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[so i made a promise to a certain someone that i'd upload a bonus chapter of HY so here it goes! enjoy!!]

"......I love you, Beomgyu. More than the single word love can ever express, more than I'm able to express, and more than I can ever be able to express. I promise you that even when the stars collide, and the world fall apart like everything was just a meaningless play of fate, I'll still stand by your side, loving you and cherishing you like you're the only person my heart revolves around. I love you like it's my last life, like you're my last love, and like every day is my last day existing in this universe. I love you so much, Beom. And I promise to not only repeat the three words sincerely, but to show you in our everyday life how much you mean to me. Thank you, once again, for everything, my precious. I love you so much."

Beomgyu was looking down by the end of it, and a choked sob escaped his mouth. He softly sniffled, looking up while pressing his quivering lips together, and trying to hold himself. His eyes were met with Yeonjun's, who was staring at him as though he had never seen another person so gorgeous and ethereal, as though it was his first time ever making an eye-contact with Choi Beomgyu, the person to give his entire existence a meaning.

Yeonjun massaged the younger's palm which was already in his hand and whispered with an adoring smile, "Don't cry. Doesn't suit you."

"Shut up." Beomgyu whispered back with a slight puff on his nude-lipstick applied lips, eyes glistening brightly.

"You two may kiss now." The priest's chuckle-filled voice came.

Yeonjun smiled a little mischieviously, and before Beomgyu could lunge forward, the elder crouched down. Beomgyu's eyes widened, gaping clearly. Yeonjun gently took his husband's hand and pressed his plump lips on his knuckles. The crowd exploded into applaud and cheers-

Beomgyu turned off the TV at this point and huffed, "Go to sleep." He pointed at their big grandpa clock, which Yeonjun loved to call wifey clock, because it was pink in color.

"Pa, whyyyyy??" Their five year old boy whined, seated over Yeonjun's shoulder, two legs over his two shoulders.

"Because we'll visit your Grammas tomorrow and I'll wake you up at seven in the morn." Beomgyu answered, leaning against their bed's headboard.

"Pleaseeeeeeeee?" The kid tried again, forcing out his bottom lip.

"No, Bam." Being the stern Pa Beomgyu was, he answered and then looked over to his eleven years old daughter Yeonji, who was grinning. "And you, my lady, what are you laughing at?"

"Dad was so romantic!" The short-haired girl made a face with squinted eyes and a naughty tight-lipped stretch.

"Hey, not the past tense!" Yeonjun countered dramatically, putting down Beomhyun from his shoulders on bed. "I'm still romantic."

"No wonder why Pa is so spoiled." Yeonji scoffed playfully.

"Why? Are you jealous, perhaps?" Beomgyu challenged with a sharply arched brow.

"I'm not jealous. You don't know Pa, but me and Dad are in a competition that who loves you more- ouch Hyun what was that for?" She rubbed her thigh where his brother punched.

"I love Pa the most! Ha, losers!" Beomhyun raised an upside-down thumb and stuck his tongue out.

Yeonji stared at her with venom for two seconds and then hit him back with rather softness. "You're the loser. You don't even know how to spell 'Elephant'."

"No!! I knowww!!" The youngest pouted. "E L I F A N-" Before he could say the last letter, his Pa gently smacked him.

"You brat, what did I teach you just this morning?" Beomgyu scolded. "It's E L E P H A N T not E L I F A N T. And I swear Bam if I have to correct you this once more, I'll spank you."

"Sweetheart, his name is Beomhyun." Yeonjun heaved an exasperated sigh, pulling his daughter closer. "For Christ's sake, call him by his name, Beomgyu, name!"

His husband shot him a burning glare, pulling Beomhyun closer. "If you don't want to, then don't call him Bam. I'll call my baby whatever I wanna, right baby?" He wrapped his arms around the kid and smiled softly at him.

"Yessss!" Beomhyun squealed and kissed his Pa's cheek, creating a squeak sound.

Yeonjun and Yeonji, both snickered in unison. "Bleugh." They let out in sync, and glancing at each other, started laughing.

Beomgyu looked at them fondly with a tender smile tugged on his lips and exhaled a soft sigh. His family was just perfect.

Unconsciously, he pulled Beomhyun closer, who was already snuggled up in his embrace. Beomgyu slumped against the headboard with a warm heart, hoping to drift off into a sound slumber, knowing if he fell asleep, his husband would surely take care of the kids and tuck them in.

He loved them so much. So, so much....