Minhyun's P.O.V

I went to the living room and I saw him switching the channels of their 65 inches plasma tv non-stop while hugging his knees close to his chest. His head hung low, his blonde hair covers his face and the only thing visible from his face is his plump pouted red lips.

Why does he looks sad? Is he upset? Should I make him furious again? Should I? Maybe I should, to lighten up the mood. I walk to him and sat beside him on the couch. I poke his arm nonstop increasing the force occasionally.

“What do you want?” He asks me, he's not furious. That's new. He's always furious when I'm with him.

“Why aren't you mad?” I ask him.

“What do you mean?” He replied then turned to me revealing his angelic face. I stared at him. He blinks his eyes gesturing that he's curious. Those doe eyes that are soooo captivating, wait. What did I just say? But they are, how can a man have a woman's face yet it suits the owner? Those pouted red lips, soft and feather-like.

“Ya, are you still there?” He asks, I let a breath out, wow now I was holding my breath for him?

“Huh? What?”

He rolled his eyes and sat properly.

“I was asking what do you mean when you say that I'm not furious.”

“Oh, that. You just seem to be furious when I'm around.”

“Tsch. Of course I am.”

“Really?” I ask in a overjoyed voice.

“Aish jinjja, you really like to see me mad, eh?”

“Of course!” I replied. He sat properly and hit kicked me lightly on my shin.

“Babo,” He said then he turned the tv off and stood up. He walk pass me, wait. I grabbed his wrist and spun him around and he ended up landing on my lap.

“What the?”

“Did I tell you that we'll have lunch?” I ask him in an arrogant way. It's fake arrogance, okay? I told you I like it when he's mad.

He rolled his eyes and get up but I repeated the action again but now I wrapped my arms around his waist.

“What the-? Will you get your hands off me, Hwang Minhyun?!” He told me but I did not buldge.

Ren's P.O.V

What is wrong with this guy? I tried to pry his arms off me but he just returns them from their place. I glared at him but he just gave me a cocky smirk. I'll rip that face soon. I will, I'll definitely will rip that face from that pretty little head.

We heard someone cleared throat and we all turned to the person. It's Appa and Chansung-ssi. I quickly got up from my seat but Minhyun pulled me down again. What is he trying to play here? I glared at him in the eye but his eyes showed no sense of intimidation.

“Minhyun, your Umma will talk to you for some matters, he needs you now.” Chansung-ssi told Minhyun in a fatherly voice that boomed in the room. Minhyun let me stand up and he went to his father then he walked away leaving me with Appa and Chansung-ssi.

Appa and Chansung-ssi sat in front of me then I felt suddenly watched like a rat with two hawks circling it.

“Ren, we decided something. So after lunch pack all of your belongings.” Appa said with a soft voice he doesn't really use.

“Wae?” I ask Appa, he gave me a fatherly smile. Now that's a bit creepy. I mean Appa is a great Appa but he doesn't really talk to us. He makes us learn by watching him not by getting lectures from him.

“It's about your home school. I hope you won't mind. Don't worry, we'll send Daeseung and Seungri with you.” Appa assured.

I'm relieved, I thought I'm going to be exiled somewhere all alone. The door opened revealing Umma with Taemin hyung in his arms. I got up immediately and went to them. Taemin hyung's hands are on his stomach just like when he was pregnant, I looked at Umma. He nodded. I turned to Appa and Chansung-ssi.

“I asked Minho about it.”Appa said beforehand.

“You cloned the baby?” I ask Appa.

“Taemin will be m