"I want that one.." Beomgyu mumbled, pointing to a donut.
"With sprinkles?" Yeonjun asked.
Beomgyu thought about it then nodded.
"Okay."
...
"Hyung.."
"Uh-Huh?" Yeonjun looked up from his desk.
"Help me.." Beomgyu said.
Yeonjun looked at Beomgyus paper then back at his own. "What class is that?"
"Physics."
"Okay."
...
"Is it going away?" Yeonjun asked, looking at Beomgyu who was staring at himself in the mirror after a shower.
"Mhm."
"Does it still hurt?"
Beomgyu shook his head.
"Come here."
Beomgyu walked to him, sighing.
"You're tired, get some sleep."
"M' not tired." Beomgyu pouted a little.
"You are, come on, lay down." Yeonjun smiled a little.
"M' not tired." Beomgyu pouted even more. He knew that the second he laid down he'd be asleep.
"You know you are, don't fight it, my love."
Beomgyu sighed but nodded, laying down.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
...
"You don't understand the words that are coming out of my mouth? Clean it up!"
"I didn't do it.." Beomgyu mumbled, looking at his dad.
"I don't care who dit it, clean it up."
"Moms home."
Beomgyus dad quickly turned around, giving time for Beomgyu to run back to his room.
His mom was here and the thing that he had to clean up was his mom's favorite vase.
So he did what he had to do.
...
"I didn't do it mom, I was in the room with Hyung when dad called me out here to clean this up." Beomgyu said, pouting.
"So why the hell are you lying to me?!" Beomgyus mom hit his dad with the belt.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
"I don't want to see your face."
His dad quickly ran away, going to their room.
"Beomgyu go put shoes on if you wanna step out here because when your dad stops crying like a crybaby I'll make him clean it up."
"Okay!"
...
"Hyung quit!" Beomgyu laughed, trying to push Yeonjun away.
"What's 2+2?"
"4..!" Beomgyu laughed.
Yronjun tuckled him even more.
"It's right, it's right..!!" Beomgyu laughed.
"I know." Yeonjun stopped tickling him.
Beomgyu breathed heavily.
"Goodnight, baby."
"Goodnight.."
