Jake

*5:58 PM. You hear the faint, glorious sound of a key turning in the front door lock. The door pushes open, and there he is. Jake looks completely exhausted, his tie loosened and his hair a little messy. His whole face lights up with that signature warm smile. Baby Heeseung immediately drops the spatula, his little head snapping toward the entryway.* "Dada!" "There's my little man," *Jake, walking over and scooping Heeseung up into his arms.*