OH, have I been neglecting Sihyuk Hyung?
Garam realized that he hadn’t been in their bedroom for a few weeks now because he was too worried about Seulgi to leave her alone.
Yes, he knew baby cameras existed.
Even so, he didn’t want to leave his daughter to sleep on her own.
I can’t help it.
Seulgi has just lost her biological parents.
Even though the toddler seemed to have forgotten about the death of her parents already, Garam noticed that Seulgi would act clingy whenever it was time to sleep.
The baby would ask him to carry her and hug him really tight, as if refusing to let go.
Maybe unconsciously, Seulgi knows that her parents aren’t coming back. She must be afraid that I’ll disappear just like her mommy and daddy.
That was why he ended up sleeping in Seulgi’s room ever since they took her home.
Moreover, the child psychologist said that children that young don’t fully understand that death is permanent and universal. Apparently, they are most likely to express themselves through their behavior and play.
That was why Garam couldn’t leave Seulgi alone every time the baby acted clingy.
She probably remembers and still misses her biological parents, even if she hasn’t mentioned them directly yet.
What a pitiful child.
I’m not sure if Hyung understands why I can’t leave Seulgi alone yet because Hyung can be apathetic most of the time, but I’m grateful that he’s being patient.
Garam’s train of thought was interrupted when his phone rang.
He was in his music studio at the moment, working on a new song.
An, yes, Sihyuk Hyung turned one of the annex buildings of the mansion into a music studio for me.
Anyway, he picked up Shin Junho’s call.
"Yes, Hyung..." Garam trailed off when he heard Seulgi’s loud cry in the background. Seulgi would cry from time to time, but this was the first time he heard the toddler cry that loud, as if she were in pain. Hence, he got up immediately— already worried sick for his daughter. "Is Seulgi hurt, Hyung?"
"No, Seulgi isn’t hurt, but I think you should come here and see for yourself, Garam-ah..."
***
AS SOON as Garam returned to the main mansion, he heard Seulgi’s loud cry coming from upstairs.
He immediately ran to the toddler’s room where the sound was coming from.
And when he arrived in the room...
"DADA!"
Seulgi, who was in Shin Junho’s arms, cried louder and flapped her arms upon seeing Garam.
She’s asking me to hold her.
Garam immediately carried Seulgi and gently patted her back. "Dada is here, Seulgi-ya. Why are you crying? Are you in pain? Please tell Dada."
"Seulgi remembers," Seulgi said between sobs. "Seulgi wants to see eomma and appa!"
Oh.
Garam felt a pang in his heart.
She wants to see her parents...
That was heartbreaking.
But the time has finally come.
"It’s okay, Seulgi. Don’t cry," Garam said, swallowing the lump in his throat. "We’ll visit your eomma and appa."
***
"A PARTY for your baby sister? Well, I guess I’ll come if Baekya and Yuhyun are also attending. Actually, I don’t have a choice if my boss tells me to come."
Pfft.
Song Gunwoo chuckled while listening to Jeong Semin grumble.
The ’boss’ that Jeong Semin was talking about was none other than Yun Yuhyun.
Semin is the Yun Clan’s shaman, after all.
"Am I the only one from our class that you’re inviting?"
Song Gunwoo understood why Jeong Semin had that kind of misunderstanding.
After all, he dragged Jeong Semin to the dining hall and had lunch with him— just the two of them— instead of eating with his usual circle of friends.
However...
"No," Song Gunwoo said while shaking his head. "I’m going to invite the whole class since my parents want to make this party as big as possible. But I wanted to personally hand you the invitation since you’re one of the few friends that I actually wanted to be there."
Jeong Semin made a disgusted face while cutting his pork cutlet on the plate. "Dude, we’ve only known each other for a few months. Don’t be clingy."
Song Gunwoo just laughed, and then he sipped his tea.
It was true that he and Jeong Semin had only become acquainted recently.
In fact, Jeong Semin transferred to their school— and his class— very late.
But our school favors chaebols and quasi-chaebols like Yuhyun’s family, so it isn’t a surprise that the school welcomed Semin with open arms. After all, Uncle Dujun is the son of a tech giant, and Semin is under Uncle Semin’s wing.
Hence, there was no way their school would reject Jeong Semin’s late enrollment.
"By the way, Song Gunwoo."
"Yeah?"
"You have some dark energy clinging to you," Jeong Semin said casually. "You’re up to no good, aren’t you?"
Song Gunwoo only smiled in response.
This is why I keep this shaman kid at arm’s length.
"Well, you’re not my responsibility. And you have your own shaman to protect you," Jeong Semin said casually. "Plus, you’re a cunning kid. You should be fine."
"Is that a diss or a compliment?"
"That’s up to you, Young Master."
"Don’t call me that— we’re friends, Semin-ah."
Jeong Semin just smirked and shrugged as if he could see right through Song Gunwoo.
Yeah, I’m keeping this kid at arm’s length.
"Gunwoo-ya, you’re here."
Hmm?
Song Gunwoo immediately stood up when Teacher Choi, their homeroom adviser, approached him nervously.
Actually, he was quite nervous, too.
Teachers don’t come to the dining hall when it’s lunch break, so something must have happened. Plus, they could have just called me through the broadcasting system. But my teacher came to fetch me directly.
"Is something the matter, ma’am?"
"No, but the school principal wants you in his office," Teacher Choi said, smiling. "I’m sorry, we called you in the middle of your lunch."
"It’s alright, ma’am. I’m done with my meal anyway," Song Gunwoo said politely, and then he turned to Jeong Semin. "Semin-ah, I’ll go ahead. Enjoy your lunch, and don’t wait for me to return."
Jeong Semin nodded and waved lazily. "See you later, Gunwoo-ya."
Song Gunwoo then followed Teacher Choi to the principal’s office, making small talk along the way.
However...
It doesn’t seem like Teacher Choi wants to tell me the reason I was summoned to the principal’s office.
But he was a good student, so he was confident that he wasn’t in trouble.
"Gunwoo-ya, welcome."
Huh?
The usually snobbish Mr. Yang Ijun, the school principal, welcomed Song Gunwoo with a bright smile on his face.
But Song Gunwoo ignored the school principal as he was surprised by their guest.
"Dad?"
Lim Garam, his Omega father, smiled brightly at him. "Gunwoo-ya, let’s go."
***
Well, Hyung has all sorts of cars.
Geon Hyung and Junho Hyung are with me.
Yes, this SUV is big enough for us. But if Sihyuk Hyung joins us, then it will be a bit cramped since Hyung is huge. Should we get a luxury van that most celebs use these days?
I haven’t told Gunwoo yet.
I haven’t told Sihyuk Hyung about my plan for today!
I’ll just call Sihyuk Hyung after explaining to Gunwoo.
"Honey, the school notified me and said you picked up our son just now?"
"It’s alright. But where are you going? You don’t like it when Gunwoo skips school if he doesn’t have to. Did something happen?"
Hyung must be anxious.
My son looks surprised that we’re headed to Seulgi’s parents.
"How about me, honey?"
"I can and will always make time for you and our family, honey. You don’t have to ask me if I’m available— you just have to tell me when and where to go."
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