----   It was full in the airport, people buying tickets or claiming baggage that was shipped with them to their destination.  A couple crying families were there to wish some of their sons and daughters well at the new city they want to build their career in.    Then there was Hyesung and Eric.   "Come on, Eric! You are moving too slow!"   Hyesung pulled on Eric's hand, dragging them both away from the crowds.   "Ah, shut it!" Eric complained.    "You shut your trap!" Hyesung yelled back and Eric complied, not wanting to anger his once loving wife.    Hyesung and Eric retrieved their bags from baggage claim and strolled down to the front of the airport, jet lag and anxiety jumbled up in their emotions. They waved a taxi down and stepped inside, giving Jaejoong's address to the driver.    "Do you think we should call Jaejoong and let him know we're on our way?" Hyesung smiled.   "He probably decided to go with a regular babysitter." Eric rolled his eyes.   Hyesung ignored the comment and dialed his son's number anyway, fingers shaking in excitement.   "Jae? Oh hello, Yunho! We have already landed. We are headed over there right now. Yes, we are taking a taxi. Wae?..."   Hyesung exchanged glances with Eric. "Do you really trust Eric with directions?"    Hyesung and Eric both raised an eyebrow.    "Okay. Oh, don't worry about it. Eric can pay for it."    Eric raised his other eyebrow.    "We are almost there. Tell the kids hi for me. Okay, bye bye." Hyesung hanged up the phone and turned to his husband, who had both eyebrows still raised. "What?"   "Eric can pay for what, exactly?" Eric sneered and Hyesung scoffed.    "The taxi, of course. Yunho offered to pay him when we get there, but I'm sure you can handle it."   "Yah, Hyesung! Why deny Yunho the pleasure of paying for our trip? You know that I'm running on empty here with no job."   "Eric, for one thing, our bank account has more than five hundred grand. You are not running on empty. Two, it is rude if we accept money from Yunho just to pay for our taxi when we have enough to pay for it ourselves. And three, we are already here." Eric turned to the window and his mouth was agape to the sight.   The house was large compared to their home in Korea. A large, three-story Victorian model house with plants askewed around the edges awaited them as they drove into it. Trees were shaped like animals and the grass in only one shade of green. It was perfect.   ...Too perfect. Eric on his teeth.   "We're here, senor." The taxi driver said, stopping in front of the house. "That'll be sixty bucks."   "Do you accept credit cards?" Eric asked and the man made a face. Hyesung smacked Eric on the head and pulled out a hundred dollar bill.    "Keep the change, sir. Please help us take out our bags."   "Si, senor!" The man jumped out as soon as popped open the trunk. He started to pull out each bag and placed them on the pavement. As soon as he placed the last one, Yunho and Jaejoong walked out with Minwoo and Doyoon in tow.   "Umma! Appa!" Yunho called out, arms spread in hopes of a hug.   "Yunho! Baby!" Hyesung cried out, wrapping his arms around Yunho in a tight hug. Jaejoong was next, Hyesung placing kisses on Jaejoong's face as he did so. "Oh, Umma has missed you so much."   "I'm sure the feeling is not mutual." Eric muttered and Hyesung shot him a glare.    "I see Appa has not changed." Jaejoong said, with Hyesung nodding.   "Yes. Still sarcastic, mean, and very doubtful. But don't worry, he is just as happy to see you as I am."   "Thrilled." Eric added and Hyesung gave him a sideways glance.   Yunho laughed nervously as Eric scowled at his husband before pulling his two kids up. "Appa, this is Minwoo and Doyoon. Minwoo is our eldest with Junjin, and Doyoon is five years old. Our youngest. Minwoo, Doyoon, these are your grandparents: Grandpa Eric and Halbeoni." Yunho smiled as Doyoon looked between Eric and Hyesung before walking up to Hyesung with his arms wide.   "Halbeoni!"   Hyesung smiled and scooped the little boy in his arms.    "Oh! Now aren't you the cutest thing I have ever seen!" Hyesung cooed and Doyoon giggled, pulling Hyesung's cheeks. Minwoo glowered.   "Hi...grandpa." Minwoo said, sticking out his hand for a hand shake. Eric looked the kid over, before taking out his. Their hands shook once before they let go.    An awkward silence past between the three boys before Eric coughed.    "So where are the others?"   