"Baby, are you thinking of calling your parents about the apartment?" Changbin asked as they sat on the sofa together after lunch.

"I'll do it. All that remains is what we will do afterwards. I've never had so much free time and have no idea what to do with it."

The others felt the same way.

But because Chan, Changbin and Jisung were known, it was not so easy to do anything outside the apartment. And as Chan and Minho had noticed in the morning, Minho was no longer safe from the cameras.

The photos and a video of Minho walking silently and vigilantly after Chan had long been on the net and there was wild speculation about it.

"I mean we can't just sit on the sofa all day for the next four to six weeks and watch movies...," Minho said frustrated and felt somehow locked up. Not that he didn't enjoy the closeness of the others. But he just wasn't used to sitting at home all day.

"Maybe we will find a new apartment faster than you think. Then you will have enough to do with packing and unpacking boxes," Chan said with a smile and pulled Minho to him.

"Hopefully," Minho murmured, stood up and pulled Chan behind him to the balcony.

Sighing, Jisung and Changbin looked after them.

"How are you, little one?" Changbin asked quietly.

"Good. I'm still a little panicking about tomorrow, but I'm still feeling pretty good right now. I'm looking forward to moving in with you."

Smiling, he snuggled up to Changbin, who lovingly put his arms around the younger one.

"I also like to be at home. And the ceiling doesn't fall on my head yet. I enjoy the time with you."

Changbin pulled him to him and kissed him.

"I didn't think it would ever be like this between us, but I enjoy it too," he murmured.

"I know what you mean."

They had always been close. Even after Jisung had come together with Minho and Chan with Changbin.

But something had changed with Jisung's kidnapping. Even if they had kissed from time to time before, or had slept and cuddled together in bed, it had become much more.

They were looking for more closeness to each other and made no secret of it that they needed each other.

And because they all knew each other for years, they often didn't even need any more words to understand each other.

"Binnie?"

"Hmm, little one, what's up?"

"Are you okay too? I mean because of yesterday..."

"Don't worry, little one. It was really hard. For all of us. But you are here again and I have the feeling that things are slowly going uphill again. That we support each other and are there for each other. I love you little one! I love Chan and even if I really never thought that, I also love Minho."

That made Jisung laugh.

"I love you too Binnie!" said Jisung and cuddled up to him.

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Minho sat cuddled to Chan on the balcony and played with the cigarette packet in his hand.

Sighing, he put the box aside and leaned against Chan.

"What's going on, honey? Just one hour ago you were still infinitely happy and now you are a pile of misery."

"I'm not used to being in public. I've never and never wanted to. I don't want my mom to notice anything from my life and somehow it drives me crazy. And I feel locked up here. Which is not up to you, but I would like to go out and do something but that has somehow become impossible now."

"Oh Min... Have some patience, honey. And if you're feeling a little better and Ji has the first therapy sessions behind him, then we'll go to the mountains as you wished."

"Sounds good," Minho murmured. "Channie, you should call your parents. Packing boxes sounds like a good distraction as long as I don't have to carry them."

Grinning, Chan pulled his phone out of his pocket. "Min, honey, tell me who actually decorated your apartment? You or Jisung?"

Minho snorted.

"I would never say anything against Ji. He is the most wonderful person in the world. But if I left to him what the apartment looks like, it would sink into chaos in a blink of a second. You should actually know that. You were on tour together more than once."

Chan laughed and dialed his mother's number.

"Hi Mum, I need your help..."

As expected, his mother was immediately ready to help them. And enthusiastic that her two sons and their partners wanted to move in together.

"You know Jisung is already part of our family anyway! I'll make a few calls and see if I can help you. I'll get back to you later."

"See you later Mum."

"See you later."

Smiling satisfied, he put his phone away again and pulled Minho back to him.

"So my handsome, my mom will call a few people and calls me back later. And she's really happy that we want to move in together."

Minho took a deep breath.

"Does that mean we should start packing and quit our apartments?" he asked and smiled.

"Well, since we are actually only with you anyway, we could start with Binnies and my apartment. And to be honest, I'm happy if I never have to go there again afterwards. Here with you it feels much more like home than there," said Chan and had to laugh against his will. "Not that we ever really spent a lot of time in the apartment."

"Then let's go pack," Minho shouted enthusiastically, jumped up and pulled Chan with him.

They found Jisung and Changbin cuddling on the sofa.

"Well, at least the two don't have a cabin fever," Chan said with a laugh.

Grinning, Jisung turned around. "Let's say we don't have a cabin fever yet."

"What do you think about us driving in Channies and Binnie's apartment and packing their things together?"

Changbin raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Now? Isn't that a little early? We don't have the new apartment yet."

Minho let himself sink on Changbin's lap and put his arms around his neck.

"You don't spend any more time in your apartment anyway. And for the broker of Chans Mum it will certainly be easier to find a new tenant if your stuff is no longer in there. In addition, we do something other than sitting at home," Minho said with a smile.

"True again." "

"Or would you like to spend some more time in your old apartment...? Alone...? Because Chan has already said he wants to stay here."

Minho stood up and pulled Changbin up, while Chan picked up Jisung, who had jumped happily grinning into his arm and now clung to him like a monkey with his arms and legs around the older.

"I suppose you like the idea?" he asked him with a smile.

Jisung nodded and let Chan carry him to the entrance.

Shaking their heads, Minho and Changbin followed the two.

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