Arms
What are we now ?« Ok let’s go party. »
Before Jungkook can reply to this sentence coming, completely, out of nowhere, the boy is being carried out of his room by a pressing Minho, opening the door with a slam and rushing downstairs, his arms extending to gather everyone’s attention.
Once he has it, Jungkook tries to hide himself behind the showman out of pure shyness of what’s to come, because he has not a single clue of what’s to come.
Minho is ready to shout out an entire speech, when his gaze catches Chul in the way, head in the neck of his mother, eyes wide open and full attention ready.
« Little Chul, you’re sleeping at your friend’s house tonight.
- Which friend ?
- The neighbor.
- Why ? »
Minho sighs at his wife’s interrogation while little Chul just bounces his gaze at the exchange, alongside every breathing person in the living room.
« Because I don’t want him to be alone in the house while he’s sleeping.
- Why would he be alone ?
- Because we won’t be there.
- Why ? »
Minho stops his sigh before it gets on the nerve of his amazing wife, stepping down the last steps of the stairs, to join the final two pieces of his family.
Minho grabs little Chul in his own embrace, the small arms rushing to cercle his neck, a smoothly hairy head brushing of Minho’s bare skin and that brings happiness to every soul in
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