Waking up in the warmth, embraced by strong arms, was Jisung's greatest pleasure. He slowly came to, feeling the warmth of Minho's body beside him. His chest rose and fell evenly, his head resting on the pillow, and his arm lay habitually on Jisung's waist, as if holding him in his sleep. Jisung lazily stretched, feeling a pleasant ache in his body after last night, and tried to sink back into sleep. But as soon as he moved, Minho quietly groaned and pulled Jisung closer. Minho buried his nose in Jisung's hair, then lowered it, leaving soft kisses on his neck. — "Hey, let me sleep..." Jisung said with a clicking, trying to push Minho away. — "We'll wake up our daughter Jiyoung. Don't forget, you need to take her to kindergarten," Jisung said, feeling Minho's palm slowly slide down his back, then lower, to his waist, followed by a disgruntled grunt from him.