"I think Daddy hates me," Jeonghan frowns looking at the ten-year-old child sitting beside him on the swing. The child tightly held a crumpled white paper in his hand, trying to wipe away the tears streaming down his cheeks.
"Why?" Jeonghan asked.
"...
"You're a kindergarten teacher? Wow, that's incredible," Seungkwan exclaimed, his eyes filled with admiration. "I've always thought about becoming one too, but Gyu insists that I'm better off staying at home."
Seungkwan carefully poured the steaming chicken soup into Mingyu's bowl, his hands steady and precise. Mingyu squinted his eyes at him, a mixture of surprise and curiosity evident on his face. "When did I ever say that?" he questioned, his left arm draped casually over the back of the chair as he stared at his husband, slightly offended.
Unfazed by Mingyu's reaction, Seungkwan took a bite of the crispy fried chicken, savoring the flavors. "The last time I worked at this cafe, you told me I should quit and stay home," he replied, his tone nonchalant.
Mingyu felt the need to defend himself, his voice tinged with concern. "That was because you almost burnt the cafe down while trying to turn on the oven. They had to call me to come and help you," he explained, his words laced with a hint of exasperation.
"I will kill you if you make my brother work, Kim," Seungcheol's voice, though lighthearted, carried a playful threat as he jokingly warned Mingyu about making his brother work. Mingyu, with a casual flick of his head, gestured towards Seungcheol, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Seungkwan, witnessing the exchange, couldn't help but roll his eyes at their banter.
With a pout on his lips, Seungkwan interjected, his voice filled with affectionate defiance, "You can't, hyung. I love him." This statement brought a smug expression to Mingyu's face, a sense of triumph in his eyes.
Leaning in closer, Mingyu gently pulled his husband's chair towards his own, their bodies now intimately close. Jeonghan, an amused observer, couldn't help but chuckle at the bickering between Mingyu and Seungkwan. Their playful arguments were overshadowed by their overwhelming love for each other, evident in the way they showered each other with affection.
As Mingyu's gaze fixated on Seungkwan, a pure aura of adoration emanated from him, enveloping the room. Seungkwan, completely engrossed in his meal, felt a surge of pride and honor as he filled Mingyu's cup of rice. The look on his face spoke volumes, reflecting the deep love and respect he held for his husband.
With a cheeky smile adorning his cheeks, Mingyu continued to enjoy his food, the playful atmosphere lingering in the air. The room was filled with the undeniable bond between Mingyu and Seungkwan, their love shining through their words and actions.
"Don't mind them; they are just a pair of goofballs," a soft whisper in his ear brings Jeonghan back to reality. He gazes at Seungcheol, who sits beside him, his mouth filled with food as he smiles lightly at Jeonghan. The warm glow of the dining room casts a gentle ambiance, illuminating their faces as they enjoy their meal together. The aroma of the freshly cooked dishes fills the air, mingling with the sound of laughter and conversation that surrounds them.
"They are absolutely adorable," Jeonghan exclaims, taking a bite of the radish kimchi. The tangy, spicy flavor dances on his tongue, reminiscent of the flavors from his childhood home. Memories of his own family flood his mind as he glances down at his platter of food, the vibrant colors and familiar ingredients evoking a sense of comfort and nostalgia.
"And very chaotic," Seungcheol adds, placing a piece of succulent beef onto Jeonghan's plate. The tender meat practically melts in his mouth, its rich flavors blending harmoniously with the other dishes. Jeonghan looks at Seungcheol with wide eyes, feeling a mixture of gratitude and affection for the man sitting beside him. "I'm full--" Jeonghan begins to protest, but Seungcheol interrupts him with a loving gaze, gesturing towards the food on Jeonghan's plate. "You need to eat, Hannie," he says softly, his voice filled with concern and care. Jeonghan smiles contentedly, feeling the warmth of Seungcheol's love enveloping him, before taking another bite.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Hanuel sitting in his baby chair, eating his own food. The little boy's chubby cheeks are rosy with delight, his tiny hands grasping at the spoon as he eagerly feeds himself. It's a healthy and adaptive habit that Jeonghan has instilled in Hanuel - being able to eat on his own. Many kids, even at a certain age, become overly dependent on their parents. It's not necessarily a bad thing, but it can be unsettling if the habit becomes ingrained and the child refuses to let go.
"Baby, do you need anything?" Jeonghan reaches out to Hanuel, filling his cup with water. Hanuel shakes his head, his face already stuffed with the cheeseball Seungkwan made especially for him. Jeonghan chuckles softly, admiring the way Hanuel's eyes light up with joy as he savors the cheesy goodness. "Eat slowly," Jeonghan advises, wiping a stray rice grain off Hanuel's cheek and gently cleaning it away with a napkin.
In this moment, surrounded by loved ones and delicious food, Jeonghan feels an overwhelming sense of gratitude. The laughter and chatter of their family and friends fill the room, creating a symphony of happiness and love. It's a scene that Jeonghan wants to etch into his memory forever - a snapshot of pure bliss and togetherness.
The moment of tranquility shattered as Seungcheol's phone blared loudly, abruptly interrupting the peaceful atmosphere. Seungcheol shot a remorseful glance at his brother, who glared back at him. Seungkwan despised it when people left the dinner table before everyone had finished eating, considering it highly disrespectful.
"Oh, it's Hoshi," Seungcheol announced as he answered the call, catching Jeonghan's attention. Jeonghan's ears perked up at the mention of Hoshi, the same actor who had faced an unhealthy amount of criticism when he came out to his fans. Hoshi was not only Seungcheol's friend but also someone Jeonghan admired for his bravery.
"Hey," Seungcheol greeted, resting his arms on the table. "Yes, I was actually going to ask you the same thing." The conversation continued, and Seungcheol's voice brimmed with gratitude as he expressed his thanks to Hoshi for arranging something. After exchanging pleasantries for the night, Seungcheol hung up the call.
"Arranged? Are you filming a new drama?" Seungkwan inquired, his gaze fixed on his brother. Seungcheol shook his head, his eyes scanning the room, filled with the people he cared about. He cleared his throat, his hands fidgeting nervously.
Jeonghan's spoon slipped from his grasp, his face frozen in shock upon hearing Seungcheol's words.
"I have decided to come clean about my life to the media, and it involves Hanuel and Jeonghan the most."
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-Vaish
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How long do y'all want enlighten to be? I want to end it in 26-27 chps 🥹lol idk what to do.
