Hakyeon peeked at the vacant room and smiled upon seeing Taekwoon pouting as he focused on painting the walls white.

"Snack time!" he declared, holding a tray with sandwiches and an orange juice.

"What color should I paint it?" Taekwoon asked in between bites.

"Anything you want."

"But this room isn't mine."

"Well, we can't ask the baby, now can we?"

Taekwoon pouted again and Hakyeon laughed. Their child is still nothing but a little blub on the ultrasound picture but it doesn't hurt to be prepared early.

There's white paint on Taekwoon's cheek but Hakyeon won't tell him that.