“Mir, eat your dinner before it gets cold,” Heechul said, taking a sip of water.

Mir glanced at his mother with the utmost look of betrayal on his face and then turned his attention back to his supper plate. It was full of spaghetti and meatballs, with a good portion of salad on the side…and a piece of garlic bread too. He couldn’t comprehend how his mother could be so cruel. Anyone with a brain knew that garlic was deadly to a vampire!

Reaching for his glass of blood, he took a long sip and enjoyed the cold sweetness gliding down the back of his throat. Finally he took a deep breath and nodded fervently.

“No, this just won’t do. My strength is weakening, there’s no way I could handle eating this poison. It would just kill me. I need fresh blood to rejuvenate my strength. Then, perhaps I could stomach eating garlic,” He insisted, crossing his arms over his chest defiantly.

Across the table, Donghae and Key began giggling. He glared at them.

“Fine, then you can go to your room for the night, with no dinner at all. Good night, Mir,” Heechul said with a shrug, waving him away. He was growing tired of this game, but after years of experience he knew this was the only way of handling his son. Besides, he knew that Mir would sneak in around midnight and reheat the food anywa