Dirty Sweet Baby Chapter 128 - EXTRA

Finally, it was winter.

The scenery spread out beyond the car window was completely covered in white.

The car slowly entered, following the long stretch of gravel road. A crisp, crunching sound could be heard each time the tires rolled over the snow.

The garden, with its soft, fluffy piles of snow, was as peaceful as if covered with a pure white blanket, and the snow blossoms settled on each tree branch swayed gently in the wind. Tiny snowflakes were still falling quietly from the sky.

‘It’s been a while.’

As familiar scenery began to appear while passing through the garden, he started to feel needlessly tense.

Heeheon, sitting in the back seat, quietly drew in a breath.

The tranquil residential landscape was still tidy, without a single disorderly spot. The steel main gate stood tall between gray stone pillars, and the entrance had an exquisitely framed lattice pattern. Once that door opened, a long hallway would stretch out before them.

‘I’ve come back after all. Like this.’

This was the main house, which still boasted a magnificent dignity even in the winter’s cold and under a snow-covered roof. It was the home of Cha Moogyul and Baek Heeheon’s parents—the ones who gave them their respective blood.

‘……’

When the car stopped in front of the entrance, the engine sound subsided, and a silence descended.

Snowflakes cascaded from the tree branches whenever the wind blew, and the air grew even colder. But perhaps because he could feel the warmth of Cha Moogyul next to him, it did not feel very cold.

“Will you be okay?”

Cha Moogyul gently took Heeheon’s hand. Their body heat quickly seeped into each other.

Heeheon nodded and took a slow, deep breath.

“Yeah.”

“If you’re uncomfortable, we can go back right now.”

“No. Let’s go.”

The tension Baek Heeheon was feeling now did not stem from discomfort.

Before, he had been anxious, crushed by guilt and the weight of a secret he bore alone, but not anymore. The emotion back then was like that of a child who had done wrong, right before making a confession to his parents. But Heeheon’s feeling now was the conviction of an independent adult who had chosen the life he would walk for himself.

Baek Heeheon’s life would be decided by Baek Heeheon.

Even without his mother’s permission or approval, Heeheon would not let go of Cha Moogyul’s hand.

He had already made up his mind, and he had not the slightest intention of changing it.

In that case, Heeheon himself had no choice but to bear the consequences this would bring.

Heeheon squeezed his hand tightly. Cha Moogyul also formed a neat smile on his lips and gave Heeheon’s hand another firm squeeze. The two exchanged a look, then opened their car doors and stepped out.

As they set foot on the ground, the white snow piled up on the floor crumbled with a crunching sound. As they walked side-by-side to the front door, their breaths spread out white in the cold air.

As expected, Baek Heeheon liked winter.

He liked it very much. He could never change that.

“Haa.”

He took another deep breath in front of the entrance. A white puff of breath rose up mistily.

Cha Moogyul reached out and wrapped an arm around Heeheon’s waist. Heeheon felt a little relieved inside at the gesture, which seemed to show off their relationship. He felt his warmth once again.

Presently, he rang the doorbell, and the bell’s sound rang out, cutting through the frigid air.

A presence was felt from inside the house.

Now, it was time to face it.

“…You arrived safely.”

The closed door opened, and his mother showed her face from inside the house.

“Mother.”

“Oh, um. Was the drive cold? It’s snowing a lot, too.”

Sadly, she looked a bit gaunt. Even though she was wearing a thick knit sweater, her thin frame was prominent. Nevertheless, his mother greeted both Cha Moogyul and Baek Heeheon with a warm smile. He could feel the effort she was making.

“Yes, we weren’t cold. We’re fine.”

“Right… Come on in. You must be hungry, right? I made a lot of things Heeheon likes. Gyeol, too…”

Then, his mother’s voice trailed off for a moment. It was because she had seen Cha Moogyul’s arm wrapped around Heeheon’s waist.

Looking slightly surprised, his mother blinked and guided the two of them inside.

“Uh, right. Hurry and come in. It must be cold.”

Even though he must have seen her flustered reaction, Cha Moogyul did not remove his arm. Instead, he pulled Heeheon in even more forcefully, holding him as if he were completely trapped in his arms, and entered the house. Then, paying no mind to the fact that his mother was watching, he got the indoor slippers for Heeheon to change into.

“Heeheon. Your shoes.”

“Ah, thanks.”

That was not all. Cha Moogyul even took off the coat Heeheon was wearing with his own hands.

“Your coat, too.”

“Uh-huh.”

It was something he always did, so Heeheon was used to it, but being taken care of in front of his mother felt strange. Especially since it was none other than Cha Moogyul doing this.

