"Hello Na Young. I'm Woojong, the youngest. You don't have to call me Oppa or anything. Woojong is fine." Na Young nodded. She was a girl of few words, speaking was not her favorite thing to do. Listening was way better. 

"Mark hyung and Jackson hyung sure are lucky. She's really pretty. Maybe she'll be a singer like hyung." One of the boys laughed.

"I don't think so, Sungmin-ssi. Hyung doesn't want her in the spot light like that." Eunhyuk told the younger, looking at Na Young. She was looking at herself in the mirror. It didn't seem like she 

"I'm sure she can do it, hyung." Sungmin nodded at the girl. "Do you want to show us what you can do Na Young?" The younger nodded, turning around to look at all the boys. She wanted to show off the skills she had to her oppas. She really liked to impress people.

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Na Young didn't sing. She wasn't fond of that sort of thing. She did dance, however. She did the routine her papa had shown her. She loved watching her papa dance and practically begged him to teach her. "Wow, she's good." Chaewon whispered to the others. His eyes never left the young girl as she moved around the room to random music. Na Young stopped before the music was done. She had gotten tired. She bowed at her oppas before sitting down on the floor in front of a mirror. Minho walked over to the girl with a water bottle.

"Here, Na Young. You did well." She took the bottle from the older. Na Young smiled at the praise. Even though she didn't like being the center of attention, she was glad that someone was applauding her efforts. "You're dad would be very proud of you."

"I am." Na Young immediately ran to the door. Even though he hadn't been gone long Na Young missed him a bunch. 

"Was my big girl nice to her oppas?" Na Young nodded. She would always be nice to people in her papa's company. She wouldn't have a reason not to be. "Thanks for keeping an eye on her guys. You're the best dongsaengs a guy could ask for." the boys bowed respectfully at their hyung. Na Young smiled at the boys, giving them a small wink. It was her way of thanking them.

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"And Eunhyunk hyung sang a few lines of their song. It was pretty." Jackson listen to Na Young talk about her day at the studio. She spun around the kitchen, talking about her oppas and how nice they were. This is the most Na Young has ever talked before in her life. 

"Jagiya, if you keep talking like that you'll use up all of your words for the day." Mark said, walking into the kitchen. He moved next to Jackson, wrapping his arms around the younger's waist. Na Young shook her head. 

"But papa, They were so cool." Mark laughed at his daughter. Who knew she would've been so impressed by a couple of guys dancing around. She never really liked that stuff. She was more focused on sports and bugs. Boys never interested her and neither has the idol life. It was weird seeing her like this. Jackson smiled down at her. He was happy, that she was growing into her own person, even at an early age. Na Young would have her struggles. She was smaller than most, didn't speak much, and wasn't into things most three year old girls were into, but she could stand her ground in this big world and she would do it with pride. Just like both of her fathers. Just like her family.

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Annyeong Haseyo! I'm sorry that this took so long guys. I have been very busy, but now I have finished this story! Yay! I will continue to work on more stories for you guys. The Seventeen story 'Married For A Week' was put on hold so I could finish this, but I will be finishing that one soon as well. If you have another story idea that I should try, just tell me and I will try my best to write it for you. Anyway, kamsahaminda! Annyeong!