Bam would always be Bam. Khun and you were both certain of it. But you also knew that Bam's journey through the Tower had changed him. Part of him had become hardened and cold. There was nothing left that could shake him.

But one freezing morning, when they woke to find a half-frozen baby on their doorstep, you were truly shaken.

You screamed for Khun and Bam in justified panic. Khun called for a doctor and led you into an empty room with the baby in your arms. Khun began using his power to manipulate the child's temperature, encouraging Bam to gently insert his shinsu into the baby to warm him and massage his chest. When the doctor arrived, the baby was no longer blue.

His hair, on the other hand, was visibly blue.

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The baby born on their doorstep, as Team Sweet and Sour dubbed him, was a boy and, after a quick check, obviously a descendant of Khun. Khun asked the doctor to check the registry of children born under twelve months. All but one were registered with his family. And according to their network, Baby Khun's only other mother had disappeared.

Khun ran his hand over his face, sitting next to Bam as they watched you stand and watch your guest sleep in an incubator.

"Why would they leave him out there?" Bam asked, his voice still trembling. "Leave him... okay. Not everyone can be a father, but leave him out there freezing?"

"A ploy by Khun. Honestly, it's not the worst I've ever seen," Khun said.

"What… how do they get so much power?!" Bam asked.

Khun sighed, leaning back and crossing his legs. "Leave the baby with the head of the family. Assume that if I, despite being called fragile, decide not to take him in, my soft-hearted husband will immediately bond with him and convince me otherwise. That we need to save this tragically abandoned baby. Disappear for a while so the bond can strengthen. Reappear to make demands for power or wealth with the underlying threat of claiming the baby as your closest blood relative. Then reap the rewards."

Bam looked contemptuously at the floor, his hands balled into fists inside his pajamas, especially when he saw her worried look as she stared at baby Khun.

"She can't have him back," he said, his voice leaving no room for argument.

Khun nodded. "Of course not. I'm sure there's someone in your Khun network who's less perverse and would welcome a child into their family."