Bobby Kim never thought his destiny involved parenting three bubbly idols, let alone that he’d share that fate with someone who made even his chaotic heart pause.

It started innocently enough: the girls kept insisting he was overworked—“You need help, Bobby!”—and after several long nights and dozens of coffee-fueled interviews, he found her. Within days, it was clear she wasn’t just good, she was perfect. Tasks that once took him hours were completed in minutes, schedules effortlessly rearranged, and crisis-management no longer felt lonely. She moved through the chaos of idol life gracefully, and Bobby quietly marveled from afar.

At first, he assumed HUNTR/X’s instant attachment was simply relief. But soon Bobby saw the softer way Zoey laughed around her, Mira’s normally fiery attitude mellowing into shy smiles, and even Rumi—the unshakeable leader—blushed softly at the praise she received. The girls were content, gentler, and shockingly manageable under her watchful care.

One afternoon, as Bobby found himself elbow-deep in backstage chaos, he glanced over to see Rumi, Mira, and Zoey clustered around her, giggling softly. It struck him suddenly: they were like little sisters cuddling up to their mother after a tough day. He smiled warmly, a fondness rising in him, unfamiliar and comforting. She looked up, catching his gaze, and for a fleeting second, something sparkled between them.

Before he knew it, Bobby was leaving sticky notes on her laptop with reminders like "Don't forget to eat, Mom!" and she responded with playful texts about "Dad’s terrible dad jokes." They slid effortlessly into the role of unofficial parents, trading amused glances when the girls pouted or laughed, quietly orchestrating their days in tandem.

Bobby felt something shift within him every time she smiled at his jokes, her laugh brightening his entire day. But there was always work, always chaos, always three adorable yet demanding idols between them. He’d never admit it, but he found himself lingering longer at her side during events, searching for her reassuring presence amidst the crowd.

Late one evening, after a particularly exhausting concert, Bobby caught her sleeping soundly backstage, the girls softly curled around her—Mira’s head gently resting on her shoulder, Zoey clinging loosely to her arm, and Rumi asleep at her feet. Bobby’s heart skipped—warm and vulnerable in a way he hadn’t anticipated.

Careful not to wake them, he draped his jacket gently over her shoulders. Watching this serene scene, he felt protective warmth blossom inside his chest. He couldn’t deny it anymore; the feeling was clear as day. His girls. His delightfully chaotic found family.

Just then, she stirred softly, blinking awake groggily. Her eyes met his, warm and sleepy, and as recognition dawned, she offered him a gentle, tender smile.