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Shooting Star

 

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It really was late, probably a little past midnight and the skies were coated thick with clouds and no sign of the moon. It was so cold and silent. Most people were already in bed by now, sleeping without any care in the world. 

 

A young man could also be found dozing on a lighthouse that previously served as his working space. Deep bags could be seen underneath his eyes from the complete and total lack of sleep. His skin looked pale, almost sickeningly so, while his long blue hair was tied rather messily in a simple high ponytail. 

 

Khun was actually planning to get some work done when the stress and exhaustion of the past weeks finally hit him and he fell into light doze. However, the blunette could not have been sleeping for more than 30 minutes before a sudden loud wail woke him. 

 

He immediately staggered to his feet, swaying a little at the sudden movement. He abandoned his lighthouse and ran quickly to the direction of the bed where the source of the loud cries was coming from.

 

Hastily Khun picked up a certain brown haired baby and began to gently rock him, ignoring the bout of dizziness he was currently experiencing due to being woken up all of sudden. 

 

Vihan’s cries slowly died down as the rocking motion soothed him and the child fell back to sleep, and Khun was really thankful for that. Usually, it would take longer to calm the little brunette. Vihan was a lot more sensitive than his younger brother, Luan. The boy would wake up even at the slightest sound and would often have sudden bout of fevers that caused him to cry all night. So Khun always had to prepare the milk and be ready to calm the boy down before Vihan became more fussy and cried to the point of waking his twin.

 

Come to think of it…

 

The new father glanced to the bed and carefully watched as another baby, this one with fuzzy blue hair, was still sleeping peacefully—seemingly undisturbed by his crying twin nor the commotion around him. 

 

He breathed out a sigh of relief. 

 

It's good that Luan was not startled awake by Vihan's crying this time. Khun didn’t think he would be able to deal with it again if both of them started crying together like a few nights ago. 

 

Last time, no matter what he did the twins would not stop crying. 

 

He had tried to pick and rock them slowly in order to calm them down but it didn’t work. 

 

He also tried to give them more blanket in case they were feeling cold but they still cried. 

 

He tried to take off all blankets and extra clothing in case they were feeling too hot and suffocated but they started crying even louder.

 

He tried humming and even singing a few soothing lullaby that he remembered listening to but they still didn’t stop—!

 

At that moment, Khun felt like crying himself. He really didn’t know what to do anymore. It—he never felt so helpless and frustrated as the children's cries reached a whole new level.

 

He really could not do this anymore.

 

Please

 

he asked, pleaded the two crying babies, his and that person's sons

 

please please stop crying.

 

…..

 

Miraculously it worked.

 

The twins released small sniffles followed by hiccups before their crying slowly died down. Two pairs of tear filled eyes then looked at (and seemed to study) him before they finally finally quieted down and simply stared at their father in silence.

 

So Khun—defected son, traitor, light bearer, strategist—learned how to become a parent, a father, and had to adapt a new routine for his children. Instead of going over files and reports while looking for information using his light house like usual, the blue haired male now had to spend his day and night taking care of the two newborns. He didn’t really have any time for himself save for some brief moments where the babies would be sleeping without making any fuss. Sleep and bath had even become a luxury for him; he'd be extremely thankful if he managed to eat and take a bath without any interruption nowadays. 

 

Gently, Khun placed the sleeping Vihan back on the bed. Luan, who seemed to recognize his brother's presence even in deep sleep, slowly turned his head to Vihan's direction and released a content sigh. The blunette smiled at the scene. 

 

He still needed to look over the file in his light house tomorrow (or was it later today? He didn’t know what time it’s right now). And there was the mess in the kitchen that he needed to clean as soon as possible. There were also the piles of dirty clothes, diapers, baby wipes and everything that needed to be taken care of.

 

But Khun was tired, very very tired. He didn’t even remember the last time he had been able to sleep for more than an hour. Every time he closed his eyes and tried to rest there was always something that needed his attention. 

 

He looked at the bed as well as the two small figures currently occupying it. 

 

He was really tired. Surely it wouldn’t hurt if he joined them and get some rest?

