As soon as the car pulled up in the driveway, Donghae bounded for the front door and yanked it open. He ran down the stairs and headed straight towards Heechul as the elder stepped out of the car, and threw his arms around him as tightly as he could.

“Hyung, I missed you so much,” Donghae said in a muffled voice as he buried his face in Heechul’s torso. Heechul chuckled and hugged Donghae happily.

“I missed you too, baby. I can’t wait until you come home,” He replied, giving Donghae a kiss on the cheek before the younger boy pushed him away as Kibum shuffled over to him.

While they had their mini love-fest, Heechul walked up to the house where Leeteuk was waiting for him at the door. Without a word, Leeteuk stepped forward and pulled Heechul into his embrace.  Feeling the warmth of Leeteuk’s arms around him, Heechul sighed contently knowing that everything was okay between them. He rested his head on Leeteuk’s shoulder and closed his eyes, softly breathing in the sweet scent of his boyfriend. Nothing felt more right than being together and he hated fighting about living apart, he just wished that Leeteuk would understand that now was not the right time.

“Hey, are you guys going to stand there all day or what?” Donghae’s voice broke through the moment, breaking the two adults apart.

“Oh, go play or something,” Heechul replied, rolling his eyes and pushing the two teens into the house.

Besides, both he and Leeteuk had the kids to think about. No matter how much they all enjoyed spending time together, they each had their own needs and demands and it wasn’t the right time to have them all move.

“Wanna help me finish dinner?” Leeteuk asked once Donghae and Kibum had walked away. Heechul looked at him and nodded slightly, giving Leeteuk a soft smile before they turned and headed into the kitchen together. Leeteuk handed Heechul an apron and together they started chopping vegetables and cooking the ground beef. There was a soft silence that filled the air; not uncomfortable or tense, but it just didn’t feel good so Heechul decided to break it.

“I’ve really missed you, Leeteuk,” He said, setting down the cutting knife and placing his hand over Leeteuk’s. Leeteuk sighed softly and stopped what he was doing and stared down at their hands.

“We can’t keep doing this, Heechul. It’s getting old and I’m tired of it,” He said quietly.

“I know, but it won’t be for much longer. I love you, okay?” Heechul replied, gently Leeteuk’s hand with his thumb. He swiftly leaned over and pressed his lips against Leeteuk’s, and he could practically feel his boyfriend’s lips melt against his own, which caused him to smile happily. Leeteuk pulled away, unable to keep the grin off his face.

“I love you too, Chulie,” He replied, nuzzling their noses together.

“Oh my god, get a room would you?” Eunhyuk scoffed in disgust as he walked into the kitchen and headed over to the refrigerator to grab a can of soda.

 He sent a smirk over at his brother and then left just as quickly as he came. But just as he peeked back one last time, he couldn’t help but smile as he saw his older brother lean for another chaste kiss. Shaking his head with a chuckle, Eunhyuk walked back to his bedroom where everyone was gathered. Closing the door behind him, he went to his bed and crawled up next to Donghae, who was chatting happily with Kibum and Henry.

As he talked, Donghae had a sparkle in his eye that Eunhyuk couldn’t help but smile at. Donghae just looked so happy with Kibum there and nothing made Eunhyuk happier than to see his boyfriend happy.

“What are you smiling at me for?” Donghae asked quietly, breaking Eunhyuk’s trance.

“Nothing,” Eunhyuk replied, looking away embarrassedly. Donghae shrugged and turned his attention back to his brothers. But when Eunhyuk’s arms slithered around his waist and pulled him closer, Donghae couldn’t keep the smile etching on his face.

“Kibum, come upstairs with me,” Henry said, eyeing the two suspiciously. Kibum nodded wordlessly and got up to follow the Chinese boy out of the room, heading up their stairs where they barricaded themselves in Henry’s bedroom.

“Sorry. They were going to start making out,” Henry informed him, rolling his eyes as he walked over to his window and pulled it open to get some fresh air in the room.

“How do you know?” Kibum replied curiously as he stood in front of Henry’s bookshelf and scoped out his books. He was disappointed though, because Henry’s taste in books was much different than his own.

“Seriously? When’s the last time you had a girlfriend?” Henry smirked, giving his brother a look.

“Shut up! That’s completely different because I have girlfriends and you all are gay,” Kibum retorted, blushing slightly.

“So? It’s the same thing! Haven’t you ever wrapped your arms around someone and then it turned into a kiss here and a kiss there and bam, you’re making out? They’ve been doing it all summer! It’s disgusting!” Henry ranted, making faces and causing Kibum to laugh at his childishness.

“You only think it’s gross because you’ve never done it! Henry, you are honestly the most prude one of us all. I bet you've never been kissed be fore, have  you?” Kibum said with a mischievous grin. Henry scowled and picked up one of the pillows off his bed and threw it across the room, but unfortunately he missed since Kibum quickly ducked in time.

“I have too! Besides, Sungmin hasn’t been kissed before so that makes him the prude one!” Henry roared, grabbing another up. Kibum laughed merrily and dodged out of the way for that one as well.

“Sungmin reads trashy novels. He may have never been kissed but he's not prude,” Kibum gloated, holding up his arms to shield himself from another flying pillow.

“I’m not innocent! I've watched before!” Henry objected, now grabbing his pillow to use as weapon.

