Key slowly entered the house, his eyes roaming all over the long hallway, trying to in every detail he could get. He didn't know how he should feel about this, he felt numb, his legs kept walking but he didn't feel like he was controlling them.

 

“Key..”

 

The rapper turned to the voice, finding Jonghyun walking out of what it looked like a living room. The older boy seemed nervous, giving his visitors a shy smile. “Welcome..”

 

Key opened his mouth to talk when he heard someone call his name. “Kibum!”

 

Onew came out of the same room that Jonghyun had previously walked out, followed by Minho, who came smiling, bowing politely at Key’s parents.

Key let himself being hugged by the older boy and chuckled at leader’s reaction when he saw the stroller. Onew put a hand on his mouth while staring at the newborns in shock. “Omo…they’re so small…!”

 

“You’re not afraid of these too, are you?” Minho asked, making the other boys laugh, remembering how Onew used to run from Yoogeun back at Hello Baby times.

 

Onew half-smiled, half-pouted. “Why are you so mean…”

 

“Kibum, it’s time for them to eat again, they’ll start crying soon.” His mother remembered him, pointing to her wrist watch.

 

Key nodded and turned to the small crowd that formed around the stroller, Jonghyun leaned on it, grinning proudly, Mikum’s small hand and telling Amber to stop touching his babies so much. He couldn’t help but smile at the scene; he never expected to receive so much love and care after leaving the band like that, he thought that his friends would stay mad at him for suddenly leaving them behind but…seeing everyone smiling, talking to each other, congratulating him and hugging him… this got to be a really good dream. Even his dad was chatting with Minho who asked him how their trip went and if it was difficult to find the house since the roads in there were a bit bad illuminated at night.

 

“Move, move, move, umma’s crossing!” Key made his way through his friends to get to the stroller again. “It’s time to feed them.”

 

“You feed?” Onew asked, horrified.

 

Taemin and Amber laughed out loud and Jonghyun smacked the leader’s head lightly. “Of course not! Are you stupid?”

 

“What?! He gave birth to twins! After that anything could happen!” Onew said in his defense.

 

“No Jinki, my s are not big enough to create milk yet.” Key said sarcastically, making the leader blush in embarrassment.

 

Jonghyun approached the diva and gave him a caring look. “I bought baby milk yesterday, Amber helped with that as well. Do you want me to show you the kitchen?”

 

Key nodded and Jonghyun made a sign to Minho, telling him to take the guests to the living room. The tallest boy nodded and opened the room’s double doors so the stroller could go in as well. Key heard his mother comment about how cozy the room looked and Amber proudly saying that it had been mostly her decoration that did the magic.

 

Jonghyun then gave Key a small smile and let his fingers slip to the younger’s, linking them together. The rapper’s heart skipped a few beats, his face gaining a new pink color as a violent shiver shot up his arm.

 It was a simple touch as the older boy pulled him, guiding him deeper into the house, Key didn't even look around, all he could think of was the burning heat that was coming from that big, familiar hand that he had missed so much.

His heart was pounding loudly; singing its song in his ears, making him bit his lip in a nervous gesture.

He remembered when they used to wrap their hands like this before…when it was only fanservice and they were just bestfriends. It didn't feel this way, it felt easy to do, just common skinship but…this was different…much different.

 

“I…was afraid that you would yell at me, I know this was very sudden.” Jonghyun said, his voice shaking a little, rubbing his thumb gently on the other’s hand unconsciously.

 

“I-I was really surprised.” Key said truthfully, asking himself if he should pull his hand away or let it be. “I still can’t believe you did this.”

 

Jonghyun said nothing; he just kept pulling the rapper towards a door, which he opened, switching the lights on.

Key’s eyes widened.

The kitchen was much more different from the one in the SNINee apartment, while the other was white and soft pink, this one was a combination of wood and metallic silver. It wasn’t as bright as the other one but it wasn’t bad. At all.

It was so clean, so shiny; he could tell that someone had cleaned it very recently too.

 

“This is it.” Jonghyun gave him a nervous smile, spreading his arms as he stood in the middle of the kitchen. “Do you like it?”

 

Key ran his hand on the counter slowly, feeling the coolness on his sweating palm and felt his lips betrayed him, breaking into a smile. “It’s…gorgeous..”

