'm afraid I might not raise him well alone.
I'm scard Mark.

"Mom you said you wrote only one letter. But there's so many here." Nana  opened the square teddy bear tin box.

"All the letters I sent were sent back to me. I don't know if the navy never gave them to Mark or my letters never reached the navy." Haechan sniffled smiling through glossy bear orbs.

"That's..........sad. Didn't Daddy ever write to you Mommy?" Nana ran her fingers over Marks frame.

"Once." The older male pulled out a small piece of paper. With trembling stubby fingers he opened the letter addressed to Mrs Lee.

Dearest Donghyuckie,

Wait For Me.

Hugs and kisses down your spine,
Mark Lee.

"I didn't want to tell anyone that every letter I sent to that address came back without a response." The gorgeous male wiped his tears.

"I'm sorry Mommy." The pregnant male hugged the adorable older male tightly. "Was Michael a good son?" He carefully asked his mother in law.

"Yes, he was after he matured I guess. He never agreed with me, he would often smash things and break them. Or leave the house for days, I was used to waiting so I would wait for both my son and husband. He's a good son dear, he's my world after Mark. Usually teenagers are boisterous and they don't think before talking. I'm glad he's mature and we'll composef than me. I was a baby at 20, childish and stupid haha." Haechan giggled shrugging.

"You weren't, you've raised such a wonderful man Mom, he's a gentleman. It's because you knew you were strong enough to raise a child by yourself." Nana squeezed Haechans stubby arms.

"Do you think Markie would be proud?" Haechan pouted and his daughter in law nodded gleefully.

"Why were you hospitalised Mom?" The younger male stood up to go make coffee.

"Sparkles fell really sick and I had school, paper correction, so much. I had to stay up for days looking after him and my work. I know I get money but I needed distraction. So after a week like I passed out at school." Haechan sighed sitting on the dinning table chair.

"Have you ever hated Daddy at least once?" Nana gave him a mug of coffee with Marshmello's in it.

"Never. He's my baby lion. He had no choice but to leave. His country needed him. His family used to visit very now and then but his dad died and his Mom died soon after. I missed them alot, my mom is still alive, hopefully waiting for me to finally be happy. I'm not sad Nana, I'm waiting and Mark always kept his promises. He was a man of his words." Haechan looked so confident, Nana smiled at the male before him. How could someone love their partner to pieces?

Markles On Hyuckles then came sparkles, Continue Hyuckling for more Sparkings.

Nana chuckled at the piece of paper, as Haechan fell asleep, on his side, for the other was his husband's side. Still maintained untill he comes home. The pregnant male covered the beauty as he went to his room.

"How's Mom?" Michael asked as he came home late at night.

"Sleeping. Honey? When is the last time you had time for your mother?" Nana asked as his husband left an exasperated sigh.

"Baby I take her to the airport that's a thousand miles from home every valentine's. What else can I do?" Michael sounded selfish.

"That's not it Michael. You sound selfish, she raised you without a husband for twenty five years! And all you've ever done is take her to the airport every valentine's?! Spend time with her!!! More than you usually do! She so kind and sweet and you've been a fucking disgusting son who didn't value her existance!!" Nana slapped those letters on her husband's face. She took her pillow and went to their daughters room to sleep. About time Michael realized that his mother deserved an apology for the way he had treated her as a boy.

I'm a bad Mommy.