“Don't lie, Henry. You leave the room when someone starts making out. Clearly you don't have a clue when it comes to intimacy,” Kibum responded, backing himself into a corner.

“Yes, I do!” Henry exclaimed, raising his pillow up, ready to beat Kibum with it.

“Yeah? Then tell me, Henry, what’s a ? Hmm? A ?” Kibum said with a smirk. Henry frowned and lowered his pillow, letting it drop to the floor. He opened his mouth to answer, but closed it just as quickly.

“Hold on, I’ll go ask Mama,” He said with a grin, turning and sprinting out the door. Kibum’s eyes went wide as a saucer and he quickly raced after his brother.

“No! Don’t you dare!” He shrieked, tackling the older boy to the floor in the middle of the hallway.

“Why? I wanna know!” Henry whined, attempting to crawl away. He couldn't get very far because Kibum had a tight hold on his legs, preventing him from moving any closer to the stairs.

“If you so much as even repeat those words I’ll kill you and stuff your body in a closet so you rot forever!” Kibum threatened, pinning Henry to the ground.

“Ohhh, you’re so scary,” Henry replied sarcastically. Kibum smirked and sat up, freeing Henry from his stronghold.

“Promise you won’t ever say those words in front of Heechul or I’m going to be in so much trouble,” He said, holding out his pinky finger.

“Why should I? I’m older than you, I should know this sort of stuff! Besides, I have a boyfriend, you don’t,” Henry replied haughtily.

“First off, you’re hardly a month older than me. Secondly, how many times must I remind you that I’m straight? Of course I wouldn’t have a boyfriend, idiot,” Kibum reminded him.

“Oh, whatever!” Henry scoffed.

“Promise me!” Kibum demanded. “Or I’m going to tell them that you have boyfriend!”

At this, Henry gasped and quickly linked his pink together with Kibum’s.

Having the family together put everyone in great moods. During dinner they all chatted happily and later enjoyed watching a movie together in the family room. But eventually it got late and so everyone was shooed off to their rooms for the night. Eunhyuk and Donghae shuffled down the hall to their bedroom, closing the door behind them, and Henry and Kibum sauntered up the stairs to Henry’s room for the night. Once they were all settled, Heechul and Leeteuk headed to their room as well, ready for some alone time to cuddle.

When they got to Leeteuk’s room, Heechul closed the bedroom door. Giving Leeteuk a quick kiss, he muttered that he’d be right back and headed over to the bathroom connected to the room and shut the door.

Leeteuk sighed softly and rid himself of his clothes, changing into pajamas before climbing into bed and pulling the covers over his body. He reached over and turned the lamp on, so the only light in the room came from under the bathroom door, but that soon disappeared as Heechul came back out and shuffled over to the bed and crawled in next to him. Leeteuk smiled contently and threw his arm across his boyfriend and scooted closer so he could nuzzle their noses together.

After several moments of lying together, sleep was ready to take over. At least for Leeteuk, who’s breathing was beginning to shallow. Heechul was still wide awake, watching as his lover began to drift away. He gently traced his fingers around Leeteuk’s facial features, each touch burning into his memory; as if he could ever forget.

As his fingers tickled down lower, running over the veins in Leeteuk’s neck, Heechul grinned mischievously as Leeteuk blinked opened his eyes and sent him a questioning look. But Heechul said nothing as he leaned onto his free arm, hovering mere centimeters above Leeteuk, before dipping his head down and capturing his boyfriend’s lips into his own. All the while, his hand continued to move lower and lower, tracing each and every inch of Leeteuk’s nicely defined abs.

“What are you doing, Chul?” Leeteuk muttered between fervent kisses. His breath hitched as a moan floated through his throat as Heechul slid his hand under the waistline of his pants.

“You, if you’d let me,” Heechul whispered, trailing wet kisses down Leeteuk’s neck as he palmed the evident below.

“D-Don’t, the kids…” Leeteuk tried to argue, but any objections he had went out the window when Heechul smirked and disappeared, along with his boxers, under the blankets.

But two seconds later he popped back up with a wide grin on his face.

At the same time downstairs, Eunhyuk and Donghae were also engaged in some not so innocent activities. With both their shirts missing, Donghae was perched on Eunhyuk’s lap, grinding their lower halves together as they hungrily devoured each other’s mouths. But when they heard a creak in the ceiling, they ceased their actions immediately, not wanting to get caught. They could hear movement above, meaning Heechul and Leeteuk were not in bed already. But the footsteps faded for a moment, only to return on the stairs and moments later they heard the front door open and close.

“Guess we’re not the only ones awake,” Eunhyuk said, placing his hand on Donghae’s cheek and it gently. Donghae smiled back at him before pushing him away and climbing off his boyfriend’s lap.

Having his bed pressed against the wall with the window, Henry could easily see out the window if he sat up. Doing this, he could see the fading lights of the car far in the distance and at the same time, two figures running across the lawn towards the trees. He grinned widely and lay back down on the pillow, rolling over to face Kibum.

“They all left! Going to have , right? Or do those two things you said earlier. Handblows?” He said curiously. Kibum sighed loudly and clenched his eyes shut.

“Go to sleep, Henry,” He said, turning over so that his back was facing his brother.

“ Club, woot woot!” Henry cheered.

“Speak for yourself,” Kibum scoffed, pulling his pillow over his head.