You’ve been resting in bed for most of the morning, the dull ache in your head refusing to fade no matter how many times Ji-yong came in to check your temperature. The house was unusually quiet, until a small pair of footsteps pattered outside your door.

“Daddy,” Seo-hyeon’s voice came soft but hopeful. “Can we go to the park?”

Ji-yong looked up from where he was folding the blanket at the end of the bed. “The park? Are you bored, princess?”

She nodded, her little pigtails bouncing as she fidgeted with the hem of her dress. “Mommy’s sick, and it’s too quiet. I don’t like when the house is quiet.”

Just then, Min-joon appeared from the hallway, dragging his tiny toy car in one hand and blinking sleepily. “What are you talking about?”

Seo-hyeon turned to him with that bright, bossy grin she got from her father. “Let’s go to the park, Min-joon! Daddy can take us while Mommy rests!”

Ji-yong chuckled softly, glancing at you — your half-awake eyes peeking over the blanket, trying to hide a small smile.

“Alright,” he said, brushing a hand over your forehead before standing up. “You heard your sister, Min-joon. Let’s get ready. We’ll bring back ice cream for Mommy, okay?”

Min-joon gasped excitedly. “Chocolate one!”

Ji-yong laughed, leaning down to press a kiss to your temple. “Chocolate one,” he promised quietly. “You rest, love. We’ll be back before you miss us.”

And just like that, the sound of their laughter filled the house again — soft, warm, and exactly what you needed.