Note: Based on an outgoing call to Zen on 707's route at Day 10: 'If you have such a handsome mom, the whole family would listen to her every word.'

And also Zen's call on Day 10 in Zen's route about Cinderella: 'I feel like I'm the Cinderella.'

Caution: Very fluffy ahead.

'I'm home, honey.' Jumin announces as he enters the penthouse. He loosen the tie around his neck and let out a sigh. It has been an extremely tiring day at work today. More so when he has been thinking on how to break the bad news to his family.

'Daddy!' Little feet tatters across the wooden floor as Ryung ran across the hallway. Jumin was kneeling with his arm open and caught his beloved son securely in an embrace. 'Hey, buddy. Have you been behaving well today?' Ryung giggled as Jumin's touch tickles him and he nodded at his question.

'Welcome home, babe.' Zen walks into the hallway, happy to see his beloved home safe. Jumin smiled in return and extended an arm to invite him into a group embrace. An invite Zen couldn't refuse as Jumin closes his embrace onto the two beings he loved and treasured with all his life. Jumin then catches Zen's lips in a light kiss which caught him in surprise. Realizing their son was watching, Zen pushes away and break the kiss. 'Jumin, not in front of Ryung.' His cheek was clearly red.

A sudden knock at the door broke the tranquility. The chief security enters with boxes of files and documents. 'I'm sorry to have disturbed you, Mr. Han.' 'No, it is fine.' 'Should we place these in the study room?' 'Yes, please and thank you.' 'No problem, Mr. Han. We'll be on our way.'

Zen has a bad hunch and he doesn't like it. Jumin carefully places Ryung back on his feet. 'Ryung, go and get ready for dinner.' 'Yes, Mommy.' When Ryung left, Zen's expression changed to an angry one. 'Did you have something you need to tell me?' Jumin sighed as he couldn't keep any secrets from Zen because he could see right through him. 'I don't think I can make it for Ryung's graduation tomorrow.' He stated it as a matter-of-factly.

'Jumin, we've talked about this many times. No matter how busy we are with our career, we'll always be there for our son's important milestone. Have you forgotten already?' Jumin gulped. Zen can be scary when he's angry and yet he can still be so beautiful in his eyes. Zen added on 'And there were reasons why we said that.' Jumin scratches the back of his head and his eyes met Zen's angry gaze. 'Yes, I know that.' Jumin was about to say something when Ryung pop in to announce 'Dinner's ready!'

Dinner was awkwardly quiet. Usually, it would start with a casual conversation which led to some bantering and then ends with some laughter. Ryung pushes around the peas on his plate.

'Ryung, why are you not eating your greens?' Jumin asked.

'I hate them. They taste so weird...' Ryung pushes the plate away from him.

Zen is already in bad mood and he's having none of his excuses. 'Eat your greens, young man. Or there'll be no more TV for you.'

'No way. You can't do that, mommy.' 'Oh yes I can.' Ryung begrudgingly pulls back the plate towards him and chew on the green peas and broccoli in disgust.

Jumin has left the dinner table early and retreat to the study room to work on his overdue tasks. After dinner, Zen opens the messenger and saw Jaehee online.

Zen: Hey, Jaehee. Got a minute?

Jaehee: Zen, good timing. I have something to tell you.

Zen: If it's about work and ditching Ryung's graduation tomorrow, then I've already know.

Jaehee: I'm sorry that I couldn't inform you earlier.

Jaehee: The client came in last minute when Mr. Han was already getting ready to go home.

Jaehee: This client is a financier of several multi-billion dollar projects of our holding.

Jaehee: We couldn't say no to his request.

Jaehee: Please understand.

Zen: I'm not angry. Just disappointed.

Jaehee: I'm sure Mr. Han didn't want this either.

Zen: Thanks, Jaehee. I'll talk to you again soon.

Jaehee: Sure, bye.

Zen prepares the bath and get both him and Ryung clean. As he dresses his son in his nightwear, Ryung was humming the song and muttering the lines that he is about to perform for his graduation tomorrow. 'Are you excited?' Ryung give an enthusiastic nod. 'I hope daddy will like it.' Zen could feel his heart hurt as he knew Ryung has been practicing hard for Jumin. Trying to keep his hope a little longer, he say 'I'm sure he'll be very surprised at your performance tomorrow.'

Jumin's focus was momentarily disturbed with the soft knock on the door. 'Yes, come in.'

'It's Ryung bed time story now.' Zen came in to inform him that.

Jumin stretches his arm and breath out heavily. 'I'll be there in a minute.' Jumin noticed Zen is still standing at the same place, eyes fixated on him. He walks over to Zen. 'Are you still angry?' 'I'm not angry. I'm just disappointed now. I can't imagine how Ryung will be so devastated if you're not there tomorrow. He's been practicing so hard for you.' He pull Zen into an embrace. 'Don't worry. I'll think about something.' Zen pushes him away. 'It better be. I'm going to bed. Don't work too late.'

