Jaejoong wakes up to soft cries of a baby and hushing sounds. She peeks through the drapes of their four-poster bed at the crib beside the window and finds that familiar back swaying in the moonlit room.

"Shhh... Minnie-yah we don't want to wake up your Umma."

Yunho coos in a whisper. "Umma’s already awake." Yunho flinches at her voice and turns around to look at his wife sheepishly. "Sorry. I was hoping to not disturb you."

Jaejoong sits on the edge of the bed and reaches out her hands for their two-month old baby. "It's okay. I'm fine and besides..." Yunho lets Jaejoong take Changmin during which Jaejoong confirms in the nightlight that Yunho is indeed wearing his indigo scrubs. "You need more rest than I do. You’re obviously too tired to realise you're still wearing your scrubs."

A surprised Yunho turns on the bedside light and checks himself in the mirror. "Did I just come home like this? I'm pretty sure I changed after the surgery."

"They look clean. So I think you changed out of old scrubs into the washed ones. Your clothes are probably still in the locker." Jaejoong's gaze falls on Changmin who's taken the cloth of her pyjama shirt in his mouth, a sign he's hungry.

She's about to ask Yunho to fetch Changmin's bottle but finds a bottle held in front of her face. She takes it, slightly in awe at Yunho's instincts, and feeds their son.

Yunho sits next to her and throws himself backwards on the bed with a loud sigh. "Don't doze off." Jaejoong knocks his thigh lightly with her knee. "You should change into something comfortable and sleep."

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