In the car, Hwanhee is sleeping. As soon as the car moves, he starts sleeping and leaving Yein and Wooseok alone in the car. Sometimes, Wooseok steals glances at Yein and when Yein catches him, both of them will turn red. "Yein, did you enjoy it?" Wooseok asks, trying to break the ice. "Yes, thank you, Sir," Yein answers.

***

Wooseok opens the door, trying to carry Hwanhee to his room. "Be careful," Yein mumbles under his breath, and Wooseok shoots a glance at him. "I know." Wooseok puts Hwanhee in his arms, slowly walking into the house. Yein, who just got a glance from Wooseok, is blushing, embarrassed by his own words.

They reach the room and Wooseok as soon as possible puts Hwanhee on his bed but slowly, so the kid wouldn't wake up. "Change your clothes," Wooseok orders Yein, and the younger nods.

He runs to his room and change his clothes, planning to continue helping the other maids and butlers to prepare the dinner.

"Yein, I-" Suddenly, Wooseok opens the door and his eyes meet with Yein's round eyes. Wooseok stays, looking at Yein's eyes, face, and his fine abs and going back to his eyes.

Yein's eyes are widening, showing that he's just as surprised as Wooseok, but decided not to scream. "..Sir? May I help you?" Yein finally speaks. "U-uhm, I'm sorry, I should've knocked. I'll wait outside." Wooseok closes back the door, doesn't wait for Yein's respond. "..Sure," Yein mumbles, quickly wearing his shirt and vest and changes his jeans to his black trousers. After he has finished, he opens the door, finding Wooseok leaning on the wall. "Sir, I've finished," Yein says. "I can see that," Wooseok responds, "may I come in?" Yein opens the door wider to let Wooseok in. It's his first time to let anyone into his room. When Wooseok and him are in the room, Yein closes the door.

"I want to ask you something. Are you okay with my answer to Hwanhee that you were also his father?" Wooseok asks bluntly, "there's a reason behind it. I don't want to disappoint Hwanhee. His parents died in an accident and since then, I became his father. It's hard. It's very hard for both of us. Hwanhee doesn't remember about his real parents, and he doesn't even understand about the concept of a mother. I wasn't any better. People keep talking about me being a father at 18 years old. So for Hw