"Grandma? What you making?" Little Miley tugged at her grandma's shirt.
"Macarons honey." Haechan giggled softly as he lifted his grand daughter onto the kitchen counter.

"Grandpa favy sweet." Miley's small arms seal slapped.

"Mom? Umm did Dad ever send you another letter?" Michael kissed Haechans chubby cheeks.

"No.........He never sent me another letter. Why?" Haechan slammed the tray thrice and left the macarons to set as he lifted Miley and waddled to the living room.

"Nana is at the post office trying to find out something. Atleast." Michael smiled at his gorgeous mother who gave him a small smile.

"Have I become a burden for you? I'm just asking if I'm bothering you with my memories." Haechan pouted as his son hugged him tightly.

"You were the best blessing God ever gave me Mom. I love you so much." Michael kissed his mother's forehead as he bobbed their foreheads and left for work.

Haechan overlooked the sunflower garden, it had begun to wither, heaving a heavy sigh the red head closed the curtains. Meanwhile Nana was at the waiting room of the head of the post office to speak things through. Thankfully Jeno was influencial that he got a chance.

"Well Hello there dear. What can do for you?" The post master gave him a sweet smile and sat himself down.

"I.....I need an information about letters that were returned 25 years ago." Nana nervously bit his lips.

"Ohhh Kayyyy. Now that's a very long time dear. Anyways I'm Kun, and may I know why you want information about letters that were returned 25 years ago? Are you a cop or journalist or something?" Kun chuckled at the pregnant boy. Nana sighed with a sniff.

"I work at the theatre, I'm an English literature teacher, I'm actually on my maternity leave and the reason I want to know about it is because of mother in law. He's been waiting for 26 years of his life for his husband and only once he had got a letter,but ever since then all his letters were returned." Nana seemed very upset that Kun sighed.

"What was the address? Or the name of the said person?" Kun left and was back with a very huge dusty book.

"Umm........The Address is 66/1,Gangnam street,Forth Ave,Seoul." Nana mumbled.

"Wait............This sounds very familiar, hmmm.........Are you perhaps talking about a Lee Donghyuck who married his highschool sweetheart Mark Lee?" Kun looked up and the pregnant boy gasped softly as he nodded with a soft smile.

"Hmm........ according to this record ten letters had come from a place called The Resonance Regiment. Captain Mark Lee. How come he didn't receive his letters? Tell me what's wrong?" The post master looked so worried that Nana had to tell him what and why he was here.

"That's so heartbreaking but romantic in the same time. I remember those two being cheesy brats in love but Mark was chicken he didn't have the courage to confess until Hyuckie was 18. That golden boy would die for Mark, he loved him so much, their love made our eyes water. Why don't you speak to Jeno? He left with Mark right? Wait lemme give you his number." Kun was actually crying softly. So much for being an emotional wreck.

"Daddy's out of town, He's gone to help with the landslide thingy." The pregnant beauty giggled at the beautiful male.

"Fuck. Did Jaemin really get you married to Marks son?" Kun chuckled but the boy shook his head.

"No. Actually we ended up falling in love. We have a daughter Miley. She's three." Nana smiled sweetly.

"Sweet, I had Chenle very late but he a loud ass brat. Anyways honey you need to talk to Jeno maybe he might know, I'll call you if I can get hold of those letters. But I can't promise anything, it's so long. I don't even think he's alive anymore, that plane crash was so gruesome. I'm sorry honey but I'll try my best. Anything for that Teddy Bear." Kun giggled softly and Nana hugged him and left.

Nana drove all the way to Jeno, to find his medical camp where he offered to help. His father was there of course,helping and being the Sweetheart he was. Jeno squealed hugging his son and patted the four month old baby bump.

"Daddy can you spare me a few seconds?" Nana baby voice as the older nodded carefully guiding the pregnant male to a chair.

"What is it baby?" Jeno caressed Nana's cheeks.

"I want to know a about Mark. Mommy had a mild heart attack last week because Mom said Mark was dead. Daddy please........I want to help him, he sits at the airport every valentine's like Caroline. I don't want him to have the ending she had." Nana squeezed his father arms tightly.

"Jaemin just looses it because he cares, and loves him. Mark and I left together but.........he was a pilot, the captain and I was a doctor. We had seperate duties to serve and I only met him when he was injured. He was always badly injured. But........... I wasn't said to go on that plane so I went on the second one. I came home and he crashed. As far as I remember his body wasn't found or declared dead. So maybe he's out there alive but we can't be sure that he isn't dead. I won't say that Hyuckie is being dramatic because the way he loved Mark, by standing for him and with him, proved that it was the purest and I'm proud that you are doing such a big thing for my baby that even his best friend's couldn't. I love you Nana." Jeno kissed Nana's forehead and hugged him tightly.

"I love you too Daddy." Saying so the pregnant male left, letting his tears fall as he realized how much of a back story wad yet to unveil. Nana was confident, of whatever he was doing, or was finding.