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"Jinhyuk could you do me a big favor?" Jinhyuk looks up from the document he was currently reviewing to glance at Jaewoon, the accountant clerk that had brought the document to him and had stayed there for a couple minutes now, Jinhyuk knowing from experience he had to just wait for him to speak up.
Jaewoon looks nervous, his lower lip clearly having been bitten while he gathered the courage to speak. Jinhyuk gives him a friendly smile and he notes how Jaewoon's shoulders relax even if a little "What is it?"
"Do you remember my son Heejun?" Jinhyuk doesn't have to think too hard for the name to link a face into his mind. He had met the child at a handful of the company's family-friendly parties his father Dongwook insists on throwing once a month to, in his words, keep up the morale and good relationships.
"Yeah, he's a cute kid, what about him?" One of Jaewon's hands reaches up to rub at the back of his neck, his eyes looking away from Jinhyuk's before he replies.
"Could you and Wooseok take care of him this weekend?"
"You know Jinwoo is going to throw a temper tantrum sooner than later, right dad?" Yohan comments making Jinhyuk turn around from his seat on one of the stools by the kitchen island next to Wooseok and towards the kitchen's doorway. Yohan shrugs his shoulders as he walks in and past them on his way to the refrigerator.
"Yohan is right," Wooseok sighs, sending a quick glance at his stepson and asking him to pass him a bottle too once he sees him taking a water bottle out for himself "Does he really have no one else to ask to take care of his son?"
Jinhyuk shakes his head no, explaining like Jaewon had that afternoon to him, that since it was a funeral they had to attend on the other side of the country his relatives that lived in the city were leaving for it too and his wife was a single child whose parents had already passed away. His friends had all already rejected him saying they were too busy to take care of an 8-year-old.
Wooseok hums as he ponders about it. They have a guest room the kid could use and it's not like they had any plans for the weekend so it would not really trouble them, the only issue was their own child. Jinwoo was not a problem child in any way he just... could get pretty jealous over his parents, even when it involved his own big brother. Yohan still vividly remembers the heartbroken way his younger brother had cried that time Jinhyuk was playing with a couple of kids at one of the company's parties, yeah he was 5 years old when that happened but he wouldn't put it past him to do a repeat of it even now.
Both Wooseok and Yohan can already see in Jinhyuk's eyes that he wants to help Jaewon so with a sigh from both, Wooseok nods his approval. Before Jinhyuk can thank his husband, he's interrupted by him lifting a thin finger to his face "You're the one who's going to tell Jinwoo though," Yohan fights back a laugh at his father's face, jaw going slack. He is thankful he won't be around to witness how the weekend will go.
Jinhyuk tries his best to reassure Jinwoo that no, he's not being stolen by Heejun, but the way Heejun won't stop following him around the house doesn't help his case much. Wooseok eventually does try to help him by asking them to help him fix up supper, away from Jinhyuk. Who would have thought Jinwoo would get competitive in the kitchen trying to help whatever way possible for his young age when he never shows interest in cooking before?
Heejun proves to be the crybaby his father had said he was when he walks back inside the house after having fallen and scraped his knee while playing football with Jinwoo on the backyard. Wooseok goes to fetch the first aid kit they keep inside the first floor's bathroom while Jinhyuk tries to calm the crying child down, Jinwoo standing seemingly lost next to his father.
A couple minutes later Jinhyuk finds himself sitting on the living room's couch, watching a children's TV show with a still teary-eyed Heejun cuddle into his side and a pouty Jinwoo on this other side. He sends a glare to his smirking husband when he sees him take a picture with his cellphone from the entryway of the room.
That night after he puts Heejun to bed and is doing the same to Jinwoo he ends up having to sit with Jinwoo grasping his hand in one of his smaller ones until he falls asleep and his expressions finally relaxes, Jinhyuk leans down to press a kiss to his son's forehead before standing up and leaving his bedroom.
Wooseok has already showered and is wearing his pajamas by the time Jinhyuk walks inside their bedroom, his round glasses perched on top of his small nose, a mix of warm and cool tones of light illuminating his pretty face from the bedside lamp and the tablet on his lap where he must still be working on the design for one of the company's latest products in the works.
"You're staring," Wooseok casually says, tone flat and eyes never leaving his table's screen as he moves the stylus on top of it with practiced ease. Jinhyuk makes his way to sit down next to him, closing the distance between them to press a chaste kiss against his lips that Wooseok reciprocates finally looking away from his work.
"Can't I stare at my handsome husband?" Wooseok fakes to think about it before saying he guesses he doesn't have an option, does he? Jinhyuk chuckles and kisses him again, taking the tablet away from him and Wooseok not stopping him instead reaching up to wrap his arms around his neck to pull him closer.
Just when their kiss starts to deepen and both think they will be able to enjoy the night alone, there's a timid knock on their door. Wooseok curses under his breath when he leans back, Jinhyuk sighing before standing up and telling whoever child it is to come in. The door opens and clearly, scared Heejun peeks inside.
"I had a nightmare..."