He could hear a female and a male voice giggling as he went inside the condo unit. His brows furrowed. They weren’t expecting visitors. He hurriedly took off his shoes and went inside as he heard Dara’s indignant shriek which was followed by her laughing request to be put down. “Yah! Let me down.”

He sprinted towards the voices only to see Dara hoisted onto Seungri’s shoulder. “Hi, Hyung!”

He rolled his eyes at the bickering two. It was just Seungri. He pivoted on his heel and walked towards their bedroom to change into more comfortable clothes.

“Kwon Jiyong! Where the heck are you going? Tell him to put me down!” Dara yelped at him.

“I’ll be back, babe.” He nonchalantly answered. The two always brought out the inner irrational kid in each other.

The last time he got in the way of Panda and Dara’s antics he deeply regretted it. He refereed the bickering pair at first but the whole thing ended up with them both ganging up on him.

He changed his clothes to more comfortable sweats. “Kwon Jiyong! Get back here right this instant or I swear you’re not stepping inside the bedroom for a week!” He hurried up. He knew better than to wake her inner dragon.

“Yes, dear?” He asked as he went back towards the two oversized kids.

“Tell your stupid maknae that being able to lift me doesn’t change the fact that a lot of his muscles have turned to jell-o.” She punctuated her sentence with a few pokes at the Panda’s admittedly slightly jiggly belly.

“Panda-bear, put her down. Don’t anger her or she’ll tell CL not to bother showing up on your NHR dinner tomorrow night.” He told Seungri in a neutral tone.

Dara threw a sharp jab on the maknae’s still flat but now