 

Jonghyun exhaled in relief. “I’m glad you liked it, I was afraid that you’ll find it a bit too dark.”

 

Key shook his head, staring at his new kitchen in awe. “No, it’s beautiful this way.”

 

Jonghyun stood there a bit awkwardly, just watching the rapper admire the big metallic stove before remembering why they went into the kitchen in the first place. His babies need to eat, right. Focus. “Ah, Onew bought baby bottles yesterday; they’re in the drawer under the coffee machine.”

 

“Here?” Key asked, pointing down.

 

“No, no, the next one.This one.” Jonghyun walked to Key’s side and opened the right drawer, taking out two baby bottles and a small pot of powder milk. “Amber told me that they would need this kind of milk first...I really didn't know about that, she helped me a lot.”

 

Key smiled. Amber really saved their huh? He still felt so guilty that he never told her anything…and yet there she was, helping them the best she could. Amber really was out of this world.

He watched the singer open the small pot and stare in concentration at it, probably trying to figure out how the hell he would make milk with it. Key couldn’t help but let out a smile, trying his best to don’t chuckle. “Let me do it.”

 

Jonghyun eyed the other in surprise but nodded, giving Key space to work. “Sure.”

 

The singer looked at Key in fascination as the other started to move automatically, putting the water to heat. He was thankful that Key was actually good in the kitchen, he almost felt like the rapper was born to do this.

Was it strange to think that if felt right to see Key with babies? Because it really did, it was probably odd to say but…Key was the hell of a good mother.

And now…Key and he had babies together…gosh. He wasn’t dreaming this, was he? After all that suffering, not knowing where Key was and why he had left…he gained a family in the end.

Jonghyun caught himself staring at Key’s back, watching the boy checking the water level in the bottle. It was hard to imagine that that slim waist had been carrying twins not just long ago.

 

“I still can’t believe…did you really buy this house?” He head Key murmur.

 

Jonghyun bit his lip, thinking in a way to explain Key the whole situation. “I’ll tell you the truth. I was dead scared of this house; I grew up in a small home, really modest, you know that, you’ve been there. I used to share a room with my sister.”

 

Key nodded, remembering Jonghyun’s family house. “I know. Then why? I mean…it’s so…”

 

“Big. I know.” Jonghyun laughed to himself, playing with his own fingers. “I wanted a smaller one, a much smaller one, but I didn't have much time and the smaller ones were still unfinished and they didn't have the privacy that this one does.”

 

Key nodded again. Privacy was necessary; he couldn’t risk people finding out about his babies, who knew what people would do to them if they found out that a male had given birth do them. No, Jonghyun was right, those big walls outside of the house were necessary.

 

Jonghyun chuckled, gesticulating with his arms. “Then I thought, hell with it, the kids will grow one day and they’ll get boyfriends and girlfriends and then I’ll be thankful that the house is big enough for them all.”

 

Key froze and turned around slowly, his eyebrow raised to the maximum, glancing at the singer with a weird look. “…You’re thinking of that already? They’re just babies…”

 

Jonghyun laughed, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment. “I know, but it will happen, won’t it?”

 

“Maybe..” Key tried not to laugh at the singer’s stupidity, turning to concentrate on the milk again. The water had boiled, now it needed to cool down a bit before adding the powder. “So you didn't make a lot of thought about the house? It was the only one that was finished and ready to buy?”

 

Jonghyun looked down in shame. “Pretty much yes... I’ve seen the other houses around here, they’re big mansions, I think this house is the smaller one to be honest. We don’t even have a pool or anything; I told them that I wanted a house with at least four rooms and a big kitchen, that’s all I asked for.”

 

“Four rooms?” Key repeated while adding a few number of scoops of powder into the baby bottles.

 

The singer nodded. “One master room, two for the twins and a spare room for visitors.Only god knows how many times Taemin will ask to sleep here, you know that kid better than anyone.” Jonghyun chuckled before sighing. “Everything is really simple really; the house looks bigger than it really is.”

 

“How the hell did you even pay for it?” Key asked, closing the baby bottles and shaking them.

