And there it was. With a few words, their deep dark secret was out in the open. It was like a weight was lifted between the three. At the same time, it was the scariest words ever uttered in the bunker. With the new-found knowledge, how did that affect them now? Until just then, it was the twin's secret, what happened now?

"Oh…" What more was there to say. What more could be said in that moment? Even though she might have been right all along. There were no words that she could think of to even convey how she felt. Yeoja looked at Saeran standing in the doorway. Straight and still like a statue, all but his hands. On one hand, his thumb pushing back against the skin of his fingernails. While on the other, his index finger was digging at his thumb. His seafoam colored eyes looked off to the side, finding something interesting on the wall. He had seen the news and was coming to get his brother when he had overheard their conversation through the open door. Saeran shifted as he looked back into the living room, listening to the news reports filtering in through the hall. There was nothing about them as of right now, and he hoped it stayed that way. This was not something he could blame his brother on. Even if he wanted too so badly.

Saeyoung laid his head on Yeoja's shoulder and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him. The younger twin shifted uncomfortably watching his brother and future sister in law. A part of him wanted to join. The idea of being safe in someone's arms and the sense of safety all together was still new to him, and his brother. With a huff, Saeran turned around and walked back to the living room. Unlike his brother, he did not need to be held to feel better. He was more interested in the truth of the matter. From what Saeyoung had talked about Chaerin was about five months along. So most likely it was someone in the office who released the story. Hopefully, they did not know who Saeyoung was when he went to visit their father. That would be his first concern about all this. Something falling into his lap knocked him out of his train of thought. It was Yeoja's phone with a web page brought up.

"Scroll down." Saeyoung took his seat beside his brother. Saeran did as Saeyoung asked of him. The article was from A! news. The "news" outlet that gave Zen a hard time some months back. The gossip article was on Chaerin. The couch beside him sank under Yeoja's weight and her head came to rest on his shoulder.

Up until now, Yeoja had respected his personal space. She did not touch him unless he said it was okay or he hugged her first. Unlike his brother who felt the need to give him thousands of bone crushing hugs a day. She did not wait for an invitation to wrap her arms around him either. Saeran stiffened at the touch of her body on his. His eyes wandered off the phone screen to shoot a sideways glance at his sister in law. He knew that this was to make him feel better, but did it? Did the sense of touch from another human bring him comfort? Even after a year, it was still questionable.

His eyes returned to the screen and started to read again. It was mostly rumors brought on by her actions. There was no real proof of anything other than whoever wrote this tripe liked nothing more than to pull unrelated things together. The sheer fact that people believed this was beyond him. If fact he felt his IQ dropping with every word he read. Why had his brother shown him this article when the news networks were out there? Then he reached the end of the article where is said:

Twenty years ago, there was a rumor about the then-senator Chon. Even though the rumor was never proven I believe it is my journalistic duty to report on this rumor. At the time, Chon was unfaithful to his wife and had a lover that had a child by him.

Saeran felt Yeoja's hand come to rest on his back and make small circles between his shoulder blades. He understood the act as a soothing one but was confused if it worked on him. Was he that broken that a normal thing that was meant to soothe a person, did not work on him. Saeran reread the article again, then for the third time. The words did not change. The meaning of the article did not change. While their names were not released, even the number of illegitimate children he had was wrong, it still sat uneasily with him.

Saeran stood and left for the safety of his room. His body reacted before his mind did, by the time it had caught up he was in his room. The room was kept better than his brother's. Clothes were not on the floor. No trash nor was there anything out of place. Saeyoung had given him free reign over the space to do with as he pleased. Painting over the garish red and yellow to a gray color. His bedding matched the walls, as did most things. The walls were not completely flat. Patches from where he had punched the wall were everywhere. With there being no windows in the bunker, his room was darker than the rest of the house, even with the lights on. Sitting on the edge of his bed, Saeran turned on the TV and muted it. Watching as the commentators mouthed the day's news. They had moved on from the legal twin's problem to real news. The feeling inside him was hallowed as he watched the screen. There was always this fear that they would be found out by the news media. While the fear of his father was always there, the news seemed much worst. After that meeting, their Father had stayed away as promised, now this.

Yeoja stood to start to go after him but was pulled back by Saeyoung, "He'll be fine just give him some time." She knew this, but it did not make it easier. Maybe it was in her nature to make sure those around her were doing okay. Before she could open her mouth Saeyoung's phone began to go off. An annoyed look crossed over his face as he pulled it out. It was Yong-Su Chon, it was a call Saeyoung knew might come. He placed a finger over his lips as he answered the phone and walked into the computer room. Even though she knew everything now, he still did not want to drag her further into that world than he had to.

"Hello." He said as he closed the door.

"Saeyoung?" His body went rigid at the sound of his father's voice. "This is Saeyoung right, Saeyoung Choi?"

"and if it is?" Saeyoung asked.

"Saeyoung, this is your father…" Chon's voice faltered a moment, "I wanted to speak to you and your brother."

Saeyoung took a deep breath before speaking he knew what this was about, "Yes?"

"I know you asked me not to reach out to you. I have kept my word up until now but this is important. Have you seen the news?"

