"DADDY!"
Song Sihyuk smiled when Gunwoo ran towards him as soon as the kid arrived at his penthouse.
He bent down and picked up his son.
And then he looked at Mija, who just remained standing near the door with Sheena— his Omega father’s trusted right-hand woman.
So, Appa didn’t come with them.
Of course, his Omega father-in-law should stay in the hospital with Lim Garam.
"What are you standing there for, Mija?" Song Sihyuk asked. "Come in."
"I’m not staying, Ahjussi. I just came to drop Gunwoo here," Mija said while shaking her head. "I’m going back to our apartment tonight."
"You mean Shin Geon and Shin Junho’s apartment?"
"Yes, Ahjussi. My stuff is there, so I can’t really stay elsewhere for long."
The shaman kid must be talking about the things related to, well, her being a shaman.
"I’ll be back and pick up Gunwoo tomorrow, Ahjussi."
"No need," Song Sihyuk said while shaking his head. "Gunwoo and I will visit Lim Garam tomorrow. You can just go straight to the hospital tomorrow if you want to."
Mija nodded. "Got it, Ahjussi."
Song Sihyuk just nodded.
"Good night, Ahjussi," Mija said, then she looked at Gunwoo and waved. "Good night, Gunwoo-ya. See you tomorrow."
"Good night, Noona," Gunwoo said while waving back at Mija. "Bye-bye."
Mija just nodded.
Sheena bowed politely to Song Sihyuk before leaving with the kid shaman.
And, now, Song Sihyuk was alone in his penthouse with his son.
"Gunwoo-ya, are you hungry?"
"No, Daddy," Gunwoo said while shaking his head. "I’m sleepy."
Pfft.
Cute.
"I brought my pajama and toothbrush," Gunwoo said while pointing at the backpack on his back. "Can you help me take a shower, Daddy?"
To be honest, that would be a first for Song Sihyuk.
But he didn’t mind doing it for his son, of course.
"I may not be good at it, but I’ll try," Song Sihyuk said, being honest with Gunwoo. "Let’s go."
***
"IS EVERYTHING alright, Garam-ah? That little girl who picked up your son seems to be in a hurry."
To be honest, Garam didn’t know the situation yet.
But he decided to trust Mija.
I know that she won’t do my son any harm.
"Don’t worry, Hyung," Garam assured Gong Hanseo. "Gunwoo just needs to go home because it’s already his bedtime."
He couldn’t tell Gong Hanseo everything, so he just said that.
It’s not that I don’t trust Hanseo Hyung— it’s just that it’s hard to explain about the shaman stuff.
"Are you sure, Garam-ah?"
"Yes, Hyung," Garam said, and then he quickly changed the topic. "How have you been, Hyung? What did you record while you were in L.A?"
As expected, Gong Hanseo’s face beamed instantly. "This is crazy, but I made a song for an international pop star. I can’t share the details yet, but this is a huge project, Garam-ah. I still can’t believe that a famous global artist that huge included my song in their album."
Aww.
Garam couldn’t help but smile while looking at how excited Gong Hanseo was.
I’m happy for Hyung.
"Oh, I’m sorry for getting excited on my own, Garam-ah."
"Why do you need to feel sorry for it, Hyung?"
Gong Hanseo lowered his head. "I know we’ve been producing songs for the last few years. But I don’t really know how you feel about... you know, about all of this..."
It seemed like their group’s oldest hyung had a time finding the right words to say.
Which was ironic since Gong Hanseo was a producer and a lyricist, at that.
But I know why Hanseo Hyung is acting like this— he’s afraid of hurting my feelings.
"Hyung, are you worried that I might be feeling inferior?"
Gong Hanseo lifted his head and opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Ah, I’m right.
Hmm.
I should be honest, then.
"Hyung, I’d lie if I say I don’t feel a bit jealous every time I see you and the kids on the news because of your achievements. But only a tiny bit, okay?" Garam said, smiling. And he wasn’t forcing himself— he was genuinely happy for his former group members. "But, to be honest with you, I feel more relieved than jealous. After all, I was the one who ruined the group’s career. So, I’m really glad that all of you have bounced back and become successful as solo artists."
"Garam-ah, we never blamed our disbandment on you."
"I know that, Hyung. Even so, I still feel bad."
"The kids will get hurt if they know you’ve been thinking like that all this time."
Garam smiled while shaking his head. "All of you are a softie for me. It’s all your fault that I’ve become spoiled."
"You deserve to be spoiled, brat," Gong Hanseo said, matching Garam’s tone. And then he turned serious. "Are you really okay, Garam-ah?"
"I am, Hyung. You saw how happy I am as Gunwoo’s dad, didn’t you?"
"I’m not asking how are you as a father— I’m asking how you are as Lim Garam."
Oh.
That actually made Garam stop and think about himself.
After giving birth to Gunwoo, his life changed.
That’s how the other parents from the daycare call me.
Am I really fine?
"Garam-ah, I know that you’re doing a good job as Gunwoo’s father. And I’m proud of that. My dongsaeng has become a wonderful dad," Gong Hanseo said, putting his hand on top of Garam’s hand. "But I want to know how you truly feel."


***
Lim Garam raised our baby well, huh?
My son is a genius.
Lim Garam also packed shampoo, baby bath, and our son’s toothpaste for children.
Lim Garam really raised our son with love, huh?
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