Minho didn't took long to get to the new apartment.

He wanted nothing more than to cuddle in Chan's arm. The therapy session had been exhausting and he had to pull himself together a lot and not burst into tears.

Actually, he had wanted to talk to Jisung about it, but his fiancé had been so absorbed in his work and had seemed so fulfilled that he didn't want to disturb him.

Without announcing himself, Minho unlocked the apartment door and went in search of Chan.

Who squatted with a naked upper body in one of the bedrooms and set up the new bed, which had arrived in the morning.

The sweat ran down his back and he was madly annoyed that the air condition wouldn't work. It was incredibly warm in the apartment.

Frightened, he spun around as hands lay on his shoulders. He had been so busy with his thoughts that he hadn't seen at all how Minho had come into the apartment.

"Min, God, don't sca-"

When he noticed the expression on Minho's face, he broke off the sentence and pulled the younger into his arm.

Without a word, Minho wrapped his arms around him and leaned his head against Chan's shoulder.

"Do we want to go home?" Chan asked quietly.

For a moment, Minho just pressed himself against Chan and tried to breathe calmly. Tears were filling his eyes and he was about to cry.

Chan gently stroked his back and after Minho was sure that he had some control again, he detached himself from Chan and nodded.

"Let's go home," he murmured.

Arriving at the car, Chan Minho looked confused. "Where is Ji?"

That made Minho smile.

"He's in the studio with Binnie."

"Just like that?" Chan asked in amazement.

"Well, we knew you were worried about whether he would manage to go back to work. And since we wanted to take a little load off your shoulders, Ji went to the studio with Marc to see if he can do it."

Chan looked at Minho for a moment and then pulled him into his arm.

"I love you so much," he murmured.

Chan took the key from Minho and sat in the driver's seat after he opened the passenger door for Minho.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialed Changbin's number.

"Hay Babe, are you still busy?"

"Is that my new nickname now? Yes, we are."

Chan shook his head with a grin.

"Yes it is. I'm going home with Minho. Will you let me know if we are supposed to pick you up?"

"Mhm, I'll do it. We love you!"

"We love you too! Bye Babe"

"Bye," Changbin murmured and hung up.

When the two arrived home, their way led directly to the bedroom.

Carelessly, Minho threw his sweater on the floor, took off his pants and hid under the duvet.

Chan followed his example, took off his sweater and pants and then lay down in bed with Minho.

"Come here," he said, stretching out his arms to Minho.

Without hesitation, Minho snuggled up to him. Locked his eyes and breathed in Chan's familiar smell.

He was incredibly happy to be able to cuddle with Chan. Of course, he could also have told Jisung how he was feeling, but so immersed in his work and so happy with it, he hadn't seen him for a long time.

Not that he had really been in the studio often, but when they had talked about work at home, Jisung was rather annoyed and stressed in the time before the kidnapping than he had been looking forward to work.

Chan lovingly stroked his back and then buried his hand in Minho's hair.

"Would you like to talk about it, or just cuddle?"

"Just cuddling...," Minho murmured.

Chan gently kissed Minho and pulled him closer.

"I should have said something... I noticed that he wasn't feeling well..." Jisung murmured, angry at himself and sad that he hadn't reacted to Minho.

"You trust Chan, don't you?"

Jisung nodded hesitantly. Not because he didn't trust Chan, but because he wasn't sure what Changbin was getting at.

"And if Minho wasn't there if you were feeling bad, but Chan was, then you would let him take you in his arms and comfort you, wouldn't you?"

"Yes, of course... but I should have reacted to him anyway."

Sighing, Changbin pulled Jisung onto his lap.

"Baby, he noticed how absorbed you were in work. I'm sure he would have talked to you if he really needed it! Don't be too hard on yourself, but be happy about your success today! Because I'm incredibly sure, no matter how Min is doing, he's incredibly proud of you!"

Jisung leaned against Changbin and closed his eyes for a moment.

It had already become quite late by now and they were both incredibly satisfied with how they had progressed.

But he missed Minho and Chan and wanted nothing more than to cuddle with the two and Changbin.

"Binnie, we can drive home," Jisung asked quietly and snuggled closer to the elder.

"Of course, baby. Let me save this briefly and then we'll go," Changbin gently stroked through Jisung's hair and then turned back to the computer.

A short time later, they sat in one of the label's cars and were driven home.

Actually, Changbin would have preferred to drive himself, but since Minho had taken the car to pick up Chan, they had no other choice.

It was already getting dark outside, which was nothing unusual at this time of year, but it felt like they had spent an eternity apart from Chan and Minho. What they, after spending two months almost every minute together, the few hours felt very long.

When they arrived home, they found Chan and Minho sleeping in bed.

"Do you want to eat something or cuddle with-"

Changbin had looked at Minho and Chan when he had started talking and then turned to Jisung, who had already taken off his pants and was about to take off his sweater.

"I'll assume that means cuddling," Changbin said with a grin and also took off his sweater and pants.

Chan and Minho opened their eyes sleepily as Jisung and Changbin cuddled into bed with them.

Actually, Chan was incredibly curious about how it went in the studio, but he was tired and had the feeling that it wasn't the right moment for this conversation.

Jisung had cuddled closely to Minho. His one hand in Minho's hair, the other under his shirt.

He was close to crying, although he knew that Changbin had been right with everything and he could actually be proud of himself.

Sleepy, Minho turned to him and pulled Jisung into his arm.

"Are you okay?" Minho asked worriedly.

At first, Jisung nodded, but then shook his head.

"I'm sorry I didn't took care of you..." Jisung murmured softly and the first tears ran down his face.

"Baby, it's all good... we just talked a lot about my mother and that was very exhausting..." Minho said quietly and gently stroked Jisung's back.

Jisung nodded and yet the tears continued to run down his face. Unhappy, he pressed himself against Minho and buried his face on the older's shoulder.

"Stop crying angel, it's all right! I am incredibly proud of you! That was your first day in the studio and you did amazing! Be proud of yourself! Just as we are!" said Minho lovingly, but definitely.

Surprised, Jisung raised his head and noticed that all three were looking at him.

"You are amazing baby! And we are proud of you! And I promise you Minho was in good hands with me!" said Chan and grinned crookedly.

"You see, just as I told you," Changbin said, reaching for Jisung's hand.

Jisung looked at them sobbing.

"I love you so much!" he tried to wipe away his tears, but they didn't want to stop running down his cheeks.

"And we love you!" said Minho, bent over to Jisung and kissed him gently.

"Yes, we love you!" Chan said with a grin, threw himself at Jisung and kissed him stormily.

"Hey, make room! I want to kiss him too!" said Changbin and tried to push Chan down from Jisung.

"No! HE IS MY PRECIOUS!" Chan growled, clinging to Jisung.

That made everyone laugh and Jisung's tears finally stopped running down his face.

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