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Chan had been noticeably distant all week. He didn't want to be, he tried his best to smile and laugh with Jisung and Changbin, but the other two saw right through it. They could see he was worried like he had been the first time they were apart, but the other two were determined not to be split up again, Chan just didn't know it yet.

Luckily, on the day of their first concert, Chan was too excited to mope around. Nobody would have been able to tell how sad he'd been all week when they saw him on stage, he had as much energy and enthusiasm as the usual Chan did. There were thousands of people at the venue, all cheering for 3Racha when they walked out on stage and it didn't stop throughout the whole of the evening. Jisung didn't feel as nervous as he thought he would. He couldn't see many faces which was reassuring, but he felt like he lost himself on stage and became the person he'd always wanted to be. When he was up there, he didn't care what people thought, not anymore.

The concert was an amazing experience for all of them. They'd never had so many people cheering for them before. Chan thought he could spend the rest of his life like this, forgetting all about The U.K. he was supposed to travel back to in a few days until he was walking off the stage. He was dripping with sweat from the performance, his breathing uneven as he pushed his hair back, "holy fuck, that was amazing!" He enthused.

"Chan, you shouldn't swear around children!" Jisung gasped.

Chan's eyebrows snapped together, his head turning in the direction that Jisung was looking in. He saw a little girl standing a few steps away, a bunch of flowers in her hands that were far too big for her and a pretty, pink dress on. Her black hair was up in bunches with little ribbons tied in it and she was running in the direction of Chan, Jisung and Changbin.

"Daddy!" She yelled as Chan gasped, dropping to his knees and engulfing the small girl in a tight, loving and far overdue hug.

"Yena, oh my god. Why are you here, sweetheart? Who are you with?" He asked, holding her back to take in her grinning face and the flowers that were starting to get crushed by their hug. To save that from happening, Chan took them out of her hands and passed them to Jisung before pulling her into another tight hug, "I've missed you so much, sweetheart."

"I missed you too, daddy!" Yena giggled, her small arms trying to wrap around Chan's chest but only reaching halfway. Chan looked over her shoulder and saw Yujin standing a few meters off. Chan hadn't seen her smile in a long time, but when she looked at Chan and Yena now the corners of her lips were starting to tug upwards. Her hair was curled and she wore a long, flowy dress showing she'd made an effort for the occasion but Chan didn't understand why. She usually seemed like she couldn't care less about Yena, and certainly Chan.

"One second, sweetheart. I just need to go and talk to mummy, ok?" He said as he stood up.

Yena nodded, looking disappointed until Jisung spoke up, "hey, Yena. Do you want me and Changbin to show you what the backstage of a concert looks like?"

Thrilled by the idea, Yena hurried off with Jisung and Changbin, her small hands holding both of theirs as Chan and Yujin were left alone. "Hey," Yujin said, her smile not fading as she was confronted by Chan.

"How come you and Yena are here? How did you know about this?"

"Someone called me, I think his name was Jisung. He told me about the concert and he paid for us to fly out her," she explained, pausing to sigh, "I need to apologise to you."

"What for?"

"For being an awful mother for Yena. I'm not with my boyfriend anymore. 

"While Yena was at home more, I realised the way he treated her and me wasn't right, no child should be around a person like him. He was high all the time and brought a lot of dodgy people around and I apologise because I allowed it and I know you always wanted the best for her. She always looks happy when she's with you, I guess that made me a little jealous when I should have cared more about who she felt safe with."

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