Arriving at the top of the building at their apartment, they looked for Chan and Changbin, who were still lying in bed but no longer slept. They talked quietly to each other, while Changbin tried to massage Chan's back at least halfway committed.

"Well," Minho said with a smile and sat down at the end of the bed, while Jisung squeezed between the two.

"What's that going to be?" Chan asked with a grin, but he didn't get an answer from Jisung. He had closed his eyes, cuddled up to Changbin and pulled the older's arm around him.

"Are you coming to the balcony for a moment?" Minho asked Chan with a small smile while he plucked at the black hat that he had put in his head to cover his hair.

Chan got up and pulled Minho behind him to the balcony.

Waiting, he watched as Minho lit a cigarette and leaned against the wall with a sigh.

"And how was it?" he finally asked.

Minho shrugged his shoulders.

"Jimin drove us. And I hardly think Ji would have talked about it when he was there. That's why I didn't even ask. But at least he didn't run out of the practice angry. Maybe that's a little progress."

"And how are you?"

"I don't know to be honest. I hope so much that he does the therapy and that it will help him."

Disgusted, he looked at the cigarette and snapped it out. "That doesn't help either," he murmured.

Chan waited until Minho had thrown the cigarette into the ashtray and then pulled him into his arm.

"We can do it!"

Minho leaned against him and closed his eyes. Chan pulled him closer to himself and stroked his back.

"Do we want to cuddle a little more with Binnie and Ji? Or do you want to do something else?"

"Cuddle in bed," Minho murmured.

That made Chan smile. He kissed Minho gently and then dragged him into the bedroom.

Jisung and Changbin had fallen asleep again.

Minho lay down next to Jisung and had actually expected Chan to lay down with Changbin, but the elder lay down next to him and pulled him into his arms.

"Sleep well Min."

Minho snuggled up to Chan and closed his eyes.

It felt incredibly good to be able to let himself fall. To sink into Chan's arms and not have to think about anything for at least a moment.

Just before he fell asleep, he felt Chan gently kissing him on the temple.

Changbin woke up because he was cold. In the meantime, Jisung had managed to grab the entire blanket, even though they were snuggled close to each other.

Yawning, he sat up and noticed that Minho and Chan were lying in bed again. The two slept snuggled together. Chan had put his arm around Minho, while the younger almost disappeared into Chan's arm.

Grinning, Changbin grabbed his phone and first took a photo of the two and then another one on which Jisung could also be seen.

Completely satisfied with himself, he finally got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The warm water rattled down on him, he leaned on the wall and closed his eyes.

The time in the studio had done well and mentally he also felt well utilized, but he felt the urgent need to workout. To push his body to its limits until his muscles trembled and were about to give in.

Nevertheless, he decided to wait until the others were awake. Maybe one of them wanted to come along.

After the shower, he thought for a brief moment if he should make something to eat, but the real chefs here were Minho and Chan. Changbin was as talented as Jisung and happy if he didn't torch the kitchen during his cooking attempts.

So he sat down on the sofa instead and turned on the TV.

Not that he was really interested in what was to be seen there, but at the moment he preferred it to the silence of the apartment.

Jisung was the first how came into the living room to see where Changbin had gone.

"Well, couldn't you sleep anymore?"

He sat down with him and cuddled up to him.

"A certain someone pulled the whole blanket to him and I was cold," Changbin replied with a crooked grin.
"In addition, 1 p.m. is really late enough to get up."

"Don't look at me like that, I was already awake at 9 and even left the house. I almost only took a nap. Besides, you are the stronger of the two of us. What can I do if you allow me to steal the whole blanket?"

Before Jisung knew it, Changbin held him with one hand and tickled him with the other.

"Mercy," Jisung whimpered played and when Changbin let him go, he pulled out and boxed him with full force against the shoulder.

Before Changbin could react, Jisung jumped up and ran away from him. Which led to them running around the sofa laughing and Changbin finally managed to push Jisung back on it.

Laughing, Jisung cuddled up to him after Changbin dropped next to him.

"All right. Do we want to wake Minho and Chan?" Changbin asked and yawned.

"No. They looked as cute as they cuddled. Let them sleep. We could order something and wake them up when it's there. Or do you want to cook?" Jisung asked him with a grin and raised his eyebrows.

"I think the last cooking attempt by both of us has clearly proven that we don't belong in the kitchen."

With those words, he opened the app of the delivery service and ordered food. After that, he pulled Jisung satisfied a little closer to him and together they followed the events on the TV halfway attentively.

Shortly before the food arrived, Minho came into the living room, sat down wordlessly with the two on the sofa and pulled Jisung to himself.

Jisung stretched out, kissed Minho and then cuddled up to him contentedly.

Changbin watched the two smiling, got up and went to the bedroom to see Chan. He sat on the bed and rubbed his eyes.

"Hey Baby," he sat down next to him and pulled him to himself.

Chan leaned against him.

"Is there a chance that you will take a shower with me?" he asked with a crooked smile.

Changbin looked at him with a grin, but shook his head.

"We ordered food and it should be there soon. If you want to take a shower first, you should hurry."

Chan got up a little reluctantly and tried to drag Changbin with him, but he let himself fall back on the bed laughing.

"Off you go to shower !" he said laughing and looked after Chan, who went pouting towards the bathroom.

But when he walked past Minho and Jisung, he had to smile again. The two sat cuddled together on the sofa and Minho had lovingly put his arm around Jisung.

Suddenly Chan stunned and wondered why he hadn't noticed this before.

"What happened to your hair?"

Jisung's eyes began to shine and he straightened up.

"Do you like it?" he asked, ran his hand through his hair and looked at Chan waiting.

Chan came closer and stroked first through Jisungs and then through Minho's hair.

Grinning, he bent down and kissed Minho first and then Jisung.

"You look hot! Now we just have to persuade Binnie to dye his hair blonde and then we are the blonde four musketeers," he said with a grin and disappeared towards the bathroom.

Minho and Jisung looked at each other with a grin.

"He's right, you look hot," Minho murmured, pulled Jisung to him and kissed him.

But before Jisung could answer anything, the doorbell rang.

Sighing, Minho got up and went to the door, while Jisung began to set the table. A short time later, Chan came out of the bathroom wet and only with a towel around his hip.

"Mmmmmh, food. Smells good," he said and wanted to sit down at the table, but Jisung stopped him.

"There are rules in this house! Go get dressed!" he said with a smile.

Which led to Chan putting his wet arms around him and pulling Jisung close to himself.

"Christopher, take your fingers off my fiancé!" shouted Minho amused, who just came out of the kitchen with glasses in his hands.

Laughing, Chan let Jisung go and ran into the bedroom before Minho even had the chance to put down the glasses.

There were large wet spots everywhere on Jisung's clothes and he looked pouting over to Minho.

"Come here, you drama queen," Minho said with a laugh and stretched out his arms to Jisung.

He threw himself in with a played sobbing and snuggled up to him.

"Go put on a dry shirt so we can eat."

At the moment when Minho let go of Jisung and he disappeared into the bedroom, strong arms lay around Minho's waist.

"What's going on here?" Changbin asked laughing, while Minho turned around and returned the hug.

"Oh, you know the two being just themselves. Sit down so we can eat when the two are back."

Neither of them was surprised when a short time later Chan carried Jisung on his back to the dining table.

Finally they sat together at the table and ate the food that Changbin had ordered.

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