>>BAEKHYUN'S POV<<
Friday night. 8:09PM.
The party was over. Me, Byeol, and Debby walked home. *Like Duh, our home is just next door.* I'm now sitting in the sofa with baby Byeol. Watching cartoons. Spongebob, to be exact.
"Hyungie ah, if Debby noona is my umma for now, does it mean that you're my appa?" Byeol asked, showing a I-AM-CURIOUS-ANSWER-ME-PLEASE look.
*Um what to say???*
"....Y-yeah.. Hehe. Why? Don't you want to be my son?" I said and pouted.
"Of course I want to, appa!" He said and glomped on me. *How cute this kid can get?*
"Oh look appa! Patrick Star!" He suddenly pointed at the TV, laughing. *I think I don't wanna let go of this child.*
"DINNER'S READY!" -Debby
>>FAST FORWARD<<
Morning. 7:05AM.
I felt something warm on my stomach.. *I don't remember having a dog.* I thought as I touched it's back. *Wait, is this dog bald or something?* I traveled my hand a bit higher, I felt hair on it's head. *Why is this dog only has hair on his head and not on it's body?* The 'dog' suddenly giggled.
*Oh it giggled........ THE DOG GIGGLED?!*
My eyes immidiately shot open.
I saw Byeol on the top of me and Debby on my right side. Both were smiling and hiding their laughter. *So it was Byeol.. Whew.*
The way the sun hits Debby's face was like magic.. It was awfully enchanting, like how she smiles directly to me, it feels like heaven. Her eyes twinkled like the stars in the night time.... Okay I'm cheesy.
"Good morning appa!" Byeol greeted me. "Are you ready for today?" Debby suddenly asked. "Ready for what?" I said and hugged Byeol. She rolled her eyes, "We're going to the park today!" she beamed. "But before that..."
Guess what?
They attacked me with tickles.
"AHAHAHAHA! S-STOP! HAHAHA!" I laughed as they both tackled me.
I got Debby's wrist. *My turn.*
She stopped laughing. "Oh no." I grinned evilly and poked her sides with Byeol.
*I wish we're always like this. We look like a happy family.*
After the "Tickle war", we stormed downstairs to eat breakfast.
"Say ahh~" Debby said as she stuffed some porridge into Byeol's mouth.
"Feed me too!" I demanded her and pouted like a kid.
"But you got hands.." She protested.
I raised my head, "Fine fine." She said and stuffed the porridge in my mouth harshly.
"Yah! Be gentle!" I whined and stomped my feet. "Okay okay!" She rolled her eyes and took a spoonful of the food and carefully fed it to me. I smiled in satisfaction and mentally did a victory dance.
After finishing our breakfast, Debby prepared Byeol's bath.
"Take off Byeol's clothes." She told me and I obeyed her. *This is what good husbands do, right?*
As soon as she finished cleaning Byeol, she asked me to help her carry him.
I took a step forward to them and just stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.
"Why are you just standing there? Help me carry him."
"......Um.."
"Don't tell me you don't know how to carry a kid?"
"......K-kinda.."
"Give me your hands."
She took my hands and positioned them, as if I was carrying a imaginary baby. She gave me Byeol, "Use your right hand to support his weight, and your left hand to support his back." I nodded and did what she told me.
As soon as everyone was ready, we headed to the park.
The park was beautiful. It felt like I haven't been here since forever. Couples sitting on the bench, holding hands.
We sat under an old oak tree as we watched Byeol play around with some other kids.
"I wonder how our child looks like." I said. Debby choked on her bubble tea, *Did I say something wrong?*
"...Uh, what?" she asked.
"Nah, I was just wondering how our kid looks like," I said. "I want a boy one first."
"...Yah.. It's too early, we're not even married yet."
"After the marriage of course. I want a boy one first because, I want him to protect our little girl from the bastard who will make her cry—" I was cut off by my stupid cellphone.
Ring ring. Ring ring. Ring ring.
"Aren't you gonna answer that?" She said.
"...Oh yeah. H-haha." I awkwardly answered.
"Hello umma? Yes she's with me. Oh? The wedding? Yes of course I know about it.
WHAT?! IT WILL HAPPEN IN 3 WEEKS TIME?!"
AN: Lolol hohohoho.

BINABASA MO ANG
He's hot, I'm NOT.
RomansaTwo different people crossed each other's way, will they be able to handle the RIDE OF A LIFETIME?