IT HAD BEEN a while since Garam had seen Song Sihyuk’s side of the family, but it was still unnerving seeing them.
Especially since he could tell that everyone was looking at Gunwoo.
This was why he insisted on carrying his son instead of letting him walk on his own.
My baby is only a small child, and yet they’re looking at him like a rival.
"Dad, who are they?" Gunwoo whispered quietly. "Why are they looking at ?"
"They are you daddy’s family," Garam whispered back. "Let’s greet them properly, Gunwoo-ya."
He was about to put Gunwoo down, but he stopped when he noticed that everyone turned to the door when it opened.
Ah, they’re here.
Song Sihyuk and Song Seokju, who were away on a business trip, had finally arrived.
"Honey, you’re late," Lee Wonjae scolded his Alpha husband. "I thought you were already here."
"Sorry, honey."
Garam didn’t get to listen to his in-laws’ conversation because Song Sihyuk imdiately walked towards him.
I almost forgot this bastard’s face.
"Garam-ah, you’re not well enough to carry our son," Song Sihyuk said worriedly, imdiately snatching Gunwoo away from his grasp. Of course, the Alpha did it as careful as possible. "You should have just let Gunwoo walk."
Do you think I can do that in this situation?
However, Garam didn’t argue with Song Sihyuk anymore.
It’s useless anyway.
"Put him down, Hyung," Garam whispered. "Gunwoo hasn’t greeted your family yet."
Song Sihyuk scoffed. "Our son doesn’t have to."
"Hyung, please."
Don’t turn our child as rude as you.
Song Sihyuk sighed, and then he looked down at their son. "Gunwoo-ya, do you want to greet them?"
"Yes, Daddy," Gunwoo said while nodding. "Dad said they are your family."
"You’re just like you dad— you’re too kind, son."
Garam almost rolled his eyes.
No, you’re just actually rude, Hyung.
Anyway, in the end, Song Sihyuk finally put down their son.
"Gunwoo-ya, say ’hi’ to your grandfathers, grandmothers, aunts, and uncles," Garam said to his son. "Greet them politely."
Gunwoo put his hands on his stomach, and then he bowed properly. "Hello, grandparents, aunts, and uncles. My na is Song Gunwoo."
Yes, our son has finally changed his last na— and he’s getting used to it already.
"I am Dad and Daddy’s son."
Aww.
Garam smiled at Gunwoo’s cute introduction.
And he wasn’t the only one who found his son cute.
So of Song Sihyuk’s cousins imdiately approached Gunwoo, and they even squatted down to et the child’s eye level.
"Hello, Gunwoo-ya. I’m your Aunt Sua," Song Sua said, introducing herself to Gunwoo. "I’m your oldest auntie."
"I’m your Uncle Sumin," Song Sumin said. This one was the more carefree among Song Sihyuk’s cousins. "You’re so cute. Can I bite your cheeks?"
"No, Uncle, you can’t," Gunwoo said, pouting while covering his cheeks with his hands. "My cheeks aren’t food!"
"Oh, really?" Song Sumin asked teasingly before gently grabbing Gunwoo’s wrists. "Let see first!"
"Nooo!"
Garam smiled when Song Sihyuk’s other cousins started approaching (and teasing!) Gunwoo.
At least, Hyung’s cousins aren’t too guarded.
"Yah. I know my son is adorable, but don’t touch his cheeks too much!" Song Sihyuk scolded his cousins, but none of them really listened. "These bastards..."
"Let them be, Hyung," Garam said, tugging the sleeve of Song Sihyuk’s jacket. "Gunwoo is having fun with his aunts and uncles anyway."
Although Gunwoo ’complained’ every ti his uncle or auntie squeezed his cheeks lightly, it was obvious that his son was having fun.
And Garam was happy to see that.
We used to live in a small village with only our little family, but now, our Gunwoo has a big family.
"I apologize for interrupting this mont..."
Oh.
Everyone turned to the forr chairman Song Sanggyu’s chief secretary.
"The master would like to have early dinner with everyone."
Oh?
Garam was surprised to hear that.
After all...
I thought the forr chairman wasn’t well enough to get up from bed?
***
THIS must be the forr chairman’s last supper.
Garam didn’t want to be a pessimist, but he couldn’t help it.
The forr Chairman Song Sanggyu looked well at the mont as if he hadn’t been bedridden for months.
And, although it was nice to see...
