Author's Note: Okie, chapter 3 is here ~~~ It have been two weeks since my last update... I swear I want to update as fast as I can but I got no internet!!! Please be patient while I'm struggling to type this bloody story. Btw , enjoy the chapter :)

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Chapter 3

Taehyung's POV

A week later, mommy move out of our house. Appa is being cold toward mommy which is unusual. They start calling each other by names 'Dara','Chanyeol' no more 'yeobo','chagiya'. This is confusing. Why the sudden change? Why the sudden guilty look? What's with the cold stares? Why are you guys being so formal? I really don't understand! I hate it when they said that they just don't get along. I know something is wrong but they just won't tell me. But thankfully, Kookie is still the same, cheerful bunny.

Recently, I heard that Kookie's eomma is dead, so I want to comfort him but surprisingly, he is happier than ever! He said that she is such a mean alcoholic woman, so he doesn't really care. Well appa said that's kind of mean to be happy on someone's death. But I shrugged it off, knowing that he is happier just makes my heart warm.

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We were playing soccer happily at the front yard when Kookie said that he found an interesting creature at his backyard. We tiptoed to his room. It is spacious and the wall is coloured with shining black while the furnitures are mainly white. Kookie search something in his white drawer. He took out a jar that contains a scaly long animal. " A snake," I muttered under my breath. " A garden snake to be exact," Kookie said with a proud smile plastered on his face. I stare with amazement but as soon as I saw another 'thing' in it, I feel my breath hitched and my body slowly feel numb. It is covered with dry blood. The thing look like a grey mouse. But without its head. The snake seem to be dead and is rotting in the jar, considering that it wasn't moving plus a few small white worm-like thingy covering it's flesh and the mouse's. I froze, feeling the odd feels crawling back to my heart.

" Cool, right? "

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Chanyeol's POV

I sigh heavily. How can Dara cheat on me? After all these years? I feel so stupid. I trusted her to take care of my son and my house. Frustrated, I took a photo that I hid behid the book shelf. Dara hate this photo, so she told me to burn this photo but I can't. I just hid it from Dara. My lips curve a small smile as I caress a photo of my family. My family before the incident. My family, with Byun Baekhee as my wife. Not Sandara Park. Byun Baekhee, a kind, loving and beautiful woman that owns a unique rectangle smile. I felt like the luckiest man in this world because of my two angels, Baekhee and Taehyung. Taehyung is such a sweet and innocent kid. It breaks his heart, knowing that all the thing Taehyung said about Dara is true, while I ignored it, thinking that Taehyung was just telling lies because he doesn't like Dara.

But damn I was wrong.

If only, I listen to Taehyung. If only, I trust Taehyung. If only, I can protect Taehyung. If Baekhee is still alive, she would definitely smack my head for thinking negatively like that. Oh, only god knows how much I miss my lovely wife.

The sun is shining brightly, but not as bright as the smile of my two gorgeous angels. I swear, it's going to be the happiest day in my whole lifetime. But between the happy emotions, my guts told me that it's not going to be well. And I'm right. I remember clearly that day, the day when I lost the love of my life. The day, when Baekhee and Taehyung played together, but Taehyung suddenly cross the road to escape from Baekhee. He was too happy to notice a car coming to his way. Panic, I screamed to both of them, quietly praying for their safety. But it was too late. Baekhee tried to save Taehyung, so she push him past the road. Only to have her flying two metres away. The time seems to pause. The ambulance. The paramedics. After that, the memories seems fuzzy. All I know that, at the end of the day, I can't hold her hands and see her warm smiles again.

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I woke up with heavy weight on my stomach. My eyes flutter open, to find my little angel, sleeping soundly. I smile at the scene in front of me. I turn on my right, expecting my beautiful wife laying on the other side of bed, wide awake with warm smile plastered on her face. But the smile fell from my face as soon as I found the other side is empty and cold. How perfect would this morning be if she's there. But hey! Back to earth! She's gone. Face it like a man. A father.

Smilling slightly, I wake Taehyung up and told him to take a shower as I do the same.

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I stare at my own reflection in the mirror. The eyes that used to shine with happiness and love, seems dull and empty. The lips that used to shot charming smiles, now appears to be stern. The face that used to reflects spring, lovely and bright, but now, reflects winter, cold and empty.

I wash my face roughly. Baekkie won't be happy if she sees me like this. Taetae won't too. I took a quick cold shower to calm my mind. Stepping out from the bathroom, I dress myself simply. Grey sweater and black skinny jeans hugging my legs perfectly. Move on. That's all I need.

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Taehyung's POV

I said goodbye at Kookie and shook the odd feels when Kookie talks about death like he is talking about his Christmas wish, eyes shone brightly with joyous smile that seems to be permanent on his pink thin lips.

I glance at the wall clock. It's already 18:48? The time is moving fast today. I walk to the top floor and search for appa. He was sleeping on the king-sized bed with a frown. What kind of dream is appa experiencing? I tried to remove the frown from appa's face by hugging his sleeping figure. It seems to work by the way appa's face relaxed a bit, so I decided to sleep with him tonight.

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This morning, I was woken up by appa's soft poke on my chubby cheeks. He told me to take a shower in my own bathroom as he walks to the main bedroom's bathroom.

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Appa's head popped out in the front of the door. "Hey little buddy, wanna go out for picnic today?" appa said with beaming smile. Still drying my hair, I answered with a rectangle smile, " Yay! A picnic!" It have been a while since we have a picnic. The last time is.. the day the angels took eomma away. "Okay," he replied shortly before bolting down to the kitchen.

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Author's Note: Ohonhonhonhon ~ Finally! The third chapterrrrr! Also the first 1000+ words chapter! Btw, This is a still short and crappy chapter, lots of plot holes because you know, I'm still a fcking beginner *cries* *wipe tears dramaticly* but still, I'll update as soon as possible. Goodbye fellas. Adios.