Disclaimer: I still don't own boys over flowers and its characters. #sadlife. XD Happy reading!

Dad.

Yi jung sat at the dining table, staring down at the cold, untouched food in front of him.

Its 1.15 am but yi jung was determined to wait for him. To wait for his father. Usually yi jung couldn't be bothered about his father. They don't even see each other much since he was in high school. His father spend most of his time at clubs, shoving alcohols down his throat and going at girls who are obviously blind and crazy for money. And after coming back from Sweden, yi jung moved out completely of the mansion. He bought a cozy apartment in the outskirts of Seoul but rather near to ga eul's work place.

Yi jung stopped waiting for his father to come home and eat dinner with him for a long time but tonight, he step inside the dusty old mansion and start cooking. So yi jung is determined to wait. Yi jung have something important to talk to his father. And when the clock strike 2am, yi jung heard the front door clicked open. He took a deep breath and straightens himself up. He knew his father would probably come home drunk but he still prayed that maybe for once, only tonight, his father would come home to him sober.

And yi uttered a quick thanks to the higher power when he saw his father, walking straight. "yi jung." He said curtly.

"father," yi jung started. "join me for dinner?" he continued and noticed his father frowned lightly.

Shrugging, his father took off his coat and sat at the chair, across yi jung. "supper." He corrected his son.

Yi jung didn't give any reaction, he just stared at his amazingly sober father. "You're sober." He stated as he scoop some rice into his father's bowl.

Smirking, the So Hyun Sub said "you looked shocked."

"who wouldn't?"

Reaching out for the cold chicken wing, Hyun sub boldly said "well, you couldn't enjoy sex if you are drunk now, can you?"

Yi jung's face fell at that sentence and he put back his poker face. "I need to tell you something, dad."

"I'm all ears." He said, stuffing his mouth with food.

"I'm going to propose Ga Eul." Yi jung said, looking straight at his father.

He looked up from his bowl and looked at his son. They remained silent for a few seconds before Hyun Sub cleared his throat. "when?"

"tomorrow."

Hyun sub nodded twice and continue eating. Yi jung stared at the man he called father and sighed. "that will be all, father." He said, standing up. "enjoy your food." He added before walked to grab his coat and car keys.

When he reached the front door, he heard his father called him. "Yi jung."

Yi jung froze. He turned but his hands didn't leave the door knob. Hearing his name coming out from the old man lips still sounded weird till this day. "yes father?"

Hyun Sub walked to yi jung and dig into his pocket and pulled out a shining metal. Hyun sub extended his arm. "here." He said.

Yi jung stared at Hyun sub and looked down to his hand. "what's this?" yi jung asked without taking it.

"it belongs to your mother." Hyun sub said flatly. "she would be happy if you take it."

Yi jung stared at the gold diamond ring. Slowly, he took it from his father. "I thought you threw all mother's things." He accused but Hyun Sub shrugged. "I threw your step mother's stuff. Not your mom's. " He said flatly and the two So stared at each other in silence again.

"yi jung, listen." Hyun sub piped after a solid 5seconds of silence. "I know that my relationship with your mother wasn't good, but we loved each other once. I loved her and married her. That ring isn't so fancy but I bought it and she wore it. It once marked our love toward each other. You probably already bought your own ring but whether you use it or not, I know your mom would want me to pass it to you."

Yi jung looked at the wrinkled man and said "why didn't you gave it to hyung? He got married years ago."

Hyun sub stared down at the floor and sighed "because he gave up on us." looking up, he continued. "he gave up on you."

Yi jung narrowed his eyes and his father added "I weren't always with you, yi jung. But you always came back. You stayed at woo bin's place sometimes but you come home and stayed for a week or two. You went to Sweden but don't think I didn't notice that you came back during holidays, went to your mother's grave, cleaned up my room and cook meals." He said, with a small smile. "I might have given up on you, but you never did."

Yi jung blinked at his father's words. All this time, he'd thought his father never noticed him, never care about him. But he did, and unconsciously, a thin line of smile formed on Yi jung's lips. His father saw that and he too smiled. "you don't have to use it for tomorrow but keep it. " Hyun sub said and yi jung nodded.

The two men have grown so distant from each other all these years they didn't even leaned in for hugs. Hyun sub just extended his arm again and held his hand out for a handshake. Yi jung looked down at the hand before he too extended his arm and shook it firmly.

"go marry her. She's worth it." Hyun sub said and yi jung nodded again.

"thanks dad." He let out and hyun sub turned his back and walk away. Yi jung looked at his father's back before walked out to his car.

Smiling to himself he started the engine. Then his phone started to ring. It was woo bin.

Yi jung pressed the phone to his ear "yeah?"

"where are you?"

"I'm driving, woo bin. Make it quick."

Woo bin sighed."your dad have been searching for you. He met me just now and even hired my man to look for you. Go visit him, Jungie"

Yi jung remained silent for a while before he said quietly. "just did"

Woo bin paused for a second and let out a brief "proud of you, bro." he said and yi jung can hear the latter smiled through his voice. "Drive safe." Woo bin added and hung up.

Yi jung smiled to himself as he drove back to his apartment, holding the gold ring tight in his hand making a mental note to invite his father for a dinner with Ga Eul and himself for the second time.