 

Maybe.

 

Maybe just for a while. 

 

He took a moment to turn off all the lights before climbing into the bed beside the soundly sleeping twins. Feeling comforted by their steady breathings and heartbeats, his eyes slowly closed down. Maybe, just maybe this time he could get a few hours sleep before the twins woke him up again with their crying fit.

 

Khun slowly slide closer to the two and drew them to his chest. 

 


I cannot give you the star or even the moon. But I can give you my heart, my soul and my love.

 

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Sleep well little ones.

 

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Chapter 2

 

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Khun raised his eyebrow at the sight that greeted him upon his arrival. He watched in silence as Hachuling and Ran struggled to calm a blue-haired toddler while trying to make a bottle of milk.

 

Hachuling still looked the same as always. Although he seemed to have aged a bit, now looking more like a man in his late twenties rather than a teenager. While his current babysitting companion, Ran, had grown tremendously over the years. He was now almost as tall as Khun and supported a very attractive appearance of young teenager. 

 

Yet at the moment the two looked disheveled and particularly worn out, like they have been out fighting high rankers or division commanders instead of taking care a mere toddler. 

 

He frowned as the duo, who he had asked to watch over Luan when he was taking Vihan for his regular check-up, hadn’t even noticed him although the light bearer had made no effort whatsoever to conceal his presence. He continued watching how Luan began to fuss as Hachuling dropped a bag of baby formula in his attempt to make a bottle of milk for the toddler. 

 

“Ops.”

 

The blunette twitched at seeing the mess the scout had made. He was really going to make Hachuling clean everything using toothbrush later.

 

“...do you think we are supposed to use teaspoon or tablespoon this time?” the older male asked.

 

Ran, awkwardly carrying a squirming Luan, looked at the spoons Hachuling was holding and frowned, “I don’t know, what’s the difference?”

 

The older Khun shrugged and put a few odd spoonful of the baby formula into the bottle, “Then we just need to add water right?”

 

“I think so.” Ran paused, watching the other fill the bottle to the brim until the point of overflowing. “Oi, I don’t think you are supposed to add that much water!”

 

“Really?” Quickly pouring more than half of the content to the drain, Hachuling then capped the bottle and gave it a few shake. Both watched as the liquid inside the bottle quickly turned into pale white, resembling more of muddy water than milk. “...”

 

“AA said that it’s supposed to be white in color and in normal body temperature.” Ran stated. He shifted Luan onto his left arm and reached for the baby bottle with his other. “It is cold and off white.”

 

Hachuling simply shrugged, looking at the miniature AA with golden eyes who began to kick another fuss at being hungry. “Well, children always like ice cream.”

 

At this point, Luan’s cries had almost became deafening. The two Khuns winced at the amount of noise and racket the boy made and wondered how AA dealt with such little devil on daily basis. Ran, as the one holding Luan, was especially struggling to keep his nephew in place even as the toddler kicked and pulled at his hair restlessly. Hachuling attempted to assist him only to end up getting kicked on the chest by one hungry toddler.

 

“Give him to me.” Khun ordered with a sigh, successfully surprising the two as he seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. 

 

The light bearer gave Vihan to a surprised Hachuling, who accepted the small bundle awkwardly and wondered if he was supposed to make another bottle of milk for the newly arrived twin.

 

Khun then reached for the crying Luan and immediately took him from Ran. He gently rocked the small body, making a few soothing noise as he tried to calm the young blunette. It took about five minutes before Luan finally calm down, his cries subsided into small sniffs.

 

The two Khuns looked in astonishment as their ‘sibling’, with excellent expertise, began making a bottle of milk and finished it in mere seconds. The ice user then switched Luan into a more comfortable position and told the toddler to drink. They watched, flabbergasted, as the little blue haired child squealed and gulped his milk hungrily.

 

“How…?”

 

“AA must have magic.”

 

“Baby control skills?”

 

A shrug. “Must be.”

 

“I can hear you.” Khun stated from where he was still holding Luan and making sure the toddler finish all his milk. “Stop saying nonsense.”  

