Two elderly men sat out in the dying sun, enjoying the warmth of it as their family sat in the garden.

“I’m glad,” the taller old man said, turning slightly to his partner. “I’m glad it worked out, in the end. I’m glad… I’m glad he finally found peace. Even if it’s him… I’m glad they were able to be together. I’m glad he found happiness.”

“Me too,” the shorter one answered. “Imagine the reader’s frustration if it didn’t end like this.”

Seungcheol grinned at his husband. “Yeah. Imagine that.”

“So is that it? Will that be the end of all our troubles and worries?” Jihoon stared at the picturesque scene of his whole family in the garden. “Is that the end of this adventure?”

“Who knows?” Seungcheol smiled gently, moving to take Jihoon’s hand in his. “But if there’s another adventure, I don’t think we’ll be young enough to see it.”

“…let’s not have any more adventures in this family,” he huffed. “I’m tired of them.”

“Me, too.”

“Let’s live peacefully from now on.”

“Okay.”

“I love you.”

“…I love you too.”