Will Chanyeol Visit Seoeun and Seojun Again

Hi!

I'm back with a new scenario again (I wrote it a petty longer this fourth dimension since some of you lot requested for information technology, though a scenario is usually short...)

Btw, this #ten scenario tells about how Chanyeol cope with his boredome merely a twenty-four hours later on he was admitted to the hospital

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Alarm : There'll be some hints of Descendent of The Sun in this scenario (Sorry! Author-nim hasn't yet move on from the drama )


"Daddy, are yous okay?"

"Daddy, is it hurt?"

"Pabo Seojunnie. Of course it's injure. Halmeoni said daddy spilled hot water on himself, okay?"

"Daddy! Seoeonnie hyungie called me pabo! Scold him! Scold him!"

"Yah! You piffling—"

Chanyeol let out a faint sigh every bit his eyes never left his phone screen. The twins were at their usual, piddling fight again, which he would accept reprimanded the ii by and then earlier, nevertheless he could only wait at them through the screen now, feeling a mix of guilty and biting.

At commencement, he was happy for the impromptu break—no piece of work, filming and sort. But, after like an hour passed, he started to get restless. When the clock struck 7 even, he felt more on border.

The kids and he always had dinner around the fourth dimension. And then, instead of taking his much needed remainder, Chanyeol couldn't help wondering how would his mom going to feed his picky kids.

That was because Sehun loves meat, Seoeon prefers chicken, Seojun only wants udon, Sumi can't have spicy stuff, Seul likes rolled egg, and Sun needs to be hand-fed. Yes, his vi kids are shut with one another, all the same, when it comes to food, they all have split opinions.

Chanyeol might accept pampered the boys and girls too much on that item thing, hence he is worried in example his mom couldn't accept the pain, different him. Therefore, he made the video call.

"Daddy, when can yous become home?"

The sudden question caught Chanyeol off guard, only he quickly gave a smile at the twins. "Mayhap in 1 or two days? I've no idea myself… only mama is taking a skillful intendance of daddy then don't worry, hurm?"

"Woah… mama actually seems like Kang Moyeon noona now", Seojun claimed excitedly, and Chanyeol grinned wider hearing that. Look like this 'Descendants of The Sun fever' would never fade out amongst his family unit for some other thousands years.

"Right? Daddy besides reminds you two of Yoo Sijin with this bandage effectually my trunk, isn't it?"

"Yes!", the boys replied simultaneously. "Daddy had a kitchen war and survived", Seoeon continued, making Chanyeol chuckle straightway.

"Daddy, get well soon, okay? Seojunnie miss you lot"

"Seoeonnie likewise! Oh… Sun also miss you. She kept crying for you at dinner"

"R-actually?", Chanyeol felt his center sunk as he asked. No wonder his mom wordlessly passed the phone to Seoeon and Seojun beforehand. All her free energy must have been out by this fourth dimension. "Did you guys help halmeoni looking later on Sun then?"

"No. Halmeoni merely told united states to finish our dinner"

"Halmeoni said a good boy won't exit any leftover… and so we didn't, daddy"

"Oh… proficient. That'south very nice of you lot, Seoeonnie, Seojunnie", Chanyeol sincerely praised, albeit a little distracted as the thought of Sun nevertheless bewitched him. "Then… there was actually no one helping halmeoni? Where is harabeoji?"

"Harabeoji went to daddy's restaurant"

"Halmeoni said many reporters waited at that place to talk to harabeoji"

Chanyeol nodded as he knew ameliorate that the news about him getting injured must have been floating around in the internet too, creating headlines everywhere. 'Geez… so embarrassing'

"Aunt Yura went with harabeoji as well. Then, it was only Sehunnie hyungie helping here"

"Yeah… Sehunnie hyungie even got Sun to stop crying, daddy"

"Sehunnie did?", Chanyeol asked, a bit relieved.

"Eung… Sehunnie hyungie is giving Lord's day her milk now—"

"I've done with that already. Sun and the other princesses are watching their Song Joongki oppa drama rerun at the moment"

A smiling tugged Chanyeol'south lips up over again as he heard the familiar voice. Shortly, his firstborn's confront appeared on the screen, and he let out a hearty chuckle equally the boys began to fight for the screen time after.

As expected, Sehun won the game using his eldest hyung carte du jour. Shaking his head amusedly then, Chanyeol followed Seoeon and Seojun'south dejected retreating back with his eyes, earlier going back to the boy in front of him.