It’s scary when a very sick individual suddenly gains strength.
However, Garam hoped he was wrong.
Although I don’t really like the forr chairman, I’m still in debt with him. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have t Sihyuk Hyung and Gunwoo.
"Garam-ah."
Oh.
Garam was surprised when the forr chairman suddenly called his na affectionately while they were having dinner. "Yes, sir?"
"Thank you for giving birth to Gunwoo."
Aww.
"It’s not sothing that you should thank for, Grandfather," Garam said. He addressed the forr chairman in a friendlier manner. After all, it might the last ti that he could do sothing like that. "Giving birth to Gunwoo is my destiny. I wouldn’t have it the other way."
He knew that he was being corny.
But it was the truth.
I may not be born for Sihyuk Hyung, but I’m sure as hell I was born to be Gunwoo’s mother.
The forr chairman Song Sanggyu smiled and nodded. "Mija assured that our family’s fortune is guaranteed to be secured for a very long ti. I may not be able to see how our company will grow from here, but my heart is now at ease."
Garam glanced at Mija who was sitting on the chairman’s side.
It seed like the kid shaman really assured the forr chairman that Gunwoo would take care of the family and the company.
That’s probably why Grandfather looks at peace now.
"My children, my grandchildren, and my great-grandson," the forr Chairman Song Sanggyu said with a bright smile on his face. "The family and the company is now in your capable hands."
Oh.
Garam felt sad.
Yeah, this will be our last supper with Grandfather.
***
"THE MASTER would like to play with Young Master Gunwoo."
That was what the forr Chairman Song Sanggyu’s chief secretary had told Garam and Song Sihyuk, preventing them from leaving when the others had already left.
Since Garam knew it might be the last ti their son would be able to spend ti with his great-grandfather, he allowed it. And, as a result, the household staff mbers ushered him and Song Sihyuk into a fancy guest room.
Yeah, they ushered them to the sa room even though the forr chairman clearly knew about the divorce.
Is Grandfather playing Cupid?
"You can use this room, Garam-ah," Song Sihyuk said, obviously in a hurry to leave the room. "I’ll just use the other room."
"Stay, Sihyuk Hyung."
"No, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable."
"Sit down and don’t make repeat myself, Song Sihyuk-ssi."
The Alpha flinched when Garam called him by his full na.
After that, Song Sihyuk imdiately sat down on the chair across from him.
Since Garam wasn’t sleepy yet, he asked for coffee and so snacks.
I can’t sleep when my son isn’t here.
He knew that his grandfather-in-law wouldn’t harm Gunwoo, but it wasn’t like it would be easy for him to calm down.
Especially when Song Sihyuk was in the sa room.
After all, he noticed sothing weird.
I can’t sll Sihyuk’s pheromones!
Yes, Garam was aware that the dicine he was taking prevented him from depending on Song Sihyuk’s pheromones.
But he didn’t expect that he would stop slling the Alpha’s scent altogether.
That made him feel uneasy.
I love Song Sihyuk’s pheromones, after all.
"Did you lose weight, Garam-ah?"
"Huh?"
"You lost weight," Song Sihyuk said while frowning, obviously not happy while looking at Lim Garam intently. It was as if the Alpha was trying to morize every inch of his face and body. "Are you not eating well?"
Haaah.
"How could you pretend to worry about when you were the one avoiding all this ti, Hyung?"
"I wasn’t avoiding you because I wanted to. I just didn’t want to make you uncomfortable with my presence," Song Sihyuk said, and then he went back to the thing he was most concerned about. "You should eat more, Garam-ah. Why did you lose weight? Is sothing bothering you?"
Yes, I’m bothered by your absence.
But it wasn’t like Garam could say that.
After all, he also didn’t know why he was bothered by that.
Hence, he simply changed the topic.
"You also lost weight, Hyung. You’re not the only one with eyes here," Garam said, raising an eyebrow. "Were you sick?"
He just asked that randomly.
But Song Sihyuk flinched as if he were guilty.
Oh?
This bastard was sick all this ti?
"Song Sihyuk-ssi, tell the truth. How are you sick?" Garam asked coldly. He didn’t want to worry about the Alpha, but he couldn’t help it. "If you lie, I’m never talking to you again."
"I’m not sick," Song Sihyuk insisted while avoiding Garam’s gaze. "I just can’t get a rut."
Excuse ???
***
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