Byung Hee left his daughter's room and closed the door behind him as he heard thud, thud, thud, behind his back, footsteps of Joon, Rain and Mireu running across the hall behind him.

"aigoo, stop running in the hall!", Byung Hee nagged.

"I use the sink first!", "No I do!", "Dong-saeng's first!", "You mean Hyung's first!", "I think the phrase is, y Cousin's first", came responses from all three boys running into the bathroom to prepare for bed. Byung Hee sighed and walked back to the kitchen to see, Seungho, putting his laptop lid down.

"what took so long?", Seungho asked curiously. Byung Hee lazily walked to the kimchi and closed the shove, letting it cool off, saying in a soft grunt,

"your kid's are in a pain in my arse", causing Seungho to chuckle. Byung Hee continued to grunt in annoyment as he heard Seungho declare his smooth convincing, come here. on the back of his teeth, he walked over to the dining table and stood on the side of Seungho, spatting nonchalantly like his daughter, what.

"aigoo, you sound like your daughter", Seungho noticed. Byung Hee rolled his eyes and before he could turn to leave, he felt arms around his waist, pulling him close instantly. Seungho locked his wrists behind Byung Hee's waist as he smiled lazily up at his partner. Byung Hee, even more annoyed, slaps the lid of Seungho's cap, covering the older males eyes and semi-face. Seungho merely chuckled behind it and mumbled underneath the cap, Saranghae.

Byung Hee smirked slightly and tosses the Yang leader's hat to the side, revealing his smiling smooth lips and warm eyes glaring up at him.

"wae? wae, are you insulting my daughter?",
"aigoo, have you seen his behavior lately, no manners at all", SeungHo remarked against Thunder's attitude. Thunder had studied aboard in the Philippines during his elementary and middle school years and the bland attitude he developed offended SeungHo. Manners, Manners, Manners, were the key to family — or so SeungHo declared. Byung Hee merely slapped his partner's broad shoulder playfully, defending his daughter.

"He's my favorite, so shut up", causing SeungHo to merely roll his eyes and bluntly state, "I prefer Mireu",

"that's because you bully him to kill time!", Byung Hee nagged and was suddenly jolted forward. His lips locked with the males, he muffled a few curses into the kiss before closing his eyes and savoring the leader's sweet plump lips. They locked lips and held firmly in each others grasp, but the door bell rang. Byung Hee parts from the lips instantly leaving a pouting SeungHo as both heads turned towards the doorway of the kitchen. A smile lingered along the Umma's lips,

"and both our favorite is here ~", Byung Hee sang as the footsteps approached the doorway of the kitchen.

A beautiful petite doll figure peaked into the kitchen with a smile, "did I interrupt something?",

"of course not, Ha Na ---", Byung Hee smiled but was cut off by the Yang leader nonchalantly tone, "yes you did, Ha Na".

Byung Hee slaps his arm and slips from his grasp approaching you, who was dangling a heavy plastic bag along your wrists as you held your earlobes, apologizing while handing a teasing SeungHo the change. Byung Hee chuckled and took the bag placing it on the marble counter.

"thank you so much Ha Na, I needed it for breakfast tomorrow morning", Byung Hee said as he opened the kitchen cabinet placing the box of batter into the shelf.

"Umma, your making waffles tomorrow?",
"you know how Mireu love them, Ha Na", you nodded in agreement.
"Umma, Oppa didn't cause trouble did he?",
"of course not ---",

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmma!", a cry came from the living room.

"Aish, SeungHo, I ---", SeungHo got up and completed his wife's sentence himself, "I'm on it", as he exited the kitchen with you to see the cry coming from no one other than their youngest son. The child ran down the hall approaching you two and hid behind you, panting, as SeungHo looked up to see a chasing Joon followed by Rain. Both paused on their tracks as they panted, especially Joon, who looked extremely tensed.

"you brat!", Joon charged towards Mir but you kept him safe behind yourself and Appa stood crossing his arms in front to protect both his kid's from the obvious angry Joon. Rain locked his arms under Joon's arms and backed him up as he immediately began to protest,

"wae?! wae defending this brat for?!", Joon began to kick but it was useless as Rain picked him up off the floor in his grasp. Byung Hee came out the kitchen wiping his slender fingers with a small towel as he leaned against the living room's entrance watching the scene. SeungHo heard the footsteps and looked over his shoulder as he gestured with his eyes, a little help? But Byung Hee merely shrugged his shoulders,

"aigoo, your the Appa, your turn to deal with your kids now", as he just wanted to watch his panda perform his charismatic leadership skills, but SeungHo sighed, clearly hoping the Umma would take care of the mess.

"aish, Joon, calm down...", he said lazily, placing his head against his forehead indicting a obvious headache.

"wae! this brat kicked me!",
"you weren't listening to my arrangement for my mangas!", Mir yelled as he hid behind you.
"I'll arrange your face, you little ---",
"Joonie-ah~", you coo, frowning causing him to stop kicking and rapidly cool off like steam. Mir instantly wraps his arms around your waist, burying his facial into your chest, his jawline burying along your cleavage as Joon narrowed his eyes, envious, but you didn't notice much.

"yah! you little!", Joon began again threateningly causing Mireu to nuzzle closer as you held him firmly, frowning at Lee Joon's childish actions.

"Joon-ah, don't behave like that", you coo in aegyo.
"but look what's he's doing!"
"enough, Joonie, go to your room",

"I would if Rain-Hyung wasn't cutting off my circulation!", Joon bluntly stated causing Rain to let go which caused him to drop spat onto the floor. He groaned in pain as you sigh and Mir into his room and tuck him in like every night routine. Rain-Hyung walked away from the scene and knew Joonie would eventually get of the floor himself and follow his Hyung, like always. Groans were loudly being heard from Thunder's room followed by loud music echoing the walls - he must have turned the volume of his iPod louder to block out the distracting noise. As the scene cleared up in a rhythm, SeungHo dragged over to Byung Hee and place his hand above the youngster's head against the door frame. G.O, notionally backs up and leans against it, being pinned practically.

"How was it?", the panda asked, regarding his performance as an Appa.
Byung Hee tapped his finger against his lip to think for a second before he teasingly states,
"eh, could do better", the Yang leader roughly grabs the chin of the handsome face of his partners.
"shut up", causing G.O. to giggle and cup the leader's cheek, the soft skin with his thumb. Yang SeungHo makes the move and leans in pressing his lips against the Umma's, kissing warmly and cutely, ending their usual evening.