"I call up you should end spoiling Lord's day too much, daddy. She is turning 3, simply she still wanted me to hold her milk bottle while she was drinking", Sehun said of a sudden, but Chanyeol could tell right away that the boy didn't really hateful it when he saw a gleam of playful in his eyes.

"Is that and so?", Chanyeol asked in a faux surprised tone. "Or… shall I start putting this Park Sehun in a 'How To Be A Better Oppa' i-to-one guide?"

"No need, daddy. Y'all just said this morning that I'k the all-time brother for my brothers and sisters"

"You lot're", Chanyeol uttered softly. "That'due south why daddy is sorry to you at present. Your robotic competition is tomorrow, isn't information technology?"

Chanyeol watched as Sehun looked downwards, and he was going to experience bad again when the boy so lifted his caput up, giving him a reassuring grin.

"It'due south fine. The competition is only between classes. I'll win tomorrow and stand for my school for the district level. So daddy… you only focus in getting well, okay? Make sure you lot could come to the next competition"

Chanyeol smiled as he held out his bandaged-free hand and wiggled his pinky finger in front of the screen. "Bargain. All the best, hurm?"

"I copy that. By the mode, daddy... Jongdae samchon will come tomorrow. I'm going to pester Daeul till he let his dad to take my motion-picture show"

"Delight practice that. Jongdae has only brought a new camera. Daddy would personally put him in a headlock if he doesn't have any photo of you after"

"I copied that too", Sehun giggled equally he said. "Then daddy… residue a lots, okay? We'll visit you afterwards schoolhouse"

Chanyeol beamed at the screen and raised his thumb up this time. Sehun returned the same gesture after a while, and it was and so the chef thought that a video telephone call was a bad thought. He wanted to check on the kids, withal, he turned out to miss them more.

Perhaps he should be extra careful in the kitchen like Baekhyun suggested.

"Ah daddy… halmeoni is here. I'll pass the phone to her at present"

The screen shook a little bit every bit Sehun spoke and Chanyeol was fifty-fifty able to hear his mom asking the male child to get to bed early, earlier her face up came into his view.

Chanyeol gulped equally soon as he took notice the slight sour expression on the older'south face. "Err… is everything fine, mom?"

"Y'all wish. I thought I was having dinner with six Chanyeol, you lot brat. At this point, yous owe me not just Yoo Ah In's signature, only Kim Soohyun'south, you got information technology?"

"Heol… your taste are quite rich, aren't you, mom? Did appa know most this?"

"He won't if you go along your rima oris shut. Why? You said it yourself that many height stars are regular at your restaurant… I'grand just making a good utilise of our blood connection. Oh… put TVXQ Yunho's and SNSD Yoona's signature in the listing too, okay?"

"How about Lee Sooman'due south?"

"How nearly no?", his mom replied in a heartbeat, and Chanyeol broke into a grin when the older and so commented that Lee Sooman was a person from her past and the founder of SM shouldn't exist mentioned anymore since she is upgraded now.

"I got information technology, mom", Chanyeol said airily, still grin. How could he not? In reality, Lee Sooman'southward albums are being displayed on a shelf in his parents' house, that even his appa had no say nigh information technology.

"Anyway mom… cheers"

"Hurm?"

"Y'all know… for looking after my kids… though it was a short detect"

"Aigoo your kids are my grandchildren, alright? It's inevitable for me to have them with me when both you and Baekhyun couldn't make it", his mom muttered with smiles, before her confront turned serious suddenly.

"But I really meant information technology when I said there were half dozen Chanyeol at the dining table just now. Your kids were as well fussy, son. How I wish they deed similar their mama for once"

"Urm… no. Baekhyun is worse. Trust me", Chanyeol argued, but then, as his optics finally made out a petite figure standing quietly past the door, his mind screamed in horror that he abruptly got dorsum to his phone.

"Okay mom. I lied. My wife is the nearly wonderful person in the entire universe"

His mom, still, smirked and made a tsk audio with . "Silly. Is Baekhyun there?"

Chanyeol nodded his head slowly as he presently felt the said male approached him, sat on the bed beside him and greeted his mom. Gulp. He swallowed nervously, trying to work upward his fretfulness.

"Eomeoni, is your son always like this? Tin can I hitting him, tin't I?"

Chanyeol heard Baekhyun request his mom, while he awkwardly coughed into his hand. Nonetheless, he idea his mom enjoyed the situation then much than she should.

