Jumin is awake to find Zen hugging their body close as his head lay on his chest. Not wanting to move to disturb his beloved's slumber. He plays with Zen's soft long white hair as he reminisce their past events that brought them together. A certain recollection made Jumin chuckle that cause Zen to awake from his sleep.

'Morning, my love.'

Zen blushed and reply 'Morning, my sun.'

Jumin lightly brushes their lips together, causing the paler man to turn more red. ' I'm sorry that I woke you up.' Zen yawns and scratches his eyes as he sit up. 'Yeah you did. I was having a nice dream.' 'Hmm? Was the dream about us?' 'I- I'm not gonna answer you that! Anyways, what were you laughing at?' Jumin sits up and play around the other's white strands. 'I was thinking about the conversation we had, some years ago.' He lightly kisses the white hair gathered on his hand. 'I think I don't even need to dream about it. It's happening now.' 'What is it?' 'A morning that starts with you... aint so bad after all.' Zen's eyes widen in surprise. It was a conversation they had in the messenger that he had long forgotten. He never thought that Jumin could still remember it. 'Well, yeah. You'll be having me every morning whether you like it or not.'

Jumin thinks that Zen being knowledgeable about things couples say behind closed doors due to his acting career. But sometimes Zen would never think twice of what he said. 'You know, some words can mean different things in different perspective.' He pushes Zen back to the bed, keeping his hands firm on his waist. 'Does that mean I can have you every morning?' 'Th- That's not what I meant!' Zen fumble with his words. Jumin shot him with one of his most devilish smirk as his grind his naked hips on his. Zen could feel Jumin's hard member teasing on his thigh as his own twitch back to life. 'Get off me...' 'Your mouth says one thing but your body is reacting the other way. When oh when is my beloved wife will be honest bout his feelings to me?' Zen cups Jumin's face and pulls him down for a hungry kiss. Jumin was just teasing as he knew Zen would never be honest with his words but his action speak louder.

It was late in the morning when they finally got out of bed and showered together. As they change in their wardrobe, Jumin couldn't help but noticed something. 'Why are you covering my marks on you with such conservative clothes? Did you hate it that much?' he asks as he tugs on Zen's long sleeve turtleneck shirt. 'I don't hate it. Its just embarrassing to not cover it in the public.' 'Hmm... For me, if its a mark from you, I would gladly show it off like badges of honor.' Zen had an idea. He pull Jumin in an embrace and suck on his neck producing a trail of hickeys down to his exposed collarbone. 'Then try not to cover this til it heals, I dare you.'

Jumin loves the game of dare. It sparks the competitive spirit in him. 'Dare accepted. I look forward to my reward.' Zen finally realized the mistake he made and wished he hasn't said that.

Jumin has already started on his breakfast while reading the newspaper when Zen finally came to join him. Zen stood next to him and tap the table to get his attention. When he look up from his reading, Zen presents a gift.

'I forgot to hand this to you at the party. Happy birthday again, Jumin.'

'Thanks, Hyun. What's inside?'

'Open it.' Zen smiled, hoping that he'll like it somehow.

Jumin carefully unbind the wrapper and open the box. 'Its a pen.' Its a normal Bik ink pen but with custom engravings of Jumin's name.

'Yeah, I'm sorry that its not something expensive like the one you lost from your dad with the gold and diamonds several years ago.' Zen scratches the back of his head, feeling slightly embarrassed with the modest gift.

All the negative feelings and thoughts that Zen has dissipated when Jumin smiled. His sincere happy smile. 'It's the thoughts that count, Hyun. Now that I finally have a personal pen, I'll use it to sign important documents from now on.' His words made him blush. 'Let's eat our breakfast and go get Ryung. I've been worried especially there were no messages or calls from them.' Jumin has specifically instruct Jaehee and Seven not to call or message Zen. He knew Zen would immediately end their time alone and go to Seven's place to get Ryung. While Zen might not have any calls or messages, Jumin's phone was the total opposite. SOS messages and calls from Seven and a call from Jaehee have been ignored.

'Zzeeennnnn, Juuuuumiiiinnn. Help us!' Seven came rushing out as soon as they arrived at his place.

'Seven, what happened?' Zen help him to get on his feet.

'Your... Your son...'

'Wha- What happened to Ryung?' Zen drops Seven to the ground and hurriedly went into Seven's home. Jumin follow suit as he pick up Seven. The place was a total mess. Zen found Jaehee lying passed out on the floor.

'Jaehee...' He nudge her. 'Jaehee, wake up' Jaehee slowly open her tired eyes. 'Ah, Zen... Mr. Han... You're finally here.' 'What happened here? Where's Ryung?' Jaehee slowly points the the glass pane room where Seven kept all his cars. There, in one of Seven's favourite car, Ryung is sleeping soundly. Zen grabs the pillow nearby and place it under Jaehee's head.

As Zen went to grab Ryung, he woke up as if he knew his mother is there and he let out a happy squeal. He extended his arms as Zen picks him up. 'There, there. Mommy's here.'

Yoosong appeared out from a pile of what seems to be dirty clothes. 'I helped too, you know.'

Seven sat down on the chair, gathering all his remaining energy. 'Your son is a devil incarnate. He cant stop vomiting, pooping and crying the whole time...'

Jumin presses around his phone. 'I have wired equal amount of payments to all of you. You have my deepest gratitude. And Jaehee...' 'Yes, Mr. Han.' 'I grant you 3 days of paid leave starting today. Get home and have some rest soon. Thank you for your hard work everyone.'

'What really?' Seven immediately ran to his computer to check on his account balance. The amount that was credited made him scream in joy. 'You're so generous, Mr. Han!' Jumin cleared his throat 'That was for taking really good care of Ryung.'

'To be honest, I've never seen Ryung this calm and bubbly under anyone else's care. You all have my gratitude as well,' said Zen.

'You can bring him over next time if you ever need some alone time together again.' Seven winked at the couple which causing them to blush.

'I think we'll hire a proper caretaker until he gets a little older. Right, Jumin love?' Zen ends his sentence with a threatening voice and smile at Jumin.

'Uh, yes of course. Whatever you wish, Hyun.'