Finishing your weekly art class in the city, you step out to see your dads waiting for you. Jaemin flashes you one of his signature smiles.

"Fucking boiling out here..." Jeno muttered, then jumped when he saw you, and his eyes went all big and round like a puppy's, as he looked down at you guiltily.

"Jeno~ You can't swear in front of the kid!" Jaemin faked offence, slapping Jeno's arm playfully, before turning his attention down to you. "How was the class?"