The airplane’s wheels screeches loudly across the blistering cement ground, leaving a white smoke trail tailing behind the large aluminium body. The airplane landing announcement resounded above everyone’s heads as a posh lady lets out a long sigh and unbuckles her seatbelt, slowly rising from her seat as she removed the woolen blanket that was provided by the airlines for all business class passengers placing it on the now empty seat.

“Here you go, Sowon-sshi.”

Smiling at the air steward who has helped her retrieve her belongings from the overhead storage compartment, Sowon thanked the well built man before collecting her belongings as she exited the plane.

Passing through the automatic doors through the arrival hall, she pulls her luggage to a halt at a quiet corner before ping her bag and pulling out her rose gold iPhone 7 and pressing firmly on the side lock button to boot up the phone. The bright white screen and apple logo fades into her wallpaper and her slender fingers adorned by matching rose gold rings on her ring finger slides across the screen, unlocking her phone before punching in several numbers and lifting the device to her left ear.

“Yoboseyo?”

“Chanhee ah, omma has just landed at Incheon Airport.”

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Wrapped snugly under the covers, Chanhee leaned closer to his beautiful other half as he wound his arms around the latter’s swollen midsection, it lovingly with his right hand as he rests his face in the nape of Byunghun’s neck, taking in the sweet scent and basking in the warmth radiating from the boy.

The soft rhythmic vibration of his Samsung Galaxy S7 Edge disrupts their moment as Byunghun stirred in his sleep from the disruption being the light sleeper he is. Chanhee hurriedly hums softly as he rubbed his palm on the younger’s arms, soothing him back to sleep before planting a soft gentle kiss on his exposed cheek before carefully getting up to answer his ringing phone.

The man let out a soft gasp the moment his eyes landed on the flashy caller ID that was blinking repeatedly on his lighted phone screen. Lifting a trembling right thumb to tap on the round green button to answer the call, he slowly lifted the phone up to his left ear feeling as though he was treading on hot stones.

On the other end of the call, his mother cheerily announces her return, oblivious to her son’s terror-stricken facial expression on the other end of the line.

“Omma I’ll text you my address, you can take a taxi over.” The man reluctantly decides to let his mum put up with him for the time being since she was after all his mother and he couldn’t just leave her in the lurch. She was after all not local and needed a place to stay, besides she probably wouldn’t stay long. Well he hoped so anyway.

Placing his phone back on the tabletop, Chanhee turns around to take a long look at his peacefully sleeping wife. Byunghun was curled up with his favourite teddy bear that Chanhee had gotten him for their first anniversary, his soft black hair sprawled messily across his handsome face and his mouth slightly open with his cheeks lightly tinged red obviously warm from being under the covers for the entire night. The boy doesn’t even bloat up when he sleeps, it was the most beautiful and angelic sight that Chanhee had the privilege to wake up to every morning.

Letting out a long soft sigh, he disappears into the toilet to freshen up to look at least presentable when his mother arrived. That woman was definitely not one to be trifled with. The thought of Byunghun’s reaction once he lets out the news of his mother’s visit made him groan inwardly as he splashes the cool water on his face praying with all his heart that his mother would at least take it easy on Byunghun since the boy was carrying her grandchild after all.

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As expected, Byunghun was panicking as he rushed around the house to tidy up as much as possible the moment he hear of his mother in law’s arrival from Chanhee.

“Channie! Do you think omonim will like these carnations?”

“Channie! Can you help me check on the muffins in the oven?”

“Channie!”

Byunghun lets out a loud yelp as he slips on the wet marble flooring from where he had just mopped in an attempt to make the floor squeaky clean for his mother in law to tread on only the cleanest floors. The boy made a feeble frantic attempt to grab onto the sofa bac