GARAM sighed while shaking his head.
Now that he saw Song Sihyuk safe and sound with his own eyes, he was relieved.
As soon as his in-laws arranged their flight, he and Song Gunwoo immediately flew to Jeju Island. Then they went straight to the hospital where Song Sihyuk was confined.
And now that he was relieved, he could finally "beat up" his husband.
"Hyung, you’re already in your forties, and yet you still fought with someone much younger than you," Garam said while gently smacking Song Sihyuk in the back. His husband "complained," even though they both knew that it didn’t hurt. "Why are you suddenly being immature?"
To be fair, he was glad that Song Sihyuk fought with Kim Heedo.
Thanks to their stupid brawl, they missed their flight.
"Now, don’t you have anything you want to say to me?"
"I’m sorry, Garam-ah," Song Sihyuk said sincerely while looking up at Garam. "I’m sorry for making you worry."
Garam finally stopped hitting his husband, and then he burst into tears.
Of course, he was relieved that Song Sihyuk wasn’t on the plane that crashed.
But, even so, that didn’t mean he was completely fine.
"I’m really sorry, honey," Song Sihyuk said, gathering Garam in his arms. "I will never make you worry again."
"All Alphas do is lie," Garam said bitterly, between sobs. "The only Alpha I can trust now is our Gunwoo. If it wasn’t for our son, I would have broken down the moment I heard about the terrible news. Our baby did a good job holding me together."
"Is that right?" Song Sihyuk asked, kissing the top of Garam’s head. "Come here, Gunwoo-ya."
Ah, yes.
Song Gunwoo was with them all along.
But their son remained quiet while giving them the chance to reunite warmly.
"I’m glad you weren’t too hurt, Daddy," Song Gunwoo said, sitting next to Garam and hugging both Garam and Song Sihyuk. "Dad was very worried about you, Daddy."
"How about you, son?" Song Sihyuk asked worriedly. "Were you worried about me?"
Instead of answering, Song Gunwoo just ended up crying like the child that he was.
Aww.
***
OUT OF the 180 passengers and crew of the flight, at least twenty people were injured while six people had been confirmed dead.
It was a tragedy.
Hence, Garam felt guilty that he felt relieved that Song Sihyuk missed his flight.
He looked at his husband, who had his back turned on him.
They were already in their bedroom, in their mansion in Seoul.
Ever since they got back, Song Sihyuk had been busy taking phone calls left and right.
I told him to rest, but what can I do? My husband is a workaholic.
"Hyung?" Garam called after Song Sihyuk ended his phone call. "Should you go to therapy?"
"Therapy? For PTSD or something?" Song Sihyuk asked while sitting next to Garam on the bed. "I’m fine. Thank you for your concern, but I don’t need it."
"Really? Kim Heedo isn’t, though."
"Ah, yes. I heard the kid is going to therapy after developing survivor’s guilt."
"And you didn’t, Hyung?"
"No, not at all," Song Sihyuk said, tilting his head to one side. "In the first place, I don’t really have a conscience."
Ah, right.
My husband is a bad person.
"Yeah, I shouldn’t worry about you developing survivor’s guilt..."
"I would only develop that kind of trauma if you and Gunwoo were one of the victims," Song Sihyuk said quite coldly. "I’m sorry, but I’m not as empathetic as Kim Heedo. You already know that my EQ is lower than average people. Of course, I’m doing my best to be as decent as possible."
I serve as Hyung’s conscience.

I know, right?
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<GARAM HYUNG, have you seen this trending video?>
"Eomma... Appa..."
She’s an orphan now...
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