❝well, hey there, handsome.❞ the man got startled when a voice echoed in the room after spending fifteen minutes alone there, just staring and checking himself out on the mirror.

letting out a laugh, hansol folded his arms across his chest as he turned to face his husband that looked exactly what he had stated. ❝hello there, too, handsome.❞

chuckling, the chinese walked over to his husband and threw his arms over his shoulders, tiptoeing just to have their noses to touch for a boop. ❝you can't use the same compliment again, mister ji hansol.❞

❝what should i say, then, mister ji-qian kun?❞ wrapping his arms around his lover's waist, pulling him close to the point that they have their lips ghosting over each other, teasing and urging them for kiss.

❝hello there,❞ getting nearing with their lips and nose touching but only to tease him, kun then gave him a smirk. ❝the man i married and the love of my life.❞

hansol then let out a grunt as he tightened his grip around his husband's waist, earning a whimper coming from the shorter. ❝just fucking kiss me?❞

clicking his tongue, the younger then smacked his chest because of the man's unexpected action. ❝hey, couldn't you wait?❞

❝i don't know,❞ passing by his lips hansol went to whisper on to his husband's ear. ❝can you stop slowly grinding on me?❞

kun paused for a moment before having his lips curving up to a sly smile, not thinking that the man would notice what he has been doing while he was taking painfully slow in dallying time. nonetheless, he still acted like he had no idea how much it affected and annoyed that taller. ❝how, like this, baba?❞

❝ah, fuck.❞ hansol had to close his eyes at the sensation which the latter is giving him, the way he pressed their bodies without notice. it didn't anger him, instead, it provoked me. ❝kid, you're seriously going to be the death of me.❞

❝should i prepare your death bed, then?❞ taking hold of his collar, kun tiptoed just to be able to reach to his level. ❝or i probably have to prepare mine.❞

eyes on his lips, hansol uttered out a deep chuckle. ❝rather than a death bed, a wheelchair is much more appropriate in this situation.❞

kun wasn't able to say a word when his thought was silenced out with a kiss, having his lips being ravished by the man. it was as if it has been centuries since they have last had their lips collided, when they even had the audacity to have one round inside the bathroom. with a moan slipping out of his mouth, hansol ate it up as he didn't even let the younger male breathe from the kiss.

not losing, the chinese slipped his hand under the man's lose shirt and traced it down to the v-line which he could feel. but before he can even begin unbuckling his belt, hansol had taken hold of his wrist and had it locked behind him, gluing their already pressed bodies together and having their hardened members to rub— but that moment didn't last long when they heard keys being fumbled.

and a cough getting in between their session, ❝this room reeks of sexual tension.❞

with kun letting out a laugh, hansol gave this certain person a glare before stiffening on his place upon seeing who it actually is.

the chinese then pushed himself away from being all over his husband's body, turning around to face his friend who is finally here after giving him a call. ❝ten, are you ready to go?❞

❝i told johnny to go ahead first because he's taking the kids with them. cess and twenty doesn't want to take the car, so i have no choice but let them go with their daddy because they prefer riding his bike.❞ squinting his eyes, the thai male had his judgmental focus on the man who's avoiding him at all cost. ❝but it looks like you're also busy riding your own daddy's bike here while sian is patiently waiting in the living room.❞

heat then rose up to kun's cheeks because of what his friend told him. ❝i'm not r-riding anything. anyways, you're coming with us?❞

❝isn't that the main reason why i'm here?❞ and god know what these two might do inside the car if ever they'd get an opportunity of their little boy sleeping. seeing them act like this when they're just inside their room, ten can't help but doubt that something risky would indeed happen on the long ride.

❝alright then, i'll put our things inside the car with sian's help.❞ facing his husband once again, kun tiptoed for an innocent kiss on the man's lips. ❝see you there, baba.❞

giving the keys to his friend, ten mustered up a smile as he watched the chinese pass by him and walk down the hallways to the stairs. upon seeing that the coast is finally clear, the smile on his face dropped down to a frown real quick as he is now looking straight at the man who's obviously finding a way to escape from him.

❝what was that?❞ ten asked the question as if what he saw a while ago was a crime.

hansol then shrugged his shoulders, going to his bed and grabbing the duffle bag that's filled with his and his lover's clothes. ❝just talking to my husband like the usual.❞

blocking the doorway, ten prevented the man from leaving without giving him a proper explanation. ❝we are going to discuss about this.❞

❝there's nothing to talk, ten suh.❞ hansol tried to take over the situation in hopes to threaten the shorter male with his gaze.

but the stern look that the doctor was making him feel guilty on his spot, because he knew well that the latter is also disappointed with what he has done. ❝ji hansol, what were you doing with kun—❞

❝he's my husband!❞ raising his voice, hansol regretted doing that because of how both his son and his lover might have heard it. ❝can't i do those to my own husband?❞

❝and he's my friend, ji hansol!❞ ten spat back, wanting to defend his actions as to why it's seemingly like he's pushing the two away. ❝like you, i also miss my friend.❞

❝but he's there—❞ the man wasn't able to finish his sentence when the thai male started to shout at him, his eyes brimming with tears.

