"Oppa?"

"What do I do, Chaerin?" Jiyong nervously circles the room.

"What are you talking about?" The girl wonders.

"I and Minjung are staying overnight at Seunghyun's this Friday."

"Okay," Chaerin's lips stretch into a sly knowing smile. "So what?"

"What do you mean 'so what'? I like Seunghyun, and I think that at night we... well... you know?"

"I know," Lee confirms, watching with interest as her friend hesitates.

"So, how it's going to happen? Two kids in the house..."

"First of all, don't be so anxious," Chaerin catches Jiyong and sits him down in the chair.  "And secondly, think about this. Thousands of couples have , while having small and not so small children at the house. Nobody's died from it. Of course, if you want to on the table in the kitchen or living room carpet - you have to forget about it, but in the bedroom... most importantly, make sure the kids are asleep, and lock the door."

"God, Chaerin!"

"What?" Lee innocently batts her thick eyelashes. "Do you want to work on your personal life or not? Or did you decide to lay yourself on the altar of fatherhood in the prime of your life?"

"I didn't," Kwon mutters.

"Good. I believe that your mysterious daddy will find a way to shut your mouth at the crucial moment."

***

"Minjung will sleep with Hani and Jiyong with me," Choi announces, flashing a toothy smile, and Kwon snorts quietly. Of course!

"Dad, can I sleep with you?" Hani tries.

"No. You see, you have a small bed, right? Just for you and Minjung. And dad and Jiyong will sleep in the big bed for big uncles."

Kwon snorts louder. Good thing the children are still small. If they were at least five years older than they would have realized that parents were spooning all night, trying to be as discreet as possible, masking everything as some kind of game.

They didn't manage to tuck the naughty children in bed at the first try, and then Jiyong and Seunghyun read them a story in two voices for some time, leaning over the book, and constantly missing their lines, distracted by the movement of each other's lips. Hani falls asleep first, Minjung romping for a little longer, getting used to the new place, but then also calms down.

"Do you want something to drink?" Seunghyun asks when they leave children in the bedroom and return to the living room.

Jiyong shrugs.

"Beer would be nice."

Sitting on the couch and sipping on the alcohol, Kwon feels like a high school student. It might seem that without a deterrent in the form of the kids they could go for more action, but they are just sitting and talking about abstract topics. Jiyong suddenly realizes that nothing important will happen today - and, for some reason, instead of being frustrated he feels relieved. He moves closer to Seunghyun, interrupting him mid-sentence, and presses their lips together. Choi slightly leans back, takes the unfinished beer away from Jiyong's hands and puts it near his bottle. He hugs him and, with his hand holding him by the neck, kisses him properly. Kwon feels his lips stretching into a sheepish smile, and giggles involuntarily.

"What's so funny?" Seunghyun quirks an eyebrow - and it looks funny, too.

"I'm just in a good mood," Jiyong answers. "Kiss me again."

They get to the bed about an hour later, tinkering for some time, trying to fit in together, kissing some more and drifting off to sleep. With his leg thrown over Seunghyun, Jiyong continues to smile.

***
"Chae, I think I'm in love."

The girl squints her eyes skeptically and stirs the sugar in her first cup of coffee for today.

"So you two hooked up?"

"No," Jiyong stretches his lips into a smile in response to her quizzically raised eyebrow. "But we kissed and slept in the same bed. I think I fell in love."

Chaerin winces when Kwon grabs her by the hand and takes a step back from the restless guy, fearing for the safety of her coffee.

"I don't understand what the problem is?"

"The problem?" Kwon freezes. "I'm just a little bit scared."

"It's okay. It's because you're unused to it. When are you two meeting next time?"

"This Friday. And Seunghyun asked me out for a lunch tomorrow."

"Well," Chaerin reassuringly squeezes Jiyong's shoulder. "Go charm your beau. Just don't be so anxious. Fighting!"

***
Another Friday family party goes nice. Dinner is eaten, the second cartoon is about to end, and the children lying between Seunghyun and Jiyong are romping around way less actively, nodding off.

Jiyong stretches, and gets up from the couch. He's thirsty.

"Jiyong! Jiyong!" Hani sits down as Kwon returns to the living room, and gets to the edge of the sofa.

"What, sweetheart?"

"Will you be my new mom?"

Kwon chokes on juice and snorts funnily.

"What?"

"Dad said," Hani explains,  " that you will be my mom if I ask you."

"But sunshine, it's your daddy that has to ask me for such a thing, not you," Jiyong slyly looks at Seunghyun, who strenuously pretends that he's not here now. He can no longer try to merge with the wall when his son also shifts his gaze at him.

"Okay," the man rises to his feet, "The children should go to sleep."

"But dad!"

"Go to sleep," Choi repeats. "Jiyong and I are going to tuck you in, and then we'll talk."

Hani and Minjung calm down suspiciously quickly, falling asleep almost immediately. Jiyong and Seunghyun go back to the kitchen.

"So," Kwon leans back on the countertop and looks at Choi. "Is there something you wanted to tell me?"

"Yeah," Seunghyun comes closer. Jiyong has to tilt his head when the man looms over him, resting his hands on either side of the guy's hips. "Will you be our new mom?"

"Right now? “

"Well, not right now," Seunghyun inches his face close to Jiyong's. "But with time..."

Jiyong's smiling, provocatively his lips in a few inches away from Choi's lips. The man watches the action with burning eyes.

