My Son, Beomhyun

Chapter 124

It was already four in the morning and Beomgyu was still fully awake. Though a bit drowsy and still a bit tired due to the fact that they stayed up just to watch the meteor shower up 'till eleven.

Closing his eyes, Beomgyu buried his nose on Taehyun's hair, smelling the vanilla scented shampoo his lover would always use. It was rather addicting, along with the fact that it would always give off a relaxing feeling.

When Beomgyu was about to get out of bed, Taehyun grab hold of his shirt, tugging Beomgyu back and buried his face on the older male's chest.

"Where do you think you're going?" Taehyun spoke, voice muffled and raspy.

Beomgyu lets out a chuckle, wrapping his arms around Taehyun's waist. "I have to go to work, love."

Upon hearing the reply, Taehyun groans and presses his cheek against the older's chest, hugging him even tighter. "Can't you just stay in? The bed gets so cold without you."

"You know I can't, Soobin-hyung will kill me." Beomgyu chortles.

"No he won't," Taehyun mumbles, eyes half-open. "Besides he doesn't have a say in it because he and Yeonjun-hyung literally do their alone time in mornings like this."

"Oh? And who told you that?" Beomgyu asked, voice full of tenderness and amusement.

Taehyun smirks. "Yeonjun-hyung, who else?"

"So..." the raven haired male looks up at Beomgyu, his doe-y eyes sparkling.

"Are you willing to clock in late?"

Beomgyu chuckles as he shook his head, pulling Taehyun closer as he placed his cheek on top of his lover's hair and smiles.

"Of course Taehyun-ah."

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It was a lovely afternoon and Beomhyun was simply enjoying it by watching Kyle play the piano. Often times the young Huening would also teach him along with other instruments that Kyle knew of.

Which were a lot.

Also along with the fact that the young music prodigy had also begged Beomhyun to sing while he plays the piano.

But what he didn't expect was that his appa-Gyu had sent him a meesage that he was going to pick him up.

So currently, Beomhyun was in a cafe having a staring battle with his appa-Gyu.

"Alright appa, tell me why the sudden message of you telling me that you'd fetch me from school?" Beomhyun asked, he leans back before folding his arms as he rose an eyebrow.

"What did you do this time?"

"Nothing!" Beomgyu says. "I just wanna ask you something son."

"Is it about the wall of your office full of bullet holes because of Auntie Moh-wa's non-stop teasing?" Beomhyun asked.

"No, your aunt is going through her mid-life crisis so cross that off your mind." Beomgyu says.

"You broke something papa owns then."

"No I haven't." Beomgyu denies.

The young boy smirked, clearly not buying it. "You did didn't you?"

"No, really I haven't!" Beomgyu insisted.

Beomhyun tilts his head, frowning. "Okay? Well then why-"

"I um- I wanted ask your permission to, well..." Beomgyu draws in a breath. "Marry your father."

Beomhyun's eyes widen and his jaw dropped. "W-Wait appa are you..." the young boy blinks. " Are you seriously asking me, your kid, your own blood-relative, half look-a-like to give you my blessing for you to marry papa?"

"Well yes, I-I mean..." Beomgyu stammers, rubbing his right shoulder. "Isn't it the proper way of asking the lover's hand in marriage?"

"Appa why would you ask my blessing just to marry papa?" Beomhyun asked with a chortle. "Even if you proposed to him without telling me anything I'll be completely fine!"

"Now that..." Beomgyu points out, gently smacking his son's forehead with a teaspoon. "Is rude."

Beomhyun pouts, playfully rubbing his forehead. Though it was merely just a tap that didn't that felt like nothing other than a cold metal damped on hid forehead.

"It didn't sit well with me if I don't ask you Byun-ah. Between the two of us, you've been with your father throughout. You know him more than I do for the past years and I know that you tried to escape from Soojun's mansion right after he took you in." Beomgyu utters. "Soojun also told me that time that you were trying to get back to Busan."

The young brunette nodded, remembering that he was so close of climbing the big concrete walls of the manor when Soojun appeared out of nowhere and dragged him back to the mansion.

Beomhyun shrugs, "I mean, what do you expect? You guys scared the hell out off me. I tried escaping several times, but unfortunately Soojun-hyung would always find me and drag me back to the mansion."

"But what's the point of that of you asking for my blessing? As I said last year, if you guys are happy then why would I be against that?" Beomhyun pats his father's hand.

"You don't need to ask for my blessing appa," the young boy gives him an assuring smile and chuckles. "But since I know you'd still ask me about it then yes, you have my blessing."

Beomgyu chortles as he ruffles his son's hair. "Thank you bud."

"Of course!" Byun utters. "But as along as I get to participate on buying the ring."

Beomgyu nods in agreement accompanied by a chuckle. "Sure, you got yourself a deal son," he says.

"But that's not the only thing I was meaning to ask you though." the older male says.

Beomhyun gestures his dad to continue taking a cookie from the tray. "Okay then, fire 'way appa."

"Have you been interested in someone lately?"

As soon as the question had been fired, Beomhyun stared at his dad with a shocked expression as he took a bite on the chocolate cookie he had on hand.

"What?" Beomhyun asked absent-mindedly, still munching on his cookie.

"Do you have a crush on someone?" Beomgyu asked.

The young boy blinked a bit too fast and opened his mouth. "A-A crush?"

Beomgyu tilts his head. "Do you?"

Quickly Beomhyun furrowed his brows and shook his head vigorously. "Appa what're you talking about of course I don't have one, I'm too young for that!"

"Not even a teeny-tiny one?" Beomgyu asked.

The young boy furrowed his brows and shook his head along with defensively saying.

"Never."

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I hope you liked the chapter:)

-Ria