 

Ran and Hachuling stayed quiet for once and continued watching as Luan finished his milk and Khun wiped his face with obvious care.

 

Another stunning event it seemed. They never saw Khun—AA—made that kind of face before!

 

Hachuling’s gaze flew to his hidden observer, planning to record the memorable occurrence in secret.

 

“Don’t even think about it.” The younger blunette warned without even turning around.

 

The scout sulked, raising his hands in surrender to the other's warning. 

 

Meanwhile, Luan, who had just finished his drink, had blinked and titled his head cutely at the interaction between the older males.

 

Khun was about to say something else to his sulking sibling when there was a small tug on his shirt. He looked down to find familiar golden eyes gazing adoringly at him.

 

“What is it?”

 

The blue-haired strategist saw two chubby arms wrap around his chest and try to draw him into a small hug. Luan snuggled onto the older’s chest as he sighed happily, “Pa…”

 


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Chapter 3

 

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“Now do you remember my name? It's your favorite uncle Hachuling! Ha-chu-ling.”

 

“Don’t listen to him. Here, say my name first. Ran. R-A-N.”

 

Khun sighed exasperatedly as he watched the antics of his so-called siblings. After Luan had said his first word, those two had been competing on getting the boy say their name first. 

 

Luan, being the focus of the said competition, just tilted his head curiously, “Ta?”

 

“He must be saying my name.” The older Khun stated with a smirk. 

 

“No. Mine.” Ran fired back just as stubbornly.

 

Another tired sigh from a certain light bearer. “Really, just what are they trying to do?”

 

What the duo didn’t know however was that Vihan had long said his first word before Luan did.

 

Khun turned to the small brunette who was mimicking his gaze at the rowdy trio. “You shouldn’t take after them okay?”

 

Vihan blinked, gold and blue eyes stared at him in interest. “Da!”

 

“Good boy.” He pat the little brown head, earning a bright grin from Vihan. “Your uncles are not as smart as they think, are they?”

 

“Da da!”

 

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“Now, your name is Vihan. Vi-han. Can you say it?”

 

“P-pi…pi—?”

 

“Almost.” Khun gave the toddler an encouraging smile. “Now repeat after me Vi.”

 

“Pi?”

 

“Vi.”

 

“Pi.”

 

“Vi-han.”

 

“Pi-an.”

 

A sigh. “Good enough I guess.” Khun poked the little brunette's nose and watched as Vihan giggled in delight. “So what's your name?”

 

Vihan pointed at himself. “Pi-an,” and then at the blue-eyed male, “Da-da?”

 

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“Come on. Say my name. It's very easy. Ha-chu-ling.” The scout tried to coax his golden-eyed nephew to no avail.

 

Luan, still busy munching on the latest toy he found interesting, looked up at Hachuling with a questioning grin. “A?”

 

“Not A. Ha. Ha-chu-ling.”

 

“A-tu?”

 

“Ha-chu-ling.”

 

“A-tu-rin?”

 

“No. It's Hachuling. Ha-chu-ling.”

 

“A-tu-rin!”

 

“Noooo…”

 

“Just accept it. Your name is too long anyway.”

 

“I don’t want to hear it from you, Unca Tan.”

 

“It’s Ran. Vihan got it correct this morning.”

 

“No! We cannot lose to them! Now, Luan, repeat after me. Hachuling. Ha-chu-ling.”

 

Luan, though not understanding what the older was talking about, nodded eagerly. “Un! A-tu-rin!”

 

“It’s Hachuling!”

 

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“It’s quite simple. Your name is Luan.” Khun tried to teach the distracted child. Luan looked up from where he had been playing with the alphabet toys his papa had brought for them. The toddler was holding the letter ‘M’ with one hand and was chewing on the letter ‘O’ when Khun called him. 

 

The older male quickly took away the two alphabets and pushed them aside for some cleaning later on. “Don’t do that.”

 

Luan just grinned innocently at him, arms raised in cheerful greeting. “Pa!”