❝that's not the ji-qian kun i grew up with.❞ ten then told him, not wanting to have an argument on this very special day, but can't help but be scared at what he had witnessed a while ago. ❝i'm not trying to separate you with your own husband, i'm just telling you to know your limits. i told you his condition because i trusted you. hansol, i know you miss him so much, i do too, that's why i'm finding a solution to fix this. why can't you just cooperate?❞

but being stubborn as he is, even though he admitted that he's guilty, hansol still can't put himself to pay attention to the younger's words. ❝i am cooperating.❞

❝not with what happened you aren't.❞ approaching him, ten lifted his hand up and pointed a finger to warn him. ❝he may still be kun, but he's not the one i grew up with, not the one i am spending my future with.❞

the two of them continued having their private conversation inside the room that's wide open, not thinking of a possibility that someone might come up and hear them.

❝and you, yourself, should also be aware that he's not your future.❞ ten told him, not holding back with his words.

and neither of them even noticed a figure waiting outside the room and walking away upon hearing that.

ending their talk here, ten brought his hand up and shoved the keys to the man's chest, which had two buttons unclasped by his husband awhile ago. ❝i accidentally gave kun the house keys instead of the car keys, which are those. so, hurry up because you're driving.❞

seeing the shorter's small figure walking away, hansol had his tongue poking inside his cheek in annoyance. he then let out a scoff and the most irritating thing he's suffering right now is not being able to do anything because the doctor already went out of the room to catch up with his friend. the man had so many things to argue about despite of knowing that it's not the proper time to do so.

but having to keep it in, hansol just stored in mind that ten is a doctor and he knows what he's doing. who else is he going to trust other than him?

not getting any choices to pick, the man finally went out of the room after having an internal debate within himself. he could see that all of the rooms inside the house was locked and that kun had already dealt with everything. making his way to the front door, hansol stopped midway when he heard footsteps behind him. it startled him a bit, but he composed himself as soon as he knew who it was.

❝kid?❞ that's why he called him out.

meanwhile, the person whom he guessed that was walking from behind then huffed. ❝playing with an underboss is no fun!❞

hansol turned around with a chuckle, admiring the pout his lover is having on his face. ❝you're not waiting at the car? i thought sian is helping you with our things.❞

❝i came back to get the keys—❞ widening his eyes, kun paused as soon as he was put to realization in what he was about to say. shaking his head, he quickly came up with another reason, matching it up with a smile just so the man won't suspect a thing. ❝i just felt the need to drink water first before leaving.❞

walking towards him, hansol went to lace their fingers together as he held his hand. ❝let's go?❞

but to his surprise, kun gently lets go of it once he went away. ❝let's go!❞

it didn't look like he was excited, he looked like he's avoiding him.

shrugging that thought he's having, hansol followed from behind nonetheless and went ahead first as his lover is locking the front door. while heading to the gates, a bright smile was shown on his face when he was greeted by their little boy being in the doctor's arms and waving his hand at him. being soft for his son, the man lifted his hand up and was about to do the same, but his attention was being taken away by a movement he had caught by his peripheral view.

snapping his head to the side, hansol now had his brows furrowed when he noticed an unfamiliar car being parked there. years of living in this boring but safe neighborhood, he hadn't really noticed someone owning a car that looked like that.

❝baba, are you—❞ as kun was about to push his lover forward, he was cut off with a question coming from him.

❝has that car been there since then?❞ he asked, squinting his eyes in hopes to who are inside.

peeking over the man's shoulders, kun heaved out a sigh. ❝that's probably the neighbors. come on, sian is waiting.❞

no, that can't be. he hasn't seen that car around this street. it might be possible that the neighbor just recently bought that vehicle, but he would have at least seen that around here. and the fact that he can make out a man wearing a suit inside the car is not settling right with him.

or it might just be him overthinking, right?

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❝uncle kun!❞

when kun got out of the car, the first he had encountered was being mobbed by kids who came running out from this familiar beach house. he had no idea on what to do and where to run away— not like he had a chance to do so since the second he breathed was also the moment when he was being suffocated by the kids. it's just adorable to see his own son trying to protect him from the rampage, but only getting pushed aside in the end. he tried to pull each one of them away from clinging to his mama, but instead, he got squished along with their embrace.

