"Mianhe Hanbyul-ah." Taehyung patted down his 7 year old little sister's hair that was sticking up in two different directions. "Oppa don't really know how to tie your hair." 

"It's okay, Oppa!" Hanbyul grinned at her brother through the mirror's reflection. "I like it." She insisted but her tiny hands were trying to pat down her hair as well.

Taehyung's heart melted seeing his sister's toothless grin. Hanbyul is his number one weakness. And he would do anything to protect her.

"Taehyung-ah! Hanbyul-ah! Come eat your breakfast." Their mother, Lee Souen, called from the kitchen.

"Gaja Hanbyul-ah or we'll be late for school." Taehyung said, taking both his and Hanbyul's school bag and held on to his sister's hand as they went out of their room.

"Yay! Kimbab!" Hanbyul cheered, letting go of Taehyung's hand and ran to take a seat at their dining table.

"Slowly Hanbyul-ah. You might fall." Their mother shook her head.

Taehyung looked around the living room. "Omma."

"Hm?" Lee Soeun raised her gaze at her tall son.

"Is he not home again?"

His mother smiled sadly. "I'm sure he'll be home soon."

"Yeah, and he'll probably be drunk again." Taehyung grumbled, taking a seat opposite his little sister. "It'll be better if he never comes back."

"Taehyung-ah. Give your Appa a chance. He is j--" his mother's sentence was cut short by the sound of the front door pushed open.

"Soeun-ah!" Taehyung's father, Kim Jae Guen, clumsily walked it, barely keeping himself upright. "Soeun-ah!"

"Ne, Oppa." Soeun rushed to her husband, helping him to the sofa before he collapsed on it.

"I'm hungry. Cook for me Kimchi Jjigae now!" He ordered although his eyes were closed. 

"N-now?" Taehyung's mother stuttured. "But I need to go to work right now."

Kim Jae Guen's eyes slowly opened as he turned to look at his wife angrily. "Are you saying you can't cook for me?"

"An-aniya Oppa." Soeun gulped. "But I will be late if i --"

"I don't care if you're lat