He fidgets under the table, trying to form words that could sound convincing, as he watch his other half elegantly and quietly eating his dinner.

'Is something bothering you, Hyun?'

His sudden vocal startle him out of his thoughts. 'Huh? Oh... Nothing.' 'Then why aren't you eating? Is the food not to your liking? Did you lose your appetite again? Shall I ask the chef to cook another?' Zen hasn't touch his food, save for the mashed potato side that he had grown strange cravings for ever since he gave birth to their son, Han Ju-Ryung, Ryung for short. He knows he had made his husband worried as he got bombarded with questions. 'Jumin, I'm fine.' Jumin sighed as he was not convinced. He was about to leave the table when Zen finally conceded. They lock on each other gaze.

'My director called asking if I'm free to meet him and discuss it tomorrow. I would like to-' Jumin interrupts him mid-speech with a flat 'no' without even bother to listen to the rest of his sentence as he sips his wine. 'Oh come on, it's just a discussion and the play only starts rehearsing in the next 3 months.' Jumin doesn't seems to be convinced yet. 'I'll be back by lunch. Besides, you have an off day tomorrow right? I think it's a good timing that you'll get to bond with Ryung while I'm away.' Jumin had forgot the reasons why he took the day off.

By the time Zen has finish his sentence, Jumin has left his seat and made his way to him. He lean on Zen's armchair, locking him to his seat. Zen places his hands together in a prayer and says 'Please? I'll be back before noon. I promise.' Jumin smirk at his antiques. He leans in closer to him and whisper to his ear. 'If only you would beg like this in bed, then I might let you go.' Zen's face blush red. 'You jerk...' Jumin still has the smirk on his face as he continue to taunt him. 'How about it? It's a win-win situation for both of us.' He leans in closer to his face. So close that they could feel each other breaths.

Jumin close the gap between them and lock their lips together. It started out soft and short. Slowly, Jumin lifted him up with one arm around his waist while his other hand caressing his cheek. The kiss turn hungry and passionate as Jumin held Zen on the wall. They had not been this intimate for several months due to the heavy pregnancy stage and the confinement period after birth. Jumin's hand let go of his waist and snake up his torso under the shirt.

Remembering his plans, Zen breaks the kiss. Jumin attempts to kiss him again but he turn his head. Ignoring Zen's behavior, Jumin continue his train of kisses along his jawline when Zen interrupts. 'Jumin, please stop... I'm still not ready.' Jumin lets out a sigh as he buries his face on his shoulder, feeling disappointed. Zen lifted his head with both his hands and plants a kiss on his forehead. 'Thank you for understanding, Jumin. I just need a little more time.'

Morning came, Jumin woke up and found the bed to be empty. But there were noises and the smell of fresh pancakes coming from the kitchen. Yawning, he walks into the kitchen area and found Zen cooking in apron. He found it attractive, very attractive. He couldn't help himself to wrap his arm around Zen from the back, startling Zen in the process. 'Han- Han Jumin! What you think you're doing?' Zen's face turns red as he struggle in his arms. 'Is it wrong to hug my beloved wife? I told you to leave the house chores to the maid haven't I?' Zen stops struggling when Jumin lets go and turn him around to face him. "I just want to do something for a change.' So cute, Jumin thought to himself as he leans in for a kiss. Again, Jumin find it strange. Usually Zen would have blocked his advances by now but not this time. The soft kiss stayed longer than he anticipated. Jumin finally break the kiss and the situation turns awkward. 'I uhh... Will start eating the pancakes before it gets cold.' Zen remain silent and just nodded as he joins him at the table with more fresh pancakes.

'You sure you don't want to call for a nanny?' Zen asks as he tie his shoes. 'It's fine. You'll only be gone for several hours. I can handle this. Besides, it was your idea that I should spend more time with Ryung.' Oh right, he forgot. He stood up and turn around to find Jumin holding their baby on one arm. It was the first time he had to separate from Ryung for such a long time. Ryung is 3 months old now. His hair is more visibly black with white tints. Jumin teased he's got the better pair of eyes from Zen as he finds Zen's red eyes are more captivating. Ryung was definitely a calmer child when he's in Jumin's arm than with Zen's as he would stop crying once Jumin held him in his arm.