 

“Oh, I’ll be paying it gradually of course; I couldn’t just give them all I had. And I’ve been saving a lot of money since our debut.” Jonghyun’s spoke in a serious tone. “You know I came from a poor family, I value money. That’s why I was so afraid to buy this house, I kept thinking about how much I had to pay for it. I was really insecure.”

 

Key poured a bit of milk on his hand to check its temperature. It was warm, not too hot nor too cool, perfect.

 

Jonghyun looked down, smiling weakly. “But…I had to take the risk. Like your dad said, you weren’t going to live on the streets; I want to give you and the babies comfort. I-I hope you can accept to live here.. ” The singer looked up to meet Key’s eyes. “Please.”

 

Key tried not to stare at Jonghyun’s puppy eyes but failed. Jonghyun had worked hard, he could see that he had dark circles around his eyes and he looked exhausted. He did everything he could to finish the house on time and impress him…and he still had doubts that he would refuse to live there? Babo…

 

Key couldn’t help but let out a smile that quickly turned into a smirk.

Jonghyun kept watching him, anxiously waiting for an answer.

 

Key sighed dramatically, putting a hand on his hip. “You think that I’d still go live elsewhere? And have all the work? You got me pregnant; this is your entire fault, so you better carry with the responsibilities as well.” The rapper said in his usual diva voice, pretending to be annoyed.

 

That did it; those words were enough to make the shorter boy’s head lift, lips open in a wide smile, puppy like eyes glowing in happiness.

Key knew he was weak to that smile, how would he be able to survive Jonghyun’s charms now that he would live with him?

 

“Key…”

 

That voice..

 

“Key please look at me..”

 

Those eyes..

 

Jonghyun pulled the other’s chin softly, feline eyes staring back at him in a bashful gaze.

He missed the feeling of Key’s warm skin, he missed the smoothness of Key’s bow shaped lips, the feeling of tranquility when he held the boy in his arms.. he just missed him so much..

 

“Can we try again..? Us..I mean.” The singer asked in a low voice, rubbing his thumb on the younger boy’s cheek, his heart making vertiginous loops as he realized that Key wasn’t pulling away.

 

The rapper was having trouble to keep his eyes open to Jonghyun’s caring touch; his chest vibrating to the rhythm of his fastened heartbeats. Try again? Go back to their previous relationship? Waking up next to him, feeling his warm arms around his waist, listening to the singer’s soft breathing as he slept…? Letting himself being kissed by those demanding lips..? Having his hips held in place by those strong hands as they made love..?

 

Key blushed, feeling his body shake to the memories. .

He wanted to feel it again, he missed it, he needed it...

But he was stubborn, proud.

 

“I-I have to concentrate on the kids. I’m not ready for that yet..” Key made up the excuse.

 

Truth was, he was scared.

Scared of what? He really didn't know, maybe he was scared of having his heart broken…but why? Jonghyun never broke it, it was never him, it was Sekyung’s work.

 

“I understand.” Jonghyun nodded.

 

But…

 

The singer smiled. “I’ll still make you mine though.”

 

Jonghyun knew how to deal with him; he understood his emotions better than himself. That’s how everything between them started; the older boy knew that Key was attracted to him even if he kept denying it; he went against every rule that the blonde had made to stop himself from falling in love for the shorter boy, fought him and made him realize that he needed him. Jonghyun was like that, he was the only person who didn't grant his every wish, he was the only one who could go against him and win. And because of that, he won his heart as well.

 

And this time…Jonghyun was determined to do it again.

 

“I love you Kibum. That never changed.” Jonghyun said with a small smile, enjoying the sight of Key’s lips exhaling quick breaths, feline eyes never leaving his. Key knew that he would win him again, he wasn’t even fighting back, he wanted his love; that’s how Kibum worked, he could even tell him that he hated him, scream and scratch him…but in the end he would always end up in his arms, purring like a tamed kitten… and Jonghyun loved it.

 

The older boy let his thumb the youngest’ cheek and leaned slowly towards the other’s lips. He saw Key’s eyes closing, preparing himself for the kiss.

But Jonghyun wasn’t going to grant his wish, he wasn’t going to just give him what he wanted so easily.

Smirking, Jonghyun placed a small, soft kiss on the corner of the blonde’s lips, barely touching them, making Key’s eyes shot open in a silent sign of irritation.

 

Key pulled away and turned around to the counter when he realized what just happened.

