MAYBE GARAM was partly at fault, too.
I settled for less because I was too tired to resist Sihyuk Hyung.
But, to be fair, going back together with Song Sihyuk wasn’t really "settling for less."
A chaebol.
A Hyper-Dominant Alpha.
Tall, handsome, built like a fridge.
A good provider.
A doting father.
A very obsessed lover.
Well, yeah, Song Sihyuk could really be controlling sometimes.
But Hyung had never laid a hand on me.
Wow.
Look at me— defending the man who ruined my career because he wants me all to himself.
Well, the truth was, Garam had already forgiven Song Sihyuk about it.
I love Gunwoo more than I loved my career, after all.
"Dad, it’s time for dinner!"
Garam smiled when he heard his son’s voice from the other side of the door.
"Come in, baby."
Song Gunwoo wanted to eat at the hotel’s restaurant, so Garam dressed for the occasion.
He wanted to dress his son as well, but Song Gunwoo said he wanted his Alpha father to do it for him.
My baby stuck to Sihyuk Hyung like glue all day.
"Dad, are you ready?"
"Yes, I’m ready to go..."
Hmm?
Garam trailed off when he saw Song Gunwoo’s outfit: a white dress shirt with a bow tie, shorts, leather shoes, and high socks.
Plus, his son was holding what seemed like a menu?
"Baby, why are you dressed like a, uhm, waiter?"
"Because I am!" Song Gunwoo answered excitedly, and then he grabbed Garam’s hand. "Let’s go, Dad!"
Huh?
Garam let his son drag him to the beautiful balcony of the penthouse.
As expected, Song Sihyuk— who looked so dashing in his tailored black dinner suit— was already waiting there...
... while holding a bouquet of red roses.
How cliché.
Hyung is probably going to propose to me.
The romantic candlelight dinner setting behind Song Sihyuk made it obvious.
I’m glad I dressed up a little.
"So, we’re not eating out?" Garam asked his son playfully. "I thought you wanted to eat at the restaurant, baby."
"The restaurant is here, Dad!" Song Gunwoo said, smiling from ear to ear. "Daddy cooked our dinner for tonight!"
"Did you plan this with your daddy?"
"I planned everything, Dad!"
"That’s true," Song Sihyuk said while nodding. "Everything is our Gunwoo’s idea— the surprise dinner, the flowers, my outfit."
"I thought so."
After all, Song Sihyuk wasn’t that romantic to prepare a cheesy candle light dinner.
"For you, Garam-ah."
"Thank you, Hyung," Garam said when he accepted the bouquet of red roses, and then he smiled and leaned down to kiss Song Gunwoo on the cheek. "Thank you for planning this beautiful surprise, baby."
"Where’s my kiss, Garam-ah?"
Garam ignored Song Sihyuk’s whining because he was focused on his son.
Song Gunwoo’s face beamed with pride. "You’re welcome, Dad! Are you happy?"
"I am happy," Garam said. And, yes, he was genuinely happy. His happiness may not be as loud as it was, but he was still very much content with his life. "You make me happy, Gunwoo-ya."
Ah, it’s time.
Is my son holding an expensive camera?
Like he’d die if I said ’no.’
Song Sihyuk didn’t just look desperate now— he looked like a hungry predator.
This man still wants me so bad, even though I’m treating him like this.
Maybe that level of desperation deserved a little reward.
"A kiss to seal the deal doesn’t sound bad," Garam said, closing his eyes. "You may kiss me, Hyung. But make it kid-friendly since Gunwoo is watching."
And Song Sihyuk didn’t waste time.
The Alpha immediately cupped Garam’s face between his hands, capturing his lips for a chaste kiss.
He was glad that Song Sihyuk listened to his request.
After all, he heard continuous clicking sounds, along with Song Gunwoo’s voice.
"Congratulations, Dad and Daddy!"
Song Gunwoo took plenty of pictures of that moment.
***
THE romantic candlelight dinner that Song Sihyuk prepared reminded Garam of their early, happier days.
After all, the Alpha prepared his favorite pasta.
The one cooked in a giant cheese wheel.
Only the two of them were enjoying the simple but delicious dinner, though.
Song Gunwoo already left to have dinner with his Omega father-in-law.
"Garam-ah, could you please look at this contract?"
"Contract?" Garam asked, confused. "What is this contract for?"
"Our marriage contract," Song Sihyuk said in a serious tone. "I don’t want you to feel caged in our marriage, so I made a contract that states you can leave me anytime you want— especially if I mess up again."
Oho?
Is this the same man who always acts like he’ll die if I leave him...?
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