"Let's go to sleep," Seunghyun still can't look away from Jiyong's lips, which is telling him that they are about to do something different rather than sleep.

"Let's go."

Choi takes Jiyong by the hand and pulls him along towards the bedroom, the other even has to press a hand to his mouth to stiffle his giggle. Somehow, the situation seems quite amusing. They're almost like schoolboys, hiding from the watchful eyes of their parents. Entering the room, Kwon immediately closes the door and doesn't even get to take a step when Seunghyun pulls him closer and kisses him.

"If children are going to interrupt us right now," he whispers into Jiyong's lips, "I will explode. Really."

"We should hurry to avoid this," Kwon smiles and pushes Seunghyun to the bed. He himself is on the edge, so he perfectly understands the other man.

Jiyong melts under all the kisses and touches, arches his back, trying to press closer, and breathes out in disappointment when Seunghyun rolls away.

"Kids are in the next room. It's more unnerving than I thought."

Kwon nods and tries to catch his breath, straightening his clothes, but Choi doesn't let him, lifting up his shirt and his quivering tummy with his palm.

"Seunghyun," Jiyong whispers, and it doesn't sound indignantly, but rather invitingly.

"Shhh," the man puts a finger to his lips. "Don't make any noise."

The palm on his stomach moves lower, and keeping quiet becomes absolutely unbearable.

**
They get out for breakfast looking crumpled and disheveled. Jiyong cooks pancakes with apples that Hani has grown to love and shrugs Seunghyun's sneaky hands off himself.

"Jiyong, so will you be our mom?"

"Well," Kwon steps on Choi's foot, forcing him to take a step back, and takes the ready pancake off the pan. "I won't be your mom but," a quick sly glance in Seunghyun's direction, " we will definitely spend more time together."

Minjung walks into the dining room, rubbing his eyes.

"Ji?"

"Good morning, sunshine. Did you sleep well?"  Kwon squats, when the boy sleepily kisses him on the cheek. "Do you want a pancake?

"Uh-huh."

"Go wash your face first. Seunghyun will help you," the boy meekly puts his palm in Choi's  hand and allows himself to be lead into the bathroom.

"Can I have another one?" Hani asks.

"Of course. But I'll fry one for Minjung so it can cool down, okay?"

"Okay. Jiyong, is Minjung going to live with us?"

"Of course. I can't leave him alone, don't you think?"

The boy sniffs resentfully and asks in a whisper.

"And what if dad will love him more than me?"

"What are you talking about, you fool," Kwon sits on his haunches in front of the boy. "Seunghyun will never love anyone more than he loves you. Neither me, nor Minjung, or anyone else, do you understand?"

Hani nods hesitantly, pondering about his words. By the time Seunghyun and Minjung return to the kitchen, the boy's absorbedly eating his pancake.

"We also want pancakes, cook more," Seunghyun states. "We need to gain strength before the trip to the park."

"To the park?" Jiyong sounds surprised. "When did you decide that?"

"Just now," Choi's clearly pleased with himself. "But we are still thinking whether to take you with us. Right, guys?"

The kids nod treacherously, and Kwon jokingly gets mad and throws a towel at Seunghyun.

"Just look at that, they're thinking."

Hani and Minjung giggle, Seunghyun cackles and, catching his breath, says:

"Mommy's role really suits you."

Jiyong smirks. So he was accepted as a part of the suddenly expanded family. Maybe he really does like such turn of events.

***

Kwon and Seunghyun are sitting on the bench, idly watching Minjung and Hani play in the crowd of children on the playground.

"You know," Jiyong says, "I'm glad I met you. Not because I like spending time or having with you. Although I like it. But more due to the fact that you and Hani pulled us out of the routine. Just because I voluntarily renounced a lion's share of communication with the outside world for Minjung doesn't mean that the kid has to go through the same."

Jiyong's not looking at him, and Seunghyun can only see his profile.

"But I'm a little bit nervous. Minjung got attached to you and Hani so quickly... I don't want him to lose someone again."

"Do you think I'd introduce you to my son, if I were planning to dump you in a month or two?"

Kwon turns around, facing the serious expression in Seunghyun's eyes. They look almost black even now, under the bright sun.

"Hani got dumped, too, and believe me, I don't want that to happen again."

Jiyong feels ashamed. It seems that he had accidentally hurt Seunghyun's feelings.

"I'm sorry. That's not what I meant. I just shared my thoughts."

"I know," Choi squeezes Jiyong's palm and smiles. "Can you just stop thinking about bad things and enjoy the sun and weekends?"

Kwon nods and relaxes, stretching his legs in front of him. He immediately notices how the sun warms them up through the dark fabric of his pants. Okay. Seunghyun is right, if he thinks about the possibility of them breaking up from the beginning, he won't have time to enjoy the present.

"Are you hungry? I saw a cart with hot dogs nearby. Or we can find some coffee shop."

"Hot dogs will do," Jiyong his lips. "Yes, I'm quite hungry."

"Then I'll go get us some, and you should try to catch the boys in the crowd," Seunghyun nods in the direction of the Brownian motion on the playground.

"I'll try," Jiyong smirks.

Isn't that what he wanted? Working, fiddling with his nephew, spending time with someone who he really likes. There are two of them with Seunghyun now, so he can find some time to study, at least part time. He can even build some plans. Jiyong rises from the bench and, stretching, goes to the playground. He should catch these two fidgets and look for an unoccupied bench that can fit all four of them.

Together. Like a family.

a/n: I should translate more of Happy Liar's work. They're adorable.