❝jisung, is that jiro?❞ hansol asked as soon as he took their bags and having a certain someone being there to help him. ❝the last time i met him, he was almost as tall as you. how on earth did he get so short?❞

this someone, who's actually forced to lend a generous hand or he'll have his head decapitated, took some of the bags while answering. ❝the fuck, hyung? no, that's jie. how on earth are you not able to know my kids?❞

❝how are you not able to differentiate a gun and a toy gun?❞ hansol snapped at him, finding a way just not to answer that question.

rolling his eyes, jisung gave the man a scowl. ❝just say you still haven't memorized the kids and go.❞

because he got it right, hansol wasn't able to hold himself back from replying with a complain. ❝why does the kids keep on popping up though? i always keep on reminding you guys to appreciate the condom's existence.❞

❝i—❞ jisung was indeed taken aback by that reminder, but he wasn't able to continue what he was about to say when he heard the kids' voice getting louder.

"uncle kun, sian said lion king is nice. i want you to read me that book!"

"no, uncle kun is burning the kitchen with me!"

"uncle kun, papa has a cardboard standee of daddy, i want one for jiro too!"

regardless of feeling bad for his husband that's being cornered with children, hansol can't help but let out a laugh because of how conflicted his lover looked. ❝he's so popular with kids.❞

❝of course, he took care of all of them when we always ask him to.❞ jisung can't even count how many times he had asked the older chinese to look out for his two sons. however, he's in the mood of teasing this ex-underboss here. ❝oh, how time passes by real quick. now, it's you two asking us, especially xiaojun hyung, to look after for sian.❞

❝shut up.❞ nudging the younger, hansol only got a laugh from him.

knowing that the man needed help in handling with all of the children gathering around him like they were making their own cult, jisung immediately thought of a way to shoo them off. ❝kids, uncle lele is making sandwiches for all of us! how about help him?❞

indeed, it did manage to get their attention, but it only caused for them to whine at him and beg for what they wanted. ❝but we want to bring uncle kun with us!❞

helping him out, hansol then gave them a sad smile. ❝uncle kun is busy—❞

❝i have time, it's okay.❞ the chinese that's now the center of attention then prevented his husband from saying something that can possibly stop him from hanging out with these adorable angels. ❝i can go with them.❞

with that being said, the kids didn't hesitate nor waste another second in pushing their uncle kun carefully towards the beach house. both kun and hansol had locked gazes for a moment until the chinese looked away first without even giving the man a smile or some sort of reassurance that everything is going to be alright. it did hurt him a bit, but it puzzled him more as to why he was acting cold.

even jisung noticed the thick tension between them, ❝something happen? i could have sworn i just heard ten hyung complain about how you two were making out first thing in the morning.❞

sighing, hansol began walking with the younger following from beside. ❝it's nothing. by the way, how are you guys? i got busy for the past weeks that i'm not able to catch up.❞

❝that explains you switching jiro and jie up.❞ jisung told him, still bitter about it. ❝well, chenle and i—❞

❝i don't want to know about your relationship with chenle, i know you two still go fishing.❞ hansol said, having to filter his words since the kids are around. ❝the others, donghyuck and mark?❞

gasping, jisung looked like he was ready to spill everything about those two. ❝i heard that they aren't in good terms right now.❞

leaning close, hansol wanted to know the beef behind this. ❝why so? that's rare, considering that those two are the most sweetest.❞

❝well, mark hyung found an envelope inside their room, it's filled with pregnancy test results.❞ before the older can speak, jisung had answered the question that he was about to ask. ❝i doubt that it's from chan nor dahyun, since mark hyung looked mad about it. it can only mean one thing.❞

stopping by the porch, the two of them stared at each other with knowing looks as they answered simultaneously. ❝donghyuck is pregnant and is hiding it from mark.❞

❝what are you two doing?❞

❝ah— what the fuck!❞ and it seems like the both of them became one in that very moment, shouting in chorus as they didn't expect for someone to walk up on them as they discuss about something so confidential.

even the person who got in between their conversation got startled from it, flinching from his place. ❝damn, what were you two talking about?❞

❝hey, yukhei!❞ hansol greeted with a nervous smile, nudging his elbow to his company from beside to back him up.

letting out an uneasy chuckle, jisung had no idea how he's going to cover up what they were talking about. ❝h-hyung, why are you out here?❞

❝oh, just taking a stick,❞ both of them were then taken aback when the man took out a pack of cigarettes. ❝jungwoo doesn't like it when i do it in front of him.❞

that then caught the two off guard, having hansol to raise the question first. ❝but didn't you already stop doing that way back?❞

