Junsu turned to close the door, but a whisper caught his attention. “Junsu, help me.” Chansung called out. Junsu stood at the door and tapped his finger against his chin wondering for a bit, teasing the other. “Hmm…” he thought, this only made Chansung more impatient and he even gave him a small glare.

“Junsu!” he called again, still in a whisper.

“Shh… alright, alright. Just shut up.” Junsu whispered back, quietly making his way to the other, carefully picking up the small children, one by one and placing them in their own beds.

After what took about 15 minutes, both Junsu and Chansung walked into the kitchen. “Ah, I can feel my arms again.” Chansung mumbled to himself as he stretched his body to get the blood moving.

“C’mon now, it couldn’t have been that bad.” Junsu teased the other as he placed a kettle on the stove. “I’m surprised you were able to get them into bed this early. I hope they don’t wake up.”

“I promise them a story if they went to bed early. They even behaved during bath time.”

Junsu looked at Chansung with a disbelief expression. “Really? That’s pretty rare. You’re really good with the little ones.” he praised, making Chansung’s turn into a faint shade of pink.

“I’m not that good. Anyways, aren’t you a little late coming home? It’s almost 8:00p.” Junsu just shrugged his shoulders, “I guess I must have lost track of time after leaving work. I went to see my dad.” Chansung just nodded his head, “Doing better?” Junsu just gave a simple nod as he pulled out some things to cook. The two made light conversation as they prepared a small dinner.

“I made extra, just incase they wake up.” Junsu informed Chansung as he placed the extra portions on a large serving plate. Chansung took the plate before Junsu could wrap it with the plastic wrap and wrapped it himself. “I’ll go put this in the fridge, why don’t you start eat