 

“Yes, papa is here.” Khun brought a white paper with a large L-U-A-N written in bold and showed it to the bright-eyed toddler. “Now repeat after me. Lu-an.”

 

“Ru?”

 

“No, try it again. It’s Lu. Lu-an.”

 

“Ru-” the young blunette scrunched up his face in concentration, “Ru-run?”

 

“Lu-an.”

 

“Ru-wan?”

 

Khun took a deep breath, steadily ignoring the snicker of another, older blue haired male that has recently gained the nickname of ‘Unca Rin'.

 

“That’s fine. We could work on your speech later with Vihan.” He rewarded the boy with a soft smile, causing Luan to whoop happily at the attention.

 

“Pi-an?” 

 

“That’s your brother’s name—Vihan. Do you like it?”

 

The golden-eyed toddler squealed as he clapped his hands and called out happily, “Pi-an! Pi-an!”

 

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Khun was updating his database when he came across the latest conflict news. While he might not be as active as he used to be, the blunette still liked to be prepared and would regularly keep track of what's happening outside. So he read through several articles and skimmed over the unimportant parts until his eyes landed on a very familiar name—

 

Terror Attack: Slayers of FUG…

 

—and he closed the page without reading any further.

 

Too soon. 

 

It's still too soon. He could not bring himself to check on that person just yet. He now had the twins to think about so even thinking of going to that person and being with him was particularly impossible!

 

The blue-haired male waved his lighthouse away. He didn’t think he would be able to concentrate and get any work done again today.

 

Sometimes it's just too difficult. Seeing things that reminded of that person would just bring him a wave of conflicting emotions. 

 

That's why it's hard to look at Vihan at times. 

 

Vihan was the mirror image of that person sans the eyes. Whenever he looked at Vihan, he would be reminded of an older brown-haired male with honey colored gaze. “Bam…”

 

“Da ba-am?”

 

Khun turned at the small voice, finding Vihan was crawling just behind the light house he was sitting on.

 

“What are you doing here?” Khun picked up the little brunette and carried him to sit on his lap. “Where is your brother?” 

 

“Lu?”

 

“Yes, do you know where is Luan?”

 

Vihan shook his head. “No Lu!” The toddler answered innocently. Ran was supposed to watch Vihan, while Hachuling was with Luan. But apparently the little brunette had managed to escape from Ran or maybe his caretaker for the day had decided to fall asleep again

 

If that really what happened then he was going to hide all the yoghurt supply the blunette had on him. “Next time, make sure to draw on Ran’s face before you leave okay?” 

 

“Un tan?”

 

“Yes, uncle Ran. You can doodle all you want on his face.”

 

Vihan nodded happily. Though Khun was not sure the boy really understood what he was saying. “’kay!”
 


“Good. Do you want to stay with me?” 

 

Vihan didn’t reply and only stared at Khun for a long while. 

 

“Is something wrong?”

 

Vihan raised one chubby hand to touch his father's face. “Da sad?”

 

Khun shook his head, a faint smile on his face. “I am not sad.”

 

“No sad?”

 

Khun touched his forehead to Vihan and sighed softly at the toddler's comforting scent. “No, I am not sad.”

 

Vihan titled his head, curious. “Da ba-am?”

 

The question caused the light bearer to momentarily freeze. “I am not Bam.” Khun responded after a long silence. He stared at the boy’s dual colored eyes and wondered if Vihan was going to ask about his other parent one day. What would he and Luan think then? Khun knew he couldn’t hide the truth forever. But he just wanted to keep the identity of the twins’ other parent a while longer, even if it made him feel like a horrible father. “I wonder if you and Luan are going to forgive me someday…”

 

“Da?”

 

“It’s nothing. Sorry, you must be confused huh?”

 

Vihan shook his head. “No sowie.” The brown-haired toddler tried to frown but failed adorably. His puffed up cheeks making him more like a cute hamster more than anything. “Da no sad. Pi-an gud!”

 

That brought a smile on the bluenette’s face. “Yes, Vihan is a good boy, isn't he?”

 

“Gud! Da no sad!” 

 

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