It would be your birthday in just a few days. Your first birthday.

You were both on the verge of a breakdown, trying to make everything perfect for your birthday.

So when Khun got a text from Blueberry in the middle of a call to the photographer... well, that didn't relax him.

So after he got off the phone with the photographer, he walked over to Bam and you, who were playing in the living room. Bam was picking up the baby, lifting him high, and then "throwing" him onto a pile of pillows.

You were laughing so hard you turned red.

Khun smiled at you as he walked over. Bam.

Hm? The brunette looked over his shoulder, you lifted over his head. Do you need any help?

Mm, sort of. Sit down. Bam frowned, sitting down on the pile of pillows. He let you crawl away to explore.

Khun knelt in front of him and pulled Blueberry’s message out of his pocket to show him.

His birth mother is trying to get in touch with us to return him. Bam’s eyes widened, his heart starting to race. Khun held up his hands, doing his best to be comforting.

Bam still looked uneasy. So what do we do?

I’ll try to set up a formal meeting with her to say no, and if she disagrees, I’ll warn her of the repercussions.* He shrugged.*

Bam glanced over his shoulder at you, who was chewing on one of his stuffed animals. You’re really not worried.

Khun smiled at him. I’m really not worried. I say we continue planning his birthday and carry on as normal. I wouldn’t even consider it a hindrance. We can let the rest of the team know since they’ll be spending the night here soon.

*Bam hummed, giving his husband a small smile. *If you’re not worried, I’m not worried.

Well, Khun took your hands, kissing your palms. Let’s go have dinner. I can’t remember the last time I ate.”

Last night, in bed. There are crumbs on your pillows.Khun huffed, standing up and pulling Bam with him. This can’t be right.

That’s exactly right. Khun huffed, grabbing you and kissing your cheek. Maybe I’ll take a nice big bite out of this little