My Son, Beomhyun

Chapter 6

The day passed by in a flash and before Beomhyun knew it. He was now out of that weird hospital dress and was now wearing decent clothes. The brunette was now currently with Soojun and his gang, they were showing him the way to where Beomhyun would be staying for the meantime.

Which was with them.

"Beom, I know you'll absolutely love it in our place! I already cleaned the guestroom, changed the sheets and vacuumed the entire place! Oh and....." Yeo-jong chattered happily as he skipped like a five-year old child.

"Yeah and not to mention that you almost vacuumed my precious book collection," Woosan grumbled.

"That's because it was dusty and you promised to dust it last week, you moron!" Yeo-jong snapped at him.

The silver haired male became irritated. "Tsk, I was about to do it when you came barging into my room with that vacuum cleaner!"

"Just admit you were being lazily hybrid!" 

"I am not lazily you peanut!"

The two boys clashed their heads together, giving each other glares as they continued to argue.

"Are they always like that?" Beomhyun asked, looking over his shoulder to where the two boys were.

"Hmm, yeah I guess you could say that. I mean, they've been like that ever since they laid eyes at each other," Soojun said beside him. "Anyways, here." the raven haired male handed the younger the bag that Beomhyun carried before he got kidnapped.

"My bag!" Beomhyun exclaimed, taking the bag from Soojun's grasps.

"Don't worry, I didn't take anything in there. I found it with you when you were tied in that van."

The shorter male looked up at the older who was smiling gently at him. "Thank you," Beomhyun said, bringing the bag to his chest, hugging it close.

"Don' mention it, I figure that its important to you. No need to thank me," the ravenette said.

"Oh no! I-I mean, thank you for bringing me my bag and also.... thank you for saving me from that van."

Soojun gave him a smile, ruffling the younger's hair. "I told you so, don' mention it."

As the four youngsters walked through the endless corridor. They were greeted by a large wooden door, Soojun took the honors to open it which lead them to a large garden that was filled with all kinds of flowers. Beomhyun stared at it in absolute awe.

"Wow," he said as he looked around. 

"I know right? Even though sir Beomgyu looks scary. He's surprisingly a lover of flowers and nature. Quite unusual if you ask me," Woosan chuckled, hands in his pocket.

Beomhyun frowned, "As far as I know everyone has the right to like flowers. Even if that someone looks scary and intimidating."

"But---"

"Well, he's not wrong Woo," Soojun chortled, wrapping an arm around which the young brunette dodged it with ease. 

"Respect personal space, my friend." Beomhyun deadpanned before slowing his pace to walk beside Yeo-jong.

Soojun only shook his head and laugh.

When they passed the garden, they were again, greeted by a gate. Soojun took out a card from his pocket and pressed it against a verification device. When it recognized the young lad's identity, the gates opened automatically.

'Woah~ now that's just sick,' Beomhyun thought.

"C'mon guys, I can't wait to crash on my bed," Woosan yawned, stretching his arms up-high.

"You're so lazy," Yeo-jong mumbled.

"I heard that."

"I don't care."

After a few minutes of walking, the three youngsters were greeted by a mansion.

"Woah," Beomhyun said in awe as he looked up at the tall building. "You guys live here?"

"Even better, we own it." Soojun smiled. "Well technically it's my dad's back in the days. But after some time he gave it to me."

"The fellas filthy rich," Woosan joked.

Beomhyun nodded, "Agreed."

The raven haired male shook his head as he chuckled. When they reached the mansion's main door, Soojun took out a pair of keys and slid it into the keyhole. As he twisted it, he heard a soft click before swinging the door open, revealing a large living room. It was actually the same as every mansion Beomhyun saw in the movies.

It screams luxury.

Soojun spun around to face him. "Alright, welcome to your new home. Yeo-jong will take you to your roo--" the ravenetted suddenly stopped talking. 

The three Choi's (Soojun, Yeo-jong and Woosan) felt a cold shiver run down their spines, their faces became pale. Beomhyun eyed them weirdly, as if they were aliens.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Shit, he knows," Soojun muttered, cold sweat bathing his neck.

"W-Wait, really?! I thought he wouldn't since he's on a mission with our dads!" Woosan exclaimed, he looked frantic.

"Well you're and idiot to think so! What're you talking about?! Of course he'll know!" Yeo-jong snapped. "Whose gonna lie to him this time!"

The silver haired male held his hands up and shook them aggressively. "Not me! I did it last month! How about Soojun here?! He's the son, he'll listen to him!" Woosan pointed at the raven haired male.

"Hey hey hey! I may not be scared of Appa-Jun but facing Appa-Bin is a whole other story. Especially when he's in a bad mood!" he defended, shaking his head.

"Um, guys.... what are you three talking about?" Beomhyun averted his eyes from each of the three males. Looking very confused to why they were panicking about.

The three boys locked gaze with each other before returning their gazes to Beomhyun. "We're all gonna die, that's what we're talking about!"

"Ugh! Woo can you stop being over dramatic? You're gonna scare the poor kid--"

"I see you guys are back from Busan," a deep voice bellowed from the stairs.

The three Choi's froze as they recognized that all too familiar voice. The atmosphere became insanely cold, as if they just stepped into a freezer or they were dropped into the Arctic. Even Beomhyun started to shiver a bit.

The young brunette spun around to where the voice was. And what greeted him was a handsome male in his thirties, he was wearing an all black formal attire, and his hair was covering his eyes completely. The male's hands were behind its back, and each step he takes, Beomhyun could feel his aura getting intimidating, and authoritive.

Woosan and Yeo-jong softly pushed their 'leader', Soojun towards the older male, earning a glare from the latter.

"A-Appa-Bin! W-What a surprise to see you here so soon! H-How was America?" 

Beomhyun did a mental facepalm, Soojun was not a great actor.

"Now now, the story about my trip can wait. Instead, why don't you tell me about that Busan mission you and your team went on? I heard you caused quite a racket," the older ravenette said, eyes piercing through his son's skin like acid.

"Who's that?" Beomhyun whispered to Yeo-jong, eyes gesturing at the male that was talking to Soojun.

"That's Soojun's other dad," Yeo-jong whispered faintly.

"Choi Soobin."

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I hope you like this chapter:)

I know its kinda boring, sorry 'bout that.

-Ria