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It was around eight when the calls started. First was Doyoung's phone to ring in the middle of them watching a movie, Yuta and Doyoung perhaps sitting a bit closer than usual, and the latter groaned as he picked up his phone, still keeping his arm around Yuta's shoulder -oh did I forget to say he was doing that? well now you know he was– and grabbed his phone, groaning even louder when he saw the called ID.

Taeil looked up form where he was laying in the other couch, "Who is it? Taeyong? Manager-Hyung-nim?" He asked.

"Bingo." He said, picking up the phone.

Taeil looked confused, "To... which...?" He looked towards Donghyuck and Ten, both of whom just shrugged.

Yuta, being next to Doyoung, basically shoulder to shoulder, thigh to thigh, could luckily hear the conversation being Doyoung and the called. Quite clearly actually.

"Nice of you to pick up the phone Kim Dongyoung, now, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU THREE?"

"Is that Taeyong-Hyung?"

And so could the others in the room.

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING OF GOING TO CHICAGO THE DAY BEFORE A CONCERT?!"

Doyoung furrowed his brows, "Chicago? How'd you know we'd be here? We left without a word..." he asked instead of answering the leader's.

"Your partner in crime Donghyuck wrote us a text message saying where y'all would be!" Taeyong instantly ratted out the maknae, making everyone in the room turn to look at the youngest adult, who was stuffing popcorn into his mouth.

Swallowing what was in his mouth, he quietly cursed as everyone turned to look at him, "Fuck..."

"You lil' shit, I told you not to!" Doyoung cursed as he blindly passed the phone to Taeil, who had came up beside them, and got up, chasing Donghyuck who had swiftly got up and ran away.

"Doyoung? Hello? Hey, Doyoung! Answer me!" Taeyong voice shouted through the phone.

Taeil put the phone on speaker as they all leaned in, ignoring the yelps and quiet yells from Doyoung and Donghyuck, they better not wake the kids up, I swear to god. Yuta thought as the two shot down the hall.

"Yes? We're here, Doyoung is kind of busy chasing Donghyuck." Taeil informed about the sudden disappearance of the other.

"Whatever, tell me, why would you three leave before the concert? You three are our main vocalists! How- How are we supposed to continue?!" Taeyong ranted, the panic growing more and more evident in his voice as he thought more and more. "You three better have a good reason to have left!"

"They did! Don't worry Taeyongie!" Ten called out.

"Yeah, we did," Taeil said.

"Well, please tell."

Taeil sighed, as if thinking of where to start, "Well," he scratched the back of his neck. "Yuta and the babies got stuck in a elevator for an hour, without Ten-"

"WHAT?"

"-and as good parents and co-parents, we decided to come and check up on Yuta and our sons." Taeil concluded easily, ignoring Taeyong's 'what'.

The line fell silent.

"Hyung? You there?" Ten asked.

A sigh was heard, "Fine. That's excusable, just, please get back as soon as possible; we have a concert in the evening so be back before then and we can't disappoint out fans, and the company's already not happy with us." Taeyong explained.

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