“Johnny, stop glaring holes at the kid.” Taeil smacked Johnny's head, then looked at Mark and Donghyuck in front of them. Johnny just hissed in pain before nodding.

“So, Mark, take care of our son. You know how precious he is to us.” Mark smiled, then intertwined his fingers with Donghyuck's. Johnny still looked annoyed. “Yes, uncle Taeil.”

“Oh shush. Call me papa. You can call Johnny as your Dad.”

“Taeil! He's not our son---” Another smack went to Johnny's head, as the three laughed. Johny groaned in pain this time. It was a good attack.

“What a good husband.”

“Yeah, I'm good.”

-

“Hyuck, I just noticed that your surname's different from them.” Mark said, they were at Donghyuck's room. They've already changed their wet clothes. (shh not together)

“I'm just adopted. My parents are dead.” Donghyuck's lips curled up, but not because of happiness. It was a smile, full of regrets and sadness.

“. I'm so sorry.” The red haired boy shook his head. “No, it's okay. Want me to tell you the story?” Mark nodded. He's so curious.

“When I was 10, we went to America for a short vacation. It was my birthday that time