Google is telling me infants can fly international at 3months and beyond, or I think 1 month, but for plot convenience and as mention previously, it'll be 2 weeks.
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It's suddenly so quiet without Donghyuck and Taeil..." Yuta mused while sitting on the couch watching TV, the twins on his lap.
"That is not how you're supposed to make it!"
"What do you mean?! I've always made it like this! They love it!"
"Well you're wrong!"
"Okay... maybe not too quiet." Yuta mumbled as Doyoung and Ten bickered in the kitchen. Picking up his phone he looked at the date and frowned. Times almost up... we'll have to go back to Korea soon... are they going to fire me? He couldn't help but come up with different scenarios of what the executives will tell him, only fueling his worry and anxiety. Suddenly, a notification popped up. It was from Taeyong.
Tyong 🌹:
Our last concert in Phoenix!
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The fans miss you, and so
do we ^^ let's hope every-
things ends well for all
of us
sent 11:37pm
read 6:23pm
Me:
you guys look lovely! Czennies
are so pretty!
i wish i could be there
sent 6:25pm
He put down his phone, not bothering to look through the rest of his notifications or social media; for once he's heeding the advice of staying off social media during times of turmoil.
"Yuta~ dinners done~ with no help from Ten." Doyoung called from the kitchen.
"Hey!"
"I'll be there, I'll put the babies in their crib."
Coming back to the dining room, he found Mr and Mrs. Suh at the table as well. "Aish, the food looks delicious Doyoung-ah, Ten-ah!" She praised.
"Thank you, it's the least we can do, intruding on you two." Doyoung apologized. The two, Doyoung and Ten, offered to cook as a way to thank the Suhs for sharing their space with them, afterall they were just trouble for them.
"Oh it's no problem!" Mr.Suh insisted. "The house hasn't been this lively since our Johnny left. We were the ones to offer you guys to stay after Johnny-ah told us what happened, don't apologize."
"Plus, the kids are so adorable." Mrs.Suh cooed. "I remember when our Johnny-ah was that small, he was such a crier, I remember having to wake up so often..." the kind lady started telling them stories of their fellow member as they ate dinner, a few amusing enough to have Ten choke on his drink, and Yuta feel the calmest he's been since the last few weeks, being able to simply enjoy dinner and listen to someone else talk so lightheartedly.
🎭
He woke up early. Really early. Upon opening his eyes he found it was still dark out. Looking to his side, he found Doyoung still asleep, on his stomach and facing him, his face handsome. Yuta reached over to the bedside table, and turned on his phone, it read 5:48 A.M. It wasn't an unusual time to wake up, they've woken up at five multiple time for schedule in the past and to catch flight, but he's been able to –mostly– sleep in whilst staying at the Suhs, having no need to wake up early for any schedules. He looked over to the twin's crib, the two sleep as deeply as Doyoung.
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