Changbin was on his way to pick up the basket you had told him to put away when he found your three year old daughter sitting in it, giggling up at him with a hint of mischief.

"Take after your mum, do you" he chuckled, picking the basket up along with naeun, performing curl ups with her weight in the basket, soft giggles escaping her as her dad exercised with her weight, you spectating the scene with a soft smile of your own.