6-7 y.o Myungyeol

Two boys sat under the big tree, one with big eyes and chubby cheeks was staring at the clear sky while the other one who has thin lips and a pair of gorgeous eyes was reading his book quietly. The elder one, Sungyeol, laid on his back, using his arms to rest his head..

“Soo, what are you reading?” he asked the quiet boy curiously.

“A book,” the younger answered simply without even taking his gaze off of his book.

The elder snorted at the answer, rolling his eyes. “I’m not as dumb as you think that I don’t even know it’s a book, Myungsoo,” he sighed. “I mean, what is the book about?”

“Secret,” the boy replied shortly.

“What? You’re so stingy!!” Sungyeol protested.

“That’s the title, Yeol,” Myungsoo finally looked at the latter. “Then? What are you want to ask?”

“Eh?”

“You always come to me and disturb my time if you have something you want to ask. So, what is it this time?” the boy asked, knowing the elder all too well that Sungyeol wouldn’t look for him if there’s nothing he want to ask or something he want the younger to help like when he broke their classmate’s toy and asked Myungsoo to help him fixing it or finding the new one. It ended up with the younger gave his own toy because he got the same thing at his room.

“Oh.. You’re right..” the elder grinned sheepishly, scraping his nape,