A/N: Someone stop me please xD I can't stop writing family AU xD

The adoption process was difficult work. It was hard enough to find a country that allowed gay couples to adopt, but it was harder to find a Korean child. There were a lot of problems with the government and a lot of documents had to be submitted. But finally three months later, they were going to see their baby.

Hankyung went to Canada to pick him up, while Heechul stayed at home and worried. He worried that the boy wouldn’t like them, that he wouldn’t like Korea, that he would resent to learning a new language and that he didn’t have a mother, but two fathers. He cleaned their house in an insane frenzy and then took a shower.

After four hours of nail-biting and frantic messages to Hankyung (YAH WHERE ARE YOU? ARE YOU ALIVE? HANNIE ANSWER ME GODDAMMIT!), he heard the doorbell ring. He rushed to open the door and found an exhausted looking Hankyung with a tiny boy in his arms. Ushering them inside, Heechul sat them both down and handed them plates of food.

After everyone was fed, Heechul cleared his throat.

“Hi Henry,” he said in perfect English. “I’m Heechul.”

Henry’s face lit up.

“Mom?”

Heechul scowled at Hankyung who was trying not to laugh. He knew he should have cut his hair before Henry got here.

“No, I’m not mom. I’m dad.”

“But he’s dad,” said Henry, confused. He looked between both the adults and his eyes filled with tears