That stupid dinosaur…!

His chest was rising and falling in excitement, still jumping to the thought of those lips kissing him, but he didn't, that…tease..! Argh! So that’s what he wanted to do! Jonghyun wanted to seduce him and then deny him, making him crazy, making him admit that he wanted him back…!

Key was proud, Jonghyun knew that he didn't like to admit his own emotions like that…but he still did it.

Key felt angry with himself. Stupid, stupid, stupid! He loved Jonghyun, he knew that, but he was too proud to admit it.

..! Why was he complicating things so much..?!

 

 “I-I need to feed the twins.” Key excused himself, exiting the kitchen, bottles in hand.

 

Jonghyun smirked, watching Key practically fuming as he walked out.

He chuckled to himself.

This was going to be easier than he thought…

 

 

---

 

 

The evening had been longer than expected. After feeding the babies Jonghyun showed the house around, Key’s dad always following close behind, criticizing the singer’s tastes and sulking everytime his son gasped or smiled in approval of a new room.

Jonghyun had said the truth too, the house looked bigger than it really was, it didn't have excessively spacious quarters like his parents’ house and Key couldn’t be more thankful for that since he liked cozy rooms.

Jinki called for food and they made a small celebration dinner in their new dining room, Amber always pointing out which objects she choose and how great they looked since her sense of décor was much better than the other boys’.

 

For what Jinki and Minho explained, Jonghyun had spent both days and nights browsing online, buying furniture with Amber’s help so they didn't had to spend their precious time inside public stores and having people questioning their purpose.

 

Later on, Key took the babies away from the Amber’s manly hands and put them to sleep on their new cribs, which he found just adorable. Both of them were going to stay in the room next to his, and he understood why Jonghyun decided that the kids should stay in their own room than in his room; if the babies got used to sleep next to the mother it would be hard to make them understand that they should have their own room and sleep on their own bed when they were old enough. Even with so much stress about the house and so little time, Jonghyun still made his research about that…no wonder he had large dark circles under his eyes.

 

By the end of the evening, Key felt like everything was slowly getting back to normality again. He didn't felt so shy around Jonghyun anymore, he was getting familiar with the house which he loved to bits and found easy to live in; Onew held Mikum when she started crying to everyone’s surprise and much to Jonghyun's horror since he was dead scared that the clumsy leader would drop her; Taemin actually volunteered to wash the dishes, something that he hated to do and Mr.Kim…well…he kept picking on Jonghyun just because.

 

“So when am I going to meet your parents? Are they coming soon?” The older man asked while taking a sip from his drink. The question, of course, had been to Jonghyun, his usual target.

 

Everyone was in the living room, sitting and talking animatedly with each other’s, sometimes someone would climb the stairs to be sure that the babies were asleep.

Key’s mother had said that babies who cried more tended to be the ones that were feed so they may not have to wake up too many times in the middle of the night. And that…was a relief.

 

“Actually…they still don’t know about…anything at all.” Jonghyun said lowly under the pressure of Key’s dad’s eyes.

 

“Why not?” The man asked in an annoyed tone, crossing his arms against his chest.

 

Jonghyun chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. “I had a troubled week, there was no time…!”

 

“He forgot.” Amber simply said, walking to sit on the couch next to him.

 

The singer gasped. “Amber!”

 

“What? It’s true.” She shrugged, sitting down in a very non-feminine style, crossing her legs like a man.

 

Key’s dad turned to his son who was talking with Onew and poked his arm to get his attention. “Kibum…what did you saw in this boy? He’s an idiot.”

 

“Yeobo..!” The nurse shouted in a warning tone from across the room.

 

Key chuckled to his dad’s attitude. Jonghyun was going to suffer for a while until he got used to the man’s blunt personality. “Jonghyun isn’t that bad. He’s a really good person. He…”  Key stopped talking for a second, catching the singer looking at him with hopeful eyes. He looked down. “He’s…honest and caring… He’ll be a good dad to the kids too.”

 

“He’s an excellent father.” Taemin nodded from Key’s left, holding a bag of fried potatoes that he had been sharing with Onew.

 

“How do you know?” The nurse asked amusedly, a hint of confusion on her voice.

 

“He’s my dad too.” The maknae said before shoving another potato in his mouth.