❝hyung,❞ jisung didn't want to ask this in a straightforward manner, but dallying time would only make it worse. maybe he's in a hurry and they're trapping him here with a lot of concerns. ❝are you and jungwoo hyung fighting?❞

heaving out a stressful sigh, yukhei stared at the two with a tired smile. ❝it's not just him, i'm just really overwhelmed lately.❞

❝work?❞ hansol guessed.

and jisung's would be, ❝kids?❞

but the real answer would be, ❝everything.❞

since they were at the porch, it's safe to say that he's already allowed to take a stick. the both of them just watched as the man lit up the cigarette and putting the tip in between his lips.

with a bitter chuckle, yukhei pointed the other tip to the ex-underboss who's giving him a worried expression. ❝hyung, how do you manage it?❞

❝manage what?❞ hansol was clueless as to what he was going to question him.

❝work, your son, everything,❞ yukhei then said, slurring even though he hasn't gotten himself drunk yet. ❝even your husband that's from the past.❞

the man's eyes was then widened at how he said that out loud, making him forget about the fact that jisung, here, still had no idea about the situation that he is in. ❝what do you mean husband from the past—❞

❝hey! how about the three of us go out for a drink, hm?❞ hansol suggested out of nowhere, cutting the younger off from asking anything.

❝in broad daylight?❞ yukhei looked like the older had said something so disgusting, only to muster up an approving smile the next second. ❝i like that idea.❞

❝great! how about you, jisung?❞ turning to the younger male who's still carrying his bags, hansol gave him a nervous smile that told him to tag along and not leave him alone.

not really having a choice to begin with, the younger had let out a sigh. ❝i don't drink, but i guess going with you would be fine. it's not like i would be of help in the kitchen anyways, chenle is busy there.❞

❝alright, then!❞ putting himself to a halt, hansol has his ears perked up when he sensed something not right.

it also seemed like jisung feeling like something was going on. the both of them gave each other a look before nodding their heads. they had no firearms with them, the younger male probably forgot to bring his gun with him during the trip, but he's relying on his fist. hansol zipped open the bag he's holding and finally took hold of the gun inside it.

yukhei looked so confused as to why they looked like they were going to pounce at anyone any moment from now. ❝guys, what—❞

he was then silenced when the both of them snapped their heads to his direction and gave him a look. dropping the stick that he had lit up, yukhei slapped his hands over his mouth, giving them a nod as he followed from behind even though he knew he wouldn't be off use if a fight is going to erupt.

slowly walking down from the porch, the two of them faced to the direction where they were suspecting of something— only to startle and alarm a family that's part of their group reunion.

groaning, hansol was relieved that he didn't pull his gun out. he would have probably created a scene for that. ❝sungchan, shotaro?❞

❝you guys, what the fucketh?❞ and as usual, it's the skyscraper and his own vocabulary.

having their child in his arms, shotaro, who had himself covered up with a beanie, a mask, and sunglasses, then managed to ask. ❝are you guys alright? you two looked disturbed.❞

❝yeah, it's just something.❞ jisung placed a hand on the man's chest and pushed him back. ❝i didn't expect you two to be here? i thought shotaro hyung would be busy.❞

the said celebrity then chuckled, ❝i am, but i made time for my family. also, baby onigiri here doesn't want to miss out on yuta-kun's daughter's birthday. baby rice ball is a big fan.❞

nodding his head, sungchan darted his gaze at the older who's still bothered. ❝by the way, hansol hyung, did you bring friends over?❞

❝what?❞ confused, the man snapped out from his thoughts that's causing him to be alarmed.

❝yeah, they were near your car when we made our way here.❞ sungchan told him, completely unaware of what's going on. ❝anyways, we'll go inside first. baby onigiri might have to meet with—❞

❝is shiho here yet?❞ a little girl's voice was heard as her head peeked out from the hoodie that's covering her from the public.

giggling, shotaro lowered his mask down just to place a peck on his baby's forehead. ❝we'll see her inside, okay?❞

❝see ya!❞ guiding the two, sungchan excused themselves as he was also excited to see his bestfriend that, he guessed, is staying inside the kitchen.

both jisung and hansol waited for the two of them to get inside the beach house that's large enough for their big group would fit in. after that, they looked at each other with faces trying to decipher what that skyscraper meant with having friends over. there's no way he would bring friends over at an occasion where the actor is celebrating his child's birthday. also, this is a private resort, those unknown people can't possibly get inside, right?

but to be sure, ❝ji, please tell me you brought a gun.❞

❝i'm crossing my fingers that chenle didn't switch it with toy guns.❞ even jisung was scared of what's going to possibly happen after getting that information.

meanwhile, one of them here is worried of something else. ❝uh, guys, are we still up for daylight drinking?❞

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