"Oh, baby! Come here!" Mrs Park cried as she pulled Chanyeol into an embrace. Baekhyun had picked him up from the hospital to give Chanyeol's mother enough time to prepare a small gathering for when Chanyeol arrived.

Tears ran down Chanyeol's face as he clung to his mother, choking out I missed you's and I'm so glad to be back.

"I love you so much, baby." She mumbled and pulled away from the hug, cupping Chanyeol's cheeks and pulling him down to kiss his forehead, moving back and smiling sadly at the young boy.

Chanyeol looked around the room, sighing and slumping his shoulders down when he saw that Minji was nowhere to be seen.

"Wait-- what's wrong?" He heard his mother say. A small smile made its way onto his face.

"Minji isn't here.." Was all he said, not only did he feel sad that Minji hadn't showed up, he felt let down, betrayed. The girl who was always there for him through thick and thin when they were younger had just discarded him, as if it was nothing.

"Chan-- baby, Minji-- Minji isn't here anymore. She moved out last week to go and live with someone else." Chanyeol looked down at the floor as he walked over to the sofa and sat down next to his father, who had a small wrapped box in his hands.

"Here, son. Hopefully this would cheer you up." He said and handed him the gift, moving his hand to rub Chanyeol's neck as he opened it.

Inside the box lay a small locket with the initials PCY engraved into the outer case. With shaky fingeres, Chanyeol opened the locket. His eyes brimmed with tears as he looked down at the small photo of his family.

In the photo, his mother was seated on what looked like a old metal chair, in her arms was a four month old Chanyeol, looking up at the elder woman in awe. His father was stood behind them with his hand resting on Mrs Park's shoulder, smiling down lovingly at the two on the chair.

Chanyeols tears began to fall as he looked at the last person in the picture.

Minji stood next to Mrs Park and Chanyeol, her finger resting on Chanyeol's cheek as if she was stroking it. She was smiling widely at her little brother, not paying the slightest bit of attention to the camera or her parents.

"Well? Son? What do you think?" Chanyeol heard his father say as he sat down next to him.

He looked up and smiled, hugging his father tightly, muttering numerous thank you's.

Baekhyun took a seat opposite of the trio and smiled sadly at the scene.

If only I had a family like this..

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Minji collapsed onto the sofa and unlocked her phone, tapping the Instagram icon and scrolling through her feed.

The door banged shut, indicating that someone had arrived home. She looked up and smiled.

"Hey." She said, moving over on the sofa so that the man could sit down. He smiled back and relaxed in his seat.

"So how was your day?" Minji asked, hoping to break the silence.

The man thought about his answer for a while before replying with a simple "boring."

There was an awkward silence once more as Minji tried to think of a conversation starter. Eventually, she settled on something. She turned to the man, reaching out to hold his hand.

"Thank you for letting me stay here, Sehun."

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"Baek, are you hungry? I'm going to make some dinner if you want it." Mrs Park asked as she put on her apron.

Baekhyun smiled and nodded eagerly, squealing a "yes please!" and excusing himself to go and find Chanyeol.

Baekhyun walked into Chanyeol's room, only to find it empty. He frowned, not knowing where else he could be other than his room.

He decided to look around to see if there could be anything to suggest where he was.

"What're you doing?" A deep voice sounded from behind him as he bent down to check under the bed.

Slowly, Baekhyun stood up to see Chanyeol standing at the doorway, confusion plastered on his face.

"I- uh- was looking for y-you." He stuttered, shuffling around in his spot.

"Under my bed?" A chuckle left Chanyeol mouth as he moved over to his bed, sitting down and looking up at Baekhyun, who was still acting shy.

"Yeah. Uh- maybe? A-Anyways I came to tell you that your mum's making dinner. Are you coming to sit with us or do you want to stay here and I'll come back?"

Chanyeol furrowed his eyebrows, thinking deeply.

"I think-- I think I'll come and sit with you.." He finally said and stood up, taking Baekhyun's hand and walking downstairs with him to the dinner table, smiling as his mother's eyes widened upon seeing his appearance at the table.

"Chan. Are you eating with us today?" She asked hopefully.

Chanyeol shook his head, internally flinching at his mothers disappointed face.

"I'm sorry mum. I've just come to sit with you. Its been a while since I've been apart of the 'dinner time conversations' that I usually hear you having." He said with his head hung low. Baekhyun looked over at him and gave his hand a light squeeze, smiling when Chanyeol looked at him and smiled back.

"Well come on then you two. Its almost ready." Mrs Park said, ushering the duo to the table, placing them on one side while her and Mrs Park would be seated on the other.

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Dinner was over and Baekhyun guided the sleepy latter up to his bedroom, opening the door before leading him over to the bed and lying him down.

It was late, around eleven fifty and Chanyeol's day had been somewhat busy, completely ruining his temporary routine of sitting on a mattress, staring at the wall all day.

"So how was your first day back at home?" Baekhyun whispered as he looked down at the tired figure, his hand running through the thick locks of hair.

"Hectic." Was the only reply he got.

"You had fun though- right?" He asked uncertainly, staring deeply at Chanyeol's features, trying to figure out whether or not he was happy.

"Of course," Chanyeol replied, sitting up so that he was level with Baekhyun, "especially because you were there."

Baekhyun began to blush at the unexpected reply. He looked away from Chanyeol as he tried to calm himself down.

"Baek?" He heard the latter asked and he turned back, letting out a quiet "yes?"

"Well- the person that was with me at the hospital- he said that I should tell him what's on my mind and things that're going on in my life," Chanyeol began, taking a deep breath before taking Baekhyun's hand in his, "and there was one particular thing that came up. It was about you- we spoke and- he told me to tell you."

"What is it?" Baekhyun asked, looking down at their linked hands. He felt a bony finger slowly slide under his chin, lifting his head up.

"Baekhyun I love you. Do you love me too?"