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When Mark got home, the house was quiet and the light was on in Matthew's room. It seemed like his son didn't sleep at Donghyuck's room tonight.

Mark sighed, he was obviously tired, physically and mentally.

Matthew was still mad at him even though Mark already offered him everything. Toys, candies and such, still didn't work.

Matthew still gave him a cold treatment.

Then, he decided to go to Matthew's room. He could see the light coming through the curtain and Matthew was sleeping soundly, hugging his lion stuff toys. Mark moved quietly. He was glad that the bed was really big for the two of them. Mark peeled back the covers just enough to slide beneath them. He slowly eased in beside Matthew and looked at Matthew's face.

The carbon copy of his face, the one that he was once thought about getting rid of. In his sleep, Matthew was mumbling something but then he settled in closer. Mark chuckled as he ran his fingers through his son's hair and kissed his forehead. The baby finally opened his eyes and rubbed slowly.

"Daddy?" Mark hummed as he leaned forward and brought Matthew closer to him.

"Did I wake you up?" the baby shook his head, as he hugged the lion stuff toys tightly. Slowly tried to distance himself from Mark.

Mark took a deep sigh, who knew Matthew would be this stubborn, "Matt, I'm sorry, okay? I know I've made you sad, but can you please forgive me already?"

Matthew looked at his dad, deciding whether he should forgive him or not. Perhaps he should, but maybe with a little addition of treat.

"Matt will forgive daddy," he said, but Mark knew Matthew has something on his mind. "—but daddy has to give Matt something,"

Mark chuckled as he nodded and without any further thinking, he said, "of course. What is my hero wants?"

Unbeknownst to him, Matthew was tricky and mischievous. He only masked it with his cute innocent face, just like him.

"Matt wants mommy,"

And again, the baby brought up the topic again.

"Champ, you don't even like aunt Mina—" Mark sighed, showing how frustrated he was as he remembered Mina gave him a hard slap on his face. "— and she's still mad at me,"

But Matthew shook his head, "no daddy. Not that auntie!" and now, the baby was playing cupid.

Mark furrowed his brow, "then, who?"

And Matthew couldn't hide his excitement anymore as he got up of the bed. "daddy. Give me your phone! phone!"