He climbed in beside him, pulling Haeun into his arms once again. The room was now dim and quiet, the only sound being their soft breathing. Haeun instinctively moved closer, resting his head on Yeongsoo's chest as he slept soundly.
Yeongsoo smiled, rubbing Haeun's belly gently "Kiddo it's best you take after your papa, if you take after me you won't have fun and I want you to live a carefree life.."
Yeongsoo thought to himself, his life was very chaotic and he definitely wasn't going to let any of his children join the mafia.
Haeun woke up the next morning feeling off. He laid on the bed for a few moments, staring at the ceiling, trying to shake off the grogginess. Glancing over, he saw Yeongsoo had already gotten up.