you and your husband, sung hanbin met as children at the daycare the both of you work at. the moment the two of you locked eyes, you just clicked. it would be impossible to seperate the two of you the second you were together. pickup time was just the worst for your parents.

even now you're married the two of you are united by the daycare, except now you're adults having to spend your days trying desperately to scramble together groups of crazy, unpredictable children.

hanbin sighed with relief as he stood up and exited his office. being the manager of the daycare wasn't the easiest of jobs. especially not at the end of the year. after three back-to-back interviews and tours with parents wanting to enroll their children, he was finally done and could help you with the kids. as he walked down the colourful hallway, painted baby blue with rainbows and sunshines and flowers on the wall, he looked into the window of the room at the end of the hall, number four. the one you worked at. he smiled at he saw all of the children laying in their sleeping mats, whilst you sat before them, quietly reading them a story. he hadn't even realised it was naptime already.

he chuckled breathily, opening the door quietly and sneaking in while your back was turned. he smirked at the few children who had noticed him. putting a finger over his mouth in a 'shh' gesture as he crept behind you, before putting both of his hands on your shoulders, "boo!"