Yunho looked confused before he realized he was talking about the other children.   "Ah. Well, they are inside. Changmin is eating breakfast, Junjin is playing video games in the living room, and Junsu is probably in his room fixing his hair. Come, let me show you around." Yunho waved him over as Eric started picking up the bags.    When he couldn't lift some of them, he turned to look at Hyesung who was busy cooing over Doyoon and Jaejoong standing beside him.   "Hyesung, you can at least help with the smaller bags." Eric groaned and Yunho stopped quickly to pick up the remaining bags.   "Let me, Appa. I guess the first stop is to your room." Yunho laughed as he led Eric and Hyesung into their room. Jaejoong bit his lip as he followed in tow with Minwoo.    "Minwoo, promise me you will behave." Jaejoong whispered.   "I promise you nothing." Minwoo whispered back.   Jaejoong groaned.   After a small tour around the house, Hyesung went with Jaejoong to make sure that they have everything he needed for his trip. Eric and Yunho lingered around together and soon found themselves in the living room.   "So, Yunho. This is a fine place you live in. How long have you been living here?" Eric asked, looking around the structure and picture frames hanging around the room.    "Oh, we have moved here since Minwoo and Junjin were born. My fathers gave it to us as a late wedding present." Yunho said, watching Eric carefully.    Eric nodded slowly, taking in the pictures. One was a family photo with Yunho, Jaejoong, and the five boys, along with two other men that he didn't recognize. "These your folks?"   Yunho nodded. "Dad is the brunette and Pops is the blonde."    "I see." Eric turned to him with mischief in his eyes. Yunho countered with a fierce glare.   "So, Yunho. I noticed that you have five boys." Eric stated, eyeing the other over.   "Yes. I do have five boys." Yunho said confidently. Laughing lightly, he led Eric to the fireplace.   "Are you planning on making another on this trip?" Eric asked, leering. Yunho only smiled more, a dark glint in his eyes as he worded his next sentence guiltlessly.   "I've always wanted a girl."    Eric glared.   "What if it's another boy?"    A smug look passed Yunho's face.   "We could always keep trying."   "Yah! It's my baby boy that's popping these kids out! What are you trying to do, make a soccer team?!"   "More like a football team."   "Yah!" Eric yelled. He immediately jumped Yunho, hands over his face as he tried to wring his neck. Yunho pulled his hands up in self-defense, grinning wickedly.   "What's the matter, Appa? It's not like Jaejoong doesn't want to have anymore kids." Yunho countered. Eric growled.   As Eric and Yunho wrangled heatedly in the other room, Jaejoong sighed and looked at Hyesung.    "He just got here and he's already yelling."    "I'm sure it's just--"   "Jaejoong, where the hell are the divorce papers?!"   "Yah! Appa! Why are you so serious?" Yunho growled and another loud banter started. Changmin looked up from his choco-puffs as thuds were heard from the other room.   "Is Dad fighting with an old man?"   "Yah!" Eric screamed. "Jaejoong! Divorce him this instant!"   "I'll take that as a yes." Changmin went back to his cereal. Jaejoong moaned.   "Umma, fix it..." Jaejoong begged.   "Eric, stop yelling." Hyesung said calmly. "Jaejoong doesn't just have divorce papers laying around like we do."   "What?!" Jaejoong shrieked. "You have divorce papers?!"   "It's not like they're signed," Hyesung smiled. "We can't live without each other."   "Jung, you stay away from my son!" Eric pointed his finger at Yunho's face.   "Which Jung are you talking to, Appa?" Yunho raised his brow. "We're all Jungs here."   "Yah!"   Hyesung saw the distress on Jaejoong's face and rubbed his son's shoulder before walking in front of Yunho and Eric.   "Now, now," he smiled. "Eric is just tired; isn't that right, honey?"   "Hell no." Eric seethed. "I want that filth away from Jaejoong."   "It's the jet lag," Hyesung whispered to Yunho. "Why don't you go take Changmin and get him ready for school while I take care of the big, old grinch here."   "Yah!" Eric yelled. "I can hear you!"   "Great," Hyesung nodded. "Now behave and stop yelling while I talk to Jaejoong."   Before Eric could retort, Hyesung shoved him to sit on the sofa while he went back to the kitchen with his only son. Eric pouted and crossed his arms over his chest