With Choices Comes Consequences

Part Three - Iced Americano

Baekhyun woke up the next morning to the sound of his phone buzzing somewhere nearby. Strands of hair tickled his nose causing him to scrunch it in attepmt to avoid sneezing.

The brunette looked down with tired eyes and breathed in the scent of his son's hair. The boy was still laying on Baekhyun's chest, now cuddled in the crook of his father's neck.

With a content sigh, Baekhyun reached up and rubbed his eyes, knowing that he had to get his day started, no matter how badly he wanted to stay like this with his son.

Not wanting to wake the boy up or have him awake at such an hour, Baekhyun carefully wrapped his arms around Sehun before slowly sitting himself up, holding Sehun close to him in the process.

He kept the sleeping boy against his chest as he cautiously scoots to the end on his bed before silently pushing himself off with his feet. Holding Sehun's head against his heart, Baekhyun carried him to his own bed.

Usually in the mornings, Baekhyun would wake Sehun up as he would have his AM classes at kindergarten and get him ready for school. Then, Baekhyun would make breakfast for him as his mother was usually still asleep and his father would just be getting up as well. Baekhyun's father would then drive Sehun to school as he needed to head to work about the same time Sehun needed to be in. Baekhyun would stay at home and get the place cleaned by doing dishes or laundry.

But, the weekends were a bit different.

On weekends, Baekhyun worked both morning and night shifts, figuring the weekends were the best time to make the most money by picking up more hours. Saturdays he usually worked nights, and mornings on Sundays. His father would often drive him in on Sunday mornings as his father had a consistent work schedule.

As today was Sunday, Baekhyun wanted to make sure Sehun had all the sleep he could get while the brunette was getting ready for work.

After gently laying the boy down on his own bed, only receiving a small whine when he was pulled away, Baekhyun let his fingers linger against his son's skin.

There was no doubt that Baekhyun was extremely close with his son, but it was expected as the boy was his only source of happiness for the past five years. As Baekhyun couldn't rely on his husband to lean on whenever he needed to feel love, he instead turned to his son as the one person he could seek comfort in.

Sehun was conceived only one year after Baekhyun had gotten married, being as he was rushed into marriage at the tender age of twenty-one, and at the time he had no plans of having any kids, hoping to spend the first few years of the married life with his husband, doing such things like traveling abroad and visiting the places he always dreamed of seeing as a kid. But, his husband, just like everything else in their toxic relationship, rushed into having kids, claiming that he was wealthy enough to manage a kid at such a young age. And Baekhyun believed him, because he was right. The man Baekhyun married was extremely well off and didn't even need to bat so much as an eyelash at the possibility of ever struggling and while the money was never the reason Baekhyun married the man, sometimes he wished it was. Maybe, if he did marry for the money, all the years of being fed lies and only getting let down wouldn't have hurt so much. Maybe, he wouldn't have regretted falling in love.

It was that man that made even the slightest bit of possible connections Baekhyun made with someone waver and snap off in an instant. He was the one that made Baekhyun fear to fall in love again.

Losing track of time, something he finds happening a lot whenever he's in the presence of his son, the brunette realized that his phone had stopped buzzing on its own.

He quickly leaned down and kissed his son's head, "I love you, baby." He whispered to the sleeping boy before turning around and making his way to gis bed, looking for his phone.