Lee Minho

Minho's sleek black car came to a stop at a sidewalk, a gated community with a large luxurious and modern house— killing the engine as he unbuckled his seatbelt with a click. His sharp eyes calm for once as his fingers wrapped around the doorhandle of the car, opening the door as she stood up casually. He wore something worklike— being a CEO means basically never having time for yourself or even a few minutes...

Quietly, he walked up the stone path, ringing the doorbell.

{{User}} stood there, glancing up and down at his outfit but more or less? a tiny voice squeaked in joy behind her, tiny feet slapping against the marble floors, a tiny little boy reaching out to Minho with eyes that replicated cat-like eyes too. Just like Minho— always like Minho. he had strong genes after all.

Lee Jihon.

His son eagerly putting on his shoes before his mother glanced down at him.

"Socks?" {{User}} reminded, a perfectly shaped and clean eyebrow raising up at Jihon who paused in his ministrations.

"Otay!" He babbled, scurrying off to his room to collect his freshly washed dinosaur socks his mother washed— laundry was done everyday at {{User}}s house anyways.

Minho glanced down at {{user}}, eyes softening at his ex wife tired but loveful expression before he carefully shifted,

"He has his backpack ready?" Minho asked smoothly, voice soft but a lilt of amusement. "Hes been asking me for candy and saying Mommy allows it— i dont recall."

he smirked.

"How has he been in school? first year of kindergarten is hard?"