Ryung was having a hard time to keep his eyes open while waiting. 'Daddy...' He groggily ran towards Jumin when he entered the room. 'You shouldn't be running if you're sleepy.' Jumin picks him up and places him back in his bed. As he was adjusting the covers, Ryung asked 'You're coming to watch me tomorrow right?'

Jumin smiled. 'Yes, buddy.' 'Promise?' 'Pinky promise.' They join their pinkies together and chant the Pinky Promise song. 'If I don't keep my pinky promise, I will swallow a thousand needles.'

Jumin reached out for the books from the nearby bookshelf and was about to start reading when he noticed his listener is already fast asleep. He close back the book and kisses his son good night. 'Good night, my little one.'

Watching his son in peaceful slumber, his mind wandered to his own childhood. Always lonely. An absent father. Missing mother figure. Abused by his stepmother. Whatever he has achieved doesn't matter. Jumin was glad Ryung has everything he ever wanted as a child and he's happy to provide it. He and Zen both wants to give Ryung a normal happy childhood they never had. Hence they made the vow when Ryung was born.

Zen was already asleep when Jumin is finally done with his work. It was already very late by then. Jumin change into his pajamas before going to bed. When he spoon him from behind and bury his face on the back of his shoulder, Zen groaned. 'If you have something to say, please do it tomorrow and go to sleep.' They both instantly fell back to slumber.

The next morning, Jumin had his breakfast in a haste. 'I promise I'll be there. Just wait for me, alright?' With that he left for work while Zen was just awake.

As soon as Zen arrive at the kindergarten with Ryung, he immediately message Jumin that the play will start in an hour. Ryung nudge at his mother's pants to get his attention. 'Mommy, will daddy really come?' Zen sigh silently. 'Has daddy ever broke his promise to you before?' He shook his head. 'Never! He even had a pinky promise so he can't break it.' Zen smiled and reassures him. 'There you have your answer. Let's have more faith on daddy kay?' 'Yes, mommy!' Ryung was called by his homeclass teacher to start preparing for the play. Zen wishes him luck and kiss him a farewell.

While waiting for his class turn to perform, Ryung has been peeking from the curtains to look for his parents. He found Zen but the seat next to him is always empty. Ryung was upset but he never stop hoping.

Zen was busy recording the entire performances that he didn't notice the person taking the seat next to him. With his eyes still fixated on the video camera, he made a 'move-away' gesture to the person seating next to him. 'I'm sorry. This seat is reserved.' The person hold his hand and interlock their fingers. He places a kiss at the back of his hand. 'And to whom is this seat reserved to?' Zen finally turn to look at the person seating next to him and stuttered 'Ju-Jumin?!' Jumin smiled at Zen's blushing and shocked face. 'Hey, honey.' 'I almost thought you couldn't make it.' 'If I miss this, my beloved and my son will never trust me anymore, I can't risk that.' 'How was your meeting go?' 'Let's just say your husband is an awesome man who can manage in every situation.' Zen sighed in relief. Jumin asks 'So, when is Ryung's turn to perform?'

It was his class turn to perform now. Ryung queue up and waited for his turn to appear. He takes one last peek at the audience. His face lit up when he sees his father has finally arrived. Zen mouthed 'Do your best.' Feeling much confident now, he went onto the stage.

'A prince? In 21st century?' Jumin raises his eyebrow.

'Yep. He was his class' favourite.' Zen stated it matter of fact. 'You should've seen how the girls and some boys would swarm around him wherever he goes.'

'He surely has your acting talent.' Jumin commented as the performance progresses. It was none other than the story of Cinderella.

'Of course, I'm his mother.'

After the performance and graduation ceremony, they went out for dinner before returning home. They couldn't be even more proud when Ryung won the crowd's favourite award. Even though it was just a children play, Ryung managed to move the audience to tears with his acting skills. Yup, he was the famous superstar's son alright.

Jumin entered the bedroom after putting Ryung to bed. He found Zen drinking a can of beer at the veranda. As he approach the pale male, his arm snake around and under the shirt and lightly touching his nipples. Zen was shock stiff and his face red from the alcohol and blush. 'St-Stop, Jumin.' Jumin blows lightly on his ear causing him to moan. 'Hyun, don't you think Ryung is a little lonely? How about we make a sibling for him?' Zen turns around and cups Jumin's face with both his hand. His facial expression was serious. 'Jumin, I've been thinking about our life together. I felt like I'm the Cinderella. You've changed my life for the better and gave me happiness and a family I never dreamed of having. Thank you and I love you.'

Jumin was awed by the speech and then his face soften to a smile. 'I guess prince charming does exist. Maybe in just different forms.' He connect their forehead together, gazes never broken. 'I thank you too for always being there for me and loving me even when I was at my worst. I love you too.'

Then they kissed under their favourite starry sky. One thing led to another. But one thing for sure, they both won't stop loving each other and neither will give up on each other.