Sure enough, at the sight of Cha Moogyul, who was now 180 degrees different from his former self, affectionately and meticulously taking care of Baek Heeheon, his mother’s eyes widened as if they would burst. Her pupils dilated immensely. It seemed she was thoroughly shocked.

“Oh… my.”

Letting out a small gasp, his mother covered her mouth with one hand. Perhaps thinking she had seen wrong, her gaze, which kept piercingly scrutinizing the two of them, was quite intense.

Then, as a final blow, Cha Moogyul reached out and gently brushed the snowflakes from Heeheon’s hair. The touch of his hand on his hair was soft and deliberate, and completely unlike the Cha Moogyul his mother knew, it seemed to be dripping with affection for Baek Heeheon.

“It’s already gotten wet. Your hair.”

Cha Moogyul was focused on Heeheon’s hair. The low voice he let out was very pleasant to hear, but it seemed he could not just let him be.

‘It must be really surprising.’

Could his mother possibly faint on the spot from how much Cha Moogyul had changed?

Heeheon shook his head inwardly and offered his mother the flower basket he had prepared. Before coming to the main house, he had stopped by the flower shop he had visited last time and prepared a flower basket today as well.

“Please take this, Mother.”

“Ah? Oh my. O-okay… Thank you. Oh my.”

His mother accepted the flower basket with her fingertips trembling slightly.

‘She must be in shock…’

After all, telling her over the phone and letting her see it with her own eyes were two different things.

Well. In truth, even Baek Heeheon himself, the person in question, was still not fully used to the affectionate Cha Moogyul. He was sometimes so dazed by the man who had become such a perfect lover, enough to make him completely forget the past.

From the moment they became certain of their mutual feelings, Cha Moogyul expressed his affection for Heeheon as if to show it off. He was even more so when they were alone. He was good at saying sweet things, and he spouted embarrassing expressions without hesitation. He never missed a love confession, either…

‘To the point where it’s troublesome how well he treats me.’

They passed through the hallway and went inside. When they arrived at the living room reception area, Mister Kwon Il, who had been waiting for the two of them, welcomed them with a pleased greeting.

Unlike his mother, who was quite flustered, Mister Kwon Il looked calm and composed. Rather, he seemed prepared, like someone who had already foreseen this future.

“Welcome, you two.”

The mister first smiled at Heeheon and offered a handshake, and then he fixed Cha Moogyul with a cool gaze and said a word.

“Congratulations.”

“…”

“You got your way in the end.”

Got his way…

Could it be that Mister Kwon Il had guessed to some extent?

Heeheon thought, his brow slightly furrowed. Cha Moogyul exchanged a look with Mister Kwon Il in silent response. As if proving that blood is thicker than water, their two sets of cold eyes, both the same shade of black, clashed in mid-air. After watching each other like that, Cha Moogyul turned his head first and looked at Heeheon.

And then one word.

“Yes.”

After spitting out the short reply, he lowered his chin and kissed Heeheon’s head. He blatantly and confidently pressed his lips to his hair and pulled away, and this time, even Baek Heeheon was surprised. So what if they had revealed their relationship.

A peck in front of Mister Kwon Il?

‘W-well, it’s not like he did it on the lips.’

Besides, his mother had already caught them kissing. Did it mean that since she had already seen it, it didn’t matter?

No, but still, to display affection so openly? Was there really a need for that?

Suddenly embarrassed, Heeheon pushed Cha Moogyul away a little. He tried to pull away slightly, but Cha Moogyul did not let him go and held his waist tight, then pointedly kissed his forehead again.

“Ah, hey. Wait a minute. Gyeol.”

Seeing the two of them stuck together as one, Mister Kwon Il burst out laughing. He even added a joke in his dignified voice.

“Yes. You two have gotten close.”

Yes…?

“It shows.”

he said, and then Mister Kwon Il suddenly called out for his mother.

“Honey!”

His mother, who had gone to place the flower basket from Heeheon on the dining table, came to the reception room upon hearing him call for her.

“Yes?”

Peeking her head in, his mother entered the reception room, and Mister Kwon Il shot out an arm and snatched her up. Holding her in his arms, he gestured with his chin towards Baek Heeheon and Cha Moogyul, who were stuck together.

“Look at that, honey.”

The flustered mother tried to get out of Mister Kwon Il’s embrace, but Mister Kwon Il just laughed and did not release the arm wrapped around her waist. He continued speaking.

“The suit Heeheon is wearing, do you recognize it? It’s made in such detail. The placement of the cuffs, that position is inconvenient to put on alone. That’s a sign that another person’s touch is required every time it’s put on and taken off.”

“Wh-what?”