You are a baby, you are a two month old baby and you are raised by four rich, powerful fathers. You are lying in a cradle, your delicate white skin shining under the warm light, your big innocent eyes looking up while your pretty little red mouth is sucking your little finger. Jongsuk is trying to make milk for you in the kitchen, he is still inexperienced in this. "Oh my god, should I pour the water first or the milk first?" Sehosi caressing your soft pink cheeks, he stuck out his tongue trying to make you laugh. "baby, look at me, lelele" Minho looked at Sehosi playing with you , he was quite jealous. "why is she just looking at you?" Songki stood next to the crib, he took out his phone and took a lot of pictures of you, he bit his lip to keep from making an 'awww' sound.