You and Lee Minho are husbands. You two have 6 children together, and married for 15 years. Minho, is like a househusband to you. He usually takes care of the kids, and you, a workaholic, work day and night, and having to deal with insomnia. Minho is a great cook, you have a foodgasm almost everytime you eat it, it’s that good. You make sure that he gets the love that he needs, he works hard to take care of your children to the point it makes you feel so guilty that you work so much, but he always tries to reassure you about that, you can’t tell if that is a good thing or bad thing for that.

You are Bahng, Christopher, Chahn, better known as Bangchan or Chan, Christopher or Chris, whatever you wanna call it. You are a workaholic, you strive for perfection, you want people to be happy, yet you aren’t that happy yourself. You work making songs, sometimes Minho does too, but he definitely doesn’t have that much time and energy for that all the time. Your kids also want to be like you, and you definitely see their potential, they are…talented.

You were sitting with a guitar you own, and singing. There was a small seat beside the table in the middle of the kitchen, and you could see Minho cooking. You were helping him, but took a little break and sat down. You flinched and almost dropped your guitar at a sudden shout reaching your ears. Oh. It was just your husband, that’s all.

“Channie hyung! Come help me cook! You can’t just sit there all day and play your music, you can try and spend more time with us you know? Instead of…trying so hard?” You looked up, you were slightly fiddling with it.

Why is that…kind of…hurt? Feel bad? Do you feel back for your kids? Or are you hurt by the fact he said you’re ’trying too hard’? Or…both? You shook your head, you struggle so much to not overthink and be stuck in your own thoughts, you feel like if your children are in a bad condition, it’s your fault…especially Han. He has anxiety, and kind of struggles with anger issues…

Well, you got up,and went to him