My Turn To Cry - EXO https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ceNF51jAu0I   --------------------- Narrator’s P.O.V:     Miyoung rang the doorbell, trying to balance a large white box in her hand and a bag of groceries while doing so.   “Come on, open up…” She muttered to herself, when all of a sudden, the box teetered dangerously and slipped from her hand, heading straight for the ground.   *NO!* She thought.   Just in time, a pair of hands grabbed the box. Miyoung let out an enormous sigh of relief.   “Seeing as you’re clumsy as ever, I expect you to be in high spirits,” a sarcastic voice said. The dark-haired girl glanced up to see Hoya staring straight back at her.   “Oh… It’s just you,” she sighed in relief, “Thank goodness you have fast reflexes.”   Hoya rolled his eyes and straightened up, “I can tell you’re delighted to see me.”   “Oh, absolutely,” she said dismissively, “Where’s L oppa and the others?”   “You and L, I swear,” Hoya muttered, “They’re all inside already. What did you even bring, anyway?” He eyed the box suspiciously, “Is this the cake?”   “Yes.”   “Good thing I was there then,” he replied, looking smug, “You could’ve brought a smushed cake to Seohyun’s birthday party.”   “Yes, yes, you’re a good boy, Lee Howon.” She praised, ringing the doorbell again, “Gosh, what’s going on in there? They’re not even opening the door!”   Hoya shook his head and knocked a few times, when the door flung open abruptly. “NOONA!”   Miyoung yelped as Ricky practically tackled her into the wall. Luckily, Hoya sidestepped, so the cake was yet again saved.   “Ricky, you little pest! Get away from Miyoung!” Sungyeol hurried to the stunned Miyoung as he flung the tyke off her, “You okay? You okay?”   “It’s okay, Sungyeol. I haven’t seen Ricky in a while, anyway.” She chuckled as Dongwoo helped her up. CAP greeted her and helped take her groceries.   “Hi, Miyoung!” The Andromedas and Inspirits (though nobody called them that anymore due to the war ending), all greeted her. Miyoung grinned, “Hi, everybody!”   As Hoya and Miyoung stepped into the house, they saw Jieun sitting and chatting with Seohyun on the sofa. Jieun glanced at her and waved, “Miyoung! You finally came!”   Seohyun perked up, “Miyoung’s here?”   Sunggyu easily guided her towards Miyoung as she gave her a hug, “Happy Birthday, Seohyun-ah!”   “Thank you for coming,” Seohyun happily said with a smile. Miyoung grinned, “Of course!”   “Hey, hey, where’s L. Joe?” Chunji popped up. Niel rolled his eyes, “Every time we meet up, you always search for L. Joe hyung first. Do you not enjoy Miyoung’s presence or something?”   Everyone laughed as Chunji whacked Niel’s shoulder with an embarrassed expression, “Obviously it’s not like that.”   “Come to think of it, where is your husband?” L questioned. Miyoung laughed, “He’ll be coming soon. He’s coming with the little one later.”   Changjo crossed his arms, “Must be tough being a stay-home dad.”   “Well, you know his capabilities. He hates working. He has been in charge of looking after the house for a while,” Miyoung chuckled, “Plus, he loves taking care of the little one.”   “He’s whipped!” Sungjong snickered, “Miyoung’s the moneymaker of the house, after all.”   Everyone laughed loudly when a cry of frustration made everyone jump.   “Seyong! Saera! Get back here and change!” Yonghwa’s voice shouted, “You little rascals!”   Six year old twins Jung Seyong and Jung Saera ran out of their room in their underwear, giggling mischievously. Seyong hid behind Sunggyu while Saera squealed and hugged CAP’s knee, “Help us, uncle!”   CAP scooped up Saera while Seyong was picked up by Sunggyu. Yonghwa appeared with beads of sweat running down his face in extreme exhaustion. “Oh no, don’t think you guys are safe by hiding behind the leaders! They’re weaker than Daddy, you know!”   The leaders shared a look and raised their eyebrows, their eyebrows rippling, “You were saying…?”   Yonghwa blinked and backed away, “I mean… Oh, Miyoung! You came!”   Seyong and Saera slid down and ran to Miyoung, “Auntie!” Miyoung smiled and hugged them back, “My niece and nephew, why aren’t you guys listening to your daddy?”   “That’s a very good question, you two. I want you to follow daddy’s orders and go get dressed into your clothes, do I make myself clear?” Seohyun sternly said. Their smiles slipped off their faces as the twins sulked, “Okay, mommy…”   “Mothers are amazing,” Yonghwa shook his head before disappearing.   “Forget about L. Joe hyung being whipped,” Ricky whispered, earning a smack from Niel.   *   “Listen, you must be on your best behaviour,” L. Joe instructed, “Be sure to greet Auntie Seohyun and wish her a very happy birthday.”   “Okay, daddy.”   “And—“ The blond looked down at his son, who stared right back. He had the same chocolate brown eyes as his parents, with glossy, scruffy black hair and long fingers, like his father. He inherited his doe eyes and blush pink lips from his mother.   “And… why am I telling you this?” L. Joe let out a chuckle, bending down to his son’s height, “You’re always on your best behaviour, Jun.”   Five year old Jun tilted his head in curiosity as he blinked.   “Just be yourself,” he patted his bum, “Let’s go in.”   “We’re here!” L. Joe opened the unlocked door as Miyoung perked up.   “Hi, Jun!” His aunts and uncles cooed as the little boy followed his father inside. For his age, he was extremely mature, which was his unique trait. Jun bowed, “Hello.”   Both father and son shared a look before Jun took a giftbox from his father and headed over to Seohyun. He stared straight at her, “Hello, Auntie Seohyun.”   “Jun!” Seohyun broke out into a smile, glassy eyes staring into thin air, “What is it?”   “This is for you,” he placed the gift in her hands, “Happy birthday.”   “Aw, thank you, Jun!” Seohyun held out her arms and Jun leaned into them for a hug. Afterwards, Jun greet