Kihyun explores her room hearing her talk with them. Her room was littered with toy cars so clearly, she did share it with Ahn. He found a nightstand with lots of wires and a laptop stashed in a drawer. H smiles seeing stickers along the back. Pororo. Paw Patrol. Lots of one red monster. He thought he saw what looked like his group's logo under the lid. Kihyun opens it to look and as he does the screen lights up. On the screen, he sees the desktop background is a picture of himself. Taken at a fan meet or was it a concert?

An open window had a text document. No. Kihyun reads snippets of the text it wasn't that. It was a fan fiction. A fan fiction about Hyungwon. He closes it quickly. Kihyun replaces it. He had to block that from him memory...

"That's nothing! My cat..."

"Ma'am your neighbors said they saw a man fighting with your husband."

Hyejin snaps, "He's not my husband. I am single. I will never marry someone like him."

"As you said but he--"

"He is the man I slept with to give birth to my son. Nothing more."

"As you said but Miss--"

Kihyun zones out trying to figure out why Hyejin had even found Daesung attractive enough to sleep with him. He remembered how she behaved around him back then, scared. She never stayed around him unless she had to. Even when she did mention her type back then it was no where near Daesung. Always the pretty flower boys, Americans usually called them femboys. Those boys who could wesr wigs and pass. 

He sighs. Back then he'd figured that she'd always just fuss up to being interested in him. She hung out with him never dating anyone. Then before she left... He met her boyfriend. The guy didn't see her for her.

SLAM!

Kihyun jumps getting up going to the door. A quick peek let him know that slam was the cops leaving.

"Oh. Sorry. They weren't really helpful."

Kihyun takes a deep breath turning to smile at her. "Move in with me."

"Don't you have programs that like... come into your home and film?"

"I can refuse them."

"Hyunnie you... Why you smiling like that?"

Kihyun chuckles, "...Usually I get my way when you call me that."

"You do not! It's just a nickname. ...so full of yourself Mister Idol."

Kihyun scoops up Ahn running around. "Ahn save me! Mommy is going to get me!"

Hyejin tries to chase them. Ahn giggles till he's run in the face. The toddler makes both stop for fear of him not breathing given how red his face was getting. Ahn climbs into Kihyun's lap putting his tiny hands on either side of Kihyun's neck tugging him closer. Kihyun looks at Hyejin confused. She mouths it's a hug. He wrapped his arms around Ahn chuckling.

"Ahn should Mommy make you rice or do you want cheese?"

Ahn starts clapping.

"Do you want a bite?"

Ahn starts trying to climb down from Kihyun's lap. Kihyun helps him down. He watches in disbelief as Hyejin makes a full meal. Ahn doesn't stuck around but Kihyun found himself hovering.

"What you looking at?"

Kihyun raises a brow, "When did you learn to cook?"

"Rude. I can cook."

"Since when..."

"Since I have a hungry boy to feed. Duh."