"Seoul" BBH | PCY

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AN: AYE GUESS WHO'S HERE! It's your least favourite author akdjdjfjs finally I'm back with the sequel to Havana and look at the title to this one. See what I did there? No? Okay :') ANYWAYS the sequel is here and I'm excited to see all of your reactions! I'll try to end this one a lot less shittier than the other two stories I made akdjdfnf

Baekhyun's P.O.V

15th day since my daughter and I arrived to Korea.

Ever since he left, I had stepped my life up. Heck, I even went to America to live and study, only for my daughter's sake.

We lived with another of my friends. I had gotten into a good school, by using every last dime I had and the support of my friend.

I couldn't support Miyoung by myself, so of course my friend helped out.

"Papa, when are we gonna see mommy?" Miyoung, asked.

"We have to be patient, mija. Are you hungry?" I asked while adjusting the way I was holding her in my arms.

Due to her mom's petite body, and my body as well, Miyoung turned out to be a very small girl.

Her legs and arms were thin, but not because I wasn't feeding her. The exact opposite actually. I feed her larger amounts of food than a girl her age would eat.

The doctors said it was her metabolism that was very fast, and that also caused her huge appetite. As long as she was healthy and not underweight, it was fine.

"Mhm! Very hungry!"

"Alright, let's look around and see if there's a restaurant or café. Mija, do you think you can walk a bit on your own? Papa's bones aren't exactly young, y'know?" I asked while chuckling a bit, and placed her down as she nodded.

I held her hand tightly, because we were in a crowded area.

"Papa, look! There's a café!" She said and pointed somewhere.

"Viva polo? Alright, let's go there." I smiled and lifted her again, since the crowd seemed to be even more crowded there.

There was so many girls around screaming for something, but I couldn't hear it.

The café was big, and I had barely managed to get the table I found.

"What even is the reason for this chaos?" I whispered to myself, while looking through the menu card.

"Mija, do you want the cheesy noodles? Like the ones uncle used to make in America?" I asked her and softly stroked her hair. Her eyes lit up as she nodded.

I chuckled and mentally noted carbonara in my head for my daughter. As for myself.. I would just go with eggplant and spicy ground beef.

A waiter came over to our table, a bit after.

"After you ready to order, sir?" The waiter asked. He was a small boy, but not that much younger, judging by his face and voice.

He had a mature look to him. His name tag said "Moon Taeil".

"Papa, I'm hungry!" Miyoung said.

"Oh, right. Yes we are. One carbonara, and one eggplant and spicy ground beef." I said, and the waiter wrote them down quickly.

"Small, medium or large?" He asked yet again.
"For the carbonara, a small, and a large for the eggplant and spicy ground beef." The waiter wrote down some more before asking us the last question.

"What will you be drinking with it?"

After getting Miyoung in my hands, I had stopped everything bad or possibly harmful to Miyoung in anyway.

Smoking, drinking and having affairs, you name it. I was considering some alcohol to ease the noise, but I quickly brushed off that thought.

"Just two glasses of water, thank you."

"Alright, your order will be right up." He smiled and left.

I took out some colouring pencils and A5 papers for Miyoung, so she could occupy herself while we waited for our food.

I cursed inwardly when I felt the need to empty my bladder. I looked over at Miyoung who was happily drawing something.

"Hey mija, do you need to use the bathroom?" I asked but she unfortunately shook her head. A waiter with our drinks came at the perfect timing though.

"Wait! Before you leave, can you watch over my daughter while I quickly go to the bathroom, please?" I asked the stranger who's name was "Kim Dongyoung".

The bunny like waiter nodded his head, and I thanked him as I went to the bathroom.

After finishing my business inside of the bathroom, I went back to the table, to see bunny waiter and Miyoung conversing.

The waiter bid Miyoung goodbye, and waved a bit at her.

"Bye bye bunny!" She cutely yelled after him.

"What did you draw, baby?" I said and looked at her drawing.

"I drew papa, me and that boy papa has in his phone!" Miyoung smiled proudly at her drawing.

Ah right, the boy I had in my phone. The boy who's also known as Park Chanyeol. I never forgot him.

"That's very beautiful, mija. You could become an artist when you grow up!" I said to her.

"No! I wanna be a princess." I kissed her forehead.

"You're already papa's princess."

"A carbonara, and eggplant and spicy ground beef." A waiter said while placing the food down.

"Ah yes tha—" I froze. I felt Miyoung hug my sleeve.

"Papa, is that mommy?"