"Aahhh!! Home sweet home!! And my girlfriend and daughter!" Chan groaned as he parked his car in the house's open garage and got out.

He'll take out his things later. For now, all he needs was a hug from you and his daughter, Berry, a Royal King Charles Spaniel breed dog.

He was back from another of their STRAYKIDS world tour and was away from Seoul for more than a month. Which meant more than a month away from you, your touch and your kisses.

And of course, Berry's kisses too.

Being a globally famous K-pop idol AND the eldest and the leader of a whole ass group was hard. Not to mention he was also the global brand ambassador of the luxury Italian fashion house Fendi.

"Suitcases can stay in my car." He grinned as he got out of his sleek black Rolls-Royce Cullinan, with a handful of bags in his left arm.

Those bags were heavy as fuck but daily gym had made him muscular enough to have abs and biceps and strong enough to lift over 160Kgs of weight. These bags were nothing.

Along with a clean shaven sharp jawline and porcelain smooth skin.

As usual. Gifts for you and Berry. He always spoiled both his girls too much, especially when he came home after a long world concert tour.

He adjusted his cap and made his way out of the garage and upto the front door of his big two-floor house along with a big backyard garden, especially for Berry to do her zoomies through the flower bushes and plants.

He had a spare key to get in and he did, groaning as he dropped the bags on the entrance and sat down to take off his boots.

After doing so, he picked up the bags and hurried upstairs. It was around 12 PM and he had already texted you when he'd get by home from Incheon airport.

He opened the door to the big master bedroom but....you were not there. The plush yellow dog bed was empty too.

Huh. Where were you? Did you go out to take Berry on a walk?

But then he heard soft barking noises from downstairs backyard. A dimpled smile formed on his face.

So there you both were.

Not even bothering to change first, still in his white buttoned up shirt and black jeans, he hurried downstairs.

The backyard door was a big sliding glass door, just like those traditional Japanese ones, just to make it easier to open and close which was connected to the living room.

"Babe?" Chan opened the sliding glass door, only to freeze on spot.

There you were, wearing a tight short black tank top with shorts and white socks, your legs bare, looking like a whole snack as always.

You were seated under one of the wooden shed benches he had installed in the backyard for you, feeding a fucking parrot.

An Indian ring neck. A vibrant green feathered sweetheart with vibrant red beaks, making grinding noises with it's beak and squeaky sounds as you fed it.

But this one was neither an adult nor a baby. It looked like in it's young stage, around two months old since it's eyes were completely beady black with no ring around it's neck. And cause of no ring yet, it was hard to tell if the parrot was a male or female.

It sat on your knee where you were hand feeding it with a syringe of... something?

And that's not all.

His spoiled daughter, Berry, sat in the grass a few feet away. But beside her was a FUCKING FALCON?!

The falcon, maybe around 40 or 50 cm in size, was chilling beside Berry, it's head tucked under it's feather.

Not only a falcon, but also a whole ass crow who was sitting on Berry's head, pecking and preening Berry's fur.

Right on the table infront of the shed bench, sat a whole ass snake. A peach coloured, maybe around 3.5 feet tall, was a corn snake, the MOST harmless of snakes, all coiled up in a ball, sunbathing and just chilling, it's tongue keep flicking out.

A young parrot. A falcon. A crow. A snake.

Berry, for some reason, was looking way too proud, her tail wagging proudly.

Chan turned his head towards you.

"Babe? What is this?" He finally spoke, stepping out in the backyard. "I left for only over a—...what the fuck happened in one month?!"