hi guys short update before i go back to college, im like TT right now cause of that, i had this really cool fake whatsapp convos of the dad squad but the site wont let me upload them maybe one day ill find the way and upload it.

ps:dont ever read the manhwa killing stalking im reading it right now and its killing me like seriously.

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All of the members of the dad squad were outside of Leo’s house ready to work out.

“Why are we doing this again?” Kris asked while rubbing his eyes out of drowsiness.

“Um it was your New Year’s resolution hyung.” Seungcheol said.

“I didn’t meant it, I just said it so I wouldn’t sound too shallow about just wanting money.” Kris replied while the rest glared at him.

“I ing hate you.” Jaebum mumbled at the tall dork.

“Well Taekwoon-hyung thought you meant it and know he wants to help you.” Mino said while yawning.

“I could be eating pororo pancakes right now.” Namjoon complained while pouting.

“As if you’re up at this hour!” Jaebum retorted.

“But still… Sleep is important.” Namjoon whined as he tried to smack Jaebum.

“So are we finally going to see Leo’s man cave/gym?” Mino asked as they followed Taekwoon.

“Don’t you have a man cave, hyung?” Bobby asked Kris as they walked.

“I used to have a man cave but then it turned into a nursery, then turned into a bedroom and is currently a playroom.” Kris admitted with a bored tone in his voice.

“Why don’t you move your dog to the living room and make another man cave?” Jaebum asked.

“Rourou’s room is sacred.” Kris said and Bobby sided with him.

“It’s true. Dogs are sacred creatures.” And Taekwoon just nodded, soon they arrived to Taekwoon’s garage in which they marveled at the space of it along with the plasma TV, the leather couches, and the exercise equipment.

“Why didn’t you invite us before, hyung?” Seungcheol asked.

“Yeah, instead of us hanging around all the time at Troublemaker’s, we could’ve come here and not waste our money.” Namjoon reasoned.

“Didn’t have a motive.” Taekwoon muttered before turning around to order the others. “Now let’s start stretching so we won’t sprain ourselves.”

And by the time they finished stretching, Namjoon and Kris were panting as if they had ran a marathon.

“Now we’re going to start with warm-up.” Taekwoon said.

“Wait a minute, I thought that was the warm-up.” Namjoon mumbled confused.

And after the warm-up, Taekwoon sent them to go around running the neighborhood to build cardio and endurance as he ran behind them blowing a whistle at the slowest runners which were to no surprise Namjoon, Kris and Jaebum, Namjoon being the slowest of the three.

“Guys, you’re supposed to be running not jogging.” Mino teased as he ran past the 3 men in his 5^th lap while they were just finishing the 2^nd.

“Song Mino, do you still value your life?” Jaebum groaned as he failed in grabbing Mino.

“I don’t know hyung. Do you?” Mino laughed before sticking his tongue.

“At least Leo hyung isn’t blowing the whistle at you guys.” Seungcheol comforted them before looking behind to look at Namjoon who was far behind along with a calm Leo blowing a whistle right in his ear.

“I’M TOO SKINNY FOR THIS!” Kris yelled as he heard Leo blowing the whistle.

They met up with Jonghyun who was surprised to see them.

“Isn’t the weather too cold for you guys to be jogging? You don’t jog in this kind of weather.” Jonghyun commented a bit worried.

“TELL THAT TO HIM!” Jaebum and Kris pointed at Leo with furious glares.

“This was how I used to train when I was in my high school/college soccer team.” Leo admitted.

“I feel like I’m at the military.” Namjoon groaned.

“I’M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE AT THE MILITARY! I’M CHINESE FOR GOD’S SAKE!” Kris yelled with exasperation before collapsing onto the cold cement floor.

“Stop overreacting.” Leo deadpanned.

“Didn’t you used to play basketball. hyung?” Bobby asked.

“It’s different. We didn’t do Spartan training to beat our opponents.” Kris replied.

“I recommend you guys do a sport until it becomes spring. Because if you going at this rate then you’ll become popsicles.” Jonghyun advised.

“Bless you, Satan’s boy toy.” Jaebum grabbed Jonghyun’s hands with a smile on his face as Jonghyun chuckled awkwardly.

And that’s how the dad squad did a different sport every week before deciding that they preferred swimming because no one died when they were in the swimming pool.