“No you are not “
“Then how do you expect me to handle this su?”
“You just can’t go! Or else I am going to come with you.”
“Junsu stop acting like a child. I can’t. You still have your medical checkup.”
“But I want to come with you.”
“Then what about our baby? He is just a month old to be left alone without his mommy or daddy isn’t it?”
“But I don’t want you to go..”
Yoochun cradled the crying man in his arm.
Their baby had safely arrived to the world last month and Junsu’s emotion is still unstable. Yoochun is even refrained from going to work for the whole month. During the pregnant period, he can bring Junsu to the office but now, Junsu need a comfortable place and lots of rest.
He sighed. Looking at the dull face in his arm. Face smeared with tear. His Junsu. Yoochun smile and give a soft peck before pulling his husband towards the bed. The other is tired.
Their baby is sleeping in the next room.
A soft knock on the doors and a click resounding alarming the door is being open.
“He is sleeping chun-ah?”
“Yes mom”
The old woman gets inside and sit herself beside the sleeping man. Running her finger smothering the black hair. On instint, Junsu turn his face towards Mrs. Park thigh and nuzzled his face before he fall asleep again. Yoochun move closer to trap the sleeping man in between.
Mrs. Park smiles genuinely. She is proud to say that Junsu is her son-in-law and she is proud every time she heard Junsu laugh in front of her. No more feeling like a bad witch, as quote by his son.
“Just don’t go Yoochun-ah. Your brother can handle it.”
“I know Yoohwan can handle it mom, but the investor from there never even meet me once during this whole agreement. I am feeling a bit worry if I taint our company image mom.” Pecking his husband’s soft locks.
“But Junsu is still recovering. He gonna need you.”
“I know”
The mother and son let the silence grow.
~
Junsu woke up to the warm morning. The window is left opened. There is this emptiness he feels around him.
‘Yoochun’
Junsu jump out of the bed and run to his baby room.
‘What if Yoochun still decide to go’
‘Yoochun go without telling him’
‘His husband will be gone for a month. A month’
But there, behind the baby blue door, Junsu saw him. He let his breath out. Before storming inside to stand right in front of his smiling husband. Yoochun is cradling their baby in his arm.
“Hi baby.” The deep husky voice greets him. Lean a bit forward to leave a peck on his chapped lips.
“I thought you go.” Soft words come out from Junsu. His eyes never leave his husband who is putting their baby into the cradle. Junsu take a step to the front near the baby cot . Slowly cupping his baby cheeks. He let out a chuckle when the little one move his hands and knocking on Junsu’s wrist. He let out a sigh while leaning on his husband broad chest.
Yoochun’s hand is around his waist. Yoochun cheek on Junsu’s temple, they both had an identical smile on their face with their eyes fix on the tiny bundle in a blue blanket.
Junsu turn his body in his husband’s arm remembering back his worry this morning.
“Are you still going?” puppy eyes on strike.
“Not anymore, Yoohwan will have to bear with this a little longer.” Running his thumb on his Junsu’s button nose. The smile is infectious.
“Love you”
“Love you too but not your morning breathes. Let’s shower” Yoochun laugh loudly at the pout on Junsu’s lip.
~
The hall is light brightly, with lots of decoration, fresh roses and daisies around the hall. There is colorful confetti dropping slowly from above. Bubbles floating in the air. On the middle of the hall, on the huge table, a five layer cake design in blue creamy frosting.
All the chattering and sound in the room drop to silent, everyone gaze fix at the stair, ParkYoochun with his arm around Park Junsu, and a five years old boy, Park Jiyong in his arm. The little boys arm around his father’s neck. A bright smile on the tiny plump lip that descended from his umma. The hall is booming with clap from the guest.
Right when the happy family reaches the last stair, those who are near great them with a wish of happy birthday for the little Park. The room is back with more chatters talking about the party and the new family.
Today it the fifth anniversary of Park Jiyong and the family is celebrating it. Can be seen Junsu is trying to keep his son from running away while Yoochun only grin at his husband effort.
“Let him be baby.”
“But it will be a hassle when it’s time to cut the cake.”
“I’m not going anywhere umma, I promise” determination in his voice.
“aiiish…be back here as soon as you can okay?”
“Love you” and the little boy is out of his view.
Yoochun peck his pouting lips.
“The last time he said the word promise to us, we have to close the entire mall so we can search for him.”
Yoochun rich laugh is heard.
“Then this time. It will be much easier, just like the mall, there is guard on every door and they will noticed if he went outside, which is I’m sure not gonna happen and baby, of course there is no kidnappers either.”
Junsu give a soft push on his husband’s chest.
“He loves commotion, just like his appa.”
Yoochun turn his husband to face him. Gazing into the tadpoles eyes. He pull the man for a kiss and a whisper,
“But his appa love his umma more.”
Junsu roll his eyes at his husband before he lean forward to hide his blushing face in his husband’s chest.
A mumble of ‘I love you too’ is heard and in the big grand hall, can be spot a couple lost in their own world, swaying softly to the music and at the other corner, a little five years old boy playing with the bubble blower.
And in all of it, there is love in the air…..along with a sudden excessive floating bubble.