"No, Baekhyun honey. My Chanyeol must accept injure himself so bad and sprouted out nonsense accidentally. Merely you can yet hit him if y'all want"

"Oh… the pleasure on me then, eomeoni"

Chanyeol looked at Baekhyun, then back at his mom and narrowed his optics. "Excuse me? I'chiliad ill, remember?"

"Ill or not, a criminal remains as a criminal, son"

"Aye… a patient who talked ill well-nigh his doctor is scary"

His mom and Baekhyun proved their perfect teamwork again, and then he gave up. He wanted to retort something later but a crying sound from the other side beat him first.

"Oh uh… I recollect that'southward our maknae princess calling her halmeoni", his mom said equally the cry got louder. "I hang upwardly, you ii", the older continued and the screen got a trivial shaking again when she moved.

"O-Oh… call me if Sun won't calm downwards, okay?", Chanyeol chop-chop said, while Baekhyun recited his '101 Ways To Coax A Baby' to his mom every bit fast as he could.

His mom hummed briefly and the call ended before they could say some more. Chanyeol stared at his telephone, sighing inwardly. He missed talking to his family once again. 'I judge I just need to get better fast'

"Are you off from work already?"

Chanyeol tossed his phone aside and turned to Baekhyun as he asked. However, the sight that greeted him was the latter giving him side-eyes stead. He slowly straightened himself and forced an awkward smile.

"So... tell me. Am I worse or wonderful?"

"Urm… that's…", Chanyeol looked abroad slightly when his wife leaned forwards, eyeing him with one raised eyebrow. "I was kidding, y-yous know?"

"Which part were you kidding, huh? You sounded serious for me, alright?"

"That function when I said you're worse than me was a joke, and the adjacent part when I said you're wonderful was the truth"

"Yah! Yous wanna dice?!"

"Ah… ah… my head hurt", Chanyeol muttered as he rubbed his head, feigning dizziness. Picking up his injured arm then, he touched the cast wrapped around it and looked straight at Baekhyun with those big, pitiful eyes of his.

Nevertheless, their ten years of marriage naturally gave an advantage to his married woman as the male person could easily tell his childish antic.

Baekhyun snorted and rolled his eyes as he went on with his interim, which somehow intrigued him to exercise more.

"Permit'south me ask yous something too", Chanyeol asked as he watched Baekhyun taking off his white coat.

"Continue"

"Are you here as Dr. Byun or my Byun?"

Chanyeol shrugged when his married woman sent his infamous glare at him yet once more, earlier pulling the latter to lie down next to him.

"What is this? Can't I only be both?"

Facing each other, Chanyeol gently reached up and swept his wife's bangs aside. "You can't… because Dr. Byun scared the out of me this morn, but my Byun made my stay in the hospital endurable"

A smile spread beyond Baekhyun'south lips right abroad, and Chanyeol smiled back.

"Repeat that, CheeseYeol"

"I hate hospital and then much just your visit in every two hours were what keeping me alive"

"In one case more"

"At that place was a time I regretted getting hurt, yet I felt good thinking I could meet you often this way"

"More"

"I'm still missing y'all even you're already hither… lying beside me. You lot wait like an affections in your white coat I idea I was in a paradise for a moment—"

"Oh… please. Only go to slumber, volition you lot? A patient needs plenty residuum to recover", Baekhyun said, trying to stifle a yawn at the aforementioned time.

Chuckling, Chanyeol brought his palm to the male's cheek and caressed it lightly. "It seems yous need the sleep more than me", he teased.

"I do", His wife replied every bit he opened one eye at him, sleepily, and closed it again. "I merely had 2 hours of slumber since yesterday"

"Then you should go home, Baek. Our bed is much more comfortable and bigger than this", Chanyeol said, yet a soft snore was his only respond.

He studied Baekhyun'due south face and noticed how hellishly tired he looked. It after striking him the reason why the latter was so mad with him earlier. His wife was already exhausted as hell and here he came to his work place, burned nearly half of his body.

With his eyes locked on Baekhyun'south sleeping face up, he leaned down and pressed a osculation on his forehead. "I'yard sorry… I love you"

"I copy that"

His wife murmured groggily, putting a smile on his face before the sleepiness eventually claimed him too.


Daeul is Jongdae'southward son hither. If yous don't know who he is, he is Lee Bumsoo's son in 'The Return of Superman'. I think Daeul & Jongdae expect alike :D Do you lot think so too?

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