 

Key’s dad froze, paling. “What?”

 

“YAH! Taemin, you’ll confuse people!” Onew pinched the blonde’s cheek.

 

“He already has a kid?! How old is he for real?!” The older man asked with a horrified expression on his face, pointing at Jonghyun who blinked back at him with innocent puppy eyes.

 

Amber and Minho let their backs hit the sofa, laughing out loud of the situation, Taemin chuckling shamelessly at the chaos he created.

 

Key facepalmed. “No dad, that’s not-”

 

“YAH you stupid brat! What are you trying to do?! Don’t just say those things!” Jonghyun snapped at the maknae.

 

Taemin faked a hurt voice, whining. “Eeeh! I take it back! You’re a horrible appa!”

 

“-But the kid looks so big!” Key’s dad pointed at Taemin, his voice dead serious.

 

The nurse sighed. “Yeobo, calm down, they’re just-”

 

Key made a sign to his mother to let him talk. “It’s nothing dad, Taemin isn’t related to Jonghyun in any way. It’s role-play. We tend to do that to fake that we’re a real family. It started as a joke when we were trainees but fans liked it so we kept doing it.” The rapper explained, Jonghyun nodding furiously.

 

“A joke..?” The man repeated, relief washing his features.

 

“I was called the umma of the band because I was very nagging and I was really protective of Taemin because he was really young at the time. I started calling him my son for fun.” The diva told the man who listened carefully, now understanding the whole situation.

 

Minho nodded. “And we just got used to it, Taemin started calling Key hyung his umma and it became a habit.”

 

“I see. But why is he the appa? You said you were trainees when this started. Kim Kibum, don’t tell me you’ve been dating for so long..!” The older man said in a warning tone.

 

Taemin shook his head. “Oh, that’s recent; I only started calling him appa since they started having se-”

 

Key slapped his hand against the maknae’s mouth, pulling the younger’s head to his lap forcefully. “Why don’t you keep quiet Minnie?” The diva hissed, glaring daggers at the blonde.

 

Mr.Kim paled, putting a hand on his forehead, taking small breaths to calm himself down. “My poor Kibummie…having his innocence taken away by something so short..”

 

Jonghyun gasped. “I’m not short!”

 

Amber chuckled from the other couch. “Your insoles say otherwise.”

 

“What side are you on Amber?!” The lead singer pointed an accusing finger to her.

 

“In on the truth’s side of course.” She smirked, shrugging, making Minho laugh loudly by her side.

 

“Enough.”  Key yawned, releasing Taemin from his grasp. He was too tired, no energy left in him for this… “Thanks a lot for everyone’s help but seriously…I need to rest. My head is aching.”

 

The nurse stood up, smiling softly. “Of course love. You must be very tired from the trip, I am too.”

 

Key stood up as well, careful because of the stitches and let his mother hug him. “Are you staying in Seoul?” he asked.

 

The nurse shook her head, planting a kiss on his forehead. “No honey, we can’t. We’ll need to go back, but I’ll call everyday ok?” She smiled, poking his button nose. “And call me if you have any questions as well, I’ll reply even between work.”

 

“…Really?” Key blinked in surprise. His mother…talking on the phone during work? For real?

 

The woman smiled softly, grabbing her jacket and walking with him towards the front door. “Of course honey, and remember what Doctor Jung said, no for at least two weeks, you’re still healing.” She whispered the last part, sending him a naughty smile.

 

Key blushed. “Mom!”

 

“We’re going too hyung. It’s late and we still need to check on that rat.” Minho came after them, jacket in hand as well.

 

His mother excused herself and went to check on her husband that was still in the living room.

 

“Rat?” Key asked in confusion.

 

“The rat you made SM replace you for.” Minho explained in a deep sigh, rolling his eyes to the very thought of the newest member. “He’s useless.”

 

Key looked down guiltily. “Tae told me that he doesn’t do much…but please don’t let SHINee die.” He whispered sadly to the taller boy.

 

Minho gave him a small smile, patting his shoulder. “Don’t worry hyung. We’ll work hard now.” 

 

Onew came to the corridor as well, walking behind Minho. The older boy his lips in a nervous gesture and gave Key a small smile. “You…you’re not thinking on coming back now that everything’s ok?”

