"I l-love you, t-too."

A/N: Hehe.

ON WITH THE STORY

THIRD PERSON POV

They sat there for a half an hour, Baekhyun in Daehyun's arms, while Baekhyun calmed down.

"Can we go get Tae now?" Baekhyun asked, his head buried in Daehyun's neck.

"Of course, baby. Get dressed. I'll call Minseok and tell him that we are coming to get TaeTae."

"Ok." And with that Baekhyun got up and put on a T-shirt and black skinny jeans.

Daehyun came back into the room when Baekhyun was fixing his hair. He then got dressed and grabbed Baekhyun's hand as they walked out of the apartment.

They walked for about 15 minutes until they finally reached Minseok and Jongdae's door. They knocked three times then waited.

"Minseok's coming!" Jongdae yelled, emphasizing every syllable as if we spoke different languages. After a few seconds, the locks on the door could be heard as they were being unlocked.

Minseok opened the door, and welcomed them in.

"Are you ok?" Minseok asked Baekhyun immediately after he closed the door.

"I'm still sore but I'll be fine." I fibbed.

"I don't believe you but ok."

"Where's Tae?" Baekhyun asked, not seeing him or Jongdae.

"He's on the floor with Jongdae." Minseok said, bringing us to his bedroom. Sure enough, Taehyung was laying on a blanket on the floor, while Jongdae was making Taehyung giggle.

Baekhyun sat on the floor by Jongdae and picked up his baby.

"Hey! I was playing with him!" Jongdae whined.

"I'm just trying to save my baby from the troll that was torturing him." Baekhyun said, grinning.

"Yah! Why are you so mean?" Jongdae whined again. Jongdae looked up at his boyfriend and Daehyun - who were standing in front of him, on the other side of the blanket - silently pleading them for help. Taehyung giggled in Baekhyun arms.

"You see..." Minseok sighed.

"... even the baby is telling me that I'm in love with a troll." Minseok said, looking at the happy baby in Baekhyun's lap. Everyone except Jongdae started laughing.

"I'm not a troll!" Jongdae exclaimed, as everyone just kept laughing. Jongdae pouted, looking defeated. Taehyung turned his head slightly to Jongdae and giggled.

After a little while, Baekhyun and Daehyun left with Taehyung. When they arrived at the elevator, Taehyung began to cry. Baekhyun stood in front of Daehyun, who was holding Taehyung, and gently wiped the tears away from Taehyung's precious face. Daehyun began gently rocking Taehyung in his arms, while Baekhyun held on to Taehyung's tiny hand with his forefinger and thumb. The elevator dinged open seconds later, and they walked into their apartment. Daehyun sat on the couch with the still crying Taehyung as Baekhyun let go of Taehyung's hand.

"I'll go make a bottle." Baekhyun said as he went into the kitchen. Daehyun softly sung to Taehyung; Baekhyun heard it from the kitchen.

BAEKHYUN'S POV

I heard Daehyun begin to softly sing to Taehyung while I was in the kitchen. His voice was amazing. I heard Taehyung's cries die down. I stood by the doorway to the living room, watching them in awe, Daehyun completely oblivious to my actions. Daehyun looked into Taehyung's eyes, and Taehyung stared back in content and comfort. I finally decided to go up to them after a few seconds, handing Daehyun the bottle.

"You're voice is beautiful, Dae." I said as I sat down beside them.

"Really?" He asked as he placed the nipple of the bottle in Taehyung's mouth.

"Yes. Why have I not heard you sing before now?" I asked.

"I usually don't sing because people tell me that I sound terrible. And I-I kinda believe it." He said.

"Well, those people are feeding you lies. You're voice is everything." I said, as I kissed his cheek and then Taehyung's forehead.

"Thank you." He said, pink dusting his cheeks.

A FEW HOURS LATER
CURRENT TIME: 9:30

BAKEHYUN'S POV

I just put Taehyung down in his crib for the night. I walked back into the living room, and laid between Daehyun's legs on the couch. He ran his fingers through my hair as we watched some drama that was on the TV. It ended soon.

"I want something to eat." I said, getting up. I walked to the kitchen, looking through the full shelves. Daehyun was drinking a bottle of water.

"Ugh. We don't have anything." I said. Daehyun looked at me with a confused expression.

"Did you not see everything in those cabinets?" He said, chuckling. I walked to the fridge. I wanted a pickle.

"Ugh. We don't have pickles."

"A pickle?" Daehyun asked looking at me.

"Yes, I want a pickle. Really bad." I said, going to the front door and putting on shoes.

"Where are you going?" Daehyun asked, as he walked up behind me.

"I want a pickle." I simply stated.

"So you are going to the store in the middle of the night for a pickle. A completely normal thing to do." He stated, kissing my cheek.

"First off, it's me; there's nothing normal about me." I said, laughing.

"Very true." He said.

"Second off, you try being about three months pregnant, and not being able to eat the only thing you want to eat." I said.

"It's not just my fault..." he mumbled under his breath, however, I heard him.

"But anyway, be careful, baby." He said, pecking my lips.

"I will." I said, grabbing my wallet then exiting the apartment.

I walked onto the concrete once I exited the complex. I began walking to the 24-hour convenience store that wasn't too far away. I heard distant barks.

The barks were getting closer.

The sounds of claws impacting concrete was audible.

The barks were turning into growls.

I slowly turned around to see a vicious-looking dog behind me. I began sprinting down the sidewalk; the sound of the dog soon disappeared. I looked back, not realizing that I was in the middle of the road. I turned slightly and saw lights.

The lights were getting closer.

The lights were right in front of me.

No more lights.

Instead distant voices and shouts were heard.

"Call an ambulance!" A man yelled to someone that I couldn't see.

"It's gonna ok. Please stay with me." He said, now looking at me.

Everything went black.

A/N: Hehe cliffhanger.