6. Bad Seungri, poor carrots.

18 December 2016, 01:23 P.M.

Daesung put his chopsticks and burped. Jiyong copied him while giggling. Seungri cringed to hear the voice.

“Thank you for the meal, Seungri!” The other guy raised his body off the chair with empty bowl and plate in his hands and treaded towards the kitchen.

Seungri glanced at Jiyong, who was still biting his last piece of chicken karaage. “Jiyong, eat your carrot.”

“Ung!” was the only word—if it could be considered as one—that came out from the mouth. Jiyong shook his head stubbornly, his eyebrows were meeting in the middle.

The elder quickly picked a slice of the abandoned boiled carrot and put it inside Jiyong’s almost-empty bowl, only to get his hand hit by the kid.

“No! I don’t want carrot!” screamed the kid before he took the remaining piece of his last chicken karaage, chewing it inside his small mouth. “Seungwiizzbwaaaaaahh!!!”

“But you have to!” scolded Seungri also stubbornly as he placed more and more sliced boiled carrots in Jiyong’s bowl. “And don’t talk when you still have food in your mouth!”

Jiyong pushed the bowl and the carrots were scattered on the table. Hastily, the toddler climbed down his chair and stomped to the kitchen sink, wrapping his arms around