"Yes."

"Then you know about your sister… I mean my daughter and what's currently going on. As nasty as this country can be, I will make sure you and your brother are safe from the news. No one will ever find out about you two, I promise. As your father, as any father would. I do understand that those words might not make you feel better. I will keep you two safe like I will the children I raised." The words came out fast. So fast it took Saeyoung to process what he had exactly said. He did not know how to react to this statement. His mouth opened and closed as his brain worked over what his father had said. "I will call you in case something happens. Other than that I will keep the same distance as was the agreement."

"Thank you?" Even though he meant it as a statement it came out as a question.

"Saeyoung, I still wish to have a relationship with you and your brother. Once this blows over, I hope the three of us can have dinner. Maybe even you could bring your family and if Saeran has someone then they can come too." There was hope that dripped from every word the older man spoke. Saeyoung looked back at Yeoja as she sat on the couch. Her eyes torn between the TV and the messenger app. "Saeyoung, I have to go. I just wanted to let you know that you two are safe."

Saeyoung hummed into the phone as his response before the man hung up. It was not the strangest of calls he had ever gotten in his life, but it was not as unpleasant as he would have thought. The older man was trying, as any father would for his children. Right now, this man was acting the model of fatherhood, but Saeyoung still could not forget what his childhood was like.

Opening the messenger to see who was on, Saeyoung saw the name he hoped for. Quickly he backed out and made a call to the future corporate heir. When he got back from Mint Eye, Saeyoung had sat Jumin down and explained everything. Jumin needed to know and in turn, Jaehee had to know. If there something that was to happen Jumin would do anything to help anyone in the RFA. That and Saeyoung trusted this man greatly, not as much as he did with V, but he trusted him.

"Jumin Han,"

"It's me."

"I figured you'd call eventually." Jumin's low voice came through his earpiece. This made Saeyoung chuckle.

"Yeah, hey what are you doing tomorrow? I need to sit down and talk with you." Saeyoung looked back over to Yeoja who was giggling at her phone. She had laid down with her phone pulled to her face.

"I do not have to go into the office, but for you, I can," Saeyoung smirked a bit.

"I can just as easily go to your house." His voice trailed off. Yes, today was stressful. He had things he had to do to make sure his family was safe. But if he did at least tease a bit here there then it would have been a missed opportunity.

"I do not want you to harass Elizabeth the third. We will meet at my office. Besides I have been meaning to talk to you as well."

"Oh, Mr. Director, at your office? What could it be? I'll be a married man soon." Saeyoung tried to joke but it fell flat.

"I will be here around noon. Is that good for you?" Jumin asked ignoring Saeyoung's comment.

"Yeah, it'll be good for me." Saeyoung's voice returned to normal.

"Okay, I will see you then Saeyoung." With that Jumin hung up. Saeyoung pressed his back to the cool glass wall of the computer room and slid down. Well, at least it that was done. If anything happened Jumin would help any way he could. He had proven it in the past.

The next part of the plan was to cover up their existent on the web. Maybe led anyone looking for them on a wild chase until they gave up. Saeyoung had enough servers in the bunker and across the globe that it should not be a problem. Set up a bot to delete anything about him on the internet, or set up a tripter account for himself and bot spam it. Maybe both could be done? It was going to be a long night with this and the work he had to complete by Thursday. At the very least he had to make sure to cover his and his brother's tracks. If word got on then most people might do a search on them. The bot should take of it by sometime tomorrow.

Before he got to work there was something that he had to do. Saeyoung stood up and walked out of the room. Yeoja had put her phone away, now was just watching the news. Saeyoung flopped down on the couch. Making Yeoja bounce up with it.

"Everything okay?" She asked turning her attention to him. Saeyoung sighed.

"Yeah, nothing new." Yeoja was fully sitting up now. Her legs pulled under her. both of her hands on one of his. "I'm going to need you to do something for me." It was his turn to stutter and forget what he was going to say. He drummed his fingers against his knee. "Right now, until this is over. I think it would be best if you didn't change your name. You… know… Friday…" Saeyoung's face flushed as he spoke. "At least not until this is over and we're safe. Then, if you want, you can change your last name to Choi."

Why was he stuttering like an idiot? He was not nervous.

"I was just thinking about that…" Yeoja pulled her hands back and let them rest in her lap. "Maybe we shouldn't have the wedding…"

And that was all Saeyoung heard as his mind reeled. Imagines of his perfect little family crumbled. His duties as a father were now only needed every other weekend. A jerk forward pulled him out. Yeoja's eyes stared back at him, full of concern.

"Hey, did you hear me? I asked until this was over maybe we should hold off on the wedding?" Yeoja asked again slower this time. Giving him time to process what she had said. Saeyoung let out another sigh then smiled. Pulling her into a tight hug.

"No, Friday, I want you to be my wife. Nothing will stop that. Not this. Not anything will stop me from wanting this." He whispered into her neck. "Nothing will stop that from happening."

It was a long time before they pulled away from one another. Only for their foreheads to come to rest together. Saeyoung smiled as he looked into her eyes.