 

The blonde bit his lip. That was something hard to decide just like that… “I…I’d love to. SHINee is my life but…Mikum and Jae..” He said, shooting a look towards the stairs, where his babies were sleeping in their room.

 

Onew smiled. “Of course. I understand.”

 

“Let’s not talk about work. You need to rest Kibum. Have a good night.” Minho told him, giving the other rapper a small hug.

 

Key smiled in relief and returned the hug, Onew joining immediately.

His friends really were his family. They never let him down… “Thanks for your help…both of you.”

 

Onew gave him a bright smile, breaking the hug. “That’s what friends are for. Isn’t that right Taem-… Where is Taemin?” The leader looked around, no sign of the evil maknae.

 

“I don’t see Amber either.” Minho noticed, peeking on the living room where Key’s parents were.

 

“Look who I caught hiding under the kitchen’s counter and behind the curtains.” Jonghyun’s voice came from the end of the corridor, the three boys looking at the singer who was carrying Taemin on his shoulder and pulling a chuckling Amber by the loops of her jeans.

 

“What? What for?” Key asked, giggling as Taemin fought to set himself free.

 

The muscular boy finally let the maknae’s feet hit the floor and pushed Amber to Minho, telling him to don’t let her go and run away again. Amber just poked her tongue out at him, sulking.

 

The younger blonde singer ran to Key and hugged him, making his best pouty face. “Please let us stay with you umma!”

 

“Don’t umma me, you need to go home.” Key told him, still not resisting combing the maknae’s hair with his fingers, making it look like it was supposed to.

 

“But ummaaa!”

 

Key smirked evilly and pressed his lips against the younger’s ear, whispering. “What would happen if Minjee caught you whining like that? That would be embarrassing wouldn’t it?”

 

Taemin paled before turning into a dark shade of red. “W-what..?”

 

Key gave him a knowing look. “While you went to the bathroom your phone rang. I knew you were texting some girl, I just didn't know who.”

 

“You…you read it?” The singer whispered, his eyes never blinking, his body frozen in shock.

 

“Of course not. I just saw the ID.” Key smiled before giving his friend a serious look. “I hope you know what you’re doing Minnie. After all…she helped Sekyung…”

 

Taemin shook his head. “I’m not dating her…”

 

“But you like her.” Key smirked.

 

Taemin blushed. “I..I don-”

 

The diva sighed, poking the other’s nose. “Tae…I know you. Don’t lie to me, you’re not a liar.”

 

The youngest looked down, biting his lip nervously. “She…she’s a nice person. She helped us in the end, she told us the truth and she was really sorry.” He let his eyes meet the rapper’s. “I promise you hyung, she’s not like Sekyung.”

 

Key looked at the younger boy in front of him for a few seconds before smiling, nodding. “I trust you.”

 

“Taemin! Let’s go!” Minho shouted, already outside with the others.

 

The blonde gave the rapper another hug and smiled sweetly. “Thank you Key.”

 

“Just go, you brat.” Key grinned, pushing the maknae away and slapping his small playfully. “And don’t forget to brush your teeth!”

 

Taemin sighed. “I knooooooow, umma!”

 

 

---

 

 

It had been a long, tiring day and Key couldn’t be happier when he finally entered his new bedroom and changed to his pajamas, deciding that he would unpack his bags on the next day.

Jonghyun went to take a bath and Key decided to check on his babies again, making sure that they were really asleep.

Stepping inside the dark room, not even bothering to turn on the light, Key walked slowly to the cribs and listened to the almost inaudible breathing of his precious twins. They sounded peaceful and Key should try to rest now that they were so sleepy.

He resisted the urge to kiss them again, risking the possibility of waking them up, and walked to his room, slowly getting inside of the bed, letting his tired back hit the comfortable mattress. He let out a pleasurable sigh and pulled the covers up, closing his eyes to fight his growing nervousness.

For some reason he felt like he was in his first night of honeymoon. Alone with Jonghyun…after all that time..! Argh, his hands were trembling…!

 

After a few minutes the door opened and Key opened his eyes immediately, staring at Jonghyun who was already dressed in pajama pants and a dark tank top, showing his tempting strong arms that rapper loved so much.

Key his own lips both in excitement and anxiety, waiting for the older boy to enter the bed too but…he didn’t.