'I've prepared the milk. In case if he gets hungry, its in-'

'The incubator' Jumin finishes his sentence. As Zen about to continue his speech, Jumin interrupts again. 'If you don't go now, you'll be late for your meeting and I'll make you stay at home throughout the day.' 'Alright, alright. I'm going.' Zen kisses their son good bye and left for the door when Jumin catches his attention again by clearing his throat. Zen turns around to face Jumin. 'What?' 'Aren't you forgetting something?' Jumin lightly peck his lips, leaving Zen surprised. 'It's disheartening when you only kiss our son good bye and not to me.' Zen blushes and head straight to the door. 'Whatever!'

'Hey, Zen. Over here!' Jaehee waves at the white haired man as he approaches the restaurant's entrance.

'Hey, Jaehee. Sorry I'm late. Have you got my message?'

'Yes. I guess we had no choice but to push forward the plans to noon even though it was meant to be held at night.'

'I'm sorry bout the trouble. How's the preparation coming along?'

'Yoosong is with Seven right now to run some errands. The hall has been prepared.'

'Thank you for planning everything Jaehee.'

'Don't mention it. It was your idea anyways and for your happiness'

As the day approaching noon, everything seems to be in place. Zen opens the messenger and send a private message to Jumin telling him to meet at this place for lunch. Everything was planned meticulously as it was a special occasion. In the midst of the arrangement, Zen's phone vibrate. Jumin replied that he'll be there in 30 min together with Ryung. 'Heyhey, whats with that smile on your face while looking at the phone? Is it Jumin?' Zen blushed and nodded. 'Awws, how romantic!' 'He says he'll be arriving in 30 min. We better hurry up and get ready.' Zen walks away, giving a smack on Seven's head first. 'Ouch!'

Jumin arrived to the restaurant with Ryung in tow. He was getting suspicious as he was guided along the hallway of private rooms. When he finally opened the door, he was greeted by the RFA members.

'Surprise! Happy birthday, Han Jumin!'

Jumin stood there shocked. Seven, Yoosong and Jaehee were throwing confetti while Zen was holding a cake with 'Happy birthday Jumin' written on it. Jumin snaps back to reality when Zen called out to him. 'Jumin, the candle won't last any longer. Quickly make a wish and blow the candle.' Jumin smiled. 'Blow them with me, Hyun.' 'What? Why? Its your birthday wish. I'm not blowing it, you jerk' 'My wish will not be complete without you by my side.' Zen conceded and blew the candle with him.

As the party goes on, Jumin approaches Seven. 'Seven, I have a very important task for you. If you succeed, I'll give a hefty reward.' The word hefty reward prick his ears. 'What? Really? What can I do for you?' 'The task is I would like you to help us take care of Ryung for a night.' 'Wha?' 'I need some time alone with my wife.' 'Ahhh... I guess I couldn't even say no to this huh...' 'I'm counting on you because your house is practically a bunker and I know our child will be safe with you.' 'That's some heavy responsibility you're giving me bro...' 'Please take Jaehee with you. I trust her more to take care of our son.'

Zen was half-drunk when they reached home when he realized the house is awfully quiet.

'Jumin, where's Ryung?'

'Don't worry, he's in safe hands.'

This time Zen is more awake. 'Wha? What did you do? Where is my son?'

'Calm down. Ryung is at Seven's place and Jaehee is taking care of him.'

'Why did you do that?'

Jumin slowly caress his lips with his thumb. 'Because tonight... I just want to spend some time alone with you...'

Zen gave up struggling. 'You selfish jerk...'

'That I am. I love you, Hyun.' Their lips met in a battle of hungry kisses as Jumin carries him bridal style to their bedroom. They break the kiss to catch their breath as he slowly places him on the bed. 'Hyun, is it alright if I claim you tonight?' Zen blushes as he knew what he wanted. They've both avoided physical intimacy for a very long time and Jumin has been kind and understanding enough to be patient with him.

Silver-grey eyes are still fixed on the red eyes, waiting for an answer. Zen nods, giving his approval. 'Happy birthday, Han Jumin.' Zen lightly kisses Jumin. 'I love you too.'

That night, they ravishes and enjoy each other's embrace as they unleash the beasts within them until the sun come up.

Jumin finally remembered why he took two days off.