Junsu raised an eyebrow, he didn’t recognize the man that had walked in, but he could feel the pace of his heart speed up. “That would be me, how can I help you?” he questioned trying to keep his voice steady.

“Good afternoon, my name is Mr. Ramyun, I work for the collections agency. Did you know that you’re overdue on the medical payments, Mr. Kim?”

Junsu could feel himself turn ghost white, leaving him speechless, and in a frantic panic. Running the situation through his mind, he tried his best to stay calm. “How can that be? The medical payment is under that woman’s name.”

“By that woman, I’m sure you’re referring to your mother, then, yes, it used to be, but she had cut off all ties from your family completely, leaving the medical bills and any other payments under your name.” the man explained. Again Junsu was in another panic attack.

“How long has this been going on?” Junsu asked trying to keep his voice steady, holding back the scream and tears he wish he could let loose.

“About 5 months, but since this is probably the first you’ve heard of it, I’ll cut you some slack and give you the remainder of the month to build up your finances, that's about two week. So, until then Mr. Kim, you have a good day.” The collections agent walked out of the small store, and as soon as the ringing of the bell had subsided, Junsu broke down.

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At home Chansung was in the kitchen prepping lunch, he decided to learn how to cook, or at least try to learn. He was no professional chef but he figured simple things like sandwiches or even instant ramen would be enough to make Junsu’s life a little bit less stressful.

“Hey, set up for lunch, Junsu should be home soon.” Chansung called into the living room, where the little ones were playing ‘don’t kill the horse piece’ on the chess board.

“Ok!” Junho happily called back, leaving the others to clean up the pieces. Chansung patted the little boy’s shoulder as he handed him the plate with sliced fruits. “Be careful.” Soon Luna entered and helped place the plates down, one after another the little ones would enter the kitchen and help set the table.

The little ones sat patiently at the table waiting for their older brother to walk through the door, but about two hours had passed by and still no Junsu. Chansung lightly tapped his fingers on the table. “You guys go ahead and start eating; I don’t want to make you wait anymore.”

“B-but what about Junnie, I thought we were waiting for him?” Sulli asked with a pout and tears caught on the corner of her eyes. Amber helped wipe away the tears and pat her head. “It’s ok Sulli, we’ll kick Jun’s when he get home!” Chansung couldn’t help but chuckle to himself as he watched the little ones take care of one another.

“You do that, teach him a lesson. Anyways, I’ll go take care of the laundry outside. So eat up.” They all nodded and happily started to devour the layout of food on the table. “Just leave some for Junsu!” Chansung called over his shoulder as he picked up the laundry basket. He grabbed the door handle, pulling it open, he was unaware that Junsu was on the other side pushing the door in. With the sudden pull of the door Junsu came flying in, only to be caught by the other. “Junsu?”

It took Junsu a while to realize where he was, but when he did he pushed himself off of Chansung once their eyes met and locked onto one another. “S-sorry…” he barely spoke. “You’re late, is everything ok?” Chansung asked full of concern, Chansung always saw Junsu as energetic and bright, even when he’s had a rough day at work, but something seemed off, he felt it and that began to worry him. Junsu nodded with a small smile. “Just tired is all.” Chansung wanted to keep talking to the other but the kids came running out of the kitchen to