 

The singer gave him a shy smile. “I just came to know if you like the room. You can change it later if you wish and…yeah. Just wanted to wish you a good night.”

 

Wish him a good night..?

Well…that was unexpected…

 

Key tried to sit up to get a better view of the other male and gaped at him in surprise. “What? Where are you sleeping?”

 

“On the couch. I took a few spare covers and a pillow already.” Jonghyun answered, trying not to sound too sad about it. Key seemed really nervous around him…he didn’t want him to freak out if he just lied down next to him like the old times. He understood if the rapper needed time. However…Key didn’t look too happy about it.

 

The blonde frowned, confused. “Why? I thought…I thought this was your room too.”

 

Jonghyun nodded, smiling sadly. “It is but…you just came out of the hospital and…I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” He said honestly before smiling once more. “Goodnight Key.”

 

What? Was he seriously going to leave him just like that?

Key was confused with himself. First he was dead scared to the idea of living alone with Jonghyun and now he was freaking out to know that he would sleep alone.

There was a needy feeling inside him that kept screaming, begging for Jonghyun’s contact and…Key couldn’t deny it anymore. He needed Jonghyun.

 

“Jonghyun wait!” Key shouted before the other could close the door after him.

 

The singer peeked inside again, a faint sparkle of hope crossing his eyes. Key bit his lip, his accelerated heart melting to the male’s lost puppy expression.

Stupid puppy…

 

“I…please stay..” Key cursed himself for gagging, blushing a bit. “Sleep here.”

 

Jonghyun’s eyes widened and Key could tell that he was actually fighting a smile because the corners of his mouth kept twitching. “Are you sure?”

 

Yes, yes, yes.

Never leave, never stay away. He was tired of sleeping alone; he was tired of that tiring cold feeling.

 

“Yes.” 

 

Jonghyun finally let out the smile he had been holding back and walked to the bed, Key’s heart beating loudly inside his ribcage.

The bed crooked with the male’s weight and Key felt him move only a bit, his body never touching his own.

 

Key was aching inside. He needed it, he needed it so bad.

He needed Jonghyun’s warmth, he needed to feel the other’s steady breathing on his back; he needed to feel…something. Anything.

 

Key turned his head to the singer’s direction, his eyes screaming a silent plead. He didn’t care if he was actually looking miserable because he felt just like that.

 

Jonghyun’s eyes widened a bit, catching the message.

In less than a second, strong, muscled arms were wrapped around him, a warm body pressing against his back, making Key sigh in pleasure and relief.

The rapper put his hand on top of Jonghyun’s and squeezed it, pressing him closer. He had been desperate for contact and he couldn’t help it anymore, the feeling of protection and love washed his rational thoughts away. He just wanted to stay like that, covered by Jonghyun’s body warmth and scent.

 

“I’m here…”

 

Key shivered to the words that were whispered into his ear.

His heart was bursting in a powerful feeling that he could not describe. It was like he had been kept under the sea without breathing for months and he finally got to breath air.

Jonghyun was his air; he was what he needed to be happy, to feel alive.

 

Key didn’t know how long he kept squeezing the singer’s hand, making sure that he wouldn’t leave his side again, afraid that he was dreaming and that he would wake up to find himself alone again.

But he felt it, the soft bumping of Jonghyun’s heart on his back, Jonghyun’s breathing while he hummed a random song into his ear to calm him down.

 

Words were never spoken, they didn’t need them.

Key fell asleep in Jonghyun’s arms and the other smiled, his own sleepy, tired eyes begging for rest. The singer pressed his lips against the soft skin of Key’s neck and planted a kiss there, feeling the rapper move instinctively against him, making him want to squeeze the blonde in his arms.

 

Sleep soon took Jonghyun to the dreamland, letting him receive the oh-so-needed rest that he had been denying for the past week. That was before the twins decided to scream four hours later, begging for a new change of diapers and milk.

 

Kim Jonghyun and exhaustion were bestfriends by now but...at least this time it was for a good reason.

 

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Later that night with the babies screaming and making their appa restless:

AND FINALLY A LONG CHAPTER?!?!?!? WE SHOULD CELEBRATE!

Now...there are a few things left:

- tell Jonghyun's parents about the kids;

- Sekyung;

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